Chu nightning said: "If it is really hooked to the palace, how can it only drive the dead, but not the living? Although this person's mana is not bad, it is definitely not the same as the first god."
This makes sense, but Mo Ran is still suspicious: "When the master saw this... this dead fox, did he know that the person was an impostor?"
Chu nightning shook his head: "No."
"Then how did you see that..."
Chu nightning: "Do you remember when this gouchen appeared, what did he ask me?"
The ink burned for a while, and said: "It seems to be asking how your weapon is?"
"That's right." Chu nightning said, "I haven't converged on my body, and I can sense it with a little perception. But as the master of ten thousand soldiers, he didn't immediately react that I have two weapons of Jin Chengchi, and when I only have One. I was skeptical at the time, but it was about seeking a sword, so I couldn’t say more, but I kept an eye on everything next, so I didn’t follow his way.”
"But..." Mo Ran said, "If he didn't hook Chen Shanggong, how could he forge Shenwu?"
"First, Gouchen's cast sword is just a rumor. No one has ever really understood why a lot of weapons are sunk at the bottom of this lake, so Shenwu may not be created by Gouchen. Second, this person just took the ready-made weapons of Shenwu's arsenal for you to choose. I don't know if those things are his. Moreover, I just took a closer look at the two weapons of Xue Meng and Shi Mei - they are all fake."
The ink burned and was shocked: "Xibei goods?"
"Um."
"..." The ink burned for a while before thinking of himself, "The hell...?"
Chu nightning said: "It's true to see the ghost. But his purpose is not just to give you weapons."
"Then what does he want to do?" Mo Ran said, and glanced at the creepy fox corpse lying on the stone bed with disgust, "First, it took a lot of trouble to lock us in the secret room, and then got such a thing. Disgusting man. What are you drawing?"
Chu nightning said: "Picture you."
"what?"
"Fang Cai, you're only half right. It's not us that Gou Chen, he's going through a lot of trouble. What he wants in the end is you."
"What does he want me to do?" Mo Ran laughed dryly, "I'm just a fool."
Chu nightning said: "I have never seen any idiot who can form a spiritual practice within a year."
The ink burned to be said, but it seemed to realize something, and suddenly froze.
-Chu nightning is this... praising him
This realization made his heart beat faster, his eyes widened, and he stared at Chu Wanning. After a while, he slowly blinked his eyes. He had always been more cheeky than the brave, but turned slightly red.
Chu nightning did not look at him, but pondered: "In addition, Tianwen and hell seem to have a little connection with the willow tree in the courtyard. I once read in ancient books that when Gouchen Shanggong went down to the world, I brought three willow branches from Heaven. But the ancient book was lost so badly, what Gou Chen did with the three willows, I have never known."
He paused, then continued: "But if the rumors are true, at the moment, maybe Tianwen, Shigui, and the old tree in the court are the three willow branches. Two of them became Shenwu, and one of them was stuck at the bottom of Jincheng Lake, and they became A mighty guardian of Gouchen's arsenal."
The ink burned and said: "But what does this have to do with me?"
Chu nightning shook his head and said: "It doesn't matter, it's you who woke up to hell."
The ink burned and sighed: "I just said, it's really hell!"
"I guess what he finally asked for is related to the willow tree in the courtyard. But from what I know now, I can only speculate to this point. More, I can't think of it for the time being."
Although most of these are speculations of Chu nightning, Mo Ran feels that Chu nightning is so smart, and he thinks so, it is always inseparable.
While thinking like this, he walked quickly through the dark underwater secret passage. Passing through the seven-turn and eight-turn corridor, they walked for a while and finally came to the exit. They took advantage of the unpreparedness of the Jiao people who were patrolling back and forth, and escaped.
The opening of the underground darkroom is set in the yard where the giant willows are planted. As soon as it came out, the sight in front of him made the ink burn suddenly.
I saw four coffins parked in front of the giant willow, one of which was empty, and in the other three coffins, there were three people, namely Chu Wanning, Shi Mei, and Xue Meng.
The ink burned and said: "What's going on?!"
Chu nightning said: "This is the corpse coffin. You see the edge of the coffin. There is a vine attached to it, and the other end is connected to the giant willow. The fake hook only needs you. After he drugged us, let the Jiaoren take you. He took it to the secret room, and put the three of us in this kind of coffin. By sacrificing the corpse, he can transfer the life of the person in the coffin to the giant willow. It's like sucking blood."
Seeing the ugly face of the ink burning, Chu nightning said: "You are relieved, neither the teacher nor Xue Meng was injured. At that time, I pretended to be in a coma, waiting for the opportunity to save the three guards guarding the coffin. At this time, the three people you see are actually those The corpse of the monster."
He said simple and singular sentences, but the ink burned up the eyelash curtain and glanced at the other side secretly.
How deep are the Jiaoren in Jincheng Pond? Chu nightning's so-called "waiting for the opportunity to eliminate Jiao" must be silently terminated in one blow.
How good is this guy...
I haven't had a good fight with Chu Wanning for too many years, so that the ink burned when I heard this sentence, I was a little dazed in an instant, and it seemed that in the wind and frost of the previous life, the earth-shattering figure had a faint face. Side, eyes like stars.
When Chu nightning saw him in a trance, he asked: "What's wrong?"
The ink burned suddenly and woke up and said: "Nothing."
"… "
"It's just strange, how did the master turn the Jiaoren into this."
Chu nightning sneered and said: "The only way to obstruct the eyes, that fake gouchen Shanggong meeting, can't I? Leave the fake body here, so as not to be discovered by those loaches. The so-called way of returning to the body."
Ink burning: "..."
The place was dangerous, and it was inconvenient for the two of them to stay for a long time, so they left immediately after a short rest. However, when they ran to the place agreed with Xue Meng, they saw that there was no one there.
The ink burned his face and turned white: "Where is the teacher?!"
Chu nightning's expression was also slightly moved, he did not answer, but raised his ring finger, and a layer of golden light floated on the end of the finger. Before going to Xuying Peak, he once pinned a begonia flower on all three of his apprentices, just for tracking purposes.
After a while, Chu nightning scolded in a low voice and closed the light: "Xu is that something has changed here, probably to hide from the patrolling Jiao Ren, who have escaped from this mansion and went to the market direction. .Go, go and have a look."
Both of them were extremely skilled, and they quickly avoided all the patrolling Jiaoren, flew over the towering courtyard wall, and swept toward the market where Gouchen Shanggong took them around in the daytime.
There should be no day and night under the water, but Jincheng Lake is different from other places, and can sense the rising of the sun and the setting of the moon. At this time, the long night has broken, and the sun is rising.
The ink burned away and saw that the morning market in Jinchengchi had started, and the downtown was bustling with people, so I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. It seems that the teacher and they are safe, otherwise this place will not still be so peaceful.
Chu nightning's expression was not particularly good for some reason, but he did not speak, and pulled the ink over without saying a word.
"Master?"
"come over."
"what's wrong?"
"Don't go too far." Chu nightning's voice seemed to have some self-blame, although he was as cold as before, "Xue Meng and Shi Mei have been lost, I am afraid that I am not careful, you will..."
Mo Ran saw that Chu nightning's face was a little pale, and he seemed to be worried about himself. First, he was stunned, and then he didn't know what to think. His heart was faintly moved, and he said to comfort him: "I won't lose it, let's go, Master, let's hurry up. Find someone."
As he said, while walking forward, he turned his arm and grabbed Chu Wanning's hand at will.
"..." Chu nightning's fingertips seemed to be in his palm, trembling slightly.
However, it was too fast and too slight, and the ink burned in the heart of the teacher, so he didn't scrutinize it, but it was his own illusion.
"Fish blood steamed buns, fish blood steamed buns that have just been released."
"The slough of the snake, the best clothing material, is the last three feet. After the sale, we will have to wait for the next slough of the slave family."
"Selling squid daizi, this young master just vomited the ink this morning. It's better to take a picture of daizi. Hey, don't go, little lady."
The bazaar is full of cries, and the sights and visions are even more dizzying.
The ink burned with a smile and pulled Chu Wanning to take two steps. Suddenly, he suddenly understood what was wrong. The footsteps suddenly stopped, and his eyes widened in an instant, and the blood seemed to be cold in an instant.
Not right!
Something is wrong here!
He looked around, and sure enough...
A headless ghost was sitting in front of a stall selling hairbrush, a pair of long nails lit with red cardamom, holding a horn comb, resting his bloody head on his knees, combing his hair, and said softly: "Excellent. Bone comb, the waiter, bring one."
That's true!
Indeed it is! In this busy city, everyone's actions, everyone's words, and everyone's demeanor are exactly the same as when Gou Chen Shanggong brought them here yesterday!
The ink burned abruptly back two steps and bumped into the arms of Chu nightning. He immediately raised his head and said dumbly: "Master, is this?"
Chu nightning seemed to have long thought that there would be this section, but when he confirmed it with his own eyes, his heart still sank to the bottom, and he held the ink tightly.
"How could this be?—what is this? A mirage?"
Chu nightning shook his head, but after thinking for a moment, he suddenly said slowly: "Mo Ran, have you ever thought about it, there are many beasts and creatures in Jinchengchi, many of them have seen the real hook Chen Shanggong. So, for this fake Yes, why can't they recognize it?"
There was no blood on the face of the ink burning, and it was a little scary: "Indeed... so."
Chu nightning said: "I'll ask you again, if you pretend to be in the palace and hibernate in Jinchengchi, how can you let others say what you want to say, do what you want to do, obey orders, and do it for you acting?"
The ink burned suddenly understood.
Zhenlong chess game!
Black and white children fall, the world returns to the heart. No one knows the power of this forbidden technique better than him. He almost blurted out, but when he caught sight of Chu Wanning's eyes, he stopped immediately.
How could the sixteen-year-old self be able to easily think of the three major forbidden techniques
So the ink burned: "This is difficult."
"No." Chu nightning said, "This is very simple."
He paused, then said, "As long as it's all dead people."