Of course, Huang Chang had long seen that something was wrong, and he had specialized in physiognomy, and he could see more things than Murong Ying:

I saw that the corners of his eyebrows and eyes were springy, and his steps were vain, a bit like overindulgence and being replenished - presumably with some banshee or female ghost. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 Info But he's very conscious, and there's no sign of being controlled at all. He had already left during the day, but he had come back at night of his own accord - he had done so voluntarily. ”

"I think we'd better stay here tonight and maybe save him. ”

Murong Ying is a warm-hearted person, but Huang Chang's heart is much colder:

"I don't think he's going to be grateful to us, and it looks like he's just been reinvigorated, and he's going to be sluggish for a few days or get sick, but it's not fatal. This guy has been here for a few days now, and he should be fine if he stays one more night. ”

"Maybe it's okay tonight, maybe it's okay. But in any case, I don't want to regret it in the future - if we could have saved his life and missed it. ”

Hearing Murong Ying say this, Huang Chang's eyebrows twitched, and then he laughed softly:

"I thought Master had only instilled his thoughts in me. ”

Murong Ying also smiled:

"The way of benevolence is not just for you, we are also taught regularly. ”

The two hurriedly discussed a few words, and finally decided to stay here tonight - with their skills and skills, they didn't have too many scruples, Huang Chang only planned to use the "Nether Eye" talisman to explore the way first. But since a human life is at stake, it's worth the risk they take a little.

However, Huang Chang still took all precautions - he released a messenger bird back, and asked Wu Daniu and Jin Rong to rush over, but don't enter the temple, just wait outside. In this way, if he and Murong Ying encounter a situation that is difficult to deal with, there will be two people outside to respond. As for Ji Ruo and the forty guard warriors, they were still waiting in the county town - even immortal cultivators couldn't cope with the danger, and it was useless for mortals to come up. Huang Chang brought them over in the hope of making a difference, not letting them die in vain.

After arranging all this, the two went to say hello to Wang Sheng, and then found a dilapidated house next to them to settle down. Although Wang Sheng told them that there were still empty houses here, he didn't really expect them to stay--seeing that these two people were both empty-handed, looking leisurely, no matter how you look at them, they are all passing by temporarily, and they are just coming in to have a fun and about to leave, who knows if they really stay?

Wang Sheng's doubts were quickly answered—these two people didn't need a bed or a cover, so they just sat cross-legged on the ground, their eyes slightly widened, as if they had entered a half-asleep state. Wang Sheng was a scholar and a bit of knowledge, and knew that this Taoist method of meditation was the easiest way to enter meditation, and that true cultivators could sit for months or even years at a time during retreat. According to the posture of these two people, they really don't need any luggage, they don't even need the broken monk's room, they can sit until dawn on any piece of land.

That Wang Sheng seemed to be quite depressed because of this, but this place was not his, and he was not qualified to say that he would not let people stay here. So, after a moment of helplessness, he shrank back into his room, spread out his pen and paper, lit a small lamp, and began to write all night—this scholar was quite diligent.

............

The moonlight is like water, reflecting in this small courtyard, lining all around a white place. In the dilapidated monk's room, Huang Mu and the others did not move like statues. But suddenly, as if there was a tacit understanding, the two opened their eyes at the same time, looked at each other, and a smile appeared on their faces at the same time.

Murong Ying's lips moved slightly, and a thin line of voice sounded in Huang Chang's ears - the technique of "transmitting sound into the secret" of the people of the rivers and lakes is also used by immortal cultivators:

"He did make a move. ”

Huang Chang nodded, but then made a quiet gesture towards Murong Ying, closed his eyes slightly, and made it look like he was still meditating and not waking up. And Murong Ying immediately followed suit-that Wang Sheng was tiptoeing out of his room, and deliberately went around here, glanced in from the broken window, and saw that the two of them were still in a meditative posture unchanged, so he cautiously walked towards the garden next to him.

The corners of the mouths of the two people in the room couldn't help but curl - this stupid scholar really thought that he could hide from the immortal cultivators? At this time, Huang Chang and Murong Ying were like this - relying on the sixfold heavenly cultivation and their innate strong spiritual power, they didn't even go out, and their divine senses were enough to cover the entire temple.

In the midst of the two of them's divine thoughts, the scholar sneakily walked through the Moon Gate Cave, stopped on the other side of the gable, and called in a low voice:

"Xiaolan, Xiaolan?"

No one answered the first few times, but the scholar was very resolute, and still kept calling, and after a while, there was movement at the other end of the garden, and only a small sound of footsteps was heard, as if someone was coming by dividing flowers and willows.

Huang Chang originally placed a "ghost eye" in the courtyard, but then he decided to keep it himself, so he recovered it - he should be generous when he should be generous, and he should still be saved, so he couldn't see the scene in the garden at this time. For fear of startling the snake, he didn't unscrupulously release his divine thoughts to scan indiscriminately, and could only use a trace of spiritual sense attached to the scholar's back, he could feel some of the surrounding conditions a little, and he heard the two sides talking, but he couldn't see the target.

But you can guess just by guessing, it must be a young and beautiful person with a good skin...... Banshee or ghost?Otherwise, the scholar wouldn't have sneaked out for a tryst in the middle of the night.

Sure enough, I heard a delicate "Wang Lang" from behind the wall, and the voice was so loud and glutinous that people couldn't help but beat their hearts when they heard it. The scholar looked even more anxious, and hurriedly asked:

"Why didn't you come to me tonight, I've written several paragraphs in my book, and I've been waiting, but you don't come. ”

Huang Chang, who was eavesdropping, couldn't help but shudder, and said in his heart, buddy, how you are. Why haven't you seen a woman in eight lifetimes? In this world, the theory of demons and ghosts eating people has never been superstition! When a beautiful woman suddenly appears in such a wild place, you dare not hesitate to sleep with her? If you are lucky that you haven't killed her once or twice, don't you look in the mirror and see what your face has become?