I open the underworld canteen to continue my life

The young Taoist eventually declared his family name: "We belong to Xuan'an Temple. My name is Jiang Yuanjing. My master and uncle are in there. We happen to be here to help."

Li Miao had a look of disbelief: "What happened to make you watch the door for the security guard? The incense in Guanli is not in the doldrums?"

"Bah!" Jiang Yuanjing jumped angrily, "I'm here to prevent ordinary people from entering by mistake!"

"Oh——" Li Miao elongated her tone and said with a smile, "Generally, when a gang commits a crime, it's basically the watchman with the worst skills. So you are such a character."

Jiang Yuanjing retorted with obvious lack of confidence: "I, I am just the shallowest! With my master and uncle here, I don't need to make a move at all!"

Si Nanxing has studied Taoism a little bit, and probably knows the names used by people in Taoism. The surname is his own.

That is, this little master Jiang Yuanjing, whose surname is Jiang, is from the "Yuan" generation, and the master bestowed the word "Jing"...

It seems that he is restless.

Si Nanxing stopped the fox to prevent him from continuing to provoke: "Okay, let's get down to business, you haven't talked about that ancient painting yet."

Jiang Yuanjing snorted reluctantly, but remembering the dignified expressions of her master and uncle, she opened her mouth: "Our young master goes to school here, and our master is on the mountain in the suburbs. Come help out."

"Who knew such a thing would happen."

"There is an extra ancient painting in the school, no one knows where it came from. Five students disappeared and entered the painting."

Si Nanxing raised his eyebrows in surprise: "He got into the painting? How did he get in?"

"Let me show you." Jiang Yuanjing took out her mobile phone and clicked on the picture to show Si Nanxing, "Hey, you can see it just by looking at the picture. Look at the people in this picture, they are the same as the five students who disappeared. up."

"Is there any brother of yours?"

"Yes." Si Nanxing was very calm, "The tallest one is the one in the gazebo with a round stool as a protective weapon."

Jiang Yuanjing came over and took a look: "Hey, good guy, he is also a good young man who cultivates Taoism. Your family has raised enough tigers for him."

For a moment, Si Nanxing didn't know if this was a compliment.

"But there are even more tigers in this painting." Jiang Yuanjing chuckled, zoomed in on the picture, and showed him the creek on the edge of the gazebo.

In the water, there was a woman in ancient costume who described herself as being in a state of embarrassment, and there was also a somewhat illusory shadow, completely destroying the original artistic conception of falling flowers and flowing water.

Jiang Yuanjing seemed to find it very interesting: "Look, I don't know what it is. Anyway, it is entangled with the woman in the original painting, so these students are all right now."

Si Nanxing stared at it for a while, then beckoned Li Miao to come and distinguish: "Look at this shadow, does it look like we killed crows?"

"It's too blurry, did you Taoist priests take pictures with landlines?" Li Miao squinted her eyes to distinguish, "I looked at the energetic gestures, and thought it might be her. Ordinary ghosts are not as full as she is, so they can't follow her." The people in the painting fight all afternoon."

Jiang Yuanjing felt something was wrong: "This is a ghost? Do you still recognize it?"

Si Nanxing clicked on Si Nantian on the photo: "My family."

Then clicked on the illusory Shaya figure, "This is my own ghost."

Li Miao proudly puffed out her chest, "I am my own monster."

Jiang Yuanjing twitched the corner of her mouth: "Then your family is quite complete with ghosts and goblins."

Si Nanxing asked the fox, "Is there anything we can do?"

Li Miao scratched her head, her face was a bit ugly: "This kind of illusion is not difficult to do, as long as you bring the bell given by your ancestors, you will not be drawn into the painting. But they have already entered..."

"At this time, you can't hurt the painting. If you want them to come out, you can only force the things in the painting to appear."

"Master said that too." Jiang Yuanjing sighed, "They are trying to figure out how to force it to show up, but it seems that they haven't made any progress yet."

Si Nanxing looked at the woman in the painting who was pushed into the water: "...She may not be able to get out even if she thinks about it."

"Probably not." Jiang Yuanjing showed them the first few pictures, "This portrait keeps changing, don't look at your family's fierce ghost, you can't do anything to her at all, and you will be blown to nowhere by her from time to time. Only by persevering can we always catch up..."

"Wait." Si Nanxing frowned suddenly, "Is she... going to Xiaotian?"

The fox also hurried over to take a look: "It seems to be true! It's over, it must be because the boy is the tallest and the meat is the best..."

Si Nanxing tapped him on the head: "Can you say something good?"

He no longer hesitated, took out his mobile phone and asked Zhu Youjun for help.

Si Nanxing: "Mr. Zhuyou! Help!"

"Save Xiaotian's dog's life" was still typing in the input box, Zhu Youjun had already appeared behind him, pulled him over and looked him up and down: "What's wrong?"

Si Nanxing was a little dazed, and turned the phone around to show him the input box.

Zhu Youjun paused, then let go of his hand, turned his head to look in a direction in the university: "There is an abnormality there."

Si Nanxing asked Jiang Yuanjing: "Is the exhibition hall in that direction?"

Jiang Yuanjing had already tightly hugged the mahogany sword in his hand, and his face was pale: "My God, there is such a strong evil spirit, is it that my Xuan'an Temple is going to destroy the family here today?"

Lord Zhuyou glanced at him, a little surprised: "A Taoist priest in the world?"

"The rise and fall of the Three Realms?"

Jiang Yuanjing replied subconsciously: "Help if you can."

Zhu Youjun nodded: "At any rate, he entered the door."

He raised his hand and lit up a sign of Hades, "It's from Hades."

"Oh!" Jiang Yuanjing wiped the cold sweat off his forehead, and gave Si Nanxing a reproachful look, "Really, I was scared to death, why did you call out such a big shot for this level of incident .”

When Lord Zhuyou came, Si Nanxing felt much more relieved, followed him to the inside of the university, and asked Jiang Yuanjing, "Level?"

"You don't know? You don't know that there are so many monsters around you!" Jiang Yuanjing was very surprised, "The Three Realms Mutual Aid Committee is an organization that maintains peace in the Three Realms."

Li Miao interjected unwillingly: "I'm inside too!"

Jiang Yuanjing was furious immediately: "Then why didn't you get the password right!"

Li Miao squinted at him: "How do I know that you Taoist priests are not as good as one generation after another, and this kind of half bucket of water can also enter the organization."

Si Nanxing stopped them from quarreling: "What grade are you talking about?"

"The world is mysterious and yellow." Jiang Yuanjing was still polite to Si Nanxing, "This incident needs to be graded, and at most it is a yellow-level mission. After all, people have still died so far."

He lowered his voice, and looked at Mr. Zhuyou who was watching the road ahead with lingering fear, "The one you called must be at least at the prefectural level."

Si Nanxing asked curiously, "Are the Heavenly Emperor and Pluto heavenly?"

Jiang Yuanjing's feet softened: "Why do you open your mouth to be such a big man, you can't call such a big man's honorific title indiscriminately!"

"They don't have ratings. If it's really time for such a big shot, there's no time to rank them. It's not how many people are ranked."

Si Nanxing nodded: "If that's the case, then he should be a heavenly class."

Jiang Yuanjing didn't hear the affirmation in his words, and nodded seriously: "It's not impossible."

Si Nanxing laughed: "He is..."

"Be careful!" Li Miao yelled, blasting out her big furry tail and rushing towards the tree.

A chuckle sounded from the dense tree canopy, and a string of phosphorous powder that was barely visible to the naked eye fell down. Lord Zhuyou frowned: "Come back."

Li Miao immediately braked in mid-air, dodged in a twisted posture that ordinary humans would never be able to do, and landed in front of Si Nanxing with a "slap", and slapped herself on the forehead: "Hey, I almost hit the head! Give me one more time." Chance Zhuyou-jun, I will never leave the little boss this time!"

Mr. Zhuyou took a step forward, the phosphor powder seemed to be drawn closer by him, and it was all put into his sleeves.

The man on the canopy finally showed his face. He was lying low on the tree trunk with his head down, with a faint smile on his face, and he was still wearing that gray sweater that was incompatible with summer.

"I really didn't expect that we would meet so soon, Mr. Zhuyou."

Zhu Youjun glanced at him: "So that's it, it's a bug."

"Hehe, I'm looking forward to meeting you. I heard that you should be the longest-lived tree." The man in gray laughed, "I like older trees the most. The older the tree, the more sap fragrant."

Before Zhuyou-jun could refute, Sinanxing already gave a disapproving "tsk" sound: "How can you say that about our Zhuyou-jun? Why are we so old? Our Zhuyou-jun is just growing a little longer, counting from transformation , or the younger generation among monsters."

Zhu Youjun looked at him, Si Nanxing patted him on the shoulder, and looked at him encouragingly, "Don't listen to his nonsense, you are not old at all."

Li Miao shrank back, opened her mouth half in astonishment, poked Jiang Yuanjing, who was also stunned, and said in a low voice: "Do you think I should remind the little boss that in the hearts of monsters, saying that the other party is old is also veiled." Said that the other party is great..."

Jiang Yuanjing swallowed, and hesitated to speak: "He can understand? After all, it is normal for humans and monsters to have cultural differences..."

"En." Zhu Youjun actually nodded his head.

Li Miao closed her mouth: "I don't think it needs to be said."

"Hey, interesting." The man in gray looked at them with great interest, showing his characteristic mocking smile, "Why didn't Lord Zhuyou do anything? Could it be that you are afraid of me?"

"You are just a slough, you can't fool me." Zhu Youjun was indifferent, "I just want to hear, you came here specially to say something."

"You really want to hear it?" The man in gray smiled strangely, "Don't regret it."

"Sinanxing, do you know that your life in Meng Xizhou was the closest to becoming an immortal. On that day on the top of Yunfu Mountain, the glow of flying immortals had already appeared, but you died on top of it, and a new one appeared in the Three Realms. Lord Zhuyou who is unparalleled in the limelight."

"Hey, do you really believe that you wrote four words, and he crossed that hurdle and became such a powerful monster?"

"He lied to you, he ate you up, hee hee."

"You don't even think about it. How did he get his monstrous evil spirit? Naturally, it's because of someone with great merit like you."

Si Nanxing was a little surprised. He thought about it for a while and found it strange: "Mr. Zhuyou, he is talking nonsense, why don't you beat him up?"

Zhu Youjun looked calm: "Listen to what else he can say."

"It's fine if you don't believe it." The man in gray looked at him with pity in his eyes, "I just pity you."

"He is such a big monster, the catastrophe is naturally destroying the world, and now he treats you well to make up for the cause and effect owed at the beginning, so that the catastrophe will be easier. Don't even think about it, the Hades will really do it for you, a mortal. Do you want to go to war?"

"They are doing it for their incomparably powerful Lord Zhuyou. Who cares about the life of a mortal like you?"

Si Nanxing shook his head: "Even if you want to sow dissension, why did you choose to tell me? Even if I really believe you, I will hate Lord Zhuyou and plan to seek revenge from him, but even if he stands still and lets me beat him, I will break him." Keep him a branch."

"You hate him, that's enough." Under the eyes of everyone, the man in gray suddenly approached, almost touching Si Nanxing's face, and with a malicious smile, he whispered in his ear, " He wants you to love him, and I want to watch you hate him."

The bloody branches suddenly pierced through his body, and the man in gray was crumpled up like a piece of paper. It really wasn't his real body, but just a slough.

Zhu Youjun's face remained as usual: "What he said is all false."

"I know." Si Nanxing nodded.

Zhu Youjun didn't look at him, turned around and walked to the exhibition hall: "The last sentence is also."

Si Nanxing: "...cough, yes yes yes."

The author has something to say: No Responsibility Small Theater:

Mr. Du'er: You have feelings for him.

Consequence: puff.

Man in Black: He wants you to love him.

Aftermath: Molt-1

Granny Fang is in danger.

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