Judge, please respect yourself

"Where is he?"

"He said he wants my lord to go to the ancient well in the northwest to find him in Xushi, and no one else is allowed to disturb him."

Meaning that he should go to the meeting alone?Luan Mu clenched his white hair tightly in his hands, stood up and patted the ashes on his buttocks, then looked up at the sky, guessing that it would be a while before Xushi, and it happened that he forgot to ask about something when he went to see Huaigu yesterday, why not take advantage of it It's time to go to Qingyun Pavilion.

Qingyun Pavilion is very quiet, and Huaigu likes to be quiet, so no disciples were allowed to take care of it. After Luan Mu stood outside and knocked on the door three times, someone in the inner room got up to open the door. Huaigu's condition seemed to be a little better, and he could barely walk around today. Seeing that it was Luan Mu who came, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, and his expression returned to normal after a moment.

"The judge has something to do with me?"

"You can't visit Zhenjun if you have nothing to do? I saw Zhenjun's expressionless face yesterday, and I was very concerned about it, so I came to visit again today."

Luan Mu walked into the room on his own and sat down, Huai Gu closed the door to prevent the cold outside from leaking in, he brought some charcoal fire in, and sat down on the square chair beside Luan Mu.

"Don't Zhenjun wonder where we went after Wuling left?"

"The ghost town of Fengdu, and from Fengdu to the ghost world."

I wanted to make a fool of myself, but I didn't expect that Huaigu already knew about their whereabouts, so there is no need to guess, it must be said by Beili, Luan Mu felt that it was boring, so he stopped playing tricks.

"We have been in the ghost world for a while, and I don't know how things are going in the human world during this period? But there are still strange things happening?"

"What kind of weird face does your lord mean?"

"For example, Qu Ni's resentful spirits gather but don't disperse?"

"I've never heard of it."

"Do you know the whereabouts of Wan Qiyi?"

"After you went to the ghost world, there was almost no news of the spirit, and there were no clues at all. You didn't suspect him at first, so no one knows where he is hiding now."

"No sign of him?"

"No."

Wan Tuche suddenly disappeared?Could it be that he knew they had gone to the ghost world, so he deliberately didn't dare to control the spirit anymore?So as not to bring this painstakingly poured dirty water back on himself?Thinking that this person had a purpose from the time of contact, it is not impossible to be so thoughtful, but if it is really just to make myself bear the crime for him, then what is the purpose of the spirit?Is it really just to learn the art of controlling spirits by mutilating many living and dead spirits?

Luan Mu thought for a moment, no longer entangled with this matter, but took out the black sawdust brought from Wan Lan and handed it to Huai Gu, its fragrance was pungent, before Huai Gu got closer to have a closer look, he recognized it.

"Is this a ghost tree?"

"Zhenjun is worthy of being a real gentleman, and he recognized it at a glance, but does Zhenjun feel that this is different from the usual ghost tree?"

"Not the same?"

Huai Gu took the sawdust, examined it carefully, put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed it, and suddenly saw his brows furrowed, "The fragrance of this wood does not seem to be pure."

"Can Zhenjun recognize the mixed fragrance?"

Huai Gu took another sniff and shook his head, "This mixed smell is too weak, almost covered by the scent of ghost wood, but I think the scent is slightly familiar, but I can't remember what it is, you are waiting for me to check it out Go down the scroll."

As he spoke, he got up and walked to the bookshelf, and reached out his hand to take down several volumes on the top floor. Those volumes were stacked up to a height of more than a foot. If you check it, you will find out the year of the monkey?So Luan Mu also started to help, the two of them were flipping through the pages, the sky was getting dark, they didn't realize that it was almost Xu time, afraid of delaying the appointment, before Luan Mu returned to the Ning Palace to inform Bei Li, he ran out of Yueqing dust.

He clenched the ghost tree tightly in his hand and carefully put it in his arms, just now he searched for something in the Qingyun Pavilion. He was so full of thoughts that he lost his way in the mountains. He also went to the ancient well. At that time, there were people everywhere, and Bei Li led the way, so he didn't pay much attention to it, so he couldn't remember the way, so he had to go around the mountain with his vague memory.

When I found the ancient well, it was past Xu time, and there was no one in the ancient well. It seemed that Zhuang Hua had already left. I missed this appointment, and I don't know when Zhuang Hua will see me again next time?

Luan Mu was displeased, but just as he was about to turn back, he saw someone sitting and lying on the top of a mulberry tree not far in front of him. The white hair in green clothes was too conspicuous in the dark night, and Luan Mu stopped three feet away. No longer approaching, seeing his actions, the man in Tsing Yi jumped down and walked towards him, the moonlight illuminated his face, Luan Mu could clearly see who was coming, just as Chang Qin said, his face was a little haggard, and his body was also thin a lot.

"You're late."

"It took me a while to find this ancient well. Speaking of which, how do you know that the beast knows me?"

"You mean that puppy? When I was walking in the mountains, it followed me all the time. I saw that he didn't look like a puppy in the human world, so I guessed it was a species from the ghost world. Later, he said he recognized it. You, I asked it to bring the message."

"So why did Brother Zhuang Hua seek me? Could it be that he wants to return Xi Ziyi's dead soul?"

Luan Mu was originally joking, but the moment the name was mentioned, Zhuang Hua's gaze was like a torch, and he drew his sword involuntarily. Luan Mu didn't expect him to change so quickly. He was still reminiscing about the past at the first moment, so how can he be in the next moment? Just face each other with swords?Seeing that the situation was not good, he immediately turned sideways to avoid it, but Zhuang Hua was fast, and instantly stopped the momentum by stepping on the side rocks, turned around, and swung his sword horizontally towards Luan Mu. The Bishui sword was forced to stop in front of his eyes, and Luan Mu saw clearly that there were actually five yellow talismans attached to it.

I still remember that when Lan Ling and Zhuang Hua expelled the spirit together, they just attached a picture. How does this scene look like a person who has lost his golden core?And Biyunjian was full of sword energy, and Zhuang Hua's internal energy was strong, not only that, it seemed that his skill had increased greatly compared to before?

Zhuang Hua suppressed Luan Mu to death, thinking that he would take advantage of the situation, but Zhuang Hua just hit Luan Mu's chest hard with his palm, knocked him back three feet, and put the sword back into the scabbard. In the process, he closed his eyes and took a deep breath, as if he was trying his best to calm down the anger in his heart.

"I'm not looking for you for this matter, and you don't want to provoke me. I just want to have a calm talk with you."

After finishing speaking, Zhuang Hua turned around and walked slowly down the mountain. Luan Mu rubbed his chest that was hurt just now. It felt like a broken rib, but there was no internal injury. Zhuang Hua had already walked away, and Luan Mu followed closely behind.

Counting today is thirteenth, and in two days it will be the Shangyuan Festival. Lingwu City is not as quiet as the moon and dust. The red ribbons and satins on both sides of the inner river are elegant, and the lanterns hang high above the eaves. The water carries the lanterns and candles away. , the fisherman rudders the boat and crosses, it is very lively and lively, the two are shuttling on the street, Zhuang Hua finds a private room of an inn in Lingwu and sits down, Zhuang Hua orders two plates of pastries and pours him a glass of sweet wine .

He first raised his glass and drank alone, and only after three rounds did he open his mouth.

"Farewell to Fengdu, have you returned to the ghost world but are you alright?"

"Naturally, am I sitting here peacefully? You are not looking for me this time to ask about my recent situation, are you?"

"Yes, I came to you for a purpose." Zhuang Hua put down his glass and added another glass, "There is one thing I still don't understand."

"What's the matter?"

"Why did you take Ziyi away?"

"Didn't I say that? He is a dead soul, and he should have returned to the ghost world. If you force him to stay in the human world, you will not only harm him, but also yourself, won't you?"

"Even though you are a judge, it is not up to you to decide whether to harm or not."

Luan Mu knew that he still resented him, so he drank a glass of wine with him and smiled. Although the moon was not full tonight, it was already in full bloom. Inclined/mountain and cover/people go."

After listening to a few sentences, Zhuang Hua didn't seem to like the tune, so he stretched out his hand to cover the round window. Although the tune is beautiful, the words are very sad. He might have unintentionally offended someone who cared, and the businesswoman on the bridge knew very well. ?It's just relying on a good voice to earn some money to get by, how can you know the desolation of the people upstairs?

"It's too noisy."

"I still remember that once in Yao Xu, you sneaked out to drink with me. We were drunk together with an altar. When we passed by a restaurant, we happened to hear an artist singing there. You thought she sang badly, so you insisted on showing it yourself. With both hands, he smashed down the door of the restaurant, snatched the artist girl's Guqin, babbled and howled a few times, and ended up singing away the guests without saying anything, and was beaten out by the boss."

"How do I remember that you did all of this?"

"Really? How do I remember it's you?"

"Did the amount of alcohol become smaller over the years? Two or three drinks can make you reverse the truth?"

"Haha, maybe I was too drunk at the time and remembered wrongly."

Luan Mu laughed heartily twice, then put down the wine glass in his hand, he stretched out his hand and pushed open the closed round window, the cold wind came suddenly, making people sober up a lot, the merchant woman on the bridge no longer sang the song of farewell, The city is peaceful with singing and dancing, which is a good look for Chang'an's peace.

"It would be great if I could hug the altar and drink with you unscrupulously like before."

"Isn't that what we are now?"

Luan Mu withdrew his distant gaze and shook his head, "Drinking alcohol is indeed drinking, but you can't be unscrupulous."

"If you are willing, what is the difficulty?"

"If you don't have evil intentions, I would rather."

As soon as these words came out, the wine glass that Zhuang Hua brought to his mouth hovered in the air for a moment, and then he poured the wine into his throat again. His phoenix eyes were narrow, and he turned his head to stare at Luan Mu, "What do you mean by that?"

"Why did you kill Congzhi?"

"Are you afraid that you are drinking too much and talking about wine?"

Luan Mu smiled slightly, lifted the jug on the table and filled Zhuang Hua's glass.

"You know that since the first seven days of the suzerain, I went to plan his coffin, and I found a tiny piece of black sawdust inside. It happened that I was discovered by my disciples at that time, and I didn't have time to check what it was. So I went again."

After that, he took out the ghost wood from his arms and put it on the square table between the two of them, "You should recognize this thing. This is the long-lived ghost tree presented by Wan Qiche on the birthday of the suzerain."