Nine-Tailed Fox Feeding Manual
Chapter 44 Ghost Lu Feici (9) ┃ Betrayal
Half an hour later, three black cars drove up from the east of the city.
More than ten members of the Nangong family got out of the car, including the two brothers Nangong Xu and Nangong Ye.
After Nangong Xu got out of the car, he walked around to the back of the car and opened the door himself: "Second Uncle, we're here."
A middle-aged man got off the back seat. He was the younger brother of Patriarch Nangong and the mid-level psychic Nangong Wei.
Nan Gongwei went straight to Hong Qi and asked, "Did the ghost disappear around here?"
Hong Qi said: "That's right, I followed the breath left by the ghost all the way from the city to here, there was a section of passers-by that was crowded with people, and I was almost lost, until I reached Shidong Lane, the smell of the ghost was obvious again Get up, and finally disappeared here. However, whether it hid in the enchantment, or there are other ways to hide its whereabouts, I can't be sure, I can only ask you to check it first. "
Nan Gongwei nodded, and waved to the disciples in the clan behind him, and everyone quickly split up and started a search operation.
They either took magic tools, drew magic talismans, set up formations, or sprinkled medicinal powders, and tried their best to find the whereabouts of the ghosts.
However, more than ten minutes passed, and everyone searched every corner of the forest, but found nothing.
"Report, no barrier was found at position 1, and no ghosts were found."
"Neither at number 3."
"Neither at number 6."
"Understood." Nangongxu put down the walkie-talkie, turned around and shook his head at Nangongwei: "Second uncle, I searched all over the forest, but I didn't find any ghost."
Nangong Ye on the side said to Hong Qi: "Don't you have a good nose? Are you kidding us?"
"Aye!" Nangong Xu looked at his younger brother with a slight reproach and said, "Speak well."
Nangong Ye turned his head unconvinced, and stopped talking.
Hong Qi looked as usual, and smiled lightly: "I can only guarantee that the smell of the ghost has finally disappeared here, but I can't guarantee that he must be here. What's more, the ghost was a celestial master in his previous life. If you want to come to the enchantment he set up, you can't do it. It may not be able to crack it, right? So how do you know that I didn’t hear it right, not a few people didn’t find it right?”
"You!" Nangong Ye stared at her dissatisfied, "I have used all the methods, no matter how powerful that ghost is, it is impossible not to leave any clues, right?"
Hong Qi smiled and said: "It's hard to say, I'm afraid that Young Master Nangong still doesn't know what the word 'Heavenly Master' really means..."
Yu Xiaohan and Su Daiyue were discussing where to eat lunch under the tree, compared to Lu Feici who was beside him seemed unusually quiet.
He was silent for a while, then got up suddenly, and walked straight to the osmanthus forest.
Before the flowering period in midsummer, he stood under the green osmanthus tree, neither saw the flowers bloom nor smelled the fragrance of the flowers.
But in a trance, there is still a familiar feeling rushing over his face, reminding him of things from a long, long time ago.
When he was young, he practiced with his master, and the master was fond of wine.Although the more than ten years of wandering life did not develop his cooking skills, he improved his brewing skills.
When he first met Nan Gongyi at the age of 16, he had already made good wine.
Later they became close friends. Nangong Yi also loved to drink his wine, especially sweet-scented osmanthus. He even planted a row of osmanthus trees in the backyard of Nangong's house for this reason. Every early autumn, when the garden is full of osmanthus, they will pick Some are left for him to make wine.
Lu Feici stretched out his hand, and his white fingertips caressed the tree trunk full of ravines.
He didn't dare to say that all of this was just a coincidence, but he really didn't want to believe in another possibility.
No matter what the truth is, he wants to see it with his own eyes.
As if he had made up his mind suddenly, he raised his head and began to look carefully at the osmanthus forest.
The trees in the forest seem to grow chaotically, but looking at the whole forest, it is a relatively regular circle.
Lu Feici walked around the forest twice, and suddenly found that these osmanthus trees could be connected into three circles, large, medium and small, and each circle had four breakpoints—corresponding to the hexagrams of gossip!
Could it be that this osmanthus tree was planted into a huge gossip array?
Lu Fei's heart trembled, and he suddenly ran to the northwest.
The eight trigrams correspond to the eight gates, among which the hexagram Gen is the gate of life, and the hexagram Kun is the gate of death. If there is an enchantment, then its entrance should be opened corresponding to the hexagram Qian!
He ran to the osmanthus tree in the northwest, where Nangong Ye was doing the final inspection.
Seeing him running, he couldn't help being taken aback: "Why are you here too?"
Lu Feici walked towards the tree in front of him, as if he didn't hear his words.
"Hey!" Nangong Ye frowned, and waved his hands in front of his eyes, "What's wrong with you? What are you looking at?"
Lu Feici stared at Guishu intently, and asked, "Have you checked here too?"
Nangong Ye: "I have checked everything, and there is no enchantment at all!"
Just as he was talking, he saw Lu Feici stretch out his hand, holding the tree trunk with both hands.
Nangong Ye: "What are you doing?"
Lu Fei didn't answer, and began to inject spiritual energy into it.
When he probed the whole laurel tree with spiritual energy, suddenly there was an incomparably gloomy breath coming out of the tree trunk, which instantly sank into his palm, making him shiver with cold.
Lu Feici's body froze, but the yin energy did not hurt him, instead, it resonated with him in an indescribable way.
Before he could respond, the tree suddenly trembled!
Lu Feici wanted to stop, but it was too late.
A strong suction came from the trunk.
A dazzling white light flashed in front of his eyes, which made him unable to open his eyes, and he could only hear the exclamation of the people in his ears getting farther and farther away from him.
When the white light disappeared, Lu Feici was stunned by the scene in front of him——
In early autumn, sweet-scented osmanthus is in full bloom, and small yellow flowers fall all over the ground.
The sky is a clear water blue, cloudless and blue.
At the foot is a cobblestone road leading to a bamboo house not far away.
It's like coming to a paradise.
Lu Feici didn't care to appreciate the beautiful scenery, but froze in place as if falling into an ice cave.
He remembered this scene, it was a courtyard of his friend Nan Gongyi.
"Brother Yi!"
A familiar voice came, and Lu Feici turned around in disbelief, and saw a face so familiar that he couldn't be more familiar with it.
That was myself 300 years ago.
A 17-year-old boy dressed in white was waving from afar.
Suddenly there was a chuckle from behind, and Lu Feici turned his head abruptly. Nangongyi, dressed in green, opened the beaded curtain and walked out of the bamboo house.
"Here comes Rokuro."
Lu Fei was the sixth eldest in his family when he was young, so he was also called "Lu Liulang".
"I'll bring you wine." The boy said.
The two looked at each other and smiled, as if no one had noticed that there was another person in the middle of the stone road.
Lu Feici looked down at the scattered little osmanthus flowers under his feet. Although the flowers were already blooming everywhere, he didn't smell the fragrance of osmanthus...
This is a memory hallucination, and what you see and hear are all virtual images.
The only thing that is certain is that the owner of the illusion is indeed his friend Nangongyi.
He raised his head and looked at the smiling man in Tsing Yi in front of the bamboo house with a complicated expression.
After his death, what happened?
He approached Nangong Yi step by step, as if he wanted to ask him an answer.
But just when he came to his friend, the scene in front of him suddenly changed.
The blue sky turned into an eerie crimson, and the blood moon filled the sky.
Lu Feici narrowed his eyes, this is the scene when the Demon King is alive.
Looking back, the "self" and Guilin just now have disappeared, replaced by a dark forest full of thorns.
Nangongyi reappeared. At this time, he didn't have the gentle smile of the past at all, and his face was as dull as a pool of stagnant water.
The brilliance in the bright and warm eyes of the past is no longer there, and there are even a few traces of bloodshot eyes.
There was a rustling sound in the forest, and then, a giant tiger demon came out.
When the demon king came into the world, the demon clan and the psychic were supposed to be enemies, but the expected conflict did not happen. The tiger demon squinted his eyes, stopped in front of Nangongyi, and looked at him quietly .
Nangongyi didn't look at it, but looked up at the blood moon in the sky, and took a few deep breaths.
His arms trembled slightly, his nails almost digging into the flesh.
It took a long time before he opened his mouth and said, "Tomorrow at Sishi, I will lead the backup team to pass by the South Road of Buguishan."
When he spoke, he clenched his right fist tightly, and his knuckles were so hard that they turned white, but his expression was very indifferent, and his tone did not fluctuate at all——
"You just need to bring someone to intercept and delay us for an hour. As for the first team...they can't deal with your king."
More than ten members of the Nangong family got out of the car, including the two brothers Nangong Xu and Nangong Ye.
After Nangong Xu got out of the car, he walked around to the back of the car and opened the door himself: "Second Uncle, we're here."
A middle-aged man got off the back seat. He was the younger brother of Patriarch Nangong and the mid-level psychic Nangong Wei.
Nan Gongwei went straight to Hong Qi and asked, "Did the ghost disappear around here?"
Hong Qi said: "That's right, I followed the breath left by the ghost all the way from the city to here, there was a section of passers-by that was crowded with people, and I was almost lost, until I reached Shidong Lane, the smell of the ghost was obvious again Get up, and finally disappeared here. However, whether it hid in the enchantment, or there are other ways to hide its whereabouts, I can't be sure, I can only ask you to check it first. "
Nan Gongwei nodded, and waved to the disciples in the clan behind him, and everyone quickly split up and started a search operation.
They either took magic tools, drew magic talismans, set up formations, or sprinkled medicinal powders, and tried their best to find the whereabouts of the ghosts.
However, more than ten minutes passed, and everyone searched every corner of the forest, but found nothing.
"Report, no barrier was found at position 1, and no ghosts were found."
"Neither at number 3."
"Neither at number 6."
"Understood." Nangongxu put down the walkie-talkie, turned around and shook his head at Nangongwei: "Second uncle, I searched all over the forest, but I didn't find any ghost."
Nangong Ye on the side said to Hong Qi: "Don't you have a good nose? Are you kidding us?"
"Aye!" Nangong Xu looked at his younger brother with a slight reproach and said, "Speak well."
Nangong Ye turned his head unconvinced, and stopped talking.
Hong Qi looked as usual, and smiled lightly: "I can only guarantee that the smell of the ghost has finally disappeared here, but I can't guarantee that he must be here. What's more, the ghost was a celestial master in his previous life. If you want to come to the enchantment he set up, you can't do it. It may not be able to crack it, right? So how do you know that I didn’t hear it right, not a few people didn’t find it right?”
"You!" Nangong Ye stared at her dissatisfied, "I have used all the methods, no matter how powerful that ghost is, it is impossible not to leave any clues, right?"
Hong Qi smiled and said: "It's hard to say, I'm afraid that Young Master Nangong still doesn't know what the word 'Heavenly Master' really means..."
Yu Xiaohan and Su Daiyue were discussing where to eat lunch under the tree, compared to Lu Feici who was beside him seemed unusually quiet.
He was silent for a while, then got up suddenly, and walked straight to the osmanthus forest.
Before the flowering period in midsummer, he stood under the green osmanthus tree, neither saw the flowers bloom nor smelled the fragrance of the flowers.
But in a trance, there is still a familiar feeling rushing over his face, reminding him of things from a long, long time ago.
When he was young, he practiced with his master, and the master was fond of wine.Although the more than ten years of wandering life did not develop his cooking skills, he improved his brewing skills.
When he first met Nan Gongyi at the age of 16, he had already made good wine.
Later they became close friends. Nangong Yi also loved to drink his wine, especially sweet-scented osmanthus. He even planted a row of osmanthus trees in the backyard of Nangong's house for this reason. Every early autumn, when the garden is full of osmanthus, they will pick Some are left for him to make wine.
Lu Feici stretched out his hand, and his white fingertips caressed the tree trunk full of ravines.
He didn't dare to say that all of this was just a coincidence, but he really didn't want to believe in another possibility.
No matter what the truth is, he wants to see it with his own eyes.
As if he had made up his mind suddenly, he raised his head and began to look carefully at the osmanthus forest.
The trees in the forest seem to grow chaotically, but looking at the whole forest, it is a relatively regular circle.
Lu Feici walked around the forest twice, and suddenly found that these osmanthus trees could be connected into three circles, large, medium and small, and each circle had four breakpoints—corresponding to the hexagrams of gossip!
Could it be that this osmanthus tree was planted into a huge gossip array?
Lu Fei's heart trembled, and he suddenly ran to the northwest.
The eight trigrams correspond to the eight gates, among which the hexagram Gen is the gate of life, and the hexagram Kun is the gate of death. If there is an enchantment, then its entrance should be opened corresponding to the hexagram Qian!
He ran to the osmanthus tree in the northwest, where Nangong Ye was doing the final inspection.
Seeing him running, he couldn't help being taken aback: "Why are you here too?"
Lu Feici walked towards the tree in front of him, as if he didn't hear his words.
"Hey!" Nangong Ye frowned, and waved his hands in front of his eyes, "What's wrong with you? What are you looking at?"
Lu Feici stared at Guishu intently, and asked, "Have you checked here too?"
Nangong Ye: "I have checked everything, and there is no enchantment at all!"
Just as he was talking, he saw Lu Feici stretch out his hand, holding the tree trunk with both hands.
Nangong Ye: "What are you doing?"
Lu Fei didn't answer, and began to inject spiritual energy into it.
When he probed the whole laurel tree with spiritual energy, suddenly there was an incomparably gloomy breath coming out of the tree trunk, which instantly sank into his palm, making him shiver with cold.
Lu Feici's body froze, but the yin energy did not hurt him, instead, it resonated with him in an indescribable way.
Before he could respond, the tree suddenly trembled!
Lu Feici wanted to stop, but it was too late.
A strong suction came from the trunk.
A dazzling white light flashed in front of his eyes, which made him unable to open his eyes, and he could only hear the exclamation of the people in his ears getting farther and farther away from him.
When the white light disappeared, Lu Feici was stunned by the scene in front of him——
In early autumn, sweet-scented osmanthus is in full bloom, and small yellow flowers fall all over the ground.
The sky is a clear water blue, cloudless and blue.
At the foot is a cobblestone road leading to a bamboo house not far away.
It's like coming to a paradise.
Lu Feici didn't care to appreciate the beautiful scenery, but froze in place as if falling into an ice cave.
He remembered this scene, it was a courtyard of his friend Nan Gongyi.
"Brother Yi!"
A familiar voice came, and Lu Feici turned around in disbelief, and saw a face so familiar that he couldn't be more familiar with it.
That was myself 300 years ago.
A 17-year-old boy dressed in white was waving from afar.
Suddenly there was a chuckle from behind, and Lu Feici turned his head abruptly. Nangongyi, dressed in green, opened the beaded curtain and walked out of the bamboo house.
"Here comes Rokuro."
Lu Fei was the sixth eldest in his family when he was young, so he was also called "Lu Liulang".
"I'll bring you wine." The boy said.
The two looked at each other and smiled, as if no one had noticed that there was another person in the middle of the stone road.
Lu Feici looked down at the scattered little osmanthus flowers under his feet. Although the flowers were already blooming everywhere, he didn't smell the fragrance of osmanthus...
This is a memory hallucination, and what you see and hear are all virtual images.
The only thing that is certain is that the owner of the illusion is indeed his friend Nangongyi.
He raised his head and looked at the smiling man in Tsing Yi in front of the bamboo house with a complicated expression.
After his death, what happened?
He approached Nangong Yi step by step, as if he wanted to ask him an answer.
But just when he came to his friend, the scene in front of him suddenly changed.
The blue sky turned into an eerie crimson, and the blood moon filled the sky.
Lu Feici narrowed his eyes, this is the scene when the Demon King is alive.
Looking back, the "self" and Guilin just now have disappeared, replaced by a dark forest full of thorns.
Nangongyi reappeared. At this time, he didn't have the gentle smile of the past at all, and his face was as dull as a pool of stagnant water.
The brilliance in the bright and warm eyes of the past is no longer there, and there are even a few traces of bloodshot eyes.
There was a rustling sound in the forest, and then, a giant tiger demon came out.
When the demon king came into the world, the demon clan and the psychic were supposed to be enemies, but the expected conflict did not happen. The tiger demon squinted his eyes, stopped in front of Nangongyi, and looked at him quietly .
Nangongyi didn't look at it, but looked up at the blood moon in the sky, and took a few deep breaths.
His arms trembled slightly, his nails almost digging into the flesh.
It took a long time before he opened his mouth and said, "Tomorrow at Sishi, I will lead the backup team to pass by the South Road of Buguishan."
When he spoke, he clenched his right fist tightly, and his knuckles were so hard that they turned white, but his expression was very indifferent, and his tone did not fluctuate at all——
"You just need to bring someone to intercept and delay us for an hour. As for the first team...they can't deal with your king."
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