After drinking Zhi Yan's blood, I recovered my spirits, thinking that the ghost market would not be available until night, so I wasn't in a hurry.
He extended his hand to Zhi Yan again.
Zhiyan stared at me blankly: "You want blood?"
"No, the mirror on your body." As soon as these words came out, I clearly felt Mo Qing, who was holding my hand, froze slightly.
Zhi Yan honestly handed me the silver mirror, I smiled and told her to go out first and drive away all the people in the room. I turned my head to look at Mo Qing, opened the mirror in my palm, and showed it to Mo Qing: "Everything outside is settled, let's talk. You told me earlier, what's the name of this mirror?"
Mo Qing looked at the small silver mirror and remained silent.
"If I remember correctly, it seems to be called a peeping mirror, right?" I held him in my hand and shook it, "The peeping mirror, what have you been peeking at over the years? Let me hear it. "
Mo Qing sighed: "Swagger..."
I put the mirror around his neck: "Let me hear what you're thinking."
Mo Qing looked at me fixedly: "You want to know?"
"I would like to know."
He chuckled lightly: "Then don't need to talk about it." Before he finished speaking, he gently touched my lips like a dragonfly, "Understood?"
I raised my eyebrows to look at him: "That's it?"
Mo Qing's eyes dimmed, and without saying a word, he pressed it on my lips again, licked it gently, and tasted it carefully. I pushed him back with a backhand, slightly opened his shirt, and just as my fingertips touched his seductive collarbone, there was a thud behind him.
I gritted my teeth and bit Mo Qing's lips, he opened his eyes and waved his hand, only to hear a bang, Sima Rong's voice mournfully sounded: "Hey, I finally let this wooden man know. Instantaneous!"
Tsk, Sima Rong! Come early or late!
I sat up angrily, stared at the wooden man who had been beaten to pieces by Mo Qing, and scolded, "Speak! What's the matter!"
The wooden man's head rolled twice on the ground, and finally turned back to look at me: "Lu... Lu..."
"Yes, I'm resurrected! If you have something to say, go away."
Mo Qing also sat up next to me, calmly pulled the placket, and restored the place that I messed up.
What a shrewd person Sima Rong is, he realized it immediately, and he coughed: "Oh, it's better to be resurrected than to be resurrected, so that some people can live more miserably than ascetic monks every day."
Mo Qing raised his eyes and glanced at him lightly: "You seem to be busy recently? Are you short of things to do?"
Sima Rong laughed twice: "I heard that something happened to Chenji Mountain, I specially created an agent who knows the telekinesis to see you, I wanted to help you, but I didn't think it was too late. It doesn't matter if you order something you shouldn't see, I'll go first."
"Stop." I called him, walked over, picked up his head, buckled two eyes made of glass beads, and stuffed his eyes into the wooden man's mouth, "I know it shouldn't be seen, in the future Don't look blindly, and don't make a fool of yourself when you see it."
Mo Qing chuckled softly behind me, and Sima Rong's wooden man was so aggrieved that he was speechless.
I turned around, took off the silver mirror on Mo Qing's body, and hung it back on myself, he was a little stunned. It's like I'm surprised that I know this is a looking glass, and I'm willing to take it with me.
"Be sincere." I pointed to his heart, "I'll let you know everything you want to know about me."
Mo Qing's eyes softened and explained, "This is the only thing I took with me when I came out of the seal. I didn't know it was called a peeping mirror before, including when I gave it to you, I didn't know it had such a thing. The effect. Only after that, did I know. And I wanted to come back, but I couldn't speak."
When it came out of the seal, the only thing...
Mo Qing gave him to me, which is enough to explain his intentions.
"Go, finish other things early." I said, "I'll wait for you to come back."
His eyes were soft, he placed a light kiss on my forehead, and turned to leave.
Throughout the afternoon, Mo Qing was busy eliminating the rebels and rebuilding the Wanlu Sect. There were a lot of things in the entire sect waiting for him to deal with.
I waited until the night to put on my body, took Zhi Yan, and went to the ghost market. After standing there for a while, I felt a sense of loss of strength. The effect of Zhi Yan's blood disappeared, and I really left my soul.
I asked Zhi Yan to guard my body and wait for me, then turned around and ran to the restaurant in the forest in the ghost city.
But I went around the restaurant several times and didn't see Ziyou. I was about to go to the Qianpu of the Great Yin Underworld to look for him, but before I left, a clear voice of a man called me from behind.
As soon as I turned my head, I saw a man with a face like a crown jade, wearing a long robe, standing at the door of the restaurant with a slight smile: "Lu Zhaoyao."
I don't know him, but I did hear my name from his mouth, so I drifted back slightly cautiously and stared at him: "Who are you and why do you know me?"
"During the Bamboo Season, Ziyou should have mentioned to you that I am the owner of this restaurant."
Oh, I remembered, when I first met Ziyou, the boss he mentioned was different from other ghost market merchants. It's... a very good-looking boss, not quite the same as other ghosts in this ghost city, with a bit of ethereal air about him.
"I have two letters for you." As he said, he touched his arms. "One is from Cao Mingfeng..." He seemed to have been searching for a long time, and finally took out a letter and put it in me hands.
Cao Mingfeng? After thinking about it for a long time, I finally remembered, isn't that my ex-husband who was burned to the sky by me... I never thought that I would have the chance to hear this name again in this life, but he has already gone to the sky. , I can still ask this person to bring me a letter, which means that the person in front of me is also... an immortal
Serious and not adulterated or watery, isn't it like Luo Mingxuan who was named the number one, the heavenly, the legendary, the real immortal
"There's one more... hey... where did I put it?" He felt all over his body, looking for his sleeves and looking at the ground, more confused than a mortal.
I looked at him coldly, until he turned around for a long time and finally pulled out the letter from the other sleeve: "Oh, this is for you from Ziyou."
stay... for me
I reached out to take it and asked again, "Where did Ziyou go?"
"Forget everything that should be forgotten, it doesn't matter where you go."
The answer was really calm. But it was originally, he is the owner of this ghost market restaurant, and this kind of thing should be seen a lot. It's just... Thinking of Ziyou, I can't help but feel pity and regret. Originally, I wanted to come and tell him about his brother's current condition.
However, for Ziyou, those things are not important.
I opened Ziyou's letter, and there was not much written in it. The main idea was that I was very happy to meet me in the ghost market again. I couldn't wait for me to come back to the ghost market, and I also had some regrets. I hope there will be a chance to see you again in the next life.
A few strokes, very calm, no vicissitudes, and no emotion. In the end, he so calmly accepted the fact that he would forget everything. I read the letter with a calm expression and wished him the next life. Other than that, there is no other more suitable emotion.
The road is like this, and it will eventually come to an end. There is nothing to be sad about, and there is nothing to be sad about.
I received Ziyou's letter, and then expanded Cao Ning's letter. Unlike Ziyou, I wrote a large article in it. I read it all with apologies to me. He also mentioned that if there is any need for help in the future, you can ask Zhuji to pass the word.
I rolled my eyes, and immediately said to Zhu Ji: "You help me pass on a message to Cao Ning, I am a living soul now, I have found my body, but I haven't been in my body for a long time, I want to be resurrected, you Help me ask, does he have any solution?"
"You don't need to look for him." Zhu Ji said, "I can help you with an idea. Your situation is equivalent to the accidental separation of the soul from the living. You take your body to your hometown and let people call your name. Ordinary people call this method a call to the soul, call it three times, and you can return to the soul."
I was stunned: "So simple?"
"It's easy to find the right way." Zhuji smiled, "My way is absolutely right."
For the sake of Ziyou's admiration for him before, I intend to reluctantly believe him once.
Like Bamboo Season saying goodbye, I turned to leave, he smiled and waved at me behind me, and said, "Don't worry, you are the widow of an immortal, and no matter what you do, you will be blessed by God."
During this time as a ghost, after experiencing this experience in the ghost market, you told me that God will bless me
Hope so!
Lying back on my body, I asked Zhiyan to help me up, then I bit her finger and sucked some of her blood. Zhi Yan was a little aggrieved: "Great Demon King, you bite me like this without any hesitation?"
"No hesitation." I answered her decisively, "Go back and call someone, let's go to my hometown, and when we come back, I won't have to bite your finger."
"Your hometown?" Zhiyan asked me, "Where is your hometown?"
I mentioned Zhiyan, a teleportation technique, and went straight back to the Hall of No Evil: "One is called Po Shangouli, I haven't given a name, but I can find the way." Qing is not there.
I think it is because other peaks and mountains are too complicated, and I can't come back for the time being. Seventeen was sleeping on the table in my room. Her mana is not high, and her body needs to rest, but as soon as I moved outside the hall, she woke up inside, shouting happily all the way: "Sect Master Sect Master Sect Master." and ran out.
I thought to myself, it would be good to take Seventeen with me. She has a loud voice, so she must shout her name with love and loudness.
But before I could speak, a figure flashed in front of me again, and Lin Ziyu appeared out of thin air. When he saw me, he bowed first, and hurriedly walked towards the Hall of No Evil.
"Mo Qing is not here." I called him, "Tell me if you have anything."
As expected, he turned his head, bowed his head, knelt down, and said respectfully, "The sect master punished his subordinates for three days in prison, and I and I received a report from Sushan Qianluowei on the way. Jiang Wu of Xinshan was actually tonight, with the help of Jiangcheng's hidden treasure. Li, in the surprise attack on Qianchen Pavilion tonight, hundreds of thousands of Chen Pavilion disciples have been killed, Sushan's formation was broken, Qin Qianxian was seriously injured, and he was kidnapped and hidden somewhere."
Zhi Yan sucked in a breath of cold air, and I looked solemn.
Today Jiang Wu was cut into small pieces by Mo Qing in the morning, and he damaged a puppet. I don't know how to be a puppet, but I know that if you lose a puppet, your real body will also lose three points.
Jiang Wu died one this morning, and another immediately appeared at night. Is he strong and fearless, or... is he really fighting
This matter is done so urgently, and why is it only raiding Qianchen Pavilion...
A thousand strings, a thousand strings.
This Jiang Wu arrests people, but it is very subtle.
"I only told people last night that it was difficult to find me, and he was arrested today." Seventeen glanced at me, "Then I have to go and save him."
When I thought about it, my heart was right, Jiang Wuxiu was like this, and so were his subordinates. Before the 17th, the mission in Wanlumen was to clean up these unruly demons.
When I was still in Zhi Yan's body, I was caught by Jiang Wu. From what he said, I seemed to be very confident in the barrier that I had created, and these things were invalid for Seventeen, so I asked Seventeen to clean him up. It must be a big loss for him.
I asked Lin Ziyu to take Seventeen to save people. After the two left, Zhiyan asked me, "Will I go to your hometown when Li Chenlan returns?"
"Don't wait for him. We'll go straight."
I thought to myself, the place in my hometown, from childhood to adulthood, has never been visited by anyone except this guy Luo Mingxuan. The demon king is gone, and his son has been born for so many years. It is estimated that there are some barren woodlands left there. I took Zhiyan to call the soul in a flash, and it only took about a stick of incense when I came back. .