Those who can have the Id of the Hidden Scripture Building Forum of the Night Walking Division are almost all martial artists above the eighth grade, or those who have not reached the eighth grade realm, but have made outstanding contributions to the Night Walking Division.

There are many people in this who have not seen it, but they have heard it mentioned by their predecessors, the administrator of the Tibetan Scripture Building Forum, the one who is Id Long Stinging Ququ, is the owner of the Tibetan Scripture Building, the favorite closed disciple of the contemporary director of the Night Walking Division, Su Quruo.

Everyone respectfully calls him Uncle Junior.

Now some people openly call Su Quruo a brother and sister on the forum, but Su Quruo also agreed, which has to make people think more, and they are all speculating about where this great sage of my origin came from.

As the initiator of this incident, Hou Feibai asked for a bowl of knife-cut noodles with pork marinade at Guanzhong Noodle Restaurant, Yang Xiang was not in the front hall, but he still found that his bowl of noodles had many more toppings than others, which caused other diners to look sideways, feeling that the noodles in his bowl were not fragrant.

didn't see Yang Xiang, Hou Feibai didn't stay too much in the noodle shop, declined Yang Jiao's politeness to get the order free, and he paid and went straight back to the night antique shop.

When he arrived at the night antique shop, he did not go to the forum of the Tibetan Scripture Building, but picked up a few short articles from the library to read them, and the more he read, the more he admired the dean of Nansonghe.

After reading it, he roughly sorted out the information.

Nan Songhe, February 28, 926 - December 967, the word Xuansheng, the small character Changsheng, Longxi Chengji. When he was young, he was very studious, especially good at writing and calligraphy, good poetry, wine and sword, and was known as having a Taibai legacy. In the eighth year of Long An (941), he entered the Nine Grades to paint the demon master, and he had to paint the demon White Tiger, known as Baishan Jun.

In the same year, he entered the eight-grade micro-realm, the seven-grade painting realm in the second year, the magic brush for three years, the spiritual touch for four years, and the divine machine for five years.

At that time, due to the rise of the demon hunter family, fighting for power and profit, which led to chaos in the world, the Night Walking Division took action in time to support the Zhao family and Zhao Yi to establish the Dayong Dynasty.

On the eve of the unification of the whole country in the Dayong Dynasty, in the third year of Jianlong (967), Nan Songhe led almost all the demon painters of the Night Xingsi Painting Academy to enter the Great Wilderness Demon Realm, but none of them returned, and they disappeared from the world.

So, what happened to Nansong Crane back then? Now the Great Wilderness Demon Realm's Tianshui Dynasty Northern Emperor, the former National Teacher of the Ten Thousand Demon Kingdom, also known as Nansong Crane, what is the relationship between the two?

Hou Feibai couldn't figure it out.

He went down to the Jedi Pass alone, sitting on the big bluestone that Li Luo frequented, and the countdown warning on his wrist kept beating and changing numbers.

000:00:10

000:00:09

000:00:08

……

000:00:01

000:00:00

Hou Feibai's eyes darkened, and the familiar Jedi passage scenery dissipated.

It's time to enter the Great Wilderness Demon Realm again.

Immediately, Hou Feibai's expectant eyes did not appear, and his eyes were still dark, "Brother Xu!" Why don't you light the lights yet! It's getting dark! ”

With a snap of his fingers, a faint flame ignited from Hou Feibai's fingertips.

Samadhi fire.

The samadhi fire, which kills the soul and makes people and demons frightened, has become a little spark that illuminates the courtyard at this moment, warm and bright.

"Okay, Feibai, you can use your fingers as a lamp." Hou Xuan said with a smile.

Hou Ao lit the candlestick, covered it with a wind cover, and put it on the stone table, "Brother Xu, you still love to tease Xiaoqi so much." ”

Even though the coming-of-age sacrifice has passed and there are new words, Hou Ao is still used to calling Hou Feibai to be Xiaoqi.

Hou Jiu screamed at this time and hid behind Hou Xuan.

"What's Xiaojiu? It's like a ghost......" Before Hou Ao finished speaking, he exclaimed, "Ghost! ”

Hou Ao shouted and pointed behind Hou Feibai.

Following the direction of Hou Ao's finger, Hou Xurao was bold, and his scalp was numb for a while, only to see Hou Fei's white shoulders, revealing a smooth face, no facial features, no eyebrows, eyelashes, but you still feel that she is smiling at you.

"What, you guys are scared like this?" Hou Feibai didn't care, and with a flick of his fingers, the samadhi flame on his fingertips was also extinguished, and he turned around and looked back, empty, nothing.

"Brother Xu...... This is going to be your black history! Hou Feibai couldn't help but laugh and said, "In this world, where do ghosts come from?" ”

"Yes...... But I know ...... Bright...... I just saw it! Hou Jiu's upper and lower teeth touched, making a gurgling sound, "Brother Ao also saw it, didn't he?" ”

Hou Ao nodded again and again, "That's right, Xiao Qi, there are indeed ghosts in this courtyard, or let's return the courtyard!" ”

"Feibai, is there anything you feel is wrong lately?" Hou Xuan stared at Hou Feibai with a solemn face, as long as he made any moves, Hou Xuan decided to make a bold move.

"Something is wrong...... I know. Hou Feibai snapped his fingers again, and the flames on his fingertips quickly ignited.

After a few breaths, Hou Jiu, Hou Ao and Hou Xuan huddled together.

Hou Jiu stammered: "Again...... It's there again. ”

Hou Feibai stretched his hand forward, and the mirror demon crossed Hou Feibai's shoulder and also rushed forward, the smell of samadhi fire was really good.

Hou Jiu, Hou Ao and Hou Xuan took three steps back.

"So you're talking about her!" Hou Feibai beckoned to the three demons, "This is a secret, you come here, I'll tell you." ”

"We're right here, you say." Hou Ao felt that his two calves were beginning to show signs of turning tendons.

"That's right! You said. Hou Jiu also agreed.

Hou Feibai didn't expect that the Mirror Demon was even frightened by the always bold Hou Xuan, "The Mirror Demon was trapped in a deep well at the bottom of the courtyard by a formation before, and the Little Deer Warlock and I rescued her, and she was very grateful for my saving grace, so she followed me." ”

"The rumors that this courtyard was haunted earlier were just a means for the mirror demon to scare those monsters." Saying that, Hou Feibai rushed to the mirror demon and said, "These are my kindred, and they will live here in the future, don't scare them." ”

The mirror demon seemed to understand Hou Feibai's words, took a deep breath of samadhi, swirled in the air, and showed her original form, turning into a little girl less than a foot tall, with clear facial features, and jade carvings.

This...... This...... Wouldn't it?

Hou Jiu, Hou Ao and Hou Xuan, you look at me, I look at you, I see a deeper fear in each other's eyes, this ghost, will it change?

Hou Feibai understood now that this guy was even more scared, and immediately took out the body of the mirror demon from the unrepentant demon space, put the stone mirror on the stone table, and shook his hand to extinguish the samadhi fire.

Without the attraction of the samadhi fire, the mirror demon just wants to return to his body and sleep.

I saw her turn into a fine light, and she disappeared into the stone mirror.

Hou Xuan was bolder in the end, he walked over with courage, carefully picked up the stone mirror, looked at it again and again in his hand, and didn't feel any danger.

Hou Xuan put the stone mirror on the stone table, his face was surprised, fortunately, the light of the candle was not very bright, "So, there are actually no ghosts in this courtyard?" ”

Hou Feibai nodded.

"Then Brother Feibai, why didn't you say it earlier?" Hou Jiu pushed Hou Ao and also leaned over.

"I said, can this yard be so cheap?"

The three demons thought so.