Ning Caichen, who put on his clothes and ran out of the Zhengqi Villa, was startled by the scene in front of him.

At this time, there were "female ghosts" hanging everywhere in the woods outside.

Ning Caichen, who turned around and fled, was hung up with a silk silk by Fu Qingfeng, who had been waiting on the tree for a long time.

Zhiqiu Kazuha, who was in the back, finally arrived here

Ning Caichen, who was hanged up, shouted:

"There's a fierce ghost, you run quickly"

"Ghosts"?

As a professional ghost hunter, Zhiqiu Kazuha has always taken ghost hunting as his own responsibility.

"Heaven and Earth Decree, Demon Exorcision Order"

A spell severed the silk that hung Ning Caichen

"Ahh

Ning Caichen fell down heavily

"Stand aside"

I don't know if Zhiqiu Yiye avenged the revenge just now, and kicked Ning Caichen out hard.

"Ah, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts"

Ning Caichen hugged his ass and kept screaming in pain

"Heaven and Earth Decree, Ghost Hunting and Exorcism Decree"

Zhiqiu Yiye pinched his magic finger and threw all the charms in his pocket into the air

However, these charms hit the female ghost and did not have any effect.

"What's going on? My nose is dedicated to smelling demons and monsters, why don't these ghosts smell at all"?

Zhiqiu Yiye can only use his own big move

"Horn, horn, wind, fire, thunder and lightning (pi)".

As Zhiqiu Yiye's magic finger continued to move downward, the trees where those female ghosts were hiding continued to burrow into the ground.

The "female ghosts" no longer have a place to hide.

Seeing that it had been exposed, the men rushed over with their swords

was beaten to the ground by Zhiqiu, one leaf and one palm.

"What? It turns out that you are all fake, wasting my mana. What if the real ghost came out?"

Zhiqiu Yiye angrily scolded these people who pretended to be ghosts.

"Fake, why are they pretending to be ghosts"?

Ning Caichen, who eats melons and is a teammate, asked Zhiqiu Yiye

The people who fell to the ground were still not convinced, and got up from the ground again, and rushed towards Zhiqiu Kazuha with their swords

already knew that they were ordinary people, and of course it was impossible for Zhiqiu Yiye to use mana to hit one by one like just now, so he had to keep dodging and not daring to use force.

Fu Qingfeng saw that the enemy was no more than Zhiqiu Yiye, so he had to pick up the sword and put it against Ning Caichen's neck.

However, Fu Qingfeng's mask was ripped off by Ning Caichen

"Xiaoqian"?

Ning Caichen was stunned, thinking that Xiaoqian was back.

Fu Qingfeng didn't know Ning Caichen, so he didn't pay attention to him at all.

"What kind of sorcery are you, let my companion go, or I'll kill him."

Fu Qingfeng threatened Zhiqiu Yiye.

Li Yun is waiting to see a good show, Zhuge Wolong has long been recruited by Li Yun, Ning Caichen has never seen Zhuge Wolong at all, how can there be a token of Zhuge Wolong?

In other words, Ning Caichen will no longer be misunderstood by others as Zhuge Wolong.

Na Cheng thought that at this time, a token fell out of Ning Caichen's package, and Fu Qingfeng's sister Fu Yuechi picked it up

"Zhuge Wolong? It turns out that you are a Wolong senior".

"I'm rubbing, is it so magical"?

Li Yun, who was looking at them from a distance, turned on the spit mode again.

It seems that when Ning Caichen was framed and put in a prison cell, there was a person who took Zhuge Wolong's token and secretly stuffed it into his package.

Of course, Li Yun will not expose this matter, he is still waiting for the plot to develop quickly, and expects Pudu Cihang to appear soon.

Then he teamed up with Yan Chixia to kill Pudu Cihang.

"Ah...... I decide, I decide, I decide"

Zhiqiu Yiye, who couldn't stand it, cast a spell to set all these people.

However, I just heard someone talking about Ning Caichen being Zhuge Wolong, so I hurriedly walked over to see it.

"The juniors are rude",

Fu Yuechi and Fu Qingfeng clasped their hands into fists and apologized

"Junior"? Ning Caichen was still confused

"Senior, we are Zhongliang, I am Fu Qingfeng, this is my sister Fu Yuechi"

"Zhuge senior, we saw you, my father was saved, my father was the former secretary of the Ministry of Rites, Fu Tianqiu, was killed by the traitors of the imperial court, and wanted to be escorted to Beijing to be beheaded, we want to save my father halfway, and ask the seniors to help"

"It turns out that you are Tongtian Bo Scholar Zhuge Wolong"

Zhiqiu Yiye, who hurriedly ran over, said excitedly

"Looks like everyone is a celebrity! Let me introduce myself, and below is the Kunlun Sect Warlock Zhiqiu Night."

Zhiqiu Yiye admired his hands and clenched his fists, "I have read all the masterpieces of my predecessors, and I learned spells to deal with these demons."

"I'm Ning Caichen, not Zhuge Wolong", Ning Caichen explained speechlessly.

"It is rumored that the predecessor Shenlong will not reveal his identity casually. We remember in our hearts that our predecessors are Zhuge Wolong."

"You will believe what I say, I am really not Zhuge Wolong."

The more Ning Caichen explained, the more firm everyone became to the fact that he was Zhuge Wolong.

"Everyone swears to the sky, Ning Caichen is Zhuge Wolong's secret, and if anyone leaks it, then there will be no place to die."

This is the sadness of the times, others believe in lies, but to tell the truth, no one believes them.

In this world, both heaven and humanity have collapsed.

Li Yun thought silently

At first, he complained that Ning Caichen made him very unlucky, but now he only feels very lucky.

It's like chasing stars, even if you are scolded by the star in your mind, you feel that it is your honor, and others don't have this opportunity to be scolded.

After returning to Zhengqi Villa, Ning Caichen tried to wake up Fu Qingfeng, who looked like Nie Xiaoqian.

"Xiaoqian, do you remember this painting and poem"?

Ning Caichen looked at Fu Qingfeng's eyes with affection.

"Xiaoqian? Poetry"?

Fu Qingfeng, who was stared at by Zhuge Wolong, had no choice but to pretend that he was thinking about it carefully.

In fact, if it weren't for the fact that he was a senior, he would have smoked a big mouth a long time ago.

Poetry you ~ mom big! Lao Tzu still wants to save my father, how can I have time to ink with you here.

"Take the pen and take the pen, one person memorizes a sentence, and the predecessors are hinting at us".

Zhiqiu Yiye and the others, who were eavesdropping outside, hurriedly looked for pens and paper everywhere, and wrote down every word and word that Wolong's predecessors said.

"Ten miles of Pinghu is full of frost, and every inch of green silk is sad.

Look at the moon shadow and protect each other, only envy the mandarin duck and not the immortal".

"Wow, it's unfathomable", Chiaki Kazuha, who was eavesdropping outside, thought that his predecessors were hinting at something to them, and tried to rack his brains to think about the true meaning of the poem.

"Ten miles? What does "Ten Mile mean"?

The crowd squatted on the ground, pondering in pain

"High, the seniors are really high." Zhiqiu Yiye closed his eyes and pinched his finger and continued to admire

"Senior, your poems are too profound."

Fu Qingfeng really couldn't figure out what his poem meant, so he had to ask his seniors to give advice

"Ten miles, ten miles, then it is ten miles pavilion." Chiaki Kazuha, who gritted his teeth outside and thought with his heart, thought that he understood the poetry of his predecessors.

"Fu Yuechi, do we have a ten-mile pavilion near here?"

"That's right, ten miles is ten miles pavilion."

Fu Yuechi shouted to her sister in the house through the hole in the wall:

"Sister... Ten miles is ten miles pavilion".

"Senior, I understand, there is a ten-mile pavilion not far from here. Frost is frost falling, there are 24 solar terms in a year, autumn and summer dew and autumn frost fall, today coincides with the day of frost.

The meaning of the predecessor is to imply that my father will be escorted through Shili Pavilion, and you are asking us to go there to save him.

The predecessors are really clever, my father is saved."

At this time, the people outside the wall cheered and jumped, and even overwhelmed the wall.

"Thank you seniors for your help, but what do the remaining three lines of poetry imply"?

Fu Yuechi, who walked in, asked with his fists clenched