Falling into a weird state of "self-loathing", Jianchou's mouth twitched for a long time, and he looked at Xiaodiao expressionlessly.
During this process, the little mink dared not move.
After a long time, Jianchou finally waved to it: "Come here."
The little mink was so frightened that it shook its head, cried "wooo" twice, and subconsciously retreated.
One step, two steps.
Jianchou called out again, "Come here."
This time, the ghost of little mink is coming out!
This looks like he's trying to hit me!
Whoever goes there is a fool!
Without hesitation, it started running, turning into a flash of lightning and immediately rushed into the pile of bookshelves in the study.
Jianchou felt both angry and amused.
The thing he picked out from between his teeth would get angry at him. She believed it at first, but now she realized that this thing would definitely be trash if it was thrown into the Qiankun bag.
Still running
"Why are you running? I just want to see what's inside your mouth..."
He sighed, and when Jianchou saw it running away, he couldn't help but laugh.
If it were in the past, she might not have been able to catch it, but now...
A gleam of light flashed in her eyes, and Jianchou raised her hand and grasped the sword. In an instant, a hurricane swept up in the room, and her whole body immediately merged with the Swallowing Wind Black Sword, turning into a violent and raging black wind and ink tide, and pounced on Xiao Diao!
"boom!"
The whole study seemed to be filled with waves.
The little mink that was running happily in front couldn't help but look back when he heard the sound, and saw the black wind and ink tide accumulating and approaching majestically!
“Ouch!”
The little mink's fur stood up, it let out a strange cry, slipped, and ran even faster when it got up!
Oh my god, it’s a monster!
"Bang!"
There was clearly nothing in front of it, but the little mink bumped into something.
“Woo!”
pain!
The little mink looked up and saw that Jianchou, who had been behind it earlier, was now holding a sword, with his arms clasped, looking at it with interest.
What, what’s going on
The little mink was confused.
But it was only for a moment, and it didn't want to be caught by Jianchou at all!
After only that one pause, the little mink immediately changed direction without a second thought and started his escape again, kicking his legs hard again and running towards a narrower place.
Seeing this, Jianchou felt helpless.
She shrugged and disappeared again. The next time she appeared, she was in front of Xiao Diao again.
…
Back and forth like this.
The poor little mink ran around here and there, but whenever he looked up he always found the marten in front of him. After running a few laps, he became completely desperate. His four legs went limp, and he was so tired that he fell to the ground with his tongue hanging out.
Jianchou walked over leisurely in the garden, the black sword turned a circle in her palm, and then she held it tightly again.
Standing next to the little mink, she nudged its small body with her foot and said with a smile, "Are you not running away?"
“Woo woo!”
Run away!
Can I outrun you
The little mink rolled his eyes, feeling miserable in his heart.
How come after not seeing my cheap master for a while, his speed has become so unpredictable
Is there anything wrong
Seeing it put its head on the ground in frustration, Jianchou was even more amused: "You stopped running after two laps. I thought you were very brave."
“Woo woo woo!”
snort!
Sooner or later, I will show you my backbone.
only…
Not now.
The little mink quietly rolled its eyes towards the ground, ready to continue pretending to be dead.
I guess Jianchou isn't that cold-blooded and heartless, so he wouldn't punish himself, right
As soon as the thought flashed through his mind, his head had already completely rested on the ground. However, at that moment, a strange, very fresh smell came out from the gaps between the floor tiles.
What's this
The little mink smelled it immediately and sniffed twice more.
Seeing that Chou was still standing there, he wanted to pull the little mink up, but he found it sniffing on the ground. He was a little surprised: "What's wrong?"
The little mink stopped pretending to be dead and actually crawled up from the ground, circling around the small area, its two wet eyes shining brightly.
It was obviously excited and turned around and called out to Jianchou.
“Ooooooooooooooo!”
Cheap master, there are good things, there are good things below!
The little mink stretched out its chubby little paws and pointed to the ground under its feet to Jianchou.
under
Jianchou was stunned. He didn't understand what this meant at first, but the words under the plum vase flashed through his mind like lightning...
Jizo Reincarnation Pond Water…
Although he didn't know the origin of the little mink, Jianchou had no doubt about its intuition about "treasure". Otherwise, where did all these priceless treasures come from
Really? !
Jianchou frowned and was about to bend down to check.
“Rustle, rustle!”
“Knock, knock, knock.”
Two different noises were heard almost at the same time!
Jianchou stopped moving for a moment, looking a little surprised.
There was a smaller rustling sound coming from her sleeves, and there was a faint blue light flickering.
Jianchou felt it immediately.
This is the paper talisman that the Big-Head Ghost and the Little-Head Ghost left for me. When I come back to the City of the Dead, I can use it to contact her and find her location.
The "knock knock" sound was farther away, coming from outside the house.
Someone is knocking at the door.
The only people who knew where she lived were Lao Zhou and Chen Tingyan. Needless to say, Lao Zhou had nothing to do with her, so it must be Chen Tingyan who was outside at the moment.
this…
If you don’t come, then don’t come. But if you come, you must come all together!
Jianchou didn't react for a moment, and he and Xiaodiao looked at each other, their big eyes meeting each other's small eyes.
“Knock, knock, knock.”
There was another knock on the door.
"Jianchou, are you there? I'm here to see you."
Jianchou, who was still in a daze, suddenly shuddered. He took a look at the mess on the ground, with all kinds of rare treasures, and felt his scalp tingling!
He stretched out his foot and tapped Xiao Diao lightly. Jianchou lowered his voice and said, "Put it away quickly!"
“Ouch!”
The little mink finally reacted, and with a "whoosh" sound, it turned into an arrow and rushed forward.
At that moment, it opened its mouth wide, a full three meters wide.
Small body, big mouth, weird and exaggerated to the extreme!
It seems to swallow up the world!
“Ahh!”
The little mink roared, "ding-ling-clang-dang", and all the treasures scattered on the ground flew up and flew into its mouth, disappearing between its dense teeth.
As soon as he closed his mouth, the ground was clean.
The little mink turned into a small one again.
Jianchou Chaoshou grabbed it and the bone jade together, stuffed them into the spirit beast bag, and they disappeared completely.
"Bang!"
After doing all this, when Jianchou looked up, the tightly closed study door was pushed open by someone.
"Jianchou, are you okay?!"
Chen Tingyan, with a nervous look on his face, appeared outside the door, holding a folding fan in his hand, floating half a foot above the ground, and for a moment he was filled with a cold aura.
However, when he saw the situation inside the house clearly, he was a little surprised.
Why is there nothing
Where are the ferocious beasts
I clearly heard a strange roar just now...
Everything in the room was exactly the same as what Chen Tingyan had seen more than half a month ago. There was even a thin layer of dust on the bookshelf, and it was obvious that Jianchou had not had time to clean it up.
At this moment, Jianchou was standing in the room, looking at him with an indescribable look, as if wondering why he came in.
At this moment, Chen Tingyan felt embarrassed.
He could neither go in nor back, so he had to stand at the door, covered his lips with his hand, coughed, and said, "Uh... I, I heard some noise inside when I passed by your house just now, and thought you were up. Unexpectedly, when I knocked on the door just now, I suddenly heard a strange sound. I was worried about your safety, so I broke in in a hurry... This..."
Jianchou still looked at him with that kind of eyes.
But this does not mean that he felt that Chen Tingyan was rude, but rather a sense of "good luck".
Even though Chen Tingyan seemed to pose no threat to him, Jianchou did not dare to let him see the strange little mink. Who knew if there were any exotic animals like the little mink in the Jiyuyu
Not to mention, there were so many things on the ground just now.
Fortunately, Xiao Diao and I reacted quickly enough, otherwise I really don’t know how to explain it.
Seeing Chen Tingyan's embarrassment, Jianchou heaved a sigh of relief, took the initiative to put on a calm smile, took two steps forward and said, "Fourth Young Master, you misunderstood. I was just practicing a rather peculiar technique, so the sound was strange, but there was no danger."
"Oh, oh, I see."
Chen Tingyan rubbed his forehead with the handle of the fan, still feeling embarrassed.
Practicing martial arts is really normal. There are so many strange methods of practice among the ten major ghost tribes, and there are countless of them that make various strange noises.
To Jianchou, it was just a roar of a beast, and it didn't seem like a big deal.
Although…
There seems to be a little incompatibility between a female cultivator and a martial art that can emit beast roars.
Thinking of this, Chen Tingyan subconsciously paid attention to Jianchou's cultivation. After taking a look, he was a little surprised: "Your cultivation is improving so fast!"
The topic changed suddenly and Jianchou was a little slow to react.
But then she was completely relieved. She looked down at herself and smiled, "Thanks to the Fourth Young Master's concern, not only have my injuries recovered, but my cultivation has also improved. It can be considered a blessing in disguise. I originally wanted to visit the Fourth Young Master's residence on a certain day to express my gratitude, but I didn't expect that the Fourth Young Master would come here first today. I haven't disturbed you yet. If you don't mind, please come in and have a seat."
"No need to sit down."
Chen Tingyan was surprised and felt that Jianchou's progress in cultivation was noticeable.
But when she thought about her original soul bead which was as small as a speck of dust, she felt relieved.
His cultivation had improved, but the soul beads of ordinary cultivators in the Pearl Transformation Realm were nearly two inches in diameter. The soul bead of Jianchou's, which was the size of a baby's fingertip and only two circles larger than a grain of rice, was really not enough.
It is originally small, so even if it only increases a little, it looks like it has increased several times, which is naturally intimidating.
In fact, at this moment Jianchou is still difficult to compare with any other cultivator in the Huazhu realm.
Chen Tingyan was puzzled as to how Jianchou could cultivate to this level.
However, he naturally did not come here today to discuss these issues with Jianchou.
With a casual smile on his face, Chen Tingyan said, "It has been more than half a month since the Ding Zheng Golden Order arrived. Do you still remember the rules of the Ding Zheng I told you about?"
"This time, the competition for admission will be held on the 18th floor, and each city will have eight spots."
"Today a stronger guy is coming. He is the number one ghost king among the ten ghost clans. Do you want to go and see him?"
An eighteen-story building, the tallest in the City of the Dead.
It is said that each of the 72 cities in the underworld has an 18-story building, symbolizing the 18 levels of hell, and they are almost all the tallest buildings in the city.
Jin Lingfei came and announced the specific rules of the tripod competition, but Jianchou did not have time to read it and did not understand it at the moment.
But she could understand what Chen Tingyan said.
There are three rounds of fighting for the tripod.
In the first round, the ten major ghost clans and the Eight Directions Hell Palace each nominate a certain number of people to enter the next round directly. Others who want to participate will compete for a place according to the rules announced by the Golden Order.
Is it held on the 18th floor this year
Jianchou suddenly became interested and nodded, "I have nothing to do now, so I can go and broaden my horizons. But I don't know what the specific rules are this year?"
As he spoke, Jianchou had already walked out of the house.
Chen Tingyan naturally knew that she had accepted his invitation. He thought that he had taken another step towards success and couldn't help but look a little excited.
"There are not many changes. The first ninety-nine days of the Golden Order are spent on selecting the entrants. The ten great ghost clans and the Eight Directions Hell Palace decide the quotas, and the others will fight for their places."
He walked out with Jianchou.
"Eight tripod rings have been placed on the tenth floor of the eighteen-story building this year, and only one will appear at a time. Once one is taken away, a new one will appear. Whoever can reach the first ten floors and get the tripod ring will be qualified to enter the second round."
After that, Chen Tingyan handed a jade slip to Jianchou and said with a smile: "The rules of this year's Ding Competition have already been announced. You were injured that day and needed to recuperate urgently, so I didn't have time to give it to you. Now take a look at it."
Things like this are all similar in the world.
However, some rules need to be known at that time, such as Zuo Sanqian’s small meeting; some rules have been established early and preparations can be made early, such as the Jiyu Ding competition.
Jianchou did not refuse. He took it and looked at it carefully.
The above is indeed as Chen Tingyan said—
In the first round, except for the Eight Directions Yama Palace and the Ten Great Ghost Clans, everyone else competes through the eighteen floors upstairs;
The second round was a written test that Jianchou had already known about, similar to the imperial examination. Each person had to answer questions, and only those who answered 80% of the questions correctly could enter the third round.
only…
The third round was actually held in the eighteen levels of hell!
After the second round of ghost cultivation, one needs to start from the first layer closest to the ground and go down step by step, going deeper into hell layer by layer until reaching the eighteenth layer.
The ghost cultivator who finally remained on the eighteenth floor was the final "Ding Yuan"!
The moment he saw the rules, Jianchou couldn't help but be surprised: "This..."
The Eighteen Levels of Hell are where all sentient beings trapped in the cycle of reincarnation are punished, and those imprisoned therein are those who are deemed to have "done more evil than good."
There has always been a saying that there are "18 levels of hell and 100,000 evil spirits" on the isolated island on earth. It goes without saying that this is a very sinister existence.
Put the Ding Zheng here...
Even though he had experienced many storms, he could not help but feel a chill.
"And... what if there are only two people left on the eighteenth floor?"
Jianchou stared at the two words "Ding Yuan" again and began to have such doubts.
At this moment, she and Chen Tingyan had already walked onto the street and saw the building not far away.
The eighteen-story building is like a towering column, with octagonal eaves rising high and painted dark black. There are already crowds of people and a lot of noise below.
People kept coming from afar, walking quickly into the building with excited looks on their faces.
Chen Tingyan naturally noticed the lively scene today. After hearing Jianchou's question, he turned around and looked at her with an inexplicable smile, and asked back, "Why are there two people?"
How come there aren't two people
It is entirely possible that two people entered together.
Jianchou was about to ask something, but when he met Chen Tingyan's indescribable look, his heart suddenly skipped a beat and he became speechless.
Tripod fight.
This is not Zuo Sanqian's small meeting where the emphasis is on not losing lives at all costs, but the Jiyu Ding Competition.
Although there are good and evil ghost cultivators here, their behavior is more like that of evil demons. Since there is only one person in Ding Yuan, if two people really enter, it will definitely be a bloodbath...
The expression on Jianchou's face changed.
Chen Tingyan saw it and knew that she had read the rules of this cauldron fight. He only added one sentence, "The cauldron fight has always been a matter of life and death."
This rule has always been the default and is not included in the rules every time.
With a sigh in his heart, Jianchou shook his head and smiled: "So there really is only one Ding Yuan, I am too ignorant."
"Don't even mention you. Even I was scared for a while at first."
Chen Tingyan spread his hands somewhat exaggeratedly as a way of comforting Jianchou.
Jianchou was recalling in his mind the friends he met at Zuo Sanqian's party.
Lu Xiangleng, Jiang Wenchao, Xiahou She, Zuo Liu, Xiao Jin, Ruhua Gongzi…
Although they are at loggerheads on stage, they can actually share weal and woe.
Although Zuo Sanqian in the Central Region is only a piece of the vast land of the 19 continents, it has an air of paradise, different from other places.
Pei Qian from the Northern Territory, whom she met by chance, was a man of deep scheming, decisive and ruthless character, and not a good person;
She had heard that in the wild southeast, people ate raw meat and drank blood, killing was rampant, and heretics were rampant;
The starry sea of tomorrow that she knew was a gathering place of nine streams, with white bones on the road and red blood in the river;
…
All these things have nothing to do with Zuo Sanqian.
The extreme area that the accident has reached now is undoubtedly similar to the southeast wilderness and the sea of stars of tomorrow.
The Tripod Contest…
A killing spree
When such a thought suddenly popped up in Jianchou's mind, she couldn't help but smile and shook her head. After all, it had nothing to do with her, so she simply stopped thinking about it.
When the two of them reached the eighteenth floor, they saw that the crowd was so crowded that even moving had become difficult.
There seemed to be a checkpoint ahead, where someone was collecting the black jade before letting people in.
Handfuls of black jade, like broken stones, flowed straight into the large box at the entrance to the eighteenth floor.
Chen Tingyan looked ahead and saw that there were still people queuing up. He sighed, "Well, we have to queue up again. I was going to look for you before dawn today. I wanted to come here early to see you, but I didn't expect that I was still late..."
He is a very outstanding figure among the new generation of the Ghost King clan, and has already attracted many people to tell others and come to see him.
Chen Tingyan had expected this, but he still didn't expect it to be so lively.
He sighed, beat his chest and stamped his feet, looking ahead with a face full of depression.
Jianchou was not in a hurry at all. Instead, he felt curious, as if he was going to a theater to watch a play.
She glanced at the big box containing the black jade, and only remembered what Chen Tingyan had said before, that only some people from the ten major ghost clans and the Eight Directions Yama Palace could run the "business" related to the Ding Zheng. Isn't this a huge business
In the City of the Dead, many people were gathering on the eighteenth floor.
Of course, you cannot enter if you don't hand in the Xuanyu, but even if you just wait downstairs to listen to the latest news, that would be fine.
It was already bright outside.
Shanhai City had disappeared at some point, as if it had never appeared. The sky that had been blocked was also revealed. Although it was still dim, it gave people a sense of vastness.
The archway of the registration office cast a long, blurry shadow on the ground. The little police officer guarding in front was tired after a night of yawning.
The new ghosts who had just received their jade identity tags came out of the registration office door one after another.
The big-headed ghost and the small-headed ghost followed Zhang Tang and walked at the back of all the new ghosts. Both of them were very tired today.
"This is really a curse. I've never heard of so many wrongfully dead ghosts before. Why are there so many wrongfully dead ghosts now that it's our turn to do this job? Oh, I'm so tired!"
The little-headed ghost was about to stick out his tongue and complained as he walked.
The big-headed ghost was so tired that he couldn't even speak. He just kept nodding: "Yes, yes."
Only Zhang Tang in front had a high level of cultivation, and he did not sway at all when he walked, and remained steady as always.
After hearing the little ghost's complaints, his slightly frowned brows tightened even more.
He raised his eyes and moved his gaze forward, landing on the new ghosts who had already left one after another.
Unlike the previous group of ghosts who only had Jianchou, this group of new ghosts who came to the City of the Dead to register had more than fifty people. Most of them wore long gowns and had gentle faces, clearly dressed like scholars, with only seven or eight exceptions.
Because he had served as an official in Daxia, Zhang Tang was very familiar with the attire of these people. Most of them were students of the Imperial College. Some of them even knew Zhang Tang and were extremely surprised when they first saw him.
Over the past half month, the number of Daxia scholars who were sent to the City of Wrongful Death was almost three hundred, and all of them did not "die of old age" but "die unjustly against the will of heaven"!
Zhang Tang was lost in thought as he slowly walked under the archway.
He remembered some of the things he had asked these people.
Not long ago, a lot of strange things happened in the Imperial College of Daxia.
Almost all the words on the books disappeared completely. The teachers and students who were studying in the prison also began to behave strangely. They forgot all the books they had memorized not long ago, and sometimes they couldn't even recognize a single word.
Often, when they fall asleep, they lose consciousness and their souls return to the underworld.
No one knew where this incident started, except for one person who mentioned it tremblingly, saying that these things happened after the "National Master" returned.
National Master...
Zhang Tang was not unfamiliar with this title.
Isn't it thanks to this "Master Fu" that he can get here
Now, many people have lost their lives...
Is Daxia going to be in chaos, with evil spirits everywhere
His eyelids slowly drooped, and Zhang Tang was still in deep thought.
The little-headed ghost at the back felt a little frightened. He was still pinching a spell in his hand, using the paper talisman he had given to Jianchou before to determine Jianchou's location.
"Well, Lao, Lao Zhang, I heard that Li Han from the Ghost King Clan is going to the eighteenth floor today to fight for a spot in the cauldron. Datou and I are going to look for the Great Master Jianchou to take a look. Do you want to come with us?"
After much deliberation, the little ghost came up and told Zhang Tang about it.
Zhang Tang was a little absent-minded.
He didn’t hear the first half of what the little-headed ghost said, he only heard the part after “Great Master Jianchou” and nodded subconsciously.
The little ghost was suddenly delighted, thinking that he had hit the right spot for Zhang Tang.
It was widely rumored that Zhang Tang was appreciated by King Qin Guang of the Eight Directions Yama Palace, and that he had been earmarked to advance directly to the second round. Although Cui Jue seemed to be at odds with him at that time, he was still ordered to take good care of him.
Zhang Tang, who wanted to participate in the Ding dispute, should naturally be interested in the affairs of the Ding dispute.
So the little ghost thought about going to watch the fun.
Zhang Tang agreed so quickly that he felt proud. He felt that his relationship with Zhang Tang had become closer and he was holding on to this strong supporter more firmly.
At that moment, the small-headed ghost continued to pinch the hand seal, pulled the big-headed ghost, and became excited: "This way, this way, it seems that the Great Master Jianchou is also on the ground floor and on the upper floor."
Two were full of joy, the other was as cold as ice, and they walked forward together.
There are quite a few new ghosts nearby who don’t know where to go. They are all those who died not long ago and have just arrived in the City of the Dead.
Although the little ghost chattered and introduced a lot to them along the way, when they really arrived in this unfamiliar place, everyone felt a little nervous. Fortunately, they basically knew each other and could walk together to give themselves courage, otherwise they would have been scared to death in this city.
Even the new ghosts who were not familiar with the school couldn't help but squeeze into the group of scholars, wanting to go with everyone.
There was only one exception.
He was quite tall and wearing a black cloak, so he must be a man.
His entire face was hidden behind the hood, making it impossible to see his appearance clearly. Standing on the street, he looked like a shadow painted with thick ink. He had no presence and no one noticed him.
While everyone was chattering about their future destinations, he just looked ahead.
Zhang Tang and the two little ghosts were gradually going away.
The corners of his lips, hidden in the shadow, curled up slightly.
He remembered what he had just heard, and followed the direction they were going. He took silent steps, joined the crowd around him, and moved forward as well.
In front of the building on the eighteenth floor.
Chen Tingyan and Jianchou have been waiting for a long time.
Seeing that Chou was calm, Chen Tingyan shook his head and sighed repeatedly: "It's a pity that my people have already gone in, otherwise I would have asked them to help and this wouldn't have happened."
"It doesn't matter. We are not in a hurry. Besides, hasn't the ghost cultivator from the Ghost King Clan arrived yet?"
While standing there, Jianchou had already found out the situation of this important character today.
Li Han, the new generation of the Ghost King clan.
The ten major ghost clans have their own rankings, with the Ghost King, Day-wandering, Night-wandering, Impermanence, and Ox-headed clans ranking in the top five, with the Ghost King clan ranking first.
This year, each of the top ten ghost clans has five places, all given to the best of the clan.
This Li Han has been practicing for more than thirty years. He had been in seclusion for ten years before. After coming out of seclusion, he had already reached the middle stage of Jade Nirvana. It can be said that he has an extraordinary talent.
If he had not practiced for enough years and was determined to participate in this competition, I am afraid that in a few years, he would have been a strong contender for the "Ding Yuan" in the next competition.
With this person's current strength, he can only rank sixth in the Ghost King clan which is full of talented people.
Unlucky number six.
Therefore, in this competition for the tripod, Li Han did not get a place from his clan and could only go up to the eighteenth floor to get it.
As soon as the news came out, the entire City of the Dead became lively.
Therefore, it was nothing for Jianchou and Chen Tingyan to wait here for so long just to watch a master fight.
Although Jianchou was open-minded, Chen Tingyan was dissatisfied and muttered, "Humph, this young master is also in the Jade Nirvana stage. How many years have I only been here? Even if I swallowed pills, I am better than him... Really, you dare to let this young master queue up..."
Hearing this, Jianchou blushed slightly.
Swallowing pills to cultivate is not a rare thing, but she was impressed by someone who boasted about it so proudly.
Chen Tingyan is really not an ordinary person.
With a sigh in his heart, Jianchou wanted to persuade him, but just as he opened his mouth, a cheerful voice came over -
"Jianchou Da... No, Jianchou! Jianchou!"
He seemed to want to call her something else, but suddenly realized that this was not the right place to call her that in public, so he quickly changed his words.
This voice sounds particularly familiar. I haven't heard it for a while.
Jianchou looked up in the direction of the voice and saw a little-headed ghost in front of him.
He squeezed into the crowd first, waved to Jianchou, ran to her, and said excitedly: "I finally found you. You are here to see Li Han as well, right?"
Before Jianchou went out, she sensed the sound of the paper talisman. Now that the little-headed ghost came up to her, she was a little surprised, but only for a moment.
"Come and see the fun, what about you guys?"
"We just sent a new batch of ghosts here. We've been busy from midnight till dawn. We're exhausted!"
The little ghost was complaining to Jianchou, and then said happily: "We heard that there was something exciting to watch, and we were planning to find you to watch it together, but we didn't expect you to be here too."
Jianchou was happy, and although he knew what this poor little guy was planning, he didn't mind at all.
She smiled and said, "Then we can go in together to see what's going on."
As she spoke, she raised her head and looked behind the little-headed ghost.
Chen Tingyan, who was standing next to her, only realized at this moment that this little ghost who suddenly appeared was actually acquainted with Jianchou? He spoke so casually, perhaps they were familiar with each other
us
we
Isn't this just one
Chen Tingyan suddenly became curious and looked over along with Jianchou.
When he saw this, he was stunned.
The little ghost has a sharp head and is smart, so he can squeeze through the crowd without any effort.
The big-headed ghost was in a miserable situation. He had a big head and a slow mind, so he clumsily followed the small-headed ghost, squeezing together and sweating all over his forehead before he finally got close.
However, not far behind the big-headed ghost, the crowd that had originally gathered around him gradually separated and slowly made way for a path.
A man in official uniform walked over with heavy and steady steps.
His face was dull, as if everyone owed him a life. He was rigid, dull and stern.
Chen Tingyan recognized him and recalled the memorials that this clerk had written to criticize his father in Daxia. He was so angry that his heart was blocked and he couldn't help but sneered: "Look, isn't this the powerful Zhang Tang, the Minister of Justice? Long time no see, you're not dead yet!"
At that moment, the situation was extremely tense!
Jianchou, the big-headed ghost and the small-headed ghost were all stunned: What is going on
Only Zhang Tang remained calm.
He looked up at Chen Tingyan and knew this former "Mr. Chen Si", but he didn't care.
Zhang Tang always only fought with people of the same level as his father, Chen Taifu. When it came to Chen Tingyan, although he had some skills, he was still too young and not good enough.
Therefore, he just put his hands into his wide sleeves and said calmly: "Don't worry, Zhang has died once, and he can't die again."