Chapter Thirty-Seven: A Gathering of Luo Jing [Seeking Reading, Asking for Recommendations, Asking for Monthly Tickets]
The morning sun rises.
Under the plaque of [Nine Thousand Years Old], the blind man listened to the wind, and only heard a terrifying wind of qi.
The youkai was entrenched in the mansion behind the door.
The blind man was about to sneak in, but he heard a familiar bell.
He looked back in surprise.
The bell slapped the blind man on the left cheek, and then she rubbed the blind man's face in distress, pulled the blind man's hand and wrote.
"Do you think it's right to send me back?! I'm going to have to watch you go, you stinky wood. ”
The blind man was speechless, and could only squeeze out one sentence: "Find the inn first." ”
"Hmm." The bell hummed softly and led the blind man away.
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After the nine-thousand-year-old mansion, the feminine man with white hair and white eyebrows held the teacup for a long time and did not drink it, but turned his neck sideways, as if he saw the blind man and the bell through the courtyard wall of the door and window, and "watched" the two leave.
Putting down the teacup, the head of the green robe picked up the side snack and threw it into his mouth, chewed it carefully, and swallowed it with the vigorous saliva.
"What two indescribable scents." The Grand Duke's voice was soft and elegant, and he lost his mind for a moment, then got up and left his seat.
"We've never smelled anything like this."
After speaking, twist the candlestick on the table,
The screen behind him opened, and the wall door was half-turned, revealing a secret passage.
From the secret passage came a gust of fishy wind.
"But it's so fragrant, it has to be a meal, let's eat something else to cushion my stomach first."
Wu Zhongxian muttered to himself and walked into the secret passage.
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The blind man noticed something strange in his brain and turned his head to face the Nine Thousand Years Old Mansion behind him.
Just now, something was wrong.
Subsequently, the image in the brain and the listening wind converged, and a different phase slowly unfolded on the nine-thousand-year-old mansion like a picture scroll, covering it.
The blood rain was dripping, the bloody wind was gusting, the corpse mountain was piled up, and the sea of blood was scattered.
A beautiful boy pushed open the door, holding a bamboo broom and about to sprinkle it.
But behind that door,
The sea of blood is cathartic and rushing.
The streets turned into pools of blood, and they continued to rise.
The blind man reacted and held the staff and knife.
But in the blink of an eye, the illusion retreated.
[Reiki Revival?! : Experience the Aura Revival Event (2/1)
Comment (1): This is the scene of the combination of the grievances of the dead souls in the house and Wu Zhongxian.
Comment (2): Most of the fathers-in-law in the martial arts world are strong, and this is nothing more than that. 】
The blind man faced the bell: "After you find a good inn, don't move around, wait for me to come back in the guest room." ”
The bell wrote in the palm of the blind man's hand, "What are you going to do?" ”
"Go kill something bad." The blind man explained.
If he doesn't add points, he is uneasy,
Besides, there are still some monsters in this city that have not been killed by him.
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In the dormitory of the Luojing Imperial City, when today's son Qi Kangming was already in shape, he looked like a fluttering immortal, he was lying on the bed, smoking hibiscus ointment, obviously looking like a big smoker.
Another crane-haired boy was dressed in a yellow robe, standing with his hands in his hands, and looked at the Son of Heaven in front of him with hatred: "Why did I make you such a waste as a prince?" ”
The Son of Heaven was still distracted, immersed in the stimulation of the senses.
The boy is the emperor Qi Zhongming, who faked his death, and I don't know what kind of martial arts he has practiced to be able to rejuvenate, but obviously this martial art must have transcendence.
On the side, he clicked on the cigarette holder, and Xiao Lei put his hands in his sleeve robe, uncomfortable.
"Eldest nephew, don't be so restrained, my uncle and my father, that is, your grandfather and grandfather and your grandfather Qi are lifelong friendships, he treats you and me as juniors, you can just treat him as your own family when you enter his house." Yan Chasing Soul played with a piece of eye ointment in his hand, smelled and tasted it, and then spit it out.
"Uncle, this is the palace, do you think I can be my home?" Xiao Lei glanced at Yan Chasing Soul.
"This thing is very harmful, and it often inhales the weak body and hurts the body." Yan chased the soul and ignored Xiao Lei.
"Big nephew, of course I know that this thing is harmful, damn it, I just retreated, why did this kind of hanging happen?" Qi Zhongming's expression was a lot kinder when he faced Yan Chasing Soul, but he also spat a little fragrant, and then looked at Xiao Lei, Qi Zhongming pointed at Xiao Lei, "Why don't you sit in this position." ”
"Me?" Xiao Lei pointed to his nose, obviously stunned.
"Whoever is the emperor is the same, the key is who can make the country more peaceful and the country rich and strong." Qi Zhongming said, and then looked at his son, and sighed deeply, "Xiao Yan, the old rule, let's arrange a fake death for him." ”
"Gotcha." The ghost doctor put Ah Hibiscus ointment into the medicine box, took out the needle bag, walked to Qi Kangming's side, took the needle and pricked it, and then collected the needle.
Qi Zhongming looked at his son on the bed, twitched his mouth twice, and then looked at Xiao Lei.
"Grandpa Qi, don't say goodbye." Xiao Lei's generation is very fast.
"Nonsense, I'm talking about angry words, how come you kid can't understand the truth like your grandfather?" Qi Zhongming shook his head helplessly.
"So what do you think I'm doing?" Xiao Lei asked.
"I want you to kill Wu Zhongxian, he wants to sell Hibiscus paste the most, kill him first, kill the chickens and make an example, and then I will set up my grandson and teach him to beat the others he wants to sell, and then slowly figure it out." Qi Zhongming shook his head, quite nostalgic, but also restrained, "You kid has a different mind than your grandfather, and he is not so smart." ”
He restrained, but it was half there.
"Oh, kill Wu Zhongxian, this can be there, then Grandpa Qi, I'll go now." Xiao Lei nodded, indicating that he understood, and was going out now.
"Hey, hey, what's the hurry, you go with your uncle, I'm afraid you won't be able to beat him." Qi Zhongming stopped Xiao Lei.
"Huh? Can I beat him? What did he practice? Xiao Lei didn't believe it.
"The eunuch Mahe created "Pity Flower Treasure" and "Tiangang Boy Defeats the Heavenly King", one yin and one yang are practiced together, and the martial arts have entered the realm to the point that the spirit has been derived from the gong." Qi Zhongming snorted coldly, "You and your uncle go, you can still run if you can't do anything, and when the time comes, I'll take action personally." ”
"Then why don't you go yourself?" Xiao Lei asked directly.
"He has to teach his grandson." The words chased the soul bluntly, and then pulled Xiao Lei out of the door.
Qi Zhongming looked at his son who faked death on the bed and gave two more slaps.
But he was also full of self-blame, muttering: "How cute you were when you were a child, how did you grow up to be like this?" ”
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Here, Xiao Lei and Yan chased the soul out of the imperial city and went straight to the nine-thousand-year-old mansion.
Xiao Lei muttered: "I came here from Shixiang City non-stop, and I don't know if the blind brother will leave if he can't find us, and I haven't invited him to a big dinner yet." ”
Yan Chasing Soul smiled: "Don't worry, he may be in Luojing now, I can see what that kid is hiding in his heart, he definitely wants to kill Wu Zhongxian to avenge Yang Yunhu." ”
"It's worthy of you, uncle, as the saying goes, people are old spirits and old spirits, and you are worthy of being an old ghost who hasn't died until now." Xiao Lei suddenly realized.
"When I die, I'm going to go underground and sue you."
The two of them were sweeping on the roof of the eaves with light skills, and then they saw two figures.
One is a blind man drawing a knife to chase down a monster that looks like a cricket,
The other is a humanoid cricket chased by a blind man.
The blind man didn't care at all about how much of an impact he would have in the city.
Xiao Lei just wanted to use the flying thunder in his sleeve,
The blind man had already caught up with the cricket, and he slashed it directly with the burning flame knife.
As soon as I landed, I happened to meet a man who was drinking wine.
"? Why are you again? The crippled fist looked at the blind man, and then at the cricket demon that the blind man had chopped, and scolded again.
"Damn, why does Luo Jing have this kind of monster too?"
Then Xiao Lei landed: "Brother blind, I haven't seen you for a long time." ”
"? Why are you here with a knife in your sleeve? "The quality of the remnant fist is three in a row.
By the time Yan Chasing Soul landed, the Remnant Fist didn't want to speak, but he still couldn't help but look at the cricket demon.
"All three of you, you killed this thing?" He asked the three of them, and then asked, "How much is it?" ”
Yan Chasing Soul rolled his eyes: "One hundred taels, snowflake silver." ”
"Take me one." The remnant fist looked indispensable.
The blind man cooperated with the words to chase the soul: "The money is for you, how about the demon I make up for it in the end to ensure that I die?" ”
"Deal." The Remnant Fist replied briskly.
However, the remnant fist didn't know that the three of them were going to kill, and it was Wu Zhongxian in the end.