Jing Zhou was very happy, picked up his chopsticks and started to eat seriously. Jing Zhou ate quickly, but he was orderly and would not give people the impression of wolfing down.

Qi Jue rested his chin on the side and watched carefully, Jing Zhou was not awkward under his gaze, and he ate all the eight vegetables and one soup in a short time.

"Tell me about the conditions?"

Qi Jue unhurriedly sent ghosts to clean up the bowls and chopsticks, and brought a jar of Tian Zai Shui. While pouring wine for Jing Zhou, he said: "The buried spring is my sword. Brother Zhou wants it. Give me an equally good sword in his place."

When he said this, the buried spring on his waist hummed and wept, Qi Jue patted the scabbard lightly, and buried spring was completely quiet, whether he was threatened or comforted by him.

Jing Zhou took the wine cup and drank it down in one gulp, looking at Qi Jue: "Does the ghost master have a sword that he likes?"

Qi Jue looked at Jing Zhou's waist: "I think brother Zhou's long silence is very good."

Jing Zhou smiled: "Alright."

Now it was the turn of the long silence around Jing Zhou's waist to whimper.

Unexpectedly, Jing Zhou was so straightforward, Qi Jue was stunned: "It seems that brother Zhou is really willing to spend all his money to get the buried spring."

"It's just that I don't know if the ghost master can use my Long Silence smoothly?"

"It doesn't matter if it goes well or not. Isn't the point that the long silence is in my hands, and I'm afraid I won't have the opportunity to find an excuse to see Brother Zhou?"

Jing Zhou also laughed: "The ghost master's wishful thinking is really well done."

Qi Jue filled up the wine for Jing Zhou again: "Thanks for the prize, but brother Zhou, don't worry, I still have one condition."

"Oh, tell me." Jing Zhou drank.

"Isn't your Xianmen checking Zhuyan's whereabouts now? If Brother Zhou gets any news, whether it's true or not, please send me a message."

Jing Zhou held the wine cup, Tian Zai Shui was indeed the best wine in the world, he couldn't hold back and filled it up again: "So that's how it is, the ghost master took a lot of time to see me, and somehow said that I like you, so it turned out to be You want to brainwash me, and then use my power to find Zhu Yan."

Qi Jue raised his eyebrows slightly: "Half and half, true and false."

"...?"

"Brainwashing doesn't break the law." Qi Jue wanted to say something, but stopped, and quoted what Jing Zhou had said to him.

Jing Zhou smiled noncommittally, and Qi Jue continued: "Then Brother Zhou agrees or does he not?"

"Okay," Jing Zhou pondered for a moment and said, "However, I can only share the news with you. Whether to kill Zhu Yan or not will depend on one's ability."

Qi Jue's expression paused for a moment, a flash of murderous intent flashed in his eyes, and he calmed down again in a moment: "It's a deal."

As soon as the words fell, the two took off the swords around their waists at the same time and handed them into each other's hands.

The two swords that were taken as 'hostages' trembled at the same time, whining.

Jing Zhou didn't bother to talk about it, and continued to pour wine, he would be at a loss if he didn't finish drinking the jar.

"I changed the sword and agreed to your conditions. Can I go back after drinking?"

"Brother Zhou, why are you in a hurry? I'm afraid that if you don't go back, the little white rabbit at home won't be able to sleep?"

"I have to go back and read the script carefully to check the truth of what you said."

"So what if it's true? So what if it's fake?"

Jing Zhou paused while pouring the wine, but said nothing, Qi Jue smiled: "Then let me give Brother Zhou an idea."

As he spoke, he moved closer, smiled slightly and said to Jing Zhou: "If it's true, Brother Zhou will continue to like me, if it's fake... Brother Zhou will try to like me, how about it?"

Jing Zhou narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked into his eyes without dodging: "Tsk, the ghost master is really shameless."

Qi Jue also twitched his lips: "It's okay to use the other's way to return to the other body."

Jing Zhou drank the last glass of wine and stood up: "Then, I will take my leave first, thank you for your hospitality."

Qi Jue stood up and saw him off: "You're welcome, I hope brother Zhou will come often."

Jing Zhou turned and left, Qi Jue looked at his back, the easy smile on his face faded in an instant, and some complicated emotions welled up in his eyes.

This feeling is also unfamiliar to him.

Recently, he has dreamed more and more frequently that Jing Zhou and Zhu Yan merged into one person. He didn't know whether his state of mind had changed and affected the dream, or because the dream had affected his state of mind.

He only knows that if he has doubts or uncertainties, he can find the answer and confirm it by himself. When everything comes to light, if he confirms that it is what he wants, no matter whether it should be or not, he will do whatever it takes to get it.

After all, in living this life, nothing is more important than leaving no regrets and making yourself happy.

This is his clear conscience.

Jing Zhou pushed open the gate of the house, and Qi Jue pinched his fingers behind him, the mist that covered his sight dissipated, the moon's clear light came down, and the mountain road appeared in front of him again.

"Brother Zhou still remembers the way? I won't send it off."

"Oh."

"That ship, you can do whatever you want."

Jing Zhou thought, the ghost master really turned his back on him and made a deal with himself, so he didn't even bother to send him off on the way home.

Besides, Qi Jue talked about it, and the content of the brainwashing was that Jing Zhou liked Qi Jue. Isn't this just coaxing people like pawns?

Although it is true that ordinary people cannot do the writing of a million-word storybook by hand...

And I can really eat the meals he cooks...

Jing Zhou also couldn't explain why his heart beat faster and faster the whole time.

Let him go.It can only be attributed to the fact that Qi Jue is too good-looking, and he is fascinated by beauty.

Just when he was about to close the door, thinking that he couldn't see it, there was a loud explosion in the direction of Jindu City, and the blood-red fire burned half of the night sky red!

Jing Zhou's eyes froze. This is the distress signal for Jindu City. It will only be released when the city is invaded by ghosts and lost. Once the signal is sent out, it can be seen for thousands of miles, and monks from various families will come to rescue from all directions.

The door that had just been closed was suddenly opened, Jing Zhou and Qi Jue met eyes, and before Jing Zhou opened his mouth to question, Qi Jue said innocently: "It's none of my business, I'm here drinking with you, we didn't do anything. "

Yu Ci and his three apprentices were all at the Chaolian Lantern Festival, so Jing Zhou didn't bother to argue with the ghost master, so Yu Jian hurried to the direction of Jindu City.

It's a pity that the Buried Spring is not good enough, and it flies much slower than Chang Ji. Qi Jue rode a blood eagle behind and quickly passed Jing Zhou: "Do you want to ride a bird together? Brother Zhou still wants to fly." Let me give you a ride?"

"..." Jing Zhou hesitated for a moment, and jumped onto the blood eagle, Qi Jue grabbed him, almost half hugged him and let him sit in front of him.

In a hurry, Jing Zhou couldn't care less.

"What is the ghost master planning to do?"

"Watch the fun, let's see who else can force the Yan family to detonate the distress signal besides me."

"Don't make trouble."

"Brother Zhou, don't worry, I'm not so boring, and for your sake, I might still be able to help."

Jing Zhou smiled wryly: "Thank you so much."

"you are welcome."

"Then trouble your blood sculpture to hurry up." Envoy Jing Zhou summoned the ghost master very easily.

"..."

Qi Jue choked, but he sped up his speed. In less than half a cup of tea, the two of them had arrived at the outskirts of Jindu City.

Seeing the flames spreading and devastated Jindu City, Jing Zhou and Ghost Lord were stunned for a moment, and Qi Jue smiled and said, "Interesting, I don't know who can make such a big battle."

Several common people who were running around saw Jing Zhou falling from the sky, and saw that he was dressed as a Taoist priest of the immortal sect, so they rushed over crying: "Taoist priest, help me! Help me! Help me!"

"what happened?"

"The fierce beast... the fierce beast came out to eat people! It ate several of them!"

Jing Zhou and Qi Jue looked at each other, and almost said in unison: "A fierce beast?"

"Yes! It's white, covered in hair, and can swallow ten people in one mouth! Hundreds of people in the city have been eaten!"

Qi Jue, who was always calm and composed, suddenly changed his expression: "Where is it?!"

The people who had been frightened out of their wits were almost killed by his yelling: "I was there just now, I'm on Xiufang Street, I don't know now."

Without saying a word, Qi Jue hurriedly headed towards Xiufang Street in Nancheng to catch the birds. Jing Zhou, who stayed where he was, handed a piece of talisman paper to the old man who was a loser: "Hold it, don't be afraid, it will save your life."

"Thank you, Daoist!"

Jing Zhou poured spiritual power into his feet, and galloped towards Xiufang Street against the flow of people, wailing all the way, because the fleeing people trampled on each other, causing countless casualties.

The people on Xiufang Street have already left, the ground is full of broken arms and legs, and the corpses are piled up with blood flowing all over the place. It looks like they have just been ravaged by fierce beasts.

Qi Jue rushed over before him. He had obviously checked it out, and now he was standing in the sea of ​​corpses, his face darkened and his brows furrowed. Jing Zhou quickly searched the surrounding area, but found no trace of Zhu Yan.

Jing Zhou approached: "The ghost master thinks, is it Zhu Yan?"

Qi Jue pondered for a long time: "It's not like."

"Huh? How do you say it?" Seeing the tragic state of the corpse, Jing Zhou thought that Zhu Yan was the only one who couldn't leave the body, but Qi Jue denied it directly.

"Ayan is very picky about food, he doesn't like these dirty things, even if he eats them, he won't be so embarrassed."

"..."

"A Yan is very particular about eating, whether it is the ingredients or the way of eating."

Jing Zhou: "What does the ghost master think is causing the disturbance?"

Qi Jue shrugged his shoulders: "Who knows what kind of vicious beast, it makes me happy for nothing, it's boring."

As soon as he finished speaking, several immortal monks came out from the burning alley after searching, and one of them was Yu Ci.

"Senior Jing! You can count..." He choked, his face showing surprise, his eyes fell on Qi Jue who was smiling and nodding at him behind Jing Zhou.

In the blink of an eye, the blood-clothed ghost master with a provocative and evil smile disappeared into the day-bright firelight.

"Brother Zhou, I'll take a step first, and see you later." Before leaving, Qi Jue's lips were almost pressed against Jing Zhou's earlobe, and his voice was lingering like love words.

Jing Zhou's heart was beating wildly, and his ears were a little red, so that when he met Yu Ci's gaze, there was a little panic in his eyes that he couldn't hide.

The next moment, he finally reacted: "Ci'er, what's going on?"

Yu Ci turned back to confirm in a panic. The other monks were busy disposing of the corpses, and he was relieved when he didn't find the ghost master behind Jingzhou: "At the Chaolian meeting, Zhu Yan appeared, and he couldn't eat anymore. Few people."

"Is it really Zhu Yan?" Jing Zhou frowned, because just now Qi Jue's attitude was not like lying at all, and with Qi Jue's feelings for Zhu Yan, it was impossible for Zhu Yan to be so calm.

Yu Ci nodded heavily: "Although we didn't have time to see it clearly, the characteristics of four-legged white hair and raw man-eating birds can match."

Jing Zhou thought for a while: "Does it have seven tails?"

Yu Ci was taken aback: "This... I didn't see it clearly."

Jing Zhou pondered and said, "It's still not certain that it's Zhu Yan."

Yu Ci frowned, and just wanted to ask Senior Jing how he knew?Could it be that Qi Jue told you just now?Do you believe what he said?

... But when the words came to his lips, he swallowed them again, only nodded, bit his lips again and said: "I think, □□ is close to ten."

"Are you OK?"

As he spoke, Jing Zhou probed him with his spiritual breath.

"I am fine."

"It doesn't matter, what's wrong with it?"

"They are all around to clean up the dead bodies and save the undead"

Jing Zhou nodded: "I'll help."

Yu Ci suddenly grabbed his hand: "Senior Jing just... where did he go?"

Jing Zhou was suddenly at a loss for words, and Yu Ci looked at him. In the light of the fire, those eyes that always shy away from Jing Zhou looked very serious and persistent at this moment: "Did you go to meet someone?"

"Isn't it convenient for us to know... people?"

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