Linjiang Chenghuang Jinghao, with a dignified appearance, fair skin, long beard and chest, and a slender body, is a rare beautiful man.

Wearing a purple and gold crown on his head and wearing a city god official uniform, he is very majestic.

As the saying goes, the smell is the same.

Although Cui Chenghua is an official, his personality and temper are very good. This King Jing is not a person who puts on a score, and his temperament is very easy-going.

"Under is Zhang Ning, a native of Qidu Yang, who was entrusted by King Cui to see King Jing. Zhang Ning arched his hand.

Even though the person in front of him is a city god in a place, a great official of the Yin Division. It is not like the relationship between Zhang Ning and Cui Chenghua, but Zhang Ning is still neither humble nor arrogant, quite calm.

"I heard Cui Chenghua say that he has a nephew who is outstanding. When I saw it today, it was really similar to Zhu Yu. Have a seat. Jing Hao sat in the hall and said with a smile. Then he said: "I have a good relationship with Cui Chenghua, so I will call you Ning'er." ”

Zhang Ning thanked him and sat down, and when he heard the words, he said, "I've seen Uncle Jing." ”

"Hahaha. Jing Hao stroked his beard and smiled, very happy. Immediately, Jing Hao asked the maid to serve tea, of course, it was also the tea of the Yin Division, and the people in the yang world could not drink it.

But Jing Hao and Cui Chenghua are inextricably intertwined, knowing that Zhang Ning is talented, and even the imperial wine given by Yan Jun can be drunk calmly, and this Yin Si's tea is of course not a problem.

Zhang Ning also picked up the teacup and tasted a few sips, the taste was okay, and it should not be ordinary tea, and he felt refreshed after drinking it.

After tasting the tea, Jing Hao showed a sad face and said, "Since Ning'er is here, you know that I have lost the battle, right?"

"Yes. Zhang Ning nodded.

"That ghost thing is very powerful, that night I ordered all the Yin soldiers and ghosts, there were tens of thousands of people. There are dozens of generals. The fierce handsome soldiers conscripted the ghost thing, but not only did they not win, but they were swallowed by the ghost thing, which caused my subordinates to suffer a great loss, which was both heartache and shame for the trust of Yan Jun. ”

Jing Hao sighed.

Then Jing Hao said again: "That ghost thing is powerful, I gave it a nickname, called the Red Refining Ghost King." This time, not only you, the virtuous nephew, but also invited strange people from all over the world to hold a gathering of immortals to deal with the red refining ghost together. At present, the people have not yet arrived, and the virtuous nephew can stay in my house for a few days. ”

Zhang Ning nodded, arched his hand and said, "It's arranged by the uncle." Zhang Ning then said: "But I came with Na Xu Qian, and I arranged for him to rest on a mountain in Xiacheng County." promised him to return soon, but he was worried, and asked his uncle to send someone to inform him. ”

"Ning'er, don't worry, I will send a general to inform you. Jing Hao nodded in agreement. After that, Jing Hao arranged for a maid to wait for Zhang Ning to stay.

Wait for the Gathering of Immortals.

On the other side, Jing Hao sent a general to inform Xu Qian. Zhang Ning walked fast in the Yin Division, and the general school was faster, but he rushed to the top of the mountain in Xiacheng County in an hour to get out of the Yin Division and descend to the Yang Realm.

At this time, the night is dark, just suitable for ghosts to come out and move.

"What's going on?" In front of Xu, Chen Feng and the others were sitting and resting, and suddenly felt a cold and shivering body, opened their eyes, and suddenly saw a blue-faced fanged ghost.

Suddenly frightened hairs countdown.

"Could it be the ghost thing in the city?" Xu Qian, Chen Feng and the others subconsciously thought in their hearts, and shouted in their hearts, my life is over.

The ghosts in the city have made the city gods lose the battle, how many realm masters have died in the city, if it is really the ghost thing out of the city, how can the two of them die.

But at this time, the blue-faced fanged ghost showed an ugly smile, and asked, "Which of the two is Xu Qian?"

Something is strange, Xu Qian, Chen Feng calmed down, the two glanced at each other, Xu Qian took a step forward cautiously, arched his hand and said, "I am." ”

"King Jingjing of Linjiang City God sent me to see you, saying that the prince wants to stay in King Chenghuang Mansion for a few days, so you don't have to worry. The green-faced fanged ghost said.

"There is labor, eh, strong men have come to pass the word. Xu Qian's heart was relieved, and he hurriedly thanked. But because there was a blue-faced fanged ghost in front of him, he didn't know what to call it, so he hesitated.

"You don't have to be polite. The blue-faced fangs said, and then said, "Now that the word has arrived, I will go back to my life." ”

As he spoke, the green-faced fangs turned into a cloud of green smoke and disappeared without a trace.

Xu Qian and Chen Ding looked at each other for a long time, and they both felt like a dream.

This is not bragging.

Zhang Ning went to Yin Si to meet the Linjiang Chenghuang, was treated, and stayed in the Chenghuang Palace.

"If it's really a strange person, I have to find a way to find out where he comes from and make friends with him. Chen Feng is even more active.

On the other side, Zhang Ning, led by a maid in the Chenghuang Palace, came to a small courtyard of the palace and sat down. The environment of Yin Si is like this, although this small courtyard is magnificent, but it lacks vitality and looks extremely deserted.

The maid is twenty-eight years old, young and cute, but her temperament is quite stable. After she took Zhang Ning to the small courtyard, she led Zhang Ning into the bedroom.

Then Fu Shen said: "The slave and maid will turn into a pine and cypress." If Childe has something, call me to Songbai. ”

Zhang Ning nodded, and then the soft voice disappeared. Zhang Ning went out of the bedroom and came to the courtyard, and sure enough, he saw an extra pine and cypress in the empty courtyard.

Although Zhang Ning has been in and out of Yin Si many times, this kind of thing is the first time he has seen it, and he is quite strange in his heart. But he soon calmed down and returned to the bedroom bed to sit cross-legged and recuperate.

However, Zhang Ning soon heard a movement.

"Hey, the people who live in there. This palace is really cold, come out and talk to me. A flowing voice rang out.

"Tianya Gongzi, although you are also a distinguished guest of King Jing, it seems a little inappropriate to disturb another distinguished guest so recklessly. A soft voice sounded, and the tone was quite helpless.

"What kind of son of the end of the world, just call me the prodigal son of the end of the world. The voice sounded again, and he asked loudly: "Hey you out, shall we have a drink and chat?"

Although it was only a few short sentences, Zhang Ning already knew a rough idea. The person who came should be called the prodigal son of the end of the world, and his absolute real name is it.

Secondly, the prodigal son of Tianya is also Jing Hao's guest, a person who participates in the Gathering Immortals.

Again, this man is somewhat self-acquainted.

Zhang Ning has a quiet personality, and he has some headaches in the face of such a person. However, he knew that if such a person did not pay attention to him, he would probably become even worse.

That's a never-ending day.

Zhang Ning shook his head and got off the bed, opened the door of the bedroom and came to the courtyard, where he saw a young man who was stopped outside the courtyard by a soft voice.

This young man is dressed in white, and he paints a white paper fan with ink on hand. The face is handsome, but the temperament is quite frivolous, not like a stable person.

"It's finally out. The young man's eyes lit up when he saw Zhang Ning, and he gave Qingyin a smug look, and then recklessly broke in, and said to Zhang Ning: "The prodigal son in the next world is the one invited by King Jing to participate in the Gathering Immortals. Because of his active nature, he couldn't sit still, and when he heard that there were also guests in the courtyard next door, he couldn't help but chatter. ”