The gentleman is to blame

Night is coming, the light rain is still there, and there is still some time before Haishi.Hundreds of lights, Haiyu night, there is a kind of beauty in the tranquility.Song Huaizhen liked this scene very much, and seeing that it was still early, he thought about going out for a walk.Picking up the oil-paper umbrella, he was about to leave the room.

"Mr. Xiaolang, please stay. The nights in our Haiyu are not as good as before. According to the villain, it is safer for you to stay in the inn." Xiaoer said.

"Thank you for the reminder from the store. I just came here at the beginning of the next day and wanted to walk around."

Xiaoer: "Hey, I'm a guest officer, you can't do it. You are young, if something really happens, your parents will send the white-haired one to the black-haired one. You should think again! "

Hearing Xiao Er's sincere words, Song Huaizhen couldn't bear to refuse, nodded repeatedly, and thanked Xiao Er again and again.Turned back to the room.

I studied Xie Nangui's hand-painted map for a long time in the room, and it was very clear and clear. I could understand it at a glance, and I was amazed in my heart. This person is really amazing, and the map I drew really suits my wishes.Although I don't know the way, but with this map in hand, it's not a problem to reach Temple Mountain.Song Huaizhen couldn't go out, so he had to pick up a book in the room and start reading.Until Wushi, he turned over and went out of the window to the backyard, avoiding Xiaoer, holding a map in his hand, performing lightness kung fu, and hurried to Dianshan.

Song Huaizhen, eighteenth-rate martial arts, first-rate lightness kung fu.

At night, Dianshan is full of black lights and blind lights, and there is no one inhabited.

When traveling at night, I can only rely on the moonlight. Now that it is raining, I can see a vague mountain in the distance, and the rest is hazy.Song Huaizhen came all the way and didn't meet a single person.The city of Haiyu is considered a little populated, but Dianshan looks like a deserted place that has been isolated for many years.

Thanks to Xie Nangui's clear map, he arrived at the agreed place safely.But why hasn't Xie Nangui arrived yet?Song Huaizhen was a little surprised, the chief disciple of Yizong wasn't punctual?Suddenly someone patted his shoulder, and Song Huaizhen shouted, "Where is the ghost?" He folded his hands quickly, took out a talisman with a formation, and was about to release the barrier to protect himself, when he heard a familiar voice.

"Song Huaizhen, it's me. I didn't expect you to be so timid, you don't even know whether you are a human or a ghost, so you will use your enchantment technique."

Song Huaizhen took the talisman, feeling very wronged, this temple mountain is already haunted by ghosts, Xie Nangui came over so silently, he was right to be careful.Really, when he was a child, he was too talkative when others fed him, but now he is even more talkative when he releases the barrier.

"What are you thinking, sigh, did you get lost along the way?"

"Thanks to your map, I have lived up to my mission." Song Huai said sincerely.

"According to the information I have inquired, this ghost usually lives at the junction of Dianshan and Haiyu City. Now most of the people in Dianshan have moved to the inner city of Haiyu because of fear, or moved to other places in Haiyu."

"According to what you said, the closer you are to the temple mountain, the higher the possibility of encountering ghosts, but have any lives been lost?"

"Since there are ghosts and ghosts, so far, no one has been killed in the city."

"You have always been careful. If you came here early today, I'm afraid you have already inquired about the general clues of ghosts and ghosts."

Xie Nangui nodded, "Let's go to the depths of the temple mountain. I have been guarding here for a long time, and there is no movement."

Song Huaizhen and Xie Nangui were in front of each other, Xie Nangui was holding a folding fan in his hand, and was dressed in green.Song Huaizhen held a few talismans in his hand, and was wearing a black and white Taoist robe and a Taoist hat.When he was at Yanxia Temple, Fu Wenyuan wore black clothes all the year round for the convenience of practicing swords.Both the master and myself are wearing Taoist robes, but the master is gorgeous and I am ordinary.

A fairy disciple, a martial arts knight, a sect elder, and a little Taoist priest.

One is both civil and martial arts, with superb medical skills; the other is the best in the world, unrivaled in the world;

The two walked for about half an hour, and the rain stopped.The surrounding area is quiet, there is no sound, not to mention ghosts, not even the cry of a wild animal.Song Huaizhen asked suspiciously, "Is this place a maze?"

Xie Nangui shook his head and said, "This place has been empty since I came here."

Song Huaizhen thought that the place was getting darker and darker, and even the moonlight was covered by towering trees, so he found some firewood nearby, and managed to start a fire with wood flakes.Find two torches from your package and light them.Pass one of them to Xie Nangui.

The two walked for another half an hour, and a dilapidated abandoned house appeared in front of them.The people who live here may not be rich enough, and now they are declining, and they are even more broken.The old house is covered with ivy, and the turquoise leaves should be refreshing, but at this time it seems to be walking in the dark, and occasionally a wolf with green eyes reveals a strange sense of luster and death.

There was only half of the wooden door left, and Song Huaizhen saw Xie Nangui push the door in with ease, picked up the torch in his hand, and observed the scene inside the house.Song Huaizhen followed up and touched the table with his hands, there were thick layers of dust, it should be that no one has been there for a long time.Going out from the back door of the house is a small courtyard.There is a solitary grave in the courtyard, which is shabby, overgrown with weeds, and the tombstone is not as grand as a tombstone should be.Song Huaizhen thumped in his heart, could it be that Xie Nangui's footsteps trembled, he knelt down towards the lonely grave, and kowtowed heavily.Song Huaizhen probably understood that the people buried in this solitary grave were Xie Nangui's parents, the couple who ran the tea shop.

Song Huaizhen walked up to Xie Nangui, knelt down together, and kowtowed three times.Turning his head to look at Xie Nangui, he saw that his body was trembling slightly, and he wanted to comfort him for a while, but felt that thousands of words were powerless.Don't be sad, don't be sad, hurt parting, there is nothing to stop fate gathering and separation.My parents died young, and I have never met them.But Xie Nangui lived with his parents in the past, and he has a deep memory.I can't appreciate it myself, and I can't comfort it.Xie Nangui Youyou stood up, even in the dark night, he could see his complexion was very bad.

"I, I'm going to the front room. In the past, the pilgrims had something to say to Tianzun, and I always hid aside. If you want to talk to your uncle and aunt, I won't eavesdrop."

Xie Nangui seemed to smile slightly, "No, actually, I already knew they were already there, but I just didn't have the courage to come here."

Suddenly the torch was extinguished, and a ghostly aura arose.

"It's strange tonight. Two beautiful young gentlemen came. Among them, this one who is a bit dumb is a little Taoist priest. Is he going to subdue the slave family?" Pale, bloodless.The long black hair and bright red lips are particularly conspicuous.

"It's really two handsome men, a gentle and handsome young master, and a clear-eyed little Taoist priest. I really like you very much. Which one of you should I have a spring night with?"

Song Huaizhen, who has lived on the mountain all year round, has never seen such an arrogant and unscrupulous woman, she stood there dumbfounded.

Xie Nangui threw away the extinguished torch in his hand, and suddenly, he pulled himself up, hovered in the air, and landed in front of the female ghost lightly and delicately.The female ghost was shocked and hid back.Flicking up his water sleeves, he walked towards Xie Nangui.Xie Nangui quickly opened the folding fan, the surface of the fan was like a sharp blade, cutting off the water sleeve.But the water sleeves were getting longer and longer, as if they were weaving layers of nets to entangle Xie Nangui.Xie Nangui waved his folding fan, cutting off the water sleeves coming from all directions.

The water sleeves became longer and faster, and the speed became faster and faster. Song Huaizhen silently chanted a mantra, mobilized his spiritual power, threw out the talisman, and stuck it on the female ghost.The female ghost took off the talisman easily.He smiled and said, "Your Excellency is not a fake Taoist priest, this talisman is useless at all." While smiling, a silver needle in Xie Nangui's paper fan shot straight at the female ghost.The female ghost was a little annoyed and funny, "My stomach hurts. Sometimes it is the fake talisman of the little Taoist priest, and sometimes it is the little silver needle of the little man. It should be said that the two of you are—" The female ghost raised her arms , and found that he couldn't move at all, and all the water sleeves entangled with Xie Nangui suddenly fell to the ground.

Looking down, I found a magic circle on the ground.

"It turns out that Xiao Langjun's silver needle and Taoist priest's talisman are used in this way." The female ghost's tone was mournful, her face full of melancholy.

Song Huaizhen and Xie Nangui, in times of crisis, they performed exceptionally well and cooperated with each other tacitly.

Xie Nangui folded his folding fan and walked slowly towards the female ghost, "Are you the scary female ghost who wanders around Temple Mountain every day?"

"Mr. Xiao Lang is really wronged. I just live here, how can I scare people indiscriminately?"

Xie Nangui stared at the female ghost, his eyes were cold and slightly angry.He smiled and said, "Could it be here, or is it your home?" As he spoke, he pulled out a new silver needle from the gap in the fan.Said, "I am a doctor, I don't like to kill, but,

If you are still stubborn, I don't mind making you suffer. "

"Don't, don't, this, female ghost, you have something to say, we don't want to do anything to you, my friend, he is not in a good mood." Song Huai said anxiously.

"It's true that you know people, you know your face, but you don't know your heart. The servants thought that this young master was willing to go to the cloud and rain with him, so how could he expect to be so cruel.

The little Taoist has some sympathy for me, a ghost.I can't understand it, I can't understand it, the slave family didn't understand it when he was alive, and he is still confused after death. "

"Why are you wandering here?" Xie Nangui asked.

"I have been here for a long time, and I have never harmed anyone. I just want to know if the person who killed me is still alive, and whether the revenge of my benefactors will be avenged."