Bang!

But at this time, the door of the cave opened, Nie Xiaoqian walked in, she was followed by a little Yahuan, carrying a bamboo basket, Yahuan opened the bamboo basket, but it was several dishes of small dishes, Yahuan moved a small table, placed the plates, and walked out, Nie Xiaoqian asked the little demon to untie the iron chain on Zhang Hongjun's body, and the two sat at the small table facing each other. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Nie Xiaoqian said: "Childe, please take a seat, this is a dish that Xiaoqian personally made for Childe, please taste it." ”

Zhang Hongjun was not polite, picked up the chopsticks and ate them.

Qingyu snorted coldly when she saw it, and said, "Devil, eat something when you see it, be careful to poison you." ”

Zhang Hongjun smiled slightly, and didn't pay attention to her cold words, Xiaoqian personally poured a glass of wine for her, and the two drank to each other.

No one spoke, eating quietly, after a while, I felt that Zhang Hongjun had eaten almost enough, Xiaoqian asked Yahuan to take a guqin and set a small table.

Xiao Qian said: "Is it good for Xiao Qian to play a song for the male?" ”

Zhang Hongjun: "I only listened to Miss Xiaoqian play half a song last time, and I deeply regretted that I was able to continue listening to it today, which was extremely happy." ”

Jingling!

The slender jade hand is flicked, the sound of the piano is spread around the beam, this is a song that describes the story of young men and women in the mortal world who love each other, the man is conscripted into the army, the bloody battle, the woman is waiting at home, the two have their own side, can not see each other, and miss each other. The sound of the piano is lingering, as if seeing a woman waiting by the city gate day and night, waiting for the return of her beloved man, and the song is full of lovesickness.

Zhang Hongjun suddenly remembered a poem, which was quite appropriate to this song, so he casually chanted softly and said: "Ten miles of Pinghu is full of frost, and every inch of green silk is sad for the Chinese New Year." Look at the moon-shaped single look at each other, only envy the mandarin duck and not the immortal!"

For!

As soon as the poem was read, the sound of the piano stopped abruptly, Zhang Hongjun was puzzled, why didn't he play it, but he saw Nie Xiaoqianyu's hand pressed on the strings, her eyes were in a daze, she fell into a trance, and muttered and repeated: "Ten miles of Pinghu is full of frost, and every inch of green silk is sad for the Chinese New Year." Look at the moon-shaped single look at each other, only envy the mandarin duck and not the immortal!"

Qingyu, who had been talking coldly on the side, was also shocked at this time, this poem was too poignant, so beautiful that it was suffocating, she looked at Zhang Hongjun with complicated eyes, this evil ghost really couldn't see that he could make such a poem, it was definitely not done by himself, it must have plagiarized someone, but she thought about it, but she didn't think about it, where did she hear it.

Chi Yanxia, Zhang Daoling, and Guan Yizi, who had been closing their eyes and meditating, also opened their eyes at this time and looked at Zhang Hongjun, with a hint of shock in their eyes, obviously shocked by this poem.

"Thank you, Childe, for the poem! This poem is so beautiful that Xiaoqian couldn't grasp it for a while, and she was rude. After a while, Nie Xiaoqian recovered from her stunned and stood up and bowed deeply to Zhang Hongjun.

Qingyu interjected: "You can't be deceived by him, maybe you copied it from somewhere." ”

Xiao Qian smiled and said: "Xiao Qian has loved poems, songs, and lyrics since she was a child, and she has read a lot of poetry collections, but she has never seen such a poignant poem, which shows that it is really a child's work, not plagiarism." ”

"Miss Xiaoqian is polite, just in response to the situation, casual work, not serious." Zhang Hongjun's face turned slightly red, this is his work, it is the work of a certain god in that world, and everyone who has seen that piece is shocked by this poem.

"Childe's casual work is already such a good poem, and Childe is a talented person." Nie Xiaoqian poured another glass of wine for Zhang Hongjun, then sat down anew, and said, "The sound of the piano has been broken, it's not good to continue, Xiaoqian should play another song for her son." ”

The jade hand plucked lightly, and the sound of the piano sounded again, this time there was no sadness before, but a little more lightness, as if several young women were playing, chasing each other's fun, and like boating on the lake, swinging countless wrinkles.

This is a beautiful song, Zhang Hongjun thought about it, and said softly: "The Yue Nu picks lotus on the autumn waterside, with narrow sleeves and light Luo, secretly revealing double gold and chuan, taking pictures and picking flowers like faces, and the heart is only in turmoil." The wind and waves at the head of the emu beach are late, the fog is heavy and the smoke is light, the companion is not seen, the faint song is far away, and the sorrow leads to the south bank of the river. ”

This is a poem, describing a beautiful girl picking lotuses on the shore of a clear autumn water, with light sleeves and golden chuan on her jade wrist, outlining her graceful grace and graceful figure. Her delicate face is reflected on the water, competing with the lotus flower, and her slender hands picked the fragrant lotus, but she did not prevent the "silk" wisps of lotus root, which aroused her lingering feelings.

In a blink of an eye, it was late, the wind was rising and the dew was falling, and the girl who was immersed in reverie suddenly came back to her senses, but she saw a group of evening smoke frivolous, and she disappeared from her companion. Listen carefully, there is a faint singing voice in the distance, the song is getting farther and farther, and the aftermath lingers on the bank of the south of the Yangtze River, sprinkling all the way to sorrow.

Nie Xiaoqian's piano sound is thorough and beautiful, but it is only limited to seeing a shadow, but as soon as Zhang Hongjun's words come out, it makes people seem to see the scene of a young girl picking lotus.

Although Nie Xiaoqian was excited, she tried her best to calm herself, and she kept playing the song before she exclaimed.

"Childe, this poem is so beautiful, I seem to see a girl picking lotus."

Nie Xiaoqian was excited, Zhang Hongjun smiled slightly, the guy who wrote this poem is a great writer, can it be bad.

Qingyu puffed out her mouth, glared at Zhang Hongjun, withdrew her gaze, and glared at it again after a while, which was very complicated.

Suddenly, the door opened, Xiao Yahuan walked in, and whispered in Nie Xiaoqian's ear, Nie Xiaoqian's face sank slightly, approached Zhang Hongjun, and whispered: "Grandma lent the Hell Pearl to Ambassador Qing, Xiaoqian wants to go with Grandma, if you find a vacancy, Xiaoqian will come to rescue Gongzi again." ”

The green ambassador is the green scale armor, and Niu Zetian and Chong Tianpeng are the distinguished guests in Xiangyu's mouth, Zhang Hongjun and Bai Jingjing were ambushed when they left Wuzhi Mountain, and later escaped, that is the green scale armor said that there is something serious, at this time, it seems that they are here to find the old demon to borrow the hell bead.

"What do they want Hell Beads for?" Zhang Hongjun asked.

"Hell beads are used to collect souls, you evil ghost is carefully taken in, and no matter how good the writing is, it will be useless." Light rain despised Zhang Hongjun's ignorance.

"What I'm asking is what do they want the Hell Beads for? Do they also want to collect souls? Zhang Hongjun smiled at Qingyu, Qingyu's small mouth opened and closed, turned his head away, and ignored it.

She didn't say anything, but Chi Yanxia, Zhang Daoling, and Guan Yizi quickly glanced at each other, and there was a trace of sorrow in their eyes.

Nie Xiaoqian said softly: "I overheard it before, it seems that I want to go to the underworld to steal a person's soul, and only the Hell Bead can ensure that this soul is safe and sound in the shuttle between the two worlds." ”

"Stealing souls?" Zhang Hongjun was even more puzzled, he had seen people stealing money, cheating, and stealing things, but how could he have seen people stealing souls in the underworld.

Nie Xiaoqian shook her head and said, "I don't know how it is, but it must have something to do with the soul." ”

"Damn, these evil beasts really want to do this."

Suddenly, Guan Yizi, who had been silent, scolded, Zhang Hongjun asked him why he said this, but he just scolded and didn't want to say anything.

Zhang Hongjun didn't continue to ask, whatever it is, as long as it has nothing to do with him.

Guan Yizi didn't say anything, but Zhang Daoling opened his mouth and said: "This is a long story, since the havoc in the Heavenly Palace a thousand years ago, the prestige of the heavenly court has sunset, the Buddhism has taken the opportunity to rise, the three major forces of Taoism, the heavenly court, and Buddhism have been reshuffled, and the pattern of the world has also changed. ”

Qingyu didn't seem to know, so she asked, "What does this have to do with stealing souls?" ”

Zhang Daoling said: "They stole a powerful soul from the underworld and went to the demon world, cast the soul transformation Dafa, stole the beams and changed the pillars, and replaced the soul of the prince of Qi, so as to control the Qi country." ”

Zhang Hongjun said: "It's so troublesome, why don't you just wave your army to occupy the Qi State?" ”

"What an idiot!" Zhang Daoling didn't speak, and said lightly: "The mortal realm is the foundation of all things, and there are regulations in the Daomen, Heavenly Court, and Buddhism, and no one is allowed to wave the army in the mortal realm, otherwise they will be punished!" ”

"Oh, I see." Zhang Hongjun touched his nose, this can't be blamed on him, he has only been traveling for a few months, and most of the time he has stayed in the mountains, and in the absence of satellite communication, he naturally lacks information acquisition.

Zhang Hongjun asked, "If you control that prince, will it be solved?" ”

Zhang Daoling shook his head and said, "Difficult!" ”

Zhang Hongjun: "Why? ”

Zhang Daoling: "There are many princes, and the prince is undecided, do you know which prince will be the prince in the future, and how do you know which prince has been lost his soul." ”

Zhang Hongjun: "How do the people in the demon world know?" ”

Zhang Daoling: "They naturally know that they also have their own forces in the mortal realm, and if they don't make a move, these forces will help the prince who was dropped to seize the position of prince." ”

Zhang Hongjun thought about it and shook his head secretly, he had to admit that this was difficult to judge, after all, if he did it with intention, it must be hidden and hidden, and it was difficult for outsiders to know.

Zhang Hongjun: "Is there a way to stop it?" ”

"No way to break it!" Zhang Daoling shook his head, paused for a moment and said: "The only way to break the problem is to take precautions and snatch the Hell Beads, so that they can't steal the soul body, so that there is no such thing as stealing beams and changing pillars." ”

"This is a good way, you ......" Zhang Hongjun suddenly realized, and pointed to the four people: "It turns out that you are taking a precaution to capture the thousand-year-old tree demon, I thought you were really for ......"

I really thought it was because the old demon collected too many souls and hurt the heavens, so he came to subdue the demon and subdue the demon, Zhang Hongjun did not continue to say the latter words, Zhang Daoling did not deny it, nodded and said: "Yes, we are Taoist priests of Qi State, and we have the obligation to defend the country for Qi State." ”

"It's a pity that the Hell Bead was still borrowed." Zhang Hongjun felt sorry for them.

"Childe's surname?" Suddenly, Zhang Daoling looked at Zhang Hongjun.

"Ning Caichen." Zhang Hongjun replied.

Zhang Daoling: "What I asked was the real name of the childe, the deity of the soul body. ”

Zhang Hongjun: "Zhang Hongjun." ”

Zhang Daoling: "How long has Zhang Daoyou cultivated his soul body?" ”

Zhang Hongjun: "Half a year!" ”

Zhang Daoling: "What realm?" ”

Zhang Hongjun was stunned for a moment, what does this old Taoist want to do, there won't be any conspiracy, he thought about it and replied: "The power of the two tigers is at its peak." ”

Zhang Daoling was shocked and said: "There is such a realm in half a year, and Daoyou is talented." ”

"It's alright." Zhang Hongjun pretended to clench his fists.

"Daoling has something to ask for, and I also ask my son to help him with righteousness." Zhang Daoling said: "Please help me intercept the Hell Pearl." ”