ghost in the book

A car naturally couldn't withstand the weight of a building of hundreds of tons, and soon the car began to deform.

Langya was the first to notice this frightening change, so he stretched out his hand without thinking to protect the young man in his arms, and then tried to support the roof of the car with his other hand.

Hao Ziyao in the back seat also understood immediately, and pressed Roumomo in his arms reflexively, and after thinking about it, he circled Pan Xi, and signaled them both to just lie on their stomachs with their heads down.Then he sank into his dantian, raised his arms above his head, and forcibly stopped the tendency of the car roof to sink rapidly.

"Wu Luo, where is the Eye of Qingqiu?" Langya suddenly remembered the magic weapon given by that fox.

"...Damn! Young master is really unlucky! I fucking forgot at home, and I forgot to put on my clothes when I changed!" Wu Luo shouted through gritted teeth, wanting to beat himself up.

But the deal was done, even if he beat himself to death, it would not solve any problems.

In ancient times, he could travel back after death, but this is the real world, and he can only report to Hades after he dies!

Wu Luo bit his lower lip tightly, listening to the creaking sound of Langya's arm muscles and bones, he felt that he might be about to cry.

"Master is a man anyway, how can he hide in your arms?" The young man smiled, and pulled himself out of the man's arms, intending to stretch out his hands to prop up the sky.

Langya was startled and wanted to stop him, but the young man hid and grabbed something in the confusion.

It was a small pendant tied to the rearview mirror. It was given to Wu Luo by sister Zhen when she came back last time. She said it was a sandalwood gourd for safety, and it seemed to be an ancient object with some origins.

"Let's pray together!" The young man seemed to have gone crazy, holding the thing and laughing loudly, as if he was saved from a desperate situation! "Pray that this thing is a spiritual antique! This way we can go to the ancient times to avoid it. God, the ability you gave me is really useful. I blamed you before!"

The moment Toyota's domineering was crushed, the young man finished his meditation and disappeared with everyone in a beam of white light.

Traveling through time and space in a waking state is not a comfortable thing. Even after going through so many times, the young man is still not used to it.He rubbed his forehead and got up from the ground in a daze.

Langya stretched out his hand to pull him up, and whispered at the same time, "Listen."

With Langya's support, the young man stood still, seeing the emperor, the little bandit, and Pan Xi all sitting on the ground blankly, with bewildered expressions on their faces, he couldn't help being a little scared.He listened again, and a melodious and distant piano sound floated indistinctly from a distance. The beautiful melody made people want to get closer and listen more.

The fairy music in the sky is probably nothing more than that.

As Wu Luo listened, he also gradually lost his sanity. Fortunately, Lang Ya squeezed his shoulder heavily from behind, and he finally came to his senses.

"What's going on? It seems to be able to control people's minds... Quickly wake them up!" After the young man reacted, he crawled up in front of the distraught three people, pinched their arms and thighs, and finally wiped out their souls. The calling is back.

Gu Yaoshu was still in a daze, and asked after a long time, "Huh? What's going on? Are Brother Wu Luo and Langya alright?"

The young man shook his head, "I almost fell for it too, Langya, how did you avoid being addicted?"

Langya didn't speak, but stuck out the tip of his bloody tongue.

I wipe!What the hell kind of place is this, such nice music can mess with people's minds!Wu Luo stood up angrily and looked around, only to realize that he had been ignoring this equally astonishing scenery before.

The mountains are like green barriers, the water flows slowly like a white jade belt, and the mountains and rivers are mixed with faint clouds and mists. This picture is like a fairyland on the sky.

Not far away, there is a red wooden pavilion erected in the opposite mountain.

Sitting in the pavilion was a figure who looked like an exiled fairy. Although he couldn't see his face clearly, his white robes were spotless and spotless, his three thousand black hairs fell like a cold pool, and his leisurely and comfortable but incomparably noble Temperament, people see, there is an urge to worship.

The fairy was playing the piano with his head down.It was a high-quality xylophone. I couldn't tell what its texture was, but it exuded a kind of aura naturally.If there is no mistake in counting, the qin should have fifty strings.

75. Tucao 67: Talking about the immortal...

"Where is this...?" Wu Luo said like a babble, "Human world? Or Penglai Wonderland?"

"Penglai Island is not the only place in the fairyland." Suddenly, ethereal laughter came from the mountain, and the movement of playing the piano in the hands of the exiled immortal did not stop. He raised his head slightly and looked towards the mountain. "Have friends come from afar?"

This sound, which is like the sounds of nature, actually came from the mouth of a man?No one felt a little surprised, only Pan Xi, with tears gradually appearing in his eyes, stood where he was like a sculpture.

The young man turned his head inadvertently, saw the child's expression, thought he was bewitched again, so he was startled, and reached out to pat him on the shoulder.Pan Xi was still unmoved, standing there blankly.After a while, he didn't even move his eyes an inch, and asked softly, "You said earlier, who looks like me?"

"A little girl named Ban Yue, Jieyu who grew up to be the emperor of the Han Dynasty...why do you ask this?" Wu Luo looked nervously at Panxi, and then at the man on the other side of the mountain.These days, the world is declining, and people's hearts are not ancient. The better-looking ones may be the darker in their hearts. Maybe this immortal-like figure is transformed by the old black mountain demon.

Pan Xi didn't blink her eyes, and her lips parted and closed slightly. "Ban Yue... I feel like I'm going to think of something... Tell me more about it."

The young man was stunned for a moment, not knowing what the child was asking to discuss this issue.Although Ban Yue and him look alike, they live in a very different age, and it is a bit too far-fetched to say that they are related by blood.As for the theory of reincarnation, it is even more illusory, not to mention that reincarnation itself is a thing that has never been proven, and it doesn't make sense just why the memory can be retained.

But thinking about what he had experienced, the young man was easily relieved.In an extraordinary period, he behaved abnormally, so he described the process of getting along with the little loli to Panxi in detail. Although the time was short, he was deeply impressed and described all the details one by one.

The immortal in white was still sitting in the pavilion, not in a hurry or annoyed, stroking the xylophone, as if he was making music for a wonderful story.

Langya guarded the young man with a vigilant expression.Hao Ziyao saw Roumomo looking devoutly at the man in white, and for some reason felt an inexplicable anger in his heart.As for Panxi, something is getting more and more wrong.

Every time Wu Luo said a word, every time the piano sounded over there, Pan Xi's eyes looking at the man in white became more and more familiar.In the end, the expression seemed to be seeing an old man reunited today after a long absence.

When the young man's voice fell, the sound of the piano over there also stopped abruptly, and the flashy pinkness in the eyes of the beautiful boy who was born as a young man disappeared completely, replaced by an elegant temperament that transcended the world and saw through the world.He slowly stretched out his right hand, touched the ground with his left foot, and then posed in a flying shape.

Wu Luo was stunned by lightning for a moment, and didn't understand what happened.After this child has played all the bloody stalks, does he still think about developing in unknown fields!This is to use a strange appearance to tell the world that I am not an ordinary person, an ordinary person, but actually have a very special identity, dear...?

While the young man was still complaining in his head, Pan Xi's movements suddenly changed.He danced rapidly, at first it was a little jerky, but then he became more and more proficient, as if he had practiced that difficult dance thousands of times, and he couldn't be more familiar with it.

However, the most amazing thing is not here.

After the final upward leap, he was stuck in the air—yes, Grandpa Newton who proposed universal gravity must want to come back from the dead. The child posed a soft and beautiful artistic form in the air, and then just floated in the air.

Wu Luo looked at the scene, both admiring and a little scared.After thinking about it, he had no choice but to shout to the man in white in the mountain, "Excuse me, who are you? How did you make him stop in the air?"

Before the immortal man could answer, Panxi's voice came from above the young man's head, "He is the prince Changqin, and I just remembered my identity at last."

Prince Changqin?One of the legendary ancient gods?Isn't that here-

"You guessed it right, this is Mount Li." Prince Changqin had arrived in front of everyone at some point, with a faint smile on his face, clear and meaningful eyebrows as if in the distance, and a pair of beautiful eyes that were calm.

The prince Changqin is the son of the fire god Zhu Rong. According to legend, when he was born, he held a small piano in his arms, and the world sang joyously because of his birth.According to the "Shan Hai Jing" records: "Emperor Yan was in the middle of farming and mulberry. Hearing the joyful songs of heaven and earth, he stood up and sighed: there is a god in the world."

The young man had dealt with the fantasy world a lot recently, and immediately realized that this person must have an extraordinary status in the world of mountains and seas.And this god actually said that Pan Xi is his old friend, so what is Pan Xi's identity?

Panxi fell slowly from the air, the excitement in his eyes gradually subsided, he held Prince Changqin's hands, the two looked at each other for a while, and suddenly laughed at each other.That laughter is really like a long-lost best friend reunited, there is no gap in my heart, and I wish I could tell my heart, and sigh the meaning of good fortune.

After laughing, Pan Xi turned her head, looked at Wu Luo seriously, and said, "You know this skin called Pan Xi, and my real name is Wu Xie. I was one of the ten witches, You Shan dance with long