This person is white and pure, his hair is slightly long, his eyes are like stars, and a vertical line is inlaid between his eyebrows.

In stark contrast to this, he is dressed. The boy was dressed in shabby, the corners of his clothes were frayed, and on his chest hung a red rope, on which a large copper coin lined with vermilion lacquer shone faintly.

This is a token of the disciple of Maoshan, and there are several in the box in Old Man Chen's house, so I am even more curious when I see it.

Take a few steps back, look up and down, and soon our eyes were attracted by a stone tablet behind him, squinting our eyes and taking a closer look, that thing is not a stone tablet, but a piece of iron, more than a foot wide, an inch thick, and a handle at the top, the peculiar shape is easy for people to take it as a sword, plus the kid's dress suddenly makes people feel that this is Yang Guo in "The Legend of the Condor Heroes".

"Who are you?" Pull out the ruler, I asked.

"The poor Taoist surname is Lei, and the law name is really Guizi, and the little master can be called whatever he wants." He said, and waved his hands with me, this hand is very different from the posture of ordinary people similar to holding fists, at a glance, I know that this person is a Taoist priest, as concocted, I also have the same etiquette as him, and then said to him with a little doubt: "This real person, I don't know what sect, what is the so-called thing to come?" ”

"Oh, I forgot to say just now, family teacher Chen Daoling, disciple of Maoshan, I came here to discuss with you on the decree of the Maoshan General Altar, you are Mr. Lu Li."

"In the lower land." As soon as I heard this, I hurriedly hugged my fists, and at this time, Xiaopang and they also came around, obviously, these people were very interested in him, staring at the little eyes up and down one by one, especially Ding Ling, her eyes were going to be straight, and she looked like a female hooligan seeing a handsome guy

Glancing at her, I was quite depressed, although even I had to admit that my appearance was indeed inferior to him, but I had to be more or less reserved in front of so many people!

Thinking of this, I was too lazy to be with these people anymore, let them be polite to each other and walked forward, at this time, the clanging knock on the door had stopped, I tried to push open the door to see the situation inside, but as soon as I stretched out my hand, there was no push, both hands worked together, still no push

What's the situation!?

Just thinking about it, the young man who was known as the "true returnee" had already walked over, he smiled, stretched out his hand, the white and slender palm buckled on the door panel, and pushed the black lacquer door open with a slight push

Looking up, in the yard, lying horizontally and vertically are full of corpses, those corpses, most of them are blue-black, a considerable part of the body also has bursts of white smoke, at a glance, you can know that this is burned by the flames, and then look at the door, the corpses are piled up like a hill, but those corpses are also burned almost, I stretched out my hand to try it, when I was still half a foot away from the corpse, I could feel a scorching wave of air, and when I got in, I felt that I had fallen into a briquette stove that had just been extinguished not long agoThe whole yard was full of heat, very stuffy, very hot, and warm with a lot of burnt smell.

It seems that I am not mistaken, those humanoid wooden signs are really related to these corpses, see that there is no flame on their bodies, but one by one they are burned into such a shape, presumably, this is the result of those wooden signs being burned and completely transferred to them, thinking of this, I quickly ran to the half-exposed pavilion, the fire inside had been extinguished, the walls around were burning like a stove, the billowing black smoke had just cleared and blackened both sides of the entrance, I squatted there, and shone it with a flashlight, and it was empty, It's all scrapped.

Well, solved.

This corpse breeding ground can no longer be used, but out of caution, I still ran to a few coffins that broke out of the ground to find it, and shone it with a flashlight, one by one empty, and a small part of the corpses were buried and crawled out and burned to death, after making sure that these things can no longer harm the world, I asked Lao Yang to call the fire brigade and ask them to clean up the battlefield, and then returned to the outside of the mansion to talk to the guy called "Zhenguizi".

"Find me something, tell me." Wiping my hands with a tissue and wiping my face, I asked him as I busied myself.

"Poor Dao came here this time to discuss with you the handover of Chongxiao Tower." The man said, in his arms took out an invitation card as big as two copper plates stacked together, I took it and looked at it, in the middle of the front of the bamboo board, is a yin carved gossip map, on both sides of the gossip map, there are many strange symbols, and the two ends of the bamboo board, there are two very flat protrusions, purely from the aesthetic point of view, this thing has reached the level of handicrafts.

Divide the copper plate, the bamboo board is pasted with a piece of rice paper, which looks quite thick, with some light background color decoration on it, and the middle of the rice paper, from right to left, is written in a vertical version with a set of flowing brush characters, line grass, Wen Huiming's body.

"Is this gossip?" As soon as I saw the two big seals on the rice paper, I was dumbfounded, although the words on it were written in seal characters, but people who knew a little about ancient Chinese could see the place where this post was issued: Maoshan Jiuxiao Wanfu Palace.

Damn, no wonder this kid is so arrogant, it turned out to be a commissioner of the Maoshan Sect

You know, this gossip is one of the tokens of the head of Maoshan, simply put, it is the "holy decree" inside Maoshan, and it is replaced by ordinary people, who can't see it once in a lifetime, but at this juncture, what are the people of Maoshan General Altar doing?

Seeing the "old turtle" smiling, I opened the gossip dish and read it again, to say, so many years have passed, the official letter of Damaoshan is still so dogmatic, as soon as I read it, the text is still a little difficult, I read it repeatedly for five minutes, I returned the gossip to the kid, "I can't be the master of this matter, at six o'clock in the evening, go to the iron tower, I will discuss with Mr. Chen and then give you an answer." ”

"This" The man listened, hesitated for a moment, then nodded and turned down the mountain with the slice, looking at his back, the little fat they sighed, and after a while these people ran over to ask the east and west, I was in a bad mood, I didn't have time to talk nonsense with them, and when the people from the fire brigade came, let Lao Yang stare here, and ran back first.

When she returned to the Iron Tower, the ghost was sitting at the top of the stairs with her knees crossed, and Mi'er was squatting beside her, and her poor little appearance was exactly the same as that of Nizi beside her.