In the room, Zen Master Bukong was still expelling evil qi from Naner.

Xia Zhician waited outside the door for several hours, yawning several times boredly, and the little novice who was a wealth fan on the side dozed off even more.

"Amitabha, Xia Lingguan, please come in."

Zen Master Bukong sat on top of the futon and let out a long breath, and the golden Sanskrit words wafting around him also penetrated into his open mouth.

The evil aura on Nan Er's body was much lighter, but it seemed that it should not have been completely eliminated, and his body fell down as soon as he became weak.

"Master, is my friend okay?"

Xia Zhician looked at the obviously tired Zen Master Bukong, the old monk had a lot of beads of sweat on his forehead, obviously in late autumn, he could sweat so much, which showed the difficulty of his spell casting process.

"It's okay, it's just that he has a strong evil qi on his body, and the old monk can't remove all the evil qi in his body in a day."

This is not because the strength of the Bukong Zen Master is not enough, but because it is not difficult to expel the evil qi, the difficult thing is to protect the meridians in Naner's body while expelling the evil qi.

Otherwise, if you forcibly pull out all the evil qi, Nan Er will become a waste person with all the meridians cut off.

It is really not easy to protect Nan Er's meridians while expelling all the evil qi in his body.

For example, it's like tying one's hands and feet to kill an enemy.

"The master has worked hard."

Xia Zhician probed Nan Er's veins and found that he was fine, he was simply asleep, and the evil qi in his body was obviously removed a lot.

"Haha, saving someone's life is better than building a seventh-level floating slaughter, this is what an old monk should do."

The Zen Master of Bukong never mentioned the matter of the pure gold seal, as if he really just wanted to save people.

"Nangong Shi's health is not bad, he should wake up after a while. Today, I only removed about thirty percent of his evil energy......"

Zen Master Bukong glanced at the little novice who was still squatting at the door holding the golden seal and refused to let go, and wiped the sweat on his forehead with the corner of his sleeve helplessly.

This continued:

"At this pace, it may take five days to completely heal the body of the Nangong donor."

"Okay, I got the master."

Xia Zhician secretly calculated how many gold ingots he still had, and whether he could get the next four days of medical fees.

No, you don't think that just giving money once will cure it.

"This Nangong donor should also be a person with an extraordinary background. I don't know who his master is, whether the old monk recognizes it or not. ”

"Huh? What does the master mean by this......"

Seeing Xia Zhicicada's somewhat surprised look, the Zen Master Bukong pointed to Nan Er, who was still on the ground, and said slowly:

"Nangong Shi's body has obviously been combed with true qi, and all the meridians in his body have been opened. And judging from the method of combing the body, it should come from the Dao Gate. ”

"Oh?"

Xia Zhician didn't expect that Nan Er could still have a relationship with the high-flying Daomen, and it seemed that it was not shallow.

Although he knew that Nan Er had a lot to hide from his life experience, he didn't expect that there would be something unexpected for him.

He had also used his true qi to test Nan Er's body before, but he had never found that the meridians of Nan Er's body had been combed, so he could only say that he had never thought about it in this regard.

After all, Xia Zhicicada is born with a physique with self-communicating meridians, so he naturally thinks that everyone's meridians are like this, and there is no difference.

There is no way to sort out the body in the Sleepy Dragon Mountain, after all, the Lingguan only accepts geniuses in the true sense.

"Uh...... Where is this? ”

Nan Er rubbed his forehead, he felt as if he was a little more comfortable, but he was still a little confused, and for a while he couldn't even tell whether he was awake or dreaming.

"Awake? This is in the master's abode. ”

Xia Zhician briefly introduced the Bukong Zen Master to Nan Er, anyway, he estimated that Nan Er couldn't quite understand what kind of powerful existence the apprentice of the abbot of Wanfo Mountain was among the cultivators.

"Oh, why am I here? Didn't you seem to be still in the bamboo forest courtyard before...... Am I dreaming? ”

Nan Er nodded half-asleep, he barely stood up from the ground, feeling as if the bones in his body had been broken up and then put back together, and it felt like something was not quite right with each piece.

Rub your wrists and shake your legs, then stretch and straighten up.

"How?"

"It's okay, I can't die......"

Nan Er twisted his neck, showing that he was even a little uncomfortable with his body. He frowned, trying to remember what the last fragment of his memory was.

"Amitabha, the donor of Nangong will live here with the old monk first, and if something happens, he can deal with it."

The Bukong Zen Master was thoughtful, if he let Nan Er go back with Xia Zhicicada, in case the evil qi in Nan Er's body went violent, Xia Zhician alone would not be able to subdue him.

"Huh? Why should I stay here at the master, I ......"

"Alright, that's it."

Xia Zhician directly interrupted Nan Er, he didn't even give the other party a chance to refute, and directly used the Dafa of changing the topic:

"These days when you have lost your memory, something big has happened in Jiangcheng, in short, it will be safer to stay here."

"Big deal? Tell me about the big deal. ”

Nan Er was really attracted by what Xia Zhician said about the big thing in Jiangcheng, and suddenly forgot what he wanted to do just now, and just wanted to quickly know what was going on in Jiangcheng.

"Come, sit down. I'll tell you slowly. ”

Grunt.

Nan Er clutched his stomach, clearly feeling the hunger in his stomach.

"Boy, go and prepare some vegetarian food."

The Zen master shouted a few words, and the little novice at the door reluctantly stood up, patted the dust sticking to his buttocks, and then walked quickly to the kitchen of the Lewang Mansion.

"Things have to be said from the day of the river god festival......

By the time Xia Zhician finished talking about what had happened in Jiangcheng these days, Nan Erdu had already eaten three bowls of somen noodles, and even the little novice who was watching from the side whispered a rice bucket.

"Hiccup~"

Nan Er burped, wiped the corners of his mouth again, patted his satisfied stomach, and said while thinking:

"I seem to have some of it remembered."

"Remembering what?"

The clues that Xia Zhician has found these days are all clues, and there is no clue that there is no substance that can indicate that the other party is some kind of monster.

"I don't remember exactly, it seems to be in the black yard...... There was a man coming, and he was strong. I couldn't fight at all, and then I had to hide. That guy left without knowing when......"

Nan Er's soul has always been in his body, but because of the thick evil qi, he is completely controlled by anger and killing intent, and he doesn't even remember what he did.

"What kind of person, you can remember as much as you can say."

Xia Zhician glanced at Zen Master Bukong, feeling that the breakthrough in Jiangcheng's matter was likely to be on Nan Er's body, if he had really met the monster who did evil in Jiangcheng, he should be able to provide them with some important clues.

"Uh, it's very powerful, it's very powerful, and I can't beat ...... at all."

Nan Er touched his chin, but he really couldn't think of any more details, he could only repeat some similar words over and over again.

Xia Zhiciao's face gradually became solemn, and he and Jiang Qin could only barely reach a tie with Nan Er, if it weren't for the miraculous effect of the pomegranate branch left to him by Nangong No. 1, he and Jiang Qin estimated that they would not be able to subdue Nan Er at all.

The other party can actually directly beat Nan Er, who is in trouble, that strength must be extraordinary, and it is very likely that he is the black hand of the Jiangcheng incident.

"I can't remember what he looked like, but it seemed like ...... Well, it seems that there is a special smell on the body. ”

Nan Er wrinkled his face and tried to think:

"It seems to be...... Fishy smell. ”

"Fishy? Could it be a river demon, but even a river demon can't be without demonic energy......"

Xia Zhician was also very worried, he didn't care about what kind of monster the other party was, but because he had done so many things in the entire Jiangcheng, how did the other party not leave a demonic aura.

You must know that there must be traces of everything that you have walked through.

How did the other party not leave a demonic aura, unless he wasn't actually a demon......

Among the four categories of demons and monsters, demons and the like travel all have evil spirits, that is, demonic spirits. Ghosts and the like have few demonic spirits, but there are also very few people who have advanced cultivation.

The monster who can do the incident in Xiajiang City must be a powerful character, and if it is a ghost, it should also be a ghost king who has lived for at least five hundred years.

"It smells fishy, isn't it...... It's a water ghost."

"But there are few water ghosts who have cultivated for a hundred years, and if you say that the level of the ghost king is not even heard of."

Zen Master Bukong said on the side.

Water ghosts are different from other ghosts who die unjustly, they are often drowned in the water and can only stay underwater all year round. Neither can absorb Yuehua to cultivate itself, nor can it leave the bottom of the water.

But the water ghost has the ability that other ghosts don't have, and that is to take a stand-in. That is, in a special period of time, they can go out, and then use poison tricks to force others to throw themselves into a well and jump into the river to die, and they can replace the dead to reincarnate. And the person who has been taken as a stand-in can only become a new water ghost, waiting for the next unlucky egg.

Therefore, there are few water ghosts who can cultivate for a hundred years, and because the water ghosts are only drowned, they are not very resentful, and they are easy to be overtaken.

"Speaking of water, there is a blue lake in Jiangcheng and a big river outside, where is the water ghost......

……

Outside the river city, Linjiang Pavilion.

The cloth-clothed Taoist priest who cut off his own head was still casting his strange spells.

The heads of the people were high and low, causing everyone to exclaim continuously.

"I can be higher!"

As he spoke, the head flew out of the Linjiang Pavilion and broke into the white mist on the river, appearing and disappearing from time to time.

Then he flew higher and higher under the gaze of everyone, and he could no longer see the face of the human head, and could only barely see a black silhouette in the white mist, and it was getting smaller and smaller.

Only the laughter of the Taoist priest still floated on the river.

Yes!

They heard a miserable scream from the head of the Taoist priest, and everyone stared at it, but they couldn't see anything clearly because of the white mist, and they could only hear the Taoist priest's voice getting smaller and smaller.

"What's going on?"

As soon as King Le frowned, he was the first to feel that something was wrong, and motioned to the housekeeper on the side to hurry up and ask, but the latter had not even stepped off the high platform when he heard everyone's frightened shouts.

The headless Taoist priest on the Linjiang Pavilion suddenly softened, and fell to the ground with a pop.

In the past, when his head was flying, he had been standing tall without his headless body, and sometimes he stretched out his hand to indicate the direction of his head.

Now he suddenly collapsed, and the headless neck began to spurt blood violently, and the red liquid soon stained the entire floor of the platform red.

"People ...... Dead"

Before everyone had time to panic, they saw a huge black fish head sticking out of the white mist, and then opened their mouths and swallowed Linjiang Pavilion directly.

Even most of the Jianghu Warlocks by the Linjiang Pavilion disappeared into the mouth of the big fish.

Prince Le felt the hairs on his body stand up, and he sat on the high platform not far from the Linjiang Pavilion, and came face to face with the huge black fish head.

Rao is as steady as Mount Tai, King Le was so frightened that he lost his mind, until he was dragged directly from his seat by the blind man who reacted, and then ran out with his back on his back and I don't know how far.

Until you can't see the river anymore.

The blind man, who was completely exhausted, fell to the side of the road with a pop, and the Le Wang Ye on his back also fell.

"Just ......"

Prince Le looked at the direction of the river in a daze, and until now the appearance of the fish head is still deeply engraved in his mind.

"It was coming at me...... Laughing. ”