Chapter 2: Maddening the Beast

"Go to Beijing to catch the exam, scholar ......" Han Qi's eyes flickered, and he said to Hu Chai: "My body is a little weak, please help me." Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Hu Chai didn't doubt him, walked over, grabbed his right arm with both hands, lifted it up with great effort, and advised: "These days, you've stayed up late to read again, right? Brother Guangrui, it's not me talking about you, although you ...... knowledge?"

Just as he was earnestly admonishing, Han Qi clasped his palm on the back of his head, and pulled out a soul, searching for all the memories of the other party's past.

After a while, Han Qi learned everything he wanted to know, and with a clench of his palm, he crushed Hu Chai's soul and swallowed it into his stomach.

"In the past countless years, there has not been such a strange thing, but when the imperial examination was reopened, this person had a monstrous luck. Now that I think about it, the luck hidden in the long river of fate is afraid that it should be above the examination room or officialdom. That's it, that's it, the life span of a mortal is only a moment, from now on, I am Chen Guangrui, and I will go through the officialdom of the Tang Dynasty. Stopping the futile search for luck, Han Qi said secretly in his heart.

The soul was damaged, the qi was weak and weak, and he couldn't fly, so Chen Guangrui had to steal an inferior horse and gallop all the way along the official road in the direction of Chang'an.

When I arrived in Chang'an, there were still three days to go before the start of the exam. Chen Guangrui sold his horses, went to the government to register his name and identity, filled in the application list, and then found a good-looking inn and walked forward.

As soon as he walked into the door, he felt countless hot eyes on him, as thick as a mountain.

After a slight pause, I raised my eyes and saw that the lobby was full of scholars in green shirts and white clothes. Under the many gorgeous-looking human flesh and skin, there are ugly spirits......

In the Chang'an Mansion, the white bone spirit sat on a rocking chair with squinting eyes. The eldest grandson Wuji, the general of the left Wuwei of the Tang Dynasty, the left servant shot Du Ruhui, the right servant shot Fang Xuanling, and the three important ministers of the state sat upright, checking the list of applicants.

After a long time, Du Ruhui's eyes were slightly fixed, his fingers clenched a list, and he raised his eyes and said, "Teacher, I found it, Haizhou Chen Cao Chen Guangrui, the registration form I just filled out today." ”

The white bone spirit slowly opened his eyes and sat up straight: "Is there a detailed address for him now?"

"It's not documented. ”

"Mobilize the maximum strength that the twenty-four of you can muster, and I will know the location of this Chen Guangrui within two hours. The Bone Spirit commanded.

The three of them should be, stood up together, and walked outside the room. When approaching the door, the eldest grandson Wuji turned his eyes and said: "By the way, in the past two days, there have been a lot of demons and evil in Chang'an City, and the national teacher has written to His Majesty to ask for the elimination of demons, this will not affect your plan, right?"

"National Teacher...... Yuan Tiangang?" Bai Gujing asked rhetorically.

The eldest grandson Wuji bowed his head: "In addition to the position of national teacher, he is also the guardian of the Tang Dynasty." ”

"Let him go for now. If he affects my plans in the future, I'll talk to him personally. If you can't talk about it, you can kill it. The white bone spirit said indifferently.

The eldest grandson Wuji's cheeks twitched violently, and his heart seemed to slow down by half a beat.

Yuan Tiangang, that is not a third-rate small role, but a god who guards the entire Tang Dynasty. Over the years, the reason why Chang'an has always been prosperous and why the Tang Dynasty has become stronger and stronger has a great relationship with this old man.

If he is killed by the person in front of him who disagrees with him, he will really be the national capital of the Tang Dynasty.

There is a heart to persuade him, but the eldest grandson Wuji also understands in his heart that his own words cannot influence this person's thoughts at all. She is not an enlightened king like Li Shimin who can listen to opinions with an open mind, but a strong figure who is arbitrary.

"You still have to pay close attention to this matter, once there is a conflict between these two people, you need to advise Yuan Tiangang is ......" sighed slightly in his heart, and the eldest grandson Wuji and Fang Mou Du Duan walked out of the room together.

An hour later, the White Bone Spirit received a message from the eldest grandson Wuji, and set off for Xicheng, gradually coming to a lavishly decorated inn.

Standing outside the door, looking inside, a playful smile flashed across his face. Stepping into it is as if you have crossed from one world to another, and the interior of the door is an endless desert.

In the desert, the sun hangs in the sky and the temperature is scorching.

On the yellow sand, blood stained into sheets, limbs all over the field.

The white bone spirit was silently suspended in mid-air, not far in front of him, there was still a human and two fierce beasts fighting fiercely, the fairy light crisscrossed the ten thousand paths, the divine power penetrated the heavens and the earth, and between the runes flowed, deducing their respective magical powers, reflecting the mysteries of the heavens.

The deafening roar and the collision of hand-to-hand combat continued to sound, and the space was around the three, cracking countless thin cracks, faintly projecting the light of the outside world.

"There's a sacred-level figure coming, and you still can't stop?!" Chen Guangrui whipped the white tiger, kicked the flying Kunpeng, quickly retreated, and shouted loudly.

The white tiger flipped over in mid-air and landed steadily in mid-air, and the Kunpeng spread its wings and flew high, its wings like wings hanging from the sky, passing through the air without any damage.

"Are you Chen Guangrui?" Seeing that all three of them were looking at themselves, the White Bone Spirit asked the only human.

"It's me, Your Excellency?"

"It's good if it's you, it doesn't matter who I am...... The important thing is that this trip, I'm just a spectator, you continue. The White Bone Spirit took a few steps back and said seriously.

"Aren't you a fierce beast?" asked Chen Guangrui in a deep voice.

The white bone spirit looked puzzled: "No, what do you mean?"

"I now believe you're just a spectator. Chen Guangrui said sadly and indignantly: "These fierce beasts, after feeling the atmospheric luck hidden in the long river of my fate, all attacked me like crazy. No matter what I say, I don't want to let me go. I forced my soul to burn up so that I could barely resist their attacks, which is really hateful!"

"Don't play the poor card. The White Bone Spirit smiled and said, "I am not an existence with a sense of justice. ”

Chen Guangrui's color changed, and the white tiger laughed and said: "This girl, why don't you join forces with us to kill this human being, we will discuss the ownership of the atmospheric luck later." ”

The white bone spirit shook his head and said to Chen Guangrui: "I smell an extremely fierce smell on you, this smell is extremely inconsistent with your physical body, presumably you have taken away Chen Guangrui's body."

In addition, you said that in the long river of your destiny there is great luck, and this great luck must have been brought to you by this physical body, right? If you want to deal with you, it is actually very simple, as long as this physical body is broken, all your calculations will eventually be empty. ”

Chen Guangrui's eyes flickered, and he pretended to be tough and said: "As you said, if you destroy this body, that great fortune will definitely dissipate." If that happens, you're going to get nothing!"

The Bone Spirit chuckled, noncommittal. For him, it doesn't matter what kind of soul lives in Chen Guangrui's body. As long as this body is still there, the favor of the Heavenly Dao, that is, the great fortune, will not let his calculation fail.

"Chen Guangrui, I don't care what kind of monster is hidden in your body, but there is a business I want to talk to you about, what do you think?" )