There are some scrolls in the small bookcase, and there is a scroll on the top, and the evil spirit is clearly emanating from that scroll. With the appearance of the two of them, the demonic aura visibly trembled, and it exuded more violently.
It looks like a poisonous snake in a defensive posture, very ferocious.
The general and Zhong Xiaoqiu looked at each other in surprise, they just wanted to devour a few strangers to satisfy their greed, but they didn't expect to meet a demon.
After being surprised, the military commander and Zhong Xiaoqiu looked at Chen Guhong, this person's aura was also different, there was a kind of annoying feeling.
"Boy, who are you?" The general asked in a deep voice. While asking questions, the embroidered robe on the general's back was fluttering, and the wind was blowing.
"Who are you guys?" Chen Guhong picked up the sword beside him and put it on his knee, raised his head and looked at the two of them indifferently.
His expression was very calm, but his heart was extremely shaken.
There are ghosts in this world that are invisible to the naked eye, and they are the realm of the little ghost Gaozhuang. But just like people accumulate Taoism, after a long period of practice, ghosts can manifest and appear in the world.
Gao Zhuang didn't quite know what was going on, but he had heard of this realm and was called a big ghost.
And just as a scholar gains fame and fame, he becomes a scholar, just like raising a person, little ghosts and big ghosts are also different in ability, not just the difference in realm.
And it is almost crushing the general strength gap.
This kind of big ghost can break through the protection of the scholar's fame and take the scholar's life.
Chen Guhong saw that Wang Renmei hadn't come back for a long time, so he already guessed that there was a big ghost making trouble, but when he saw these two people, he was still surprised.
He only felt the strong ghostly aura, which almost made him suffocate. This kind of ghostly aura has already surpassed the ghostly aura when encountering ghost fetuses in Orange Town, it is gloomy and terrifying.
"It's not bad that you are a scholar with courage." Zhong Xiaoqiu giggled, the laughter sounded like that night owl's very unpleasant. Goodbye in the room. Except for Chen Guhong, the rest of the scholars were already scared out of their wits, and Xue Che even collapsed on the ground, completely passed out.
It's one thing to hear about it, but another thing to actually see it.
The impact of ghosts is really strong.
"I am Zhang Han, the general who is under the command of King Dashun. This is the aide of King Dashun, Mrs. Zhong." Zhang Han introduced.
"Chen Guhong, a swordsman." Chen Guhong said calmly, his expression unchanged. Now, even a fool can connect these two people with the legend of King Dashun.
"Swordsman?" He didn't show his pride. It can't be seen from the outside. Although Zhang Han and Zhong Xiaoqiu saw that Chen Guhong was different from ordinary people and guessed a thing or two, they were still shocked, because this kind of person existed three thousand years ago, and they were the nemesis of ghosts and monsters.
"It turns out that he is a swordsman, no wonder we feel disgusted." Zhang Han and Zhong Xiaoqiu looked at each other, showing endless murderous intent and vigilance.
That's all for a swordsman. He also took the demon on the road, seeing that there was still a ghostly aura between his brows, and he didn't know what other means he had. But don't capsize in the gutter.
The two had a tacit understanding, so they wanted to test how strong Chen Guhong was. Then decide whether to act or not. Zhong Xiaoqiu was full of water, and when he rolled his eyes, he thought about it.
She lost a glance at the many people in the room, and said with a gloomy quack: "Okay. I respect you as a swordsman, so I will give you a way to survive. But the people present want to leave us as rations, how about it?"
Xue Che has passed out. Many house servants also fainted. Only Wu Guangyao, Zhuo Jiezhao and others were left to chat with, except for Zhuo Jiezhao, who looked at Chen Guhong very nervously.
People's hearts are separated from their belly, and human nature is evil. How many words poured out the darkness of human nature, even though they got Chen Guhong's guarantee just now, they will inevitably be shaken at this moment.
It's not that they measure the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain, but because the other party is a fierce ghost, they met again by chance. To put it bluntly, if this matter was placed on them, they would have left the rest of them and fled in a hurry.
When things come to an end, it doesn't matter whether it is justice or injustice, promises or not.
Only Zhuo Jiezhao thought it was impossible, firstly Chen Guhong was perfect in her impression, reading his poems and poems, he had a genius and arrogance.
Secondly, she is sensitive by nature, and after a few observations just now, she feels that Chen Guhong is a decisive person who is hard to follow when he says a word.
At this moment, Chen Guhong laughed and said: "How can I ignore the ghosts making trouble?" After finishing speaking, Chen Guhong held the Kunwu sword in front of his chest, and his eyes shone brightly.
A gust of arrogance gushed out from his body, the arrogance was brighter than the day, in the eyes of a ghost it was as lethal as a fireball, in the eyes of a human it was a strong impact on the eyeballs.
"Humph!"
Zhang Han and Zhong Xiaoqiu snorted coldly, each of them filled their bodies with ghostly aura, and flew back a foot before stopping.
"what!"
Wu Guangyao, Zhuo Jiezhao and the others screamed and covered their eyes. After a while, both humans and ghosts got used to it. When they looked at Chen Guhong, they felt extremely shocked.
I saw Chen Guhong's hair fluttering slightly, his sleeves fluttering, his expression was very cold and merciless, that arrogance formed a white beam of light above his head, the beam of light shot up into the sky, broke through the roof and cast into the deep night sky middle. It also seemed to break through the dark clouds all over the sky, connect with the stars, and shoot towards the bullfight.
The background of Chen Guhong is like a dream.
"What is this? Is it a god?" Wu Guangyao was startled when he saw it, and shouted.
"Heroic and fierce, a man of the world." Zhang Han, the shock on Zhong Xiaoqiu's face permeated for a long time, and after a long time, Zhang Han said in an extremely complicated way.
Then the two looked at each other, and retreated in a very tacit understanding.
"Scholar, I will let you live."
Seeing this, Chen Guhong put away the arrogance outside his body, his eyes gradually dimmed and returned to normal. Shui Jianhan asked suspiciously: "Uncle, why don't you do it?"
"Although I have the guts to fight them, I'm afraid I won't be able to protect you." Chen Guhong reached out and touched his little niece's head, and said.
"uncle."
Shui Jianhan's little face was full of emotion when he heard the words, and he couldn't help calling out.
"Hehe." Chen Guhong chuckled.
Looking at Chen Guhong's expression, Wu Guangyao felt a little embarrassed when he remembered that he treated the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain just now. But it was difficult to speak, and after a while of embarrassment, he thought of an excuse and said: "Thank you Gu Hong for protecting us with his sword."
"One word from a gentleman, one quick whip. I, Chen Guhong, will not break my promise." Chen Guhong just said indifferently. A small sentence, but full of precipitation.
Among them, even mountains and rivers cannot compare with it.
"This is really a great husband." Wu Guangyao said sincerely in his heart.
Zhuo Jiezhao looked at it with a smile, and she knew that the person who could write such talented, arrogant and arrogant poems must have a very good character.