Chu nightning saw the light condensed in the hands of the ghost king, and immediately pushed a hand of ink to burn, saying: "Run!"
Where is the need for him to say it a second time, Mo Ran picked up Chu Wanning's arm, and the two swept up and ran to the palace gate.
Mo Gas scolded: "Master Guilty's incantation is really not meticulous, how can it leave a shadow on me, teach people to see the reason!"
Hearing his apprentice scolding his master, Chu nightning didn't know why he didn't react much. He only glanced at Mo Ran and wanted to say something, but he didn't say anything in the end.
"Want to escape?" the four kings hummed from behind, "How can it be so easy."
The two of them were very good at Qinggong. Seeing that the palace gate was about to be completely closed, the two stepped on the wall and swayed up. At the same time, the four kings summoned Thunder, and with a wave of his hand, the sky slashed and thundered and landed on the palace gate. Above, the palace wall, which was originally only a few dozen feet high, rose to the ground in an instant, as if it was about to reach the sky.
And the palace gate was also slammed shut at an extremely fast speed, and it was sealed everywhere.
The ink burned and scolded, and pulled Chu nightning to turn around and run. If he couldn't get out of the palace gate, he would not go out first, and it was serious not to be caught by the four ghost kings.
This can be regarded as a crooked fight. The kings of the ghost world have their own strengths and weaknesses. Although the four ghost kings have powerful spells, they have probably been debauched for thousands of years, and their bodies are really no stronger than other kings. Let him run fifty paces, and he can gasp for breath.
Adhering to the iron principle of being able to lie down and never sit, and never to stand if you can sit, the Four Ghost Kings have been lazy for thousands of years, turning themselves into a frivolous waste.
He saw that Chu nightning and Mo Ran were running farther and farther, and he couldn't help but be furious, but because this guy often collected beauties in the territory of other kings in hell, his relationship with the other eight kings was not very good, so something like this happened. Also unwilling to inform the kings to join forces to round up.
"What's so great about running fast, although this king is plump! But you can't escape the palm of this king!" The four ghost kings touched his belly, feeling a little aggrieved. Yu's eight brave men stood still, and were even more displeased, "Why are you standing? This king has noble legs and feet, and it is not convenient for you to chase after him. Don't you guys chase after him?"
"… "
It is said that these four ghost kings were beautiful men when they were thin. Because they had not tasted the delicious food in the world for a long time, they ate too much after cultivating the flesh, sitting and eating, lying down, walking, and squatting, even when the underworld was the busiest. He was in a hurry to write, and it was too late to write. There were two people standing around, not in charge of grinding and laying paper, but in charge of cutting fresh fruit and feeding him cakes.
In this way, a handsome man with peerless elegance and beauty, abruptly stuffed himself into a fat man. Although he has a good foundation, no matter how much he eats, he will not be too fat, but he always looks like he is gone. After that, the Four Ghost Kings threw out all the mirrors in the palace, and the words "fat" and "fat" were the most unpleasant to hear on weekdays. It is said that a pretty concubine once sang a little song to him. The first three The sentence sings is "the moon is half curved, the moon is half curved, the moon is half..."
Before he could say the last turn, he was kicked out by the Four Ghost Kings in the chest, and he scolded: "Puffy! It's not enough to endure you two fat, and you have to sing the third one, don't think you have taken it apart. This king can't hear that you are belittling me, daring things!"
Therefore, although these ghost men who carried the sedan chair were brave, they did not dare to chase after Chu Wanning and Mo Ran. If we can't catch up, how can we catch up?"
The Four Ghost Kings took a breath and stopped chasing at all. They turned their heads to the attendant and said, "Well, there is some truth to what you said... You have a sense of self-knowledge. Okay, just like this, go and pass on this king's decree, all the gates of the palace. All are closed, the palace walls are covered with ban spells, don't let out even a fly."
He spat, spit out the grape seeds that he had been holding in his mouth, and said sullenly, "I see where they can go."
Mo Ran and Chu Wanning were quick-witted, and the palace was twisted and twisted, and soon the ghosts who hunted them were left behind. The two are hiding in a narrow alley. Chu nightning is a ghost, and he will not feel tired after running for a long time. Instead, the ink burns the flesh and breathes slowly against the wall.
Chu nightning looked out gloomily: "He sealed the palace."
The ink burned slowly and waved his hand: "It doesn't matter, Master, you enter the soul lamp, so that we can return directly to the world, and he must have no way to stop it."
Chu nightning nodded, but for some reason, the eyebrows seemed a little worried.
The ink burned without paying attention, took out the soul lamp, and chanted the mantra silently, but the golden light flashed a few times, and it was quickly extinguished. Chu nightning's soul was still standing in front of him, not moving.
"What's going on?" Mo Ran was shocked, "Why is it useless?"
The depression between Chu's night and Ning's eyebrows was even more obvious. He sighed and said: "As I thought, the transmission of magic spells here is ineffective. We are afraid that we can get out of the palace before we can cast magic back to the sun."
"..." Mo Ran heard the words, bit his lips, his eyes were stubborn, and he said dumbly for a while, "No matter what, I will take you out."
Chu nightning glanced at him and said: "Hurry up, the palace is vast, and it is not easy for the ghosts to find you, but there is no water and no food here, I am right and safe, but you can't last too many days."
The ink burned and smiled: "I can bear to be hungry, and I have come here since I was a child."
After a while, when the surroundings were completely silent, the two walked out of the alley and walked on the empty bluestone long street. One has a shadow, the other has no shadow, walking side by side.
The ink burned: "Master."
"… "
"Just at the door, I offended you, sorry."
Chu nightning seemed to be stunned for a moment, then he dropped his eyelashes and his eyes became cold: "It's okay."
"The situation is forced, and the words... are also offensive, and I'm sorry."
Chu nightning: "..."
"It's even more wrong to say that you are married, and I still can't help it."
Chu nightning suddenly stopped and said coldly: "When will you apologize? Will you not say anything else?"
"Other?" The ink burned, thought for a while, and carefully changed the word, "Then... I'm really sorry?"
"… "
Chu nightning walked away.
Poor Mo Ran didn't know that he was unhappy with that sentence, but after all, he was afraid of disturbing him, and he was afraid to say more to make the master more annoyed. He scratched his head in place and followed up honestly.
"Master."
"Um?"
The ink burned halfway, and couldn't help asking: "Have you had any fate before...?"
Chu night Ning, turned back and asked: "How do you say?"
"I found your other soul in the ghost world, that is to say, you have one more soul than ordinary people... I saw Chu Xun in the Shunfeng Building earlier, and I asked him, and he said that there are usually more souls. The soul of you should not be your own." The ink burned a little hesitantly, "But with the body of the world, I did see four masters, so I think... Is the master before? What is the relationship..."
Chu nightning was silent for a while, and seemed to think of something, and the bottom of his eyes moved slightly, but then he closed his eyes and said, "It shouldn't."
He paused for a while, seeming to be a little confused and hesitant, and then asked, "Do I really have four souls?"
"Um."
"… "
Chu nightning didn't know why this was. He thought for a while and sighed: "This matter is not something I can answer, and it has no effect on the left and right sides. Let him go."
While the two continued to walk cautiously along the remote path, they explored the magic power that the Four Ghost Kings used to seal the entire palace.
"Every enchantment must have soft loopholes."
Chu nightning said, came to a tower, his fingers stroked the rough wall, the wall was flowing with a fine blue luster, he closed his eyes to capture the spiritual current surging under the bricks, but because he There is no spell ability at the moment, and it feels very laborious. After a long while, Chu nightning lowered his hand in frustration and shook his head.
"My soul is incomplete, my strength is damaged, and I don't know how to break through for a while."
The ink burned: "Will the teacher teach me, let me try it?"
"No, the spirit of enchantment is complex, and it can't be learned in a day or two."
The ink burned and asked: "In general, what are the weaknesses of the magic enchantment? Let's try them one by one."
"...The weaknesses of each enchantment are different, and there is nothing unusual. If you test them one by one, I really don't know how long it will take."
"How do you know if you don't try." Mo Ran smiled, "Maybe I am very lucky?"
Chu nightning was about to say something, and suddenly he saw a shaking white shadow in the corner. When his eyebrows were pressed, he habitually called Tianwen. As a result, when he reached out, he couldn't summon anything, and he couldn't help but look even worse. , shouted: "Who?!"
The white shadow was about to escape immediately.
Where will the ink burn give him this opportunity, immediately fly over, grab the sneaky, cover the ghost's mouth and nose, so that he can't call, and then twist his hands behind his back and kick him to the ground. He fixed his eyes and couldn't help burning with anger.
"Rong Jiu...!"
The young man kneeling on the ground was delicate and fair, like a willow supporting the wind, but there was a trace of unwillingness in his eyes. He put his head down and said nothing.
The ink burned angrily: "Are you going to inform again? Do you really think I won't kill you?!"
Chu nightning came over, he had not seen Rong Jiu, looked down and asked Mo Ran: "Do you recognize him?"
Mo Ran didn't know what to say, Xindao committed two crimes of stealing and prostitution in the past, and was taken to the stage of good and evil by Chu Wanning for public trial. It was because of Rong Jiu's incident. At that time, he only felt that Chu nightning was ruthless and resentful. Quite deep, but this old ledger was spread out in front of him at this time, and he couldn't help but feel ashamed.
Chu nightning did not feel the difference, only said that this person is an old acquaintance of ink burning, and said: "Since you have followed you, then don't leave him in this palace, and wait until you find a way to go out and bring him with you. Let's go with him."
He said, and looked at Rong Jiu carefully again: "It's a good person, and reincarnation as soon as possible is the real business."
Ink burning: "..."
Rong Jiu was a little flustered at first. Hearing what he said, he was stunned at first, then smiled suddenly, squinted his soft eyes, and looked at the ink burning: "This is the master?"
"What Shizun, Shizun is also your name?" Mo gas was burning, "My Shizun!"
Rong Jiu was resentful and deliberately blocked him, so he said slowly: "Oh, my master."
"you!"
After coming and going, Chu nightning thought something was wrong: "Mo Ran, you have a festival with him?"
"I… "
Rong Jiu smiled and said, "Good master, don't be abusive to him. I don't have a holiday with him, it's just some old friendship."
What he said was ambiguous, but the tone was extremely ambiguous. Chu nightning was silent, his eyes were slightly narrowed, and his lips were gradually pursed. He looked very indifferent, but the gloom between his eyebrows could not be hidden. Rong Jiu is a big bubble in the washi, and he is the best at observing words and expressions. How can Chu Wanning's pure temperament and the emotions in his eyes escape his eyes
Slightly surprised in his heart, he was originally a romantic seed of ink burning, and he was daring and coveted his master. Unexpectedly, he saw a real person, but it seemed that it was not a single love of ink burning wishful thinking.
… the top of the dead is really dirty.
Even though the situation was in danger, Rong Jiu couldn't help but sigh, feeling both disgusting and surprising - dual cultivation between men in the cultivation world is not a strange thing, but it is already very unpopular. I got together with my own mentor. If this spreads out, the head of Xue Zhengyi's face really doesn't know where to put it.
Rong Jiu opened a pair of charming and affectionate peach blossom eyes, looked at Chu Wanning up and down, and was about to say a few words to add fire, but the other party spoke first.
"It's all dead. What else can we talk about in old friendships?"
"Isn't this Xianjun asking me?" Rong Jiu smiled, "I just answered truthfully."
"Who asked you." Chu nightning said coldly, "I asked him from the beginning."
It was self-evident who "he" was referring to, and there was a spark of fire in his tone, and the meaning of making a clear distinction with Rong Jiu couldn't be clearer. The ink burned to hear that Chu nightning was biased towards himself, his heart was slightly wide, his chest was hot, and he wanted to say a few words to him. Unexpectedly, before the person approached, Chu nightning looked back in anger.
"How do you handle it yourself, you can do it yourself."
But the ink burns my heart, I don't have a bottom, let Rong Jiu go, I am afraid that this person will stumble upon them when they turn around, and let him know. What should not be said, I am afraid that Chu nightning can be choked to death. After tangled for a while, I saw that Chu nightning went to the side to check the magic enchantment of the four ghost kings, and the ink burned up Rong Jiu's clothes and lowered his voice:
"What exactly do you want?"
"My heart is blocked and I'm not calm." Rong Jiu's eyelashes trembled, and there was a glimmer of light in it, "I just can't bear to see how a wicked person like you can start over."
The ink burns but knows that Rong Jiu is not such a thing that hurts others and himself. This guy has always only done things that hurt others and benefit himself. Even if he resents, living comfortably and peacefully is the most important thing for him. There was no reason for him to risk his ashes and run out and follow them.
His eyes swept away and fell on Rong Jiu's feet.
One of the too slender and fair feet was wearing shoes, but the other was not, and the feet were stained with mud, which was obviously the result of escaping in a hurry.
The ink burned and narrowed his eyes: "Tell the truth."
Rong Jiu: "Didn't I say it? To be honest, I just can't stand it—"
"If you try to lie and threaten me again, I will immediately cover your eyes and block your mouth and find a dry well and throw it in. You are already a soul, and you will not die of hunger if you are in it, and you will not be able to escape. If you are lucky, There will be patrols in three or five days to find you, if you are unlucky, you are going to stay in the well for ten or eight years." Mo Ran paused and whispered, "You can do it yourself."
Rong Jiu really changed color.
After a while, he said, "I changed my mind, I don't want to stay here, you have to take me out."
"Why, don't you plan to be your ghost husband?"
"..." Rong Jiu bit his lip tightly, then raised his head angrily, "I want to live a normal life and start over." He took a deep breath and said, "I want to reincarnate."
"Okay. Then I'll ask you again, did you tell the patrols a secret before and let them know my whereabouts?"
"… "
"If you don't say it, I also have a way to judge you." The red light flashed in Mo Ran's hand and whispered, "Say."
"Yeah, it was me who told the secret, but so what." Rong Jiu raised his chin, with a trace of resentment in his eyes, "If it wasn't for the effort of showing them the way, would I be able to run out?"
Mo Ran suddenly loosened his clothes, and laughed angrily: "You will fall into trouble, your uncle."
"I will still spray people with blood." Rong Jiu slowly sorted out his clothes and glanced at Chu Wanning not far away, "Mo Xianjun, do you care about that person? You used to be How did you treat me to coax me, I told him carefully, there is no need to add oil and vinegar, what do you think he will do?"