If the subscription ratio is lower than 70%, you can only see the update after 36 hours. Bixin~ When an idle and nameless ghost repairer traveled in the mortal world, he fell in love with a mortal woman. He bid farewell to Ming Crow Country and stayed with her.
The woman gave birth to Lu Yujiu, but fell ill during the confinement period, and her body became weaker and weaker, and she died when Lu Yujiu was three years old.
There is only a one-sixth chance for a person to successfully transform into a ghost. For the first time, the ghost cultivator tasted the bitterness of death and separation, and the grief was unbearable.
Lu Yujiu's mother also had a younger sister in her family, who dragged Lu Yujiu to eight years old, and she saw that the marriage age was about to pass, because she had a half-old child, and no one cared about it.
After Xiao Lu Yu learned about people's affairs, he heard a few gossips from others. He knew that he was a drag on his aunt, so he sensiblely picked up a small burden and said that he was going to seek immortals to ask, so he said goodbye to his aunt and left home alone. And go.
Before the entanglement was exhausted, he came to Qingliang Valley.
The senior brother who brought him into the school had not carefully examined it before condoning this little devil to cultivate into the Qingliang Valley.
And Lu Yujiu didn't even know that his bloodline was different, which was absolutely beyond the tolerance of the right path. When he was twelve years old, the blood of the ghost clan awakened, but he already regarded Qingliang Valley as his home, and he planned to leave many times, but he was finally reluctant to give up.
Lu Yujiu timidly begged: "…Senior Brother Xu, I don't want to be a disaster, I just want to find a place to live."
Xu Xingzhi stepped on the stream stone: "You are really brave enough to stay in Qingliang Valley after your bloodline is awakened? Qingliang Valley Wen Xuechen's reputation, you don't know?"
"Just heard..." The young Lu Yujiu lowered his head, "Senior brother Wen has always been extremely disgusted by the wicked..."
Xu Xingzhi: "It's more than just hate. How old are you this year?"
Lu Yujiu replied obediently, "Fourteen."
Xu Xingzhi sighed: "The year you were born, when the ghost clan was rampant and arrogant, causing disaster to all directions. Xue Chen saw his parents being brutally murdered by the ghost clan when he was a child. He was frightened and painful, induced heart disease, and even suffered physical damage. He is weak and not good at doing things. He worshipped Qinglianggu to practice immortality in order to take revenge. With his physique, if he can be a senior brother in Qinglianggu, you should know how much hatred is supporting him. down."
Xu Xingzhi still remembered the day when the Ming Crow Kingdom was destroyed, Wen Xuechen used magic to drive the Five Elements Wheel, and shuttled among the ghosts, bringing a rain of blood everywhere he went.
Wen Xuechen has been frail since childhood, and has a heavy heart, and his black hair was dyed a frost color prematurely. After the battle, he rocked his wheelchair and walked from the sea of blood on the mountain of corpses, letting the blood fall, dyeing his gray hair into blood red.
There were tears in the blood running down his cheeks.
Xu Xingzhi, who was also covered in blood, stepped forward, pushed the wheelchair for him with one hand, and shook the folding fan he was holding with the other. Lost the attention of the surrounding disciples to them.
No one understands Wen Xuechen's hatred of the ghost clan better than Xu Xingzhi.
Lu Yujiu's face turned pale: "Senior Brother Xu, I know what you mean..."
Xu Xingzhi raised his eyebrows: "What do you know?"
Lu Yujiu couldn't help trembling: "I will leave Qingliang Valley immediately..."
"Who told you to leave Qinglianggu?" Xu Xingzhi was quite amused, "I mean, you must be careful in the future, and don't use ghost clan techniques at will, if you are found by Wen Baimao, it will be miserable."
Lu Yujiu: "..."
Warm, warm white hair...
The owner of the Qingliang Valley, Fuyao Jun, is fond of chess. He has a laid-back temperament and doesn't care about everything. Everything in the valley is taken care of by Wen Xuechen. Qinglianggu is different from the other three sects. The rank and rank are extremely clear and strict, and Wen Xuechen is an unsmiling person. He is like a god in the hearts of this group of outer sect disciples. When he heard someone call Wen Xuechen's nickname, Lu Yujiu was shocked. , It took a while to react before he understood what Xu Xingzhi said.
He bit his lips: "Brother Xu means, can I still stay in Qingliang Valley?"
"Why not?" Xu Xingzhi patted his head: "Think about it, as a ghost cultivator, it is so good to be able to keep the immortal way."
Lu Yujiu was both surprised and happy: "Senior Brother Xu, won't you tell Senior Brother Wen?"
"Information is the most boring thing in the world." Xu Xingzhi took a sip of water from the water bottle, wiped the mouth of the bottle with his sleeve, and then handed it to Lu Yujiu, "When I first entered Fengling Mountain, I also participated in the Eastern Emperor The sacrificial ceremony. I had a fight with Young Master Zhou of Yingtianchuan over the ownership of a few thorns. Young Master Zhou was spoiled at the time, but he was very domineering, and I was not good at learning skills, and his right arm was injured by him Yes. Master later asked me why I was injured, and I said that I was damaged by myself, and it was none of his business."
Lu Yujiu held the water tank and asked eagerly, "Why?"
Xu Xingzhi smiled and said, "If I had told the secret, it would have been fine if the master punished him. I was beaten for nothing? I won't suffer from this loss."
Lu Yujiu: "... Then what?"
Xu Xingzhi: "Two years later, during the sacrifice of the Eastern Emperor, I found a deserted mountain corner and beat him up with my own hands."
Lu Yujiu: "..."
… The vengeful people are terrible.
After telling his story, Xu Xingzhi reached out and patted Lu Yujiu's head, and said, "Remember, don't tell anyone your identity, it's enough that both of us know this secret."
Xu Xingzhi was so relieved about him, but Lu Yujiu was a little at a loss.
He tentatively asked, "Senior Brother Xu, are you not afraid that one day..."
Xu Xingzhi retrieved his water tank, turned his palm over, and turned the water tank into a bamboo fractured fan: "What are you afraid of? One day you will have a different heart? One day you will betray Qinglianggu?"
Lu Yujiu pursed his mouth and dared not speak.
Xu Xingzhi said lightly: "Let's talk about this kind of thing when the time comes. At least now that you have broken up for each disciple, you have enough loyalty, why should I drive you out of the shelter you finally found for the one in ten thousand possibility? ?"
Having said this, Xu Xingzhi got closer, put away his condescending expression slightly, and said, "However, Lu Yujiu, listen carefully, if you want to draw your sword against Qinglianggu in the future, I will give it back; I can only guarantee that my sword Won't be unsheathed before you. Understand?"
Lu Yujiu straightened his back involuntarily and nodded very seriously.
Xu Xingzhi stretched out his little finger: "Have an appointment?"
Lu Yujiu bent down and kissed the tip of Xu Xingzhi's little finger.
Xu Xingyi was stunned: "...this is..."
Lu Yujiu blushed slightly: "This is the highest etiquette of Ming Crow Nation, and it means promise."
Xu Xingzhi laughed and pulled off the Luo Biao worn on Lu Yujiu's neck.
Lu Yujiu was pulled forward, his eyes were watery and seemed puzzled.
This Luo Biao, all the participating disciples who participated in the Eastern Emperor Sacrifice Conference have one. There is a trace of spiritual power buried in the Luo Biao, which is connected with the pearl and jade broken chain on Xu Xingzhi’s neck, which can monitor the driving situation of each disciple’s spiritual power. In order to distinguish and judge whether they are in danger and need rescue.
Once a participating disciple is injured, for safety reasons, the competition cannot be continued.
The order officer Xu Xingzhi performed his duties, folded Luo Biao twice, shoved it into Lu Yujiu's arms, and patted twice with his backhand: "This year, your qualifications are disqualified. Take care of your injury and come back in two years."
The East Emperor Sacrifice Conference was held at Luwangtai, and the participating disciples from various disciplines gathered here every two years.
The four gates occupy the four halls in the south, south, north and west respectively. It was getting late, and the disciples who went to collect the sacrificial things have returned to their respective palaces to rest, recharge their batteries, and wait until tomorrow to fight again.
The resting place of the Qinglianggu disciples was in the south hall. After returning the injured Lu Yujiu, Xu Xingzhi walked to the north hall where the disciples of Fengling Mountain rested.
In the distance, Xu Xingzhi saw two figures sitting side by side projected in front of the Luotang of the Embroidered Palace on the north side.
Xu Xingzhi felt something, and he stepped forward, and it really was Xiaojiuzhilan and Xiaozhongguang.
The two of them were sitting not too close, one was weaving a ring with the sagebrush that he had picked, and the other was writing something on a scroll of bamboo slips by the faint light of the candlelight in the hall.
Xu Xingzhi approached and coughed.
Hearing the sound, the two raised their heads in unison, which was very cute.
The pair of peach blossom eyes of the heavy light are shining, as if looking through the thousands of autumn waters, and finally waiting for the person he wants to see.
In contrast, Jiuzhi Lantern is much more indifferent.
He greeted: "Senior brother is back."
Xu Xingzhi asked, "Why don't you go back to sleep?"
Jiuzhideng put both the bamboo slips and the pen into the carrying case, and replied, "Wait for the senior brother to come back."
Saying that, the cold-faced child wanted to support his body with the sword on the ground to stand up.
But as soon as his feet touched the ground, he let out a low snort and squatted down, his originally indifferent expression slightly distorted.
Xu Xingzhi frowned: "What's wrong?"
Jiuzhideng bit his lower lip: "It's okay."
Xu Xingzhi clicked his tongue, squatted down, and pinched the right ankle that Jiuzhilan didn't dare to touch the ground at all.
Jiuzhideng stood unsteadily and fell into Xu Xingzhi's arms.
Blood rushed to his cheeks, and a pale and indifferent face added a bit of panic at this time. Jiuzhideng forced to do nothing, trying to struggle from Xu Xingzhi's arms: "...It's okay, it's just sitting numb, it will be better after a while."
Xu Xingzhi smiled, straightened him, turned around, and squatted on the spot: "Come up."
Jiuzhideng's face became even redder, and the fingers holding the corner of his clothes loosened and tightened: "...Senior brother, there is no need."
Xu Xingzhi turned his back to him and teased: "Why, do you think your brother can't carry you?"
"No, it's not..." Jiuzhilanjinji stood independently, stammering hard, "Senior brother, this is... indecent."
Xu Xingzhi: "What is the body? The master is not here, and the uncle is not here. I am the body here. Come up."
Jiuzhideng's determination went down again and again, and finally shyly climbed up on Xu Xingzhi's back: "It's hard work, brother."
The heavy light on the side looked at the nine lanterns around Xu Xingzhi's neck, and was quite unconvinced.
He pulled the corner of Xu Xingzhi's clothes.
Xu Xingzhi turned back: "What?"
Chongguang bit his lip and said aggrievedly: "...Senior brother, my feet are numb too."
The final outcome is not hard to imagine, two people lying on the back of Xu Xing at the same time, each occupying one side.
Both of them are thin, and it is not difficult to carry them together.
After confirming that these two were firmly attached to him, Xu Xingzhi walked towards the inner hall.
But after walking for a while, there was a commotion from behind.
At first, the two childish guys just ran on each other with you and me on their backs, and then they started pinching each other. Later, they didn't know who was doing it. They even started to kick each other's calf with their feet.
Xu Xingzhi had to stop: "...what are you doing?"
Chongguang said unconvinced: "Senior brother is mine. Go over there."
Nine Branch Lanterns: "No. Mine."
Xu Xingzhi didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and interrupted their quarrel: "...Two, two, brother, is it something good? Was it snatched by you? If there is any more quarrel, let you go down by yourself."
So the world was finally quiet, Xu Xingzhi carried them on his back and walked towards a brilliant light.
The light gradually dimmed, and it was condensed into a shimmer of light, and it suddenly lit up again.
Xu Xingzhi's eyelids trembled and he opened his eyes.
He is still in the wild.
Perhaps it takes more energy to dream in the wild, Xu Xingzhi is weak and his arms are terribly soft.
After finally getting up halfway, he realized that Zhou Wang was actually in his room. She was carrying a pair of giant knives and standing against the wall with her arms crossed, with a faint dissatisfaction on her face.
Xu Xingzhi held back his dizziness and asked aloud, "Why are you here?"
Zhou Wang pointed to the outside: "The people who sealed the mountain have come to save their masters. This time they fought like crazy. Brother Meng told me to take good care of you here, in case something goes wrong."
But after all, the surroundings were too quiet, so quiet that it made one's heart tremble, and Xu Xingzhi simply whistled.
The whistle was clear, as if it could seep into the wet rocks.
He played an ancient tune quite smoothly, and then praised himself sincerely: "It's really good."
The man behind him moved slightly, and a wave of heat blew onto his neck.
… as if laughing.
But when Xu Xingzhi turned his head, his head was quietly resting on his back, motionless.
Probably an illusion.
Passing through the woods, jagged hills began to appear one after another. Xu Xingzhi's legs were weak, and he was really exhausted. He simply picked up a dry cave and drilled into it.
There was a moss-covered rock in the cave. Xu Xingzhi wanted to put the man down against the rock, but he found that the arms seemed to be stiff, and he almost exhausted all his strength to wrap around his neck. , leaving only a little room to breathe.
It's good that Xu Xingzhi didn't put him down. If he planned to put him down, he would easily strangle him to death if he was not careful.
Xu Xingzhi was very helpless, and he didn't dare to pat his body, for fear of accidentally shaking his fragile arms and legs: "Hey, wake up. Can you wake up?"
The person behind him wriggled.
Xu Xingzhi said, "Let's rest here for a while. You let me go."
The person behind him struggled to let go of his curled arm a little, but did not really let go of Xu Xingzhi, but clenched the corner of his clothes.
His voice was still hoarse after being burned out: "...Are you going?"
Although this face is so terrifying, Xu Xingzhi's heart is quite calm.
On the one hand, he just had a short fight with the monster, and his face was splattered with blood, and now everything is calm.
On the other hand, in the wilderness where monsters are crowded, a monster that basically maintains the shape of a human does not seem to be so scary.
Xu Xingzhi placed the man on the rock, carefully removed his coat, wrapped it around him, and said, "...don't go."
The man's burned-out eyes looked straight at Xu Xingzhi, and said weakly, "Why save me?"
Xu Xingzhi tucked his clothes away: "Why are there so many?"
He murmured, "What if I die on your back?"
Xu Xingzhi thought it was amusing: "Of course I carry you home. Could it be possible to throw you in the middle of the road?"
After that, he stood up and said, "There is a river outside, I'll go get some water and come back. Don't peel off your clothes, or you won't cry if your flesh is torn."
The man grabbed the clothes that Xu Xingzhi wrapped for him like a puppy: "...It doesn't hurt."
When Xu Xingzhi left, he grabbed Xu Xingzhi's sleeve and sniffed it greedily.
Pieces of flesh on his body rustled as he pulled, but he didn't seem to notice the pain at all.
He whispered, "Senior brother, brother."
Xu Xingzhi walked out of the cave and squatted down by the river. He still had a sense of unreality in his heart, and he couldn't go.
He squatted down and tried to wash the blood off his hands, but while he was washing, the bloody smell became more and more thick, which was unbearable.
Xu Xingzhi's knees suddenly softened, and he retched several times by the river, but didn't spit out anything.
He wiped his mouth, lay down by the river, looked up at the wild green sky, and reached out to touch his waist.
The so-called dagger soaked with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is still there, reminding Xu Xingzhi of his unfinished task.
Xu Xingzhi didn't notice that in the forest dozens of feet away from him, a snake head the size of a dustpan slowly swam out.
The snake only had a complete head, and the torso was a snake bone, with only some carrion attached to it.
The snake silently spit out a bright red letter in the direction of Xu Xingzhi, and moved its jaw again.
Its jaws are open enough to bite off Xu Xingzhi's head.
Xu Xingzhi was ignorant, just lying in a daze.
The snake approached Xu Xingzhi step by step, but stopped when he was only ten feet away.
After a while, it seemed to smell something terrible, turned its head, and fled frantically. The snake bones swept across the ashes, making a sharp snapping sound.
Xu Xingzhi heard the abnormal sound, and immediately touched the dagger at his waist, turned over at the same time, and looked back—
There was nothing behind him, except for some strange traces that meandered all the way to the edge of the forest and disappeared.
… Hold.
Xu Xingzhi judged that this was not a place to stay for a long time, and swiftly picked a broad leaf from a tree by the river, washed it with water, simply rolled it up, and filled it with a little water.
While filling the water, he accidentally caught a glimpse of his own reflection on the water.
Rao knew that this place was dangerous, but Xu Xingzhi couldn't help but spend time for a while.
This face is really not bad, with a slender appearance, quite the style of a chivalrous person and a celebrity, the face does not move, it is full of energy, and the eyebrows, mouth and nose are all in line with the word "handsome".
Probably because his temperament is too dignified and pure, and there is a teardrop in the corner of his left eye, Xu Xingzhi's face is straight, and he can see a bit of abstinence.
Xu Xingzhi thought that God actually gave this face to this broken mouth, which is really a waste of time.
When Xu Xingzhi sighed, the big snake that re-slid into the forest was tumbling silently and painfully on the ground.
-Its joints are being broken one by one by some strange force, the sound is loud, like a broken grass.
When Xu Xingzhi returned to the cave, he found that the shadow had already sat up, with a dry grass in his hand.
The withered grass started from the end, and he had broken several breaks.
As he folded, he counted: "... five, six, seven..."
Seeing Xu Xingzhi coming back, he put his hands behind him and looked up at Xu Xingzhi.
… the obsessive cuteness.
Seeing that he was in good spirits, Xu Xingzhi urged him after feeding him water, "Let's go quickly. Something is not right here."
The shadow nodded, put down the folded weeds in his hands, and stretched out his two arms with a clear meaning.
… to back.
Xu Xingzhi looked at him for a while: "I don't think you are seriously injured, get up and go by yourself."
The shadow didn't move, just looked up at Xu Xingzhi.
Xu Xingzhi confronted him for a few seconds, unmoved: "Get up."
Hei Ying still had his arms open and his chin slightly retracted, looking extremely aggrieved.
Xu Xingzhi persisted for a while in the face of the man whose facial features could not be seen, and frowned impatiently: "... tsk."
When leaving the cave again, the shadow was still lying on Xu Xingzhi's back, wrapped in Xu Xingzhi's robe.
Xu Xingzhi rolled up his trouser legs and waded toward the opposite bank, but the shadow turned back and looked at the dense forest, and smiled coldly.
The bone snake lay down in the forest, the bones twisted into a mess, and the ground was full of remnants after struggling.
It fell among the weeds, and has long since lost its breath.
A swarm of ants the size of a broad bean sprang from the nest, and in no time at all, they carved up the bone snake.
The strange thing is that when they passed by the footprints in the forest that Xu Xingzhi had just stepped on, they were all afraid to avoid it and bypassed directly, as if a terrifying beast had just passed there.
I didn't say a word for the thirty-mile journey. After all, it was a bit boring. Xu Xingzhi spent more than twenty miles. After sorting out the original owner's memory, he found that most of them were scattered details, and they were not a little complete. , even the appearance of Meng Chongguang is blurred.
Xu Xingzhi thought it strange at first, but it was reasonable when he thought about it. This memory was peeled off from a dead person.
The only thing he knows now is that Meng Chongguang has a cinnabar mole in the center of his forehead.
To kill Meng Chongguang, the knife must be taken from there.
Boring left and right, Xu Xingzhi took the initiative to talk to the person on his back: "How did you get hurt?",
The man said hoarsely, "... Someone plotted against it."
Xu Xingzhi asked again, "How long have you been in the wilderness?"
"I don't remember. It feels like a hundred years old," he said.
Xu Xingzhi thought he was joking, and went straight to the topic: "Do you know Meng Chongguang?"
Hei Ying was silent for a moment: "What are you doing to him?"
Xu Xingzhi found out that there is a door, he was not surprised, and replied: "He is my junior brother..."
Hei Ying was just about to say something, when the two suddenly heard a loud noise in the distance, and a wave of spiritual power wrapped in hot wind pushed over, almost swept Xu Xingzhi to the ground.
The source of the loud noise is the direction of the giant tower in the southeast.
The shadow showed a rare look of anxiety, and pushed Xu Xingzhi's shoulder: "That's the place, go! Go!"
According to Xu Xingzhi's personality, he must immediately turn around and run to the northwest, the faster the better, and never touch the moldy head, but when he thought that Meng Chongguang might be there, Xu Xingzhi simply gritted his teeth and moved towards the direction of the tower. Run away.
The closer he got to the center of the battle, the more restless Xu Xingzhi felt on his back.
In the same way, the closer to the edge of the giant tower, the more inexplicable oppression made Xu Xingzhi breathless.
The first person to enter Xu Xingzhi's line of sight was a young man standing on a cliff. A half terrifying iron ghost face blocked his upper face. He was at a high place, and his black clothes were flying like a crow. There are lilac flying glare.
… but this is a small crow.
Xu Xingzhi remembered this person, and he also appeared in his own words. He is Meng Chongguang's subordinate, a ghost repairer, and is proficient in the art of fighting ghosts.
But Xu Xingzhi hadn't had time to give him a name.
To be precise, in the whole book, Xu Xingzhi only named Meng Chongguang.
In Xu Xingzhi's vision, the world is divided into four ways: human cultivation, demon cultivation, ghost cultivation, and demon cultivation. Among them, only the human cultivation line is recognized as the right path and has the ability to lead the three worlds.
The so-called demon cultivation is that the essence of heaven and earth is born from things, and it is transformed by the cultivation of animals and plants.
The so-called ghost cultivation is based on the principle of "all living beings must die, and death must return to the earth", which can control ghosts and corpses.
As for human cultivation and magic cultivation, they are both human, but the road is facing the sky, and they walk on one side. Human cultivation, Taoism cultivation, and heart cultivation, pay attention to the long flow of water and nature; magic cultivation, bone and skin repair, pay attention to fire cooking oil, Insanely charming.
And those who are trapped in the wild, without exception, are not monsters, ghosts, and people who have made mistakes and fallen into evil ways.
Xu Xingzhi looked at it with extreme eyes, and sure enough, there were several ragged ghosts flying up and down like shuttles, each holding a sharp blade, fighting furiously with the enemy.
Their foreheads were flashing with lavender cloud patterns that were the same color as the palm of the ghost-faced youth.
The ghost-faced youth was at a high place. Although he said that his entire body was pitch black, it was too conspicuous. Soon, a sharp arrow aimed at his chest, like lightning flying through a gap, and went straight away.
When the arrow was more than ten feet away from him, a nine-turn tassel spear that was more than half a zhang suddenly protected him in front of him, touching the tip of the arrow.
The two fronts touched each other, and an electric arc was drawn, and the tassel spear just split the arrowhead from the middle!
Afterwards, there was a phantom floating in front of the ghost-faced youth, and a figure gradually appeared.
The figure grabbed the end of the tassel spear, shaking his wrist, causing the tassel spear to draw a perfect arc in mid-air.
It was a very handsome young man, but unfortunately there was a little lilac cloud pattern between his eyebrows.
… This shows that he is nothing more than a ghost.
He temporarily abandoned the fierce battle below, turned to face the little young man wearing the ghost mask, leaned down, kissed the tip of his mask's nose, and said with a smile, "...why are you being so careless, I don't know how to hide? Hold on."
The ghost-faced youth was startled, embarrassed and annoyed: "Zhou Beinan, hurry up and get down!"
With a pinch of his fingertips, the purple light floated, and the young man with the gun fell off the cliff uncontrollably.
The ghost-faced youth touched the tip of his nose, bit his full lips, and the corners of his mouth turned down, as if he was sulking.
Xu Xingzhi sighed sincerely when he heard the shadow behind him: "...It's okay."
Xu Xingzhi asked him, "What should I do now?"
The shadow turned towards the sky and whistled.
Xu Xingzhi didn't know what he was doing, and just wanted to ask in detail, a skeleton suddenly emerged from behind a huge rock, so frightened that Xu Xingzhi almost didn't take a breath.
It was a female skeleton, the whole body was clean from top to bottom, and there was no trace of flesh, but there was still a cloud of black hair, which was properly coiled by her, and she pulled a long sash on it.
The first time she saw the charred man, she was surprised: "You are just going out to relax, how did you do this?"
Sombra didn't answer, only asked coldly, "What's going on?"
The bone girl stretched out her jagged right hand with only bones left, and put it on the black shadow's left wrist vein, and said, "It's the one that sealed the mountain."
Black Shadow sneered: "... over-the-top."
The bone girl's bones began to glow with light green light, pushing a wave of light into the black shadow: "I will heal you first. ... You don't have to worry. Even if you don't come back, Qu Chi and Zhou Beinan can win. "
Hearing this conversation, Xu Xingzhi felt that something was a little strange, but the collision of the treasures and the screaming and miserable howls interfered with his thoughts, and he no longer thought about it, he took a head out from their hiding place.
In the melee, it's hard to tell the difference between the enemy and me. Everyone is wearing quilted clothes and looks haggard. If you insist on saying something is different, it is probably a thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl.
She was very thin, her brown bunt was torn to pieces, and her sleeves were rolled up above her elbows, revealing her thin wrists as white as frost.
In contrast to all of this, there is a sword in each of her hands. The two swords are made of bronze. If they stand up, they are not much shorter than her height, but she can easily wave it with one hand. He slashed the opponent's neck with one sword.
There were several bloodstains on her face, which made her white and weak.
As the bone girl said, the group of people who came to harass the giant tower quickly retreated like a tide, dragging their soldiers away.
The girl clenched her two knives, put them back into the cross-shaped scabbards on her back, and tried to chase after them.
Xu Xingzhi was in a hurry, he came out of his hiding place and shouted, "Don't chase!"
The place of battle was in the empty valley, but his voice swayed in layers, circling endlessly.
The girl turned her head when she heard the sound and saw a strange man, she was not surprised and tilted her head slightly.
The ghost-faced youth standing on the cliff also looked at the sound, the purple light in his palm disappeared, and the talisman that he used to manipulate the group of ghosts and floated in the air fell to the ground with a click.
He murmured: "... Senior Brother Xu?"
The girl was not afraid of him, and raised her voice to ask, "Why don't you chase? They have already escaped!"
Xu Xingzhi pointed in the direction they left: "The flag has not fallen, and the formation has not been chaotic when escaping. Have you ever seen such an orderly escape?"
The girl was startled, not knowing whether she should go after him or not.
The bone girl who was treating the shadow just now looked at Xu Xingzhi sluggishly, and the skeleton made a creaking trembling sound.
"Listen to him."
A cold command sound came from behind Xu Xingzhi.
Xu Xingzhi looked back and was stunned.
Black Shadow's burned body stretched out, and the dehydrated body grew rapidly, and his height quickly surpassed Xu Xingzhi.
He is like a butterfly after feathering, the cocoon shell with scorched skin and flesh is removed, revealing the true nature inside.
His skin is very white, so white that it feels faintly glowing. The so-called "manly sultry", he probably only occupies the last two words, and his body is covered in a foggy and lazy state, but he doesn't scream. People are bored, the corners of his eyes are slightly pointed upwards, and the end of his eyes is dyed with a touch of natural red.
He wrapped his body in Xu Xingzhi's robe, but he was a little more charming than not wearing anything, and he didn't block anything that should be blocked.
Xu Xingzhi only looked at his face for a moment, but he couldn't look away from his groin.
… Hold.
This person looks like a pretty girl, and it's bigger than me when she pulls it out.
Xu Xingzhi thought about it for a long time before realizing that he had missed something very important just now.
… This person seems to have a very beautiful cinnabar mole between his eyebrows.
Xu Xingzhi looked up and met a pair of peach blossom eyes.
The owner of the peach blossom eye and the cinnabar mole just looked at Xu Xingzhi so directly, his eyes were like a deep pool, both seductive and possessive: "Senior brother, I have been waiting for you for so many years. , you finally came to me."
He was also welcome, took a quick shower, and after a little grooming, he touched the folding fan from the bedside and went out to let the wind out.
Outside the tower is dribbling rain. As soon as he left the tower gate, Xu Xingzhi saw Zhou Beinan, who was full of resentment with only one head above the ground.
Zhou Beinan's face turned blue as soon as he saw him, but he couldn't turn his eyes away, so he could only look up at him viciously from the horizon.
For some reason, when Xu Xingyi saw Zhou Beinan's gnashing teeth, he wanted to tease him.
He squatted down and said with concern: "What's the matter?"
Lu Yujiu, who was using a banana leaf to shield Zhou Beinan from the rain, said to Xu Xingzhi obediently, "He has been punished by Meng Chongguang until now because he played with his senior brother yesterday."
Hearing the whole story, Xu Xingzhi fanned Zhou Beinan with a fan and gloated: "That's really hard for you."
Zhou Beinan's face was full of "rolling".
The more this is the case, the more Xu Xingzhi wants to bully him.
He wanted to reach out and touch Zhou Beinan's head, but he felt empty, and then he remembered that Zhou Beinan had already died, and what was in front of him was just a soul, and mortals couldn't touch him at all.
As soon as Xu Xingzhi developed a little sympathy, Zhou Beinan glared at him and said, "...Xu Xingzhi, wait for me, and I will kill you when I come out."
Xu Xingzhi's sympathy disappeared in an instant.
He picked up a lock of hair hanging down from his temples, and smiled at Zhou Beinan: "Official man, you are here."
Zhou Beinan was so disgusted that he could not wait to climb out of the scourge immediately.
When he was happily flirting with Zhou Beinan, suddenly, Xu Xingzhi vaguely heard a woman singing in the mountains and forests.
Xu Xingzhi looked around and found that the bone girl who could perform the healing technique was transferred out of the bamboo forest.
After she met Xu Xingzhi's eyes, her singing stopped, and all the bones in her body trembled.
After staring at him for a long time, the bone girl suddenly realized something, turned and fled into the bamboo forest.
Xu Xingzhi remembered that he did write about a woman in the book, specializing in the treatment of different techniques, and she was indeed full of bones.
If someone was injured, as long as it didn't hurt the bones, she could transfer those wounds to herself and heal the wounded. Yesterday, she removed the burns on Meng Chongguang's body, using this special technique.
But Xu Xingzhi didn't know what she had to do with the original owner. When she saw herself, she seemed to just want to hide and refuse to meet.
Lu Yujiu stared at the back of the bone girl, then looked at Xu Xingzhi, and asked softly, "Senior brother, don't you recognize her?"
Most of Lu Yujiu's face was blocked by the hideous ghost mask, Xu Xingzhi couldn't see his expression, but he could hear unspeakable regret in his tone.
"Who is she?" Xu Xingzhi asked following his words.
Zhou Beinan clicked his tongue and motioned Lu Yujiu not to speak.
Lu Yujiu pursed her lips: "She specifically told us last night not to tell you."
… but what’s so hard to guess
The long wispy hairband of the Bone Girl was exactly the same as the one on Meng Chongguang's hair, so it must be a token unique to Fengling Mountain.
Her bones were washed clean, and she was as white as jade. Even if there was only one long hair left, she had to comb it properly before she would go out. She must be a person who loves beauty.
In Xu Xingzhi's broken memory, there is indeed such a very beautiful woman. Her surname is Yuan and her name is Yuan Ruri. She is the youngest junior sister in Fengling Mountain. laugh.
But now she has only a skeleton left, singing and singing among the mountains and forests.
Xu Xingzhi knew something in his heart, but he pretended not to know. He shook the fan and said with a smile: "This is strange, I can't guess who it is. But just looking at the bones, it is very good, she is a beautiful embryo."
Zhou Beinan, who was buried in the ground, said disdainfully, "...what woman in the world is not beautiful in your eyes?"
Xu Xingzhi closed the fan and said, "Every woman in the world has its own beauty. Some are beautiful in their skin, and some are in their bones. You don't understand this truth."
The bone girl was hidden in the forest and listened to Xu Xingzhi's words thoroughly.
She shed hot tears, turned and ran away.
Her withered feet stepped on the dry bamboo leaves, making a fine rustling sound.
After teasing Zhou Beinan enough, Xu Xingzhi walked slowly around the tower, thinking about his own thoughts.
Everything here is slightly different from what he imagined. There is no grand scene of disciples and ghosts everywhere, just a lonely tower.