The night is as cool as water, the ancient city of Jinling is still brightly lit, and there is an endless stream of people coming and going. Jurong, at the junction of the two counties of Jintan is located Maoshan Mountain, which is known as the "first blessed land" in the "72 blessed lands in the world".

With the rise of film and television dramas, Maoshan has left a mysterious color in the hearts of many Chinese, with the development of tourism resources in recent years, Maoshan as a major highlight of tourism, various tourism engineering construction, making the quiet Maoshan in the past also full of noisy atmosphere, tourists pilgrimage heart mixed, mostly to seek the blessing of the gods, but also delusional to contaminate a trace of immortality, so as to ensure that life is smooth and green.

The main peak of Maoshan Mountain, Damao Peak, is 372.5 meters above sea level and is the highest peak of Maoshan Mountain. There are rows of Taoist courtyards in the lush forests of the mountain, in the middle of this night, the red lanterns on the courtyard are still flashing with gaudy red, the Taoist courtyard is up, it is an undeveloped dense forest, most of the visitors pray for gods and worship immortals in the Taoist courtyard, and then go down the mountain and leave after seeking peace of mind, and the road in the forest is difficult to walk, so it is usually inaccessible here.

In the middle of the night, the lush branches and leaves of the forest are densely stacked in one place, and the moonlight blocks the outside, so that the forest is dark, and the dense black seems to be about to condense into water, and stepping into the forest is like falling into an endless whirlpool, which is terrifying.

The trees here are born and raised, grow with the edge, or stand upright, or coil and lie on the dragon, with different postures. Passing through the shadows of the trees, a thin figure was moving towards the depths of the forest, the figure walking unhurriedly, every step was exactly right, as if it had been measured with a ruler. If anyone is here, they will definitely feel strange and even frightened, obviously he only has a fixed forty or fifty centimeters of each step, but after every three steps, he is nearly ten meters away from the place where he stood three steps ago. The figure is covered in distorted lines, a sign of severe disruption to the space.

The figure groped on the body, took out a finger thick fire fold, blew it to the mouth, the flame jumped and ignited, becoming the only light in the darkness, through the firelight, the appearance of the person who came gradually became clear, a pair of bright eyes on the white and slender face are very good-looking, but the slight bulge between the eyebrows caused by the perennial locking is like a melancholy that cannot be soothed, destroying the beauty of harmony between the eyebrows and eyes, the slightly white shawl long hair is pulled at will, and the beard on the cheeks adds to the male charm. Unaffected by the horrors of his surroundings, this classical gentleman who seemed to have come from the Middle Ages in Europe was even more inclined to believe that he was now in the brightly lit palace garden, admiring the blooming tulips and sipping the Malmsey wine from his glass, rather than the dense forest of dead leaves.

The fire fold in the man's hand was suddenly dyed with a touch of blue, with the beating of the flames, the whole flame turned into a faint blue, and a source of wind suddenly rose in the dense forest, blowing up the fallen leaves, when the leaves fell, and then looked at the man, there was no trace in the empty dense forest, and everything returned to its original appearance, the man walked in the thick fallen leaves, and did not disturb a single fallen leaf, let alone leave a trace......

Qizheng, the 52nd generation of Maoshan Ming Shouyu is the first disciple of the emperor. At this moment, he was sitting on the guard platform outside the Ming Shou Imperial Gate, staring blankly at the dark staircase at the end. The so-called guard is to guard the only road to the outside world to prevent people from entering by mistake and the enemy from invading, and the popular point is night security. It wasn't him tonight, but at dusk the master instructed him to take over the guard class tonight, greet a guest and take the guest to meet him, so he stood on the guard platform and waited from Shen Shi, and more than three hours passed, and the night grew thicker, and the cold moonlight covered him with a layer of dew, but the end of the steps was still shrouded in darkness.

Qi Zheng was bored and picked up the stone on the ground and threw it away, muttering in his mouth, "Why hasn't this come yet? It can't be that the master lied to me, right? In order to punish me for secretly cutting a hole in the crotch of his pants last time, causing him to be embarrassed during teaching? No, I have compensated him for the photo book of Teacher Bo that Uncle Mingzhou gave me, the old man won't be so stingy, right?"

"It's been a long time since I've seen anyone from the outside world, and if the old man hadn't let me out before I was twenty years old, I would have wanted to go out and see it. The Ferris wheel photographed on Doule looks so fun, and you must sit with Ling Qi once after you go out. Thinking of that scene, Qizheng couldn't help but be happy, and his mind was a little trance-like, not noticing that at the end of the stairs that he had been staring at all night, a thin and slender figure was walking from the darkness towards Ming Shouyu.

Qizheng, who was in a daze, suddenly felt a black shadow flashing in front of his eyes, and a spirit stood up from the ground, and his hands hurriedly made a seal movement. Qizheng's hands are good-looking, with distinct knuckles, delicate texture, and even flesh and bones, and when he makes a seal movement, his already white hands become more and more white, and even gradually transparent, and his green tendons and flowing blood under the skin can be seen in the haze.

"Who is it?", Kai shouted at the black shadow, his handsome face covered with a solemn look. Ever since he became a three-vein ghost slayer, he could spy on the strength of people who were higher than him, but he couldn't see the depth of this black shadow in front of him, which made him very jealous.

"Sanqing Yushou, are you a Qizheng kid?" The black shadow completely walked out of the darkness shrouded in front of him at this moment, revealing the face of a classical European nobleman, and his easy-going smile made people feel as comfortable as tasting a glass of BACARDI rum.

"Are you?......" Qi Zheng looked at this somewhat familiar face and wondered, he was sure that he had met this person before, but he couldn't remember his name.

"Can't you remember? It's no wonder, it's been a long time, I remember when I was a child, I hugged you and bought you candy to eat, this time it's more than ten years, and it's normal to not remember. The middle-aged man shook his head with a smile and spoke to Qizheng in a loving tone like an elder. "I'm your little uncle Wang, Wang Liwen, do you remember?"

"Uncle Wang, oh, it's Uncle Xiao, I haven't seen you for many years!" Qi Zheng was awakened by a word, and a lot of memories about this man popped up in his mind. Wang Liwen, the fifty-second generation disciple of Ming Shouyu, the little junior brother of his own master, the heavenly extreme eye of the ghost vein, a pair of yin and yang wheel eyes to break countless ghosts, treat people with a gentle personality, and kill ghosts ruthlessly, and people give him the nickname "Smiling Yama". When Qizheng was a child, Wang Liwen often came to Ming Shouyu, and brought some delicious and fun outside to Qizheng and other disciples, and told a lot of interesting things, but then the number of times he came back gradually decreased, and he never even appeared again, and Qizheng also asked the master many times because of this matter.

"Yes, it's been a long time since I've been back to Ming Shouyu, and you've grown so big, and life flies really fast. If it weren't for the message from my brother asking me to come back this time, I don't know when I would have to come back? Oh yes, I'm in a hurry this time, I forgot to bring you some Cuban sugar and golden chicken biscuits, don't blame Uncle Shi, little gluttonous cat. Wang Liwen joked with a smile.

In just a few words, it evoked the memories of childhood in Qizheng's heart, and eliminated a little strangeness with the little uncle in front of him.

Qizheng had an embarrassed smile on his face, and said embarrassedly, "Uncle Shi, don't laugh at me for being greedy when I was a child, I didn't understand it at that time, I always love to rob my brothers and sisters, that's right." Qi Zheng suddenly remembered the master's advice, swept away the embarrassment on his face, and looked solemn, "It seems that the master asked me to greet you here, and he asked me to take it to the Imperial Shrine as soon as I arrived at the guest, and asked Uncle Shi to go with me immediately." ”

"Okay, I'll go over and find Senior Brother right away. ”

The two of them didn't talk nonsense, and immediately walked towards the Ming Shou Palace......