Chapter 140: Immortal and Immortal (1)

"Why didn't you tell me!" Zhuo Zichen threw away the crystal in his hand, he hated being used the most, when Gong Xiuliang let him go, he was still grateful, but now he thinks about it, it's stupid. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Tell you, your play is not good~" Xitongmeng cocked Erlang's legs and sneered.

"You haven't been told about spying on me, and you're still laughing at me."

"Hey, I'm not wrong......"

"Hey, you ...... man"

Zhuo Anwei waved his hand, "Okay." The two of them immediately shut up.

He continued: "Now it is at least proven that he did it for some other purpose, and with the help of external forces. ”

"Why?" Zhuo Zichen was puzzled.

"Ahem......" Zhuo Anwei wanted to explain, but he coughed and was picked up by Fang Jie.

"His ability alone can't do it so seamlessly, and there are very few people in the Cloud Pavilion who can be driven by him, just look at the scapegoat." Fang Jie paused, "I think he abandoned the car to protect the commander in order to cover the true identity of his accomplices, that is to say, there are techniques in the method of monitoring Zichen that do not belong to the Yunxiao Pavilion. ”

"Who could it be?" Zhuo Zichen asked, "Wuyuanfang and Wangumen are still ...... Phantom Cult? ”

Zhuo Anwei shook his head, "I don't know." He sighed lightly, "It's very likely that he is not a person in the Yin and Yang Realm at all, or a marginal person, and I don't have a clue now." ”

The three words of the marginal one caught Zhuo Zichen's attention, this is an organization, and it is a more mysterious existence in the Yin and Yang Realm, which is already full of secrets. No one knows when it started, where it was stationed, how many people there were, and where it came from. I only know that they occasionally appear in the world, they don't do things for fame and fortune, they do it all according to their preferences, they don't belong to any party, and the decent and evil factions are not important to them.

And the side that gets their help usually wins the struggle. Therefore, all factions tried to find them, but to no avail.

In the last hundred years, this organization has appeared more frequently than at any time in history. But there were only two times, once when the Eight-Nation Coalition invaded, and once thirty years ago.

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Zhu Xuanxi looked unusually calm when he woke up, as if he knew that he would wake up.

He patted his body to make sure that he didn't have a missing arm or a broken leg, and sighed softly: "It's still not dead." ”

"How?" Xuan Ming sat cross-legged on the stone collapse opposite him, "Do you want to die?" ”

He sat up with a carp, and the soft fur under his body was smooth and smooth, and he seemed to be of the highest quality. "Yo, I'm being treated." He grabbed the fur, "Isn't it propaganda on TV, what is not bought and sold, there is no killing." ”

"Objects were handed down from our ancestors, and at that time people did not rely on slogans to preach." Xuan Ming did not open his eyes and continued to meditate.

Zhu Xuanxi grinned, "Then what?" ”

Xuan Ming opened his eyes slightly, not completely, "Kill." ”

Zhu Xuanxi's eyes suddenly flashed with flames and black smoke, in his next destined long life, he didn't want to see that kind of misery a second time, which was also the most important reason why he was here now.

"How did the master of Xuanfang convince Xiaolan." Zhu Xuanxi knows Yuan Ruolan best, she will never leave herself, she will definitely stay by her side, but now there are only him and Xuan Ming in the room, the reason is self-evident.

Xuan Ming closed her eyes again, "She thought I saved you." ”

"I see."

"I can explain it to her, though." The water elemental in Xuan Ming's palms emitted a deep blue light, as if it came from the deep sea. "If you need it."

Zhu Xuanxi bowed his head and said, "No need. ”

"She treats you with sincerity, but you want to deceive her, sad, lamentable." Xuan Ming put away his palms and walked from the stone collapse to Zhu Xuanxi.

Zhu Xuanxi sneered: "Each other, each other." ”

"I never admitted that I saved you, and she didn't ask me, so it's not a lie." Xuan Ming stood still, "As her uncle, I don't want to put her in danger, so I don't have to say things that I don't have to let her know." ”

Zhu Xuanxi looked at Yuan Ruolan and Qin Le who were playing around Ouyang Zheng outside the house through the window lattice, and felt sad inexplicably, he didn't know how long they could be so carefree, after all, once fate was entangled, it would be difficult to get rid of it.

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In 1873, a small town on the northern border.

Zhu Xuanxi has traveled through most of China, and has seen too many widows and starvations, and gradually became indifferent. What can he do if the world is like this? It took him two years to go from being an angry young man to being the majority of people, and he had just turned 17.

In the past two years, he has served as a soldier, killed people, worked as a reporter for "Declaration", and drummed up a small business...... It can be said that I have done all the most up-to-date occupations at the moment, but I don't get tired of staying in each place for more than a month, and then I will change to the next one. Fortunately, in those days, there were no ID cards and no Internet connections, and there were many people who killed people and sold goods with impunity.

If you want to talk about growth, it is probably because he has trained the two yuan gods of wood and fire to be close to five yuan, which is much stronger than resting on his laurels in Nanchun Old Street. During this period, he also met one or two down-and-out onmyoji, most of them did the work of "god sticks", went to big families to cheat and eat and drink, and used one or two techniques to bluff a large family.

As for the monsters, there are indeed a lot, in the turbulent years, people are extremely sloppy in dealing with corpses, and there are often cracks in the space of this world and this life, releasing one or two little demons, but they can't set off any big storms, and they can be driven away by Buddhist charms alone, and most of them don't need an onmyoji to come out.

In order to fill his stomach, Zhu Xuanxi also started the business of "collecting demons", but he doesn't like to rely on "cheating", so he is seriously looking for those little demons who are making trouble. Most of these spirits came to this world by coincidence, and because of their nature, they like to play tricks on people, but they have never really harmed people. He usually uses branches and vines as a trick to "kill" those monsters, and then returns the body to the other world. If the plot is light, just turn a blind eye and let it go.

After a long time, there are few human friends, but there are a lot of monster friends, and some will stay with him for a period of time and then go back, and the reason for their departure is usually to complain that people's hearts are complicated, not as simple as in other lives, good is good, bad is bad.

According to a monster friend, this area has not been very peaceful recently, there are always supernatural events, and the movements are not small, which is somewhat unusual. He had nothing to do and was shy, so he went to the address he had obtained, and as soon as he entered the town, he was already aware of the many forces that filled it, and he did not hide it at all, and was very arrogant.

The strangest thing is that some of them are from the Onmyoji, although he doesn't know the faction, but there is a strong smell of conspiracy in the air, which makes him more interested, and he enters the town without thinking about it.

The road ahead was blocked, and the townspeople dressed up and copied shovels, looked at him with very unfriendly eyes, and said in a thick northeastern accent:

"Where are you in a mess, come and do it!"

At the same time, a large number of people like him came out behind him, and they were really "the same": appearance, dress, posture, speech......

If you do a rough calculation, there are more than 100 people. (To be continued.) )