"Huh?" Shen Fu didn't hear too clearly, and he didn't delve into it, looking at the eight people, "When was the last time you summoned spirits?"

"Yesterday, yesterday. ”

In other words, tomorrow is the next conjuring.

Sure enough, as soon as the second night came, Wen Sheng appeared.

He tied the eleven people together with a vine and took them to a room where they used to perform spiritualism.

Shen Fu and the others obediently followed all the way in, only to see that the four walls of the room were covered with yellow talismans painted with strange symbols, and the roof was still hung with fluttering yellow flags. The well-preserved corpses, one large and one small, on the stone bed in the very center were none other than Xiao Yun and Huzi.

"Go and kneel. Wen Sheng gave orders indifferently, and a group of people obediently walked to the spiritual positions of Xiao Yun and Huzi.

"Wait. ”

Glancing at the arm blocking him, Shen Fu blinked a pair of big watery eyes, opened his mouth, and started to cry again.

"I suddenly remembered that you three were not familiar with my wife and children. He pointed to a very inconspicuous corner, "I still want to get out alive, so I stay there honestly." ”

"Good good ......"

Three people were tied up and sat in that corner.

At this moment, a yellow-robed Taoist priest walked in.

Wen Sheng immediately stepped forward respectfully, "Master Lao." ”

Shen Fu, who was sitting in the corner, licked his lips, I really didn't know how he called 'master' in the face of such a charlatan.

The yellow-robed Taoist priest waved his hand pretending to be next to the corpse, and he rolled up his sleeves, revealing the soul bell on his right wrist.

This string of copper bells is simple in color, and it is carved with intricate patterns, but it is somewhat similar to the copper bells she saw in Xiaomeng's obsession, but one conjures and one dementors, and the function is very different.

The Taoist priest shook his right hand quickly, turned left and right around the stone bed, and still had words in his mouth. At the same time, Wen Sheng and the eight people kneeling in front of the spiritual throne also began to call the names of Xiao Yun and Huzi non-stop.

This miraculous operation finally stopped an hour later, Wen Sheng's face was covered with sweat, and he looked even weaker than usual, "Master, counting this time, it is already the thirty-third time, but why are my wife and children still like this?"

The Taoist priest stroked his beard and pretended to be profound, "Eighty-one times have not passed the halfway point, naturally there will be no improvement, and it is often counterproductive to be in a hurry, remember, remember." ”

"Follow the Master's teachings. ”

After sending the yellow-robed Taoist priest away, Wen Sheng carefully touched the two cold corpses lying on the stone bed.

He took out a palm-sized silver mirror from his arms, held it in both hands like a treasure, and looked at the mirror stupidly.

This operation made Shen Fu a little confused, so looking in the mirror and looking like an idiot, could it be that this Wen Sheng is actually a narcissist who is more narcissistic than her?

Suddenly, a sound came from the silver mirror, followed by the gentle voice of a woman, the giggling of a boy, and ...... Wensheng's own voice.

Shen Fu stared at the silver mirror in Wen Sheng's hand in surprise.

After a gust of wind that blew the talisman rattling, a woman in blue came in a flutter, and the Langle Qin in her arms flashed with a chill.

"It's over?" the woman's voice was cold and haughty.

"Yes. Wen Sheng took the silver mirror back into his arms.

Glancing at the silver mirror, the woman smiled coldly, "Do things for me well, and there are other good things that are also yours." ”

"Thank you, Sect Master!Wen Shengding will do his best to help you find the orb. ”

This woman is the current sect master of the Xiyin Qin Sect - Fu Roujia.

Shen Fu in the corner slowly hooked the corners of his lips, Fu Roujia, I haven't seen you for many years, have you ever missed it?

Fu Roujia snorted coldly, "It's been more than three months, but there is no clue?" I even have some doubts, is it worth the effort to save you in the first place!"

"Sect Master is angry, I have lived in Moli Mountain since I was a child, but in the past three months, I have searched almost every corner of Moli Mountain, and I have never found the treasure bead you mentioned......"

It turned out that it was Fu Roujia who saved Wen Sheng, and then asked him to help her find the jewel.

"You mean to say I misjudged?" she plucked the strings with her fingers, and a hint of murderous intent flashed across her cold face. "Do you know who the owner of this mountain is?"

"Ning Wushu of Yaoxing Yizong. ”

"Heh, that was given to him by Shen Fu. Shen Fu, you should know. ”

"Yes. Wen Sheng replied, "The female demon who cultivated evil art and went mad, and as a result, she was punished by heaven." ”

The female demon who was tied up in the corner twitched the corners of her mouth.

"Damned?hahahahaha...... Isn't it just a curse? Fu Roujia burst out of maniacal laughter, which frightened the eight villagers into curling up even tighter. She wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with laughter, and her eyes became fierce and vicious, "Let her die like that, it's really cheap for her!"

"Sect Master ......"

She exhaled, "I have sent people to investigate every place in Shaguang, and now there is only one place left in Moli Mountain, which once belonged to Shaguang, Shen Fu is dead, but the Gathering Spirit Bead will not disappear out of thin air, so you must help me find it." Otherwise, if you can't wait for your wife and children to come back to you, I will personally send you to them!"

"Yes!" Wen Sheng knelt down in front of Fu Roujia.

"Those people. She didn't even glance at the eight people, "Deal with it." ”

Shen Fu was not surprised at all, after hearing such a secret, she would not let those eight people live.

"Sect Master, spare your life, Sect Master! Those people ...... I'm still useful to those people......" Wen Sheng crawled to her feet on his knees.

"Since you don't want to, then I'll come myself. Fu Roujia kicked Wen Sheng away, swept his five fingers on the strings, and the sound of the Zheng Zheng piano suddenly turned into a blue air blade and broke through the air.

At the same time as the sound of the piano sounded, there was the crackling sound of Amatodo.

A silver ray, which was a hundred times stronger than the blue air blade, did not lose half of its power after the blue qi blade was scattered, and slammed into Fu Roujia's left shoulder, forcing it back several feet.

Staring at the 'beautiful woman' who suddenly appeared in front of her and had deep spiritual power, Fu Roujia knew that she couldn't compete with it, so she had to flee in a hurry.

Shen Fu and Ning Wushu hurriedly stepped forward to check on Wen Sheng's injuries, but it was too late. Fu Roujia's kick carried three points of spiritual power, which was not something Wen Sheng could bear at all.

It's still too late.

It may also be a relief for Wensheng.

After several people except for the dense forest, they buried the body of Wensheng's family in one place, and the whole village came to worship, including the eight people, just for Wensheng's final desperate rescue.

Kind people will eventually return to the path of kindness.

Wen Sheng still couldn't watch those who he once knew so well die innocently, even though he had made the wrong decision because of the unbearable pain.

But why is it that good people are never seen to have a happy ending?

"What are you thinking?" Jun Heng saw her staring at Wensheng's tombstone for a long time.

"I'm wondering, why are good people always not living long?" Shen Fu said.

"The length of a person's life span may have its own fixed number in the dark, and it cannot be distinguished by good or bad. ”

At this time, Ning Wushu walked towards them with an object.

"Where have you been?" asked Shen Fu.

Ning Wushu raised the things in his hand, "I just remembered that Wensheng's silver mirror fell in the dense forest, and I went to find it." ”

"At that time, I thought it was amazing and asked me to study it. Shen Fu stepped forward and looked at the silver mirror with him.

Like water dripping into a lake, after the ripples, the mirror gradually becomes clear.

The picture in the mirror actually shows the back mountain of Yaoxing Yizong.

The familiar picture touched Shen Fu's long-sealed memory, that year Yaoxing Yizong held a 'black and white meeting' to meet friends with chess, the sect master of Yizong invited Shen Lie to go, Shen Fu also followed, she was only six years old at the time, because she felt bored watching chess, she ran to the back mountain of Yizong, where she saw Ning Wushu who was playing chess alone.

She called him, and he shouldn't. In the end, Shen Fu deliberately moved the chess pieces on his chessboard, only to change his calm and waveless eyes.

Not only are there many old men here, but even Ning Wushu's young age is the same old-fashioned, Shen Fu only feels that Yi Zong is extremely boring from the inside out, from people to things, and has never been to Yaoxing since.

Speaking of which, it was the only intersection between them before the birthday banquet of the Taoist Sect.

The ripples suddenly appeared, and the picture began to change, and this time it was Ning Wushu who appeared in the silver mirror, fifteen-year-old Ning Wushu.

And...... Thirteen-year-old Shen Fu.

Daozong's birthday banquet, Sword Sect's congratulatory gift, the spirit bead is missing, and he is locked up in the dungeon.

The little girl in the red pomegranate skirt lay on the young man's back and sniffed, "Y-Are you tired?"

"It's okay, I'm not tired, don't be afraid, I'll be able to go home soon. ”

The little girl nodded, and the arm around the young man's neck tightened again, and the look of fear on her face eased slightly, and she kept the young man's words in mind.

Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, you'll be able to go home soon.

Ning Wushu carried Shen Fu on his back and ran desperately all the way, running desperately, lest the Daoist Sect find out that Shen Fu was missing and catch up.

The young man whose clothes were soaked with sweat was a little embarrassed, he put her in front of the Yuzong Gate and wiped the sweat from his forehead, "Quick, go up quickly, just go home, with Sect Master Shen to protect you, no one can hurt you anymore." ”

"Then you, what should you do? Otherwise, you go back to Yuzong with me, my father and mother know that you saved me, and I will definitely protect you!"

He shook his head and smiled slightly, "No, I'm going home too, Master is still waiting for me in Yaoxing." Rest assured, I took you out with care, and no one knew it was me. ”

The little girl was still a little uneasy, so she tore off the colorful veil hanging on her feather fan and stuffed it into Ning Wushu's hand, which was made by her mother herself, and the entire Yuzong disciples knew it, "Then if someone wants to hurt you, you must come to Yuzong to find me with the loin, okay?"

The boy smiled, "Okay." ”

It's just that the young people and girls at that time couldn't predict how sinister and greedy the hearts of the people in the world were.

The picture turned again, and it was still Shen Fu lying on Ning Wushu's back, but unlike just now, it was the twenty-three-year-old Shen Fu lying on his back.

Ning Wushu carried her eyes closed and covered in blood all the way to Shake Light, through a dense jungle, to a cave.

At that time, there were not flowers in front of the cave, and he laid her down on the stone bed in the cave.

That's where Shen Fu woke up not long ago.

After that, every once in a while, Ning Wushu would come to the cave to see her.

With a 'snap', the silver mirror fell to the ground, stained with a layer of soil, and Jun Heng vaguely saw Shen Fu sleeping in the cave and Ning Wushu standing aside.

The last scene that appeared in the silver mirror, from beginning to end, Shen Fu didn't know.

It turned out that it was the one who saved her from desperately Conghua Longyuan...... Rather no difference.

"You ......" Ning Wushu had never looked at Shen Fu as carefully as he did at this moment, and after a while, he took a deep breath and slowly spoke, "If my expectations are correct, this silver mirror should be the spirit mirror's 'retrospective'." The so-called retrospection is that you can go back to the past of the person in the mirror, if the two appear in the mirror at the same time, the past in the mirror is the common past of the two. So—"

"Yes, I'm Shen Fu. A gust of wind lifted her drooping green silk, Shen Fu bent her eyebrows, and removed the disguise technique that Mr. Chu had applied on her face, revealing a face ten times better than before. "It turns out that you are the one who took me to shake the light again. ”

Ning Wushu smiled suddenly, like a melting wind, "It's really you!You, did you wake up?I haven't seen you in this time, I didn't expect you to wake up——"

The latter words came to an abrupt end in the woman's sudden embrace.

Ning Wushu heard the woman buried in his chest whisper, "Thank you, Ning Wushu." ”

He was stunned, and the arms hanging on his sides didn't know whether to raise or not, but he felt his heart move suddenly.