The snow in the courtyard was swept under the plum tree by the Taoist priest, and the red plum tree was as brilliant as fire, competing for beauty.

A cold wind blew, and the snow sleet like fine salt rushed to Ling Qian'er's cheeks with a cold fragrance, and she shivered with cold.

is also shivering, and there are female ghosts kneeling under the plum tree.

Shen Xiyuan said: "Your Excellency the Ghost King, do you recognize this female ghost? She seriously injured Qian'er in Huanglin Mountain, and there were still a few white worms by her side at that time. ”

The three ghost kings are the cold black cicada, the glamorous female Luo and the treacherous Taishu Yu.

Ling Qian'er waved her hand and explained: "There are no serious injuries, no serious injuries, it's just scratched!"

When the black cicada heard the word "seriously injured", he took a step forward and said in a deep voice: "Raise your head." ”

The female ghost raised her head, and her ugly face was revealed in front of everyone.

Nu Luo looked at her carefully, and felt that her kneeling appearance was a little familiar, but she couldn't remember where she had seen it for a while.

The black cicada asked her, "Who instructed you?"

The female ghost was silent.

The black cicada said: "Lingqian'er is the demon king's beloved apprentice, even if I want you to die well, I have to ask the demon king first, you had better know the times!"

As soon as these words came out, the female ghost immediately spoke truthfully: "There was a silver-haired girl who gave me eight white worms, and she told me that near Huanglin Mountain, I would meet a beautiful banshee, and she also taught me a set of face changing techniques, so I attacked the girl while waiting for the banshee she said.

"At first, I thought she lied to me, but after waiting for a few days, I really met her, I just wanted to take her face, I didn't want to kill her. It was she who scolded me for being ugly, and I hurt her with all my heart. If I had known that this girl was the Demon King's apprentice, how dare I?

Ling Qian'er said: "Master, you heard it, I didn't lie to you, the fire in the inn was set by a silver-haired woman." ”

Ling Qian'er crossed her arms and became more and more frightened the more she thought about it, and said in her heart: "I fell asleep after getting on the boat that day, and I don't know how long I slept, could it be that I was stunned by her? I have been on the same boat with her during this period? She led my boat to Youzhou?"

Wen Renzhen turned around and gave Xiao Duo a look, and ordered: "Take Qian'er away!"

Ling Qian'er said: "Master, I'm not leaving, she hasn't explained it clearly, through her, I will definitely be able to find that silver-haired woman." ”

Xiao Duo knew that the demon king was going to be tortured next, so he pulled her out: "Let's go, hand it over to your master for interrogation." ”

Ling Qian'er was dissatisfied: "Where are you going to take me?"

Xiao Duo said: "Take you to enjoy the plum blossoms, and when there is a result, I will tell you first." ”

Wen Renzhen was sure that Lingqian'er was far away, so he put his hand on the female ghost's head, and a demonic power was injected from top to bottom, the female ghost's painful expression made this face even more distorted, and she begged for mercy intermittently: "I...... I really don't know...... Who is she......

Wen Renzhen stopped, the female ghost knelt on the ground and trembled, and then, her whole person was lifted up by an invisible force, her arms were outstretched, her legs were together, her hair seemed to be pulled by someone, and her eyes were facing Wen Renzhen's bright red eyes.

"Where's the silver-haired woman?"

"I don't know. ”

"What's her name?"

"I don't know. ”

"How can I find her?"

"I don't know. ”

"What you just said is the truth?"

"Yes"

"Is there anything missing?"

"Nope. ”

Wen Renzhen smiled and said, "Then what is the use of me keeping you?"

The female ghost came to her senses, looked at the demon king with a murderous face, and cried and begged: "I didn't know she was your apprentice, please ......"

The female ghost rose into the air, and the bones of her whole body were forcibly broken by a powerful force, and the whole person was twisted into various terrible postures, and the female ghost only had a miserable wail, and she couldn't even beg for mercy.

Wen Renzhen stared at her indifferently, and the female ghost rolled even more in the air, her eyes protruded, and her seven orifices were bleeding, and she had not yet swallowed her breath.

Suddenly there was a scream from the doorway.

"Ahh

Ling Qian'er stood at the door of the courtyard with her mouth covered, looking at the female ghost in the air in horror.

Xiaoduo then arrived, grabbed her arm and complained, "Why are you so disobedient, what are you doing when you run back?"

Seeing that Ling Qian'er didn't react, she followed her gaze, and hurriedly covered her eyes and shouted, "Don't look!"

Wen Renzhen frowned, and the female ghost fell to the ground, bursting open, and turned into a pool of blood.

Wen Ren Zhen walked towards his beloved disciple without looking back.

The black cicada looked at the back of Wen Renzhen leaving with a sad brow, and said in his heart: "Qian'er is scared, what should I do?"

Nu Luo was still thinking about the identity of this female ghost, and Tai Shu Yu wiped the cold sweat on his forehead.

Back in the quiet room, Lingqian'er couldn't afford to be sick, sometimes awake, sometimes lethargic, and often accompanied by gibberish.

After Cui Mian came to diagnose the pulse, he prescribed a prescription, but he did not get better after taking the medicine.

In the middle of the night, Lingqian'er woke up, and there was no one in the room, only a little lantern demon sitting alone on the table.

Lingqian'er wanted to get out of bed, but suddenly a strong arm held her.

"I'll give it to you. ”

Ling Qian'er looked up and saw that it was a black cicada, and she exclaimed, "Why are you here?" ”

The black cicada said: "Your master is at Shen Xiyuan's place, Xiaoduo was taken away by me, I can only stay for a while." Why did you sneak out of the Demon Realm, and why didn't you come to me?"

Ling Qian'er pursed her mouth: "It's not because of you." ”

The black cicada was puzzled: "Because of me?"

Ling Qian'er said: "The fire in the inn burned your men to death, and they framed me as the murderer who set the fire, and the master fined me ten rods." ”

The black cicada was surprised: "Hit you?"

Ling Qian'er said: "Hit, I slipped out of my anger, I was thinking of going to find you, but I fell asleep in a small boat, and I drifted to Huanglin Mountain and met the female ghost." ”

The black cicada repented: "I knew that the demon world would pull you out to take the blame, so I won't pursue it." ”

Ling Qian'er said: "Why don't you pursue it, there are a lot of treasures in my master's dark room, you didn't knock him hard?"

The black cicada pursed its lips and smiled.

Ling Qian'er said: "I was beaten because of you, how can you compensate me?"

The black cicada took out a white hosta from its sleeve, and one end of the hairpin was carved with a daffodil, and a hollow gold ball was embedded in the center of the flower.

Ling Qian'er took it and held it in her hand as a treasure.

The black cicada stuck the hosta on her head and said, "When the Three Senses are over, you will go back to the demon world with your master to recuperate, and I will go to see you." ”

Ling Qian'er snuggled into his arms and whispered, "Every time we meet, it's so hasty. ”

The black cicada said: "Next time I sneak into the demon world, stay longer, and accompany you well." ”

Ling Qian'er asked him stupidly, "Will you leave me in the future?"

The black cicada said: "No, you should be like a rock." ”

When Lingqian'er woke up the next morning, she found Master sitting on the edge of the bed, looking at her.

Ling Qian'er blinked, remembering what happened last night, thinking it was just a dream.

Zi Xiu said: "Your complexion is better, do you want to go to the Three Senses Temple with me?"

To go or not to go?

Ling Qian'er subconsciously scratched her head, but she touched a hosta, pulled it out and saw that it was the one given to her by the black cicada.

It turned out not to be a dream!

Ling Qian'er said, "Master, I'll go." ”

Two thousand years ago, Wen Renzhen took the initiative to show goodwill to the heavenly realm, and took the lead in making his position clear: first, to lead the demons to hide in Lingshan, neither to cross the line, nor to provoke disputes for no reason;

After Xiao Changyou heard the news, he was overjoyed, and personally welcomed the demon king to his Jiude Palace, and the two talked for a long time for a day and a night, and he liked this junior in front of him very much.

The Three Senses Club was also proposed by Wen Renzhen first, Xiao Changyou stroked his gray beard and asked him: "Good eyes, good body, good intentions?"

Wen Renzhen gently put down the teacup, pursed his lips and smiled: "Kindness is like water, and there is no dispute with the world." ”

Xiao Changyou's eyes widened, he got up and saluted him, then hurriedly ran to the ghost world, and grinded him in the black cicada's mansion for a whole day, so much so that the black cicada almost vomited blood and fell to the ground and died, and finally reluctantly agreed to participate in the Three Senses Association.

Therefore, on the tenth day of February every year, the Huangquan Ghost King, the Heavenly Realm Immortal Official, and the Lingshan Demon God will gather in Ningxian Mountain to discuss the affairs of the Three Realms.

Was there a ghost king born this year, which immortal in the heavenly realm made a mistake and was demoted, how many monsters were born in the world, how many infernal envoys were killed, and how many Taoist priests were killed...... Sometimes even a raging fire that is lit somewhere in the world has to be brought to the table for discussion, to see if anyone's "dog" is not optimistic and comes out to cause trouble in the world.

When the master and apprentice came to Sanshanguan, the rich aroma of sandalwood came to their nostrils, and Lingqian'er sneezed.

The temple is full of people, and there is no main seat, the front position on the left side is reserved for the demon king and Wu Yuan, and the disciples and retinue are not qualified to sit in the front row.

Wen Renzhen bowed to everyone and apologized: "Sorry, Zhen is late." ”

The crowd stood up and returned the salute.

"What does the demon king say, please take a seat. "One humane.

Ling Qian'er grabbed the corner of her master's clothes and peeked at the person who spoke, he was very old, and he felt older than Mr. Yunyang, with gray hair, full of energy, and bright eyes.

Ling Qian'er snickered, and said in her heart: "This look is much more energetic than Longyu." ”

Shen Xiyuan walked over and said with a smile: "You can get out of bed today, it can be seen that it is much better." Master, this is the banshee who saved Zhiyu in Youzhou. ”

Master, Xiao Changyou?

Ling Qian'er carefully looked at this virtuous and knowledgeable immortal master, although his words and deeds were extremely decent and polite, but it was difficult to hide his lofty posture, the blue fairy robe was embroidered with white cranes flying into the sky, the stitches were exquisite, lifelike, standing next to Shen Xiyuan, who was dressed in white, but it revealed a bit of worldliness.

The more Ling Qian'er looked at it, the more she felt that this old man didn't look like a good stubble.

Wen Renzhen reminded: "Qian'er, I've seen my predecessors. ”

"Oh. Ling Qian'er bowed in a proper manner.

Xiao Changyou said: "No need to be polite. ”

Wen Renzhen touched Lingqian'er's hair, and said softly: "This is not as good as Lingshan, go and sit with Mingzhen, just say when you are tired." ”

This year, the Three Realms were also peaceful, and some of the evil cults that were causing chaos were either captured or rectified on the spot, and there was nothing really worth discussing.

After exchanging a few words of greeting, Shen Xiyuan mentioned the female ghost of Huanglin Mountain.

Wen Renzhen also talked about the fire in Srattail Alley, and these things all pointed to a mysterious silver-haired woman, and everyone looked at the three ghost kings.