[Liao Zhai] Lanruo Temple

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Xiang Ningcheng drank the wine in the glass and said: "What kind of deal do you want to make with me, you don't just want to convince me with a few words?"

Bai Xianzhi threw the empty wine glass in his hand onto the table, and the wine glass fell steadily onto the table with a clang.Bai Xianzhi said: "Of course not, I have a treasure that the prince will not refuse."

Xiang Ningcheng said: "What treasure?"

Bai Xianzhi said: "Your lost memory."

"You!" Xiang Ningcheng stared in disbelief, but when his eyes met Shang Bai Xianzhi's deep eyes, he couldn't say a word.

Bai Xianzhi's eyes are deep, with a confident smile and a fearless indifference.

Xiang Ningcheng said: "What do you know?"

Bai Xianzhi said: "It's just that I happen to know some methods of Mo's girls."

Xiang Ningcheng said: "You mean Sang Zhi?"

Bai Xianzhi made a strange look and said: "It seems that you don't know her well." He smiled wickedly and said: "Since she didn't tell you, I can't say more."

Xiang Ningcheng's heart skipped a beat, he felt that he had touched Mo Sangzhi's hidden side, he said, "What do you want?"

Bai Xianzhi said: "I heard that there is a white fox cloak in Zhennan Prince's Mansion."

Xiang Ningcheng said: "I heard? Hehe, my father regards this thing as a treasure, except that it was used for my mother's health care, and it was hidden in the warehouse. Where did you hear about it?"

Bai Xianzhi said: "Since I am a person from Fangwai, I naturally have some means, so should I change my son or not?"

Xiang Ningcheng was silent for a while, and said: "Change! At this time tomorrow, you and I will still meet here, you give me memories, and I will give you a white fox cloak."

"Good." Bai Xianzhi chuckled, his figure turned into white air, gradually blurred, and finally turned into a thin piece of paper and fell to the ground.

Xiang Ningcheng stretched out his hand to twist up the paper, the fine snowflake paper, cut it into a human shape, he stretched out his hand and squeezed the paper figurine into a ball, saying: "Interesting."

Of course, Huai Xu's last move was not aimless, but he just wanted to show his hand to the eldest son, so as to get rid of his coercive thoughts.It is precisely because of this that Xiang Ningcheng said it was interesting.

On the second day, Xiang Ningcheng came as promised, bringing Zhennan King's white fox cloak with him.

When the time came, Bai Xianzhi really came on time.

The white fox cloak is all white, without any stray hairs. Even with the naked eye, you can't mistake this treasure.This cloak has a ray of immortal energy refined by Master Quan, which is hard to find with the naked eye, but when you touch it, you can feel the comfort like washing the scriptures and cutting the marrow.

Bai Xianzhi's eyes fell on the white fox cloak, and said: "Your Majesty really keeps his word."

Xiang Ningcheng said: "My lost memory, how will you give it to me?"

Bai Xianzhi laughed, and reached out to pick up the jug on the table to pour wine for Xiang Ningcheng, the sound of wine flowing rang in Xiang Ningcheng's ears, Bai Xianzhi said: "Your Majesty, please take a look."

Xiang Ningcheng looked down, the wine in the white porcelain wine glass was clear, the light could be seen, the slender liquid fell from the wine pot into the wine glass, and the bubbles swirled and floated in the wine glass, each bubble seemed like a world, like a mirror , Xiang Ningcheng was in a trance, the altar was full of lights, his eyes suddenly became empty.

Bai Xianzhi saw that he was out of mind, so he gently put down the wine pot, and said: "It's really not easy to cast a curse on a person with dragon aura."

Fortunately, Bai Xianzhi was only helping him wake up his dusty memories, not trying to murder him, and casting spells was not too difficult.Even so, it is evident.The meager dragon energy carried by a royal bloodline is so difficult to break through, so one can imagine the ninety-five supreme being on the dragon chair.

When Xiang Ningcheng remembered everything of that night and woke up again, Bai Xianzhi was no longer in front of him, and the white fox cloak disappeared together.Xiang Ningcheng frowned slightly, he also wanted to ask what kind of spell Mo Sang Zhi cast on him, and even more wanted to know why Mo Sang Zhi knew spells.

But it is obvious that Bai Xianzhi is not willing to communicate with him more.

Abandoning the eldest son Xiang Ningcheng, Bai Xianzhi has already returned to the old house, he did not hide his figure along the way, even though he knew there was a pair of eyes looking at him behind him.Although he didn't know the owner of these eyes, he had sensed them when he visited Zhennan Palace at night. With his current ability, it was almost impossible to escape the well-prepared pursuit.If it was night, with a bright moon in the sky, he would dare to walk even under the eyes of the earth fairy, but now is not the time to show off.

Xiang Ningcheng took out the white fox cloak privately, but of course he couldn't hide it from King Zhennan, the effectiveness of the white fox cloak made monks even more envious, and that's why the king's house enshrined him under surveillance.

Bai Xianzhi couldn't get rid of this priest, so he simply brought him to the old house.

Huai Xu was teasing the cat, basking in the sun, saw Bai Xianzhi coming in, holding a white fox cloak in his hand, squinting his eyes and smiling.

He cast his gaze to a place far behind Bai Xianzhi, blinked his eyes, and his divine thoughts protruded out like roots.

The priest of the palace following Bai Xianzhi suddenly felt a chill all over his body, as if seeing a ghost in the blue sky and daylight, and watched helplessly in front of him a young man with his hands in his sleeves.

The young man said: "Don't probe any further, the white fox cloak belongs to my family, I just took it back and it won't hinder the palace."

The priest's eyes were squinted, his heart was beating violently, his whole body was tense, and the spell was on the verge of triggering. The yin god was not afraid of the sun when he traveled, just like a living person. This alone already explained the horror of the visitor.Although he was in awe, he was not afraid, he said: "What do you mean by that?"

Huai Xu didn't try to scare him, but when he still had the courage to ask, he knew that he had met a real cultivator, not a fake Taoist priest who had gained strength but was useless.For true cultivation, it is naturally worthy of admiration, so Huai Xu said the words of Quan Shangren's experience of calamity, and said: "I have to take back the body that has been cast off during the calamity, not today, but also tomorrow."

He explained that the offering from the palace was not only sympathetic, he said: "That's a misunderstanding, and I also want to congratulate the Taoist friends on Quanshang who survived the catastrophe smoothly."

Huai Xu nodded, and said: "Although I took his body back by chance, I am still willing to accept the favor of the palace for your sake. If there is anything, you can come to Montenegro to find me."

The priest of the palace looked solemn, gave a deep salute, and turned to leave.

"Interesting, interesting." Huai Xu looked deeply at the Zhennan Palace in the distance. For some reason, he always had a feeling that there was a force in the dark, gradually converging towards the Zhennan Palace.Now he doesn't know what it is, but one day, it will show its original shape.

Yin spirit entered the body, when Huai Xu dispatched the palace to worship, he also talked with Bai Xianzhi, the Yin spirit split up, but it was not the Yin spirit traveling.In the cultivation of the Yin God, Huai Xu took advantage of the former ghost cultivator, and the Yin God was far stronger than ordinary people.

Bai Xianzhi grabbed the white fox cloak, and the spring master came out of the house tremblingly. As soon as the white fox cloak came to his side, he felt a sense.

The old fox was walking upright, leaning on a cane, and as he walked, wisps of clear and immortal energy floated around his body, entangled with the immortal energy on the white fox cloak, turning into a changing fox face.

For a short distance, the old fox seemed to have walked for thousands of years. He walked up to Bai Xianzhi, hugged the white fox cloak, and cried bitterly.

There are more than a hundred white foxes in Quanshan, big or small, all on this white fox cloak.

Quanshang people still remember the snow-white hair balls that surrounded him and worshiped the moon with him, and called him grandfather affectionately, and Zeng Ziquanshan laughed and played.

Today, there is only one refined white fox cloak left.How much white fox blood is flowing on this precious garment.

The man on the spring cried bitterly, and the white fox cloak seemed to have a spirit, and it was wrapped around the man on the spring, turning into a snow-white white fox fur, wrapping the man on the spring tightly.The soul is complete, the bones and blood are flowing, and the smoke on Quanshangren's body is endless.Slowly, a thin old man with white hair emerged from the smoke.

The people on Quanshang were not happy at all, only full of grief, which turned into tears weeping while hiding their faces.

Huai Xu said: "Master Quan, please look up."

The man on Quan knelt on the ground, covering his face and weeping. Hearing Huai Xu's words, he slowly raised his head, and saw hundreds of white foxes all over the garden, some were squatting, some were walking, some were frolicking. The white fox chirped.A white fox walked up to Master Quan, lifted its forelegs, and stretched its mouth to lick the tears on Master Quan's face.

Quan Shangren held the fox in his arms in a daze, tears welled up in his eyes.

Huai Xu sighed softly, hugged Amber, and sat on the hammock woven of tree vines. The sun was mild and dappled light fell through the leaves.

Bai Xianzhi stood beside him, leaning against the tree, listening to the cry of the spring master, he relaxed his body.

This is exactly the meaning of what they did. They took back the white fox cloak for the Quanshang people, accepted Rong Niang as a godmother, and established a ghost market on the Black Mountain. This is the reason why they did these things.There is some sadness, and only by letting go can we be relieved.

Huai Xu did this, Bai Xianzhi followed suit, and gradually, he realized every bit of it.From the fact that he collected all kinds of wood for Huai Xu, received every sincere thank you, and was infected by sincere emotions, even if he is hard-hearted, even if he has committed crimes, he gradually understands life and feelings.

Quan Shangren cried for a long time, and finally let go of the knot in his tears.

The demon spirit in the white fox cloak turned into a ball of light and could not enter Quanshangren's body. When Quanshangren and these white foxes were killed and skinned, the residual immortal energy in Quanshang's body locked the white fox's spirit, making these foxes neither He degenerated into an evil spirit, and did not reincarnate smoothly, and finally got trapped in the white fox cloak and became a part of the white fox cloak.

The white fox cloak is the skin of the man on Quanshang. With the skin and soul, the old fox finally got rid of the animal body and turned into a human form.And the fox spirit in the white fox cloak has also become a part of him.

Just like when Chen Ning sewed the spirit of his half-brother into his arm, Quan Shangren carried the spirit of the white fox on his body.

"Your Majesty, how can we reincarnate them?" The people from Quanshang came to look for Huaixu. The old man was thin and elegant, and he swept away the aging and staleness of his old age, and regained his energy and youth.

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