Chapter Ninety-Seven: Deepavali (2)
"Feng Zheng? What is he doing here?"
Qiu Fang hid behind the trunk of the tree and looked intently, his eyebrows were tightly locked, and his handsome face was full of doubts, obviously quite surprised by the arrival of Feng Zheng.
Feng Zheng was also followed by a thin man, Qiu Fang looked at this man intently, and suddenly remembered that he had a relationship. This person is the Zu Lin who was in a-for-tat confrontation with Feng Zheng at the night banquet where Feng Zheng invited guests from all over the world a while ago.
Na Zulin also held a long object wrapped in white cloth in his hand, under the eyes, it was as long as five feet, but it was not a heavy object, and every time he raised his hand, it was light.
Didn't the two of them look down on each other that night, but today they called each other brothers, so they didn't kiss each other.
Qiu Fang slandered, and couldn't help but take a sip, inevitably mocking this group of people who only care about interests and don't cherish their bones.
Feng Zheng and the two were chatting happily at this time, and every time they went to a bend or a narrow place, they were polite, avoiding the side, and letting the other party go first, and they couldn't see that the two of them had a dislike a while ago.
The leaves in the backyard are scattered, withering into rain, but it is not as yellow as when the autumn boat came a few days ago, and the surrounding flower beds are also empty, and the flowers and trees that were once withered and withered have also been swept away, and it can be seen that this place has been carefully cleaned up for tomorrow's Deepavali Conference.
Qiu Fang saw the two of them slowly stepping into the enchantment, and then submerged into the backyard, and an anxiety arose spontaneously in his heart.
Tonight in this backyard, they can enter, but they can't get in, which makes Qiu Fang very angry, after all, the young man is bent on spying on intelligence, and even puts life and death out of the way, and now he is blocked by an enchantment, it is strange that he can not be angry or anxious.
"Want to go in?"
He Wangshu is always like a ghost, mysterious and unpredictable, at this moment a blackbird jumped behind the autumn boat, its wings flapped, and a whirlwind swept up the golden apricot leaves that fell on the ground, making a loud noise.
"Scared me."
Qiu Fang covered his hands on his chest and soothed the little heart that was frightened by He Wangshu.
"It's a coward." The blackbird twitched a few times on the dead leaves, laughing and mocking.
After a while, He Wangshu continued to say through the beak of the black bird: "I just went to the banquet for a while, I said why I didn't see Feng Zheng, it turns out that he slipped here by urinating."
Qiu Fang nodded and said in a low voice, "There is an enchantment, you can't get in."
"No enchantment, do you dare to approach again?" He Wangshu's mood was not as anxious as Qiu Fang's, and his words were careless.
"The disciple is willing to give it a try." Qiu Fang has a strong temperament, and after listening to He Wangshu's teasing, he naturally refused to be convinced.
"Then look, the mere barrier is not a big deal in front of me."
As soon as He Wangshu's words fell, the blackbird flapped its wings and flew high, extremely fast, just a blink of an eye, and it was already over the backyard.
Seeing this, Qiu Fang was shocked and said, "Why are these ten senior uncles so reckless today, not afraid that Feng Zheng will find out, and in the end he can't eat and walk around?"
At this time, there was a sudden strong wind in the air, and the autumn boat could see from afar, and the dead trees standing tall in the backyard were shaking violently.
"What is this going to do, Uncle Shi?" When the young man saw this battle, he wondered in his heart, the black clouds in the sky gradually condensed together, and the cold moon was swallowed up by the black clouds in an instant, and a sense of suffocation was approaching.
Just as Qiu Fang was staring at the sky, a bolt of lightning struck, smashing open the barrier shrouded in the backyard, and a pale white halo slowly emerged, with several top-down cracks looming on it.
"How's it going, this Ray is pretty?"
He Wangshu made such a big noise, the young man had been hiding quietly on one side, seeing that the blackbird was jumping back at this moment, and he was still talking wildly, he was naturally angry, and complained: "Good ability, but a small enchantment, killing chickens with a knife, why don't the tenth uncle directly split the world of the Mo Sect with a thunderbolt?"
Seeing that Wu Qiufang's words were quite yin and yang, which was in great contrast with his usual respectful and docile appearance, He Wangshu was not angry, but couldn't laugh or cry.
Immediately, he smiled again: "That governor and reasonable Wu Qiufang can't see it."
Qiu Fang didn't pay attention to his yin and yang monster
Qi, just gently rubbed his temples with his hands, looked at the pale white light curtain that was getting deeper and deeper, and said in a daze, "Uncle Shi, you are not here, how did you do it?"
Qiu Fang remembered that day when the golden-faced man in black broke into the Mo Sect, he still drew a rune by himself, how could He Wangshu be able to call the wind and thunder again today.
"Don't forget, this spirit bird is a talisman." He Wangshu's voice was a little complacent, but he heard that Qiu Fang was slightly dissatisfied.
"A grand event is coming, so you have to stumble on the wind and government envoys." Seeing that Qiu Fang pouted and didn't answer, He Wangshu diverted the topic.
"What's the benefit of startling the snake?"
"We'll find out later." He Wangshu said confidently.
When the enchantment was hit by this blow, Feng Zheng naturally would not sit idly by, just in the blink of an eye, his figure had already risen into the air, his feet fell on the green tiles of the courtyard wall, and his eyes as sharp as a falcon were also vigilantly watching his surroundings.
Zu Lin also followed, landing on Feng Zheng's side, only to see him whisper, "Brother Feng, it seems that it is not the right time."
"Xu is a monster, although the ancestral brother can rest assured, this dead tree has already been injected with a drop of ink by the previous sect masters of the Mo Sect, and the formation is strong, and she can't escape from her wings." Feng Zheng said, and did not forget to look back at the dead tree, and there was a chill in his eyes.
"Brother Feng, tonight's business, should we leave or stay?" Zu Lin also glanced at the dead tree, and asked Feng Zheng with his hand.
Only then did Wu Qiufang see clearly what Zu Lin was holding in his hand, and the white cloth that was once tightly wrapped had faded a little, revealing a head, which looked like a flag, but it was too short.
"The monster is at the end of his rope, and he still wants to resist stubbornly, but how can this mere spell hinder you and me from doing great things, why don't you talk about it for a while?"
Feng Zheng was not frightened by the lightning just now, and calmly invited Zu Lin to continue his actions. Zu Lin also nodded, jumped forward, and his figure was covered by the courtyard wall again.
"Uncle Ten?"
Qiu Fang called.
He Wangshu didn't answer immediately, but groaned in a rare way.
Qiu Fang understood that there were not many things that could make his Tenth Senior Uncle hesitate to do so. But he still wanted to say more, "What's wrong?"
"I underestimated Feng Zheng, I thought he would be forced out when he saw someone making trouble."
He Wangshu scolded first, he originally planned to smash the enchantment and let Feng Zheng be ruined, so that he was uneasy, who would have thought that Feng Zheng would mistakenly think that it was a monster, and he was not moved at all.
"What is that Zulin holding in his hand?" What Qiu Fang cared about was the object in Zu Lin's hand, and he didn't want to pursue He Wangshu's cleverness in taking a low position.
He Wangshu groaned again before he said, "The Imperial Soul Flag, the heirloom of the ancestral family in the north of the city."
"What's the use?" Qiu Fang continued to ask, he could guess that it was probably a magic weapon or something, but he was full of doubts about its use.
"It can be fascinating."
He Wangshu's tone sank, as if he sensed something was wrong.
"Do they want to keep the fish under control?"
Qiu Fang also reacted, and his originally suppressed voice was a little higher.
"It's hard to say, shemales have different paths, and demons are not so easy to handle. Besides, the demon's cultivation is not low, and he has already entered the realm of the second type of people, if they want to use the Soul Banner to control the other party's mind, I am afraid that they will be counterattacked."
He Wangshu speculated in a deep voice, Rao was indifferent, and his voice at this moment also showed worry.
Qiu Fang's mind was delicate, and he still found clues in He Wangshu's deep voice, and he also groaned slightly, "Then what if they really controlled Ah Yu?"
"It's... I can't..." He Wangshu's voice came intermittently, Qiu Fang's eyebrows frowned, and he heard it a little unreally.
Tonight's Mozong is brightly lit, and the sect is also full of joy, with big red lanterns hanging in the corners of the eaves, gently plucked by the passing wind.
He Wangshu's true body stood on the hill not far from the main gate of Mozong, the jade fracture fan in his hand shook gently, his face was quite solemn, Zu Lin's imperial soul banner actually appeared, the purpose of Feng Zheng's demon slaying conference
There is only one, that is, in front of the heroes and heroes, restrain the monster on the spot and use it for yourself.
It's a big gamble, a big gamble where it's unpredictable to win or lose.
There has always been only one thing in the world that is fascinating, and it is unheard of to control the demon for his own use, if in the past, the well-informed He Wangshu would only feel that this matter was too appalling, but today, it is no longer the case.
Not to mention how high the odds of his plan are, but if it really happens, I'm afraid that the power and reputation of the Mo Sect will rise unprecedentedly, which is something that the East Pole Gate does not want to see.
While he was groaning, Wu Qiufang over there spoke again, bringing a piece of news that made He Wangshu's face even more awe-inspiring.
"I was in the courtyard of Feng Suixing that day, and I heard Feng Zheng say that Ah Yu had a secret, but he called back left and right at that time, and I couldn't hear it. But judging by his look, it will never be a trivial matter."
"It's the first time I've seen such a big formation in the Deepavali Conference in the past few decades, and as soon as Feng Zheng makes a move, he will make such a big move, of course there will be no trivial matter."
Hearing He Wangshu's sneer, Wu Qiufang couldn't help but swallow his saliva, the trouble was so big that even he had to ponder.
"Say, what are the two of them doing in there?"
He Wangshu's voice came again, Qiu Fang lowered his head and thought for a while, thinking of the white cloth that had just been gradually peeled off, and the Imperial Soul Banner that showed his head, his heart sank, and his eyes glared, "Don't they wait for tomorrow to control Ah Yu today?"
Wu Qiufang took a bite of a fish, and He Wangshu felt a little weird in his heart, in other words, he would inevitably have to make a few jokes such as a good relationship, but today it was extremely inappropriate.
I only heard him say, "Probably, if you really want to say it, Zu Lin's Tao is not as good as mine, but Feng Zheng doesn't dare to underestimate it, we can't attract the two of them tonight, and we can't break in rashly."
"If they succeed in this plan, won't there be endless troubles?"
Qiu Fang saw that He Wangshu had the intention of not pursuing it anymore, and couldn't help but ask, although the person imprisoned inside was the enemy who had been chasing and killing her, but since he promised to save her, he couldn't retreat.
The young man gritted his teeth, and kept thinking about what other feasible methods could be used to stop Feng Zheng's conspiracy.
All this was seen by He Wangshu, he coughed, cleared his throat, and comforted: "Don't worry, although the Imperial Soul Banner has a bit of a reputation and is also considered the best among medium magic weapons, the fish in your mouth is a demon, not a human, how can it be so easy to subdue."
Although Qiu Fang nodded when he heard this, his expression was still gloomy, and the worries in his heart were not dissipated.
Seeing that the young man's face did not change, He Wangshu added another sentence: "Don't forget the golden-faced black-clothed man who broke into the Mo Sect that night, that is not an ordinary person, Feng Zheng wants to become a big fat man in one bite, and he has to weigh whether he has the ability."
He Wangshu said, snorted coldly, Wu Qiufang didn't need to look, he could imagine the sneering look of the tenth uncle.
As Qiu Fang expected, He Wangshu, who was standing alone on the hill, had a snow-white face, cold eyebrows and eyes, and was looking at the gate of the Mo Sect with a distracted look, and his silver robe was vibrated by the long wind hunting.
In his opinion, Feng Zheng's ideal is beautiful, but the odds of winning are extremely low, but now, he has to pass on what he saw and heard tonight back to the East Pole Gate, so that Zhou Zong also has a consideration in his heart.
Thinking of this, he held the handle of the fan in one hand and stroked the fan with the other, and his eyes flashed.
Unexpectedly, Wu Qiufang on the other end exclaimed again, "Someone is here again!"
He Wangshu heard this, the blackbird jumped, stood on the branch, there is a night help, even if the blackbird shows its head, it is not easy to be found, even if it is discovered, it will not arouse suspicion, this late autumn ginkgo branch, hanging a blackbird is not a strange thing.
The person who came was He Wangshu's old acquaintance, and the grandfather and grandson surnamed Ye walked to the backyard without hurrying, and Feng Zheng also took three steps and made two steps to greet him.
"It seems that Mo Zong hugged the big tree of the Great General very tightly." He Wangshu's sneer came from Qiu Fang's head, Qiu Fang paid close attention to the door of the backyard, only Feng Zheng came out alone, but there was no shadow of Zu Lin.
Could it be that he is already in it
Hands-on?
Thinking of this section, Qiu Fang's heart sank, and the young man wanted to keep his word, since he had reached a deal with Ah Yu, if he broke his promise in the end, I am afraid that this matter would become a hurdle that he would never be able to cross in his heart.
"Wind Sect Master doesn't go to the lobby to greet guests, why... Will... We're called here?"
Seeing Feng Zheng ushering, Ye Yun said loudly, his cheeks were rosy, he had drunk countless drinks tonight, the wine was so strong that his speech was slurred, and even his footsteps were a little staggering. Qiu Fang, who was hiding in the shadows, couldn't help but wrinkle his nose.
"Mr. Ye, you are not an outsider, you are disturbing your drinking, there is something to discuss."
Feng Zheng said respectfully.
Wu Qiufang raised his eyes and looked at the blackbird, the blackbird's ruby eyes blinked, staring intently at the few people who were talking, and he didn't know what He Wangshu was thinking in his heart.
"What is the need to be here... This... Hiccup, desolate man.. of the place."
Ye Yun said intermittently, and after that, he didn't forget to take the wine gourd in his hand to Ye Ayaxue, who was supporting him, and shook it. Ye Ayaxue was already displeased, but when she saw this, her face was even colder.
Feng Zheng frowned when he saw it, what he wanted to say was not small, Ye Yun was drunk again, and it made him quite difficult to say it or not.
"Wind Sect Master, please speak, I will tell my grandfather."
Ye Ayaxue pursed her lips and said, although she didn't want to get involved in this matter in her heart, she couldn't help it at the moment.
Feng Zheng hesitated for a while, but still said the important thing.
"This demon is not exactly a demon."