It's night again, the night is like water, and the moonlight is like a dream.
In the room, Jiang Chen is practicing Taoism. With a well-established foundation and abundant magic power, the practice of Taoism has naturally come naturally. Although it only lasted more than a day, Jiang Chen's achievements in the few spells he selected have already surpassed Qiu Shengwencai. , chasing Uncle Jiu directly.
"Huh?" Jiang Chen groaned, and silently made plans in his mind: "Based on the results of my practice of these spells, I expect that it won't be a problem to subdue an ordinary ghost alone. It's important to complete the second subsidiary task first."
Aphasia means being unable to speak. It lasts for a thousand days, which is almost three years. Although it is not short, it is definitely not that long. The key is to ignore the boundaries of reincarnation. In other words, no matter how many reincarnation worlds he enters, as long as he is in one Within the time limit of a thousand days, he must continue to accept the punishment of aphasia.
Although aphasia is not a serious punishment, there is no doubt that it will make it much more difficult for him to complete tasks in the reincarnation world in the future. It was precisely because of this that he, who had just learned a lesson, was so anxious to complete the second subsidiary task.
"boom!"
Suddenly, in the night, a sudden sound came to Jiang Chen's ears, suddenly waking him up from his distraction: Could it be that that guy broke out of the coffin? At that moment, not caring that it was already late at night, Jiang Chen quickly stood up and pushed the door open.
"Senior brother, are you here too?" Jiang Chen had just arrived at the room where the coffin was parked, and met Uncle Jiu who had also heard the news.
"I'm a little worried. Let me come over and take a look." Uncle Jiu responded, and quickly stepped forward to inspect Old Mrs. Ren's coffin carefully. After a while, he finally said with relief: "It's nothing." The problem seems to be that we are a little too nervous..."
"Wow!"
Before Uncle Jiu could finish his words, there was a sudden sound, breaking the silence of the night in Yizhuang. Uncle Jiu and Jiang Chen were immediately startled, especially when they discovered that the source of the sound was the room where Wen Cai was.
"Not good!" Surprised, Uncle Jiu and Jiang Chen hurriedly ran towards Wencai's room. However, when they pushed the door open and entered, they realized that they had only worried in vain.
There was no accident in the room, it was just that Wen Cai, who was sleeping, accidentally kicked over the shelf beside the bed. At this moment, he was sleeping soundly with the quilt in his arms.
"Alas..." Uncle Jiu shook his head helplessly, stepped forward and carefully tucked Wen Cai's quilt, and then he breathed a sigh of relief: "He sleeps like a pig... This kind of person is the most suitable person to open a yizhuang!"
Jiang Chen chuckled. Although Uncle Jiu's words sounded full of complaints, how could they not be his concern for his apprentice? Qiu Sheng has his aunt to take care of him, and although his literary talent may not necessarily lead to any great achievements, as long as he can inherit this righteous village, he can make a living.
"It seems that everything is fine." Uncle Jiu shook his head, yawned and greeted Jiang Chen: "Junior brother, go back and have a rest. Don't worry about practicing. After all, practicing Taoism is not something that can be accomplished overnight. There is no need to rush. of."
"Yes, senior brother." Jiang Chen responded. However, although he listened to Uncle Jiu and did not continue practicing, he did not listen to Uncle Jiu and rest obediently. Instead, he followed the moonlight and left Yizhuang.
Although this Yizhuang is a place where spirits are buried and corpses are stored, because Uncle Jiu has already set up formations and talismans and worshiped various gods, there are no ghosts or ghosts to disturb them. Jiang Chen wanted to do a task, so he still He had to find a place where ghosts really haunted him. Otherwise, staying in Yizhuang all the time, even if his Taoism was ten times better, would be useless if he didn't encounter ghosts.
If you want to look for ghosts, you naturally can't go to a place with a lot of people. After all, the yang energy is strong when there are many people, and ghosts are mostly yin spirits. Very few ghosts will choose to haunt places with a lot of people.
Of course, just because there are few does not mean that there are none, but those who can wander around in crowded places are undoubtedly high-level ghosts. If they were to encounter them, it would be far beyond the ability of Jiang Chen, a rookie who had only just started his career, to deal with them. Therefore, he had no choice but to walk along the sparse forest path, hoping to meet a ghost that he could take care of.
The moonlight is very good tonight. The moonlight is like water, sparsely falling through the treetops and leaves, interweaving a poetic and picturesque quiet night scene.
For a moment, Jiang Chen felt peaceful in his heart and walked in search of secluded areas. Unknowingly, he came to a small garden with unique scenery. Looking around, he saw a cluster of flowers in the east and west of the courtyard. The gorgeous and beautiful flowers, rockery caves, small bridges and flowing water, pavilions and pavilions make it an extraordinary place.
"Giggle..." He was lost in thought when suddenly, a clear laughter like a silver bell came into his ears, and it spread through several bushes of flowers and trees, and he saw a field not far away. Among the flowers, in the moonlight, a beautiful woman of eighteen years old, wearing a pink and white dress, was slowly dancing among the flowers.
The beautiful scenery and beauties are intertwined like a dream. At this moment, even with Jiang Chen's temperament, he can't help but lose his mind for a while, the altar shakes, and his soul is turbulent.
"Huh?" However, it was just a moment of confusion. Soon, Jiang Chen noticed something was wrong. With a thought in his mind, he silently said the secret. With a twinge of pain in his soul, he suddenly woke up, and then , he couldn't help but have a strange smile on his face: "I've been here for a while, and I never knew there was such a place in town. Such an encounter, to paraphrase Qiu Sheng's words, It was either a dream or an encounter with a ghost. It seems that no matter how you calculate it, the latter is more likely..."
"Oops!" At this moment, the woman in white dancing slowly among the flowers cried out in pain, and then she fell into the flowers.
"Should I say, is it really what I expected? Then, at this time, it seems that it is time for me to appear." Jiang Chen chuckled, and then quickly walked out from behind the flower tree, and stepped forward to help the woman in white. , hurriedly said: "Girl, what's wrong with you?"
"Ah?!" The woman in white was startled at first. When she saw Jiang Chen, she smiled shyly and responded with a groan: "Sir, I seem to have sprained my ankle."
"Let me help you take a look." Jiang Chen knelt down with a smile on his face, then reached out his hand with concern and gently touched the ankle of the woman in white.
"It hurts!" The woman in white snorted, her face full of pain, and there were faint tears in her eyes. I really felt pity for this scene.
"Let me rub it for you." Jiang Chen showed his affectionate demeanor and quickly helped the woman in white gently rub her ankle. At this moment, a gust of night wind suddenly came, and there was a secret chill in the wind. Jiang Chen secretly smiled in his heart, But he said with a caring look on his face: "Girl, it's cold at night, I'll take you back to your room to rest."
"This..." The woman in white hesitated for a moment, then bit her lip and said, "Then I'll bother you, sir."
"It's not annoying, it's not annoying." Jiang Chen smiled and lifted the woman in white from the ground, walked her into the room, and asked her to sit on the edge of the bed in the boudoir. Then he stepped back and sat down on the round stool next to the table.
The woman in white clothes said with a bit of shyness: "Little girl Dong Xiaoyu, thanks to the help of the young master tonight, I cannot thank you enough for the kindness, and I also ask the young master to give you a name."
"Jiang Chen." Jiang Chen responded with a smile, and suddenly said: "I don't know why, but I feel that I seem to be familiar with the girl."
"Oh? Really?" Dong Xiaoyu chuckled softly: "I wonder if Mr. Jiang thinks I look so similar to anyone he knows?"
"A dead person." Seeing the sudden change in the other person's expression, Jiang Chen responded with a smile: "And her name is also Dong Xiaoyu..."