debt repayment

Song Hui'an heard that her words were full of hatred, so he stopped talking.

It was a deep-rooted hatred, if Shui Su had remained calm when he mentioned killing his father and enemy just now, the girl right now was completely swallowed up by hatred.

She sat under the lamp, like a porcelain puppet waiting to be shattered in silence.

"The Chiyun Sect is a majestic immortal sect who can commit dirty crimes in secret, so why can't Yun Lang change his chastity?"

When talking about Yun Lang, the demure and quiet girl showed a sneer that didn't match her appearance.

"How do you say this? Did Yun Lang empathize with her, or did he betray Xi Niang and join someone else?"

"He was not a good guy at all. He fled with Xi Niang and came to the capital without a name. Asking his wife to guard and serve him? He is not afraid of adultery and dies, but he still has a backbone, who knows that living again is not as good as the previous life, betraying his beloved wife in order to make it to the top, what kind of good man is he?"

Shui Su spoke slowly, even the eyes that were still glistening with tears were filled with hatred that could not be extinguished.

She has long learned to hold back, but as soon as this person is mentioned, no matter how solid the defensive wall is, it will collapse in an instant.

Yu Xian was dumbfounded: "Girl, that's not how it was written in your play."

"A drama is a drama, and a person is a person. The script of the drama is used by slaves to pay homage to the bride. What is written for the dead is naturally used for the dead to have a good dream."

"Miss Shuisu, how did you know that Yunlang killed his wife?"

"Of course it was Xi Niang who told me." Shui Su took out a book from his wide sleeve and put it on the silver table, "Everyone, this is the central magic weapon that maintains the operation of the entire Zhenchuang Temple, the relic left by Xi Niang to Nu. It's called 'Taoist Records'."

The magic weapon made an account book, and Quan Ying looked at it, feeling familiar.

This kind of blue book can be seen everywhere, and civil official cases are the most common in Tiangong.

Something happened to the Wenhan Mansion before, because the new archivist mistakenly took the public record book as a personal note, used it to record the ghosts and gods that were conceived on weekdays, and forcibly transferred the out-of-the-box fortune to his own destiny. Noticing the abnormality in time, the archivist was probably killed by himself.

But Yuxian asked in surprise: "Why is the "Taoist Record" controlled by Chiyunzong in the hands of the girl?"

"Sir, I don't know that there was originally only one copy of "Taoist Records", but after several generations of inheritance, it has been secretly produced by the Xianmen. This copy is one of them."

"Sorry," Quan Ying raised her hand, "What is "Taoist Records"?"

Yu Xian wondered: "Young friend Quan, don't you Dongtu Xianmen teach the principles of cultivating immortals?"

Quan Ying laughed dryly: "I'm a casual cultivator. Once I became a master, Master never took care of me again. Mr. Yuxian, I really haven't heard of what you guys are talking about."

The last time he entered Xianmen was a hundred and eight years ago, how could he remember the rules of Xianmen clearly?What's more, his life was really aggrieved: with mediocre qualifications, he was accepted as an outside disciple, relying on stealing and making jokes, playing tricks, sweeping the floor at the foot of the mountain for three years, and he was about to be driven back to the world of flowers. The family rule that he was not allowed to read miscellaneous books at night was denounced by his fellow family members, which resulted in him being punished by copying the family rules and corporal punishment, and finally hanged to death on a tree.

It is precisely because of this that when Quan Ying is reincarnated in the future, he deliberately spares the life of Huigen of the Xianmen, for fear of being cheated by the pedantic rules of the Xianmen again.

He was originally a god, and he had long forgotten the etiquette and sour stereotypes of the immortal sect, not to mention the "Taoist Records", even the "Jing Ming Emperor Tong Da Jing", he may not be able to give a general idea.

Song Hui'an also said: "It's me and my younger brother who have little talent and learning. I don't know what the "Taoist Records" are. Please ask Mr. Yuxian to clarify."

""Taoist Records" is a roster that records the ancestral records of monks in the southern land. According to legend, it was a fairy book that was accidentally dropped by a real immortal. It was picked up by the former master of the Chiyun Sect and studied to make a roster. "Taoist Records" includes All monks with names and surnames in the four seas are perfect for querying and counting the disciples of immortal sects. It is clear at a glance how many disciples have been added to each sect. But the monks in "Taoist Records" are all added with immortal seals and accepted into sects No matter how bad they are, they are also outside disciples who have undergone the apprenticeship ceremony, and casual cultivators and demon cultivators with unknown inheritance are unlikely to be included in it."

Song Hui'an said: "Since this is the case, wouldn't it be possible to observe the overall situation of Xianmen if we get it?"

Shui Su said: "That's why Chiyunzong treasured the "Taoist Records". Xi Niang's master Ye Xing sneaked into Chiyunzong, stole a copy of "Taoist Records", passed it to Xi Niang, and Xi Niang handed it over to Xi Niang. Give it to the slave to establish a real view. After all, "Taoist Records" was once a treasure of the fairy gate. Even if it is an imitation, its magic power is unfathomable, inexhaustible, and operates freely. The slave is entrusted with his blessing. It is hoped that the view of authenticity will be maintained until now.”

She spread out the book in her hand and turned to the last page.

On the snow-white rice paper, there is a blood book:

"The husband-in-law is frivolous, and the concubine is in vain. I have shared the burden of the wind and rain for 40 years, and I just pretend to be passionate! In the end, when the disaster comes, I have to show my skills. The husband is ruthless, but the concubine can't bear it. The concubine's life is to be sent to the husband to make a nomination certificate, to pick up the fame and fortune. The concubine wants to cry, will cry, will die, and will not die. Don't hurt anyone again!"

"The concubine wished she could keep my sister, and made Adi feel very sad. I hope my sister will not seek revenge for my concubine, and just take care of herself, and don't hit a stone with an egg and die in vain."

The crooked strokes filled the whole paper, expressing the grief of the woman when she was dying.

Shuisu explained: "This is Xi Niang's last words left in the "Taoist Records" when she finally fled to Zhenqiu Temple. She is full of ghosts, and she has the appearance of transforming ghosts. I use the method she taught Nu to melt away with tea. The evil spirit attached to her body, who would have expected her to die, even though the ghost is gone, the flesh and blood will be withered, and it will be gone after three days."

"Could it be that Mrs. Xi Niang's corpse is also in view?"

"She is in the front hall," Shui Su said, "I molded her bones into a golden body and offered incense. I have always yearned and admired her. Even if she passes away, I still want to admire and admire her as always."

Quan Ying heard her speak in a soft voice, but felt creepy, and thought that it was not easy for this woman to care about Xi Niang.

He only said on his face: "Miss Ping, please forgive me."

Shui Su and Ping Niang, he should have guessed it a long time ago.

"Happy Meeting" is not a drama, it is clearly a dream that does not really exist.

In the girl's dream, she is a lady who has been deeply loved by her father from the beginning to the end. The filth that harmed her father was not only beheaded and displayed to the public, but also cast aside by the world, and she would never be able to stand up again; Continue the relationship.There is no life and death, and there is no death.

She deliberately concealed the fact that the husband and wife broke up and faced each other, not only to comfort the spirit of Xi Niang in heaven, but also to comfort herself.

"Xi Niang has always been an upright and good lady, I really feel sorry for her."

Shui Su sighed, turned to see that Cultivator Wang who was lying on the ground had woken up without them knowing, and said with a smile: "Lang Jun, good night."

"...Ye, good night."

After Cultivator Wang finished speaking, he turned his head to see Yuxian, looked surprised again, and shouted excitedly: "Brother Yuxian, what's going on? Let me go, didn't we agree to go ghost hunting together?" Why, when I woke up, was I bound to the ground instead? Who are this girl and these two fellow Taoists?"

Yuxian looked at him with a complicated expression.

"Wang Langjun, the little girl is talking about refining ghost weapons with the three of them," Shui Su said faintly with a half-smile, "I have also received many ghost-shaped lords here. I'm very familiar with it. I don't know if Mr. Lang is really ignorant, or if he activated the Immortal Forbidden Technique to end up being bound to the ground like this?"

"Girl, what are you talking about?" Cultivator Wang twisted his body, and he was embarrassed to crawl towards Yuxian, a few drops of sweat that were not easy to be noticed on his forehead, "Brother Yuxian, are you kidding me? Let me go, we agreed to catch ghosts..."

"Sorry, Brother Wang, please sleep again."

Yu Xian was thinking deeply, and couldn't allow others to shout, before the other three made a move, he tapped that person's acupoints a few times, and Cultivator Wang's tense body was released, and he passed out.

Shui Su said again: "In a word, I was trapped in Zhenqiu Temple because of Xi Niang's protection, but also because I had no choice. Both Nu and Xi Niang were framed by the Chiyun Sect. The strength is low, and there is no way to take down the Chiyunzong. He can only help the monks who were also killed by the Chiyunzong, do good deeds, and pass the time. Take comfort in the spirit of heaven."

Yu Xian was trying to comfort the depressed girl, when suddenly she felt trembling!

The tremors in Zhenchen Temple were particularly intense. The small items placed on high places fell down one after another as if it was raining. Even the golden screen behind Shuisu collapsed.

The golden threads mixed with peacock feathers were scattered like fluff, falling in the dust.

Song Hui'an hurriedly protected Quan Ying's head, and said angrily, "What's going on?!"

The unstoppable power of Taoism breaks through the enchantment of Taoist temple, and splits straight into the temple.

The visitor came with a sword, with awe-inspiring righteousness, and shouted:

"The ghost gate of the demon sect, you still don't want to die!"

The dazzling light split the roof, and the man manipulated the magic weapon, and the hurricane blew the roof away.

The broken bricks and tiles fell straight down, Song Hui'an tightly protected Quan Ying in his arms, and Yu Xian also chanted a protective spell to protect everyone.

The roof was gone, and the bones of the monks stored in the secret compartment were all visible.

This is incredible.

At first glance, two mahogany spirits, two monks who woke up and fell asleep, one living person, and two stone statue spirits were guarding a room full of monk corpses. They really seemed to be plotting a terrible crime, which was extremely suspicious.

"Okay, it's not in vain. It took me a long time to search, and I finally found this ghost temple that has been rumored for many years in Han City. Let me see what gods and ghosts you are pretending to be, and dare to be slaughter monks in Han City! Let me ask for advice One time!"

[The author has something to say: Note: "The husband-in-law is frivolous" comes from Du Fu's "Beauty". 】