The leader is merciful, spare the life of the pavilion master

The men of the three major sects quickly entered Jinli City aggressively, and a group of disciples started a carpet search, but the three elders came to Quanwei Building first to clean up the dust.

Due to the reservation of the venue, there is not a single guest in Quanwei Building today.

"The Drunken Shrimp in Quanweilou is the most famous, you guys will have to taste it in a while." Uncle Quan said with a hearty smile, and respectfully invited several elders to sit in the elegant room.

Elder Ouyang of Xuanpuzong gave Uncle Quan a meaningful look and said, "I see how familiar you are."

"We've seen it before," Uncle Quan said with a deliberately friendly look on his face, "Didn't Elder Ouyang come to the Jinli Reception last time?"

"Elder Ouyang is indeed a good drinker," said Elder Qichen beside him with a smile, "I wonder if the wine from Quanweilou can satisfy Elder Ouyang today."

"Of course!" Uncle Quan said proudly, "We have as much good wine as you want!"

"Then bring it up quickly."

"Yes, yes, wait a moment, three elders, the food will be served!"

Immediately, a group of elegant women came up with trays of exquisite dishes in lotus steps. After the dishes were arranged one by one, they would tease the guests with the silk silk they were wearing, and retreated with smiles covering their small mouths.

Master Juehuan wanted to avoid the girl's silk silk with a disgusted expression on his face, trying not to get angry.

"What are you still doing here?" Master Juehuan said to Uncle Quan, the meaning of which was self-evident.

"Let's step down now, you guys take it easy." Uncle Quan turned and left, his eyes were as cold as winter compared to the previous flattery.

Elder Ouyang and Elder Qichen were about to move their chopsticks when Master Juehuan raised his hand: "Wait a minute."

He immediately took out a silver needle, tested it one by one in the food and drink in front of the three of them, and then signaled that it was ready to eat.

During this period, Elder Ouyang was obviously impatient, but he didn't say much.

"This ghost old man is so afraid of death." Chong Xi, who had been watching the audience from behind the secret door, muttered in a low voice with disgust, "Fortunately, he didn't tamper with the food."

When everyone was halfway through their meal, Uncle Quan came over with a smile on his face, leading a wine waiter with a plate of wine.

"The three elders came here today, making the Han shop full of splendor. If Quan's 30-year-old Immortal Wine is not brought out, it will be unreasonable. Quan will respect everyone!" Picking up the exquisite jug and filling the four white jade cups with fine wine, he took a cup at random and saluted everyone, "Quan will do it first!"

Immediately, he raised his neck and poured out the wine glass after drinking, not a single drop remained.

The wine waiter respectfully presented the wine.

"This is a good thing. The shopkeeper has a heart." Elder Ouyang naturally wouldn't refuse the fine wine, and took the lead to take a drink from the wine glass. After drinking, he slurped his mouth carefully, "Not bad, it's really good!"

Elder Qichen took the white jade cup and hesitated for a moment, thinking that the shopkeeper drank all the wine poured out of the same jug, and logically there should be nothing wrong, so he also raised his head and drank it.

Master Juehuan was hesitant to test with a silver needle, but when he saw Uncle Quan's fiery eyes, he was suddenly a little embarrassed to do so in front of others.

Elder Ouyang saw this, snorted coldly with disdain, sat down again, and ate food by himself.

"I really can't handle drinking, so please forgive me." Master Juehuan deliberately declined, if the other party insisted on drinking it himself, there must be some ghosts, then he must test this glass of wine.

"It's okay, it's okay," who knows that the other party smiled heartily, without hesitation, "Let's chat slowly, eat and drink well, and Quan will not bother you."

Seeing the back of Uncle Quan leaving, Master Juehuan thought, could it be that he was really suspicious?

After drinking and eating, the three elders went out of the Quanwei Building satisfied, intending to go back to the inn to listen to the results of the disciples' half-day search, when suddenly a beggar came running in a panic and bumped into the elder Qichen.

"What are you in a hurry for?" Master Juehuan yelled, and stretched out his hand to clasp the beggar's shoulder.

The beggar was in pain, and cried out: "It hurts, it hurts, the hero spares his life, it is... it is the young master Song from the east of the city who died and came back to life again. It is really haunted, really haunted!"

"Resurrected from death?" Master Juehuan frowned, how is this possible?

"Really, many people have seen it with their own eyes. That young master Song died once a few days ago, and he died again today. Seeing that you are foreigners, I would like to advise you. When I met that young master Song, I remember staying far away. !"

"Nonsense!" Master Juehuan let go of his hand, and pushed him back a few steps.

"If you don't believe me, go and see for yourself!" The little beggar said angrily, and then quickly ran away.

"Don't real people like to study things like ghosts and gods the most," Elder Ouyang said angrily, "Why, don't you believe it today?"

"You!" Master Juehuan turned his head and glared at Elder Ouyang.

Elder Qichen hurried out to smooth things over: "Okay, okay, it's important to arrest the remnants of the Yuanlong Sect, let's go back to the inn first."

Back at the inn, I got a report and searched all morning, but all the disciples found nothing.

"Trash!" Elder Ouyang yelled angrily, "Have you searched all over?"

"Every corner, inside and outside, except...except..."

"Except for what!"

When Elder Ouyang slapped the table, the disciple was startled, and quickly said like shaking beans: "Except for the Song Mansion in the east of the city. Something strange happened in the Song Mansion today, and the people inside were so crowded that it was really difficult for the disciples to search. He took a quick look and left."

"What's weird?"

"This... elders, let's go and see it in person, I guess people haven't left yet."

The three of them immediately set off to the east of the city. If the remnants of the Yuanlong Sect were really hiding in the Song Mansion, they must race against time to find them out, lest they take the opportunity to escape.

Song Junchen sat in the middle of the crowd with his whole body wet, murmuring to himself with his eyes closed. He clearly articulated his words, but others still couldn't understand what he said.

That's because he was reciting English texts.

"My lord, don't scare the little ones, it's a man or a ghost, you should say something!" Mao Chun knelt beside Song Junchen with tears on his face, shaking him from time to time.

One of the maids fainted from fright on the spot. Imagine that you were fetching water and washing clothes by yourself, and suddenly a head with lifeless eyes appeared from the bottom of the water and made strange noises from its mouth. Are you afraid?

This morning, there were shrill screams in the Song residence, and another servant came out in a panic to ask for help. The people around immediately rushed in with the guy, but they saw Maochun crying and crying in his arms, and everyone pulled him If you don't go, you don't do it, you don't do it, you just stand around and keep vigilant all the time. Slowly, more and more people watch the fun, and the Song Mansion is completely surrounded.

The ancients really didn't have any interesting entertainment activities in their daily life, but now there are ready-made "strange talks", they would not let it go, they all gathered at the scene and whispered, curious about what strange actions this young man of Song will do next.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way!" A few disciples opened the way in front, the real Juehuan walked in front, followed by Qichen and Ouyang.

"In Xiatian Lanzong, Master Juehuan, I heard that something strange happened in the Song family, so I came here to take a look."

"It turns out that the real person has come, and now the Song Mansion is saved!"

Song Junchen had been waiting for this moment for a long time, and when he heard footsteps gradually approaching, he suddenly opened his eyes, stared blankly at Juehuan, and said, "Boy Xu! It's you!"

This move startled everyone, and there was a lot of discussion waiting for the next good show.

Master Juehuan frowned, he had never heard of the name Xu Tongzi.

"Playing tricks." He snorted coldly.

"It seems that you have forgotten me." Song Junchen's eyes suddenly turned cold, "This time I came to the world to find you. If you don't return that thing to me, I will definitely make you pay the price!"

"Then I'll kill you now!" Without further ado, Master Juehuan drew his sword and pointed at Song Junchen.

He was testing the opponent, if this young master Song was lying, with his sword strike, even a person would become a ghost, and the fake would become real.

Song Junchen was expressionless, as if he wasn't afraid at all.

"Really don't want it!" Mao Chun leaned forward and opened his hands to block Song Junchen, "Young master is just possessed, your sword is going to kill you!"

Seeing this, Master Juehuan quickly withdrew his sword, he didn't want to kill an innocent normal person by mistake in front of everyone.

"Impossible, your son must have died a long time ago, and now an evil ghost is manipulating this body!" Someone in the crowd couldn't stand it anymore and said loudly.

"That's right, you came back from the dead, and you came back twice in a row. You said that your young master is still there. Who would believe that?" Another person echoed.

"Hurry up and let the real person take this evil away. The Taoist priest was alive or dead two days ago. He must have been swallowed alive by this water ghost!"

Speaking of this, everyone got goosebumps all over their bodies, and they only felt that the daytime was also gloomy and windy.

"My son is doing well!" Mao Chun was furious, pointing to the crowd and said, "My son has helped the neighbors a lot on weekdays, but now that he is in trouble, you...you all wish you could die!"

This sentence made the villagers blushed. They had to admit that although this young master Song didn't have much contact with everyone on weekdays, he was always gentle. The beggars nearby also always get alms from Young Master Song. Thinking about it, he is really a good man.

Now that the Song family is in trouble, it is natural to help.

Suddenly a person in the crowd said: "Otherwise, please ask the real person to live in the Song Mansion for a few days, if it is a ghost, please ask the real person to subdue the matter. With the real person here, everyone must feel at ease."

"That's right, Daoist, just stay here if you can. After this matter is settled, we will definitely remember your great kindness." A woman echoed. She hadn't been there for several days because she was afraid of the water ghosts of the Song Mansion. Get a good night's sleep.

These free extras are really good, so that people have to agree to it out of face if they don't want to agree.

So Master Juehuan could only nod his head.

Elder Qi Chen frowned slightly, since he stepped into the Song Mansion, he always felt that there was a familiar feeling in the Song Mansion.He looked around and found nothing unusual, but the strangeness in his heart became more and more intense, so he said: "I wonder if there are any spare guest rooms in the Song Mansion, the two of us also want to..."

Elder Qi Chen always believed in his intuition, and secretly planned to wait until late at night to conduct a thorough investigation.

Everyone followed the prestige and noticed the other two elders.

"Naturally, naturally." Someone agreed, and then led several bold servants to tidy up the room.