An An stretched out his hand to catch Chang Ping, and shouted downstairs: "If you are fine, you will die to help!" ”

Suddenly, a golden light penetrated into Chang Ping's eyebrows, and An An turned his head to look behind him, only to find that the talisman seal was missing.

The little Taoist priest of Tianzhi jumped into the house, took Chang Ping from An An's hand and threw it down.

"You!" An An raised his feet and chased after him, ran to the eaves and stopped, only to see that Chang Ping, who had fallen, was caught by the skeleton and placed on the ground.

An An and Tianzhi Little Daoist jumped down directly, and after landing, An An looked at Tianzhi Little Daoist and Zhen Daoist and said, "Let's go back to the river first!" ”

The skeleton carried Chang Ping, and An An and the three of them ran to the river together, and when they arrived at the tent, they put Chang Ping by the fire.

An An looked at Tianzhi Little Daoist and Daoist Zhen: "You two go find something to eat, he collapsed!" ”

Daoist Zhen looked at Brother Skeleton: "Brother Skeleton, please let your little brother catch some fish and come back!" ”

Brother Skeleton's mouth moved, and the skeletons ran to the river.

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Chang Ping was awakened by the smell of grilled fish, his body regained a little strength, and he sat up and ate a lot, this time he drew all his energy, which he didn't expect, but fortunately An An was by their side, otherwise any little ghost would kill him.

The sun was shining all over the land, and the village was cast in a golden light, but it still looked a little eerie. The skeleton brother and the female ghost returned to the river before dawn, with only the little Taoist priest of Tianzhi, Daoist Zhen and An An by their side.

Chang Ping ate more than a dozen fish before stopping, burping and lying on the ground, watching the blue sky and his thoughts flying.

"Smack", An An's little foot kicked his ass and looked down at him: "Go back?" ”

After Chang Ping came back to his senses, he looked at An An and didn't speak, because he hadn't thought about it yet.

Daoist Zhen crawled and sat beside him, looking at him with a hopeful look in his eyes: "Little Uncle Ancestor, let's go back?" He really didn't want to be here anymore, and he desperately wanted to go back to the Taoist temple. This little master uncle is too pit, it is safer to go back, and when he goes back, he will never come out again, so he will practice with peace of mind, and when his strength will improve, he will come out again.

Chang Ping looked at him, smiled and asked, "What?" Are you scared? ”

Daoist Zhen hesitated and nodded: "Well, I'm scared!" "It's a shame to say it, but it's better than losing your life.

"Smack", Tianzhi Little Taoist kicked him in the ass: "Get out of the way, it's embarrassing, we cultivators take it as our mission to eliminate demons and demons, and you ran away in fear, it's really a shame for the cultivators!" ”

Daoist Zhen pursed his mouth, didn't say anything, and lowered his head stupidly. Slander in my heart: Standing and talking doesn't hurt your back, you have practiced for two lifetimes, can you compare with me? Your mana is profound, and you don't dare to go up at the critical moment?

The little Taoist priest of Tianzhi sat on the other side of Chang Ping with Daoist Zhen down, looked at him with a smile and asked, "Uncle Xiao, when will we go back?" Why don't you go now? ”

Chang Ping, An An and Zhen Daochang were all stunned, this is too fucking shameless, and the righteousness they said turned out to be so shameless.

"Smack", Chang Ping slapped him on the head: "Get out, get out now!" As he spoke, he kicked again.

The little Taoist priest of Tianzhi covered his buttocks and bared his teeth, lowered his eyebrows and muttered alone: "If you don't go back, you won't go back, who are you beating?" ”

Chang Ping got up and patted his buttocks, stretching

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"If you want to go, you can leave, I won't leave you, if you don't go, go to sleep!" After saying that, he got into the tent, and the night didn't stop, and after resting, he went to the rest of the floor.

An An glanced at Tianzhi Little Daoist and Daoist Zhen and also got into the tent. The two looked at each other and got into the tent, although they wanted to leave in their mouths and hearts, they couldn't wipe their face, so they could only stay and hold on.

An An sat beside Chang Ping, staring at his face with big eyes without blinking.

Chang Ping opened his eyes and looked at her suspiciously, asking, "What are you staring at me for?" Don't sleep? ”

An An didn't say anything and stared at it like this, Chang Ping was stared at all over his body, touched his bald head and said: "You don't have to look at me like this, I didn't have anything to do with that ghost, even if I lost my mind, nothing happened." ”

An An asked expressionlessly, "Really?" ”

Chang Ping nodded affirmatively and said with an oath: "Really, although the shirt is torn, the pants are not good!" ”

An An's eyes were suspicious, and Chang Ping said with a wry smile: "She's a ghost, no matter how hooligan I am, I can't do anything!" ”

An An nodded, stopped talking and got into her sleeping bag.

Chang Ping sat up and looked at An An: "I'm serious, you have to believe me!" ”

"Hmm!" An An lay down and closed her eyes.

Well? What the hell is this? Every time I sleep with the one who sleeps together, this is still sleeping separately, is this believing? Chang Ping got up and got into An An's sleeping bag.

An An turned around and turned her back, and Chang Ping hugged her into his arms with a dead face.

"Don't touch me!" An An struggled.

Chang Ping hugged and didn't let go: "Sleep!" Go to sleep! I'm really tired! ”

"Hmph", An An snorted angrily and turned into his arms, reaching out to pinch him.

"Hiss", Chang Ping gritted his teeth and gasped.

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The sun was already setting in the west, the hour hand was pointing to four, An An got out of the bed, Chang Ping sat by the fire and roasted fish, he really wanted to change something to eat, but this bird doesn't only fish.

After eating the grilled fish, Chang Ping picked up the big black umbrella and glanced at An An and the others: "You guys are waiting for me here, the mastermind behind the scenes should be in the last four floors, and he will come back when I go to meet!" ”

An An got up and walked to his side: "No, I'm going to follow you!" ”

Chang Ping looked down at her: "It's okay to go, but you can't come into the building with me!" ”

An An nodded: "Yes, at least I can get you back!" ”

"Good!" Chang Ping nodded, carrying the big black umbrella and walking towards the village, An An looked back at Tianzhi Daoist and Daoist Zhen, and the two immediately stood up and ran to follow.

The four of them staggered into the village, and after walking towards the village, standing at the door of the four-story building, Chang Ping told him again and walked into the house.

The first floor was empty, the second floor was a mess, the bookshelves fell to the ground, the books were scattered on the ground, Chang Ping picked up a book, the title of the book "Spring and Autumn" with traditional Chinese characters written on the book cover, opened it and read a few pages, most of them were traditional characters.

"These books are good, you can take them with you when you go back!" After saying that, he threw the book on the ground. He glanced up and walked up the stairs.

Chang Ping stood behind the stairs on the third floor, and there was only one chair on the third floor, and on the chair sat a man in a black cloak.

At this moment, Chang Ping was all over

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His muscles tensed, and he subconsciously put the black umbrella in front of him, his eyes staring at the cloaked man, he thought that he would only meet it when he went up to the fourth floor, but he didn't expect the cloaked man to be waiting.

"You don't have to be nervous, I won't do anything to you!" The cloaked man opened his mouth, and the voice was about forty or fifty years old, and his voice was a little low, but unfortunately the hat on the cloak was too big to see the other party's face at all.

Chang Ping didn't believe the other party's words, he wanted to see the other party's appearance clearly but couldn't see it clearly, the other party's face was blocked by a mysterious substance.

The cloaked man spoke again: "It's not the first time we've met, it's the third time, and if I wanted to do something to you, I wouldn't have waited until now!" ”

Chang Ping was very surprised in his heart, but he was a little relieved, he really saw himself at that time, but how could he appear in the illusion? Could it be that this person created that illusion?

The cloaked man faced the window: "The illusion has nothing to do with me, that mirror wants to tell you something, I sensed it, so I'll go and take a look!" ”

"That's right, I made all the goblins here, and I wanted to carry out my plan, but I disrupted you!"

Chang Ping immediately became vigilant, and the black umbrella was across his chest.

The cloaked man looked at him: "If the person who disturbed this matter was someone else, I would definitely train him to be a ghost slave and let him serve me for the rest of his life, but you..."

Chang Ping asked, "What's wrong with me?" ”

The cloaked man sighed: "When did you see the white shirt?" ”

"What?" Chang Ping's eyes widened in shock. Who is this person? How could he know his master?

"Don't be surprised, when I saw you for the first time, I knew that you were his apprentice, after all, I helped him calculate it four hundred years ago!"

Chang Ping was dumbfounded, could it be that this person was Master's friend? But Master didn't tell me what his friend's name was!

The cloaked man looked at Chang Ping and said, "Maybe your master didn't mention my name to you, but it doesn't matter!" I just want to know if the white shirt is still alive? ”

Chang Ping shook his head slowly.

The cloaked man sighed and sighed: "I am the only one left in the same era!" What am I living for? What's the use of living like this? ”

Chang Ping stared at the cloaked man, not knowing how to answer this question, many people are pursuing immortality, but how many people can succeed!

The cloaked man looked out the window and stopped talking, and the room fell silent. Chang Ping did not let his guard down, if such a powerful character wanted to hurt himself, he would definitely not be able to escape, but it did not mean that he had given up resistance.

The cloaked man stood up suddenly, and Chang Ping took a step back, the tip of the umbrella facing him. He glanced at Chang Ping, put his hands behind his back and said, "The matter here is over, you can also go back to the business!" ”

Chang Ping stared at the other party without speaking, and looked at the other party cautiously.

The cloaked man continued: "Cultivate well, I hope you will reach your master's realm as soon as possible, and we will meet again in the future!" ”

The voice still echoed through the room, but the person was gone. Chang Ping turned around and swept behind him, but the sneak attack he was guarding against did not appear, so he hurriedly turned around and looked at the chair, but there was still no one.

Is it really gone? The place he has run for so many years has been destroyed by himself, and he doesn't have a temper at all, just because he is a good friend of the master? ......

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