At this time, this matter is a good thing for Chu Zixuan. The appearance of the groom is beneficial to both of them, although he has some things to interrogate him, so he has to use three teams of spies, who knows that the three teams of spies are as useless as resident rice worms, and it is not as good as a disciple of the academy to find someone. According to the requirements, Moka must agree to join the strategist group of the night ghosts, and the strategist token is a gift deliberately given to him by Chu Zixuan.

The legend of the token varies from place to place, but the strategist token in the Nanban can only be a badge, a status symbol.

"I'm willing to help the city lord." Moka pulled out the Strategist token from the placket of his coat and pushed it onto the table.

Finish...

The next day, the giant spirit went to the student's mansion with a ruler iron sword, and was bumping into several teenagers at lunch, coarse rice and light rice, salted fish as companions. The giant spirit politely greeted the prince of Huan Wang and called out to the prince, which frightened Moka.

"Moka, you are the fourth prince of the Khanate!" Lao Wang said before he could swallow a mouthful of white rice, and at the same time, a small piece of salted fish meat on the chopstick fell, and Zhu Ge immediately took the chopstick. At this time, Miyata thought about whether it was the prince who was the prince or the prince who was powerful.

Moka glanced at Lao Wang, and didn't know how to respond to him, seeing that the palace boss was also staring at him, he opened the topic and greeted the giant spirit with a smile: "You are... The people of the city lord of Chu? ”

He still can't figure out a thing, what does the man in front of him look like? Could it be a man with facial paralysis! But seeing that he was in good shape, he dispelled this idea for a while, and replaced it with the story of his mask.

The palace boss turned his head to look at the giant spirit, only to see him standing at the dinner table. The giant spirit reported to himself: "The subordinate is called the giant spirit, and Lord Chu is the personal sword guard." ”

"Personal sword guard, then why don't you go and guard Old Man Chu." Zhu Ge stopped his chopsticks and said first, here he is not called the Lord of Chu City, but the old man of Chu.

The giant spirit was also loyal to Chu Zixuan, if it was before, he would not hesitate to draw his sword and seal his throat. But before coming, Lord Chu had an explanation, and everything was done cautiously, so he smiled, but with some contempt.

"Lord Chu instructed his subordinates to stay in the academy to ensure your safety." The giant spirit stared at Moka like an eagle, in fact, Chu Zixuan only explained that he guaranteed the thoroughness of the prince of the Khanate, and by the way, observed the orthodox bloodline of this blood-bursting ancestor who went south.

Mokaden entered meditation, and yes, the matter of the night ghost was not made public in the city, and few people knew about it. In order to control the chaos of the hundred natures, Chu Zixuan was also well-intentioned, and the corners of Moka's lips hooked up.

"Protect us?" The palace boss slowly pressed the chopsticks and put down the bowl, meaning that he smiled and asked, "Could it be that they came to inspect us?" ”

The djinn's face froze.

Miyata stood up and took two steps, but I don't know if it was because he was full of food, and he had to walk around. He suddenly turned his back to the giant spirit, his back was as dignified as a magnanimous sage, and he said slowly: "That old man just loves to think blindly, and I'm afraid that we won't be able to tear down Leizhou!" ”

Another sentence of the old man, the giant spirit endured, at least he knew that it was Miyata who misunderstood, and the inspection he said was to prevent him from committing sabotage again with several Leizhou tumors.

"The prince of the world is serious, but there are ghosts and corpses in the city, and Lord Chu is also thinking about the safety of the princes." The giant spirit smiled and said solemnly.

"He seems to have a point!" The old king was stunned and said to the palace boss.

Miyata also thought about it for a while, he had also read the book of ghost corpses, the danger was heavier than Mount Tai and no one was competent, what a mess, anyway, the night ghost was very weird and terrifying. This may be because the storyteller who recorded the book added oil and vinegar to the rumors, and the night ghost is still a human after all.

The giant spirit slowly spoke, but the prince and Moka and the others were stopped by the light thought, only to hear a few people shouting in unison to meet Yantian and meet Captain Lu. In this situation, it was not His Holiness who was leaving, and he turned around very calmly and saw Yan Tian teaching and his subordinate and the head of the student class.

Coach Yan Tian glanced at the giant spirit and immediately looked at Miyata and the others, and the rest of his eyes stayed on Moka. After the giant spirit found that Coach Yan Tian was watching the prince, he turned to him and said questioningly, "You are the Great Elder of the Academy!" ”

The djinn deduced that this high-sounding middle-aged man was not as gentle as the rumors said, but just a warrior of his own age. And how did a martial artist climb to the position of coach in the academy? He suddenly felt creepy when he thought about it.

"There are giant spirits in the chivalrous world, and if you don't erase the world, you are the giant spirit!" Coach Yan Tian did not answer his question, but asked back meaningfully.

Miyata thought about what Yantian was shouting, how could he not understand it, it seems that this is the communication between the sages, and a scholar understands a piece of water.

The giant spirit replied in a chivalrous manner, he didn't think much about Yan Tian teaching the teacher who could become the prince of the world, so he asked him to stop again, Yan Tian smiled and said, "You don't want to stay by the side of the city lord of Chu, your scholar's mansion is full of glory." ”

Is he in praise or in contempt?

The giant spirit bowed silently and said tenaciously: "Lord Chu has an order to act as the sword-wielding captain of the prince of the ring from the next day. ”

"Oh..., thank you guys!" After Yan Tian finished speaking, he slowly walked towards Moka, and he stopped.

"Moka, I'm very optimistic about you as a student, come on the proving ground!" Yan Tian hinted at Lu Xiaoqian, and then he saw a parchment scroll appear in his hand.

Everyone here looked a little confused, some people would think that it would be some peerless secret book, and some people would think that it would be the Haotian Sword Technique published by whoever and who, in short, it was an inconspicuous tattered copy of it.

Moka took it, curled it in his hand and bowed, saying, "Students, remember what the teacher said. ”

Moka only asked Yan Tian for a book that only existed in the Holy Book Building, the book was called "Four Famous Skills", but because it was a copy, it was a sample that Yan Tian Coach specifically asked Lu Xiaoqian's squad leader to find, and there were typos in all of them, and the skill of that skill was written as the word "prostitute" for a female prostitute. So just as Moka noticed the typo, he immediately rolled it up, but he could see it, and others didn't?

Lu Xiaoqian could only laugh blankly, but this can't be blamed on him, just because Xiaoyi's flirtatious writing style will be drawn as a "female" side.

Coach Yan Ping of the academy worked hard to arrange for the cross-level competition in a few days, and his subordinates shouted because of the command, and he couldn't help but bend his mouth into a diagonal hook when he looked at the results. Maybe Xu Ping has become the male protagonist of the fast passage article, but I won't talk about that.

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Leizhou Heavy Prison Forbidden Land - Dungeon.

The two men in formal clothes looked at a dead corpse with a hideous face, and the ghost corpse bound by iron chains in the cage struggled in every way, if the money chain was not made of special materials, maybe he could really break it with one hand, with the frequency of his struggle.

The chains kept making clanging sounds, and the two men outside the prison were unusually safe, namely Chu Zixuan and General Huang, who was armored and looked at the defenseless Chu Zixuan.

What is even more surprising to General Huang is that the ghost corpse has been suppressed for many days, but he has not seen the destruction of the order of the city lord of Chu, in case it causes any plague virus and will cause panic among the people of the city.

"Does the general have a lot of questions." Chu Zixuan didn't look at General Huang, but looked at the ghost corpse more deeply.

General Huang, who was the protector of the city, was stunned, and hurriedly saluted and said, "The subordinates don't dare, the adults have their own arrangements." ”

Chu Zixuan let out a surprised sound after hearing this, slowly turned around, saw General Huang with childish eyes, and slowly said, "Isn't the general curious about why the old man didn't burn the ghost corpse!" ”

A pair of childish eyebrows were particularly fierce, and General Huang Haixin broke out in a cold sweat. The Great Khanate had a town state general, Huang Haixin, who later retired and became the commander of the Three Princes. There is a city protector general Huang Haixin in Leizhou, and I will explain later that the khanate general Huang Haixin is a native of the Southern Continent, and he is also the identical brother of the city protector general Huang Haixin. The reason for the namesake has to ask their mother.

"The subordinates don't dare."

Without waiting for General Huang to say more, Chu Zixuan spoke first, with a lot of experience. "Although the old man has placed reliable people inside the night ghosts, their whereabouts are uncertain, and it is even more difficult to find them, so I have to rely on ......."

Chu Zixuan raised his hand and pointed to the hideous ghost corpse and said, "~ Him." ”

The two of them looked at the ghost corpse in front of the lock face and was silent, and after a while, General Huang opened his mouth and asked: "This ghost corpse is the source of the plague, and it is as fierce as a beast, if the hidden danger is not eliminated, the consequences will be unimaginable." ”

There seems to be some truth in this statement, but Chu Zixuan's old fox has already planned, the ghost corpse is fierce and has one thing to descend to another, and it should be the disciple of the academy, the blood-bursting ancestral vein Moka.

"The bloodline of the Khanate Exploding Blood Ancestor has appeared, and the ghost corpse is bloodthirsty like a beast, but he dares to lick it?"

General Huang meditated, yes, the forum said that the bloodline of the blood explosion ancestor was like Chu Teng's boiling water for the hobby of ghost corpses, and the smell made them even more frightened, but there were no rumors of blood explosion ancestral veins at that time.

"No wonder he can be subdued by an academy disciple with a rope." The Protector muttered. "Then why did you keep this ghost?"

Chu Zixuan saw that the general finally asked the point, and the corners of his mouth suddenly turned up, like an old fox about to say to a tiger I can make all animals afraid of me.

"A ghost corpse is like a dog, it can follow the smell to find its owner! And the old man is waiting for an opportunity. ”

He was waiting for a coincidence, that time would be the day when the night ghost disappeared from Leizhou, maybe it would also be the day when the night ghost was worried and afraid, and that day might not be far away.

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The small hut, with a faint candle flame, surrounded by four or five people, there was a strange old woman, each dressed strangely. On the table was a large knife, the shape of a three-ring heavy knife, the dim light of the dim light on the pitch-black hat, the cloak was originally a sequoia cloth, but in this dim thatched hut, it lost its original color.

Although the hat concealed his vigorous and fluttering white hair, it was clear from the strands of hair that he was an old thief in the South China Sea. The old woman has bright white hair, but according to her age, I don't know if she was born or the years are unforgiving.

"These days, I'm running around, and my old body is a little unbearable!" The old woman complained.

Since many people have the same thoughts, including everyone here, the old thief in the South China Sea is silent, but it doesn't mean that he is not tired, and the same is true for everyone. The night ghost Xiaomei played with her soft hair seductively, only to see her look disgusted.

"According to what I said, let's just build a ghost corpse group and rob Leizhou City!" Xiaomei whispered, as if she was talking to herself, and as if she was deliberately telling it to the old thief in the South China Sea.

The old thief in the South China Sea raised his head and fixed the sun, his eyes were blazing, Xiaomei couldn't help but shudder, his eyes were as sharp as a blade. "The exposure of the ghost corpse, I haven't settled accounts with you yet, the adult's plan has been messed up, who will bear the consequences!"

The power to control the matter is in hand, who dares to refute, and in the end everyone does not answer. After a moment of silence, the old thief of the South China Sea said in a deep voice: "A few days ago, I went to investigate the whereabouts of the ghost corpse, and I met a giant spirit man. ”

"For a hundred years, we night ghosts have been incognito, but we hope to be able to turn over and re-bet one day, but unexpectedly, the ghost corpse is ambushed, which will be a weakness." The man in black opposite Xiaomei spoke.

"Anyway, I won't run away, if you want to escape, you can escape!" Xiaomei said coquettishly, and then raised a snow-white calf on the bench.

"You know who caused this." The man in black sitting opposite Xiaomei said.

"If you want to escape, then try the strength of the old body." The old woman smiled and said like a fog, Xiaomei naturally knew that what she said was powerful, and decisively took her life, who would have thought that an old woman who was about to lie down could ask for a lively little woman.

The old thief of the South China Sea interrupted: "You have dedicated yourself to the Night Ghost Group, you want to quit, you can." Xiaomei paused, I'm afraid that several people already knew that they wanted to quit the Night Ghost Group, but they only heard the old thief in the South China Sea say that they would keep the secret and keep it tight.

Xiaomei looked confused, the old thief in the South China Sea meant to kill people and kill people, and for him, only the dead could keep secrets. This will dispel the idea of quitting in Xiaomei's heart, the old woman is a person who understands, since she joined the night ghost group, there is no way out, and she is bound to live and die with the night ghost.

In the corner, there was a man with a cane, his lips were blood-red, as if he had just drunk blood. He had been standing for a long time, and he didn't seem to feel backache, and the black bead chains in his hands were pulling one by one. Suddenly, the bead stopped, and as if sensing something big, he said, "The enemy of the night ghost has appeared, and you still need to think carefully." ”

There was a sense of supremacy in his voice, like a reprimand from an old man to his own disciples. Everyone's eyes turned to him, and the discussion had been forgotten.

The eyes of several people were full of anticipation, and the staff bearer said, "Burst blood ancestral veins!" ”。 The old woman was suddenly frightened and frightened, and in a panic picked up her embroidery and pretended that nothing had happened.

And the younger generation didn't know the origin of the blood explosion ancestral lineage, An Ruo was curious to think about what old mistakes she had made, only the old thief in the South China Sea had a more solemn face.

Xiaomei stroked her playful little face, looking a little dry and wrinkled, Leizhou Chen Ji rouge gouache has not been used for a long time, since that day after the Yantian coach expelled her, it is inconvenient for her to reappear in Leizhou, and then follow a few rough old men to run around, poor old woman does not use these bells and whistles, otherwise she will definitely steal the old woman's to use, even if it is poisoned.

The old thief of the South China Sea is the head, the thief is at the end, the heavy knife is outside, and the pitch-black equipment is only a silver-haired title.

A yellowed lamp illuminated the darkness of the room, and the dark shadows of several people were reflected on the walls of the Matsumoto in the thatched hut, and they began to be silent, and to others they looked like corpses of pine wood.

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At night, on the eaves of the student's mansion, there was a young man in black clothes, and his body was tied with a velvet and hemp rope to connect the tile hook, and the bright moon hung high to illuminate the earth, and the four famous skills written by the parchment scroll in his hand seemed more profound.

After a while, a sweet and familiar voice came from the side of the tile, "What are you doing here?" ”。 It was the college girl classmate Huang Xiaoyang, who was standing next to Moka at this time, wearing a white dress and moonlight contrast, and the ponytail on the back of her head was very beautiful but very strange, it looked good under her tie, but it was very strange in this world, maybe she was the first to tie her hair like this.

She sat next to Moka, but he asked in surprise, "What is this?" Huang Xiaoyang grabbed the hair on the back of her head, moisturized her lips and opened slightly, and said, "This, this is called a ponytail," she said proudly: "It's good-looking!" ”

Moka's face suddenly burned as hot as a stinging face, and he lowered his head and hummed. This may be the best-looking woman he has ever seen in his life, and he is inevitably a little shy.

"What are you doing here!"

There is tenderness in the damn voice, and the moment she turns her head is the image of a glorious girl, Moka asked from the bottom of her heart This is too good-looking!

"I was wondering who I am!" Moka said lightly. Huang Xiaoyang smiled and said, "Aren't you called Moka, Dasha, force." ”

She covered her mouth and chuckled, leaving Moka's mind to smash, and he asked back with a confused expression, "What's the big deal?" "She's going to die laughing.

"What are you laughing at?" Moka asked.

"Okay, stop laughing!" Huang Xiaoyang changed his expression back to normal and said, but he still couldn't help but knock twice.

At that time, Moka straightened his almost paralyzed legs, slumped his hands on the eaves, looked at the moon and sighed, "I'm not sure if my name is Moka!" ”

The helplessness in her tone seemed to be aware of it, and she also learned to paralyze in Moka's sitting position. When he saw it, he wondered if a girl's family could put on such an unchaste posture, but he didn't think about why women can't be men? Is this the dignity of the status of men and women? Huang Xiaoyang also plans to change this unequal social atmosphere, but what can a woman's family do, she can't help but leave this matter behind, and also sigh about her life experience.

"Well, in fact, I don't know who I am, I originally knew, but slowly, I forgot about it, and I felt that this sky was not the other side of the world I used to be."

Transmigration? When those unemployed homeless people set up stalls on the streets of Leizhou City to talk about theology, they often say that people die and reincarnate, and people in the next life still vaguely remember the events of the previous life, and they also say that this life is reliving the bits and pieces of the previous life, which is called reincarnation, and it is also the meaning of repetition, anyway, Moka does not believe in this.

"It seems that you are also the big one, aren't you just a yellow lamb!" Moka said with the fate of the two meetings, I don't know why, when it comes to the big force, Moka can't help laughing, the big force is like some magic power, more like hitting the laughing hole.

The two giggled, and after a few breaths, they stopped laughing. Moka asked solemnly: "Little Lamb, have you ever thought that you seem to be alone in this world!" ”

"You're lonely, aren't you?"

"Lonely?"

"Well, being lonely means having no friends or something, but you're not without friends, Miyata, they, me!" Explanation of the moisturizing of the yellow lamb's lip glaze.

Friends, the word for dear. How many faces, the college classmates are all friends? Moka seemed to think so, and Huang Xiaoyang regarded Moka as a friend in his words. But Miyata, the disciples of the academy, and the people around me are really my friends?

"Moka, don't go to the exam in a few days." Huang Xiaoyang didn't tell him why he was here? Perhaps this sentence already says something.

"Why?" Moka said as he accidentally looked at the back of her head again.

"I don't know, it's just my guess." Huang Xiaoyang didn't tell him about the girl's sixth sense. And he said, "Because we are friends, I will not harm you." ”

Moka has experienced bits and pieces, and Huang Xiaoyang also understands a thing or two, and there may be some conspiracy in this cross-level competition.

The Leizhou Gang, headed by the world uterus, has never said that it is a friend, and Huang Xiaoyang said that the friendship should be precious, and Moka also planned to believe her, but the Duan Duan mystery behind him did not allow it, so he rejected Huang Xiaolan, who had a ponytail and a bright smile.

"You say... We're friends! You're not going to hurt Moka. Moka said, with a slight shyness on his face, and said only in a word: "But they all say that Moka is the fourth prince of the Khanate, and I don't know anything." So I want to get my memories back. ”

She paused, the two shallow eyebrows on her childish eyes looked a little fascinated, she didn't expect him to refuse, but she didn't want him to jump into the fire pit, and she couldn't fight with him, so she gave up.

They looked at the moon quietly and no longer discussed who was who, like two friends and confidants looking at what they liked, until the deacon lady Shanshan arrived, and then said goodbye a little reluctantly.

That night, the daughter of the city protector wore a white dress of the same color as the bright moon, put her hands on her knees and slowly got up, and after bidding farewell to the academy disciple Moka, she walked along the Liuwa and ran towards the palace of the city - the Yellow Mansion.

On the way, I happened to walk towards the night ghost grass thatched house, so I ran into the old thieves of the South China Sea, and they came out at night, so I followed them out of curiosity.

The old thief of the South China Sea and his party stopped in front of an old locust tree, in front of the tree was a small piece of empty grass, several vigilant people looked around, after the alertness was eliminated, Xiaomei didn't say a word, sat directly on the lap of the man in black, the strong man in black sat on the ground, and saw that Xiaomei also hooked his slender arm around his neck, still not moving like a mountain, as if closing his eyes to recuperate. The young Taoist with the staff stood still, his hands constantly pulling out the black chain beads, his blood-red lips looking a little black under the gloomy old locust tree. The old woman's needlework is not yet finished, and unwitting people will think of her as a crazy woman.

There was a strange scene in Huang Xiaoyang's eyes, which was not like what ordinary people did.

The man in black opened his eyes.