not scientific at all

Luo Mo treated Lu Pingyuan very politely, and asked the maid to make tea when he entered the door, and led him to the left seat of the main hall, but he himself did not sit in the hall, but picked up the first seat on the right hand, and sat and talked with him.

The young owner was full of sadness, holding the teacup in his hand and kept rubbing it, sighing again and again.Lu Pingyuan first thought about his disciple who was still asleep, and secondly he also thought about his father, so he didn't take care of the young master's emotions so much, he raised his teacup and asked, "I don't know if Steward Luo will respond?" Where did you take the young master? Why did I just turn around and he disappeared?"

Luo Mo sighed: "Hero Lu is only worried about others, so he doesn't worry about himself? My father has gone against the grain these days, making people in the village panic and precarious, and we as children are in his hands. He is astonished Jue Yan, you are a top figure in Jianghu, I can only pin my hopes on you."

"Oh?" Lu Pingyuan lowered his head calmly, watching his expressions and movements carefully through the curling smoke.

I don't know if he was careless, but the face of the young master turned pale, and his movements were a little slow and clumsy, unlike a young hero who had practiced martial arts for more than ten years, but there was the shadow of Xu Fangli's ghost everywhere.It's just that the lights in this room are bright, and the shadow of the young owner can be reflected in the candlelight, and it doesn't quite match the ghost in the story.

He concentrated on thinking about these strange things, and didn't immediately answer Luo Mo's words.But the young owner couldn't wait any longer, put down the teacup and urged: "The catastrophe is coming, when will Daxia Lu think about it!"

This sound was almost broken, but because there was no real energy to support it, it was only sharp and high-pitched but not thick.Lu Pingyuan felt more and more strange, but kept his face down, put down the teacup and asked: "I was invited by the owner of the villa to hold the falling star post to watch the sword. How could there be a catastrophe? Could it be that Yinghuo Villa has provoked a strong enemy?" ...This is not right, even if there is a strong enemy, there are dozens of people who have received the Falling Star post these days, could it be that so many people are no match for that enemy?"

Master Luo's face turned pale with anxiety, and the warm yellow light floated on his face, but it made his complexion even more withered and decadent.He reached out his hand anxiously to grab Lu Pingyuan, but when he was about to touch the warm skin, he withdrew his hand again, cupped his hand and said, "How dare I lie to Daxia Lu? I'm here to ask for help, and I'm also here to save you. If you don't believe me Try it at the gate of my villa, no one can get out of this villa now!"

Lu Pingyuan was finally moved, and asked, "Why did Master Luo lock us up in this village? Since the young master asked me to help, don't hesitate to talk about what happened in this village—such as talking about the whereabouts of Hero Xu— —Say it all out, so we can discuss it together.”

Luo Mo made up his mind and said: "My father has already taken out the sacrificial sword! To tell the truth, there are thirty or forty seniors who came to this Zhuangzi, and they have all become ghosts in the sword casting furnace." That's it! It's Mr. Ying as you said, and I'm afraid it will end in the same way now. Daxia Lu doesn't have to worry about others, just run for his own life. I don't have any other requirements. I only have a token to bring to a friend at the border. I beg Daxia Lu to come out. Empress Zhuang delivered the letter for me to let him know that I didn't miss the appointment on purpose, but that I was really powerless..."

His voice trembled slightly, as if he was about to shed tears in the next moment, but he wiped it with his sleeve again, forcing the tears back.After wiping his eyelids, he flipped his palm and revealed a black, smudged object that looked like slag or smelted iron, and handed it to Lu Pingyuan.

"Please keep this item Lu Daxia, I will send you out of Zhuangzi right away, I hope Brother Lu will keep his promise and give this stone to a friend for me."

He forced the stone into Lu Pingyuan's hand, pointed out the door, and said, "Brother Lu, please follow me."

Lu Pingyuan looked back at the door. The person who had been closed just now opened it at some point, facing a clean bluestone avenue. In the distance, the two-person-high courtyard wall reflected the snow-white wall under the moonlight. A tiled roof covered with thorns and iron nails.In the middle of the high wall was a pair of vermilion lacquered gates, which were tightly closed. It could be vaguely seen from the shape that it was the gate they had entered through.

He unknowingly got up and walked out, reached out to the gate and pressed it, a shocking wave suddenly came to his mind, almost knocking him out.The door didn't know whether it was locked from the outside or there was some kind of magic, but it looked unlocked from the inside, but after he pushed it, it didn't even move.

Luo Mo's voice suddenly came from behind, urging him urgently: "Hurry up and open the door, don't wait for my father to come, you won't be able to leave when he comes!"

Under his urging, Lu Pingyuan's heart became confused, he drew out his sword in a daze, and slashed towards the gate fiercely.

Luo Mo watched his every move with wide eyes, his face was full of anticipation, but when he looked at the door, there was a hint of fear.

The sword fell again and again, and the gate was cut through several places. Through the hole, only a pitch-black night could be seen, as if the vermilion lacquered gate had opened its strange eyes, even more strange than before.Lu Pingyuan's heart was empty, he only knew that he wanted to open the gate and go out, his tiger's mouth was cracked by the recoil force from the sword, and blood flowed down his wrist, but he didn't realize it, and still used all his strength to slash at the gate.

Luo Mo stared at the blood on his wrist, fidgeting on the sidelines, wishing to poke his head in there immediately, and afraid of disturbing him to open the door, so he restrained his footsteps three feet away from him, quietly bent down, and reached out to touch him Blood on the ground.

At this moment, a sound like a golden bell and jade chime shaking the soul suddenly came from the air. It was Qingjing who stepped on the clouds and rose to the roof of the house, persuading all the ghosts in the village to cherish the last chance to be taken in.The robe on his body was woven like moonlight, with a faint light flowing; a golden crow on his right shoulder was dazzling, and there was a faint cloud of light and mist under his feet, he was like a legendary fairy.

Luo Mo's heart felt weak, and he was even more afraid that the sound would awaken Lu Pingyuan's spirit, so he quickly blew a ghostly air on his face, captivating his heart again.The sound of the long sword slashing became more and more rapid, and the small piece of iron-clad wood board that was attached to the door bolt and padlock of the gate was smashed, and a cold wind whimpered and blew into the courtyard, blowing the gate open with a bang.

The threshold is so high that it cuts through the ground like frost and moonlight, and also separates this haunted house from the human world.Luo Mo's face was distorted with joy, he twisted his body and threw himself into the slag, urging Lu Pingyuan to leave quickly.

Lu Pingyuan put away his long sword and raised his feet towards the threshold, but suddenly there was another sound like hitting gold and jade, saying that he had already subdued the owner's wife, and he wanted the rest of the ghosts to take care of themselves.His spirit was slightly called back by the voice, his footsteps paused slightly, and he landed on the threshold.

However, Luo Mo was restricted by the mansion and couldn't walk out of the gate by himself, and was afraid that Lu Pingyuan would wake up and not go out again, so he quickly leaned out half of his body from the stone, facing Lu Pingyuan's with a pale and haggard face, from his belly. Blowing out a breath of Yin Qi, he sprayed it towards his mouth and nose.

Sure enough, Lu Pingyuan stopped struggling, his eyes dimmed, and he stepped forward to the door again.

When that foot was about to step out of the courtyard door, a cold and slippery arm suddenly wrapped around his back, and the slender white palm pressed on his lower abdomen, strangled his internal organs so hard that they were almost deformed.Lu Pingyuan let out a mouthful of foul air, arched his body, lowered his head and coughed hard for a while.

The slag in his arms was rushed by the vicious aura of the Yangshen stage demon, and slipped out of his sleeve unsteadily, rolled a few times, and still landed inside the door.

Luo Mo, who was hiding in it, didn't dare to go out, and Qingjing didn't need him to go out, so he just smiled at the stone and said softly: "I just said, the three opportunities for advertisements have been used up, and the next step is to use the sword to kill ghosts. Why do you still insist on dying? Brother Lu and I have a deeper relationship than anyone else, if you insist on killing him, I have no choice but to kill you."

He did not know where to pull out a sword, and with a light shake, there was a clear light all over the ground, and the sword energy was piercing and cold.Luo Mo's soul was so forced that he couldn't stand it, he quickly got out of the stone, and begged miserably: "I beg the elder to spare the life of the villain, and the villain will never dare to possess the body of the friend of the elder. As long as If you spare me, I will quietly take you to the sword house to get the precious sword..."

Lu Pingyuan came to his senses, recalling what happened to him, and hurriedly persuaded Qingjing: "Young Master Ying, don't let him go! This man looks cowardly, but in fact he has the idea of ​​taking my home. If he fails to take my home today, he will If you don’t get rid of it, you will definitely harm others the next day!”

He hastily said a long paragraph, only to find that Qingjing's hand was resting on his waist, it looked delicate and soft, but in fact it was extremely powerful, he held his body tightly, not letting him fall outside the gate of the villa .

Only then did Lu Pingyuan remember the embarrassment, and stretched out his hand to press the cold hand, but he remembered the slippery skin he touched when he covered Qingjing with the quilt at night, so he dared not drop his fingers no matter what.

On the contrary, it was Qingjing who took the initiative to hold his hand, squeezed his fingertips slightly, and squeezed it comfortingly, and said with a smile: "Don't be afraid, these are ordinary ghosts, they just have the breath of a treasure, and they are just a little bit alive. .This kind of ghosts can cut down a mountain in half, and they won't hurt you."

Lu Pingyuan's body was stiff, his fingers were half-bent, and he didn't know whether to hold back or not.He could even feel that his back was pressed against a pair of soft and cold chest, and there was still a bit of soft flesh in his stomach, and his figure was not considered good among men.

It's just that for some reason, his heart beat suddenly several times faster, and his feet almost went limp because of this hug, which wasn't really a hug.

Qing Jing pulled him to a position farther from the threshold, and said: "Wait until I kill him before going out. This ghost's obsession is to leave the villa. If you go out now, his obsession will easily attach to you. Maybe it will disturb your spirit."

Lu Pingyuan obediently took a few steps back, watching Qingjing swing his sword, a brilliant sword light burst out from the sword, instantly forcing out the ghost of Luo Mo hiding in the stone, the sword light rolled like a flame The ice was so burned that it turned into mist and dissipated in the air.

Luo Mo seemed to have something to say, but no one wanted to hear it anymore.

Qing Jing bowed his hands to Lu Pingyuan, and said with a smile: "Brother Lu, you can go back, I will rescue all the rest, don't worry."

Lu Pingyuan shook his head repeatedly, and refused to leave no matter what he said: "I know Mr. Ying is very capable, but my apprentice is still in a dangerous place, how can he leave without a master? You just go and kill the evil spirits, I will go back and watch Qing Even if there is danger, it can stop one or two.”

Teacher Shen is still lying on his shoulders, this physical body can't move alone without the soul, where can Qingjing find another son to show him!Seeing that this hero Lu was about to leave, he quickly raised his hand to stop him, and said firmly and irresistibly: "Brother Lu, can't tell whether a child is important or a group of seniors who are struggling with life and death? If you don't leave, you will Come with me, let's go to the sword hut and save those who can be saved, a man is a man, and we must hold children wherever we can!"

Lu Pingyuan was so agitated by him, he really didn't want to visit his apprentice, and said proudly: "Okay! Then let's go to save people first, and then look at the scene later!"

Qingjing chuckled, and supported him to fly into the air on a cloud, taking advantage of the feeling of flying as a human being who has never seen the world, turned his head and complained to Mr. Shen through sound transmission: "It's you who insisted that I use the body of the Nascent Soul to host the show." , How can I get rid of this person? Tomorrow, let me lay my body on the bed and pretend to be dead, and the soul will be his apprentice again?"

Teacher Shen's small round eyes narrowed slightly, his eyes flashed, and he pretended to sigh: "My Nascent Soul is a few years older than you, it's too easy to leak things, otherwise I'll cover my head and face to pretend to be you. Don't worry too much, Che There must be a way to the mountain, and I can always try to cover it for you when the time comes."

real or fake?

Why is Teacher Shen's eyes wrong?It didn't look like he was sincerely trying to help him, but it looked like he wanted to watch him have fun.It was the same tone when I tied the bow tie to him last time, and it was the same attitude when I coaxed him to be the host of Huayuanying. Could it be that he was trying to trick him again?

Ever since she was forced to pretend to be a little girl, Teacher Shen's credibility in Snake Elaborate has plummeted again and again. If it weren't for her attractive body, old and new grudges, it would be enough for Qingjing to ignore him for several years .

Shen Pingshan obviously also understands the weakness of the snake spirit, his soft body leans close to his face, rubs against his ears with the top of his hairy head, pecks lightly on his lips from time to time with his blunt beak, and sweeps the hot tip of his tongue. Passing over the lips, leaving behind an irresistible aroma of snake essence.

Qing Jing was seduced by him...and his heart was relaxed, and the tip of his slender tongue wrapped around his neck and licked fiercely for a long time.If Lu Pingyuan was not by his side, if there were not many humans waiting for him to rescue, he would have executed this old goblin on the spot!

Fortunately, there was no one around Teacher Shen's shoulder, Qing Jing's face was slightly turned towards him again, and the snake letter stuck out against his cheek, and the humans around him didn't notice anything unusual.

The clouds flew neither fast nor slow, and when they arrived at the gate of the sword hut, Teacher Shen's feathers were already sticking wetly into strands, and a large patch of snake spirit's lips were also wet, lingering around the birds' sweet breath. meaty.

When facing Lu Pingyuan, he was still able to put on the appearance of a master of Taoism, his face was not red and he was not panting, he covered the wet teacher Shen with one hand, and pressed down the cloud head with the other, and ordered: "The ghost here is here!" Soaring to the sky, it seems that the victim's ghosts are gathered here, Fellow Daoist Lu followed me closely so as not to be fascinated by ghosts."