Wu Chang Jie

Chapter 219

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On the seventh day of the new autumn, the moon rises between the Milky Way and the bullfight. Heaven and earth have Zhongqi, the first is Zhongyuan.

For the people of Fengdu, the grandness and solemnity of the Ghost Festival is no less than that of the New Year.

In one piece of land, two spaces, they have lived a harmonious life of humans and ghosts coexisting for a long time. Under the control of the underworld, ghosts will not disturb the lives of living people, and living people are also in awe of this invisible "friend and neighbor". On the day of Hungry Ghost Festival, the world will be temporarily open to ghosts, so that the dead can come back to visit those who miss them. After the sun goes down, every household will hang a bright lamp in front of the door to guide relatives on the way home.

This is also the busiest and most stressful day in Hades. After the sun sets, the Fengdu barrier will be opened in a limited amount, allowing those ghosts who have not yet been reincarnated to go back to visit their relatives. The evil ghosts, but Fengdu's enchantment is in a relatively weak state, and there are always ghosts and resentful spirits who want to fish in troubled waters and sneak into the world. The underworld's million ghosts will patrol around to prevent ghosts from doing evil. Of course, the living should try their best to stay out of their homes.

The reason why they are sure that the Demon Lord and the Red Ghost King will launch an attack on the Ghost Festival is precisely because this day is the best time of the year.

However, the arrival of Li Buyu and Lan Chuihan caused an undercurrent to surge in Fengdu City. What kind of holiday is celebrated.

Since the battle in Chidi City three years ago, many rumors surrounding the revival of the demon king, the reincarnation of the human emperor, the red ghost king, and the world of cultivating immortals have caused panic among the people of Kyushu. In previous years, there were many brave people who dared to go out after the sun went down, just to witness the legendary night walk of ghosts, but this year it is still daylight, every house has been closed, and the streets are empty.

The city lord of Fengdu City is Cui Jue's manager in the human world, named Xu Huan. He is born with yin and yang eyes and can talk to ghosts. The underworld should not interfere with human affairs. Zhong Kui is a different kind, but it does not mean that the underworld knows nothing about the world and does nothing. The city gods in various places are used by the underworld to supervise the world.

Xu Huan received Li Buyu, Lan Chuihan and others outside the city, and settled them in the post house.

Lan Chuihan didn't see Xie Bian, and was a little surprised: "Where's Wuchang?"

"Oh, Lord Bai will be there soon." Xu Huan said, "I won't disturb you all, I'll take my leave first."

After Xu Huan left, Li Buyu closed his eyes and sat firmly on the main seat, coughing a few times.

"Master..."

Just as Song Chungui was about to step forward to ask, Li Zhiqing already bent down and asked respectfully: "Father, is your throat uncomfortable?"

Li Buyu didn't open his eyes, and said softly: "How many times have I told you." The voice was not angry but pretentious.

"Well, Master. Warm some pear soup for you."

"Um."

Song Chungui stood aside silently.

Lan Chuihan's gaze swept across the master and apprentice, and finally looked deeply at Song Chungui, but Song Chungui avoided his gaze.

As soon as Li Zhiqing left, unusual footsteps and breath came in.

Li Buyu opened his eyes, his eyesight was already very serious, his pupils were almost completely white, but he was still under the misty white mist, trying to look at the person in front of him, but no matter how much he strengthened his eyesight, he could not See the faces of the two of them clearly.

"Bian!" Lan Chuihan stood up from the chair, and the sword was unsheathed at the same time. What made him nervous was not the sudden appearance of Xie Bian, but Fan Wuxi who was beside him.

The people who stayed in the same inn with Li Buyu were at least elders of various immortal sects. Their pupils were shocked, as if they were facing a big enemy. They never expected that the Demon Lord, who had disappeared for three years, would be so without warning. appeared in front of my eyes.

Fan Wuxi's playful eyes swept across the room: "Your grandparents have seen a little bit of the world, and this world of cultivating immortals is really getting worse every year."

"Bian, what's going on here." Lan Chuihan suddenly broke out in sweat.

Xie Bian found a chair and sat down comfortably: "He said he would help us defeat Jiang Qulian and Qi Mengsheng."

"What good intentions can he have?" Song Chungui held his sword to protect Li Buyu's side, without any fear on his face, "It's just to sneak into the Netherworld and steal the Xuanyuan Tianji Talisman."

Hearing this, Fan Wushi rewarded Song Chungui with a serious eye: "Taking other people's things is called stealing. The secret talisman belongs to the deity."

Song Chungui said coldly: "I really regret that I didn't kill you in Fumenghui back then." When he saw Fan Wushi using Zongxuan swordsmanship, he should have realized that this young man was extraordinary.

"It's good to have courage, but it's ridiculous to overestimate one's strength." Fan Wuxi suddenly spread his palms, a flash of inspiration flashed, and a scroll appeared in his hand.

Everyone took a step back unconsciously, and their faces changed.

"Back then, although I couldn't fully control this magic weapon, it was more than enough to kill you. The reason why you can live until now is because I didn't want to reveal my identity at the time." Shao Fox's eyes were full of evil, and he scanned everyone, "Now, you have entered my cage, and I can bury the entire Fengdu City alive."

Xie Bi'an said coldly: "Fengdu City is gone, and you won't get the Heaven's Secret Talisman, what do you really want?"

"It's still early." Fan Wuxi looked out of the window, and said sarcastically, "Who knows if there are any traitors among you who are in collusion with Qi Mengsheng. When the time comes, you will naturally know."

"Fan Wushi, don't play tricks on me." Lan Chuihan said sharply.

Fan Wuxi's eyes slowly drifted towards Lan Chuihan, with a murderous look in his eyes: "Presumptuous, in terms of seniority and status, what are you in front of this deity."

Lan Chuihan stared angrily.

Xie Bian's heart skipped a beat, for fear that Fan Wushi would be unfavorable to Lan Chuihan: "Brother Lan, let me take a step to talk."

"How dare you." Fan Wuxi glared at him sullenly.

Jie Bian glanced at him: "You come together."

Li Buyu, who had been silent all this time, called out "Dijun" hesitantly.

Jie Bian glanced at him lightly, and walked upstairs.

The three of them came to Lan Chuihan's guest room, and Fan Wuxi and Lan Chuihan were almost standing in two corners of the room. In front of Fan Wushi's face, the two had difficulty speaking, Xie Bian could only ask about Song Chungui.

Lan Chuihan shook his head helplessly: "Now Li Buyu takes his son with him when he goes in and out, and neglects Song Chungui. Song Chungui has not been cleared of the suspicion of killing Wu Sihai, but he is very filial to Li Buyu...Anyway, the Wuliang faction is in a mess. The same is true for the Xianmeng, there are already many sects who are ready to turn against Qi Mengsheng."

"No." Jie Bian said in a deep voice, "I won't let Qi Mengsheng succeed." He didn't want Fan Wushi to know that he already had Qi Mengsheng in his hands, but unfortunately he might not find a chance to talk to Lan Chuan. There is no exchange of cold.

"The current situation..." Lan Chuihan took a look at Fan Wuxi, and said in a deep voice, "You said you wanted to help us, but you were the one who joined forces with the Red King in the first place."

Fan Wuxi showed a cruel smile: "You doubt me? I also suspect that you are in collusion with him. After all, you are really a couple of fate."

As soon as these words came out, Xie Bi'an was shocked, and Lan Chuihan's face turned pale: "You... what did you say?!"

"Lan Chuihan, even if you drink Mengpo soup, the memory of the past will not disappear, but it is temporarily forgotten. Once you come into contact with people and things related to the previous life, the memory will be triggered." Fan Wuxi smiled wickedly. Looking at Xie Bian, "I'm right, brother."

Xie Bian stared blankly at Lan Chuihan.

Fan Wuxi stabbed again: "I can't believe that you haven't even thought about it all these years."

Lan Chui coldly said: "What do you know? What do you think you know?!"

"I know, do you know?" Fan Wuxi looked fiercely, "You still don't dare to know."