[Distant time and space] Fox management fox map

Chapter 065

Because of the unstable factor of Pei Hongjing, the plot of the original work has long been changed beyond recognition, and even subtly changed the original direction.

Yuan Gongqian's problem is a typical manifestation. At least, she has not fallen asleep under that strange harp, and she is still alive and kicking.

All of this made Yakram, the leader of the ghost clan who was peeping from the water mirror in the dark, very angry, especially Pei Hongjing. Just deal with her who is an eyesore.It's a pity that she not only has Tai Ming by her side, but also a leader who secretly protects her.

When Taiming and Pei Hongjing were on their way to Jiutiaofang, Yakram, the leader of the ghost clan, did not relax, or was disturbed by the situation in front of him, but instead inspired his fighting spirit and made him make up his mind to start doing it now. One thing caught Dragon God's Shenzi and Eight Leaves by surprise.He didn't have time to wait for the Eight Leaves to gather around Shenzi, especially that damned fox. Her existence had already disrupted his previous plans.

Akram What is his plan?Of course it is to curse the four gods.

Although Pei Hongjing didn't know exactly what he was going to do next, the matter of cursing the Four Gods was really an important matter in the original story.It was this clue that gave Yuan Gongqian another chance to use the power of the Dragon God to open the door of time and space and return to where she came from.

Of course, all of this was awakened secretly, and Pei Hongjing didn't know that Akram had already started to act.

When we arrived at Jiutiaofang with Tai Ming, the sky was completely dark.

When it was time to light the lamps, the abbot and monks in the temple welcomed Taiming in very politely.When Tai Ming asked to burn the eight-stringed qin now, all the monks here nodded in agreement.After all, it is already a very scary thing for that strange thing to make a distorted sound in the daytime.It would be best if someone came to dispose of it now.

After Tai Ming had discussed with the manager and host here, after a while, a monk brought over the sealed eight-stringed qin.

Pei Hongjing watched as Taiming walked to the pool with a blank expression and stood beside the fire that had been prepared in advance, quietly marking the fingerprints in his hands one by one, muttering words.Then she stepped back and stared at her eyes quietly, only thinking about what might happen in her heart.When the Qin was delivered, Tai Ming took it directly from the young monk's hand without even looking at it, and quickly threw it into the blazing fire, and poured it on without any hesitation. Oil.

His behavior was indeed unexpected, but when the eight-stringed harp was burned, something even weirder happened.

The burned zither made a painful sound in the fire, and the hairs of the young monks who were standing by watching were standing on end and sweating profusely.

Just when everyone thought it sounded creepy, at this moment, there was a violent collision sound from mid-air, and everyone raised their heads in unison, and suddenly found that the people of the ghost clan were tied up by the chains that Tai Ming had arranged in advance , hanging in mid-air at this moment, unable to move.Pei Hongjing also looked up, and immediately knew who this child was, that was Xieflu, who was abandoned by his parents and had half the blood of the ghost race.Right now, he is being hung in the air, and he is still cursing endlessly.

After Pei Hongjing glanced at him, she looked away, so she didn't bother to listen to a child's nagging.

Just when the eight-stringed harp was being burned by fire, and at the very moment when the sound of □□ was the loudest, a figure was seen hurrying towards the other side of the pool.Pei Hongjing took a closer look, oh, a young man about fifteen or sixteen years old, wearing a monk's attire, ran over panting.He has a pretty face and a very feminine appearance. The waves in his eyes are like half of the pool of water at the moment, quietly exuding a kind of serene light.

"Please wait a moment, don't burn the qin like this, please let me save that senior." The man shouted as soon as he approached, and he was still not feeling well.

Tai Ming and everyone turned their heads in surprise, not knowing what he was going to do at the moment.Somewhat unexpectedly, everyone thought that he was going to stop the burning, but who knew that he stood by the fire and silently recited the mantra of the past life in a low voice. Deep sorrow and unresolved longing heartache.When Pei Hongjing was curious about this person, he saw that the abbot of the temple also came over at this time and said: "Yongquan, don't be too sad, it's not good for the person who passed away. He also doesn't want to see you so sad .”

Before the words were finished, the sound of □ in the fire suddenly disappeared.Instead, there was a sigh from mid-air, and an extremely subtle "thank you" that seemed to melt into the wind.

"Have you already passed away?" The host, who is over ten years old, seemed to have heard the voice of thanks at this moment, and immediately, he also stood quietly by the fire with the monk named Yongquan, staring at the Turned into ashes in the fire, I can never be silent in the ashes of the evil magic tool, the lyre.

But at this moment, the child who was tied up by Tai Ming yelled angrily, and the sound of cursing was unbearable.

Taiming and everyone else didn't bother to pay attention to him, especially Yongquan took out the flute from his sleeve and played it softly.The clear and melodious sound of the flute spread out in the night. The soothing and gentle force in the sound of the flute made everyone ignore their current situation and meditate silently.Even Xieflu, who had been swearing endlessly, fell silent under the sound of the flute.

After the song ended, the monk named Yongquan quietly left here ahead of time.

As for the brat, Tai Ming only freed his hand to question him at this moment.

"Child of the ghost clan, the eight-stringed harp has been completely destroyed now, and the meaning of your coming is completely meaningless." The cold and clear voice stated this matter without any emotion.Tai Ming was always serious and rigorous when dealing with these matters.

Xie Fulu was rebellious, with a face full of madness, and said with a smile: "So what, my lord will still get the son of the Dragon God as he wishes."

Pei Hongjing really couldn't understand this noisy kid, so she couldn't help interjecting at this moment: "Tai Ming, why are you talking so much to him, why don't you just seal him up? Otherwise, this evil-hearted Son, I don't know what to do next time!" Of course, these words were quietly told Tai Ming by Pei Hongjing in the fox state.

As for Tai Ming, after hearing Pei Hongjing's words, he immediately prepared to seal this evil-hearted little devil without even thinking about it.

Unexpectedly, before he had time to make a move, a Cheng Yaojin—Iku Tedar suddenly appeared.This guy was elusive, and his skills were strong enough, but Tai Ming's subordinates took Xieflu away.

Facing such a situation, after Pei Hongjing and Tai Ming were in a daze for a short while, each of them muttered to each other a few words, Tai Ming arranged a little enchantment again in this temple, and then briefly talked with the host When something happened, he took Pei Hongjing and left.

On the way back, they suddenly met Seimei's shikigami who came to pick them up.

But Pei Hongjing had a fuzzy feeling in his heart at this moment, always feeling that something was wrong, brewing secretly.She didn't say a word, but said some insignificant things to Tai Ming along the way.After returning to Qingming's mansion, as she expected, Qingming invited her to go and have something important to say.

When she came to Qingming's mansion again, Pei Hongjing was a little surprised, because she saw Qingming's mother, her kind, Ge Ye.The similar faces of the mother and the child will directly reveal some things that need not be said.

In the courtyard under the night, hundreds of flowers are fragrant.

The fragrance in the dew floats like strands of silk, lingering on the tip of the nose, and moistens the lungs with a light breath, which is extraordinarily refreshing.

"You're here, come and sit." As usual, Qingming greeted Pei Hongjing with a smile.

Standing at the gate of his courtyard, Pei Hongjing stood in the middle of the overgrown grassy courtyard, shook her body slightly, turned into a human body, and stood in the garden with a smile on her face.At this moment, on the vine flower tree beside her, wisteria flowers were falling with the night wind, covering her whole body. "It's already midnight, and the moonlight is not good tonight, why did you come here?" Pei Hongjing smiled and agreed, "You can't choose this kind of weather when you are basking in the moon."

After saying that, Ge Ye, who was sitting next to Qingming, laughed: "It's not a good day to bask in the moon, but it's a good day to chat freely with your fellow clansmen."

"You are Qingming's mother, Ge Ye, right?" Pei Hongjing asked while walking.

The woman in unlined clothes smiled and said: "It's cold on the ground, come and sit down before we talk." As she spoke, she even waved to Pei Hongjing to signal her to hurry up.

After Pei Hongjing sat down and chatted nonsense for a while, he finally saw the topic of today's conversation.

About the thunder disaster she was about to encounter.

This is a very sensitive topic. To put it bluntly, you are talking about the N possibilities of your own death.Pei Hongjing didn't know why Ge Ye and Qingming would ask this question. Their mother and son said that they really wanted to know the process and results of those practitioners who had been robbed of thunder. Pei Hongjing didn't know what to say. After all, she knew it , it seems that the possibility of passing through is very small, especially for those like her who have shown that they are robbed with love, almost all of them died under the thunder.Facing such a question, Pei Hongjing just said it in a few words.

"However, how sure are you about your situation?" Just after Pei Hongjing finished speaking, Ge Ye asked.

Pei Hongjing smiled wryly and said, "I'm very bad. To be honest, I can't make it through. I'm just waiting to die now, and I live every day."

At this time, Qingming asked from the side: "Do you know when the Thunder Tribulation will be?"

Pei Hongjing shook her head, and replied with a blank and lost face: "I don't know. If there is no accident, it will be a hundred days later." Her voice became more and more tired and tired, but at this moment she suddenly smiled wryly, "I used to I heard from my patriarch that generally after the thunder tribulation manifests, it will appear after daylight. I think my situation should be the same, not too far away.” Speaking of this, Pei Hongjing asked curiously, “Today I just asked What about me?"

"It can be said that this is the case. My mother has always been curious about you, a clansman who came from afar." Qingming smiled, "So I invite you to come and chat with me by the way."

After hearing this, Pei Hongjing smiled, but didn't take it to heart.

Abe Seimei's mother, Ge Ye, is a very talkative person. She pulled Pei Hongjing and slowly talked about women's and family matters. Qingming listened quietly, because it was also the first time he heard from his My mother learned these facts similar to myths and legends and the Arabian Nights.

At dawn, after Ge Ye left, Qingming asked Pei Hongjing when he was about to return to Tai Ming: "Did you tell Tai Ming that you were about to encounter a thunder disaster?"

Pei Hongjing stopped in her tracks and turned her head, "No, telling him what to do feels like telling him about his funeral." Then, she pretended to be indifferent, laughed, and said to herself, " There are less than a hundred days left, so let me be happy to deceive myself, that would be great." Rather than saying this to Qingming, it is better to say that she comforted herself.

The wind is blowing, it is dawn again, and the weather at the end of April is another cloudy and rainy day.

After Pei Hongjing said those words, she went back to Tai Ming's place alone.

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