no one knows better than me

Mei Hualan asked keenly, "What's wrong?"

There was a breeze in my ears, and the soft vines didn't say much, but stretched to one side, picked up her and Zhuang Qingliu, and sent them outside the barrier together, signaling to go back first.

Outside the rippling barrier, the wooden fish they came parked intact.

Zhuang Qingliu's sudden suspicion subsided after several changes in his heart. He looked at Meihualan from the inside of Muyu's abdomen, and opened his mouth and said, "She..."

At this moment, another voice suddenly came out in the darkness covered by light and shadow: "He is dead."

Zhuang Qingliu's eyelids twitched slightly, and she lowered her eyes subconsciously and asked, "Who's dead?!"

It was only after she asked that she realized that the voice sounded like it came from the female ghost she kept in the fairy house in the painting—so it was self-evident who died.

"Let's talk about other things later." Zhuang Qingliu took a quick look at Mei Hualan, took out Lan Shu's picture scroll from the Qiankun bag, unfolded it and asked the female ghost for confirmation, "You mean, Yu Chenyue is dead?"

The female ghost was slightly wide and blurred in the painting, her face was calm and fair, and she looked peaceful and compassionate for a while, and said softly, "Yes, he just died." The tone was very sure.

What is this ghost?

Zhuang Qingliu's eyes fell on the scroll, how could she still feel that Yu Chenyue, who hadn't been seen for a while, was dead?And what does it mean to die suddenly now?Where did he die again?

But no one can answer these questions right now.

At the same time, in Meicheng and Crane City, the roaring and screaming that lasted for most of the day seemed to disappear suddenly and finally stopped, just like the ebb tide of the sea, the huge city was so quiet that even the sound of the wind could be heard for a moment.

It took less than half a cup of tea before the people of the two cities came to their senses one after another and turned their heads to look at each other.

The climate in Meizhou is cold, and every household has a closed cellar for storing vegetables, so many people hid in it before.

After huddling in the cellar and waiting quietly for a while, someone cautiously climbed up the wooden ladder, boldly stretched out his head and looked out, and said with a trembling voice: "It's gone, it's gone! Gone...all retreated !!"

The girl who was hugged tightly by the woman and huddled in the corner suddenly rolled her eyes and pointed: "Shadow!"

However, who still cares about shadows now? People all over the city were overjoyed, weeping with joy, and they were busy drilling out from the cellar.

At this time, in the dim light, there was a soft "click", and the wooden ladder leading from the cellar to the ground suddenly collapsed without warning!

"What's going on?! How could it collapse??!"

"Wait...! What is this?! What's crawling on top of me?!"

"Ahhh—my hand, my hand is melting!"

"On fire! On fire! White fire!

"..."

In just a few moments, the city, which was less peaceful than half a stick of incense, fell into a huge and terrifying panic and panic again.

Almost earlier, a silent phenomenon also occurred in the Mei Family Immortal Mansion. At the beginning, it was in the Zong Pavilion where Mei Xiaohan was busy sitting in town, a series of wind lamps that could stop spirits suddenly went crazy on the cornice of the promenade outside the door Dancing, I couldn't even press it, and then the frost and air-conditioning gathered on the warm window edge seemed to be avoiding something invisible, and began to flow without warning.

In the secluded mountain forest, there was the sound of light wind stepping on leaves everywhere. The disciple of the Mei family who was patrolling cautiously held a lantern in his hand and walked back and forth along the border of the barrier. A black mass followed quietly at his feet. .

At first he thought it was his own shadow, but when he turned around again, he suddenly realized that the shadow moved by itself!

More and more inexplicable and strange black shadows came in without being blocked by the barrier, and quickly sprinted against the ground under the cover of night, and then quietly climbed up the steps of the courtyard wall, and walked along the gates of the entire fairy mansion. The crevice meanders in.

With a "swish", Mei Sigui, who was still on the grass, almost flew away in fright, exploded his wings and fluttered into the sky, opened his big round bird eyes in mid-air and looked down: "Jiujiujiu? !!"

what? !

"Boom! Boom!!"

The sound of the big bell, which was more rapid and dense than the last time, almost broke through the mountains and fields.

Mei Xiaohan, who had already got up and rushed out to check, narrowed his eyes, and with a "clang" he pulled out the tumbling spirit sword with mantras, and pierced the ground swiftly and fiercely.However, the black shadow who was clearly nailed to death by her sword seemed to be unaffected at all, like a puddle of nimble black water, flowing gently and soothingly from the tip of the sword, and then winding and silky crawling along the trend on her toes.

Mei Xiaohan's face suddenly changed, and he stepped back for a walk in an instant, and immediately spread the spiritual sound, and ordered in a deep voice: "——All Yujian! Take off!!"

This time, apart from the calm ocean, the whole world seemed to be in chaos in an instant.

Seeing that the female ghost seemed to have fallen into silence, with no intention of coming out or continuing to speak, Zhuang Qingliu rolled up the scroll twice, looked at Meihualan, and said, "Let's go!"

Mei Hualan seemed to look up at the wooden fish, but didn't move.

"That's why I was a little angry with that guy surnamed Pei, who deliberately shaved his head." Zhuang Qingliu laughed and said, "A wooden fish is a wooden fish, and knocking is a must, but it doesn't have to be a monk. We can now... ..."

As she spoke, her voice stopped abruptly, and she couldn't laugh anymore.

"..." Mei Hualan lowered her gaze, and it fell into her ineffective hands.

Zhuang Qingliu's paws came back together like flowers blooming upside down, raised his head and looked at the sky from the bottom of the sea for a long time, and said, "Mei Pan, if I don't have the stamen in the middle, would you still like me?"

Mei Hualan really thought about it, maybe she wouldn't like it, so she drew her sword and said, "I'll do it."

"..." Zhuang Qingliu turned her head to look at her angrily for a moment, "So it's my hair that you're looking at."

"No."

After Mei Panpan said, he added: "...I don't value your hair."

After finishing speaking, I felt that something was wrong, and added: "I also value your hair, but it's not just your head that I value..."

"Shut up." Zhuang Qingliu pulled out the sword from her hand very seriously, and jumped out of Muyu's abdominal cavity, "Who cares whether you value it or not, anyway, I can't lose a single hair of the person I like."

"..."

Just as the tender feeling in my heart surfaced, Zhuang Qingliu's voice suddenly came in again from outside: "Are you secretly laughing?"

"..." Mei Panpan might have wanted to reach out to touch the corner of her mouth, but felt that this action was too silly, so she said with extra restraint, "I didn't."

Zhuang Qingliu's brisk laughter sounded outside: "Hahaha..."

But the laughter stopped, and Mei Panpan, who wanted to come out from below but was pushed back, asked, "Are you reluctant?"

"It can be said." Zhuang Qingliu pinched his ill-fated hair, and lifted it up with his fingers, "I didn't expect hair to be a consumable not only in the era of [-], but also in the world of great cultivators. "

The dimples on both sides of Mei Hualan's cheeks floated slightly.

When I was about to lose my hair, I felt even more sad.

Zhuang Qingliu tapped on the melody of the Buddhist scriptures, and after urging the wooden fish to start rising, he single-mindedly pulled out a bird feather that he had kept privately from his bosom, and apologized to the bald baby who was far away in the fairy mansion.

After the red crane feathers flickered faintly like a lamp, there was an excited and shocked loud "Chirp chirp chirp chirp!" from the opposite side, indicating that the bird was scared to death.

Mei Sigui in the Mei Family Immortal Mansion opened its wings, and its two paws hooked a sheet, on which were its big goose friends.These little flat-haired people can glide well, and they have never reached the sky. I don’t know if they are afraid of heights at the moment. In the sound transmission, they screamed "-quack quack!" in shock.

"..." Zhuang Qingliu pinched her nose and didn't immediately hang up her daughter's "phone", thinking that the geese had become like this, and people might not be much better.

"Cub, don't be afraid, your mother and I will be back soon." Zhuang Qingliu blinked.

Mei Sigui approached the sound transmission very caringly and earnestly: "Jiu Jiu Jiu." The meaning is known, don't be afraid, let them be careful.

"Hey, so good." Zhuang Qingliu put the female goose's feathers back into his arms with extra softness in his heart, and "tie, tie, tie" a burst of knocking, bringing the wooden fish to the fastest speed.

The light and shadow returned little by little, and the line of sight gradually brightened. When the water broke through and came back to the surface of the sea, Meihualan also jumped out from below. The first time he went to look at Zhuang Qingliu's head, he saw that there was indeed a cap on it. A hat made of aura.

As soon as she stretched out her finger, Zhuang Qingliu funnyly turned her corner of the eye: "Amitabha, benefactor, please be more respectful."

Plum Blossom Lane: "..."

She looked back and forth at Zhuang Qingliu's western cowboy-like hat with turned-up brims very delicately, as if to make sure that her hair was really gone.

"Yeah, it's all here." Zhuang Qingliu tossed her a childlike lamb made of hair, and said with a wink, "It seems that after you go out, you can only marry my hair."

Plum Blossom Lane: "..."

"Hahaha," Zhuang Qingliu smiled, got up and pinched her weird cheeks, "Okay, don't worry about such trivial things, my hair grows very fast, and it came back in a few days."

As he spoke, in a flash from the corner of his eye, he saw the familiar fishing boat flying towards him, chopping through the waves, and Ji Wuduan and Pei Yi were standing on the bow and waving wildly.

Because of the repulsion of the ancestors before, the moment they entered the barrier, the two were blown off, rolled up like tatters by the turbulent ocean currents, drifted around in the sea, and finally merged with each other half-dead from choking The boat, because Pei Yi couldn't swim, was almost out of breath when Ji Wuyuan picked it up.

And it was obviously his contribution, but in the end only Zhuang Qingliu and Mei Hualan went in, which made Pei Tiezhi, who felt that his trip was for nothing, very depressed.

At this moment, Ji Wuduan's attention was completely absorbed by the hat on Zhuang Qingliu's head. After rubbing his face, he was shocked and said, "Uh...you..."

"What are you?" Zhuang Qingliu suddenly gave him a sideways glance, "Know something, squeeze your mouth tightly, I didn't see it!"

Ji Wuyuan tugged on his mouth like he was pulling his pants down.

Satisfied, Zhuang Qingliu quickly pointed down and said to them concisely: "There is an island similar to Gumengchao under this water, and there is a teleportation point in the center of the island."

If she guessed correctly, since Zhuang Huang closed the island, he has not set foot in it for so many years, so naturally he would not have the leisure or foresight to set any traps inside.So at this moment, it is just right for them to seize the time to explore, so as to avoid any accidents, the two of them are together and can take care of each other.

"Why are there teleportation points everywhere? It feels like the whole world is about to be dug into a sieve," Ji Wuyuan lowered his eyes and said, "But the two of us can't get in."

"That's why they rejected you just now. I let you in this time, no." Zhuang Qingliu quickly lowered his head and roughly drew the position of the teleportation point in the center of the island, and handed over a map with the route of the aura to the The two of them instructed, "After entering, Yujian falls directly to the teleportation point. Don't step on the fly ash on the ground, and don't be curious about other places. There is only one purpose, to find out where this teleportation point leads to."

Pei Yi took the map and immediately went to Muyu, and said neatly, "Got it."

The four of them split into two groups, Pei Yi and Ji Wudu went to the sea again, Zhuang Qingliu and Mei Hualan seized the time and teleported back to Meijia Xianfu.

Zhu Heng didn't know where he dragged Zhuang Huang to for the time being, but inside the Mei Family Immortal Mansion, the dignified and tense atmosphere had already permeated the air. There were raging white flames burning all over the mountains and plains underground, and the water could not be extinguished at all. And the sky is full of Yujian flying people. Mei Huazhou, who was supposed to be busy outside, has already rushed back. When he saw the two of them, he flew over immediately, and said with a broken heart: "Senior Zhuang!"

Zhuang Qingliu didn't look at him at first, and as soon as he appeared, his eyes fell on the ground, walls, houses, trees, and these strange black shadows that were everywhere.

"Uh..." Even though his eyebrows were already on fire, Mei Huazhou asked with concern after flying over, "...Senior Zhuang, why are you wearing a straw hat?"

"Well, because of fashion." Zhuang Qingliu looked back from below, and asked casually, "Do I look good?"

Plum Blossom Day: "..."

"What time are you still like this!" Mei Siji, a girl who has always been very rude, even though she was exhausted from defending the line before, now she rushed over like a cannonball, and pointed down loudly, "What's going on? What the hell is this weird black shadow?!"

Zhuang Qingliu looked at her, and under the gaze of thousands of people, he floated in the air and said word by word: "It's a ghost."

Mei Huazhou was stunned for a moment: "...what?"

"Ghost?" Mei Siji had a suppressed and irritable expression on his face, "Where is this strange thing a ghost?! What kind of ghost is not afraid of swords and spells, and ignores the barriers of all enchantment barriers, just like a ball of water?" Same……"

"It's a ghost." Zhuang Qingliuyi rolled endlessly in the strong wind, and said to her, "Real ghosts do not enter reincarnation and have nothing to do with people. The ghosts you usually talk about are just your own ghosts."

She looked towards the ground: "This kind of ghost grows naturally from the sky and the earth. They can only attach to a solid thing, so when they appear, they look like a shadow that is so thin that there is no substance, and they can't fly into the air. But this kind of thing is not only impossible to touch, the swords and spells of the human race are useless to them, but they can burn you with white flames, and they can corrode whatever they attach to."

A person who listened carefully was stunned, and blurted out: "Is there such a thing?! Why have I never heard of it before!"

This is a monk from the Dingling Cheng family. He was supposed to be investigating teleportation points in the entire Immortal Continent at this moment, but just now he hid back under the pretext of being seriously injured.

"The world is full of wonders." Zhuang Qingliu glanced at his face in a blink of an eye, "There are many things you haven't seen before."

The man's face turned pale for an instant, and he lost his composure and retreated a little.

Mei Hualan didn't care about such things, looked around, and asked sharply, "Xiaohan?"

Just as Mei Huazhou was about to answer, Zhuang Qingliu said, "There's no need to ask."

These "ghosts" below should actually be called shadow wall people. She knew what they were, and Zhu Heng also knew that the situation was urgent before, so she must have guided Mei Xiaohan to deal with it first through the sympathetic communication of the bond.

"Yes!" Mei Huazhou immediately led the way, "She sat cross-legged in a sweet bamboo forest in the back mountain, and planted a stick of incense by the spring pool in the middle of the bamboo forest. wake……"

Before he finished speaking, he stopped abruptly—Mei Xiaohan who was still by the pool just now disappeared out of thin air!

"What's going on?!" Mei Siji panicked, turned her head and asked the guards nearby, "Where did he go? Why are you staring at him? Hurry up and find him!"

"What are you looking for?" Zhuang Qingliu stared at the water and said word by word, "

This pool of water connects yin and yang, and people are brought into the ghost world! "

Everyone's eyes quickly followed her, and found that the end of the red incense on the shore hadn't burned out, but spread and burned into the reflection under the water!