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On a desolate night, in a dilapidated villa, a bonfire swayed in the night wind. Jiang Chen and Ning Caichen, two old friends who met by chance and reunited after a long separation, unconsciously felt a little more sad after communicating with each other, especially after he learned about Ning Caichen's experience during this period.
The night was getting deeper, Ning Caichen was just a scholar after all, and his body couldn't support it, so he fell asleep on the thatched bed next to the wall. Jiang Chen also sat quietly by the bonfire, inhaling the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, practicing Taoism.
"Russling, rustling..." The night wind blew the grass and trees outside the house, and there was a constant rustling sound. There seemed to be thousands of ghosts running around in the mountain forest, and an inexplicable and strange atmosphere enveloped the entire night sky.
Not knowing how long he had slept, Ning Caichen suddenly felt a little anxious, so he stood up and walked out of the hall. In a daze, a white shadow suddenly flashed past his eyes. Suddenly, he was so frightened that he woke up and felt an inexplicable fear in his heart.
"Could it be that... there is a ghost?" It seems that a scholar like him originally believed in Zi Buyu's strange power and chaotic gods. However, the meeting with Nie Xiaoqian at Lanruo Temple a few years ago This encounter has made him realize that there really are monsters and monsters in this world!
He subconsciously wanted to go back inside the house to find Jiang Chen for help, because he knew very well that Jiang Chen was a very powerful Taoist priest and would have a way to capture and save ghosts. However, before he could turn around, a white shadow had already passed by him. A piece of white silk wrapped his body and dragged him into the forest!
"Ah! There's a ghost!" Ning Caichen struggled and shouted, but he was just a weak scholar. How could he escape with such a struggle
"There's a ghost! Where's the ghost?!" Hearing Ning Caichen's cry, Jiang Chen suddenly woke up from his silence, suddenly opened his eyes, jumped up, and rushed out of the hall. Unexpectedly, as soon as he left the palace, six or seven white figures rushed towards him, each holding a sword and holding an extraordinary stretch of hand.
"Huh?" With a deep groan, Jiang Chen immediately flipped his hand and struck out with a palm. The force of his palm surged forward, forcibly shaking away the six or seven besieging white figures. Then, he stepped forward and the figure moved. , easily rushed through their interception, came to Ning Caichen's side, and cut off the Bai Ling that dragged Ning Caichen's body away with a casual stroke.
"Taoist Master Zhiqiu, you're finally here!" Ning Caichen stood up tremblingly and said with a bit of fear: "There are ghosts here, there are ghosts..."
"I know." Jiang Chen responded calmly, facing the white figures attacking from all sides. Although his combat strength was greatly reduced because he had to protect Ning Caichen, he still easily took all their attacks. The identities of these people have been vaguely revealed, so I have no intention of hurting anyone. While dealing with it, I kept shouting: "Who are you? You are pretending to be magic here. If you don't stop, I will use magic to immobilize you!"
Ning Caichen was caught in the crowd, squeezing around, and fell to the ground with a loud sound. A piece of longevity lock fell straight out of his arms and fell to the ground. He remembered that it was given to him by the old man in the cell. It was hard to lose something, so he quickly went to pick it up, but he never thought that he stepped on a piece of dead wood. He stumbled forward and was about to fall. His hands unconsciously grabbed at each other, but he actually caught a piece of white cloth. A corner of the human veil.
"Hi!" There was a harsh sound of tearing the silk. Ning Caichen fell to the ground, looked at the corner of white gauze in his hand, stood up quickly and said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it, Xiaoqian?" !”
Looking at the face of the woman in white in front of him, he was completely stunned for a moment, as if he had returned to Lanruo Temple more than half a year ago.
Moonlight night, woods, encounter!
"Indecent!" Stunned, the woman in white immediately raised her hand and slapped Ning Caichen. As she said that, she raised her sword and was about to stab Ning Caichen's vital parts.
"I'm going, you forced me to do this!" Upon seeing this, Jiang Chen knew that the situation was urgent, so he no longer held back his hands. He raised a single palm, and his mana surged together, turning into red threads, outlined in the palm of his hand. A huge rune appeared.
"The fire flag of the divine weapon is as urgent as the law and order, determined!"
The spell was activated, and the immobilization method was immediately launched. Jiang Chen spread his palms, and towards the direction of his palms, he enveloped the few men in white who were fighting with him, immobilizing them alive.
When the woman in white saw this, she couldn't help being shocked. She quickly raised her sword and put it on Ning Caichen's neck, and shouted coldly: "What kind of sorcery are you doing? Let them go quickly, or I will kill him!" "
When Jiang Chen saw this, he couldn't help but feel a headache. This unlucky scholar had indeed succeeded more than failed!
At this time, another woman in white picked up Ning Caichen's lost longevity lock piece on the ground and said in surprise: "Zhuge Wolong? Are you Senior Zhuge Wolong?!"
Before Ning Caichen could say anything, the woman in white who was holding him hostage quickly put down the sword in her hand and said respectfully: "Junior Fu Qingfeng, please bring your sister Fu Yuechi to pay homage to your senior!"
When Jiang Chen heard this, he was immediately stunned. He couldn't help but asked with a bit of a joking smile: "By the way, shouldn't you be called 'Ning Caichen'?"
"Yes, yes, Taoist Master Zhiqiu, you know me." Ning Caichen nodded repeatedly: "I am Ning Caichen, not some senior Zhuge Wolong."
Jiang Chen smiled and patted his shoulder, and said teasingly: "Brother Ning, no, it should be Mr. Zhuge. Since they have recognized your true identity, you should stop covering it up."
Ning Caichen said anxiously: "Taoist Master Zhiqiu, how come even you..."
"What's wrong with me?" Jiang Chen said with a smile: "We have only known each other for more than half a year. Since you deliberately conceal it, it is normal for me to not know your true identity."
"Yes!" Next to him, Fu Qingfeng couldn't help but said: "Senior Shenlong has seen the beginning but not the end. I know you want to conceal your true identity. We will definitely keep it a secret for you. We will remember Ning Cai in the future. The minister is Zhuge Wolong, and Zhuge Wolong is Ning Caichen!"
Fu Yuechi also said: "Senior, our father is Fu Tianchou, the former governor of the two Zhejiang provinces. He was framed by traitors and taken to the capital to be executed, so we wanted to hijack the prison car to save people on the way. We didn't expect that we would meet Zhuge here. Senior Wolong, please give me some advice."
A familiar and similar scene happened right in front of his eyes, which made Jiang Chen couldn't help but have a strange smile on his face. He looked at a few people and said: "It turns out that one of you is Empress Zhongliang, and the other is the legendary Tongtian Ph.D. , I’m a scholar from the Kunlun sect, Zhi Qiu Yiye, I’m rude, I’m really rude.” As he spoke, he quickly reversed the spell, and with a wave of his hand, he unlocked the immobilization spells of the people in white, and everyone came to Ning Caichen came to greet him.
"I, I..." Ning Caichen didn't know how to deal with it for a moment. He helped this one, and that one knelt down again. He helped that one, and this one knelt down again. It was really... Worried.
At this time, Jiang Chen finally had the opportunity to look at Fu Qingfeng carefully and head-on. He couldn't tell but was shocked. Now, he finally knew why Ning Caichen recognized the wrong person. It had to be said that she and Nie Xiaoqian They looked so much alike, they were exactly the same. Although more than half a year had passed, Jiang Chen still clearly remembered Nie Xiaoqian's appearance. Naturally, it was no wonder that Ning Caichen thought Fu Qingfeng was Nie Xiaoqian.
After a chaotic acquaintance, everyone returned to the dilapidated Zhengqi Villa hall. At this moment, Ning Caichen was already a little confused about Fu Qingfeng. At the moment, he unpacked his baggage, took out a picture scroll and opened it. Asked Fu Qingfeng: "Xiaoqian, do you really not remember me?"
Fu Qingfeng looked at the opened scroll and couldn't help but be stunned, because a delicate and graceful girl on the scroll appeared exactly like her, but compared to her, she seemed to have a different temperament.
"The sky is covered with frost over a ten-mile flat lake, and every inch of blue hair is filled with worry about the past. When we look at each other in the shape of the moon, we only envy the mandarin ducks, not the immortals."
After more than half a year, Jiang Chen couldn't help but look startled when he saw this poem again, but he quickly reacted and sighed. He wanted to persuade Ning Caichen not to indulge, but he didn't know what to do. How to speak, maybe, sometimes fate is not just playing tricks on people...