On a deserted night, in the dilapidated Zhengqi Villa, Yang Xiao, Lin Daiyu, Ning Caichen, Zhiqiu Yiye and a little golden retriever mouse sat in front of the fire, talking and laughing.

Goodbye old man, between Yang Xiao and Ning Caichen, after communicating with each other, they unconsciously felt a little more emotional, and the most excited thing was Zhiqiu Yiye, he went down the mountain not long ago, but he didn't expect to meet Yang Xiao so soon, a master of the world, naturally wanted to take the opportunity to ask for more advice.

In this regard, Yang Xiao was not stingy, and by the way, he also pointed out Lin Daiyu, asking her to know more about the things in the cultivation world, after all, since she has embarked on this path, one day, when Yang Xiao leaves, she must face it in person, and it is always good to know more now.

The night was getting deeper, Ning Caichen couldn't support it at first, and slept against the straw by the wall, Lin Daiyu was also a little overwhelmed, and she meditated and meditated on the side, and the golden retriever also sat cross-legged beside her, meditating and practicing.

Seeing this, Zhiqiu Yiye couldn't help but widen his eyes: "Seniors are seniors, even such a little mouse who is not as big as a palm knows how to cultivate, and he is really a master!"

Yang Xiao didn't spy on the thoughts in his heart, otherwise he would have to laugh, he had a good impression of this little Taoist priest of the Kunlun faction, so he instructed him and taught him to enter meditation and cultivation, and then Gu Zi swallowed the Yuan Force, the inner heaven and earth expanded and expanded, and the twelve sea god beads fixed the twelve heavenly dimensions, gradually dissolved, and merged with heaven and earth.

The "rustling" night wind blows the grass and trees outside the house, the sound of rustling is non-stop, and in the mountains and forests, there seem to be thousands of ghosts running, and the inexplicable weird atmosphere covers the entire night sky.

Ning Caichen suddenly felt a little anxious. Then he got up and went out of the hall, and in a daze, a white shadow suddenly flashed in front of his eyes. Suddenly, his whole body was agitated, and he came to his senses, and there was an inexplicable fear in his heart.

"Could it be, there are ghosts, right?" It seems that a scholar like him originally believed that Zi Bu was silent and confused, but. An encounter with Xiao Qian in Lanruo Temple a few years ago has made him realize that in this world. There really are ghosts and gods!

He subconsciously wanted to go back to the house and look for Yang Xiao, Zhiqiu Yiye and others to help, these people are all cultivators, and there must be a way to catch and surpass the ghosts. However. Before he could turn around, a white shadow had already swept to his side, and a white silk wrapped around his body and dragged him into the mountains and forests!

"Ahh

"There are ghosts!Where are the ghosts?!" Hearing a loud shout, Zhiqiu Yiye suddenly woke up from the silence and suddenly opened his eyes. He jumped and threw himself out of the hall.

Lin Daiyu and Yang Xiao were also awakened. When Lin Daiyu heard this, she was immediately shocked and said, "Is there really a ghost?!"

Yang Xiao smiled and said, "Let's go, let's go out and have a look." With that, the two got up and walked outside the house, Lin Daiyu didn't forget to stuff the golden retriever into her pocket.

When the two of them left the house, they saw that in the grove not far away, Zhiqiu Yiye was fighting with six or seven white-clothed people, the other party was holding a knife and a sword, and each stretched out his hand.

Lin Daiyu couldn't help frowning and said, "Grandpa, these people in white don't look like monsters!"

"It's people. Yang Xiao said indifferently: "They are all martial artists, almost every one of them is a master above the innate realm, these people should be amazing beings in the secular world, and they will definitely not gather together for no reason, I think they want to do something here." ”

Zhiqiu Yiye is a master of the Kunlun faction, with strong strength and strong spells, naturally not comparable to these half-hung warriors, it's just that he protects a scholar Ning Caichen, and his combat power is greatly reduced, but he still has a lot of fun fighting with this group of people, he has no intention of hurting people, and he shouts again and again: "Who are you, pretending to be a ghost here, if you don't stop, I will use spells to freeze you!"

Ning Caichen was caught in the crowd, squeezed around, fell to the ground with an ordinary sound, and a piece of immortal lock fell straight out of his arms and fell to the ground, he remembered that this was something given to him by the old man in the cell, it was not easy to lose, and he hurriedly picked it up, but he never thought that he stepped on a piece of dead wood under his feet, and the whole person fell forward, and he was about to fall, and he unconsciously grabbed a mess of his hands, and actually taught him to grab the corner of the veil of a man in white.

"Snort-" With a piercing cracking sound, Ning Caichen fell to the ground, looked at the corner of the white yarn in his hand that was grabbed by himself, and hurriedly got up and said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to? Xiaoqian!"

Looking at the face of the woman in white in front of him, in an instant, his whole person was completely stunned, and his thoughts were fascinated, as if he had returned to the Lanruo Temple a few years ago.

Moonlit nights, woods, encounters!

"Indecent!" In a daze, the woman in white immediately raised her hand and gave Ning Caichen a slap, and as she spoke, she raised her sword and was about to stab Ning Caichen in front of him.

"I'll go, you forced me!" Seeing this, Zhiqiu Yiye knew that the situation was urgent, so he didn't keep his hand at the moment, and with a single palm, the true yuan converged, turning into red silk, outlining a huge rune in the palm of his hand.

"Divine Soldier Fire Flag, urgent as a law, fixed!"

The spell was opened, and the method of fixation was suddenly cast, and Zhiqiu Yiye spread out his palm, and the sharp edge enveloped the several white-clothed people who were fighting with him, and fixed them alive.

Seeing this, the woman in white couldn't help but be taken aback, and hurriedly raised her sword edge and put it on Ning Caichen's neck, and said coldly: "What kind of demon art are you, let them go quickly, otherwise I will kill him!"

Seeing this, Zhiqiu Yiye couldn't help but feel a big headache, this damn scholar is really not enough to succeed and more than to lose!

At this time, another woman in white picked up the immortal lock plate that Ning Caichen had lost on the ground, and said in surprise: "Zhuge Wolong?

Before Ning Caichen could speak, the white-clothed woman who held him hostage had already quickly put down the sword in her hand, and said respectfully: "Junior Fu Qingfeng, bring your sister Fu Yuechi to meet your senior!"

Zhiqiu Yiye was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but say, "Aren't you called Ning Caichen?"

"Yes, yes!" Ning Caichen nodded again and again: "I am Ning Caichen, not a Zhuge Wolong senior." ”

Fu Qingfeng said: "The predecessor Shenlong saw the beginning but not the end, I know that you want to hide your true identity, we will definitely keep it secret for you, and in the future, we will remember in our hearts that Ning Caichen is Zhuge Wolong, and Zhuge Wolong is Ning Caichen!"

Fu Yuechi also said: "Senior, our father is the former governor of Liangzhejiang Fu Tianqiu, because he was framed by traitors and sent to the capital to be beheaded, so we wanted to rob the prisoner car halfway to save people, I didn't expect to meet Zhuge Wolong's predecessors here, and ask the seniors for advice." ”

Zhiqiu Yiye was stunned, and immediately said loudly: "It turns out that after your side is Zhongliang, one is the legendary Tongtian Bo Bachelor, which is really rude." Saying that, he hurriedly untied the immobilization method of those white-clothed people, and everyone came to Ning Caichen to salute.

Outside the woods, Lin Daiyu couldn't help but be dumbfounded: "Grandpa, is that poor scholar really the legendary Tongtian Bo Scholar Zhuge Wolong?"

Yang Xiao said with a smile: "When the fake is true, it is true, when it is false, it is also true, some things, why bother to distinguish so clearly, do you care whether he is Zhuge Wolong or Ning Caichen, for us, what is the difference"

Lin Daiyu nodded, as if she understood something, but felt that she had failed to grasp the point of Yang Xiao's words.

Everyone returned together, and Zhiqiu Yiye saw Yang Xiao and others at the door, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "No wonder he has a friend like a senior person, it turns out that this scholar is the legendary Tongtian scholar Zhuge Wolong, he rode my horse, it is really my life's honor!"

When Yang Xiao heard this, he glanced at Lin Daiyu, one big and one small, and they were speechless.

Seeing Fu Qingfeng, Yang Xiao finally knew why Ning Caichen recognized the wrong person, I have to say that she and Nie Xiaoqian look too similar, they are exactly the same, although several years have passed, but Yang Xiao still clearly remembers Nie Xiaoqian's appearance until now, naturally, it is no wonder that Ning Caichen will treat Fu Qingfeng as Nie Xiaoqian.

Soon, he felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity, of course, this familiarity did not come from his appearance, but because he felt a familiar True Yuan fluctuation in Fu Qingfeng's body.

"Pure Yang True Yuan, no, it's not Pure Yang True Yuan, it can only be regarded as Pure Yang True Qi, but in this world, except for Lin Daiyu, there are no other descendants!" Yang Xiao's eyes flashed with a look of surprise, and then he suddenly remembered that when he first entered the world of Liaozhai, he had saved a girl named Fu Qingfeng under the hands of the old demon of Black Mountain, could it be that these two were the same person?

I silently calculated the time in my heart, after a few years, that little girl is now slim, it doesn't seem to be an incredible thing, the only thing that makes people feel amazing is that her appearance will be exactly the same as Nie Xiaoqian, perhaps, in the dark, there is really her own providence.

"Xiaoqian, do you really not remember me?" Ning Caichen was already a little confused, he untied the burden he was carrying, took out a picture scroll and opened it, and a delicate and graceful girl jumped on the paper, with an outstanding temperament.

"Ten miles of Pinghu is full of frost, and every inch of green silk is sad. Look at each other for the moon-shaped, only envy the mandarin duck and not the immortal. ”

After a few years, seeing this poem again, Yang Xiao couldn't help but look stunned, Lin Daiyu was proficient in poetry and books, and understood the meaning of the poem, only to feel that he suddenly saw a love in front of him, and his eyes suddenly turned red.

"Alas" couldn't help but sigh in his mouth, Yang Xiao stepped forward, stretched out a hand, and put it on Ning Caichen's shoulder: "Brother Ning, she is not Xiaoqian" (to be continued......)