Daoist, I am married

For the word "gambling", Kanazawa obviously has no confidence.Even if he made the right bet last time, he can't give him a premonition that he will succeed this time.

So he asked again: "Can't we look for the real objects here like last time?"

Ming Cong explained: "I think there is a way to save the day, but we are lucky enough to encounter something we are familiar with. Along the way, you can also see that the illusion here is not the same as last time. The territory here is vast, and the distinction between reality and reality may not be easy to find. "

Jin Ze sighed and decided to be honest: "Actually, Daoist Ming, let me tell you the truth."

"I have been unlucky since I was a child. I will lose bets, accidents will happen when I go out, choking on drinking water, choking on eating is commonplace, and so on..."

"Is there?" Ming Cong didn't look surprised at all, "Although we haven't been together for a long time, in my opinion, it's not bad luck that we successfully entered Taoyuan and came to the second illusion together?"

"This..." Jin Ze thought carefully, his recent luck was indeed not too bad.

According to his grandfather, after he got married, he could avert his catastrophe by urging Baihao to tie their lives together and tie their lives together.He didn't marry Song Congming...but becoming a relative would also part of his bad luck?

"It doesn't matter if it's a wrong bet, I don't blame you. Is this okay?" Ming Cong said again.

Jin Ze was shaken, and said: "Then you, the Taoist priest, will choose, and I will not participate."

Ming Cong smiled: "Okay, then listen."

"Looking at the chessboard, Bai Zi is competitive and doesn't know how to stop when it's too late. He has the willful disposition of a young man, while Hei Zi is very tolerant and has kind guidance. He's more like a gentle elder." Ming Cong paused Said, "And judging from the few words of this demon spirit, he really wanted to see his old friend, but also felt that his old friend didn't remember him, and there seemed to be some gap between him and him. So he set up these illusions to find him , seems more like a child having a temper tantrum."

After Ming Cong finished speaking, he looked at Jin Ze and waited for his comment. Jin Ze pointed to his mouth and waved his hand again, indicating that he could not speak now.

Ming Cong gave him an interesting look, and continued to talk to himself: "And if you look closely at this place, the person who would live in this kind of place seems to be a reclusive expert."

"It's really hard to make a choice." After talking a lot, Ming Cong came to such a conclusion.

If it is not decided not to participate, Kanazawa really wants to say, then why do you say so much?

Receiving Jin Ze's angry eyes, Ming Cong smiled reassuringly: "But I still decided to stick to my original choice."

Kanazawa: "???" What choice?

The next moment, he will know.

Ming Cong got up and threw up, splashing, black and white scattered all over the ground.

Kanazawa: "What are you doing?"

Ming Cong held his hand: "Follow me closely."

Before Jinze could figure out what happened, the world was spinning for a while, and they were dragged to an unknown place again.

"Excessive! You! I'm going to kill you!" The voice of the demon spirit appeared next to his ears, full of anger.

This place is no longer an illusion, but nothingness, nothing can be seen in the vast expanse of whiteness, and the people around him can only be sensed through touch.

Jin Ze couldn't help clenching the hand he was holding: "Master Dao, what's the reason why you angered him?"

"Instead of bumping around like headless chickens, it's better to meet the deity for a while." Ming Cong said lightly.

The angry voice suddenly surrounded my ears: "Why! I want to kill you! Why!"

Kanazawa heard the sound of the sword being unsheathed.

"But, he can seal our spiritual power, are you sure we have a chance of winning?"

"Didn't you find it?" Ming Cong squeezed his palms, and the two of them became back to back, "If we seal our spiritual consciousness, it will consume a lot of spiritual power, so it can only form a small illusion, and there will be more Big hole."

Kanazawa understands that the loophole is such a big cesspit!

At the same time, his admiration for Ming Cong went further. He thought that his mind was already very useful, but he didn't expect Ming Cong to notice such important information in some trivial details.

Thinking that he couldn't hold back, Jin Ze took out the few remaining talismans.

"Ah! I'm going to kill you! You big villain! Big villain!" The shouting had turned into a roar, which was deafening.

Jin Ze covered one ear: "It seems that he can only shout?"

Moreover, how could he hear the taste of grievance in this scolding by the big villain?It also evoked a sense of guilt.

"He won't do it." Ming Cong said.

"At first you said that he was not malicious, so why?"

"Yaoxie's heart is always dark and boundless, and it can only be covered with dark clouds when he creates illusions, but his illusions are all clear, which shows that his nature is still kind."

Jin Ze thought to himself that he must make up "Hundred Demon Spirit Record" after returning home.

"Kill you, I really want to kill you..." The demon spirit's voice suddenly weakened.

"Hold your breath." Ming Cong said suddenly.

Seeing the mist all over his body being infected by pink gas, Jinze hurriedly closed his breath.

There was a sound of the long sword piercing through the air, followed by a scream: "Ah!"

"let me go!"

"Don't breathe in." Ming Cong still held Jin Ze tightly with one hand.

Jin Ze was caught by Ming Cong in a daze, he could only hear the scream of the demon spirit and see a few light blue auras.

With a muffled sound, the demon spirit's voice stopped, and the white mist dispersed.

The original peach forest was still in front of me, the difference was that the sky became a bit gloomy at this time, and beside the peach tree in front of him, a fair young man was tied up and fell to the ground with five flowers, it was the demon spirit.

The whole process was so fast that Kanazawa didn't even notice when the grasped hand was released.

Kanazawa: "..."

In fact, there is no such thing as gambling or not, but Mingcong is confident enough to take down this demon spirit, right?

Feel like I've been played.

The man who was tied up was dressed in pink and white, with black hair lightly tied, and slender eyebrows and eyes, he looked very classy.

This opening of the mouth somewhat ruined his delicate appearance: "Bad people! You are all bad people!"

The man's voice was extremely aggrieved, and it sounded like he was about to shed tears in the next moment.

Kanazawa's attention was attracted by the "rope" on the man's body.

"Daoist, do you still have this lock talisman? Can you lend me a look?" Jin Ze was drooling looking at it. He had scrapped hundreds of talismans with calligraphy and painting but failed to draw this lock talisman.

The key point is that this talisman cannot be bought in the market at all, and he is almost bald.

Ming Cong smiled helplessly, and pulled him back to his side: "Don't make trouble, let's get down to business first."

Jin Ze instantly remembered his noble son's attire, coughed lightly, picked up the folding fan and shook it.

"Why do you create illusions to harm mortals?" Ming Cong asked.

"You pay for my chessboard first!"

Jin Ze said: "If you don't want to change yourself, it's over."

"You! You know...you're hypocritical!"

"I..." Jin Ze didn't understand why, "Why am I being hypocritical?"

Ming Cong thought for a while and said, "It seems that the chessboard is real."

The "reality" in the second illusion is the chessboard.

"You pay me! You bad guy, I'm going to kill you!" At this time, the sky was covered with dark clouds, lightning flashed and thunder rumbled, as if a downpour was about to fall.

The weather in this illusion seems to be controlled by the spirit's mood.

Jin Ze squatted down, knocked on the fan, and said with a ferocious face: "Don't be noisy, be dishonest, don't want your peach forest."

"You..." Yao Ling shrank his neck, extremely wronged, "I didn't make any noise." The thunder stopped, the dark clouds also thinned, and the rain seemed to have disappeared.

Ming Cong also squatted down, and compared with Jin Ze, his tone was much gentler: "If you can explain it well, I promise you to help you repair the chessboard."

Yao Ling nodded, and his affection for Ming Cong doubled: "Okay, you must repair it for me to be not bad at all." At this time, the Taolin had already changed from cloudy to sunny, and the sky was clear in an instant.

"Don't talk nonsense, why do you want to create illusions to hurt mortals?" Jin Ze didn't like him at all, a big man, making a fuss like a woman, and wearing pink clothes...

The demon spirit struggled to get up, but couldn't find a comfortable position, so he could only continue to lie on his stomach and said aggrievedly: "I didn't, don't wrong the good demon."

"Oh, how do you explain the dozen or so people Yun Bie lost with you?"

"They," Yaoling paused, lacking in confidence, "It's not my fault that they broke into my territory and couldn't get out because they were so stupid."

"You didn't want to imprison them, or did you let them out?" Ming Cong asked.

"That's right, they're not the ones I'm looking for, why should I keep them? They're the ones who won't leave." The demon spirit said loudly.

Mingcong and Jinze looked at each other, and found that the matter was complicated again.

If the demon spirit didn't lie, and released them out of the illusion after confirming that they were not the ones he was looking for, why would they "can't get out"?

"How do you prove that what you said is not a lie?" Jin Ze asked.

"I'll take you to meet them." The demon spirit replied.

The demon spirit's name is Shu Sheng, which he chose by himself.

It seems that Shu Sheng rarely has anyone to talk to. Along the way, from stating his name to his reading history, the people who talk about it are also talking endlessly, and he is completely different from the angry and crazy person just now.

Jin Ze felt dizzy and dizzy, only Ming Cong answered him a few words from time to time.

Jin Ze could tell that although this demon spirit was extraordinary, he was very interested in the sage books that humans read, and he kept citing scriptures and classics with his mouth, which was completely a book bag.

Talking all the way, Shu Sheng led the two of them to the depths of the peach forest, crossed a small bridge, and several thatched huts that were exactly the same as those in the previous illusion appeared in sight.

The demon spirit had already mentioned that he had retreated in Taolin for three months in order to study an ancient book.

"When we left the customs, the flowers here were just in bloom." Shu Sheng's voice was more emotional, "He suddenly ran out at this time, drinking and reciting poems in my woods, very happy."

"Besides, reciting poems is fine, but the mediocre rhyme is simply inexplicable and messy. This is an insult to the beautiful scenery of my peach forest, and an insult to this scholarly writing."

Jin Ze winked at Ming Cong, and stuffed something the size of a black bean into his ear.

Ming Cong looked at him inexplicably, and then Jin Ze's voice sounded in his ears: [Puff, puff, puff. 】