Wei Daofeng returned to the Jade Emperor Temple, two little Taoist priests were giving incense to the pilgrims, Wei Dao Chang glanced at it, and then silently returned to his abbot's hut.

The pilgrims outside were noisy, the Taoist closed the door of the hut, and immediately couldn't hear anything, the precipitated silence made the Taoist relax a little, the Fulong plan had just begun, but this eight-story green dragon was not on the ambush list.

He wasn't distressed by the lack of a mission reward, but worried about the bad situation in front of him.

The demon dragon has not been cleared yet, and the demon tiger has come to make trouble again, what is going on in this world?

The handsome Taoist took out a list, and there were some names of the ghosts written on it, several of which had been killed by the incense boy and the inn brothers and sisters, but there was one biggest problem at the moment - the owner of the tomb.

Once, he was a great general in the Han Dynasty, resisting the Huns wholeheartedly, originally he was guarding in Jiuquan City, suddenly one day the enemy attacked, he led 3,000 soldiers to resist to the death, and finally failed to wait for reinforcements, and all died.

They sang and wept.

However, they were not treated fairly, and the reinforcement generals, fearing the emperor's wrath, because of the delay in their aid, made up a lie that the defending soldiers were collaborating with the enemy.

Since none of the soldiers defending the city survived, the lie was confirmed, and the general was not only not made a hero, but was caught and suppressed in a broken vat.

Thousands of years of resentment eventually formed a terrible ghost.

His name is not in the history books, and the tombstone only reads "Dead Country Jing People".

"This terrible ghost, even Qi Lian Mountain God can't suppress it, how can I deal with it?"

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You Lan stood on the roof, looking into the distance with concern, and soon saw Wu Song and the others returning home safely, she jumped down with a smile.

"Tang Xiaomi, where is the demon dragon bone?"

"What do you want a keel?" Tang Xiaoxiao said in a chatter, "It was split into powder by Tang Xiaofeng's sword." Oh, I'll go, you didn't see it at the time, that scene is so spectacular!"

Xiaomi is a typical Liaodong girl, and after many years, the local accent has not changed, but the accent of the surrounding neighbors has changed somewhat.

The girl's Liaodong accent is very infectious, although it is far from the authentic Yayan, but it is still stronger than the stiff dialect in the Hexi region.

The Hexi dialect is as hard as the wind in Hexi. Bell, bell, like a cannon. was played to the extreme by Huang Laobustard and Widow Zhang. Just now, when I was waiting for my family to come back, I heard the two quarreling, and I don't know why they quarreled, anyway, they scolded each other fiercely.

It seems that Huang Lao Bustard scolded Widow Zhang for being shameless, Widow Zhang scolded Huang Lao Bustard for lacking virtue and smoking, and there were vicious words such as □□ ancestors and eighteen generations, which do not need to be described.

"Xiaofeng, I heard that you slashed the green dragon with a sword, but is it true?" You Lan didn't believe Tang Xiaomi very much.

When Tang Xiaofeng came back this time, he didn't mention it before, and there was always a trace of doubt between his eyebrows, as if he had suddenly disappeared.

At the same time, Youlan was also worried about whether this kid suddenly remembered something, but he regained his memory and recognized that he was not Shilan.

If so, is he about to leave himself?

"Kill the green dragon, what a lot of worry. ”

"That's an eight-layer green dragon, killed by you with a sword, have you already practiced to the ninth layer?"

"Why can't you go beyond the ninth floor?"

"It is said that a cultivator of the Outer Family Martial Arts will not be able to break through the nine-layer barrier. ”

"In the past, internal strength cultivators couldn't break through, but later, didn't they still fly up to a Yuan Infant Cultivator?"

You Lan was pleasantly surprised: "Could it be that you have also cultivated to the Yuan Infant?"

"I don't know. Tang Xiaofeng said lightly: "I just follow the method of external strength and cultivate internal strength, just like you once said, I am skipping a grade to cultivate." You ask me how many layers I have cultivated, if I calculate it myself, it is only the middle of the fourth layer, but the actual effect has already exceeded the eighth layer. ”

The girl's eyes are delicate.

Tang Xiaofeng suddenly fell into silence, and after a long time, he asked, "Lan Lan, where did you come from?"

"Looks like you're finally suspicious of me. ”

Tang Xiaofeng nodded: "Actually, I already knew that you were not Shilan. ”

"But why don't you say it? ”

"Because you're so similar, so similar that I can't tell the difference. Even twin sisters can't be like this. Your looks, your tempers, and even all your little hobbies, small actions, and careful thoughts are exactly the same. ”

"You want to know my past?"

"If you don't want to say it, you don't have to. ”

"But that doesn't affect you from staying, or leaving, right?"

"Yes, I already had a decision in my mind. ”

Yulan was in a low mood, "My past is miserable, I was only six years old that year......"

Eleven years ago, at the age of six, she moved with her mother from Pyongyang to her uncle's house in Liaodong (also known as Tang Xiaomi's family), and after a few months of living, she was forced to leave, fleeing all the way, and finally came to the distant Hexi Corridor.

At that time, she was still young, and she didn't know why she fled, but she remembered that the adults looked panicked at that time, and they ran day and night when they heard any wind.

Running and running, my uncle was gone, and then my aunt was gone, and finally even my mother was gone.

Since then, she has followed her third brother Wu Song, followed by a cousin Tang Xiaomi, who was a month younger than her, and her cousin was originally stronger than her, but at that time she contracted a cold and injured her trachea, causing her to be poor at running since then. (This is also the reason why Tang Xiaomi's breath is short, it is a miracle that she can survive, and it also creates her all-yang body.) Before meeting Hong Seventeen, Tang Xiaomi's long-distance running always suffered a loss, and he couldn't catch up with Youlan, who had excellent endurance. ）

Once they couldn't run anymore, the third brother, who was only thirteen years old, carried one on his shoulders and ran out for thirty miles, but even so, he still caught up with a group of men in black with knives behind them, they were fierce and vicious, their eyes were like fire, and they were so frightened that they screamed desperately.

At this moment, an old man in white suddenly floated down from the sky, he had a stick with white hair in his hand, and the old man waved his hand to the west, telling them to take refuge in Jiuquan.

Then the sleeves of the old man's robe flicked, and he suddenly disappeared, and when he looked back, the people who were chasing them had also disappeared.

Could it be that this is an immortal?

The immortals show the way, how can they not follow.

The three children traveled thousands of miles to Jiuquan.

She clearly remembered that it was a winter, hungry and cold, snowy, begging all the way, suffering from white eyes, and planting a hard seed in her heart at a young age.

"The ancestral home of the You family is Hangzhou, my father You Nianci was originally the minister of the Ming Dynasty in North Korea, the official was in a high position, and he was almost equal to the king of North Korea in Pyongyang, but he was later framed by the eunuchs, and he stayed by himself, but let his mother run away with me. The road was bumpy, and the third brother took us to the land west of the river. ”

"Who is that immortal?"

I can't remember it in a panic, but for some reason, when I see Gangfeng Daoren, I always feel like him. ”

Is it Gangfeng Dao people?

This old thing looks very unserious.

You Lan thought that Tang Xiaofeng would leave after asking about history, but Tang Xiaofeng didn't plan to leave at all, but sat back at the counter with a friendly face.

A smile began to appear on his face.