When she had said this, she walked through the courtyard on a piece of flesh, but not a single piece of flesh was touched on the soles of her feet.

I walked to the door of the courtyard before I turned back again: "Is there something wrong with you two looking for me?"

Congyunzi moved his Adam's apple with difficulty: "Tomorrow, there will be a Baohua meeting ...... "Fisherman's Fishing Map"...... Yes, it will be. We heard that you ......"

"Fisherman's fishing. Liu Ling stopped and thought for a while, "Delusional robbery?"

“...... Be. I think you must have survived that catastrophe, but after all, this picture scroll was made by a worldly painter...... It's a novelty......"

"I'll go. Liu Ling didn't hesitate at all, turned around and walked out of the courtyard.

......

......

At night, Weicheng gathers in the hall.

The guild hall in Weicheng is similar to a hotel, but it is a government office. Officials from all over the world would stay here, and wealthy businessmen would love to come here. The scenery here is good, the feng shui is good, the pavilions are good, and the kaki and maiko are also good.

The place where Master Pei Jiezi stayed was the Huxin Courtyard. But it's not "an annex in the center of a lake", but a "villa for a girl in the middle of the lake".

The unbearable beauty had fallen asleep, and her shoulders exposed outside the brocade quilt were gilded silver by the moonlight outside the window, smooth without a trace of flaws. Even if she fell asleep, the slightly open sandalwood mouth was still beautiful - Master Pei Jiezi rubbed the corners of her mouth with his fingers, remembering the two red lips and flexible fragrant tongue just now, and his heart was upset again.

But I felt sorry for the beauty who was tired just now, so I just hugged and rubbed under the quilt, thinking about where to go next.

It wasn't his intention to go out for a walk, but he had to walk like this. The people of his Qin family had to travel the world to increase their experience before they succeeded to the national teacher, so that they could serve His Majesty the Emperor.

But in fact, to serve His Majesty, where is the use of "traveling the world" - "traveling the beauty of the world". Anyway, His Majesty spends most of the year in the harem...... It's just a matter of fun.

Weicheng is a big city in the world, and it also deserves the praise of Wuhua Tianbao. It's a pity that the beauty is a little inferior. There is no northern beauty's ice muscle and jade bones, and there is no southern beauty's delicate cuteness.

But I heard that there was a fairy in the city.

It is said to be a fairy of the cave......

Immortals.

For cultivators, Pei Jiezi would not really be an immortal like those ignorant mortals. He was not a monk, but after all, he was a wealthy family. Not only did I meet the monks, but I also talked and befriended them.

No matter how high a practitioner is, he also needs to be supported by mortals. The emperor is the son of heaven of mortals, and when the emperor has something, the monks always have to help. He had seen the monks of the genre, and the monks of the cave had also seen them once.

But the nun of Dongtian, who is said to be the head of the Pontifical See, has never seen it.

His Majesty hasn't seen it either.

I don't know if it's really as beautiful as a fairy -- but what does a fairy look like? No one has ever seen it......

Master Pei Jiezi is still very young, but he is only twenty-four or five years old. Therefore, once the mind diverges, it is really difficult to stop.

He was so engrossed in his mind that he didn't notice that the unextinguished candle in the room was faintly dimmed.

Didn't pay attention to the slight "pop" sound—it was the sound of the guard falling to the ground.

After a quarter of an hour, I suddenly heard the sound of "knock knock".

The voice interrupted his train of thought, Pei Jiezi frowned and turned his head, I don't know what kind of thing would make the guards disturb him at such a time. So he lowered his voice: "What's wrong?"

But no one replied to him, and the sound of "knock knock knock" continued. Pei Jiezi raised his voice: "I heard it!"

Still no one paid any attention to him.

He got angry, lifted the quilt, and went to the bedside to look for his robe, intending to do anything, but to open the door first and teach the one who knocked.

But the moment his fingers touched the soft and smooth apricot silk robe, his movements stopped abruptly.

He is not only from a wealthy family, but also an only son, and he is alone, so he must have something to protect himself.

For example, this is a "ghost talisman" that hangs on the door every night before going to bed, and is said to have been written by a Taoist priest of the school of the Transforming Realm.

There is also the "Shuangjun Town Ghost Map" left by his grandfather, Master Dao Meizi, which is also hung on the door.

Now...... The "Ghost Picture of Shuangjun Town" has already been ignited. The faint green flames almost completely burned this priceless picture scroll in the world, and the black and white Yan Jun on the picture had a distorted and strange expression, slowly jumping in the flames.

And the "ghost talisman" above it was originally written on the gold medal with cinnabar. At this moment, the rune written by the Taoist priest of the Transformation Realm ...... It's glowing red like crazy!

Pei Jiezi's eyes suddenly widened, and he felt that his mind was buzzed by an unknown force.

After two breaths, he gasped frantically, grabbed his robe in his hand, and quickly put it on.

Then dragging his trembling legs, it took a few tries to blow out the four fire candles in the room. Once the room was darkened, he could see the blood-red runes more clearly, as well as ......

A huge figure outside the door.

He stared at the figure for a moment, sat on the ground, and recited the Sutra several times before he had the strength to stand up again and touch his pen from the table. The body of the pen is densely covered with intricate incantations, and the tip of the pen even faintly shines in the night - this is both a pen and a magic weapon. In fact, there are more than a dozen such pens in the treasure bag at the other end of the room. But he really didn't have the courage to walk through the dark room anymore.

I recited the sutra more than a dozen times, and the sound of "knock knock knock" did not stop.

The huge figure outside the door, knocking patiently at the door, and occasionally looking down—as if to see why the people in the room had not opened the door.

Each time it struck, the red glow of the rune trembled.

It's getting bleaker.

Pei Jiezi gathered some courage, and was finally able to get up again, walked a step away from the door, and used the pen to poke the oiled paper on the window lattice. The oiled paper in the gathering hall was of excellent quality, and he didn't break it. This moment almost exhausted all his courage, and he was so panicked that he was about to cry. But he still gritted his teeth and stabbed again.

Finally broke.

But the strength was great, and the hand trembled, so he opened a long gap.

Pei Jiezi hurriedly took two or three steps back, but he didn't fall down.

He was indeed scared to death, he had seen this for the first time. Even the "Shuangjun Town Ghost Map" left by his grandfather and the "Ghost Talisman" of the Taoist master couldn't stand the demonic power of the thing outside the door...... He knew he couldn't do anything else!

But at the same time, he also knew that if he wanted to save his life tonight, he had to see what the one outside the door was!

The shadow stopped. After a pause, he slowly lowered his head and approached the breach.

Pei Jiezi gasped and almost fell unconscious. But he managed to hold on and see clearly.

It was a big ghost with a face like an old melon's skin, eyes like brass bells, a bloody mouth, and hands like eagle claws, staring at him from the cracks. When the big ghost saw him, he laughed and said in a loud voice: "Why don't you open the door?"

Pei Jiezi gritted his teeth, took a deep breath, and said according to those memories in his mind: "The ghost king should have been greeted when he passed by. But the house is simple, and there are no three animals......"

Before he could finish speaking, the big ghost became angry, slapped the door with his paws, and said, "Why don't you open the door?"