The Skeleton Rack was completely stunned.
There was a dead silence, the needle dropping could be heard.
Suddenly, Hua Che chuckled: "Is it hard to believe? In the world of immortals, it is most taboo to judge people by their appearance. My appearance is not necessarily true."
The ghost repairer was stunned, and he shook his skeleton hand for a long time and wrote: Take the house
Hua Che smiled even deeper: "You're on the road."
Ghost repair suddenly realized.
Yes, it must be so!
How could a mere 16-year-old be so shrewd? He is not afraid of ghost repairs at all, and even talking about hippie smiles is definitely not a commoner.
Sure enough, it is the appearance of a teenager, and the soul of an adult.
Ghost cultivators are bright in their hearts. In this world, medical cultivators are the most precious, and ghost cultivators are the most scarce. They are yin qi, bad luck, cruel and evil, bloody and disgusting, and they are excluded from the six realms. In the ghost world, they are killing each other in darkness, and there are only a handful of the same kind above.
Skull Frame almost cried with joy, this feeling of tears when the fellow sees the fellow, can be regarded as a taste.
Skeleton frame can't wait to have a long talk with Hua Che, complaining of sorrow to each other, and chatting for three days and three nights.
"To be honest, I was a disciple of Shangqing Xianmen during my lifetime." Hua Che looked out of the window in a trance, and smiled bitterly by himself, "From the immortal master of Shangqing that everyone admires, to a ghost cultivator that the Six Realms cannot tolerate."
The skull frame was stunned, and lowered his head.
Hua Che didn't seem to want to talk about his sad past anymore, looked at the skeleton and said: "What about you, what did you do in your lifetime? Only a monk can turn into a ghost cultivator. Which fairy sect are you from?"
The Skeleton Rack clenched its fists.
"That long-nosed Taoist priest just now said that he was going to take you to Shangqing Xianmen to be publicly executed. You are very afraid." Hua Che's voice was particularly soft, as light as falling snow, "You killed Zuo Qi in that way, you hate him ?still… "
The skull frame quickly wrote: Shangqing Xianmen, I hate Shangqing Xianmen!
"What happened to you in Shangqing Xianmen?" Hua Che said in a soft voice, and then pretended to be puzzled, "Actually, you don't need to be so rejecting, after all, it is the first in the immortal way. If you have any grievances, go to Sue! Even if your enemy is a respected elder, then at least you still have them in charge!"
Skull Rack: Can't handle it, can't handle it at all.
"No, Shangqing Xianmen is not a place of lawlessness."
The skeleton rack gritted its teeth.
Hua Che's eyes sank slightly: "How did you die?"
The skull frame did not answer, it asked instead: You said that you are a disciple of Shangqing Xianmen, then whose disciple are you
Hua Che said coldly, "Headmaster, Lu Mingfeng."
The Skeleton Rack was daring.
Hua Che looked at it deeply, and a sinister sneer appeared on his lips: "I bumped into his secret."
Even if it was extremely obscure, the skull frame understood, it sat up and moved forward: were you killed by him
Hua Che neither admitted nor denied, but just looked down at the skull frame.
Skeleton frame is clear, the other party has already explained enough, but he is not pulling out a hair, which is meaningless.
It raised its finger and wrote a black font in the air stroke by stroke: An Yu.
Hua Che was stunned for a while, he remembered the name, it was on the Golden Book of Disciples in Shangqing Hall.
Lu Mingfeng's second disciple.
Hua Che paused for a while and asked in a serious tone, "Have you killed anyone since you came out of the ghost world?"
Skeleton frame shook his head: Except for Zuo Qi, no one else.
"Find a place to stay and don't run around. If you want to practice, go to the battlefield to suck the evil spirits. Stop killing people. After all, he was a famous and authentic immortal master." After saying this, Hua Che laughed at himself.
How could he, a murderous and ruthless Demon Venerable, educate others!
"Okay." Hua Che stood up on his knees, and took out the pen and paper with a relaxed face, "I will list all the things you have committed, An Yu, who has a grudge against Shangqing Xianmen, and hates Shangqing's teaching. To the bone, am I right in saying these four words?"
The skull frame was stunned, and a terrible thought emerged from the bottom of my heart. It trembled and wrote: You, are you really...
"What is it?" Hua Che's dark and jade-colored eyes turned slightly, and the corners of his lips evoked a harmless smile. "Ghost repair? Seizing the house? Big brother, do you really believe it?"
Skeleton Rack: "… "
I fuck you uncle! ! !
The skull frame ignored the strangulation of the keel whip and jumped up struggling to die with Hua Che.
At the same time, Chu Binghuan outside heard the change and broke in with his sword. He was relieved to see that Hua Che was safe and sound.
The skull frame trembled violently, and a pair of black holes stared at Hua Che, wishing to tear him to pieces: liar, liar!
"What's the situation?" Murong Sa and Lin Yan stared at each other.
"I'm so sorry, I deceived your feelings, but..." Hua Che apologized without emotion, and raised his eyes to look at An Yu who was agitated, "You resent Shangqing Xianmen because of personal matters, although you can go to your enemy to settle accounts. , to kill someone like Zuo Qi who has nothing to do with him, how innocent is he? Are they wronged?"
Just mentioning this, Hua Che was upset for a while.
Suddenly remembering the previous life, Lu Yao came over with blood dripping, hugging corpses one after another, and shouting heart-rending.
Hua Che had a headache, so he ignored An Yu for the time being, pushed open the door of the firewood house and walked outside.
"What's going on?" Murong Sa asked eagerly.
Hua Che rubbed his brows and said, "I said I was a ghost cultivator in order to deceive him."
"Ah?" Wen Yuan was taken aback.
Hua Che said with a nose and eyes, "I took this corpse from me. As for me, I was originally a disciple of Shangqing Xianmen."
The long nose is full of disdain: "It's really stupid."
Hua Che shrugged and sighed: "It's a pity, that guy can't get in the oil and salt, and he didn't even come up with a name."
"Wait a minute!" The long nose stopped the rambling and asked seriously, "First of all, why do you pretend to be a disciple of Shangqing Xianmen? Can other schools not do it, you have to go to Shangqing Xianmen to speak out? Secondly, you can interrogate alone, why set up a barrier on the periphery? What shameful things did you both say?"
Looking at Chu Binghuan with a long nose, he found that the enchantment was about to break in, but was stopped by Chu Binghuan.
Hua Che looked at the long nose like an idiot: "First, it killed Zuo Qi, didn't it have a grudge against Shangqing Xianmen? Second, I pretended to be a ghost cultivator, which is equivalent to "sympathizing with it" ", setting up a barrier means "I'm with you, but it doesn't matter", I don't understand this truth? How did you pass the examination of the disciples of the Shangqing?"
The long nose was choked and speechless.
Hua Che hesitantly looked at Chu Binghuan, and it was really hard to tell.
"Ice Cube, come with me." Hua Che dragged Chu Binghuan away, and seeing that there was no one left, he whispered, "I know this is a bit too much, but... can you trust me and take away the burning soul? Come back, let that ghost repair go?"
According to Chu Binghuan's temperament, Hua Che felt that if he said these words, he would be immediately put on the desperate card of "the devil's fellow party".
Thinking from another perspective, if someone asks him to take back the spirit tool and let go of the ghost repairer, he will find it difficult to accept it.
Therefore, Hua Che regretted a little.
Instead of begging Chu Binghuan, it is better to find a way to unravel the burning soul.
It's not that he hasn't been bound by it! has experience!
Chu Binghuan: "Okay."
Well, either scolding your head and scolding your face, or do it directly, anyway, you won't... What the heck? ?
Hua Che looked at Chu Binghuan in shock: "You, agree?"
Chu Binghuan said warmly, "What you do has your own reasons."
Hua Che was stunned: "You believe me?"
Chu Binghuan hardly thought about it: "Trust."
Hua Che doesn't know him anymore.
The townspeople were disturbed one after another, the lights of each house were lit up, and they came out with torches to watch the fun.
Suddenly, there was a roar from the crowd: "The water is gone!"
A few thatched cottages in the distance started to burn at an unknown time. The fire was fierce and soared into the sky! Several houses of the neighbors were implicated, and the townspeople were in a panic, carrying wooden barrels to put out the fire.
Wen Yuan and Lu Yao hurriedly cast spells to put out the fire, but saw that it was not an extraordinary fire, and could not be extinguished by ordinary water.
"My child, my child is still in the house!"
"My old mother is sleeping too!"
"Daddy, I want Daddy woo woo woo..."
The tongue of fire greedily devoured everything, and Wen Yuan and others rushed into the house to save people.
Chu Binghuan took back the burning soul and quickly released three rain talismans. Unexpectedly, the rain did not weaken the fire in the slightest.
Hua Che saw it in his eyes and predicted that it was a soul fire. The source of the cultivator's soul was. The stronger the power of the soul, the stronger the fire.
Hua Che avoided the flames and was relieved to see An Yu escaped in the chaos.
The fire came suddenly, and the arsonist must be nearby. What is his goal? Townspeople
Or An Yu
Hua Che took out the Zizhu Dongxiao, injected it with the power of his divine soul, and breathed out from his lips, and the elegant and soft sound of the flute flowed out.
Sometimes it is gentle and soothing, sometimes it is sad and agitated, everyone hears the sound, and their hearts are shocked.
If it is said that Jianxiu's strength lies in his superb swordsmanship and invincibility, then the terrible thing about Lexiu is that killing is invisible, killing without blood, killing souls and hearts, and making people fall into madness with great sorrow and joy.
If music is good, it can inspire thousands of troops, make plants and trees spring, and restore all things.
If happiness is evil, it can make all armies crazy, mad and rebellious, and blood flow into the sea.
Hua Che's goal is not to put out the fire, his goal is to fight an eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth.
The man set fire to the town, and he killed his heart and devoured his soul.
Chu Binghuan used his divine soul to extinguish a lot of the sea of fire that was plundering wantonly.
Through the billowing black smoke, with the faint breath, Hua Che saw at a glance the person who set fire to the top of the independent mountain, a hundred meters away.
Hua Che took two steps forward in a huff, and just landed on the roof, his footsteps stopped suddenly.
There was a strong aura of death from the man, like a poisonous snake and beast, and like a collapsing Mount Tai.
It's not that Hua Che is timid, but the instinctive reaction of animals in the jungle. For example, when a rabbit sees a tiger, its legs become weak, and when a sheep sees a wolf, it is so frightened that it forgets to run away. The Demon Venerable who blocked the gods and killed the gods and blocked the Zhuxian didn't feel fear in his heart, but now his cultivation base is too low, and this body is instinctively afraid.
Suddenly, he saw that man's whole body glowing, because the distance was too far, Hua Che couldn't see what he did. I saw that the beam of light was getting closer and closer, and it turned into hundreds of thousands of paths. When I got closer to Hua Che, I could see that it was actually densely packed with arrow feathers!
Overwhelming!
Hua Che knew that even if he set up a barrier, it would be difficult to block the rain of arrows with his own cultivation.
The universe in Murong Sa's sleeve was full of treasures, and a lightning protection talisman was not a problem, and he poured it out.
Unfortunately, the arrow feathers were too fast. Even if Murong Sa released the lightning protection talisman in time to protect the entire town, a small portion of the arrow feathers would still make a hole.
The fire was in front, and everyone had to block the sharp arrows that fell from the sky.
The little girl fell to the ground, tears mixed with blood, she sobbed and cried: "Mother."
Three arrows of light transformed from true essence flew toward him, and Hua Che was shocked, and rushed over to the wind. While smashing the two arrow feathers with the Zizhu Dongxiao, he protected the child under him.
Cool on your back.
It was as if something was pierced through the chest, empty.
Hua Che didn't have time to pay attention, and picked up the child and handed it over to the mother who was looking for her everywhere. The mother burst into tears and hugged the child on her knees and thanked: "Thank you Immortal Master, thank you Immortal Master for saving your life!"
Hua Che didn't even catch his breath before chasing after the arsonist in the distance.
"Girl, why are you bleeding so much? Where are you hurt?" The mother checked her daughter's body with tears in her eyes, but couldn't find any wounds.
Mother was stunned for a while, and subconsciously looked in the direction Hua Che was leaving, and the dark red blood was paved all the way.