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What's going on? ! "Fu Chengchuan looked at the situation in front of him in horror.

"Master Mingyu, is this the consequence of your death curse?" Jin Ting asked with a frown.

"No...impossible..." Mingyu was also a little incoherent, staring at the "lonely soul" burning with purple flames in astonishment.

The coquettish fire surrounded the "lonely soul" with wisps of white smoke, and the short-lived "lonely soul" finally turned into a pinch of soot on the ground.

"This……"

All the martial artists were stunned and didn't come back to their senses for a long time, until Jin Ting said: "Everyone has also seen that this haunting incident is extremely strange, and it is even secretly controlled by someone."

"Even if the haunting is caused by someone secretly manipulating it, it can't be groundless." Yang Jueyi said righteously, "I think that maybe the survivors of the Nangong family want to use this method to imply that everyone in the martial arts world like me paid attention to the case of the Nangong family. "

"What Benefactor Yang said is true. Although this matter is weird, it did not cause any personal injury." Ming Yu stood up and said with compassion, "If the leader of the Jin Dynasty can investigate the case back then, and give justice to the leader of Nangong, I believe Things like this don’t happen anymore.”

"Jin has made a promise this morning, and will give you an explanation within a month." Jin Ting clasped his fists and said loudly.

"Amitabha, since that's the case, let's just leave." Ming Yu said.

"Let's go, I'll go back and sleep." Fu Chengchuan picked up the sword and left.

The others followed suit and left. Jin Ting took one last look at the calm Xilin Pagoda. The dark waves in his eyes became more and more complex. He withdrew his eyes and walked away with a cold face.

"What's going on, young master?" Mo Qiaozhi asked strangely.

"Maybe there is something wrong with the eyes." Lian Heng carefully looked at everything around him, and suddenly a white shadow flashed in front of him, which made him vigilant, and he said "go" coldly, and flew straight away And rise.

The reflection of the Xilin Pagoda in the dark night almost blended with Lian Heng, who was dressed in black and colorful clothes, and flew past under the night sky like a ghost, silently.

Under the full moon, everything in the world is exposed under the frosty brilliance. A man in white clothes who is more than snow stands lightly on the ridge of the roof. He faces the bright and clear moon. film.

"Young Master Lian, we meet again." A gentle voice like the rising sun said from the mouth of the man in white.

Lian Heng leisurely landed on the ridge of the roof, he smiled and said: "Your Excellency's Undead Witch and Gu skills are still a bit weak, once you recite the <Curse of Rebirth>, you won't be able to bear it anymore."

"Young Master Lian, people who are too smart don't live long." The man in white smiled softly.

"To each other." Lian Heng shrugged and said indifferently.

"We will meet again." The man in white smiled inexplicably, and flew towards the full moon like white snow in an instant, like a banished fairy left behind in the world.

Lian Heng looked at Qingyue and smiled like an innocent little boy: "Let's go too."

The shadow of Gu Hong will also be submerged in this chaotic dynasty.

The next day, early morning.

In the early morning in the south of the Yangtze River, the birds are singing and the warblers are singing. Although it is still desolate at the end of winter, it also has the breath of spring.

Lian Heng woke up early in the morning and was busy packing his bags. Now that the haunting incident is over, he should go to Jeju to see Xiao Yining's injury later.He walked out of the room all the way to Xiao Yining's residence, when he entered the door, he saw where Mo Qiaozhi and Feng Yang were already, and the doctor came for a follow-up visit last time.

"The injury is getting better, just continue to use the medicine." The doctor stood up and said.

"When will he wake up?" Lian Heng asked.

"It depends on his recovery." Lang Zhong shook his head and said, packed the medicine box before leaving.

"Thank you, Ying'er is going to grab the medicine," Feng Yang said.

"Yes, doctor please." Ying'er politely led the doctor out of the room.

"Uncle Feng, we will leave for Jeju in a while." Lian Heng said seriously, "If he wakes up and still doesn't recover his memory and is still out of control, then let him fall asleep first, and I will make arrangements later. "

"Yes, my subordinates obey."

"Uncle Mo, let's set off."

The water in the south of the Yangtze River is melting, and the warm sun at the end of winter spreads softly on the pedestrians. The breath of spring is like a sharp sword piercing through the shield of the dark night, splitting the coldness of winter.

All the way to the south, the sun is still good, and the flowers on Moshang are blooming.

Four days later.

Jeju was originally the most prosperous city in the South of the Five Ridges, facing the South China Sea, and also the window to the south of the Dahua Dynasty.Although Jeju is not as prosperous as it used to be, it is gradually recovering.

The setting sun in the evening fell on the officials and people of Jeju who were still working diligently. The people and officials worked hard to rebuild Jeju. Perhaps it was God’s mercy. The rain stopped the next day after An Xuansu and others came, and the disaster relief work was carried out in an orderly manner. In progress.

In the hardest-hit area, that is, near the embankment, soldiers were trying their best to repair it, and everyone was busy, but luckily it didn't rain.An Xuansu and other officials also accompanied the inspectors, surveying and repairing the dam near the embankment.

When the will was united, dozens of ordinary people in white linen clothes came in a uniform manner from a distance, roaring like a rainbow: "Bless the gods! Bless me Dahua!"

"Ahem, what are they doing?" An Xuansu coughed a few times, and looked suspiciously at the dozens of people who were walking in neat steps.

"My lord, many people in our Lingnan area believe in the Immortal Sect, and they should be followers of the Immortal Sect." State official Zhang Si stepped forward and replied.

"Fengxian Fuze! Bless me Dahua!" Dozens of believers shouted and shouted slogans as they walked past a group of officials. They continued to walk around the disaster area in neat steps. Holding an unfolded picture scroll, the picture scroll depicts a man in white clothes with a white gauze on his face, ethereal like a fairy.

Seeing this, An Xuansu's eyes turned cold, yes, the man on the picture scroll is exactly the man in white who injured Lian Heng at Peeping Cloud Cliff that day - the mysterious man.

"Well, the man on the picture scroll is the immortal they enshrined in the Immortal Sect." Zhang Si pointed and continued to explain.

"Is this Fengxian sect a cult?" Gongsun Yu looked at the followers strangely and asked.

"The teaching of the Immortal Sect is to uphold justice and uphold truth, goodness and beauty, and it has not affected the imperial court." Zhang Si smiled.

"So that's how it is." Gongsun Yu nodded, watching the group of white-clothed believers gradually go away, until they disappeared, he said, "Let's continue to look at the direction of disaster relief tomorrow."

"Cough cough cough...Tomorrow is the disaster relief in Dongcheng..." An Xuansu also looked away, coughing and discussing disaster relief with several other officials, only to see that his Qi was weak and his blood was weak, his lips were white, and he was haggard Not presentable.

Zhang Si looked worriedly at An Xuansu who was obviously seriously ill and said, "Master An, let's go back to your room to rest, you are very sick."

"Mr. Sima, accompany Mr. An back to the mansion. There will be no trouble here with this king." Gongsun Yu ordered with a frown.

"Lord An, you have been working non-stop for two days to relieve disasters, what should you do if you collapse?" Sima Guo also said anxiously, "It's better to go back to the room to rest, and ask a doctor to take a look."

"Okay, okay, please stop nagging..." An Xuansu looked at the officials helplessly, and accompanied by Sima Guo, he got into the carriage and went back to the official residence.

【Jeju Official Residence】

"Doctor, please." Maid Xiao Rong invited an old man with white hair and beard into the room.

Although there is a heater in the room, it is still unavoidable to be damp for a while, because the weather has been rainy and cold all the time, which made the room very cold and damp. An Xuansu, who was lying on the bed, coughed heavily from time to time, Gongsun Yu He and Chu Piao came to visit as representatives of officials.

"Cough cough cough..."

"The villain has met Mr. An." The old man saluted tremblingly.

"There's no need to be polite..." An Xuansu said weakly.

The old doctor nodded and went forward to feel An Xuansu's pulse. After a stick of incense, the doctor stood up and said: "Master An is overworked, and he is not used to the damp and cold here, so he suffered from the wind and cold."

"Will it get better soon?" Chu Piao asked worriedly.

"The old man suggests that Mr. An should go back to Beijing to recuperate. Mr. An has been ill for a long time." The doctor said seriously, "Besides, it's cold and humid here. Mr. An will not get better if he stays here."

"Mr. Sima, I ordered you to arrange for Mr. An to return to Beijing immediately. This illness cannot be delayed." Gongsun Yu immediately gave orders.

"Yes." Sima Guo nodded, "After I make arrangements, I will go back to Beijing to take care of Mr. An. Mr. An should leave tomorrow morning."

"My lord is right. It's cold at night, so it's not suitable for Mr. An to go out." The doctor nodded and said.

"Well, I will directly use the king's carriage for the carriage." Gongsun Yu said generously, with a serious look on his face.

"It's impossible. If people find out when you return to Beijing, Mr. An will not be able to argue." Sima Guo shuddered and refused again and again.

"Oh, then order someone to use the best carriage and go to Jingzhou to change the waterway faster." Gongsun Yu continued.

"Yes." Sima Guo nodded and left.

"The old man is going to prescribe the medicine, and I will leave first." The old man bowed and left.

"Xiao Rong went to get the medicine." Chu Piao said.

"Yes, the maidservant will leave."

"Cough cough cough..." An Xuansu coughed violently and opened his eyes slightly.

"Lord An, I have arranged for you to return to Beijing tomorrow to recover from your illness, so you don't need to worry about it anymore." Gongsun Yu said seriously.

"Ahem..." An Xuansu looked at Gongsun Yu in surprise.

"This is my king's order. This place is really not suitable for you to recuperate from illness. What's more, the disaster relief is in an orderly manner. With this king and Lord Chu, there will be no trouble." Gongsun Yu continued.

"Lord An, don't worry, I will definitely do my best." Chu Piao also said seriously.

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