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Crisp birdsong came from the cliff forest, and wisps of morning light came through the clouds, through the dense branches, and cast in front of a viewing gate.

Zhou Xuanqing shook his head and got up. She couldn't sleep all night last night, and thanks to the female ghost, she was not in good spirits this morning.

- Whoever has a ghost attached to his ear and speaks a miserable nonsense all night will not be able to withstand it, right?

Zhou Xuanqing was leaning against the door in a melancholy daze, suddenly felt a numb scalp, a slight chill blowing from the back of her neck, she touched the finger bone - needless to say, it was the female ghost standing behind her.

The female ghost seemed to grit her teeth, and said with a gloomy face: "I want revenge!"

Zhou Xuanqing looked up to the sky and held back a long howl.

"How many times have you said it? Xiaodao sympathized with the wrongs of your death and didn't send your soul away, if you were allowed to go to the yang world to find people to do evil, wouldn't you be sorry for my master's teachings. I can't ask you to let go of your hatred, but if you are willing to be reincarnated, your next life will not necessarily be worse than this one. ”

After hearing this, the female ghost lowered her head as if she was thinking, and raised her head again after a while: "I want revenge!"

Bigotry. Zhou Xuanqing forgot that resentment is not so easy to eliminate.

"Evil obstacles. Tang Sanfeng stretched his waist and walked over: "Xiao Wang reminded you not to bring dirty things, you are entangled now, right?"

The words are full of meanings of falling into the well.

Zhou Xuanqing sneered twice, and his eyes glanced around. The figure was gone.

Zhou Xuanqing asked, "Didn't the Demon Monarch drink with you last night?" I didn't even see a shadow in the morning. ”

"What's the matter, Miss Zhou misses him? Yo yo, that ice cube face is like charcoal, how can there be a little Wang to solve the amorous style?" As he spoke, Tang San's rippling smiling face slowly approached, and his thin lips pursed slightly......

Zhou Xuanqing couldn't stand it, raised his elbow against his chest, and slapped the handsome face to the side with his palm: "Don't be disgusting in the morning." ”

Yan Qingjun suddenly fell from mid-air, and happened to see this scene, but somehow the boring mood of last night was swept away.

"You're afraid you're crazy, can Xiao Wang's face be touched casually?" Tang Sanfeng hurriedly rubbed his face and glanced at Yan Qingjun and said, "Now that the sky is bright, you can leave as you should." ”

Zhou Xuanqing used a talisman to withdraw the female ghost into his finger bones, turned around and said, "Xiaodao also has this intention. ”

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Half an hour later, Tang Sanfeng was dressed and stood under the city gate of Lin'an Mansion with a bitter and angry face. The pedestrians passing by him from time to time, he rolled up his sleeves, and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows: "You just go down the mountain, why do you want Xiao Wang to come together?"

Knowing that it was not him who asked this, Zhou Xuanqing also made an innocent face, but his subordinates tightened the red cloth bag where the finger bones were placed.

Zhou Xuanqing couldn't help but feel uneasy, so he decided to take the female ghost down the mountain first, and find her home to bury it. But ghosts can't always move in the world, and the ghosts of Yin Si will definitely target them.

The scene at that time may not be very good: after all, wild ghosts wander around and don't report to the underworld, which can be said to be a ghost dereliction of duty. The justice of the underworld is strict, and if the female ghost is sentenced to be an evil ghost to scatter the soul, then there will be no more in the next life. How miserable?

Zhou Xuanqing thought that he was also sympathetic.

As for Tang Sanfeng, he was thrown down the mountain by Yan Qingjun's wind. The original words are: Fake is fake after all, you pretended to be a mountain god and he was punished by heaven one day, but you lost the face of the demon clan.

Tang Sanfeng thought of his embarrassment, his face changed, and he secretly gritted his teeth: humans and demons cannot coexist peacefully, but in the past hundred years, there have been more and more cultivators among mortals, and they have the momentum of beating the demon clan. The demon lord of the demon clan is an inactive person, he just wants to cultivate his self-cultivation, and he doesn't want to come forward to make enemies of others. If not......

Take away the worries. Tang Sanfeng shrank like a wing, and he found that the crowd was getting more and more crowded, as if a team of carriages and horses was coming not far away.

Accompanied by the festive sound of blowing suona and beating gongs, Zhou Xuanqing stretched his neck and stood on tiptoe, his eyes wandering over the crowd to look.

Sure enough, I saw a group of people dressed in festive clothes, pulling a cart and horse with a red silk wooden box. The high-headed white horse was a white-faced boy in a happy robe, swaying half of his body on horseback, and some people laughed with joy, so he nodded and hugged his fists.

It was a welcoming procession.

When those people came, the crowd was even more surging, and they watched the lively coaxing to eat the cake. The boy turned around and beckoned, and the next man scattered the prepared wedding cakes all the way.

Zhou Xuanqing also caught one, and happened to be hungry, so he quickly stuffed it into his mouth and ate it. Because of the gobbling up, the wedding cake was dry and hard, blocked in the throat and couldn't swallow and couldn't spit it out, and his face turned from red to white.

"Ahem, cough, cough~ water!" she hoarsely and desperately beckoned to the nearest Tang Sanfeng.

The peacock spirit was listening to the gossip of the people on the side, and he was relishing.

"See, the son of the Huang family is the daughter of the Yang Governor's family. ”

"It's just the son of a tea merchant, and when he arrives at Governor Yang's house, I'm afraid that I will be a son-in-law. ”

Seeing that Tang Sanfeng ignored it, Zhou Xuanqing was sad - he didn't fall to his death on the cliff last night, and he was going to be choked to death this morning?

Zhou Xuanqing wanted to reach out to take out the joy cake, but Yan Qingjun had already turned behind her, with a cool palm to support Zhou Xuanqing's waist, and the other hand gently cast a spell, and the joy cake fell out of her throat.

"Vomit!" Zhou Xuanqing choked out tears, his whole body was relieved, and he lived for the rest of his life.

She wiped her mouth and thanked Yan Qingjun: "Thank you very much, if it weren't for Yan Qingjun, I'm afraid I would probably be the only Taoist in the Dao Gate who choked to death like this." ”

Yan Qingjun hooked the corners of his lips: "You have a resentful ghost, and you have become an unlucky ghost." ”

Bad luck is admitted, but ghosts don't dare to admit it. Zhou Xuanqing thought: For your sake of saving your life, I won't argue with you.

The brocade bag on his waist suddenly trembled, Zhou Xuanqing hurriedly covered it, and scolded in a low voice: "Don't move in the blue sky and the day." ”

The phalanges in the bag suddenly stopped moving.

Seeing that the pedestrian was walking away, Tang Sanfeng turned around and found that Zhou Xuanqing's face was a little unusually bright red, and asked puzzledly, "What's wrong?"

Zhou Xuanqing was angry, and after enduring it, he felt that it was inappropriate to do it on the street, in short, this account was recorded first.

She actually listened to some of these people's words. remembered that before he was taken away by Yan Qingjun in Baizhuang, Governor Yang was standing with Hou Ye. I don't know that at this time, Hou Ye is still not in Lin'an Mansion.

Yan Qingjun stared at Zhou Xuanqing's expression with cold eyes. Seeing her frowning, she said, "You might as well go and join in the fun." ”

"What?" Zhou Xuanqing was stunned, suspecting that he hadn't heard clearly.

"What?" Tang Sanfeng was also stunned, he had really lived for a long time - when did the Demon Monarch like to be lively?

She said she was going to Yang's house. Yan Qingjun stared at his face, and his eyes fell on the brocade bag on Zhou Xuanqing's waist.