not scientific at all

The moon was gloomy, and the trees were full of shadows. Such a young man who was paler than the moon suddenly appeared, and immediately attracted the attention of everyone in the yard.

Qing Jing is used to being the host, and he is very used to the feeling of being watched by everyone. He smiled and waved his hands as a greeting to everyone, and then told Xu Fangli: "Human beings and ghosts have different paths, they can't bear your yin energy, and they are easy to hurt your body." , don't come back again."

After he had just said a few words, Xu Fangli's body became somewhat transparent, his face contorted even more, but he trembled and refused to go out.

Everyone in the courtyard was surprised: "What did you say? How could Xu Daxia be a ghost?"

"Where did you come from, and when did you enter this courtyard?"

"Could it be that your Excellency is a master of Taoism?"

Everyone was talking about it, but Qingjing was too busy rescuing Meng Zangfeng and his wife to explain.Lu Pingyuan had no choice but to answer on his behalf: "This is the father of my disciple Qingjing, named Ying Qingguang. He sneaked into Yinghuo Villa secretly to find his son. I was bathing outside, but I didn't find Mr. Ying sneaked in. It can be seen that He is superb in martial arts."

Everyone claims to be the top master in the rivers and lakes, but no one knows when Qingjing sneaked into the villa.Even before he opened his mouth, no one noticed him coming out of the room, such light work can be regarded as a miraculous skill.

I have already seen Xu Fangli who looks like a ghost tonight, and it seems that there is no need to be too surprised by this person who looks like a fairy from outside the sky?

The group of warriors got together and talked about Xu Fangli's ghostly appearance as if they had bumped into guests, and also said a few words about Qingjing.Qing Jing didn't seem to hear anything, and took out a soft leather ancient book from the sachet at his waist, planning to use this book to drive away ghosts.

If it was normal, he would have slashed through it with a single sword.His flying sword is made of yin and yang energy and his own essence and blood. No matter it is a human or a ghost, it can chop down to nothing.But now, Mr. Shen has accepted the benefits of Wen Huazong and promised to advertise for them. If he accepts ghosts again, he can't engage in such violence, but will use the volume of "Spring and Autumn" to cast spells like a cultural person.

He didn't know how to use this kind of high-end stuff for cultural people. After taking it out, he spread out the paper, condensed his true essence into his voice, and read without thinking: "The first year of the first year, the king of spring and the first month."

As he recited, a golden light emerged from the paper, illuminating his pale face.When reading about Wang Zhengyue, the world in Qingjing's eyes seemed to be split, with the current courtyard on one side and the ancient palace on the other, in which stood a young king dressed in fox fur.

The dust of history hits our face, full of the scent of old ink and books.After a long time, the phantom of the palace gradually overlapped with this courtyard, and the king wearing a crown on the throne stood up and stretched out his hand towards Xu Fangli's ghost.

The sacred words and the way of the king were superimposed, and the mighty power of the profound history fell on Xu Fangli and the Meng couple. The knees of the three were weak and they fell to their knees on the spot.Xu Fangli's fusion gradually solidified under the golden light, turning the reality into a void, and disappeared together with the golden light of the scrolls and the emperor's palace; while the dull eyes of Meng Zangfeng and his wife gradually became more alive, and finally they could perceive the outside world again.

But as soon as they woke up, they faced the farewell to their close friends and watched Xu Fangli disappear.Bai Muxiang was slightly better, but Meng Zangfeng cried bitterly, rushed to Xu Fangli and tried his best to catch him.

Qing Jing held the scroll in his hand, watched it slowly roll up, and retracted the illusory palaces and kings in the sky into ink.Xu Fangli was also sucked into "Spring and Autumn" along with the main hall, and turned into a line of small characters below the first sentence: "The king descended to the court, and took Xu Fangli into town."

The dragon skin treasure rolled up, and the courtyard returned to its previous calm.

Meng Zangfeng saw the process of Xu Fangli being taken in from the beginning to the end, and rushed to Qingjing like a madman, telling him not to return Xu Fangli.

His wife is much more sensible, sobbing and shouting behind her: "Zang Feng, be more sensible! Brother Xu's appearance is indeed a bit inappropriate, don't make things difficult for that young master!"

Lu Pingyuan had no choice but to pull Meng Zangfeng away, stop Qingjing in front of him, and explain for him: "My condolences to you two, I'm afraid Xu Daxia is no longer here. He led the two out just now, and I can't stop him, or This Mr. Ying Qing Guangying saved you, you must not misunderstand."

Bai Muxiang cried and said: "Yes, yes, brother Xu is indeed strange today, I could see it. But somehow, he smiled at me, and I forgot everything, followed him in a daze..." While weeping, he cupped his fists towards Qingjing, and performed the etiquette in the Jianghu.

Old swordsman Feng Zhusheng is considered the most knowledgeable person here, squeezed up and cupped his hands, and asked: "May I ask, sir, is it from the Youshi lineage or the Tian lineage?"

What are Youshi and Tianyi?

Qing Jing opened his mouth slightly, and the temperament of a worldly expert almost broke.Fortunately, he has already pretended to be proficient. Holding the "Spring and Autumn" in his hand, he pursed his half-open mouth and smiled faintly: "I am just a scholar. This "Spring and Autumn" is a treasure I got from the Wen Huazong." , it is the one that collects ghosts, but not me."

The ad is so subtle and stylish, the audience will definitely not be disgusted!

Feng Zhusheng was in awe: "Mr. is an expert outside the world, how can he be compared with those ordinary Taoist priests, he is an old man Meng Lang."

Everyone looked at him and the book in his hand in awe, Meng Zangfeng was persuaded by his wife and others to understand, and walked towards Qingjing and clasped his fists: "Thank you, Mr. Ying, for saving my husband and wife, and I have a merciless request... ..."

Qing Jing quickly waved his hand: "It goes without saying if you want to save Xu Fangli, I won't be resurrected."

"Then, can that release his soul and let him return to his hometown, at least to enter the reincarnation of the Nine Nethers?"

"I don't know how to use this book yet. If you're not in a hurry, wait for me to get used to it. But in my opinion, Xu Fangli has become a murderous ghost. It's useless for you to miss him any more." Qing Jingyao Shaking his head, he put the book into his arms, and persuaded him instead: "I heard your wife screaming just now, you might as well care about whether she is scared."

Meng Zangfeng let out a low sigh, turned around to support his wife, and everyone went to the couple's room to listen to their story of the encounter with ghosts.

In the evening Xu Fangli knocked on the door outside, and it was Meng Zangfeng who went out to open the door. After opening the door, Xu Fangli smiled at him, and he didn't remember anything after that.Bai Muxiang wiped away her tears, and took the initiative to say: "I was fascinated by him when I was in charge, but I saw something was wrong when I was behind him, but they turned around and smiled at me together, so I don't even remember."

She had a very good memory and was eloquent, and she articulately described what she had seen that night.When Xu Fangli came in, she was still in the room, because she had to dress up to meet the guests, she went out one step later than Meng Zangfeng, and as soon as she went out, she happened to see the two standing face to face inside and outside the threshold.

Bai Muxiang's face was pale, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he recalled tremblingly: "At that time, I saw Xu Fangli and Zangfeng mouth facing each other, and Brother Xu's lips moved from time to time, as if he was sucking something..."

Feng Zhusheng was the oldest and most experienced, his face changed when he heard it, and he said in a low voice: "Could it be that he is..."

Qing Jing also changed his face, and said in surprise: "The love between humans and ghosts is over?"

Six people and five pairs of eyes all looked at him, except Meng Zangfeng, who was both excited and ashamed, and had no face to face others.Lu Pingyuan thought he was the most familiar with him, and seeing that he was young and handsome, it was inevitable that he needed to be more protective, so he stretched out his hand to press his lips, and winked at the same time, telling him not to talk nonsense.

Stopped the source of this gossip, and explained it to others for him: "Qing Guang is an outsider, he doesn't understand these things, and he speaks without intention, don't blame the two of you."

Bai Muxiang quickly shook his head, forced a smile and said, "Young Master Ying saved our husband and wife, how dare we blame him? Well, let me continue. At that time, I saw Brother Xu's behavior was so weird, I couldn't help but screamed, He and I turned their heads together, both of them had the same stiff smiles on their faces, as if the corners of their mouths were hung up by strings. After seeing that smile, I just followed them in a daze, and walked into the yard."

Meng Zangfeng wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and suddenly stood up and knelt down to Qingjing.

Immediately, Qing Jing's mind came up with the image of a beggar who wrote a blood book on the floor and asked passers-by for money, as is often seen in places with heavy traffic, such as overpasses, roadsides, and hospital entrances. He jumped back a step in fright.Is this person trying to extort money from him?

Don't make trouble, although the endorsement fee has been paid a lot, and the Ten Thousand Immortals League also pays him a salary on a monthly basis, but he doesn't have any money for ordinary people, otherwise who would stay in a haunted village to eat!

He stretched out his hand and pulled Lu Pingyuan to block him, his legs slightly bent, for fear that Meng Zangfeng would rush to him and ask him for money if he saw him.

His hands were still as cold as the air in the courtyard, but Lu Pingyuan lost the fear he had before, and instead enjoyed the gentle chill.Lu Pingyuan patted him lightly on the back of his hand, turned his head and persuaded in a low voice: "Hero Meng won't force others, now that the soul of Hero Xu is already in your book, it doesn't matter if you release it sooner or later, the important thing is It is to find the person who killed him and avenge him."

Meng Zangfeng lowered his head and said: "Brother Lu is right. Brother Xu and I have known each other for many years. Now that he has killed someone, he must have come to lead us to find clues. Mr. Ying can understand yin and yang, can you help us find out? How exactly did Big Brother Xu get killed?"

Qing Jing is not nervous anymore.He squinted his eyes in a very noble manner, walked out from behind Lu Pingyuan, and extended his hand to Meng Zangfeng with a smile: "Meng Zangfeng, get up quickly, even if you don't tell me, I will solve this murder at Yinghuo Villa!" Incident, give justice to the victims!"

Meng Zangfeng excitedly grabbed his hand and wanted to hit him again, but he was gently supported by the seemingly weak hand, and he stood up involuntarily.He felt that when he got up, his whole body was fluttering as if being blown by the wind. Only the cold and soft hand in his palm could make him sure that he was still awake.

But this hand is really cold, holding it is like holding a handful of cold water, it is incredibly cool and soft.

He subconsciously glanced at Qingjing again, only to see that his face was almost transparently white under the moonlight, only his hair and eyebrows were black, and even his fingernails did not have the pale pink that ordinary people should have.

He quickly let go of his hand, a thought flashed through his mind like lightning, and he suppressed it again.In order to prevent himself from blaspheming his benefactor with wild thoughts, Meng Zangfeng bowed his head deeply, and begged, "Please help me find the person who harmed Brother Xu, Mr. Ying, and my husband and wife will be rewarded handsomely in the future."

Qing Jing raised his chin slightly, with a determined smile on the corner of his mouth, turned his eyes to the sky outside the courtyard, and said calmly: "Don't worry, someone is more anxious than you, and someone will come to see us later."

Meng Zangfeng's heart skipped a beat, and he also looked out of the garden.Lu Pingyuan glanced at Qingjing, and asked with concern: "All of us are outside, so it's okay to leave Qingjing alone in the room? I'll go and carry him out. I'm afraid this villa is a bit weird. Let's leave it alone." It’s safer to bring the child with you.”

Where can he turn into a child for them!

Qing Jing glanced sideways at Teacher Shen, and the big golden crow on his shoulder lay down on his stomach, turned his small head and looked at him, pretending to be okay, not knowing to worry about him at all.Seeing that Lu Pingyuan was going back to his room to hug his "son", Qingjing really had no choice but to grab his wrist and force him not to go back.

Lu Pingyuan glanced at him in surprise, and asked him why he was pulling him.How can Qingjing tell that he has no son at all, the child on the bed is already lying on his shoulders, so he can only continue to pretend to be a magic stick, and smile at the door: "Don't bother the child, someone will come to pick us up soon .”

Hearing the sound, Lu Pingyuan also looked out of the courtyard, and saw an old butler wearing a lake silk robe at some point in the dark courtyard entrance, walking in with a slight bow and no sound under his feet.Under the moonlight, the old man looked more and more mysterious and weird, but his face was plump compared to the daytime one, and those wrinkles that looked like cracks on the dry field seemed to be smoothed by water.

Housekeeper Luo cupped his hands towards Qingjing, grinned and said with a sinister smile: "Where is this young master, who can be counted as an old man who wants to come here? Also, please follow me to meet the master of the villa. The master will ask you personally. Ask how you got into my Yinghuo Villa."

Lu Pingyuan took Qingjing's hand instead, pulled him behind him, raised the corner of his mouth and asked, "Steward Luo once said during the day that Daxia Xu would come to visit Daxia Meng and his wife at night, so why haven't they been seen yet? I think it's Steward Luo." One person can't arrange such a big Zhuangzi, and there is no one to urge him, so it is hard to guarantee that he will not be lazy, so there is no difficulty for Young Master Ying to sneak in."

Steward Luo glanced at him, his eyes were blank, but his smile was as precise as engraved on his face, he nodded and said, "Hero Lu is right. Then please come with the old man and meet Mr. Ying together." Cover up the owner of the village."

"No need."

A slightly vicissitudes of voice sounded, interrupting Butler Luo's voice.

While everyone was in a daze, a middle-aged man in a gray robe with his sleeves rolled up gradually emerged from the darkness at the door.His face was extremely pale, with a shaggy beard under his chin, and his expression was very haggard. When he saw these people in the courtyard, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, and there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and he slowly clasped his fists.

"This is Luo Yugong, who is the owner of Yinghuo Villa. He was busy making swords during the day and couldn't welcome everyone. Now I have time. If you don't give up, I have set up a tea fruit in the main room. Please come with me Drink a cup of hot tea to help you digest your food, so I can tell everyone about the progress of refining this Star Emperor Sword."