Heaven is fearless

Of course, Shao Tianheng didn't know about the agreement they reached in private. Even Tiandao, when playing the role of a weak human being, he couldn't exert superhuman strength, so during this period of illness, he often used the ghost king's shell Go out and hang out.

Not long after Chu Zhang left Yaoyi Hall, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince lying on the bed quickly put on the ghost king's skin and appeared in Taohuawu in the east of the city.

Although this Taohuawu has a popular name, it is actually a small temple on the mountain where the monks plant dozens of acres of peach trees to increase the income of the temple. In spring, the peach blossoms can be sold to the daughter's family to make rouge powder, and the peaches can also be sold. Peach branches can also be used as firewood.

However, after this peach grove grew to a certain size, literati and students in the city often came here for spring. Wen Chashui money subsidizes life.

At the end of winter and the beginning of spring, the peach blossoms have not yet bloomed, and the voices of people in the forest are sparse. The man wearing Mili's head and a loose long-sleeved robe lingers on the ground, drifting into the forest like a wisp of smoke. Looking around, he chooses the tallest man in the forest. The luxuriant peach tree spread out at the foot of the tree, turning into a mass of ink-like ink, which immediately condensed into a human form on the branches of the treetops.

The handsome ghost king lay down comfortably on the branch of the tree, posing a posture that the prince of the Yaoyi Palace would never do, and the smoky gauze gown hung from the treetop like a cloud, It wasn't obvious when he was standing, but when he lay down so unpretentiously, the layers of thin clothes that were layered like cicada's wings were clearly scattered.

Pushing aside Mi Li that had slid down to his cheek with one hand, Ghost King Xiyi took out a half-arm-long wine jug from his wide sleeve. Also very scary.

Qu raised his finger to open the seal on the mouth of the jar, Xi Yi held the wine jar with one hand and began to drink, the practitioner's control over the strength and angle was exquisite, clear wine trickled out of the wide mouth of the jar, without missing a single drop was poured down the throat.

There was the sound of a rumbling carriage three miles away, Xi Yi turned over, turned his back to the outside, and grabbed a handful of dry peach branches. The brown, crooked branches began to grow crazily as if they had been ordered, and pulled out in a moment. The green leaves gave birth to light pink flowers, and this strange beauty lasted for less than a moment. The flowers withered and the leaves withered, and the bright colors disappeared in an instant, leaving only the abnormally twisted and upright branches with green and black ghostly air. Covering the figure of the person lying inside.

The carriage drove towards this side without stopping, and stopped outside the peach forest. Someone in the carriage lifted the curtain and looked at this side: "What is this place?"

Xi Yi, who was lazily drinking with his eyes closed, opened his eyes and looked sideways in some surprise.

Chu Zhang?

Why is he here?

What kind of fate is this!

Sure enough, Chu Zhang should be the ghost king's disciple, so there's nothing to wash!

Xi Yi Gulu got up at once, and sneaked out of the branch by climbing on the branch. With his eyesight, he could see the scene outside the forest without any help from magic.

The coachman stopped the carriage and answered the nobleman's words: "Go back to the Lord, this is the Fanyin Temple, and the Medicine Buddha Buddha enshrined in it is very effective. Whoever's child or adult is in poor health, they will come here to burn incense. It is said that the wives in the city I often come here to wish my family members good health!"

Chu Zhang was only attracted by the large-scale peach forest. After the driver said these words, his heart moved, and he ordered: "You wait here, I will go in and have a look."

The coachman whipped his whip neatly: "Hey! Listen to you!"

The young man turned over from the car and walked into the dry peach forest in winter alone.

Fanyin Temple is very small, there are no more than six or seven monks, wearing white-washed monk robes, and there are a few vegetable fields outside the temple. It can be seen that life is poor. Chu Zhang followed the Zhike monk to walk in. Life is poor, but there is a solemn and peaceful demeanor on the face, and he doesn't show anything special when he sees Chu Zhang who is dressed in extraordinary clothes, but he respectfully bows his hands together.

"Please benefactor." Zhike monk led Chuzhang into the main hall, and the eyes were washed bluestone bricks. The Buddha statues enshrined in the hall were also simple clay sculptures, but it could be seen that the Buddha statues were taken care of very carefully.

Chu Zhang knelt down on the futon.

People in southern Xinjiang believe in the art of witchcraft, not to mention the art of cultivating immortals in the world. Although ordinary people spend their entire lives without seeing the appearance of immortals, Chu Zhang, as a child of the royal family, knows that there are various immortal sects in the sea. The miraculous effect of the flesh and bones of the dead can also make people rejuvenate after all their ailments, if it weren't for the elusive traces of the fairy gate...

"Chu Zhang doesn't understand Buddhism, and he only knows the art of witchcraft in his life. This way is despised by the Central Plains. The Buddha probably didn't bother to hear it."

Chu Zhang's voice was inaudible, but in the ears of Xi Yi who was listening attentively, the words were clear.

"Chu Zhang is stubborn, his body is filthy, he doesn't ask for the blessing of the Buddha, there is only one person... He has the world in his heart, protects thousands of people, and exhausts his heart and soul for the people of the world. His merits are immeasurable. He really shouldn't suffer like this. Chu Zhang is cheap Life is small, it is not worth mentioning, if you have anything, you take it all, please bless him with a healthy life and a long life."

In the light sandalwood smoke, the face of the fifteen-year-old boy unexpectedly has a mature temperament belonging to a man.

As for the ghost king who was drinking on the branch, he was taken aback for a moment.

——Who is Chu Zhang praying for?

After thinking about the other party's words, Xi Yi frowned, feeling that this matter was not simple.

——When did Chu Zhang get along with Emperor Wei so well?

It shouldn't.

This is not right.

Tiandao thinks this will not work.

There is a feeling that the little boy I raised is about to be abducted by others.

Listen to what this says!It's almost a promise with your body!

——Promise with your body?

Could it be that Chu Zhang——

Law couldn't help it anymore: "Why do you think he is speaking for the old man Wei Di! Isn't Shao Tianheng the closest to him, and the worst thing is that his mother has also been a queen!"

Tiandao pondered: "It seems to be reasonable... But it's even worse. According to the rules of the world, people like him will be reviled. Compared with liking your own mother and stepfather, it's better to like the emperor. "

Fa Shi was dumbfounded, and asked weakly after a long time: "But if you say it this way, Emperor Wei is his step-grandfather... Isn't it more terrifying..."

The supreme being in this world fell into contemplation.

You are right.

******

Chu Zhang bowed reverently and piously three times, inserted the incense into the incense burner himself, and donated a long-burning lamp to the abbot with a little silver. He did not dare to write the name of the current prince here. It took a long time, and the ink was almost dry, before he made the first stroke under the doubtful gaze of the little novice holding the inkstone.

What landed on the silk cloth was a simple curvy branch of plum blossoms. The ordinary silk cloth had sparse textures, and the ink continued to flow intermittently. The plum blossoms on it seemed to be floating in ethereal clouds.

The ever-burning lamp was enshrined at the Buddha's feet, Chu Zhang saluted again, refused the monk's company, and walked out of the temple alone.

Not long after he walked out of the peach forest, he saw an overgrown tree.

Chu Zhang looked up at this prosperous peach tree that was incompatible with the surrounding lonely and thin peach trees, showing a rare look of surprise.Soon, he saw the silk and satin hanging between the branches and leaves like clouds and clouds. This material is famous and expensive at first sight. It seems that a certain rich man fell asleep lying on the tree because he was greedy for the beautiful scenery.

But...beautiful?

Chu Zhang looked around suspiciously, all he could see were dry and skinny trees, not even new greenery, and he really couldn't see where the beauty came from.

He didn't think much about it, after all, the eccentricities of these nobles were really hard to understand.

It just occurred to him that if he could afford such a material, his family would either have power or wealth, and both power and wealth were what he needed.

Chu Zhang put on a kind and shy smile, approached the tree, raised his head slightly and greeted with a smile: "Brother Yan is on the tree? Didn't you say that we will meet outside the forest? Why did you go up the tree?" ? It's cool in winter, come down quickly."

Brother Yan Xiyi raised an eyebrow on the tree.

Hey, this Chu Zhang is amazing!He was talking nonsense, and he could see clearly that Chu Zhang came here by himself, so why did Brother Yan wait outside the forest?

Xi Yi narrowed his narrow eyes meaningfully, but couldn't tell that Chu Zhang, who was as shy as a little white rabbit in front of Shao Tianheng, could still lie!

"Who are you?" Xi Yi asked with great interest through layers of branches and leaves.

Chu Zhang was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't expect that the person on the tree was a stranger, and a faint blush appeared on his face in response to the occasion: "Ah, sorry, I thought it was because my friends were impatient, so I'm here... to bother you Brother, I'm really sorry."

"Well, it's okay, does your brother Yan also like to climb trees?" Xi Yi acted very seriously.

Chu Zhang perfectly played the image of a somewhat reckless young man, and hurriedly waved his hands: "No, no, it's just that his personality is as lively as his brother's, and he often does unexpected things...Brother and him should have quite a common language."

Xi Yi narrowed his eyes and smiled, followed his words and said, "Oh, really? Then I'm a little curious, where does he live? Come and visit him when you have time."

Chu Zhang hesitated for a moment: "This..."

Xi Yi asked displeasedly, "What?"

Chu Zhang was quite troubled and said: "Brother Yan was born in a wealthy family, and his family's etiquette is very strict. If no one recommends him, it may be difficult for him to enter."

Xi Yi showed a little dissatisfaction at the right time: "Really, which one, even I can't get in?"

Chu Zhang's heart moved, and from his tone, this person should also be born in a powerful family. His thoughts changed sharply, and his mouth was not slow: "This... I haven't asked my brother's name yet? People in Lower Southern Xinjiang, whose surname is Chu Mingzhang, Currently living in Beijing."

Hearing this, Xi Yi finally understood Chu Zhang's purpose, he really wanted to pull a thigh!

He couldn't help but laugh, as his master, it's okay to say that he has thighs, and he should be hugged, but a cultivator is not allowed to intervene in mortal grievances, and the ghost king is a pauper with no money and no power in the world. Chu Zhang has nothing to hug!

When Xi Yi thought of this, the corners of his mouth twitched, and his black pupils expanded rapidly, like black ink, occupying the entire eyeballs, terrifying and strange like a deep well, and he whispered the name again: "Chu—— Zhang—"

The voice was faint and hollow, as if the cold wind blowing from the boundless ghosts instantly froze Chu Zhang in place, and the alarm bells rang in his heart!

"So it's you—"

The people on the tree laughed, the laughter was scarier than the cool wind, the sound quality was obviously gentle, and every thread was like lingering love, but it made Chu Zhang retreat subconsciously.

But he couldn't take a few steps back. Behind the dense branches, a wisp of black smoke lingered up his ankles like a misty cloud, and quickly wrapped around his waist. Dazuo, Chu Zhang couldn't help closing his eyes, and when he opened them again, he was already on the tree.

And the man who looked at him with a smile in front of him was the extremely beautiful person he had seen on Tongque Avenue that day!

The other party was lying on his side, with one hand propping his cheek, and his blue and stone-colored clothes were draped over his body like clouds and mist. It was clearly winter, but he showed half of his chest as if he didn't care about the temperature, and his long hair was scattered like ink splashing on his body. On the branch, an overly glamorous face was flushed, his eyes were fixed on him for a moment, and the ghostly mist floating like clouds was still entwined in his knuckle fingers.

Chu Zhang was terrified.

This strange method is definitely not something that ordinary people can have. Could it be that he met those legendary immortals?

"I'm not a fairy." The other party seemed to see through what he was thinking, and said in that lazy tone, "If you look at me with that look again, I will turn you into a puppet."

He didn't say what a human puppet is, but just from the literal meaning, Chu Zhang can probably understand what it is.

"Chu Zhang took the liberty to offend...Senior, please be merciful."

Chu Zhang deliberated and chose a title that probably wouldn't make a mistake, with cold sweat dripping down his back.

"Are you so scared? I don't care much about you." The ghost king blinked, "I see that you are very talented, and you were born to eat the food of ghosts. How about you go with me? The next ghost king It's you, longevity, power, wealth and splendor, everything you expect to have."

He threw an olive branch at Chu Zhang with a smile, as if he didn't realize how terrible he said.

Chu Zhang's heart sank at first, but his high-speed thinking instinctively grasped those few words.

ghost?ghost king?

It sounds like a remarkable existence, but unfortunately he knows too little about cultivation, and has no idea what this "ghost king" means, but even so, he can understand the identity of the person opposite, and there is a high probability that it is the "ghost king".

The one who can be named "King" can be a weak person.

Chu Zhang suddenly felt that the hope of escaping from birth became slimmer again, but he still refused to give up: "The boy is stupid, and he can't bear this big responsibility... Besides, there are many worries in his heart, even if he enters the... ghost way, he can't give up." If you can’t concentrate on practicing, I’m afraid I’ll disappoint your good intentions.”

Xi Yi gave a long moan: "Well, you don't want to now, and you can't force it. Anyway, when you die, you will still fall into my hands."

Chu Zhang didn't understand what he meant by the last sentence, the ghost king in front of him seemed to have lost interest in him, and threw him under the tree with his hand: "Go away, next time you talk nonsense, remember to find someone who is easy to deceive." The object, and, your wish, the Buddha can't help you."

Chu Zhang was not at all embarrassed to be exposed, but his face tensed when he heard the second half of the sentence: "What do you mean?"

Adhering to the idea of ​​letting the cub give up his unlucky love, Tiandao showed him a tactful smile with the beautiful face of the ghost king, and tried his best to say in a sincere tone: "It means that what you want can't be realized, and it's impossible to realize it. One point, don't think about these illusory things."

Chu Zhang suddenly felt struck by lightning.

What does he mean by this, is it that His Highness will never get better?Or... His Highness is doomed to have a short lifespan?

Xi Yi still had a smile on his face, and he saw a hidden deep anger in Chu Zhang's eyes. The flame was scorching hot, like a bladed arrow, and he had no doubts.As long as Chu Zhang can, he will definitely turn this anger into a sharp knife and stab it into his chest.

The euphemistic smile froze on his face, and the Ghost King's eyes were vaguely confused.

No, what did he say, isn't it just to let him stop thinking about these love affairs that break through ethics?

Could it be that Chu Zhang has sunk to this point? !

Thinking of this, Xi Yi turned pale with shock.

Imagine Chu Zhang standing beside Emperor Wei and smiling...

No!This will not work!This is not possible!