Chapter 147: True or False

"Good, good. Qing Xuan looked at Zhi Dan with a very happy smile on his face, as if everything he said was right, and what he wanted to do was normal, so he just nodded. Suddenly, as if he had thought of something, he reached out and groped for a while in his heart, and took out the extremely careful fake soul that he had wrapped.

Sure enough, then Qing thought very thoughtfully, and the bag was already empty, as if the soul inside had escaped and come back to life in front of him. This made Qing Xuan convinced, and at the same time explained to Zhi Dan: "Your soul, I have been here before. ā€

Zhi Dan said: "Do you put it in your heart?"

"Placed elsewhere, I don't feel at ease. Hou Qing just wanted to bring your soul to come-" Halfway through his speech, he frowned, stretched out his hand and pulled Zhi Dan away, until he was pulled to the depths of the mountain forest, feeling that no one should come over, and then he said a little embarrassedly: "My mana is low now, if Hou Qing comes, I may not be able to protect you." ā€

Although Zhe Dan is now only equivalent to a puppet, he still has some simple thoughts, so he thought in his heart: "Hou Qing is right, Qing Xuan is my best friend, but he seems to hate Hou Qing very much. ā€

"If you want to go to Juling now, you have to go this way. I don't know if you feel familiar here, this is Viletory Mountain, Juling is in the west, and I only knew it by shaking around. I'm here, although I can't get out, but I won't die for the time being, and you don't want to think about taking me out anymore, you must be careful. ā€

Zhedan naturally didn't know what kind of mountain this was, and he didn't know where Juling was. But since Qing Xuan had pointed him in the direction by mistake, he showed a gentle smile at him and continued with his words: "You have to be careful. ā€

So he walked in the direction pointed by Qing Xuan. He didn't notice Qing Xuan standing behind him, a complicated look on his face. He watched the cyan figure weave through the overlapping shadows of the trees until it was gone.

As soon as Zhi Dan walked out of the forest, he walked back from the other direction, he still remembered what Hou Qing said, and wanted to turn back to find him. But Hou Qing had already appeared behind him, his eyes were still covered with the black cloth, and he smiled like a young man full of evil spirit.

He was very happy to see Zhedan's obedient appearance, which was the happiest thing she had done in the past few days, except for blowing up the prison.

"He told you to go to Juling, didn't he?"

"Yes. ā€

"Then you go," Hou Qing straightened up from the bamboo he was leaning on, and said to Zhi Dan, "You will meet your apprentice Rong He, and maybe some people in the accident, but ...... I'm sure you can do a good job with this. ā€

Zhedan looked at him with some confusion, not knowing what he was referring to.

"Rong and Bi Qingxuan are not easy to deal with, I want you to kill him. ā€

"He's my apprentice. Zhedan looked even more confused.

"It is precisely because of this that I want you to kill, not myself," Hou Qing was as happy as a child who had been given candy: "This scene must be interesting, but unfortunately, I can't see it with my own eyes." However, he is a nine-tailed fox with nine lives, and it is impossible to kill him nine times. However, after he is killed by you, he will go down to earth to experience a calamity, and you only need to kill him again when he has experienced a calamity. ā€

Zhe Dan nodded: "Yes, I'll go now." ā€

Since Rong He killed three hundred heavenly soldiers at once last time, the people from the Heavenly Court have come to trouble him once, but he didn't do it this time, but instead scolded those people back. Since then, Juling Mountain has been much cleaner, he just makes tea, fishes and brews wine every day, but sometimes he suddenly feels lonely and confused. He wanted to go over to Houqing for revenge more than once, but everyone was persuading him not to go. So this incident has been tormenting him, so that he sometimes wakes up in the middle of the night, gets up and stares alone at the pool of water in the flower house.

Zhedan walked over from the other end of the Jiuqu Bridge when he was in a daze.

It was already deep that night, and all the creatures in the mountains fell into a deep sleep, except for Rong You. He felt that it was not a good thing for him to wake up for too long, and he couldn't sleep if he beat you, so he only put on a coat, lit the two lamps, and moved a small bamboo stool to sit at the door, like an old man in his seventies and eighties. As soon as he looked up, he saw Zhedan walking loosely towards him, because it was dark, and there were only fireflies left around except for the two lights, and he thought at first that it was a ghost walking on the bridge. Later, the more he looked at it, the more he felt that something was wrong, and by the time he noticed it, Zhedan had already walked in front of him.

He got up from the small bamboo stool with some sluggishness, and stared at Zhedan with a very strange look.

"Am I asleep? I'm dreaming?"

He had never dreamed, but this dream made him dare not wake up.

"Master?" he asked hesitantly, reaching out and poking his shoulder with a finger, feeling the touch of the fabric, and then slowly shrinking back.

"Are you stupid?"

"I'm not stupid, but this dream is too good......" he said only two words, and then tears flowed into his eyes. He cried and laughed, and then cried, like a man who had lost his mind. Obviously, he was so excited that he was almost speechless, but he still kept talking intermittently, and there was a tendency to stop: "Why did you come to my dream to find me now? Why did you go earlier? I haven't graduated yet, how can you die? I, I finally have a relative......

He touched a few handfuls of tears with his sleeve, and continued firmly and unquestionably: "Master, did you come to me today to ask me to avenge you? Don't worry, I will definitely kill Hou Qing with my own hands!"

He originally gave birth to a woman, and now when he cries, it is even more pear blossoms and rain, as if he is a complaining little daughter complaining that her lover left her and ran away, which is simply a pity for me. So Zhedan thought to himself: "Is my apprentice a man or a woman?"

But the doubt didn't last long, because Rong He had already reached out and wanted to drag him outside. He already had a desperate posture in his eyes, and he dragged him desperately, gritting his teeth and saying: "I'm dreaming, I'm going to kill Houqing now! It just so happens that Master, you are still there, I will kill him in my dream, and I will kill him again when I wake up......

Zhe Dan didn't expect him to come out like this, and he was a little overwhelmed, so he dragged him hard, making him feel the slightest pain in his wrist.

Rong He was stunned. He just stood on the bridge, looking down at his wrist, as if it was not his own, and then the whole person began to tremble: "Master, I, my hand is hurting......"

"Because you're not dreaming. ā€

At this moment, Rong He seems to have become a deaf person again. He looked at Zhedan in a daze, then stretched out his hand and patted him, as if he was going to shoot a phantom, and suddenly let out a loud scream.

The shouting was meaningless, just to show that he was about to go crazy with excitement now. He rushed to Zhedan with one arrow step, and wrapped his body with both hands, and he didn't let go.

"I—I'm not dreaming......," he said incoherently, and the great joy even overwhelmed him, and he didn't feel the strangeness of this Zhedan in front of him at all, but just said vigorously: "Master, you are not dead, great, great!"

Zhe Dan then also stretched out his hand to hug him, and the Cold Moon Knife in his hand slowly moved up from his waist and abdomen, but when he was about to touch his neck, Rong He suddenly let go of him: "Master, have you ever been injured, where did you go before?"

Zhi Dan quietly put back the knife in his hand, and said with a slight smile: "Do you want me to stand on the bridge and talk to you?"

Now Zhedan doesn't have much emotion, and he doesn't know what fear is. If he changes someone else, Rong and let go so quickly, if he hesitates a little, he will inevitably find out the clue. But Zhedan didn't seem to be worried at all that he wouldn't be able to kill him, looking at Rong He excitedly pulling his back on the bridge, he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Master, we thought that on the day you died, it snowed so heavily on Juling Mountain! I had never seen such a big snowfall, as if the whole mountain was going to be buried with you, but I didn't expect that this was just a trick you cast!"

Zhe Dan just smiled, groaned slightly, and briefly explained how his soul was preserved by Qing Xuan, and then he absorbed the essence of the mountains, rivers, plants and trees, but omitted a lot of things related to Hou Qing. Rong He felt that the master was a mountain saint, and he had no doubt about the spirit of the plants and trees. He, like Qing Xuan, was pleasantly surprised by Zhedan's sudden appearance, and he didn't have any other mind to delve into many of the things that were wrong, so he just thought: "It's better that he doesn't want to have another incident." ā€

"It turns out that Tianzun is really in Houqing's place!What is he going to do when he locks Tianzun up!" Rong He said where he was angry, and couldn't help but slam the table with that fist, but this punch was completely a vent of anger, if he really used spiritual power, compared to this table, he would be directly smashed.

"But Qingxuan is not dead, which is a good thing. He looked the same as before, except that he was a little thinner. ā€

He seemed to unintentionally emphasize the word "before", which meant that he was Zhedan, and he remembered everything in the past, and there was no difference between the present. But what he didn't know was that he underestimated Rong He's trust in him. Rong He didn't hear any difference in his tone at all, but he was angry in his heart about what happened to Qing Xuan.