Maoshan ghost hunter

Master Daoyuan frowned slightly, and said, "Did you see the sword hanging on Fu Mingzi's waist? Is it the Seven Star Dragon Spring Sword?"

"It should be the scabbard." Ye Shaoyang also looked at the scabbard around Fu Mingzi's waist before.

Master Daoyuan looked at him, dazed, and said: "Then why are there two swords?"

"You asked this question before." Ye Shaoyang said, "It's not that there is an extra sword, but that this world has an extra person like me who shouldn't be here."

Daoyuan Daoyuan said: "I know, this cannot be judged by common sense. It's just that seeing two Seven Star Longquan swords, this feeling...is a bit weird."

Ye Shaoyang smiled wryly, the feeling in his heart was far more than weird.

Turning his head to look at Maoshan's group again, he happened to see the ten-year-old boy looking back at him, his eyes full of bewilderment.

Ye Shaoyang also stared at him.

The boy looked at him as he walked, his steps gradually became crooked, and he walked to the side of the road. It was a slope. Ye Shaoyang saw that he was about to fall, and was about to remind him, but it was too late, the boy slipped and fell down.

Ye Shaoyang was speechless, this child is really cute.

"What are you doing!" Fu Mingzi scolded the boy, stretched out his hand and pulled him up from under the slope, the boy looked back at Ye Shaoyang again, and then hurried away with Fu Mingzi.

Ye Shaoyang's heart was full of curiosity, and he asked Master Daoyuan who the child was, but Master Daoyuan said he didn't know, he had never seen him before.

"Master, do you know that person?" the boy asked Fu Mingzi as he walked.

Fu Mingzi also turned his head and asked the boy to identify him. Knowing that it was Ye Shaoyang, he shook his head and said, "I don't know him. I don't even dare to say his master. Maybe he is a disciple of some small sect."

Turning to look at Yun Chunsheng, he found that Yun Chunsheng's brows were tightly furrowed, and he hurriedly asked, "What is Master thinking?"

Yun Chunsheng said: "That boy...I always feel that something is wrong, I can feel that he deliberately hid his aura...but there is still a trace of leakage, in the aura, it is vaguely similar to my Maoshan... "

Each sect's cultivation mentality is different, which causes some subtle differences in the aura of each sorcerer.It's like a particularly experienced policeman can often spot a thief in a crowd at a glance - even if the thief is not committing a crime, there is always a slight difference in expression and eyes from ordinary people, which ordinary people can't feel.

The same is true for mages, mages of different sects, with the externalized aura of stellar qi, ordinary mages will never feel the difference between them, but Yun Chunsheng can feel it.

Hearing what his uncle said, Fu Mingzi was stunned for a moment, and turned his head to look. At this time, they had already turned a corner, and Ye Shaoyang and the others were no longer in sight.Fu Mingzi said: "Uncle, maybe this young man's mentality is similar to mine in Maoshan, so his breath is also similar. It's not a big deal. He can't be a disciple of Beizong."

"Beizong, there is no such talent."

"Talent? Why do I think he is so ordinary?" Fu Mingzi was puzzled.

Yun Chunsheng said: "Fu Mingzi, your magic power is profound, and you are not bad in all aspects, but you are not good enough in physiognomy. This young man has a full life and slender Dao lines. He is an excellent talent for cultivating the Tao."

Fu Mingzi nodded slowly, and said: "But if you were born in a small sect and not selected by the magic guild, even if you are a talent, you will be buried." Then he smiled at Yun Chunsheng: "Did Master develop a love for talents? "

Seeing that Yun Chunsheng was silent, he added another sentence: "Master, don't worry about it anymore. Since ancient times, geniuses have always emerged in endlessly. Back then, the Magic Guild selected seven teenagers in a row. Which one is not a genius? Now these people have their own talents. After learning, among the disciples of the same generation in the world, who can compete with them?"

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2249 Zhang Xiaohan 1

Yun Chunsheng sighed, and said, "This is Xingyue Slave's strategy. The seeds were planted more than ten years ago, and today it finally bears fruit."

"Uncle, these seven disciples are indeed very strong, but compared to you, there are several masters of different sects, so they may not be able to compete for the first opportunity, right?"

Yun Chunsheng glared at him, and said slowly: "You still don't understand that the people trained by Xingyue Slave are not against us old guys. As we old guys die one by one, in the younger generation Among them, who else can compete with them, and they will be able to control the entire magic world without having to do anything!"

After hearing what he said, Fu Mingzi sighed, and said, "Actually, it's not that I haven't thought of this, but... among the younger generation, there are no outstanding talents..." Speaking of this, the two bowed their heads together , to see the boy who was following him, the boy realized something, raised his head, and looked at the two of them with curious eyes.

Fu Mingzi shook his head and said, "I have never understood why my master fell in love with him in the first place. This kid... is so stupid."

"Great Wisdom Ruoyu, your master is right, this child is just not enlightened, if he is enlightened, there must be a great fortune waiting for him."

"What if you don't get enlightened all your life?" Fu Mingzi asked, "Master, maybe there is such a possibility?"

Yun Chunsheng was silent for a moment, and said: "Even if we have done all the tricks, we can't know the future. You and I are just doing our best. You can teach him carefully. Whether he will enlighten in the future has nothing to do with you. "

Fu Mingzi nodded, put a hand on the boy's shoulder, patted it lightly, and walked forward, and the boy followed behind them blankly.Although he understood the meaning of the conversation between the master and apprentice just now, he didn't really understand it.

After the master and apprentice left, the three of Ye Shaoyang also came to the bottom of the inn in Longhu Mountain. Daoyuan Daoyuan told Ye Shaoyang and Mao Xiaofang that it was inconvenient to take them up, otherwise they would not be able to inquire about the news.

Ye Shaoyang asked him to go up first, so he could stroll around with Mao Xiaofang and get familiar with the terrain.

Walking around the town, the two found that there were mages living in many large courtyards, and it seemed that there were many local people, which also confirmed what they had heard from the conversations of those people before: the magic guild, Eighty percent of them are really planning to encircle and suppress Peach Blossom Mountain.

"This also shows that the mysterious person on the Peach Blossom Mountain is really difficult to deal with, otherwise the Magic Guild would not have made such a big battle." Mao Xiaofang said while hurrying.

The two glanced at each other, and they could see the inner thoughts in each other's eyes: What is the origin of this mysterious figure?Can the magic guild take it so seriously?

A sound of footsteps came from the back of a courtyard. Ye Shaoyang and the two of them instinctively looked up, and then saw a group of people approaching, first an old lady who looked about 70 or [-] years old, followed by several people. The young people all lowered their heads and walked in a hurry.

"Wutong!" Ye Shaoyang found Wutong in the crowd and exclaimed in surprise.

Wutong raised his head suddenly, saw Ye Shaoyang, and was stunned on the spot, his dark eyes suddenly brightened, "Ye Shaoyang, you are here too!" He was about to walk towards Ye Shaoyang, but he heard the old lady next to him cough, Immediately stopped, the look in his eyes dimmed again, and he smiled restrainedly at Ye Shaoyang, "I knew you were fine, we were in a hurry to leave that day, and it was rude not to wait for you..."

Ye Shaoyang heard a trace of deliberate politeness from her words, and felt a little puzzled, then looked around her and saw Lu Xiaoqing and Chen Xiaoyu.

Lu Xiaoqing nodded to Ye Shaoyang as a greeting, but Chen Xiaoyu sneered at Ye Shaoyang with his mouth crooked.There were two men of about the same age beside him, who looked at Ye Shaoyang curiously, but there was no kindness in their eyes.

"I didn't expect you to come too. It's a pity that the Longhua Association has been cancelled, and there is no chance for you to fulfill the agreement." Chen Xiaoyu folded his arms, looked at Ye Shaoyang arrogantly, and said to the old lady next to him: "Aunt Gui, This is Ye Shaoyang, the celestial master I told you about, oh no, a real person."

Aunt Gui's eyes fell on Ye Shaoyang, Ye Shaoyang also stared at the past, looked up and down, this old lady was wearing a long gray dress, she looked very simple, she was very thin, but her eyes were very sharp, her lips curled down, her expression was serious , there is a feeling of being not angry but powerful, the kind that is not easy to talk about or provoke.

"She is Aunt Gui..." Mao Xiaofang stood behind Ye Shaoyang and murmured.

In front of others, Ye Shaoyang was embarrassed to inquire, but judging from the fact that Chong Mao Xiaofang was able to reveal Aunt Ghost's identity in one word, it was enough to show that she must be a famous person.

"Ye Shaoyang, my disciples are in the ancient tomb. I heard that you took care of me, and the poor nun thanked you here." Aunt Gui said dryly.

"That's a blind cat meeting a dead mouse!" Chen Xiaoyu said in a very dissatisfied tone.

Ye Shaoyang ignored Chen Xiaoyu, cupped his hands at Aunt Gui and said, "You're welcome."

He didn't know this ghostly aunt, and the other party thanked her as a routine, without any emotion. Naturally, he didn't want to give any feedback, so he just said something casually. He thought it was normal, but the expressions of the other party were slightly different. Change.Chen Xiaoyu snorted, and said: "Ye Shaoyang, do you know who you are talking to? Your tone... What right do you have to be so arrogant?"

Ye Shaoyang frowned, stared at him, and just about to speak, Aunt Gui scolded Chen Xiaoyu first, and said to Ye Shaoyang: "I still have something to do, so I won't talk too much, see you another day!"

After speaking, he hurried forward without looking sideways.

Wu Tong and others followed behind. When they walked past Ye Shaoyang, Wu Tong turned his head, glanced at Ye Shaoyang, and then smiled, which contained helplessness and a trace of bitterness.

Ye Shaoyang was stunned for a moment, and when they were far away, he winked at Mao Xiaofang and said, "Go, let's follow up and have a look." After speaking, he quickly followed up.

Mao Xiaofang caught up and said: "You should pay attention, this ghost aunt is Xingyuenu's servant and her housekeeper. She has great power and is arrogant and domineering... Even the seventh disciples don't dare to defy her. As for her personal strength, it is unfathomable..."

The two followed for a while, and Aunt Gui, who was walking in front, seemed to be aware of it, and suddenly stopped, then turned her head, two sets of stern gazes fell on Ye Shaoyang's face, and scolded: "What are you doing?"

(Transferring from Jinggangshan to Xiamen during the day, then to Hefei, and then to the bus... There was a traffic jam on the road, and I got home very late, so I rushed to write a chapter, and I stayed up late to write the other chapter, which is expected to be published before one o'clock, sorry everyone)