At this time, there were already three people sitting at the round table, Zhuge Chen, who was dressed in white and shengxue, was playing with the teacup shaped like a flying phoenix while waiting for the city god to speak, and the extremely beautiful woman in the palace skirt wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and smiled.

Zhuge Chen, who was not serious, put his face next to the woman in the palace skirt, and said in a begging tone: "It's still so good-looking, it's okay to smile more, how can a man still look at you with a face." ”

The woman put away her smile and said with a straight face: "I don't bother you about my business, you still have to spend some time on yourself, good-looking skins can't be exchanged for true feelings." ”

Seeing that a man and a woman were about to quarrel, the old man hurriedly came out to act as a peacemaker: "Don't be quick to speak at such a critical juncture, let's listen to me first." But before that, I have to ask for the name of the childe, and it will be more convenient to call it then. ”

"Just call me Zhuge , but I'll say it first, I don't dare to say that I will be able to break the game. If I do get into trouble, I'm sure I'll protect myself."

Master Chenghuang smiled bitterly and continued: "What Zhuge Gongzi said is reasonable, and we are not good at making it difficult for others. ”

The city god lord, whose golden body was getting darker and darker, paused, looked directly into Zhuge Chen's eyes, and said in a solemn tone: "I wonder if the son has ever seen two ghost cultivators, a man and a woman?"

Zhuge Chen nodded and said, "Yes, but I don't think they are the main problem." ”

"Childe guessed right, with the methods of those two people, at best, they are doing some obscene things, how can they cause harm to my golden body. The old man lit the table and whispered: "The real problem is that the corpse of a ghost cultivator who draws water in a bamboo basket is a demon who turned into a ghost with resentment before his death, and if it is not handled well, it is very likely to cause a big disaster." ”

After hearing this, Zhuge Chen was distracted for a while, and whispered softly in his mouth: "Bamboo basket...... Fetching water, you are kidding, how can we deal with the realm of destiny? I don't play this crazy game with you, it's just looking for death!"

The woman in the palace skirt, who listened to the half-understanding, looked at Zhuge Chen, who was clenching her fist beside her, and did not speak. After all, she is not a cultivator, and she only knows a little about the division of realms. She was not interested in these things, and she only knew about the Three Mirrors of Heaven, Earth and Man and the Grandmaster and the Junior Grandmaster on them, and she didn't know that she could really be regarded as an immortal in the Five Realms of the Right Path in cultivation.

In fact, the cultivators of the ordinary mountain gate also knew the first three realms, and they only had fascination for the next two realms, and only a heavenly family like Zhuge Chen was qualified to come into contact with such a secret thing.

And the bamboo basket in the mouths of the two people is an immortal tribulation between the Mandate of Heaven and the True Dao, and it is also a big hurdle that has cut off the cultivation path of nearly eighty percent of the Mandate of Heaven immortals.

The bamboo basket fetches water, and you can hear the danger just by listening to the name. If you are not careful, it is not only water that seeps out of the bamboo basket, but also the life of the practitioner. The cultivators who successfully passed this immortal tribulation not only became powerhouses in the realm of the Pure Dao, but most of them were also able to harvest magical techniques in the "bamboo baskets" used to draw water. As for those cultivators who have not survived the calamity, there is not only one way to die, basically they all have one month to live, and if they find any way in this month, they may not be able to make bamboo baskets again.

......

The old man of Chenghuang could no longer hide his surprise, and hurriedly asked Zhuge Chen: "You actually know that the bamboo basket fetches water? It's incredible...... No, your identity will never be so simple, which ancient family are you a descendant of?"

Hearing this, Zhuge Chen waved his hand, got up and smoothed the folds on his robe and came to a wooden window. He pushed open the wooden window and looked at the sky, and said, "Don't speculate, Lord Chenghuang, my identity is not what you think, and I'm sure you can't guess it." Let's talk more about the evil ghost turned from resentment, after all, your time is running out. ”

The City God Lord, who also came to Zhuge Chen's side, glanced at his own faint golden light, took out a framed picture scroll from his coat, handed it to Zhuge Chen's hand, and instructed: "This picture scroll was given by the four major academies when I was named the City God of this city, so that the holder of the picture scroll can temporarily obtain the cultivation of the Heavenly Mandate Realm. The evil ghost turned into resentment is terrible, but after all, it is not a real bamboo basket to draw water, and I think the son of the Heavenly Destiny realm still has the strength to fight. As Childe thought, my time is really running out, and I want to save the little spirit I have left until the end to help Childe deal with those two male and female ghost cultivators, and Liu Muxue and I are here to beg Childe to come to the rescue. ”

As he spoke, he pulled the extremely beautiful woman whose real name was Liu Muxue and knelt down, although Zhuge was informal, but where could he withstand such etiquette, and hurriedly pulled up the two people in front of him.

The increasingly powerless Lord Chenghuang finally glanced at the white-clothed young man with a smile, and said softly: "Just ask Zhuge Gongzi." I'm really tired, let me sleep for a while, remember to call me, Mu Xue. ”

After speaking, the old man waved his hand at the two of them, and changed from a burly man to a thin old man, and gradually disappeared into the world.

Liu Muxue, who had been smiling all the time, couldn't hold back anymore, lying on the ground and crying, as helpless as a child who had been robbed of candy. Zhuge Chen didn't speak coldly this time, but sat next to Liu Muxue, took out a bamboo flute and put it to his mouth and blew it.

There was a man and a woman in the room, one sobbing softly, the other playing an unknown but gentle tune.

When Zhuge Chen put down the bamboo flute, Liu Muxue also wiped away her tears, this cold-faced and cold-hearted strong woman deliberately did not give Zhuge Chen a chance to ask, and took the lead in saying with reddened eyes: "Your song is very good, where is the song?"

"I don't know, and I'm afraid the person who taught me this piece doesn't know. Zhuge Chen's face showed sadness, but his tone was not particularly sad, "I used to always want to ask him the name of the song next time, but I was always delayed by such and such things." It's good now, there is no next time, he has already become a handful of loess. But it's okay, it's strange that people like him don't die, and having me in mind is enough to make him smile Jiuquan. What about you, who are you, Lord Chenghuang, who deserves your sorrow. ”

Liu Muxue, who was extremely beautiful, glanced at the dissipated position of the City God Master, and forced herself to turn her head immediately, afraid that the mood that she had finally adjusted would collapse again.

Zhuge Chen, who saw it in his eyes, couldn't help but sigh: "As for it, in your eyes, the common people in the world are so important that they can make you so ruthless that you can't even look at your deceased elders? Wouldn't it be better to wait until that time to kill the evil ghost who killed the Lord of the City God, why bother risking your life in this impossible war. Of course, I'm just making an analogy, I can still do what needs to be done, and I think it's for that picture. ”

Liu Muxue tidied up the long hair that was scattered over her shoulders, tied it into a ponytail and hung down, and then bit her silver teeth and said something that Zhuge Chen seemed to understand: "I understand what you mean, as long as you are willing to break the game in person, the reward will definitely satisfy you." ”

Zhuge Chen, who was confused by the second monk, glanced at the scroll in his hand, raised his head and said, "I'll try, but before that, shouldn't you tell me everything you know?"

Liu Muxue stretched out her hand and shook a piece of paper and said, "You go to the deepest mansion in the courtyard of this Tieying Dart Bureau first, and then I will look for you after I finish my business." ”

After the resolute Liu Muxue finished speaking, he pushed the door out, and when Zhuge Chen chased him out, the other party had already walked away, and even his back disappeared.

Zhuge Chen had no choice but to shake his head helplessly, and went to the second uncle and Wang Ruojia according to the original route, and casually made up an excuse that he would not go back to live these days, and then let them go to the Tieying Dart Bureau marked on the paper after returning to the border palace first.

By the time he finally found it, it was already dark, and Zhuge Chen could be regarded as a person who had seen the world, but the bright lights of the dart game still gave him a lot of shock. However, it should be because there is no business recently, and there are only three or two female maids walking on the path in a huge dart game, and Zhuge Chen, who is holding the piece of paper given by Liu Muxue, came to the deepest small mansion unimpeded.

Although Tie Ying Dart Bureau looks magnificent, this house is really not very good, there is only a chair and a bed in it, and Zhuge Chen also keenly smells a trace of rouge.

Could it be that this is Liu Muxue's boudoir? No wonder the maid I met before looked at her so strangely, and she regarded herself as Liu Muxue's future husband.

Zhuge Chen, who looked strange, sat on the chair in a state of confusion, just hoping that things were not what he thought, so he almost recited the heart mantra in his heart to stabilize his heart.

Just when Zhuge Chen was sitting on pins and needles, the wooden door he was facing was pushed open with a creak. Zhuge Chen looked at the white lotus arm that came into view, quietly swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and hurriedly recited the heart mantra silently.

The lights in the room are dim, so they must have been arranged in advance. Zhuge Chen, who was originally quite graceful scene, didn't dare to look at it, forcing himself to close his eyes, and could only smell the tempting fragrance lingering on the wings of his nose.

Liu Muxue, who was wearing a milky white palace skirt and was specially dressed, came in and sat on the edge of the bed, and said to Zhuge Chen, who looked like a decent man and a gentleman: "If you don't open your eyes and look at me, now that I am a sheep, you don't have to do this, anyway, I will be yours tonight." ”

Zhuge Chen opened his eyes and looked at Liu Muxue, who was dressed in revealing clothes, and didn't dare to stop the heart-clearing mantra that he had been reciting silently in the heart lake, and said: "The girl will probably be wrong, although I, Zhuge Chen, am not a bad person, but I also have my own principles for dealing with the world. I also hope that the girl will change into clothes that can make me look comfortable and come back, the current atmosphere is really not suitable for talking about things. ”

Hearing this, Liu Muxue not only did not restrain himself in the slightest, but instead came to Zhuge Chen's side and sneered: "Isn't it too late now, didn't the long paragraph you said to me in the teahouse at that time mean to make me dedicate myself? I'm afraid you didn't expect me to be so decisive, you can rest assured, the two of us are a one-night deal, and I won't pester you in the future." ”

Zhuge Chen, who finally understood the cause and effect, said solemnly: "Liu Muxue, you really think too much, I just gave you a suggestion, I really don't mean to ask for your body." So, since you don't go, then I'll go. ”

After speaking, he left from the chair, deliberately not looking at Liu Muxue, who was dressed in a fatal temptation to men, and strode away to push the door away.

Liu Muxue, who was standing next to the chair, looked at the back of the young man in white who fled into the wilderness and said to herself: "What, after all, I am still a child, why do I have to pretend to be a veteran of flowers." ”

Liu Muxue, who had planned from the heart, opened his mouth and stopped Zhuge Chen, and the young man who had already crossed the threshold subconsciously turned around and hugged Liu Muxue, who was rushing up, in his arms.

The next moment, Zhuge Chen, who felt that Liu Muxue was holding his waist hard, remained motionless in that stiff state, and it took a long time before he said a sentence: "The girl still wants to let go, otherwise you will really be in the mouth of a wolf later." ”

Who knew that Liu Muxue hugged Zhuge Chen even harder, and there was a little frivolity between her words: "Then you come, I can't ask for it." ”