The Cannon Fodder Big Brother collapsed again

When Fang Qian followed the two men to Qingyun Temple, there was a series of common people behind him. Immortal Master Jingtan would come to this temple every year to eliminate evil spirits and accept "destined people" as disciples.

Except for a few old people among these people, it was the first time for the rest of them to see the living Wangshu Xianjun, and they secretly watched and chatted in low voices.No matter where the topic starts, it will eventually turn to appearance.

Fang Qian, who was forced to listen all the way, couldn't help sighing, and stopped outside the temple gate, followed by the people behind him.

The man who led the way was stunned for a moment, then turned his head and looked at Fang Qian cautiously. The makeup on his face had been completely washed off, and he looked surprisingly handsome: "Why didn't Xianjun leave?"

Fang Qian didn't answer, but just walked to the outside of the temple and looked around.The mountains here are rolling and rolling, like a dragon lying on its back.Although he doesn't understand formation techniques, he can tell that someone has specially adjusted the terrain here to nourish this Qingyun Temple.

From here, you can see the entire Changzhi Town, and the place in the northeast corner is the Fang family's old house.

When I come back this time, I should go back and have a look.

"Let's go." Fang Qian withdrew his gaze and walked into Qingyun Temple.As he entered, three bells rang in the temple.

The young novice put down the bell and pestle, and walked in front of Fang Qian: "Wangshu Xianjun, the immortal master is waiting for you inside, please follow me."

Fang Qian came all the way so ostentatiously, it was expected that the master would know in advance.He walked into Qingyun Temple with the little novice, and the people watching the excitement behind him did not follow.

Seeing this, the two big men were about to run into the side hall next to them with oil on their feet, but Fang Qian dragged them back one by one: "Don't worry, come with me to meet my legendary good apprentice."

As he spoke, he glanced at the side hall, and found that it was... the side hall dedicated to Lord Wangshu, and from the door, he could see the honest and kind grandfather statue inside.

Fang Qian held back his hand that was about to draw his sword, and forced himself to look ahead.

The little novice who led the way looked back when he heard the words, but he didn't stop Fang Qian's decision to take the two more.

Until a seven-story pagoda, this pagoda was built on the top floor of Qingyun Temple. It was originally a place where spiritual energy accumulated, but the surroundings were extremely cold.

The little novice who led the way stopped, turned sideways to Fang Qian and said: "The immortal teacher is inside, I hope Shu Xianjun please."

Fang Qian looked at the resentment clearly entwined on the seven-story pagoda in front of him, and couldn't help laughing. He held down Jun Hong who was screaming with swords: "Do you think I'm stupid?"

The little novice also smiled slightly, and said calmly: "Of course the immortal is not stupid. If the immortal is not willing to enter, he can leave."

As soon as he finished speaking, the seventh-floor pagoda door opened automatically, and an old man was hung in front of the pagoda door, his toes barely reaching the ground. When he saw Fang Qian, his eyes lit up, and he struggled to move forward: "Young master, the master was caught They kidnapped!"

This old man is the servant Ah Heng of the Fang family. It is self-evident who the master he is talking about is self-evident.

Fang Qian's face turned completely cold, and Jun Hong took advantage of the situation and stabbed directly at the rope that bound the old man's wrist.However, the moment Jun Hong pulled out of the sheath, the surrounding scenes seemed to be completely isolated.

Fang Qian could still see the terrified gazes of the two big men and Ah Heng, and the strange smile of the little novice, but they all disappeared as if they had been slowed down.

Another fantasy!

……

Ji Zheng held Lin Shaoxin's hand that was trying to push the coffin: "Look at other places first."

It stands to reason that no one would deliberately put the corpse of the Lin family into the coffin, not to mention that it had been ten years, and the coffin was so brightly placed here, it didn't look right no matter how you looked at it.

Lin Shaoxin's expression darkened, and he forced himself to look away.

The murderer back then was only here to kill people, and he didn't touch much of the Lin family's belongings, but after so many years, valuable items have already been emptied.

On the contrary, there are still some children's gadgets in the east wing, such as the rattle with a hole in it, which are still thrown in place.

Lin Shaoxin was stunned for a moment, picked up the rattle and shook it, the broken drum naturally couldn't make any sound.

Lin Shaoxin carefully wiped off the dust with his sleeve, put it in the storage bag, but bumped into the cabinet beside him when he turned around.

A little wooden man fell from above.Lin Shaoxin picked up the little wooden figure, looked it up and down, and found that Ji Zheng's traces could be vaguely seen on his facial features.

It's just too ugly, why is this face still square?

Lin Shaoxin turned the little wooden figurine upside down, and found that there was still a little scorched black mark on its heart, as if it had been corroded.

He took the little wooden figure to the door and handed it to Ji Zheng: "A Zheng, look at this, is it yours?"

Ji Zheng was stunned for a moment, and took the little wooden figurine in his hand. The moment he touched it, he felt a familiar feeling of intimacy, as if it also belonged to him. "No, where did you find it?"

"Just hide in the cabinet." Lin Shaoxin pointed to the wing room with a smile and said: "It can't hide in by itself, can it?"

Hearing this, Ji Zheng felt a little weird, as if the little wooden figure was really in the cabinet he hid in. After thinking for a while, he subconsciously put the little wooden figure into the storage bag, and when he looked up again, he happened to meet Lin Shaoxin's frightened expression.

"A Zheng!"

Ji Zheng turned his head suddenly, and the three coffins in the yard opened naturally at some point.The black mist condensed into huge hands, grabbed his waist and dragged him into the coffin.

Ji Zheng frowned, and used his fingers as a sword to cut off the black mist, but the black mist only dissipated for a moment, then condensed together again, grabbed his limbs, and pulled him into the coffin.

"Ah Zheng..." Compared to Ji Zheng who was able to cut through the black mist, Lin Shaoxin could only struggle with the pillar for a while, and then was sucked into the coffin with the pillar.

The coffin containing him regained his calm in an instant.

"Less letter!" Ji Zheng broke free with his right hand and smashed the coffin that had just swallowed Lin Shaoxin, but there was nothing inside.

Ji Zheng hesitated for a moment, and simply gave up struggling, allowing the black mist to drag him into another coffin.

……

This is a place with beautiful mountains and clear waters, surrounded by lush forests and bamboos, creating a harmonious and comfortable scenery.

Ji Zheng frowned and looked around vigilantly. He looked sideways at the green bamboo beside him, and raised his hand to pull off a bamboo leaf.

The bamboo leaf in his hand was still there, but the same bamboo leaf grew out of the same place on the emerald bamboo very quickly, with the same size, position and color.

This is... an illusion?Where is Lin Shaoxin now?

Ji Zheng crushed the bamboo leaves in his hands, and he could only find someone if he left the illusion. While he was meditating, he heard footsteps coming from the depths of the bamboo forest.

Believe less!

No, it's not Lin Shaoxin... Ji Zheng didn't look back, but his fingers slowly curled up.

He recognized it, it was that person's footsteps!

Fang Qian had been wandering around in this secret realm for almost half an hour. When he had just reached the outskirts of the bamboo forest, he realized that there was someone in front of him. As soon as Jun Hong moved, he pushed him back again.

The person in the bamboo forest is Ji Zheng, why did the little wolf cub appear in his fantasy? "you……"

Before Fang Qian could finish his words, Ji Zheng called him first.Fang Qian raised his sword to block Ji Zheng's attack, rubbing the center of his eyebrows almost helplessly.

Why are you still so irritable in the illusion?Start a fight after a disagreement?

"Wait a minute, are you real or fake?"

Ji Zheng sneered twice, it was the first time he saw such a real illusion.Why is it still showing up?Why is this person in the dream and in the hallucination? !

Thinking of this, Ji Zheng simply gave up his attack tactics, and even his eyes were stained scarlet.

Fang Qian frowned, it was fine to give way in reality, it was his fault, so there was no reason to give way to this little kid in the illusion.However, the moment Jun Hong got out of the scabbard, Fang Qian felt the pull of his soul, and his movements stopped suddenly.

is he real !But why did he also enter his own illusion?

When Fang Qian was in a daze, Ji Zheng had already reached out and pinched Fang Qian's neck.

Fang Qian's neck was slender and fair, as if it could be cut off with a pinch.But wouldn't it be too cheap for him to die like this? If he died like this, who should I ask to take back the suffering I have suffered in the past ten years...

How much he hates... Day and night in the Ten Thousand Ghosts Nest, he wished he could eat his flesh and blood!

Ji Zheng tilted his head, and before Fang Qian could react, he directly pressed him to the ground, and bit his shoulder until he tasted blood in his mouth, and he didn't let go.

Fang Qian didn't expect that Ji Zheng's strength would be so strong that he couldn't break free for a while.The pain on his shoulder made him slightly stunned, and the spiritual power gathered in his hands quickly dissipated.

If biting yourself can relieve your anger, then let him bite, at most it will only lose a piece of meat.

Fang Qian waited for a quarter of an hour, feeling that Ji Zheng's strength was gradually weakening, and then sighed and said, "Let go after biting enough, don't your teeth hurt?"

As expected, Ji Zheng let go of his mouth and raised his head, but still pressed Fang Qian firmly, his eyes fixed on Fang Qian's face.How is one bite enough?He wished he could eat this person into his stomach one bite at a time!

Thinking this way, he opened his mouth again to bite down, but Fang Qian held his head with one hand and kicked him down.

Fang Qian stood up, pulled his clothes to cover the tooth marks on his right shoulder: "One bite is enough, how did you come in?" He thought for a while and added, "You also came to Qingyun Temple?"

Ji Zheng licked the blood on his lips, felt the smell of rust belatedly, and his brain, which was stunned by anger, finally regained clarity: "Fang Qian?"

Fang Qian couldn't laugh or cry: "It's an honor, you still recognize me."

Ji Zheng's eyes were deep, and he curled his fingers several times: "Why did you appear in my illusion?"

In fact, Fang Qian also wanted to know this question: "I am in Qingyun Temple, a seven-story pagoda."

Ji Zheng glanced at the surrounding bamboo forest expressionlessly.

Fang Qian coughed: "Where did you come in from?"

"……coffin."

Fang Qian and Ji Zheng looked at each other, and they were both silent for a while. Fang Qian turned his head first: "Let's go, I still want to call and wait until we get out. Let's find an exit first."

Ji Zheng stared blankly at Fang Qian's unabashedly exposed back, his brows were furrowed, and the spiritual power in his hands condensed several times.

Did he really think he couldn't kill him? !