Chapter 162: The Legend of the Ghost Fox
'Qiang', the willow sword was pulled out from the stone, turned into a white light and turned back, Zhou Qian held the hilt of the sword, looking at its appearance, it was more like a rotten wood in the mountains, rather than a fairy treasure;
Just sighing, Xiao Liu has already run away, presumably chasing the demon corpse fire pill that day, this magic pill is more attractive than Zhou Qian, and he is especially attracted to people in this faction, if the oil is better than rats, the beauty is a perverted ghost, and he has already coveted three feet.
The sound of breaking the air sounded, and I saw the cyan sword light shooting from not far away, one zhang long, magnificent, immortal aura, looking at its appearance, you can know that the person of the sword is the Daomen sword immortal, and Zhou Qian is particularly familiar.
In the confusion in his heart, the wind crossed, the sword light stopped the momentum, stopped three feet in front of him, and the sturdy figure stood up from the wide sword, and said with a smile: "Who am I, it turns out that the little junior brother is here, why, the little fairy junior sister is actually willing to let you out of the mountain?"
"Second senior brother?" Zhou Qian was particularly surprised, the purpose of his trip was to find the two senior brothers in Yangzhou and hand over the letter, but he didn't expect to meet here, is it really a coincidence?
The two met by chance, had a closeness, chatted about the past, Song Dazhu smiled and said: "I heard in Yangzhou that there are rumors of ghosts here, it just happens that there is nothing to do in the past few days, so I came here to take a look, how did I expect to meet you kid, it is really a combination of karma, it is difficult to express it!"
Zhou Qian suddenly, and for this reason, Song Dazhu said again: "I saw in the distance that there was a lot of demonic aura hovering above this palace, so I immediately rushed over, what happened?"
After hesitating for a moment, Zhou Qian finally decided to tell the truth, he believed that the second senior brother's personality would not betray his family; therefore, except for the "Taishang Meditation Technique" passed on by the sixth senior sister, because it involved the interests and interests of others, the rest were all told, and even the cultivation of the Yin Demon Sword Finger was a magic power of the Demon Sect.
Song Dazhu scratched his head in distress after hearing this, and sighed: "Little junior brother, what are you not good at learning, you have to cultivate the demon method of the Demon Gate of Nalaoshzi, if this matter is heard by Senior Brother Qin, then I don't know how long I will be angry, he cares most about the difference between these portals, but this can't be all blamed on you, the situation is forced to do it, and calling him a senior brother may not be able to do better." I'll help you hide this matter, in short, don't practice again in the future, the magic skill is the best and charming, but it's not my old Song empty words!"
When Zhou Qian heard this, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and the second senior brother was really relieved, and said gratefully: "Thank you senior brother for including it, there will be no such thing in the future!"
Song Dazhu patted Zhou Qian's shoulder when he heard this, and said with satisfaction: "Brother of the same sect, why don't you say anything." ”
With a big move, the sword light that stopped in the air suddenly turned into a giant sword and retracted into the scabbard on its back, and a person fell.
Zhou Qian wondered, "What's the situation?"
"This scholar seems to have fallen in love with a female goblin. ”
"Oh, that's weird, what's going on?"
"I was bumped into by my old Song and slashed her with a sword. ”
“......”
A black spot on the horizon kept getting bigger, showing the figure of Xiao Liu, and he shouted excitedly: "Brother Zhou, I searched all around, and found a total of three Heavenly Demon Corpse Fire Pills, this time I made a lot of money!"
With a sweep of his eyes, he saw Song Dazhu's strong body, was stunned, and asked, "Who are you?"
"Old Song Qingcheng sent a disciple of Yuxu Peak. Song Dazhu arched his hand.
Xiao Liu's complexion changed greatly, and he hurriedly shouted at Zhou Qian: "Brother Zhou, run!
“......”
After a while, Xiao Liufang remembered that his 'Brother Zhou' was also a disciple of Qingcheng, and the two were from the same school, so he said embarrassedly: "After a long time, I almost forgot." Zhou Qian could only laugh bitterly and laugh at himself.
Three days later, Song Dazhu was chatting with Xiao Liu at the gate of Hu'er Mansion, the second senior brother was open-minded, and he didn't care about Xiao Liu's different backgrounds, and even taught him a lot of cultivation experience, but they got along quite well.
"Senior Song, Brother Zhou is coming out today, right?"
"Well, the little junior brother said that he was guarding the tomb of the two mortal elders for three days, and today is the last day. ”
In the middle of the words, Pu Shanlin walked out of the house in a loose manner, holding a pen in one hand, rice paper in the other, and strange words in his mouth, passing by the two of them without looking back, as if he had not seen the two at all.
"This sour scholar is sick again? Every day he goes to the coffin shop to write paintings and poems, or does he want to pay tribute to his ghost wife, where did he come from?" Xiao Liuwan was puzzled.
"Scholars, how can anyone not be crazy. ”
The big sunset mountain, it is almost dusk, the sky is red, the west wind rolls, the dead leaves are flying, a good parting time, the four of them side by side, go to the outside of the city, the shadow is slanting eastward, the more slender.
"Scholar Pu, is your illness cured?"
"Where did Xiaosheng get sick, the six young heroes must not ruin the reputation of staying immortals. ”
"It's okay, my brain is not bad, and I won't delay entering Beijing to catch the exam. ”
"Xiaosheng doesn't enter Beijing anymore, and he doesn't go to the top exam, life is like a white horse, fleeting, if it is only wasted on fame and fortune, wouldn't it be a pity!"
"And what are you going to do?"
"The land of the Central Plains, the mountains and rivers are so majestic and magnificent, if you don't take a look, it will be like a jewel covered with dust, and the sword is covered with ashes, which is really a pity, and Xiaosheng wants to write a book to write all the sorrows and sorrows in the world and the vicissitudes of life. ”
"I don't see that you have such ambitions, have you thought of the title of the book?"
"The tentative title is "The Legend of the Ghost Fox", and I haven't made a final thought yet, or I don't know if it's named after my study, but the first article is done, how many heroes can imagine it?"
"Oh, then I'll lend you a book. ”
Zhou Qian took the paper, Xiao Liu and Song Dazhu both leaned over their heads, the ink was fragrant, and the slender fonts fell into view, like sand scratches, hearty.
'Ning's family, a native of Zhejiang, is generous and refreshing, incorruptible and self-respecting, and each pair says: "There is no difference in life......
"This is Xiaosheng's own statement-" Pu Shanlin explained beside him.
"Really?" Xiao Liu squinted at it, his face full of disbelief.
The story is very exciting, and its experience in the past few days is quite similar, is a scholar overnight in the demon temple, met a female ghost, the two fell in love, but the temple master tree demon grandma stopped it, forced to separate, and there is a bearded sword fairy called Chixia Taoist, by the temple, ask for its help, the two went through a lot of hardships, and finally killed the demon and destroyed the demon, and the scholar hugged the beauty......
"A few years later, Ning Guo Dengjinshi, his ghost wife Nie gave birth to two sons, a sixth son, and a dry child, all of whom were voiced. After reading it, Zhou Qian was silent, and suddenly turned his head and asked, "Liu'er?"
"The two of us became your sons?" Xiao Liu said angrily.
"Let's listen to Xiaosheng's explanation," Pu Shanlin hurriedly waved his hand and said: "The two heroes are rich in jade quality, and their skills are extraordinary. ”
When Xiao Liu heard this, he immediately lost his anger, patted him on the shoulder and said: "Then write the six heroes in a majestic manner, and don't care about your mistakes." ”
"Actually, Xiaosheng envy a few of you even more. "Pu Shanlin is quite affectionate.
"Why?"
Although Xiaosheng's characters can go up to the Qing Ming and go down to the underworld, but in the end it is a conjecture, and a few people can really experience this situation, if Xiaosheng is a person who writes stories, the whole life of several heroes is a living biography chapter. ”
The three of them looked at each other, they didn't think that Pu Shanlin, a sour scholar, could have such feelings, they all had an incredible feeling, for a long time, Zhou Qian laughed and teased: "It seems that Zhou has to perform his own story very excitingly, so as to live up to his life's ambition, so as not to be inferior to you!"
"That week, let's compare and see if you do it well or if I write it well!"
I looked up and thought about it, and then responded: "Okay!
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