After the battle, Zhuge Chen, who was a little tired, returned to the trail with the faint light and set foot on the way back.

But who knew that the overwhelming darkness struck again and covered Zhuge Chen, and the blood and water scattered on the ground gradually condensed, turning into a figure and appearing behind Zhuge Chen.

Zhuge Chen, who silently put down the lantern and umbrella, shook his wrist, and said with a lot of anger: "It's really ghostly!"

After speaking, he drew his sword and turned around and stepped step by step, a trace of doubt flashed between the eyebrows of the reunited ghost, reached out to catch the sword, and then punched Zhuge Chen's chest and knocked him away.

Zhuge Chen swirled in the air a few times and landed steadily, and said softly. As soon as he finished speaking, the ghost's hands suddenly exploded, and the huge impact knocked it to the ground.

However, this did not cause much damage to the ghost, it was just a breath of effort, and it re-condensed the scattered blood and appeared in Zhuge Chen's sight.

The ghost figure that was no longer huge but still hideous showed an extremely humane sneer, and opened its mouth to make an extremely harsh sound and pounced on Zhuge Chen. Fortunately, after its body was reduced, its speed was still not fast, and although it was not as easy to hide as before, it could not hurt Zhuge Chen in the end.

The patience of the young man in white was gradually worn out, and he cursed the trouble and no longer dodged like this, but instead met it with his sword, slashing at the ghost's claws.

Through the sword blade, one person and one ghost looked at each other, and they all saw the killing intent in each other's eyes. Zhuge Chen has always paid attention to cutting grass and eradicating roots, and the ghost shadow is completely out of his own killing instinct. Now, Zhuge Chen also admired the green skin that used this soul banner array, and he wanted to get rid of it even more quickly.

This blow did not distinguish between the ghost shadow and the white-clothed boy, and the two of them each stepped back five feet away, accumulating their own momentum, ready to win or lose with one move.

said that it was too late, then quickly, Zhuge Chen moved first with his sword, and when the ghost reacted, the rubber pillar sword had already come to its body, and it couldn't even raise its head under the pressure of the two peaks. The ghost shadow who had opened his wisdom and suffered a loss knew the power of this sword, and subconsciously dodged sideways, but how could Zhuge Chen, who had expected it earlier, not arrange a back hand?

The white-clothed young man has a sword in his right hand and a sheath in his left hand, and the sword has been pressing the ghost, and the sheath has been piercing the ghost's body.

Then Zhuge Chen roared and exerted his strength, forcibly twisting the ghost's body, completely exposing its heart to the blade of the rubber pillar sword.

Flutter!

In the silent spring night, the rubber pillar sword finally pierced the ghost's chest, and the two peaks merged into the ghost's body again. It's just that this time it wasn't so lucky, and even the blood water sprayed was evaporated by the residual pressure on the sword, and completely disappeared into the world.

Zhuge Chen, who repeatedly confirmed that the ghost was dead, wiped the sweat from his forehead, put his sword into the sheath, and returned to the house with a lantern and an umbrella humming a song.

......

Qingpi, who followed Ziyi to the City God Temple, was sitting on a futon gracefully, but suddenly spurted out a mouthful of black blood, hugged his chest and fell to the ground.

Ziyi, who had been meditating on the side, hurriedly opened his eyes and ran over to pick up Qingpi, who had fallen to the ground, and asked with concern, "What's the matter, is it Chenghuang's dying counterattack?"

The pale green skin wiped the blood on his cuffs and waved his hand and said, "Chenghuang, who is still too busy to take care of himself, naturally can't control what we have done secretly, but the young man in white before really gave me a great surprise, and he was able to completely destroy the soul banner that I had worked so hard to refine." When we are ready, we must kill this boy and never suffer from it. ”

Ziyi's eyes showed a solemnity, he reached out to hold Qingpi's face, and continued to go back to meditate with a firm hum.

After a long time, when the sun was about to rise, the green skin that finally breathed glanced at the charming woman who was still meditating next to him without a trace, and said to himself: "The reason why we unsightly mountain and wild ghost cultivators can live for so long is because we are very fierce to others and ourselves, I don't believe that you have no murderous intentions towards me." The praying mantis catches the cicada and the yellow finch is behind, and it depends on which of the two of us is the yellow finch that can live longer. ”

After speaking, he took out a piece of yellow rune paper with strange words written on it, and after reciting something silently, he slapped it on the statue of the city god in front of him. The originally golden city god seemed to be infected by it, and it dimmed in an instant, and even a few cracks appeared on Jin's body.

After doing everything, Qingpi brushed the dust on the ground with his hand, put it under his nose, sniffed it, and then pointed to the statue of the city god and said: "It's the smell of despair, what about a city god? This is the end of your refusal to negotiate terms with me!"

"Die!"

Qingpi punched the statue of the city god, shattering it and scattering it in all corners of the temple.

......

When Zhuge Chen woke up the next day, it was already afternoon, but after sleeping for so long, he still couldn't stop yawning.

If it weren't for Wang Ruojia pulling him to eat the lunch he cooked, Zhuge Chen, who was tired and tired, couldn't wait to fall on the bed immediately and continue to sleep. He really couldn't screw the little girl, so he could only compromise in the end, and reluctantly came to the dinner table and sat down next to the second uncle, picked up a piece of beef that looked good, put it in his mouth and chewed it slowly.

The little girl was the only one at the dinner table who was full of energy, and the two who were drunk last night were still a little delirious, and they couldn't lift their spirits to eat well.

The little girl, who felt that this was not a problem, lightly tapped the table with her chopsticks, and said mysteriously: "Guess what, I heard a strange voice last night when you all went to sleep, or I wouldn't have been making a bunk in your house." ”

Zhuge Chen, who had picked up two mouthfuls of rice, just wanted to get up and get off the table, and after hearing this, he turned to Wang Ruojia and said, "It's okay, I've solved the sound problem." It's just that I have a hunch that this thing won't be that simple. ”

Saying that, he told him about the events of last night, and finally said: "I always feel that the ghost cultivator will still come to me again, don't look at him as a ghost cultivator who everyone shouts and beats, his heart is very arrogant." ”

The second uncle glanced at Zhuge Chen and then at Wang Ruojia, and said firmly: "Ghost cultivation is ghost cultivation, no matter how arrogant your heart is, you can't become a climate." Then he put down the dishes, left the table, walked out of the door, and took the little girl out for a walk.

Zhuge Chen, who was still on the table, took out a few chess pieces and placed them on the table in turn, and said to himself: "I knew that I would have learned the art of deduction with a little bit of effort before, otherwise I wouldn't be as helpless as I am now." ”

Zhuge Chen, who was holding a few chess pieces, threw them several times, suddenly stood up, and said in a trembling voice: "Great evil omen!"

After saying this, he hurriedly pushed the door and walked out, found the two people who were walking, informed them one by one, and proposed to leave here quickly and rush back to the palace.

Who would have thought that the two of them gently pushed Zhuge Chen away, and said indifferently: "The omen of great evil? impossible, who dares to make trouble on the border guarded by the Wang family." ”

Zhuge Chen looked at the leisurely backs of the two leaving, suppressed the anger surging in his heart, shook his head helplessly, threw away the chess pieces used to deduce in his hand, turned around and went back to the house, lay on the bed, closed his eyes and meditated. Originally, he wanted to deduce a few more times to calculate a clearer omen, but after a while, he collapsed on the bed and fell asleep, if it weren't for Wang Ruojia, who came back with him, suddenly had the idea of visiting the market, the sleepy boy didn't know when he would be able to get up.

For this little girl who made him helpless, Zhuge Chen had to dispel the idea of sleeping. Then he drove her out of the house, changed into a set of white clothes and put them on, and rode the horse that he had snatched from Murong's disciple and followed the little girl and the second uncle slowly.

The city's bazaar is the largest of the nearby cities, and it sells a wide variety of things, not all of which are available, but it is enough to meet the needs of the people.

But the most eye-catching thing about the bazaar, and the most unusual one, is that if you have a unique eye, you can even find a magic weapon that even a monk can only dream of. Of course, this probability is extremely low, and it depends on whether the buyer can discern the pearl.

Wang Ruojiazha, who has always liked to be lively, seems to be like a fish in water in this kind of noisy city, but fortunately, Zhuge Chen has been staying inch, and the second uncle can find some fun by himself. It's just that he took pity on the young man in white, so he could only follow behind Wang Ruojia, for fear that this little princess of the Wang family would cause some trouble.

Zhuge Chen, who was beside Wang Ruojia, listened to the little girl's words with a match, and was wary of the brainless Ye Xiu around him who wanted to see money. It doesn't matter to them, if they really dare to come up and take it by force, Zhuge Chen has too many ways to make them regret it. But after all, now that she is surrounded by a little girl who is not sophisticated, it is better not to release many bloody means. Therefore, he simply let out his breath and scared off those wild cultivators who didn't know that he had picked up a life.

The monks of the Tianlei realm can be honored as a grandmaster in the world, and Zhuge Chen's ability to kill the great demon of good luck is naturally a deterrent, so that those wild cultivators disperse one after another, leaving only some who are not afraid of death still squatting in place.

The young man secretly said trouble, said to Wang Ruojia beside him, waited a while, took three steps back, and found those Ye Xiu who refused to leave one by one, and personally told them how lucky they were to leave before.

Originally, the wild cultivators still wanted to join forces to kill Zhuge Chen, but after Zhuge Chen slashed out a majestic sword qi, these villains who were unprofitable and couldn't afford to be early immediately dispersed, desperately trying to avoid that sword qi.

Zhuge Chen, who had achieved his goal, did not rush to kill all this time, stretched out his hand to withdraw his sword qi, brushed his sleeves and returned to Wang Ruojia's side.

The little girl symbolically asked Zhuge Chen's whereabouts, and the young man in white only smiled silently. On the other hand, the little girl didn't care, and continued to indulge in the joy of shopping, pulling Zhuge Chen's sleeves and running among the vendors, and after a while, she bought a lot of flashy gadgets.

Zhuge Chen wanted to kindly remind him, but the little girl who didn't listen to people's persuasion said conclusively: "I know that these things are useless, but I am happy to buy them if I can't buy them." Zhuge Chen, who was speechless, could only slander that your money was burned, and then picked up the big bag and small bag that the little girl bought, and followed her.

After Wang Ruojia finally had his fun, the market was about to disperse, and they finally found the second uncle in the gradually sparse crowd.

At this time, the second uncle was shaking a paper fan in his left hand and a small teapot made of purple sand in his right hand, looking unhappy. Zhuge Chen, who had been working hard for a long time, was naturally unbalanced, and he almost slashed with a sword.

The second uncle, who had just reacted, hurriedly made amends, said a lot of sorry words, and led the two to a teahouse called Juxian Pavilion to eat tea to calm Zhuge Chen's anger.

The second uncle, who looked like a frequent visitor to this teahouse, waved his hand, and the second uncle on the side hurriedly brought a pot of tea and three small cups, and then pulled the screen and retreated.

The three of them sat in the private room on the second floor of Juxian Pavilion and drank tea and listened to music, especially the second uncle, whose face was full of spring breeze, as if he had seen an old friend who had been thinking about it for a long time.

Wang Ruojia, who couldn't taste the taste of tea and couldn't hear the rhyme, gradually lost her patience, but looking at the comfortable appearance of the remaining two, she could only give up the idea of leaving. Feeling bored, she stared at the second uncle's face and showed a wicked smile, and whispered in Zhuge Chen's ear: "Do you say that the second uncle has a second spring, otherwise he wouldn't be able to show such an expression." ”

Zhuge Chen, who knew the past of the second uncle and another woman, glanced at Wang Ruojia and replied firmly: "No, the second uncle is not that kind of person." ”

The unwilling little girl grabbed Zhuge Chen's words and said, "Do you know anything, otherwise how can you be so sure." ”

Zhuge Chen hurriedly waved his hand to end Wang Ruojia's nonsense, and then didn't speak, the little girl who had no one to talk to could only fiddle with the objects that she bought back, and after a while, she played with them, and no one paid attention to them.

Zhuge Chen, who was lying down on a Taishi chair, was bored, so he simply picked up the folding fan that his second uncle put on the table and wandered around the teahouse. I have to say that his appearance is really good, attracting several girls in the prime of cardamom to come forward to talk, and a few bold ones also sneaked a touch of Zhuge Chen's hand, and looked at the white-clothed young man around him with an alluring smile with a seductive arc hooked at the corners of his mouth.

Zhuge Chen, who can also be regarded as a half-flower veteran, narrowed his almond eyes and looked back with a smile, causing the women around him to hug their chests and tremble.

"Is this the kind of person the City God is looking for? Around the corner, a woman in a beige palace skirt said disdainfully to Zhuge Chen.

Zhuge Chen stepped forward and stared at the good-looking woman leaning against the wall and said slowly: "The girl and I should have met for the first time, why do you talk so sparingly." ”

The woman in the palace skirt sneered and pushed Zhuge Chen away and walked around the corner, leaving a sentence: "Lord Chenghuang said that you are also one of the people who have insight into the catastrophe, and you are the one who breaks the game, but I really don't look like it." ”

Zhuge Chen looked at the back of the woman leaving in surprise, secretly said a little interesting, and stepped forward to follow.

Zhuge Chen, who couldn't see the woman's true purpose, asked: "What are you talking about breaking the game, can you tell me first, at least let me be a little prepared." ”

The woman who was indeed extremely brilliant squinted at Zhuge Chen, still with a cold face, "I'm sorry, I don't know the specific matters." If you are really the person that the Lord Chenghuang is looking for, you will naturally know everything. ”

Zhuge Chen, who had nothing to do with this cold-faced woman, had to give up, at most he hoped in his heart that she didn't care about her life, otherwise the young man in white with a thin and cold temperament wouldn't mind destroying flowers with spicy hands. By the way, tell them another truth, people still have to keep their eyes open and do things in order to live a long time.

The woman didn't hold back when she saw Zhuge Chen's deflated appearance, and laughed, "Although I don't think you are the one who can break the game, I still wish you a pleasant conversation with Lord Chenghuang." By the way, I'll tell you that there is a big problem with Master Chenghuang, and his temper has been a little bad recently, so you should follow his words. ”

As she spoke, the woman opened the wooden door at the end of the door, and stretched out her hand to signal the young man in white to come in.

Zhuge Chen replied with a fairly bright smile to the woman's kind reminder, and said: "That's not easy to do, I have always done things according to my own wishes, and it is really a thing that cannot be done by following the wishes of others." ”

After saying that, he entered the house, leaving only the woman dumbfounded by the wooden door, and it took a long time to open her mouth and scold.

Zhuge Chen, who entered the room, looked around and found a burly man with a faint golden light sitting cross-legged at a small round table drinking steaming tea.

After the burly man saw Zhuge Chen, his originally godless eyes suddenly radiated brilliance, and he hurriedly stretched out his hand to signal Zhuge Chen to sit beside him, and poured a cup of tea quite thoughtfully.

Out of courtesy, Zhuge Chen stretched out his hand to take the hot cup and put it in front of him, and said straight to the point: "Master Chenghuang, the person you are looking for should not be me." To be honest, I've never been willing to do such a thankless task as breaking the game. ”

The burly man probably didn't expect the other party to refuse so abruptly, he couldn't come up with an idea for a while, he pinched his eyebrows, tried his best to calm his mood and said: "Shouldn't a young man like Gongzi take the common people in the world as his own responsibility? Now the entire city, and even the surrounding cities are in a great crisis, and after my tens of thousands of deductions, only you are the only one who breaks the situation has surfaced, I am here to implore Gongzi that you must help, otherwise it will be the end of life!"

"That's right. Who knew that Zhuge Chen still had an indifferent expression, but his tone was slightly heavier, "But after all, this has little to do with me, Master Chenghuang, you can be regarded as half a cultivator, so you naturally know that my generation does not want to be involved in mundane things." It is no exaggeration to say that this is called a reluctant invitation, and you can do it yourself if you want to do it. ”

Zhuge Chen, who didn't even drink a sip of tea in his mouth after sitting down, didn't want to continue to entangle, and was about to leave, but he didn't think that the burly man got up one step ahead of him and stretched out his hand to stop him and said: "Why are you so indifferent, Buddhism says that saving people's lives is better than building a seventh-level floating slaughter, not to mention that there are tens of thousands of lives in your hands right now! You can really be hard-hearted and turn a blind eye to all living beings in this world?"

Hearing this, Zhuge Chen sneered and said, "Oh, since Master Chenghuang has such understanding, why don't you do it yourself, why did you come to us to find such an unbearable boy in your eyes." ”

The burly man, who was already short-tempered and now had no time to take care of himself, was even more irritable, pulled Zhuge Chen's collar and raised his fist to hit Zhuge Chen's face. Fortunately, the woman in the palace skirt who had been waiting outside heard the quarrel inside and pushed the door in to organize it in time, otherwise it would be an inevitable battle.

The woman in the palace skirt walked in front of Zhuge Chen and whispered softly after calming the burly man who was angry: "It's not that the city god doesn't want to do it, it's already the limit for him to be able to appear here and talk to you calmly, I don't believe you take a closer look at his body, he is even a problem to save himself when the golden light is dimmed, what are you talking about to save the people of Limin?"

As she spoke, she knelt down beside Zhuge Chen, and said with a trembling crying voice: "Please save us, Gongzi." ”

Zhuge Chen didn't care about the woman kneeling on the ground, but looked at the city god with a dull golden body and said loudly: "All living beings are pitiful, so let's listen to a story to relieve my boredom!"

Picking up the woman in the palace skirt who was already crying, Zhuge Chen sat down again, held the teacup and said to the burly man: "Then please ask the master of the city god to say something, I will try to remember it word for word." ”