Chapter 10: The Two-Faced Man and the Two-Headed Dragon

The clouds and smoke rose and fell, and the Arctic Palace became the living room of Haolu. Tian Haobai sat at the dining table, holding a cigarette stick, talking and laughing at a few Taoists.

He stopped abruptly and stared sternly at the porch. In front of the porch stood a little boy, no more than six or seven years old, a little thin, with a handsome little face that was hesitant.

"Heavenly Sect I. Fang Fei's heart jumped, he had seen the childhood Tianzong me in an illusion, and the little boy was exactly like him.

"School's out?" Tian Haobai looked at the boy.

"Yes!" the little boy's voice was pitifully quiet.

"If I'm not mistaken, the midterm exam should be over, right?"

"Yes!" the little boy bowed his head.

"The result?"

The little boy struggled to raise his head and mustered up the courage to say, "Seven out of seven...... Charm I, I wrote a wrong character, just one word, deducted, deducted two points, but I am still the first ......" Speaking of "first", a glimmer of light lit up in the boy's eyes.

"Get out!" Tian Haobai raised his eyebrows and shouted.

"Grandpa......" The little boy's tears flowed.

"Copy the spell and all its spells 10,000 times, and don't enter the house until you're done, copy a word wrong, and add it 10,000 times......"

"I ......"

"Do you hear that?"

"I heard ......" the little boy hung his head in frustration, turned around and went out the door.

"Heavenly Daoist!" a thin young guest coughed in a low voice, "It's a bit too much, it's just a word......

"Shut up, the mountain is rotten," Tianhao's white eyes can freeze the other party to death, "or you get out too!"

Fang Fei was surprised, firstly, he was surprised by Tianhaobai's attitude, and secondly, he was surprised by the thin and slender Shan Rotten Stone when he was young, coupled with his handsome and fair face, he was an amazing beautiful man, and he couldn't help but wonder: What happened to the fat Taoist master in the following years?

"Okay!" What surprised Fang Fei even more was that the young mountain rotten stone stood up and said in a calm tone, "Heavenly Dao Master, you are the person I respect the most, but I don't agree with the way you treat Heavenly Sect. He walked around the table and walked to the porch.

"Very well," Tianhao puffed out a puff of smoke faintly, "Don't come in the future!"

The mountain rotten stone paused for a moment, and replied in a muffled voice: "Yes......" He walked out the door, his back blurred.

Fang Fei's eyes were lost for a moment, and something shiny flew in front of him, slamming into the wall fiercely, so frightened that Jiuyang Jun, who was napping on the side, fluttered its wings and looked at the flying object in horror.

It was a psychic mirror, wide, clear, and valuable. The fierce battle of "Flying Vientiane" on the mirror surface is in full swing, and the sharp flying machine as sharp as a needle is rampant, and everywhere it passes, the buildings have collapsed and collapsed.

The psychic mirror turned over, fluttering downward, and with a bang, a firelight flew in, and the mirror exploded, and the mirror turned into tiny fragments, scattered brightly in half of the living room.

"Damn!" the worm tiger grunted into the corner.

The scenery in Haolu is the same as before, but Tianzong I have grown into a young man. He stood at the table with his hands down, looking at the debris in the sky, his indifferent eyes flashing with imperceptible anger.

"Fifth in the world?" Tian Haobai took back the talisman pen and lit the cigarette stick, "You are really idle! ”

"So what?" Tianzong raised his face, without the timidity of childhood, and his rebellious eyes were chilling.

"I said you weren't allowed to play games," Tian Haobai stared at his grandson coldly, "Are you deaf or crazy?"

"Fu Tai Yin is also playing," I said aloud, "he is the third in the world." ”

"He didn't drop twelve places in a row, from first to thirteen!"

"He's already at the bottom of the rankings, and he's ...... worse"

Tian Haobai interrupted him coldly: "I can't take care of his affairs, and he is not my grandson." ”

"I don't want to be your grandson either!" Tianzong let out a loud shout, his neck was bruised, and his handsome face was distorted.

"Oh?" Tianhaobai leaned back in his chair, a hint of mockery in his eyes, "Go on!" Tianzong tried to raise his chin and make an arrogant gesture: "I want to be myself." ”

"Well, I'll tell you what it is," Tian Haobai got up calmly and paced back and forth unhurriedly, "When I picked you up, you hid under the sea chrysanthemum, and your parents used a 'Kunyi Spirit Guarding Technique' to hide your traces with the help of the sea chrysanthemum and the aura of the earth. Next, Simon Star Soul broke into the courtyard with the demons, and they captured your parents and tortured them with the most brutal methods. Oh, how do I know? When I burned them, they were so scarred that they didn't have a whole piece of flesh ......."

"You burned them?" I cried out in a lost voice.

"Yes," Tian Haobai said coldly, "they have become two molts!"

Tianzong pursed his mouth, his face lost blood, and his beautiful eyes were watery.

They wrote down the "True Gold Hundred Refining Talisman" to themselves, and no matter how tortured the demons were, they would not reveal your whereabouts. 'Kunyi Lingshou Technique' can last for three hours, if I hadn't arrived in time, you would have turned into a pile of dung and made fertilizer for sea chrysanthemums, no one knew about your existence, that's right, Tianzong, that's you, a worthless little thing. ”

Tears flowed from my eyes, Tianzong bit my lip vigorously, and said in a choked voice: "That was the original me, the current me...... It's changed. ”

"You have changed, but the way of the world has not changed," Tian Haobai's voice became even colder, "The demons attacked Laifeng City, and 130,000 Daoists died as a result. Cat City in the west was besieged, the reinforcements fell into the trap, and more than 200,000 Daoists died. Youdu blocked the attack of the demons, but the city lord Su Jiangxue died heroically. The people of Yujing are panicking, someone is missing every day, and Douting Jiuxing also admits that the Ximen Star Soul will come sooner or later. Oh, I forgot to tell you that this archmage personally ate your parents, and I don't think he would mind reuniting your whole family either, uh-huh, in his belly, of course!"

Tianzong I trembled all over, and my eyes were slightly in a trance. Fang Fei could see that his spirit had collapsed. Knowing who he was, Fang Fei's heart was still full of sympathy.

"Give you two choices!" Tian Haobai chased after him fiercely, not giving his grandson a chance to breathe, "One, go out from here, and you and I will cut off the relationship from now on; ”

"I ......" Tianzong swallowed a mouthful of saliva and whispered in frustration, "I'll choose two!" Tianhaobai nodded, his eyes gloomy: "There is one more thing!"

"What?" Tianzong looked at him blankly.

"Old rules!" Tian Haobai said casually, "Fifty lashes!"

Tianzong I trembled in response, trembling and ripped off his feather coat, knelt down slowly, he took out the talisman pen and waved it, the red light in the void flashed, and a flaming talisman whip appeared, hanging in the air, brushing and waving.

"Jiuyang-kun!" Tian Haobai picked up a book and sat aside, "You come to count!"

"Why am you?" grumbled the Golden Crow, "I hate to do this...... Uh, well, you have the final say!" Under the forced gaze of Tian Haobai, the bird demon began to count: "One ......"

Tianzong waved the brush, and the whip hit the back fiercely, leaving a black whip mark and a scorching smell in the air.

"Two!" The golden crow continued to count, snapped, and the talisman whip fell again, Tianzong's face distorted, and there was a sad ** in my nostrils.

"Do it yourself!" "You have to remember that any mistake will pay a price. ”

"Yes!" Tianzong's voice hissed from between my teeth.

"Three, four, five......" The crow continued to count, and the whipping sound sounded at the same time, and the two voices came and went, echoing in the living room lonely, and occasionally there was a subtle ** of Tianzong I, depressed, depressed, and full of anger that could not be vented......

The scene blurred for a moment, and became clear again. It was still the living room of Haolu, Tianzong I stood at the dining table, with my hands behind my back, my expression was cold, he was much taller than before, and there was a layer of fine and soft fluff on his lips.

On the dining table, a silver-white letterhead was spread out, with beautiful and smooth mountain blue writing written on it. Tian Haobai stretched out his index finger and tapped the paper gently, and his two eyes looked at his grandson coldly.

"Long Ji gave it to me herself," Tian Haobai said slowly, "She hopes you don't pester her anymore." The corners of Tianzong's mouth twitched, and a trace of anger flashed in his eyes: "Why?"

"She said your love letters were boring!"

"I can write again," Tianzong said stubbornly, "I'll get a little more interesting." ”

"It's not funny," Tian Haobai looked at him for a moment, "Long Ji likes Fu Taiyin. ”

"Fu Taiyin?" Tianzong raised his voice, "I'm better than him in everything, three times the Kuixing Award, I won him three times!"

"That's right," Tian Hao said carefully, "You're a genius I've never seen before, but I think you should take a long-term view." In the face of demons, feelings will not help you win, and will become a burden to you. Simon Star Soul likes to attack the opponent's family, your wife, children, relatives and friends are his targets, and the loss of your loved ones will make you miserable and depressed, thus exposing your weaknesses and becoming his defeated men. ”

"You mean...... "Tianzong I hesitated, "Ximen Star Soul will kill Long Ji?"

"If you become lovers?" Tian Haobai nodded vigorously, "I think so." ”

"I understand," Tianzong turned around and looked at the picture on the wall in a daze, "If you want to defeat the demons, you must first endure loneliness." ”

"Loneliness is your weapon to protect your beloved. ”

Tianzong I took out the brush, waved it neatly, sneered, the letterhead turned to ashes, and the dining table was not damaged at all.

"How many whips?" Tianzong, I stared at my grandfather.

"What?" Tianhao looked at him puzzled.

"Old rules!" Tianzong said coldly, "How many times should I whip myself when I write a love letter to a girl?"

"No need," Tian Haobai shook his head, "You are not what you used to be, and that kind of punishment can't hurt a single hair of you." ”

"Shuanglong Hinge Soul is also fine!" Tianzong raised his voice, "Grinding the Yuan Shen is even more painful. ”

"What do you mean?" Tian Haobai straightened up and stared at his grandson in confusion.

"I feel very uncomfortable," Tianzong said indiscriminately, "maybe a greater pain can make me forget this." ”

Tian Haobai looked at him sympathetically: "Pain can't eliminate pain, but time can erase everything." ”

"Including life?"

"There is also youth, beauty is twilight, flowers are withering, the only thing that remains unchanged is the indomitable time!"

Tianzong stood silently, and the light around me gradually dimmed......

The living room brightened again, and Tianzong was already sitting in a chair, he curled up in a ball, his eyes lost concentration, as if he had pulled out the empty shell of the Yuan Shen.

"Why?" I muttered, "Damn. ”

"It's fate, it's also a coincidence," Tian Haobai stood in front of the porch, and there was a little loss in his eyes, "The hidden book has free will, you must respect its choice!"

"It has eyes but no beads," Tianzong raised his head, his dry eyes bloodshot, "I'm going to destroy it!"

"Stupid!" Tian Haobai's voice was fierce, "Put away this thought, or ......"

"Double Dragon Hinge Soul?" Tianzong sneered obediently, "Come on, I wanted to taste it." ”

"Listen," Tian Haobai's chest rose and fell, "The Hidden Book is just a relic of the Dao Ancestor, and it is a great thing to inherit it......"

"I know!" I roared, "I don't need you to say anything. ”

"You don't know anything at all!" Tian Hao Bai retorted sharply, "The greatest Daoist, in addition to inheritance, you must also create, create stronger spells, stronger Dao techniques, and create hidden books from the Evil Sect, you can also create greater Dao weapons. ”

The anger on Tianzong's face slowly dissipated, revealing a peculiar expression: "Can I transcend the Fragmented Evil?"

"Fragmentation is not omnipotent!"

"For example......" Tianzong I looked directly at my grandfather: "He will also die?" Tianhaobai was slightly stunned, nodded and said: "Yes, everything has an end." ”

"Death?" Tianzong clasped his hands on his knees, lost in thought, he shook his seat repeatedly, and everything around him shook, swirled, blurred, and disappeared......

A violent vibration came from the soles of his feet, and with a deafening explosion, a dazzling fire flew in front of Fang Fei, making a terrible sound, and the intense light stung his eyes.

Fang Fei subconsciously lowered his head and found himself in the sky, and a huge fireball passed by. There was more than one such fireball, as if the scorching sun had collapsed, falling downward through the clouds, smashing deep craters and rising mushroom-shaped clouds. The explosions overlapped and burst repeatedly, like thousands of brilliant roses, blooming on the vast and endless earth.

Not only was the fire glowing, but the red of the ground was also shocking, as if soaked in the blood of the djinn. The black river flowed freely over the red desert, and the source of the black water was a jagged mountain range, purple and black, like a blood clot that had congealed for a long time.

The Blood Mountain is the center of the maelstrom, and all battles revolve around it. Whether it is the roaring fireball, or the feather warriors fighting all over the sky, the armor warriors turned into giant beasts, fighting for their lives at the foot of the blood mountain densely, countless blood soaked the sand, and countless injured people were in pain** - the tragic picture was beyond imagination, Fang Fei was dizzy, feeling nauseous and wanted to vomit.

Most of the corpses on the ground were dressed in black. The demons fell to the wind, and resisted stubbornly around the blood mountain, like worker bees guarding the lair, and in the face of the tide of Daoists, they became fewer and fewer, retreating to the mountainside and huddled together.

Boom, thunder came from the depths of the Blood Mountain, and the mountains shook like a dying serpent. The great force tore through the mountain, the cracks were deep and long, and the blinding light surged out, illuminating the desperate faces of the demons.

There is a fight to the death at the bottom of the mountain, far more dangerous than the war on the ground.

Suddenly the thunder stopped, the mountains returned to calm, and the people in the heavens and on the earth stopped fighting, and all eyes were on the mountain of blood, nervous, hopeful, anxious, worried...... Everyone's expression is different.

Wow, there was a flicker in the crack, and a ball of light rushed out, and the cyan light soaked the cold, like a comet, and the long comet tail swept across the mountainside, and every demon disciple swept into it. They froze to the ground, their skin bursting, like mature insect eggs, and a miserable green light poured out from the cracks, one after the other, jumping in all directions, writhing and swaying, like struggling insects, the light became fainter and fainter, and soon disappeared.

The dying demon looked up at the sky, and saw that the light of the "comet" faded, revealing a thin and tall figure—

The young Tianzong I stepped on a flying sword as clear as the blue sky, his tall figure resembled his grandfather, he was more handsome and arrogant than when he was a teenager, and his cold gaze swept in all directions, like the gods of the nine heavens descending to the mortal world.

In his left hand was a human head, an old man with pale hair and blood, eyes half-open and half-closed, no pain on his face, only a strange smile.

"Ximen Xing's soul is dead," Tianzong raised his head, and his cry was like a long wind blowing through the wilderness, "The Great Demon Master is dead!"

After a moment of silence, deafening cheers rang out from heaven and earth, and the soldiers embraced in ecstasy, celebrating the victory of the war.

Tianzong I didn't smile, put down the head in my hand, looked at the crack in the blood mountain, frowned and pursed my lips, and fell into deep thought. He floated there silently, alone, like an island in the angry sea, out of place with the jubilant world......

Tianzong was still pondering, and the scene around me was quietly changing. The boiling voices disappeared, turning into intermittent wind sounds, the mountains of blood and stagnant water also disappeared, and the calligraphy, paintings and furniture surrounded the surroundings - the living room of Haolu was quiet and peaceful, the insects and tigers were lying on the ground snoring and sleeping, and Jiuyangjun stood on the golden bird's shelf, opened his mouth to catch a worm, chewed it twice, and swallowed it with a grunt.

The human head was gone, replaced by a celadon box, and Tianzong I reached inside, took out a spiny insect demon, and absentmindedly threw it at the crow.

"Fu Tai in and Long Ji will get married tomorrow. The voice of the white sky came. The old Taoist sat in the old rocking chair, through the shadow of the wall, into the boundary of the talisman lamp, his face warm and bright, looking comfortable and peaceful.

"I heard that!" Tianzong replied lightly.

"Did you get the invitation?"

"Roger!"

"Are you going?"

"Don't go!"

"Are you still haunted by what happened back then?"

"I'm just not interested. "Tianzong, I dropped the empty porcelain box, bent down to pick up the insect tiger, sat calmly on the chair, stretched out my right hand and scratched the back of the toad, the insect and tiger turned over, and made a coquettish **.

"You're almost thirty, ten years of war, and you should also think about starting a family. The old Taoist said slowly.

"Love, marriage, family?" Tianzong lit his cigarette stick and exhaled, "It's a boring trick." ”

"Oh?" Tian Haobai was a little disappointed, "What is not boring for you?"

"Like some questions. ”

"Tell me about it!"

"The ultimate of life is death!" Tianzong's voice became softer, "What is the ultimate of death?"

"Death has no beginning and no end, and death means eternity. ”

"I don't think so, if the ultimate of life is death, then the ultimate of death is life. ”

"Oh," Tianzong laughed, "You believe in reincarnation?"

"Reincarnation is so boring, people become monsters......" Tianzong glanced at the toad, "It's stupid." ”

"Youkai can become humans!"

"That's even more stupid," Tianzong looked directly at my grandfather, "You said that death means eternity. ”

"So what?"

"So the ultimate of death is not ordinary life, but ......" Tianzong smiled slightly, "Eternal life!"

"Eternal life?" Tian Haobai thought for a moment, shook his head and said, "There is no way to prove this!"

"Okay!" Tianzong said nonchalantly, "There is one more question. ”

"Oh?"

"What is the ultimate of Taoism?"

"That's enough," Tian Haobai stood up, his long figure intimidating, "Put away these boring thoughts, you have more important things to do." Tianzong smiled and responded: "What's the matter?"

"I recommend you to become a Heavenly Daoist of the Canglong people. Tian Haobai's eyes flashed with pride, "I believe that you will become the greatest Daoist after the Sect of Evil!"

"After the Fragmented Evil?" I smiled at the Heavenly Sect, "On the other hand, the Fragmented Evil is only the greatest Daoist before the Heavenly Sect. ”

"Tianzong," Tian Haobai looked at him worriedly, "People not only have talents, but also respect traditions. ”

"Got it," Tianzong put the toad back in his chair, looked out of the door and groaned slightly, "The wind is quite strong!"

"Pengfeng is here," Tianhao's white eyes showed rare concern, "Let's stay here tonight!"

"No, I have something to do. ”

"The day after tomorrow is the death day of your parents. ”

"I'll go to Liubo Island. ”

"I think," Tian Haobai hesitated slightly, "that you should attend Vortain's wedding." ”

"Oh?" I said nonchalantly, "Why?"

"You're so lonely!" Tian Haobai was a little sad, "It's good for you to make more friends." ”

"But as you said, loneliness is my weapon. Tianzong looked at my grandfather mockingly, Tianhaobai didn't make a sound, just shook his head abruptly.

"Grandfather," Tianzong listened to the wind outside the door, "what is the best place to hide something?"

"Red Dust!" Tian Haobai replied casually.

"That's too far," Tianzong said to me, "what about Ziwei?"

"Dao Soul Arsenal, Abyss Soul Room, and ......" Tianhao glanced at his grandson, "What do you want to hide?"

"Just ask!" Tianzong, my eyes wandered.

"It's best to carry something important with you, no one in this world can take it away from you. ”

"I'm honored for you to say that. "Tianzong, I owe a smile.

"Tianzong, I have always been strict with you, and my original intention was not to waste your talent. ”

"I'll carry it forward," Tianzong put away his smile and became extremely serious, "I promise!"

"Do you really want to leave?" the old Taoist was a little reluctant.

"Yes!" Tianzong walked to the end of the porch, suddenly turned around again, and looked at my grandfather fixedly, his dark eyes were bottomless, "Goodbye, grandpa!"

"Goodbye! Tianzong ......" Tianhao raised half of his white hand, and slowly put it down......

"Fang Fei!" A sharp shout sounded in his ears, the boy trembled, the illusion in front of him disappeared, surrounded by dense layers of bookshelves, and the air was filled with a strong smell of old paper.

"Dare to read the Phantom Fantasy Book?" Yan Mei snatched his book with his hand, "Don't you want to die?"

"Huh?" Fang Fei was in a trance, and he hadn't completely withdrawn from the illusion, "How, how do you say it?"

"The Phantom Book can make people hallucinate, and they can't extricate themselves from the scenes recorded in the book, and they will be trapped in the book forever without outside disturbances," Yan Mei returned the book to the boy, "If I don't wake you up, you will stand here until you die." ”

"Really?" Fang Fei sweated on his forehead.

"That's why two people have to come to the Soul Chamber. Yan Mei looked around, "There are countless dangers here. ”

"Thank you!" Fang Fei instinctively feared.

"Give it back!" Yan Mei turned and walked away.

"Yes!" Fang Fei sent the book back to its place, reluctant in his heart, he wanted to know what happened to Tianzong after I left Haolu, he saw Yan Mei walking away, pulled back the book, and wanted to stuff it into the Qiankun bag.

"Don't do anything stupid," Yan Mei's voice floated from afar, "with this book, we don't want to get out of here." ”

Fang Fei was helpless, returned the book, followed the girl and asked, "Are your things done?" Yan Mei nodded: "I thought of a Dao weapon that can find the owner of the life lamp." ”

The two chatted while walking, and when they left the Tianyuan Pavilion, Yan Mei stopped, turned around and said, "I have to go, Bi Wuxin is waiting for me in front of the school palace." Fang Fei couldn't help but ask, "When are you going to find Feng Shaoyu?"

"I don't know," Yan Mei muttered, "I have to prepare one thing first, and I have to convince Feng Shaoyu's widow." ”

"Widow?" Fang Fei was stunned, "His wife?"

"Yes! ”

"I'll go down the mountain with you. Fang Fei plucked up his courage, "I can help you ......"

"No," Yan Mei snapped, "you can't go anywhere." ”

"Why?" Fang Fei was taken aback by her excitement.

"I have my reasons," the girl's face softened slightly, "Fang Fei, promise me that you can't leave the Academy Palace even a single step." ”

"I'm ......" Fang Fei looked at the girl, a sullen breath fluttered in his chest, and he lowered his head for a while and said, "Okay!"

Yan Mei breathed a sigh of relief, stepped on the fork in the road on the right, turned around and beckoned: "I will contact you." ”

"I'll wait for you to ......" Fang Fei just raised his hand, and the girl had already disappeared at the end of the road.

"The toad is croaking, the crow is quacking, the tree spirit is rustling, and the baby is sleeping!

The toad is snoring, the crow's mouth is closed, the dryad is blinking, and the baby is sleeping!

In the painting, the horses are running, the words are jumping on the paper, you chase and I catch, they are so noisy!

The horses are panting, the words are soft, the ink is black, and everyone is sleeping......"

The ballad slipped out of the old Taoist's mouth intermittently. Tian Haobai closed his eyes, his fingers tapped on the tabletop, and the expression on his face was serene and complacent.

"Damn!" came from the porch complaining, the mountain rotten stone squeezed through the door frame with great effort, shook the fat all over his body, walked over, kicked away the seat, sat down on the spot, glared at the old Taoist and asked angrily, "What are you humming?"

"Lullaby," Tian Haobai said with a smile as he opened his eyes, "I had children back then. ”

"Child?" Shan Rotten Stone narrowed his eyes, "You said Tianzong me?"

"He was very noisy at night, so I just hugged him and hummed the song over and over again until he was completely asleep. ”

The mountain rotten stone snorted and said, "How many years ago?"

"It seems like it was just yesterday!" Tian Haobai lowered his eyes, took out his cigarette stick, and said, "Come on, he is no longer a child." ”

"The last time I saw him, he stood on the porch and said goodbye to me," the old Taoist said, immersed in the memories and deaf to the advice of his old friend, "he said, 'Goodbye, grandpa,' and he had been calling me 'grandfather' since I was ten years old, and he called me 'grandpa' that day, and I didn't realize it at the time." In fact, he's not saying goodbye to me, he's saying goodbye to the world!"

"Sounds a little sad!"

"I've been wondering, what the hell is going on under the Blood Mountain?"

"You didn't ask him?" Rotten Stone replied to himself, "Oh, when he became a demon, you were sent to Hell." ”

"I've been there for eight years," Tianhaobai's voice was full of bitterness, "and I missed a whole war. ”

"Dou Ting's mistake," Shan Rotten Stone tapped the table with a cigarette stick, "If you hadn't been imprisoned, the war might not have been so difficult, and Voltaiin wouldn't have died." Tian Haobai was silent for a moment, and said with a wry smile: "If I hadn't driven you out of Haolu that day, maybe I wouldn't have lost my grandson, and there would be no Tianzong me in the world." ”

"The world is unpredictable," said a muffled voice, "it's fate." ”

"Fish don't know water, birds don't know wind, we don't know our fate. ”

"Yes," the fat Taoist sighed, "we are all in fate. ”

"Mountains and rocks!" Tian Haobai leaned forward, "If I die, Haolu will be left to you." ”

"Oh?" Rocky glanced back, "Then I'll have to tear down the porch!"

"As you please!" Tian Haobai closed his eyes and let out a long breath.

"Lost again," Fang Fei threw his pen on the chessboard, looking at the black-pressed Long Wen in annoyance.

"You have too many distractions," Daozu wrote quickly on the chessboard, "and you are not focused enough." ”

"No matter how much you focus a hundred times, you still can't win against you. Fang Fei was pessimistic.

"Winning or losing is not a problem," the chessboard wrote, "and attitude is more important." ”

"I'm a little annoyed. Fang Fei was lying on the chessboard, holding his head in both hands, and the shadow of the old Kui Long slowly passed over him—ever since he discovered the Dao Ancestor chessboard, the King of the Kui Niu had been watching over him.

"Tell me about it. "The words written on the chessboard are unexpected.

"I wanted to help someone, but she refused to accept it," Fang Fei said depressedly, "She still won't let me leave the Academy." ”

The chessboard fell silent for a moment, and slowly wrote: "Rejection is her business, and help is yours." ”

"You mean......" Fang Fei looked at the handwriting and muttered, "I don't need her permission?"

"A free man has a free will. Writing about "free will", the chessboard deliberately thickened the strokes, and Fang Fei was deeply touched when he saw it: "But I don't know how to help her." ”

"There is more than one path to the end," the chessboard handwriting is dashing, "think outside the box and think your way." ”

"My way?" Fang Fei had a quick move, opened the psychic mirror, and clicked into the "Two-Headed Dragon's Nest", which was very lively, and the "Two-Headed Dragon" was arguing with a group of white tiger people. Fang Fei entered the message area and sent a private message to the "Fire-breathing Little Dragon": "Are you here?" please do me a favor...... hesitate for a moment, and then sign up: "Canglong Fang Fei".

The message was sent, but it was like a stone sinking into the sea, Fang Fei looked at the mirror in a daze, he thought that if he saved Bailey, the "two-headed dragon" would help him, but it turned out to be wishful thinking. But he can also understand the difficulties of the "two-headed dragon", the two have made too many enemies, and if they show their feet slightly, they will be doomed immediately.

"What's wrong?" asked the chessboard coldly.

"I asked for help, but they ignored me. Fang Fei put away the psychic mirror in a daze.

"Are you still playing chess tonight?" asked the chessboard again.

"Let's go down!" Fang Fei cheered up, "Anyway, there's nothing to do." ”

"Wow," the chessboard handwriting fluttered, "I like an opponent like you who is not afraid to lose." ”

"Haven't you met it before?" Fang Fei asked rhetorically.

"I've met it, and I'm dead. ”

"Are you showing off?" Fang Fei couldn't help but sarcastically, "I've lived too long so I don't have an opponent." ”

"The price of longevity is loneliness," the chessboard was silent for a while, "there are gains and losses, and there are no benefits in the world." ”

"But there are still those who seek eternal life. Fang Fei thought of the Heavenly Sect in the fantasy book.

"And this kind of idiot?" the chessboard handwriting jumped, "who will go first in this game?"

"I'll go first," Fang Fei put down his pen to write the formula, "You don't want to know who that is?"

"I'm not interested in fools," replied the chessboard, "I only care about how to play chess." ”

The two sides played ten more rounds in one go, Fang Fei was defeated repeatedly, and Dongfang Jiangxiao left under the urging of Kui Longgu. He was exhausted, tired like a mouse pulling a carriage in "Cinderella", opened the psychic mirror, and there was not a single message, whether it was Yan Mei or the two-headed dragon, everyone coincided and forgot about him.

During the day, Fang Fei was in a daze, sleeping on his stomach in the "monster common sense class", and was scolded by Di Jiang. With Lu Pin's experience and seeing the Bei family sisters, he didn't dare to rush forward, but his heart was itching, and he circled around the two of them from far and near, trying to attract the attention of the other party. The twins didn't notice anything, they talked and laughed to themselves, and their calm appearance made Fang Fei suspect that they had nothing to do with the "two-headed dragon".

After the change class in the afternoon, the twins still didn't move. Fang Fei looked at the psychic mirror hundreds of times, and the message area inside was empty and dazzling. He was desperate, dragging his tired body out of the classroom, Lu Pin and Jian Zhen were arguing on the side, he couldn't listen to a word, and when he walked to the door of the ink house, he suddenly felt that his shoulder shook, causing someone to bump into it, Fang Fei staggered, and when he looked back, it was Bei Yu.

"I'm sorry," the girl patted his bag, "I was walking too fast." ”

"It's fine. Fang Fei noticed that the girl had quietly stuffed something into the Qiankun bag, and when he raised his eyes, Bei Yu took Bei Lu's arm and walked away.

Fang Fei put his hand into the Qiankun bag, felt a folded note, his heart was pounding, and he pretended to be calm and returned to the bedroom, got into the bathroom, felt out the note, and greedily read the words on it-

"Hai Shi came to No. 65 in Fengbei District. Another: Come alone, don't tell others (neither can Lu Pin). ”

Just after reading it, the note burned with a sneer, Fang Fei looked at the ashes and was slightly distracted, the doubts in his heart were better than the excitement. After a while, he went back to bed, fell headlong, and fell asleep in a daze.

In the haze, Fang Fei woke up in shock, looked around in a daze, and suddenly saw Lu Pin standing beside the bed, with his hands on his hips and an annoyed expression: "Why didn't you take the dragon language class......?"

"Dragon language class?" Fang Fei was only stunned for a moment, but suddenly remembered the words on the note, and asked, "What time is it?"

"It's almost time," Lu Pin flashed a finger angrily, "I've been cleaning up for a full hour, those shameless little bastards." ”

"Little bastard?" Fang Fei was still in the fog, "Who?"

"Who else could it be......? Alas, where are you going?" Lu Pin looked at Fang Fei in surprise and rushed out of the bedroom.

"Blow the wind......" Fang Fei replied from afar, "Wake up!"

Qifenglou is the opposite of Wolongju, the dragon head is the most majestic, so the Longshou District is the most comfortable, and the Longwei District is the worst. The phoenix tail is the most beautiful, so the phoenix tail area is the best, the phoenix beak area is comparable to the dragon tail area, many girls share a building, a dormitory for two to four people, and the comfort is directly proportional to the student's grades.

The Bei sisters are in the Dizi Department, one boy and three women, the boy Qu Yan is outstanding, the three girls have mediocre grades, the results of the Dizi group are not good or bad, hovering below the middle stream, Bei Lu, Bei Yu and Baili Xiuya all live in the Fengbei District, in the same room, and there are constant contradictions. Le wanted to transfer the three of them apart at that time, but was resolutely opposed by Baili Xiuya, and she was supported by Wu Yuan, keeping an eye on the two sisters, and bent on finding the flaws of the "double dragon heads".

Baili Xiuya never goes online, because there is no Internet to access, and she was sealed by the "two-headed dragon" as soon as she entered the school. The ugly girl broke the jar and broke it, so she simply spent all her time spying on her two roommates, except for class time, she stayed in the dormitory all day, and she put down her cruel words in public: "What is a two-headed dragon? They are earthworms with two heads, sneaky and can't see the light, sooner or later, one day, I will dig them out and trample them to death." ”

This bold statement was exchanged for the famous "ugly monkey emoji", and Baili Xiuya's daily ugliness was carefully selected and photographed, made into a variety of funny expressions, with short and exquisite words, which soon became popular in the Ziwei world. What drove Baili Xiuya crazy was the absolute privacy of many expressions - drooling while sleeping, farting trying to hide it, constipation King Kong angry eyes, sneezing and wrinkling facial features at the same time, almost like turned over pomegranate skin - these expressions can only be photographed by people in the same bedroom, and the performance of the "two-headed dragon" can be called rampant.

Baili Xiuya was so angry that she cried and cried, and Wu Yuanxuan took her to complain to her father. Wu Shi searched the twins several times with great fanfare, and the psychic mirror was confiscated twice, but he found nothing, so he could only leave the school palace in disgrace.

The "two-headed dragon" is a twin, which has long been a tacit fact for everyone. But why can they call the wind and rain under the nose of Baili Xiuya? This is undoubtedly one of the biggest mysteries of Ziwei.

Fang Fei rushed to the phoenix beak area, and the hour hand of the fairy compass had already crossed the small word "Hai". At this moment, the night is dark, most of the girls return to the dormitory, and the front of the building is empty and deserted. He walked to the door and probed his brain, and found that the hall downstairs was empty, and he was thinking about going upstairs, bang, the fireball was in the air, and Di Jiang jumped out and roared: "Are you tired of living? Without my permission, boys are not allowed to enter the girls' dormitory." ”

"I," Fang Fei was ashamed and afraid, "I'm looking for someone." ”

"Who?" asked the warden, fiercely.

"That," Fang Fei said perfunctorily, "live in the sixty-fifth one." ”

"Sixty-five?" Di Jiang leaned in front of him, the surging heat wave was suffocating, "Are you sure?" The old monster had a bad tone, and Fang Fei's intuition was not good: "I...... OK!"

"Lie!" Di Jiang shouted, "You liar!"

"Who is a liar?" Fang Fei blushed, "Who lied?"

"Still hard-mouthed? Let me tell you, Qifenglou doesn't have No. 65 at all. ”

"What?" Fang Fei was dumbfounded, "That's impossible!"

"There are only sixty-four dormitories in Qifeng Tower!This is common sense, idiot!" Di Jiang yelled at him, "I want to sneak into the girls' dormitory and peep, and make up a better reason next time." ”

Fang Fei's head was sweating, and his heart was in chaos: "Maybe 'Two-Headed Dragon' was written incorrectly?" It should be the fifty-fifth." Maybe I'm late, it's more than the time......" Before he could figure it out, Di Jiang grabbed him and threw him out of the door, slamming the door shut.

Fang Fei's nose and face were swollen and he struggled, wanting to go home, but as soon as he turned around, he suddenly bumped into a bunch of green and shiny words.

The words are crooked, and they are frightened birds, but in the blink of an eye, they gather together, from top to bottom, and clearly write: "I am the sixty-fiveth." ”

"Whose prank?" Fang Fei looked left and right, and there was no shadow in sight, and suddenly saw those words unraveling the strokes, piecing them together, and conjuring up more words - follow me, don't let the Tianyan Fu find out.

Fang Fei was still stunned, the strokes suddenly unraveled, twisted into a "human hand", hooked his index finger at him, and swaggered in front.

As if under hypnosis, Fang Fei followed behind the "human hand", bypassed the gate of the phoenix beak area, and walked along the root of the wall for a while, the "human hand" stopped and waved at him, and then crawled up the wall under the boy's surprised gaze.

The exterior walls of the dormitories are different from the interior walls, which are "upside-down walls" that allow you to move around at will, and the exterior walls are covered with "slippery no hand charms" to prevent climbing, which are ten times more slippery than hot grease.

Fang Fei was a little confused, raised his feet and stepped on the wall, sure enough, he couldn't stand on his feet, and it was the same for three times in a row, he wondered if someone patted his shoulder, and in a blink of an eye, the "human hand" folded back, and he gestured at him dissatisfied, Fang Fei said helplessly: "The wall is too slippery, I ......"

The human hand stars spread out to form a line of words: "There is a path on the wall." Then the handwriting twisted into a "footprint" that jumped upwards and fell onto the wall.

Fang Fei was suspicious, and stepped on the "footprints" on his left foot, not slippery, not slippery, and steady. The "footprint" jumped forward and landed on the top right, and the boy stepped out of his right heel. The "footprints" went all the way up, and he followed suit, and he was in a trance - there was a "willfully reversed" path hidden on the outer wall, but the route was special, and someone had to guide him - in order to confirm this, he stepped on other places, and it was really slippery, which made people tremble, but as soon as he returned to the place where the "footprints" had stepped on, the sky immediately swirled, and the steep wall became a road to the sky.

The light shines through the windows, and the bedroom is bright. Fang Fei stood on the outer wall for the first time and looked at the dormitory, and was surprised to find that the windows of the adjacent dormitories were opened in different directions, the side windows were opened on the left, and the skylights must be on the right, the former saw the silhouette, and the latter could only see the top of his head. Back in her bedroom, the girl was unscrupulous, wearing a shawl, stripping and changing her pants...... The boy's heart was pounding with fright, and his face was like fire, and he almost stepped on the wrong place and fell headlong off the wall.

"Footprints" jumped up to the top floor of the phoenix beak area, jumped as hard as he could, fell to the left of a window, stopped and spiraled, and soon drilled out a deep hole, in which the glimmer of light leaked out, only allowing one person to enter and exit.

Fang Fei pressed his heartbeat, turned over and went into the cave, climbed a few meters towards the light, and entered a spacious hall, which was filled with psychic mirrors on all sides, large and small, with different shapes, and different pictures displayed.

Fang Fei was surprised, and before he could get up, he suddenly heard a sharp shout: "Hey, son of the Nine Stars." The voice was familiar, and he looked up and cried out "Ah". The "round face" of the creation pen was just in front, squeezing his eyebrows at him, frightening Fang Fei's whole body and feeling that he had fallen into the trap.

"Don't be afraid!" another voice reminded him of his mind, "it's its own person." ”

It was Bei Yu who spoke, she was wearing a nightgown, her feet were barefoot, her hair was tied into a ponytail, and she held a blue and white porcelain cup in her right hand, which was steaming and wafting the fragrance of honey tea.

"You?" Fang Fei scratched his head and got up, staring at the girl, the butterfly on Bei Yu's chest was vivid, still flashing its wings, "It ......" He turned his head to look at the creation pen, the old pen demon floated in the air, the long pen barrel was old and colorful, and the tip of the pen was messy like a toilet brush.

"We are accomplices. Bei Yu replied briefly.

Fang Fei understood it all at once. No wonder those words, human hands, and footprints are all familiar, they are all the handwriting of the old pen demon, and then look at the furnishings in the hall, and even rush out: "It's all drawn here?"

"Clever!" Bei Yu pointed at the psychic mirror and played with the little feet resting on the chair, "This is the sixty-five." ”

"Room that didn't exist. "The pen of creation is proud.

"The room can be big or small," Bei Yu said, "and you can put it away when you don't use it." ”

"The White Tiger Hall has been searched more than a dozen times," the old pen demon laughed, "I haven't found a single hair." ”

"But, but......" Fang Fei still couldn't turn his mind, "When did you become an accomplice?"

"When you fight," Bei Yu glanced at the old pen demon, "right?"

"That's right!" the pen nodded frequently, "I like tricksters the most, let alone a couple!"

"When we entered the school palace, we found the old broken pen and asked it for help. ”

"I'll say yes," the old pen demon snorted, "I'll play tricks on a few students at most, aha, they've played tricks on the whole world." ”

"We have a room in the fresco at number 64, connected to the bathroom at number 64. ”

"Draw one more door," said the Styling Pen, "and you can go in and out of two rooms at will!"

"But......" Fang Fei scratched his head vigorously, "I won't stay in the bathroom for long." ”

"Wrong!" Bei Yu said, "I want to stay as long as I want!" She swept the brush, and a scene flashed on the oversized psychic mirror above: Baili Xiuya was crooked on the bed like a salted fish, her eyes crossed the book, peeking at the twins opposite, and Bei Lu sat at the head of the bottom bunk bed, eating snacks and playing "Flying Vientiane"; Bei Yu "lay flat on the bed, his eyes closed as if he was asleep......

Fang Fei looked at the girl next to him, and then at the picture of the psychic mirror, the two girls were the same, even the butterfly mark on the chest was no different.

"What's going on?" Fang Fei was confused.

"Stupid," the pen sarcastically said, "That's a doppelganger." Fang Fei was taken aback: "You can also use the doppelganger technique?"

"It's morning. Bei Yu shook his body and turned into two Bei Yu, one standing and one sitting, and the standing one leaned over and hugged the neck of the sitting.

"I understand," Fang Fei nodded again and again, "The doppelganger can't stay away from the main body, so you must leave a real person in the dormitory, you are psychic here, Bei Lu stays in the dormitory, and releases the clone to pretend to be you to confuse Baili Xiuya." ”

"That's half right," Bei Yu looked at the fairy compass, "it's time for a change of guard." ”

"Change of the guard?" Before Fang Fei could come back to his senses, the Creation Pen jumped to the wall and drew a narrow door with a brush. Bei Yu got up and walked into the door of the house, and Bei Lu in the mirror also jumped up from the bed, walked into the bathroom with the psychic mirror, and closed the door with her backhand.

"See?" said the old pen demon, "they're swapping clones. ”

"Really?" Fang Fei stared at the "Bei Yu" on the top bunk and looked left and right, but he didn't see a single flaw.

"Ah, son of the Nine Stars!" Belle slipped out of the narrow door, and the narrow door disappeared.

"Whew!" Fang Fei agreed, his eyes were always staring at the mirror, but when he saw the bathroom door open and Bei Yu strolled out, Fang Fei was thinking about how she could swap places with the doppelganger on the upper bunk, who knew that after a closer look, Bei Yu's chest was clean and clean, and the butterfly mark was missing. The girl sat back at the head of the bed with the psychic mirror, Baili Xiuya glanced at her, got up and rushed into the bathroom, and slammed the door slammed shut.

"Are you stupid?" Bei Lu stretched out her little hand and shook it in front of Fang Fei's eyes.

Fang Fei looked at her, and then at Bei Yu: "Where did Bei Yu's butterfly mark go?"

"We begged the Heavenly Daoist to cancel it that day," Bei Lu sat down nonchalantly, "His condition is that he is not allowed to use his identity to trick the Daoist. ”

"That Butterfly Mark ......"

"Fake," Bei Lu swept her chest with a pen, the little butterfly jumped out, and with another wave of the pen, the mark suddenly disappeared again, and she winked at Fang Fei, "Actually, I am Bei Yu." ”

"I don't believe it. Fang Fei blurted out.

"Smart," Belle said with a smile, "I'm Belle...... Or Bei Yu. Fang Fei looked at the sisters repeatedly: "Since there is no mark, why do you get one yourself?"

"Stupid," the pen slammed into his head with the shaft of the pen, "it's better to fool people." ”

"Really?" Fang Fei touched his head and became even more confused.

"Is Bei Yu marked by Bei Yu, Bei Lu marked by Bei Yu or Bei Yu, is Bei Lu becoming Bei Yu? Or is Bei Yu becoming Bei Lu and then becoming Bei Yu......" The old pen demon said the tongue twister, leading Fang Fei's thoughts around, and finally tied a dead knot.

"That's enough!" Fang Fei said with a bitter face, "Whether you are Bei Lu or Bei Yu, cough, you have to do me a favor." ”

"Say it!" Belle lifted Erlang's legs, holding the teacup in her left hand and skillfully playing with the pen in her right hand.

"Do you know Han Miao?"

"The good girl in the Minoji-gumi?" Belle pouted disdainfully.

"Her brother Han Jue is a tiger detective, and he is responsible for solving Yujing's disappearance of children......"

"I know that," Belle raised an eyebrow, "and this year has a record number of children going missing." ”

"Han disappeared when he was investigating the case! Before he disappeared, he passed the spirit with Han Miao, but he erased the psychic location......"

"You want me to find out the location of the channel?" Bei Lu waved his pen and busied, and the information of Han Jue quickly appeared on the psychic mirror, from birth to disappearance, including the top-secret information that entered the White Tiger Hall also poured onto the mirror like a torrent.

Fang Fei touched the psychic mirror in front of him, and couldn't help but praise: "This mirror is really painted." ”

"Stupid!" the shaft of the Maker Pen fell on his head again, "It's true. ”

"So many?" Fang Fei looked at the mirrors all over the room in surprise, "How did you get into the Academy?"

"I brought it in a box. Belle was dedicated to two things, and the brush in her hand was not idle for a moment.

"Boxes?" Fang Fei remembered that the twins had brought a box when he entered the school, which was ridiculously heavy, and made the old students who greeted him suffer enough.

"This is Bei Shenzhu's Heavenly Dao Weapon?" Fang Fei gently stroked the mirror.

"Heavenly Dao Weapon?" Bel Lu glanced at him, "There is no such thing." Fang Fei was stunned: "Without the Heavenly Dao Weapon, how can you become a 'two-headed dragon'?"

"Because of a symbol. ”

"Fu?"

"A 'living talisman' with life created by Bei Shenzhu is also called 'spiritual root', and its full name is 'Root of Psychic Net'. It is one of the oldest psychic talismans, after the 'spiritual root' enters the psychic network, it constantly records thoughts, grows and evolves, and after 100,000 years of evolution, it is almost integrated with the psychic network. It can be said that nowadays the psychic network is the 'spiritual root', and the 'spiritual root' is the psychic network. ”

Fang Fei thought for a moment and asked again, "What's the use of the 'Spirit Root'?"

"It's hard to explain what it does in one sentence," Bei Lu tilted her head, "but Bei Shenzhu created it to hunt psychic ghosts. ”

"Psychic ghosts?" Fang Fei was stunned for a moment, "Why do you want to hunt them?"

"For balance," Belle said, "the number of psychic ghosts has increased dramatically since the popularity of psychic networks. Bei Shenzhu was afraid that too many psychic ghosts would be too strong, which would cause the collapse of the network, so he created a 'spiritual root' to hunt redundant psychic ghosts to maintain the relative balance of the psychic network. ”

"Has the 'Spirit Root' been passed down from generation to generation in the Bei family?" Fang Fei asked.

"The 'Spirit Root' has free will, and it chooses its own partners," Belle shrugged, "it chose us seven years ago. ”

Fang Fei thought to himself: "It's the same as the hidden book." Then he asked, "Why did you choose?"

"You have to ask the 'Spirit Root'," Bei Lu stopped her gesture and turned back and said, "From April to May, for a whole month, Han Jue kept erasing the psychic location, he was so careful, he should be the psychic judge in the demon disciples!"

"Shadow Demon Yan Ying?" Fang Fei was depressed when he thought of that black shadow, Bei Lu nodded sympathetically and said, "It's really tracking down the Shadow Demon, and his disappearance makes sense." ”

"Have you ever met a shadow demon?" Fang Fei asked.

"We've played against each other three times. Belle said.

"What's the result?" Fang Fei hurriedly asked.

"We didn't win and he didn't lose. ”

"Don't you have a 'spiritual root'?"

"The 'Spirit Root' didn't interfere, its mission is to maintain balance, it doesn't like us being the only family, and it's happy to see the Shadow Fiend and us check each other. ”

Fang Fei was sure of his mind and got back to business: "Can the psychic location be restored?"

"Yes, but it takes time," Belle patiently explained, "and any activity on the psychic network leaves a mark, which we call 'miracles.'" Miracles are eaten by psychics and decay over time. Han Jue used the 'Five Ghost Elimination Technique' to control the five psychic ghosts to eat the psychic location, and then throw them into the psychic net. It's like putting five fish into the sea, and if you want to get the miracle back, you have to catch all the fish first. I collected a sample of Han Jue's vitality and used it to detect his spiritual traces, but after such a long time, the spiritual traces were quite weak, and even if the 'spiritual root' helped, it would take five days!"

"Five days!" Fang Fei muttered quietly, Bei Yu saw his disappointment: "Did you bring a psychic mirror?" Fang Fei summoned the "Boye Water Mirror", Bei Yu took the mirror and said while writing: "I asked the 'Spirit Root' to open up an encrypted channel for you, you use it to contact me, and if you have news, I will tell you immediately." ”

"Thank you!" Fang Fei took the mirror and looked at the time, "I have to go." ”

"Goodbye!" Bei Yu beckoned, "Old pen demon, send off." ”

"Aha!" With a vigorous wave of the creation pen, a blue shining exit appeared in the corner of the wall, Fang Fei lowered his head and got in, climbed outside the wall to see that the "footprints" were already waiting there. He stepped on the "footprints" and slipped downstairs, looked around at no one, relieved, and ran towards the dragon tail area with his legs spread.

Fang Fei's figure went farther and farther, and a figure came out of the flowers next to the dormitory, with a black cloak, a blurred face, and his eyes shining like stars, watching Fang Fei disappear, and then dispersed like green smoke.