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Like a mirror falling to the ground, the world that was still lifelike before was instantly crawling with cracks like spider webs under Huai Zhi'an's sword.

Boom Boom –

The ground is shaking, and everything is collapsing, including Huai Zhi'an and the three themselves.

Under the shaking, Pu Liuxian almost fell, but Huai Zhi'an and Shanyu were as immobile as a mountain, still stable.

Huai Zhi'an's sword seemed to cut out a black hole, sucking everything around it into it.

In the endless darkness, there is an infinite amount of light blooming!

The light shone on everything, and the dazzling light made Pu Liuxian unable to open his eyes.

The same place, the same time, the same mansion, but the difference is that a plaque was hung on the mansion at this time, and two words were engraved on it:

"Chatting"

And at this time, there was already a shadow under the feet of the three of Huai Zhi'an.

"Pu Jushi, you are so immersed in your own story that you blur the line between reality and illusion." Huai Zhi Andao.

"It can't be! If it was just an illusion, how could there be such a real illusion? Pu Liuxian didn't believe it.

Huai Zhi'an turned his head sideways and quietly looked at the man in front of him.

"Do you remember, how old are you?"

"I went to Chang'an City to participate in the imperial examination this year, and I am the age of a weak crown......"

But in the next breath, Pu Liuxian saw his face reflected in the mirror handed over by Shanyu.

Old and white-bearded, dressed in a gray robe, with wrinkled skin, he is already in the mirror in his ears!

"Layman, do you remember now, who is that imaginary woman?"

"She's ......"

Pu Liuxian lowered his head, his eyes lowered, his voice weakened, and all kinds of memories came flooding back in his mind.

During the examination when he was a teenager, he met a girl by chance, and he had feelings for each other, and the two were happy, and the love was in agreement.

It was a memory that he pressed in the deepest part of his mind because of the grief in his heart.

All kinds of memories swirled, and finally froze on the girl's smile.

Pu Liuxian closed his eyes, and clear tears slipped from the corners of his eyes.

"She's ...... My deceased wife! ”

Ten years of life and death, without thinking, unforgettable. Thousands of miles of lonely graves, nowhere to talk about desolation!

Before, Huai Zhi'an heard Pu Liuxian tell this story, and he vaguely felt a little familiar, but now after learning Pu Liuxian's true identity, Huai Zhi'an finally remembered.

Pu Liuxian did write about ghosts and monsters, and also compiled the stories he wrote into a book, which is called: Strange Tales of Liaozhai!

And that book happened to be in the pile of clutter that Huai Zhi'an found in Fuyun Temple before, and Huai Zhi'an happened to read it when he was bored, so it felt familiar.

Looking at Pu Liuxian, who was crying silently in front of him, Huai Zhi'an sighed, and after leaving the silver, his eyes gestured to the mountain language, and the two did not disturb Pu Liuxian, but chose to leave silently.

After leaving Liaozhai, Shanyu and Huai Zhi'an walked side by side on the mountain road back to Wutong Mountain.

The breeze was free, stirring Huai Zhi'an's robe, blowing the long hair of Shanyu, and also blowing the string of Jin Ling on Shanyu's wrist swaying.

After a moment of silence, Shanyu sighed with a sigh in his eyes: "I can't imagine that a mortal without any spiritual power can create such an illusion out of thin air!" ”

Even though Shanyu has traveled alone in several states since he came down the mountain, slaying demons and demons all the way, and seeing the world, today's incident still makes Shanyu feel shaken.

Because she is human, and what she has just seen is the most affectionate thing in the world!

"The love is deep, the sun sets and the moon sinks."

Huai Zhi'an said calmly: "That old man's thoughts about his deceased wife may even have surpassed the boundaries of immortals. ”

Zhao Tianling and Yan Shuxian, Pu Liuxian and his deceased wife.

In two days, Huai Zhi'an saw the two sides of love, "desperate" and "affectionate".

Yan Shuxian once asked Huai Zhi'an before she died: How to kill the ghost of the human heart?

Now seeing Pu Liuxian's thoughts about his deceased wife, Huai Zhi'an vaguely understands.

"By the way, you just ...... that sword"

Without waiting for Huai Zhi'an to think carefully, the mountain language on the side suddenly spoke.

"Is there anything wrong with the mountain skills of the mountain trail?" Huai Zhi Andao.

Just faced with the illusion created by Pu Liuxian because of excessive thoughts, Huai Zhi'an smashed the illusion with a sword in his hand, and he didn't feel any difficulty.

Shanyu paused, raised his head, and looked at Huai Zhi'an's handsome face that was not like the world.

Judging from the spiritual breath, it is indeed a weak chicken, but the sword just now......

"Nothing." The girl Shanyu retracted her gaze and said, maybe she made a mistake.

Although I don't know what is strange about this young Taoist priest, she has important things to investigate when she comes to Qulan Town, and she doesn't have much time to spend here.

At this moment, the golden bell that had been worn on the girl's wrist suddenly made a jingling sound without wind.

Hearing this voice, Shanyu's eyes moved slightly, and his gaze, which was already so flat that it was almost cold, suddenly became a little sharper.

Then Shanyu hurriedly turned around and left without even waiting for Huai Zhi'an to speak, leaving only the back of the oil-paper umbrella and the jingling sound of Jin Ling.

Although the girl seemed to be strolling, her body was extremely fast, and she had disappeared at the end of Huai Zhi'an's sight in the blink of an eye.

"Tsk, what a cold and strange fellow." Watching the girl in Tsing Yi leave, Huai Zhi'an shook his head in confusion.

Huai Zhi'an thought that he finally met a guy who was suspected of being a cultivator, and he wanted to inquire more about things, but he didn't expect that the other party came inexplicably and left inexplicably.

It can only be said that there is no fate!

"But ......"

Huai Zhi'an looked at Qulan Town, which was vaguely visible, and thought that he had already gone down the mountain, so he would buy some ingredients on the way and improve the food for Wutong.

Poor sycamore, he eats vegetarian every day, and that thing is almost dyed green.

As for the matter of that Pu Jushi, Huai Zhi'an was also powerless.

If it is really evil and chaotic, Huai Zhi'an can look at the silver...... No, for the sake of the identity of the Taoist priest, he helped out, but the other party was a heart disease, and the medicine stone was difficult to treat, so he could only rely on himself to get out, and Huai Zhi'an was helpless.

However, just as Huai Zhi'an was walking towards Qulan Town, he met an unexpected person.

"Old Willow?"

Looking at Liu Shi, who was in a hurry with his expression and steps, and the crowd of people behind him, Huai Zhi'an looked surprised.

"Huai Zhi'an? Hey, just save the effort of going up the mountain to find you, let's go, hurry up and follow me! ”

After seeing Huai Zhi'an, Lao Liu's wrinkled old face suddenly stretched a lot, and grabbed Huai Zhi'an's hands.

With this sentence, Huai Zhi'an realized that Lao Liu was afraid that something big had happened again?

Trouble, trouble again! And trouble means danger!

Thinking of this, Huai Zhi'an quietly twitched his hands, while Liu Shi tightened quietly.

The two of them just held hands, one pumped hard, the other dragged stubbornly, looking at each other speechlessly, looking at each other, passionate, and the grass grew and the warbler flew.

The catchers behind Liu Shi looked at each other, has the relationship between the boss and Huai Zhi'an reached this level?

"Wutong is still waiting for me to go back and cook for him." Huai Zhi'an said in a deep voice. "Sycamore can't do without me!"

Liu Shi stared at Huai Zhi'an's eyes, directly used a killer move, and also said in a deep voice: "There is money to take!" ”

"Ahem, what's wrong, what's wrong? Without further ado, let's go! Huai Zhi'an's words changed.

"That Sycamore......"

"Don't worry, you won't die of hunger!"

"Well, this is the Huai Zhi'an I know!" Liu Shi withdrew his hands with a smile and patted Huai Zhi'an's shoulder.

Huai Zhi'an moved two steps to the side in disgust, Lao Liu, this guy had just come out of Chunhualou 100%, and the smell of rouge on his body had not dissipated.

"By the way, Lao Liu, do you know the Seven Buildings of Xianlu?" Huai Zhi'an suddenly remembered something mentioned by the girl in Tsing Yi.

"Immortal Road Seven-Story Building? Don't you know? ”

Lao Liu looked at Huai Zhi'an with a strange face, who is the Taoist priest of the two of us?

Huai Zhi'an naturally asked rhetorically: "I need to ask you if I want to know?" ”