Chapter 612: Black Mountain Old Demon
"Whoosh!"
Hearing Wang Xu's smile and ask, the female ghost who was spoiled and unwilling retreated.
Wang Xu didn't chase after him, he was not a Taoist priest who subdued demons and eliminated demons, how the female ghost had nothing to do with him, if he hadn't met him along the way, he wouldn't have taken a second look at it at all.
This is not indifference, but for him, the so-called ghosts are stories on the dense folds.
Within a thousand miles of Fuzhou, there are twenty or thirty ghosts and ghosts hurting people every day, and it is not normal for more than a dozen people not to die one day.
This is still known, and there are even more people who don't know, Wang Xu has three heads and six arms, and he can't protect Fuzhou for thousands of miles.
So for him, the people killed by the ghosts are just numbers on the fold, just like we see on the news network where there is another disaster.
As long as it is not related to their own vital interests, except for sighing, who will go to their hearts, if there is really such a sad person, I am afraid that someone like Lin Daiyu would have long been sad and fell into a river, coughing up blood and dying.
"Help, help!"
"Isn't it, there's another water ghost making trouble?"
Hearing the cry for help again, Wang Xu didn't want to care anymore, he couldn't die if he deserved it, he couldn't live if he couldn't live if he could be found by the water ghost, how could it be that his luck was weak, his fate was so bad, he would interfere in everything, and he wouldn't have to do anything else.
"Oh, that's not right!"
When Wang Xu was about to give up, he suddenly heard a louder ticking sound, as if he was in it.
Moreover, this voice for help, how did he sound so familiar, like...
"It seems to be Ning Caichen's voice!"
Wang Xu's eyes lit up, it was really the same as Ning Caichen's voice, could it be this kid.
A few days ago, Wang Xu took the secret book in the tomb of King Yan, blocked the mausoleum, and parted ways with Ye Zhiqiu.
At the same time, there was also Ning Caichen, a scholar, who remembered that Ning Caichen said at that time that after a few days of collecting accounts from other places, he would go to Jubaozhai to send money.
The head office of Jubaozhai is in Fuzhou City, and Ning Caichen told Wang Xu at that time that he went to the state city to see him.
"Let's take a look!"
Wang Xu flew up and went straight to the direction where the voice came from.
Hundreds of meters away, he looked down in the air, and saw a scholar with a book basket on his back, led by a female ghost in white, running along the river bank in the direction of the state city.
As soon as he saw the scholar and the female ghost, Wang Xu smiled directly, the scholar was Ning Caichen's little white face, and the female ghost was Nie Xiaoqian, I didn't expect everyone to be so fateful, and they could meet it when they walked in the barren mountains and mountains.
"Bumped into?"
The smile on Wang Xu's face disappeared, in the barren mountains and mountains, it was enough to meet a drowning scholar, how could he still meet Ning Caichen.
If it is said that the drowning scholar is fascinated by the water ghost, it is forgivable to meet him by the river, but the chance of meeting Ning Caichen is too small.
Coupled with the sound of the horn that led him out, Wang Xu instinctively realized that maybe it was not a coincidence that he met Ning Caichen, but someone was setting up a situation.
"Ning Caichen!"
Wang Xu shouted violently, fell from the sky, and landed steadily in front of Ning Caichen.
Ning Caichen was running for his life, and suddenly saw Wang Xu blocking the way, and was so frightened that he crawled and fell to the ground.
"Ah, it's you, scare me to death!" Ning Caichen looked up and saw that it was Wang Xu, and he breathed a deep sigh of relief.
Nie Xiaoqian flew in mid-air, and at the same time also came down from the sky, and asked in a panic, "My lord, are you here to save us?" ”
"Help you, what's going on?" Wang Xu frowned slightly, feeling that he was close to the truth.
Nie Xiaoqian looked flustered, and said with a sad face: "A bearded man came to Lanruo Temple and drove me and Ning Caichen out, originally I wanted to follow Caichen and move to the state city to live, who wanted to walk halfway, and met the greeting team of the old demon of Montenegro!" ”
"Yes, when Grandma Shu was still there, she once married Xiao Qian to the old demon of Montenegro, I thought that once Grandma Shu died, the old demon of Montenegro would not come to marry Xiao Qian, but I didn't expect him to be a thief!" Ning Caichen also opened his mouth and told him what had happened.
It turned out that after Wang Xu left, Ning Caichen made a private agreement with Xiaoqian for life, even if Nie Xiaoqian was a ghost, he did not dislike it.
It's a pity that it didn't take long for a long time, when the two of them spent the moon before the moon, a bearded man named Yan Chixia suddenly came, and he was about to eliminate Xiaoqian, and after Ning Caichen stopped him unrelentingly, he drove both of them out in a fit of anger.
Ning Caichen originally thought that since Lanruo Temple couldn't live, he would simply go back to the state city to pay the account.
After paying Jubaozhai's account, he still has dozens of taels of silver left, which is enough for him to live with Xiaoqian.
As a result, thousands of calculations were calculated, but it was not calculated that Grandma Shu was dead, and the old demon of Montenegro still remembered Xiaoqian's matter.
As soon as it was dark, there was a little ghost carrying a sedan chair to marry Xiaoqian.
Although Xiao Qian beat away the little ghost, she also knew how powerful the old demon of Montenegro was, so she hurriedly took Ning Caichen to hurry at night, wanting to go to the state city to avoid trouble.
Tick tick, tick tick...
As he spoke, the sound of gongs and drums was getting closer and closer, as if a procession was coming.
Hearing the sound of the horn, Nie Xiaoqian's face changed greatly, and she said tremblingly: "It's not good, it's the team that welcomes the relatives has arrived!" ”
"The greeting procession!"
Wang Xu's heart was cold, and the ticking sound that led him out seemed to be made by the old demon of Montenegro.
What is this old demon going to do, isn't it enough to take Xiao Qian away, and you still want to lure him out to avenge Grandma Shu?
He was not the only one who besieged and killed Grandma Shu that day, but Ye Zhiqiu was also helping by the side, Ye Zhiqiu...
Rumble!!
A roar interrupted Wang Xu's thinking.
In front of his eyes, the ground exploded, and a young man with a slightly obscene smile came out of the ground, and as soon as he came out, he roared angrily: "Banana, you Bala, I'm already here, you have the ability to come out!" ”
"Ye Zhiqiu?"
Ning Caichen exclaimed in surprise and said happily: "You guys are really friends, knowing that I am in trouble, they all came to save me, I am so happy!" ”
"Scholar!" Ye Zhiqiu also froze for a moment, looked back, and saw that Wang Xu was also on the side, and his face changed instantly: "What, are you all here?" ”
Ning Caichen, Nie Xiaoqian, Ye Zhiqiu, Wang Xu.
Of the four people present, two were the masterminds who killed Grandma Shu, one was the concubine of the old demon of Montenegro who had not passed through the door, and the other was the person who cuckolded the old demon of Montenegro, all of them were related to the old demon of Montenegro.
Ye Zhiqiu is not a fool, others are hundreds of miles away, and they are all attracted by the sound of suona.
When I came to take a look, I found that everyone was there, and I didn't think that something was wrong, so I could buy a piece of tofu and die.
Tick tock, tick tock...
The suona blew loudly, accompanied by the sound of gongs and drums, and a huge team of relatives slowly walked out of the river under the moonlight.
At a glance, the white-faced ghost who blows the trumpet, the Tsing Yi ghost who beats the gong, the redgill ghost who carries the sedan chair, and the big-headed ghost who carries the dowry, there are no less than 100 ghosts in the team that greets relatives.
These ghosts came out of the river, stepped on the water, and walked forward with a blow.
For a while, the ghostly spirit was churning, black smoke was filling, and the sharp ghost laughter was mixed with the ghost crying, which made people shudder when they heard it.
"Caichen!"
Seeing that the greeting team of the old demon of Montenegro was coming, Nie Xiaoqian trembled and held Ning Caichen's hand tightly.
Ning Caichen himself was afraid, but he still held on, and begged Wang Xu and Ye Zhiqiu: "Two heroes, please help me again, I can't live without Xiaoqian, please." ”
"It's not just yours anymore!"
Ye Zhiqiu's eyes were full of jealousy, he glanced at the welcoming team that was coming, and said to Wang Xu: "I'm afraid they are also coming to us." ”
Wang Xu didn't speak, just nodded slightly.
If the old demon of Montenegro only wants to take Nie Xiaoqian away, he doesn't need to use the suona sound to lure them over, since he has done so, it means that his target is not just Nie Xiaoqian and Ning Caichen.
It seems that the relationship between Grandma Shu and the old demon of Montenegro is more harmonious than he imagined, otherwise the old demon of Montenegro, the ghost king, would not risk offending the court and would lure him out.
"Black Mountain Old Demon, what do you want?"
Wang Xu stepped forward and asked at the welcoming team.
In the procession to welcome relatives, there were two sedan chairs, one red one was obviously prepared for Nie Xiaoqian, and the other black one was probably sitting on the old demon of Montenegro.
"How is it, hum, Grandma Shu is my spokesperson in the world, you are doing a big deal to me, and you still ask me how I am?"
A heavy, angry voice came from the black sedan chair, shocking Ning Caichen and Ye Zhiqiu, and they had to cover their ears before they dared to listen.
Wang Xu secretly said in his heart that it was not good, looking at the attitude of the old demon of Montenegro, he knew that today's matter was probably difficult to be good.