not scientific at all

When no one greeted them, the group of knight-errants felt a little uneasy about being underestimated; but when the owner came out to invite them to the banquet, everyone felt a little worried, not knowing whether they should attend or not.

They were even worried about whether the villa could survive.

At this time, Qingjing who was studying and subduing evil spirits just now became their guiding light, and everyone's eyes were on him, expecting him to give everyone an idea.

Only Meng Changfeng was thinking about Xu Fangli, who didn't know whether he was a man or a ghost. He fixed his eyes on the owner of the villa, and asked blushingly: "Master Luo invited me. How dare my husband and wife not come to the banquet. I have one more thing to ask, My good friend Xu Fangli is a guest in the mansion, I hope the owner of the villa can also call him to have a reunion with us and my wife."

Zhuangzhu Luo's eyes slowly rolled around, revealing a stiff smile: "Well, I'll send someone to invite Daxia Xu right away. Everyone, please follow me."

He clapped his hands together in the air, the voice was so soft that he couldn't hear it at all, but a circle of servants came up from outside the courtyard, lowered their heads and lined up in two rows outside the door, inviting them to drink tea in the main room softly.Butler Luo stood respectfully behind the owner, and suddenly raised his head at this moment, and smiled sadly at Meng Changfeng: "The old man has already notified Mr. Xu to find Mr. and Mrs. Xu. Could it be that he hasn't arrived yet? Just go and invite them in person, and make sure the three reunite as soon as possible."

Wen Yuying touched Qingjing's side at some point, grabbed his cuffs with trembling hands, and whispered in his ear: "I...I don't want to go."

She grasped it tighter and tighter, her fingers touched Qingjing's icy wrist, and she was startled unpreparedly, she quickly let go of her hand and took a few steps back.

Taking advantage of the bright moonlight in the sky, she once again took a closer look at Qingjing from head to toe.His complexion is whiter than his clothes, his wrists are as cold as ice, there is a faint red light in his seemingly black eyes, his waist wrapped in dark clothes is also extremely slender, he is not like such a tall man at all proper posture.

The details that she hadn't noticed in the rush came into her eyes bit by bit, and she realized that the person in front of her was not as reliable as she thought before, and he was not even so... a living person.

When the cold wind blew, Wen Yuying shivered, then quietly took a few steps back, shook her head vigorously, and smiled stiffly: "I, I feel a little uncomfortable in my stomach, so I won't pass it. By the way, Qingjing is not Are you still asleep in the room? Someone has to take care of him, so I'll just stay and watch the yard."

Qingjing glanced at the room guiltily, feeling very helpless towards her liberal attitude, touched her nose and whispered to herself: "Sure enough! This kind of beauty insisted on acting alone, and ended up being killed in the dark. part……"

Lu Pingyuan also felt that it was better to be apart than to be together, so he went to Wen Yuying and persuaded her to go with everyone.She was really afraid of the people in this village, and she was also afraid that Qingjing would suddenly turn into a monster, so she wished she could go back to her room immediately.

The young swordsman Zhao Chuming took the initiative to stand up, holding his sword and said to Lu Pingyuan: "Brother Lu, you don't need to persuade me anymore. Yuying is a girl, and it's not appropriate to go out for tea in the middle of the night. Why don't I stay with her, in case she goes out?" It’s good to have someone to take care of you.”

"But..." Lu Pingyuan looked at Qingjing subconsciously: "If something like Meng Daxia and his wife happens again, after all, it's safer to follow Mr. Ying."

With confidence in mind, Qing Jing smiled at Lu Pingyuan, and raised his hand to stop his words: "It's good for Mr. Zhao and Miss Wen to stay here. We can shoot in separate shots, and it will be more atmospheric to put them back and forth."

Everyone was confused, and he didn't bother to explain. He took out a crystal clear gemstone from his pocket, put it in his palm, handed it to Wen Yuying, and said kindly, "You keep this mirror... the gemstone. If something goes wrong, I can sense it and rush over to help you."

Teacher Shen was reluctant to let him give others the things he was wearing next to him, so he turned around and combed his hair, trying to pull out new ones.But Qingjing held down his hard and slippery little round beak, pinched him with the corner of his eye, and reminded him not to make a principled mistake—the freshly plucked hair can only be given to him, and it loses the bird smell after wearing it. Only then can I give it to others!

While flirting with Mr. Shen, Qing Jing hung his palms and waited for Wen Yuying to take the camera away.But she dared not touch Qingjing's cold hand for a long time, so Zhao Chuming took the camera for her, and lowered her head with the sword in her arms: "Don't worry, sir, with me here, I will take good care of Miss Wen and Xiao Qingjing."

Xiao Qingjing has become Da Qingjing, so there is no one to take care of him!The corner of Qingjing's mouth twitched twice, and he quickly waved his hand at him: "It's all right, don't look at him. My child is different from ordinary children. I am most afraid of being disturbed when I sleep. It is enough to have that little yellow chicken to accompany him. You don't need to see him."

The big yellow chicken on his shoulder immediately pecked his earlobe unhappily.Qingjing tilted his head in pain, Jinwu lowered his head and rubbed against him again, stretched out his sharp tongue and licked the red earlobe in public, allaying the snake spirit's dissatisfaction at the time of birth.

Qing Jing enjoyed his flattery to her heart's content, stretched out her hand to spread his wings, and caressed the silky and smooth back trembling underneath.

The filming team left behind two young people who were destined to hit ghosts based on their experience, followed behind Zhuang Zhu and his party, and walked towards the main hall of the mansion.

I don't know if it's because of the night, but the more I walk, the more I feel the chill in the air. This group of Jianghu people have practiced martial arts to the point where the cold and heat don't invade them, but the cold wind can still penetrate into their bones.Old swordsman Feng Zhusheng was a few years older, and he was not as cold-resistant as young people, so he took off a pipe from his belt, grabbed a handful of shredded tobacco from his purse, and filled it with tobacco. After compacting it, he took out a scythe and flint to start a fire.

Light the shredded tobacco, take a deep breath, and you will be filled with bitter smoke, and exhale with your breath, a white smoke will be filled in front of your eyes.He hastily took a few breaths, feeling his bones warmed up, and his mind, which was bewildered by the monsters and ghosts that night, became flexible, and he couldn't help sighing in satisfaction.

In the middle of the cold moon, the sound spread far and wide in the empty courtyard, adding to the desolate atmosphere.Just now he was lighting and lighting a cigarette again, and he was a few steps behind, now that he finally had a good time, he raised his head and looked in the direction of Qingjing, intending to speed up his pace to catch up with them.

But as far as he could see, there was only a courtyard where the wind was blowing, and not far away was a bright light on the ground, a rippling lake, and a water pavilion by the lake, but where were the shadows of everyone?

With a "thud" in Feng Zhusheng's heart, he knew that he had walked too slowly just now, that he had left the circle protected by Mr. Ying, and had encountered a ghost hitting the wall.

After all, he was an old man, so he didn't panic at this time. He held the pipe in his left hand and continued to smoke, but pressed the sword around his waist with his right hand. He paid close attention to the surrounding environment and walked forward step by step.

A cold wind blew by, and the wind mixed with thin weeping sounds blowing into his ears, carefully distinguishing, but it came from a small building by the water.Although Feng Zhusheng is old, his courage has not faded. Anyway, he has already separated from the expert who can subdue demons and ghosts. walk straight.

……

Feng Zhusheng disappeared, and the first person he found was Lu Si, who was walking in the row with him.As he was walking, he felt that the right side suddenly became much more empty. After looking carefully, he found that the old swordsman was gone, so he shouted "Old swordsman Feng is gone", and wanted everyone to go back with him to look for it.

The sound spread far away, but no one was willing to look back at him.He shouted again: "Old swordsman Feng is missing, I have to go find him, everyone is willing to go shoulder to shoulder with me?"

His voice became louder, but no one paid any attention to him: Lu Pingyuan stared at Qingjing all the time; Meng Zangfeng regarded Steward Luo as a murderer, and refused to take his eyes off for a moment; while his wife Bai Muxiang was Afraid of ghosts coming again, and afraid of her husband's impulsiveness causing trouble, she tightly hugged his arm and did not dare to relax, but no one noticed that anyone in the team was ashamed.

He yelled a few times but couldn't make anyone cry, so he turned back to find Feng Zhusheng in a rage.After walking back a few steps, the wind suddenly blew up. It was dust or something caught in the wind that captivated his eyes.

Lu Si walked forward for a while with her eyes closed, tears streaming from her eyes, and the dust was washed out.When he opened his eyes again, it was as if he had walked into a completely different yard. The floor tiles under his feet were old and cracked, and several places had sunk into the mud due to being stepped on or heavy objects, and large pieces of weeds grew out of the cracks in the bricks. , reflecting the dots of fire light exposed in the window gap of the bluestone house not far away, showing a strange light red.

He let out a "huh", rubbed his eyes again, and muttered to himself, "Where is this place, why did I come here?"

Someone in the room sighed in a hoarse voice, with unspeakable melancholy: "This is the sword room for refining swords. Of course you are here to practice swords."

"Who is your Excellency? In Xiajiangzuo, Lu Si, have you ever seen Feng Zhusheng Feng, an old swordsman?" Lu Si took a deep breath, shouted at the sword hut, and subconsciously clenched the long sword at his waist.

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The main courtyard of Yinghuo Villa is a traditional three-entry mansion. These guests originally lived in a small courtyard built outside the garden, and it took a meal to walk all the way to the main courtyard.

Along the way, the night was bleak and the vegetation was dense. Except for Qing Jing and Mr. Shen, everyone accompanying them had goose bumps all over their bodies.Seeing the orange lights in the courtyard from a distance, even though they knew the place was not good, everyone felt relieved like a wanderer seeing the way home.

The upper room in the main courtyard is right in front of you, the door is wide open, and there are like clouds of servants inside, busy in and out.A young man came down from the steps, greeted him with a deep salute, and said with a stiff smile, "Dear Luo Mo, all distinguished guests are far away, but we were unable to treat you properly because the Xinghuang Sword was being forged at the last moment. Guys, I'm really sorry."

Zhuangzhu Luo snorted coldly, waved his right hand, frowned and ordered: "It's such a long-winded job! I have to go back to the Sword House to watch, you are here to take care of my guests, and make sure everyone is satisfied! "

Luo Mo stole a glance at him, Wei Wei nodded in agreement, and stretched out his arms to invite everyone into the house.

As soon as he got up, the lights in the room were turned on with him, and the lights shone through the half-opened windows, casting long shadows behind everyone.Qing Jing was the first to go to the room, but Meng Zangfeng took a step forward to stop Master Luo, insisting on asking him where Xu Fangli was.

Even though Xu Fangli had passed away, and his soul was kept in the book by the Immortal Chief and could not be revived, he would take his body back to his hometown for burial!

"Since Hero Meng said so, the old man will accompany you to the courtyard where Hero Xu lives, and let you see him with your own eyes." The corner of Master Luo's mouth hooked up, and his voice was a little stronger than when he was in the outer courtyard. I don't know if his face was reflected by the flames, or because of some other strangeness, it also showed a little ruddy.

Bai Muxiang also walked to her husband's side, and said firmly: "You and I are one body, if you want to go with him, I will accompany you too. If something happens, we will live and die together, and we will live up to you and my husband and wife! "

Lu Ping originally wanted to persuade them to stay, the place with clear scenery is safer.But Mr. Luo walked down the steps with a sad face, cupped his hands in front of him, and said sadly: "I have heard of the reputation of Daxia Lu, you are the first-rate swordsman in Jiangdong, my father is acting upside down these days, I should be My son dare not disobey his father's orders, so I invite Daxia Lu..."

He suddenly knelt down and begged in front of all the servants in the courtyard: "Please save my family, Mr. Lu!"

Lu Pingyuan was unprepared in time, and really suffered from his kneeling, so he had no choice but to go forward to subdue him, while softening his expression and comforting him, saying: "I may not be able to intervene in the affairs of Guizhuang, if you really want to tell me, my lord Let’s start with the matter of Xu Fangli and Xu Daxia. Mr. Ying..."

He knew that only Ying Qingguang's Yin and Yang technique was the only one that had suppressed Xu Fangli's soul just now. If anyone could solve the problem of this villa, he must be the only one, so he called him back and wanted him to come and listen to Master Luo. what you want to say.

But looking back, where is Ying Qingguang!Where is the large group of people who were crowded just now!

All the servants in the yard have left with the old owner, and even the light in the yard seems to have been taken away. The whole world is pitch black and nothing can be seen, only the house is full of fire, which is so warm that it is unbearable. Can't help but want to go in.

He entered the main courtyard with Master Luo, but Qing Jing was dragged to a corner of the courtyard by housekeeper Luo.

Along the way, he was only staring at the golden crow in his arms, as if the bird had turned into real gold, and he couldn't get enough of it.Steward Luo yelled a few times before he slowly raised his head, his eyes still fixed on Jin Wu, he only glanced at the butler out of the corner of his eye, and asked casually, "What's the matter?"

Steward Luo's eyes were a bit cold, but a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, he bowed his head towards him, and said with a smile, "There are some things that I need to ask you to clarify."

Qing Jing still just looked down at the bird, not caring whether he said it or not.Housekeeper Luo had never been underestimated so much before, and he hated him more and more, so he leaned into Qingjing's ear and asked in a low voice: "If the old man reads correctly, the young master should not be a human being, right?"