The Tianshi Mansion is a sect that specializes in collecting ghosts and eliminating demons. The disciples are extremely familiar with ghosts, and Mo Pan is also a disciple of the palace master, so finding a corpse is naturally no problem. I saw his middle finger and index finger make a joint, and a copper coin was picked up by his fingertips and turned around where Zhuge Qingtian was decapitated. Just as the copper coin flew above his head, the three talisman papers in the small pocket around his waist flew out silently, wrapping the copper coin and burning a cyan flame out of thin air.
Qianren's moves have always been hidden and only seek to kill people invisibly. This is the first time Zhuge Qingtian has seen a monk cast spells. Although he can't see any way, he still applauds in amazement, "Wow, you are more powerful than a conjurer!"
With just one sentence, Mo Pan was hurt again. As a ghost-collecting sect, Tianshifu has its own unique method to judge the strength of ghosts. Yin fire is divided into four colors, among which the white fire is a newly dead ghost, generally with little resentment, and fulfilling a wish can lead it to life. Ash fires are wild ghosts. These ghosts stay in the world because of their obsession and refuse to reincarnate, but they are not life-threatening. They are often the first choice for young disciples to practice their skills. Blood and fire are serious ghosts. These ghosts are extremely ferocious, and the types are very complex. Almost each of them has its own unique ability. Even the elders of the division need to be careful.
As for Qinghuo, it is a ghost and a god above the specter. Now that the three ghosts and gods of the ghost realm have been absent from the world for a long time, the Tianshi Mansion has not ignited a green fire for decades. No wonder this ghost is not afraid of Bi Qianren, how could he be so easily lost as a ghost
It's just that this ghost's appearance doesn't match the characteristics of the three ghosts and gods. Could it be that another ghost and god has been born silently in this world. If this is the case, he must live to bring the news to the master and deal with it.
Mo Pan couldn't but go out of the city to catch a wild ghost, and then ran into a demon protector who had been in the world for many years and a new ghost, and was amazed at his luck for a while. There are rumors in the rivers and lakes that the ghosts and gods will die when they see it, and the magic protector will die when they touch it. If he can go back alive this time, he will be able to play with his classmates for almost ten years.
From Mo Pan's point of view, the ghost who can become a ghost or a god is a powerful person. This person pretended to be crazy and acted like a fool to make such an appearance that he had never seen the world. It's just that he was forced to suppress the opponent's strength and did not dare to pierce it, and only said angrily: "A scholar can be killed but not shameful. From the yin fire, his head is clearly thousands of miles away. If you want to kill me, just say it, why are you teasing? "
Zhuge Qingtian had his head still on his neck just now, and the two of them saw him fall into the water. Now this man said that his head flew thousands of miles away. Naturally, he didn't believe what he said, so he doubted: "My lady, I think this is a charlatan."
However, Qian Ren knew very well about the ghost hunting ability of the Tianshi Mansion, and knew that the other party could not lie about such a trivial matter in the face of life-threatening threats. He glanced at the headless corpse in front of him and suddenly realized that the matter was a bit strange, so he only gave Mo Pan a light touch. He said, "There is a dead man's head in this river, go and find it."
Finding a corpse for a Specter is often an indispensable part, and the disciples of the Tianshi Mansion will naturally not only rely on Yin Qi to find this method.
Mo Pansu Ri is a life-saving person. Previously, he only used the most concise and accurate Yin Qi search method. Now, seeing that Qian Ren's expression was a lot colder, he didn't dare to resist, so he tied a copper coin with a red thread and threw it into the water to find the body, and sure enough. After a while, the thread flew back with a wet head wrapped around it.
Qian Ren had never seriously looked at Zhuge Qingtian's appearance before, but now he grabbed the head that was retrieved, carefully touched the skin on his face, and then pulled his hand to compare, only to find that although the skin of the two was the same It belongs to the youth, but there are still some gaps.
Zhu Geqing was born in Zhujiaji, and has not had a good life since he was a child. After going crazy, no one took care of him. Therefore, although his face is tender, he has experienced wind and frost in the end and looks very thin. But Qian Ren pulled up the man's sleeves, only to find that his fingers and arms were very white, and there were no traces of labor on his hands. It was clearly a body raised by a wealthy family.
There are no calluses on the palms of the young man, and the flesh of the forearm is as soft as a baby. Either he has been pampered since he was a child and has never done any rough work, or he is a senior monk who has cultivated to the Nascent Soul to reshape his body. In the past hundred years, there have been few genius monks in Ying, so they should not be unknown in the arena...
He came to a preliminary inference in his heart. Qian Ren lowered his head and sniffed in his palm again. He could only smell the moisture of the soil and river water, but not half the odor that a corpse should have. In this way, after many years of death, he could still keep his body as it was when he died. The cultivation base is at least a powerful ghost with the potential of ghosts and gods.
It was he who was careless. Seeing this man's insane appearance, he didn't go to check his origins. He was actually kept by such an unidentified person for so long.
If an ordinary person was touched by Qian Ren, the demonic guardian for so long, he would have fainted from fright, but Zhuge Qingtian had nothing to fear, but just glanced at Mo Pan, who was stunned beside him, and persuaded a little embarrassedly: "Miss, wait until you get married. It's not appropriate to touch up, of course, I don't mind meeting you honestly, if you insist, at least pick a place where no one is..."
He actually thought of this guy who was bolder than the magic cultivator as a simple country boy...
Helplessly helping her forehead for her mistake, Qian Ren looked up at this man indifferently, "I think you are playing with me."
"what?"
Looking at him blankly, Zhuge Qingtian really didn't expect that the other party was actually doing an autopsy. Although he didn't understand why Qian Ren, who had rejected him thousands of miles away, suddenly became so close to him, he did not resist and let the other party move. Anyway, he was a corpse and couldn't feel any touch, so there was nothing to avoid.
His expression didn't seem to be fake, and Qian Ren also felt that he would not be deceived by such a young man because of his Jianghu experience, but after examining the incision on his neck, he found that the wound on this man's head was indeed from Fu Hongye's hand. The head was obviously cut by a sharp blade, and there were still some gaps in the back of the neck when they overlapped, so he couldn't help frowning: "No wonder your head is always lost, and the wounds are not aligned, how can you stabilize."
After hearing this, Zhuge Qingtian's expression became more and more dazed. He supported his head, which he had finally recovered, and said innocently, "Miss, what are you talking about? I'm a little dizzy..."
Qian Ren was a little strange before. It is reasonable to say that Li Gui should have the ability to control his own body, but Zhuge Qingtian opened his eyes only when his head was in contact with his neck. , seeing him like this, he couldn't help but say: "You can't even tell if the head is yours?"
As soon as this statement came out, Zhuge Qingtian finally understood, as if his own cognition had been overturned, and he was instantly shocked, "What? Isn't this my head?"
"You really don't know?"
"I don't know. When I woke up, I was in the mass grave. There was only this head beside me. As soon as I put it on my neck, I remembered the past."
Facing Qian Ren's suspicious eyes, Zhuge Qingtian still couldn't accept the reality. His memory was so clear, how could he not be himself? But the lady should not lie to him, he is not Zhu Ge Qingtian, then who is he? How could it appear in the mass graves outside Zhujiaji
As the former No. 1 killer, Qian Ren was extremely confident in his autopsy technique. He glanced at him and said decisively, "You are not Zhu Ge Qingtian."
"Of course I'm not Zhuge Qingtian, I'm... Zhuge Qingtian? No, why do I always feel that my name is not Zhuge Qingtian?"
The instinctive words blurted out, and only then did Zhuge Qingtian realize the problem. From the moment he woke up, he felt that the name Zhuge Qingtian was very unfamiliar. He just thought it was a shadow left by his life experience, and he kept calling himself Zhuge Qingtian. Thinking this way, was it really a mistake
This is troublesome. The lady finally got used to his existence. What should I do if I change my face? Forget it, if the other head looks too ugly, use this one, anyway, for him, the head only has the function of looking good, and changing the head is almost like changing a hat...
Naturally, Qian Ren didn't know the strange struggle in this man's heart, but just by looking at his jaw-dropping expression, he finally believed that there are still fools in the world who have mistaken his identity. Sure enough, it always exists beyond ordinary people's cognition.
From Zhuge Qingtian, he obviously couldn't get the answer. He could only look at the disciples of the Tianshi Mansion who were good at ghosts and gods, "Can ghosts inherit other people's memories?"
Mopan has never heard of such a thing. The birth of Li Gui is entirely based on resentment, and the ghost that can maintain Li Gui's strength without memory is beyond his understanding, so he can only reply helplessly: "Don't look at me, our Tianshi Mansion I have never encountered such a bizarre situation.”
Qian Ren didn't expect a disciple of Jindan stage to understand the situation. After thinking about it, he asked again, "Where is his real head?"
What responded to him was Mo Pan's sincere eyes, "Trust me, if I had this kind of cultivation base of searching for someone in a thousand miles, I would have run away when I saw you."
After finally confirming the sad fact that the two people in front of her were useless at all, Qian Ren had no choice but to give up struggling and sighed, "Let's go, go to Jiangdu City."
No matter what the truth is, it is meaningless to stay outside the city. It is better to enter the city and check with the Tianshi Mansion. But when he heard that these two murderous characters were going to enter Jiangdu, Mo Pan remembered his identity as a disciple of the righteous way. The city is full of common people, you are not allowed to enter the city!"
Of course, Qian Ren had only one sentence for this heroic resistance, "Zhuge, knock him out."
This was originally a tentative language, but when Zhuge Qingtian heard it, he blew a sigh of yin at the young man, and he brought down a Jindan cultivator without any effort, but he himself did not seem to notice such a cultivation. It's so weird, he just smiled like a gift to Qian Ren: "Miss, you finally don't call me hello and you!"
To be fair, he really couldn't figure out what this person was happy about...
Silently watching this Specter who insisted on brainwashing himself with his wife even though he knew his name, Qian Ren, who had no expression on his face, had only one thought - as expected, Zhuge Qingtian was so strange because his brain was thrown thousands of miles away.
The author has something to say: Qian Ren: Is there such a thing as getting the head wrong
Zhuge Qingtian: Don't care about these details, it's not a problem to have a good-looking face.
Qianren: You really have problems all over your body!