The night of the second day of junior high school was cold, only the stars were shining, but the shadow of the moon could not be seen. The sky and the earth seemed extremely lonely, and the night lost its soul.
But the ghost town at night is not lonely.
The city is empty and silent, but there are many phosphorous fires. From a distance, the color is gloomy and cold, but it is frightening. In between, there are also ghosts and spirits shuttling.
Most of these wandering ghosts are ghosts with incomplete souls and no sense of consciousness.
They don't know where they came from, and they don't know where they are going, they just wander around aimlessly, which seems redundant and sad in this world.
A ghost with an incomplete soul cannot even enter the gate of the ghost mansion. In the end, it either disappears in the world, or is swallowed by a more powerful ghost.
Charles hugged Jiang Wuyi tightly, wishing he could tuck himself into Jiang Wuyi's sleeves, but there were so many people here that they couldn't turn back into a dragon, so the child had no choice but to be cowardly.
Jiang Wuyi lowered his eyes and stretched out his hand to Xiaolong: "Hold you?"
Xiao Zai Zai was a little moved, but there were too many people around here, and thinking about Han Yue's joke at night, he shook his head with pride, and hugged Jiang Wuyi's arm: "That's good."
Jiang Wuyi felt a little regretful, thought for a while, and quietly stretched out his hand to wrap around Xiaolong's waist.
Charles was surrounded, and he still felt a little scared at first, but after being hugged like this for a while, he felt a little more secure, so he stretched out his hand to grab Jiang Wuyi's clothes, and stared at the front.
At the gate of the ghost city at this moment, Sect Master Liao and Sect Master Huang are sending disciples to paint various formations on the ground.
These formations are just some defensive formations, which can resist the Yin spirits, and the purpose is only to survive until dawn when the Yin soldiers attack.
Yin soldiers are different from ordinary ghosts, not to mention that they died on ancient battlefields for a long time, but the evil spirit is not comparable to ordinary ghosts. One of the most troublesome ghosts, even the cunning sorcerers in Hongzhai Yizhuang can't avoid it.
So when Jiang Wuyi proposed to draw out the Yin soldiers, many people responded with an opposing attitude. But Jiang Wuyi was firm and said he didn't need their help, so the owner Huang agreed.
The group was busy, Xiao Jue and Liao Chengyin stood silently on both sides of Sect Master Liao, but no one said anything, the atmosphere was stiff.
Xiaolong looked around, and accidentally saw the Buddha bell flower Liao Chengyin hung on the saddle of the deer. He couldn't help being curious, but he didn't dare to let go of Jiang Wuyi's hand, and dragged him to ask together.
"I've seen this flower on Qingyue's body. It can emit light and repel evil things!"
Liao Cheng smiled, and the white silk on his face was replaced by light blue, and his body was also changed into a light blue student uniform, dignified and decent: "Do you like it?"
Xiaolong didn't particularly like it, but he knew that this flower could repel ghosts, so he nodded and said, "Can I exchange gems with you?"
Xiao Jue frowned in disgust, snorted coldly, not knowing what it meant, turned around and walked to a distance, Liao Chengyin hadn't spoken yet, but was interrupted by Jiang Wuyi, who stretched out his hand to hug Xiaolong, and hugged Xiaolong directly. Walk.
Liao Chengyin's side was suddenly empty, and he turned his head in confusion.
With his waist supported by him, Xiaolong felt some pain, so he leaned towards him and lay on his shoulder: "Jiang Yan, put me down quickly, it hurts so much."
Jiang Wuyi walked a few more steps before placing the child on the ground, and said coldly, "Don't take other people's things."
Xiaolong Zaizai glanced at him, lowered his head and rubbed his painful waist: "Oh..."
Jiang Wuyi stretched out his hand to massage him: "Does it hurt you?"
Xiaolong nodded, Jiang Wuyi put his hands on his waist and rubbed it twice, and he didn't know what to think of, suddenly his ears turned red, silently withdrew his hands, and didn't touch again.
Lord Dragon God has lived for nearly two thousand years, but he has never hugged someone's waist so intimately.
But he was about to ignite spontaneously, but Xiaolong didn't respond. Jiang Wu looked around, feeling helpless and melancholy in his heart. Facing such a child with no distracting thoughts, he suddenly didn't know what to do.
Unknowingly, the time is approaching, but Shen Sansi, who was originally staying in the Yizhuang, followed, and moved closer to the little dragon cub nervously.
Charles was puzzled: "Didn't you say not to come?"
Shen Sansi's face was full of confusion: "I thought about it carefully, and I think it's safer to walk with you than to stay in Yizhuang."
Xiaolong didn't ask any more, because the words were true. If it wasn't for the opposite person, if he met the big one, as long as he stood by Jiang Wuyi's side, he would always feel stable.
Charles didn't know how to describe the feeling, but this man was like magic.
Shen Sansi suddenly bumped Xiaolong's shoulder, said: "This Huang Zhuangzhu is really not an ordinary person."
Xiaolong was curious: "Him? What happened to him?"
Shen Sansi touched his chin: "I looked around today, and most of the people in this Yizhuang are fierce and bloody, but this person is different. Blind my eyes."
Xiaolong looked over, but didn't feel that this person was so special, but the owner of the villa looked really decent, and it was hard to imagine that such a person would be the owner of Hongzhai Yizhuang.
Jiang Wuyi stood beside him silently, and said after hearing the words: "Yin and Yang complement each other to form the Tao, and only people like him can hold down this Yizhuang."
Shen Sansi nodded, but the little dragon was at a loss: "What is Yin and Yang? What is Dao?"
Jiang Wuyi and Shen Sansi really stopped, not knowing where to start.
This question was really well asked, and it really explained that several people might just sit down here, and Xiaolong is a character who asks to the end, so the two of them had a rare tacit understanding and changed the topic.
Shen Sansi coughed lightly: "When will the Yin soldiers be brought out?"
Jiang Wuyi quickly replied: "Zi Shi."
Sure enough, Xiaolong Zaizai forgot what he was talking about and asked, "But there is no moon today."
This is what Shen San thought to ask.
When he ran out, he felt that Yizhuang was not very safe, and he was really curious about how Jiang Wuyi would lure the Yin soldiers out on this day when the moon could not even be seen.
A few hours ago, the disciples of the two sects retreated back to Yizhuang, only Master Hong and Liao were left to cooperate with a few disciples from the inner sect. The group hid in the formation at the gate of Yizhuang, quietly waiting for Jiang No one will lead the Yin soldiers out.
What everyone didn't expect was that Jiang Wuyi didn't cast any spells, and turned out a piece of shiny spiritual jade from the storage bag. The spiritual jade flew up leisurely, and went straight to the sky, transforming The shadows of Zuo and the full moon are getting brighter and brighter.
Everyone looked over one after another, but no one had ever seen such a magic weapon, which covered the sky and covered the sun, and the moonlight slowly fell on the ground. As expected, when the twilight time arrived, subtle vibrations came from the surface.
The amplitude of the vibration was not large, but after that, the surrounding air suddenly became cold.
Xiaolong didn't know what the so-called Yin soldiers were, but he subconsciously thought that it would not be a good thing, but Jiang Yan's ability to summon the moon really surprised him.
The spirit jade acted as the moon, the ghost city and the ghost mansion were at the border, and immediately attracted by the moonlight, a gap appeared in the deep mountain.
The gap is so narrow that it should be impossible for people to pass through it, but there are several streams of sinister air wafting from it, which makes people shudder.
Shen Sansi and Charles raised their heads as if feeling something, and moved towards each other at the same time.
Xiaolong stared at the direction outside the city gate, always feeling that something huge was about to appear there, so he tugged Jiang Wuyi's sleeve timidly: "Jiang Yan, don't go far."
Jiang Wuyi patted Xiaolong's head comfortingly: "It's nothing, follow me closely."
While speaking, there was a sound of iron hooves shaking the mountains and forests from afar, and it was menacing, as if there were a large number of soldiers and horses ahead, about to sweep the city.
The light of the moon in the sky was the brightest, but it was still slightly different from the real moon. The leader of the Yin soldiers wore armor and looked up at the sky suspiciously. Son.
No one thought about what it would be like to deceive the Yin soldiers. They might be taken into a ghost mansion, or they might die without a place to bury them. Yin soldiers.
Zhuang Zhuang looked sideways at Han Yue: "Young Master Jiang is a strange person. I have lived with ghosts in Yizhuang for many years, but no one dared to deal with Yin soldiers. Sure enough, there are many capable people in the court, and I can't compare them." , but I don’t know what sect this person studied under, and what kind of way? Huang wants to make friends.”
Han Yue smiled: "Master Huang also said that this is a strange person. Since he is a strange person, how can he be easily used by others? Han and Mr. Jiang are actually not familiar with each other. If Master Huang really wants to make friends, why don't you ask him yourself?" ask."
Huang Mingxiao's probing words were pushed back by four or two thousand catties, and he looked away, not knowing what he was thinking, but Mr. Liao who was at the side was overjoyed.
The three forces in Chu Nan are fighting, and it is inevitable to fight openly and secretly. If Huang Mingxiao is the first to win over, wouldn't it be a bad thing
However, no one paid attention to the intrigue between the two suzerains, and the rest of the people really admired Jiang Wuyi somewhat.
The spirit jade that day was obviously a magic weapon with spiritual consciousness. Everyone couldn't see the depth of Jiang Wuyi, and they couldn't even detect his cultivation base. Even if he controlled the magic energy, he didn't seem to have the slightest spiritual power The power fluctuates, restrained and deep.
Charles didn't understand this, he just felt that the large number of ghost soldiers in front of him were not as frightening as other ghosts, so he let go of Jiang Wuyi's sleeve, leaned forward, and looked ahead carefully.
The Yin soldiers in front of them were all wearing armor and riding skeleton horses. The face is indistinct. All I could see was a mass of Yin Qi, which was dark.
And among them, there are many soldiers with wild ghosts in their hands, which are wandering souls that can't be avoided. Presumably, the sudden appearance of the moon caught them off guard, and ghosts and monsters that should be avoided at ordinary times have all been caught at this moment. is on.
Charles and Shen Sansi squatted on the ground, and looked over there secretly together, but the Yin soldier's excuse was actually meaningless, Xiaolong looked half-hearted after watching for a while, and turned his head to look at Jiang Wuyi.
There was something wrong with Jiang Wuyi's expression.
Seeing Xiaolong looking up at him, he explained in a low voice: "The dragon scale is not here."
Xiaolong was surprised: "Could it be that you are wrong?"
Jiang Wuyi shook his head: "I can sense the breath of the dragon scale..."
Before he finished speaking, Xiaolong saw a strange figure from the corner of the eye, his heart trembled, and he looked at it intently, and quickly took a deep breath, holding Jiang Wuyi tightly.
"Jiang Yan! Look over there!"
At the same time, other people also saw this wonderful scene.
Among the Yin soldiers in the middle, there was a tall and burly figure. The armor on his body was not the same as other Yin soldiers, but the skin on his body was like moldy cheese, and he was riding a black horse. undead horse.
And the most unusual thing is that whether it is the undead horse or the "Yin Soldier" sitting on it, the neck is bloody and there is no head.
The scar looked like it had been slashed by some force. His worn cloak was hanging behind his back. When the wind blew, everyone found that he was holding a bloody head in one hand, and the other hand was holding the carabiner. A giant sword with a cold light.
Everyone was suspicious, what kind of monster is this? But when he looked carefully, he found that the horseshoes under his feet had left horseshoe marks on the ground, which was clearly different from those Yin soldiers, and was a real entity.
What makes people feel funny is that he just sneaked in so blatantly, and he was not found.
Xiaolong hurriedly grabbed Jiang Wuyi: "Do you remember the story I told you earlier?"
Jiang Wuyi thought for a moment: "You mean, the story of the Headless Horseman?"
Xiaolong nodded heavily, and Jiang Wuyi suddenly realized that, from this point of view, he was also a species from another world.
The rest of the people didn't understand, Shen Sansi claimed to be a polymath, but he didn't understand what these two people were talking about, but for a while, no one dared to step forward to test what that thing was, so they could only ask curiously: " What exactly is this?"
Xiaolong Zizai even lowered his head, trying to hide: "Shh, don't let him find out, the Headless Horseman is a low-level demon, once he finds the target, he will keep chasing and killing him until dawn... Anyway, it's very troublesome stuff."
Those Yin soldiers gradually walked past the city gate, Jiang Wuyi stood up, and walked along with him, Xiaolong hurriedly followed, and saw those Yin soldiers patrolling around, caught a few ghosts, and went back to the mountain stream when they went back .
And the Headless Horseman was also in the middle, but nothing changed.
Until the group was about to send the Yin soldiers back to the ghost mansion, Jiang Wuyi did not find any trace of Longlin.
This is a bit strange, Jiang Wuyi's mind moved slightly, looking at the mountain stream that was about to close, thoughtful.
Xiaolong also looked over curiously, and just as he took a step forward, he felt someone hit him hard, his feet slipped, he pulled Shen Sansi and fell into the gap.
Jiang Wuyi's heart tightened, and he jumped in together without even thinking about it. The exit of the mountain stream was immediately closed, and there was no sign of him anymore.
Xiaolong fell from the gap, and his whole body hurt from the fall, but when he stood up from the ground and looked around the dark surroundings, he found that Shen Sansi had disappeared.
The place was dark, fortunately Xiaolong's night vision ability was strong, but even so, the sense of fear still pulled his thinking, making it difficult for him to move forward.
What made him move forward was the ghost wandering from behind.
A few female ghosts came, with long tongues hanging down to the ground, breasts exposed, blue characters tattooed all over their bodies, blue-faced fangs, Xiaolong took a look and shuddered instantly, feeling that the long red tongues were disgusting Very, so hurried forward.
But I didn't want those female ghosts to see him, their eyes lit up, and after a little shaking, they turned into a normal look. Although they were still ghostly, they were not so unsightly.
The female ghost in the lead stuffed her tongue back into her throat, and chased after her leisurely: "Young master, come by yourself, it's so lonely to go on the road alone, do you want my sister to accompany you to have fun, and then walk on the road to Huangquan, this life will not be in vain~"
Xiaolong looked down and saw her bright red nails, felt his scalp go numb, and quickly shook his head: "No, no, go away!"
The surrounding female ghosts turned around him: "I'm shy, it really is a child, or a baby, hahahaha..."
This laughter could almost stab Xiaolong Zaizai into his mind, so he angrily called out the cloud and mist, pushed these female ghosts away with great effort, turned around and ran away.
It wasn't until he ran for a long time that Xiaolong saw an incomparably gorgeous bridge in the distance, but the bridge was downwards, surrounded by clouds and mist, and he didn't know where it would lead.
But there was a long queue at the entrance, full of ghosts and spirits.
The sight of the ghosts almost made Xiaolong tremble, he took a breath, and thought of Jiang Wuyi's name in his heart, but he didn't know when Jiang Wuyi would come.
Just as he was thinking, he was pushed hard and fell to the ground and rolled around.
His current physique and skin are very delicate. Although no blood flowed out, his arms were covered with bruises. The dragon's horn also hit a big rock, and the little boy's eyes were red, and physiological tears rolled down instantly. , Covering the corners of the mouth and taking a small breath.
This appearance is too pitiful, but it made the hanged ghost who just pushed him a little bit unbearable: "Child, you are dead, why are you pretentious? Are you stuck here looking for a fight? The front row is so long, do you still want to rush?" Have you had soup?"
Xiaolong raised his head and asked, "Do you want soup?"
The hanged ghost didn't answer, turned around and went to the entrance of the bridge to line up, Xiaolong patted his clothes and stood up, and sure enough, he saw a stack at the entrance, with a big pot on it, smelling fragrant, and he didn't know what it was cooking.
And most of the ghosts obediently took their bowls and went to line up to get the soup.
The taste is really strange, sweet and tempting, Xiaolong Cub rubbed his stomach, and then came forward, the soup was served by a beautiful woman, without even looking at him, he shouted: "Hurry up and get the bowl yourself, dawdle! "
The ghosts around seemed to be anxious too. The hanged ghost just now looked at him with a confused face, and reached out to take a bowl to him: "It's not worth it, don't meet me in the next life and ask me for favors."
Xiaolong didn't quite understand, he just took the bowl in a daze, and the woman filled it with soup for him, the color of the soup is really beautiful, like a starry sky, dotted with stars.
I don't know why, when Xiaolong smelled the smell, he felt sore in his heart, and faintly wanted to cry. After looking at it a few more times, he brought the bowl to his mouth.
But before he could drink it, he was dragged away by a graceful and luxurious woman.
Xiaolong raised his eyes in surprise, the woman in front of him had a smile in her eyes, with clusters of bright red flowers sticking between her eyebrows, she was more beautiful than all the women he had ever seen.
Next to her was a man in white, standing behind her in a daze, looking a little dazed, with a pure white mask on his face, and the aura on his body was no different from those ghosts.
However, this beauty actually pulled him far away, snatched his soup bowl, and threw it into the yellow spring beside him.
Seeing him in a daze, the beauty sighed and said: "You dare to put anything in your mouth, but the Dragon Clan will send a silly boy, do you know what kind of soup it is?"
Xiaolong asked curiously, "What soup?"
The beauty smiled and said: "That's Mengpo soup, after drinking it, you will forget your past, and you will be dragged into reincarnation by ghost messengers."
Xiaolong said in a daze, "Oh, then... thank you."
The beauty chuckled, but she didn't look coquettish, her beauty revealed majesty, which was impossible to ignore: "You kid is really interesting, but you came at the right time, save me and look for you later, Nong, you keep this token , in the future, if someone is in trouble, show the token."
Xiaolong looked at her strangely: "Who are you? Why are you giving me this thing?"
The beauty sized him up for a while, and said: "Since you don't know, you should regard me as a passer-by. It's better not to reveal it to others, especially Qi Yan and Han Yue, remember?"
Xiaolong tilted his head to look at her: "Why?"
He was a little suspicious of the woman, and looked left and right while holding the token, and the beauty said, "It's because I don't want to be found out."
Xiaolong couldn't understand what was written on the token, so he held it awkwardly, and just turned his head, but saw the headless horseman chasing Shen Sansi with a huge sword at the water's edge not far away.
Xiaolong Zaizai's eyes widened instantly, and he turned to leave.
The beauty behind him followed him and asked, "Is that someone you know?"
Charles nodded, and the beauty looked at the Headless Horseman with a bit of thought in her eyes: "The things behind this are a bit weird and interesting..."
She lowered her eyes, turned her head and called, "Qu Lian, go."
The masked man flew forward, kicked Shen Sansi to Xiaolong's side, and then raised his hand to block the headless horseman's attack.
He moved so fast that he didn't even use a weapon, he played the headless horseman around, and Shen Sansi finally saw his relatives, and hugged Xiaolong's thigh with snot and tears.
"My dear mother, what is all this..."
After finishing speaking, she continued to cry. The beauty glanced at him, then looked away, and said to the mask humanely: "Don't play with it, this is a rare thing, put it away, and look at it when you go back."
Sure enough, the masked man stopped moving, and threw a dice in front of the headless horseman. With a flash of inspiration, the headless horseman disappeared and was collected into the bright red dot of the dice.
Xiaolong looked amazed, Shen Sansi stopped the horror in his heart, let go of Xiaolong to catch his breath.
But when the two of them looked again, the beauty and the masked figure had disappeared.
Shen Sansi rubbed his nose: "Who is this?"
Come and go without a trace...
Xiaolong shook his head and was about to say something, but was suddenly hugged into a familiar embrace. He didn't even look at it, and shouted in surprise: "Jiang Yan!"
Jiang Wuyi took a deep breath before calming down: "It's me."
Xiaolong was not afraid now, and said to him with the token just now: "Jiang Yan, I just met two people!"
"A beautiful big beauty, one with a mask whose face can't be seen, they stopped me from drinking soup, and then gave me this thing."
However, as soon as Jiang Wuyi saw the token, his expression suddenly became icy cold.
Shen Sansi looked carefully, then took a deep breath: "My dear mother, it turned out that the woman just now is the eldest princess of Lin'an!"
Xiaolong gasped when he heard the words, and said in shock, "What? Princess!"
"yes!"
Shen Sansi nodded and said: "This kind of token is unique to the royal family, and it says Lin'an on it, isn't it the eldest princess's thing!"
Xiaolong looked at the place where the beauty disappeared just now, and regretted: "So she is a princess, I didn't even ask her name..."
He was regretting, but the jealous vat in Jiang Wuyi's heart was finally smashed, and he put away the token without hesitation.
Xiaolong was stunned: "Jiang Yan, the princess gave it to me."
Jiang Wuyi tried his best to suppress the bitterness in his heart.
He looked at Xiaolong for a long time, thought and thought, and finally answered the question solemnly: "Zai Zai, my mother was the former Dragon God."
Xiaolong tilted his head in doubt: "Your mother, what's the matter?"
Jiang Wuyi said with difficulty: "Yes, so, actually... if you must..."
Both Xiaolong and Shen Sansi stared at him, not knowing what he wanted to say.
However, Jiang Wuyi struggled for a long time, and finally he couldn't say it out, so he could only secretly ferment jealousy in his stomach full of boredom.
"Forget it, it's okay."
Dragon cub:? ?