snake curse

Making the white snake into such a miserable state, Qian Xiaoer is really different from ordinary people!

I admire you!

If it were them, they would definitely be reluctant to break one of the white snake's hairs, but the owner of the "Yizhuang" is a "dutiful son of silver" who only loves money and does not love beauties. Still like this.

The White Snake still acted as if nothing had happened to him, and he was still polite and courteous to his little second, Ah Da, who brought him tea and water.

It seems that not everyone can afford credit.

"Hurry up and leave after drinking." Qian Xiao'er walked back to the counter, knocked on the cigarette rod, and said coldly to Bai Changong who was still in the mood to sit at the table drinking tea.

Even if he doesn't care about those thorny gazes, he is afraid that some monsters have evil intentions and are ready to try, causing unnecessary trouble.

The current White Toad Palace has just woken up, his spiritual outlook has been damaged, his soul is lacking, and he has not yet fully recovered. He is extremely weak inside, and he is not as relaxed and at ease as he appears on the surface.

Although Qian Xiao'er could understand that Bai Changong did this to give these demons and ghosts a false appearance and deterrence, so that they were still afraid of him, and did not dare to play tricks at such a critical moment.

After all, Bai Changong's methods and cultivation are not as soft as his face, even without Qian Xiao'er's life-and-death line and the soul-evoking umbrella, that white scale sword can chop off the heads of countless people.

"Give me some spells." Bai Chan Gong didn't argue with Qian Xiao'er any more, and before leaving, he asked him for spells to exorcise evil spirits.

He has no taels of silver on him right now, of course it is on credit, and he still owes taels of silver.

Qian Xiao'er took a few talisman papers from under the counter and put them on the table, the cigarette rod knocked on the table next to her: "I think my ghost inn will be defeated by you sooner or later."

He really thought it was free, so he just opened his mouth.It seems that it is necessary to wake up the five sons of the Black Emperor, at least there is Jindouzi.

Bai Changong smiled, and suddenly remembered something: "By the way, a friend of mine disappeared suddenly. I wonder if Boss Qian has any news about him?"

"Did I hear you right? So you also have friends?" Qian Xiao'er pretended to be surprised, and said eccentrically, "It's still Xiao Shishu, when did he become your friend?"

Putting away the talisman paper, Bai Changong said: "He is Uncle Fu's friend, and he is so kind to Uncle Fu, so he is my friend. Since you know that I am asking about him, then you should know his whereabouts?"

Qian Xiaoer took a puff of cigarette: "You really want to know?"

Bai Changong looked up at him: "Can't say?"

Qian Xiao'er shook her head: "It's not that I can't say it, it's because I'm afraid you will have a headache."

Bai Changong laughed: "My whole body hurts right now, and it's not too bad to hurt a little more."

After a moment of silence, Qian Xiaoer removed the cigarette holder, and said slowly: "The one who kidnapped him was an old friend you knew, ah, no, to be more precise, it should be an old enemy."

Bai Changong paused slightly, and after a while, he asked in a low voice without emotion: "Yin Nie?" He only had one old enemy, and it was this person who hated him so much that he would kill him quickly.

Qian Xiao'er didn't make a sound, as if she acquiesced.

"I understand." Bai Changong whispered, turned and left the ghost inn.

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When Baichan Palace left Lanshui Pavilion, He Sang had already woken up. He closed his eyes with his hands on his pillow, and listened quietly to the conversation between the two outside the pavilion with his extraordinary hearing power. A plan arose in his heart.

Not long after, the two outside the waterside pavilion left, and He Sang sat up from the soft couch, his deep eyes fell on the other side of the soft couch.

There, there is still the fragrance of Tianmu magnolia.

Fingertips rubbed the delicate silk surface of the soft couch a few times, with a bit of ambiguity and nostalgia, for a moment, He Sang took a deep breath, got up, straightened his clothes, and walked out of the waterside pavilion.

The appearance of He Sang will definitely attract the attention of a group of demons and goblins. After all, the matter that the Black Emperor's five sons came to "Yi Zhuang" to ask Boss Qian for a favor a few days ago, probably spread like wildfire and spread throughout the three worlds and six ways.

After tea and dinner, the idle ghosts were all guessing what happened after the Heidi five sons went to Lanshuixie with the guidance of Zishanren that night.Looking at the miserable appearance of the White Snake when he left, I don't know if the five sons of the Black Emperor participated in it at that time.

But if you think about it carefully, the five sons of the Black Emperor, who are well-known for their romance in the six realms, don't seem to have such strange hobbies. All the beauties who have ever had a relationship with him will be the most gentle and considerate lovers in the world, even if they can't stay forever. By his side, the short time between fingers is enough for them to savor their whole life.

From this point of view, every woman who leaves the fifth son of Ya is willing, because they know that when their most beautiful moments are picked, they have lost the brilliance of keeping this romantic.

Since we all once had the joy of sinking, why bother to tear our faces apart and be unhappy.

Everyone wants to have a monopoly on beautiful things, and everyone is eager to discard dirty things.

In the eyes of all the guessing people, He Sang acted as if no one was there, waving his folding fan, walked down the attic with a refreshed mind, and sat straight at the low table closest to Qian Xiaoer.

"Fifth Young Master has been tired all night, don't you plan to sleep a little longer?" Qian Xiao'er raised her long and narrow phoenix eyes to glance at He Sang with her cigarette holder in her mouth, then lowered her eyes and continued to look at the account book in her hand. Gotta crackle.

During the three days that Bai Changong was in the inn, except for the soul of picking incense and nails, adding up some odds and ends, it was really a lot of losses.

A day or two ago, he drove away the demons and ghosts who stayed here, but it caused him a lot of losses overnight. The more Qian Xiaoer reconciled the account, the more his heart throbbed. As a result, the smiling face began to be distorted and gloomy , so that all the demons and ghosts stay away.

"I saw a dark cloud hanging over Yizhuang, so I wanted to see who made Boss Qian unhappy. Looking at it now, I'm afraid this abacus is out of date." He Sang said with a half-smile.

Ah Da came forward to bring him some tea, and before leaving, he asked He Sang if he wanted some food, He Sang thought about it, he was exhausted from guarding the White Toad Palace for the past three days, so he asked Ah Da to prepare a bowl of non-greasy food Small porridge and side dishes with rice don't care about delicacies from mountains and seas, as long as they are in moderation.

Ah Da secretly rolled his eyes, this protoss son really thinks their ghost inn is a restaurant dining room.

Not long after, Ah Da intentionally brought a bowl of clear porridge and a plate of pickles. Unexpectedly, the five sons of the Hei Emperor, who were all dressed in noble spirits, didn't say anything. The child almost stared out.

Qian Xiao'er finished reconciling the accounts, pushed the abacus, took a few puffs of the cigarette stick with a bad complexion, and after a while, saw He Sang was holding a bowl of clear porridge with a plate of pickles, eating with relish, his expression was After a change, he grinned at He Sang and said, "Fifth Young Master, I don't know if the food in this restaurant suits your taste." Then, he gave Ambassador Ah a wink.

Ah Da immediately understood, turned around and took the top-quality brocade handkerchief and tea for rinsing mouth, put them neatly on the tray in his hand, and stood upright beside He Sang.

Fortunately, He Sang is a son of the god clan. His good self-cultivation and indescribable temperament make him do everything decently and pleasing to the eye, just like the table of rough tea and light food he is eating at the moment, which made him feel so bad. The feeling of delicious food.

He carefully swallowed a mouthful of porridge, nodded slowly, and answered Qian Xiaoer: "Not bad."

After eating about half a bowl, Ada was called to remove the food on the table, rinsed his mouth with the tea on the tray, and then took the brocade handkerchief prepared by Ada to wipe away the little water stains on his mouth before Looking up at Qian Xiao'er again, the fan waved leisurely.

"Since the fifth son does not dislike the poor food and poor hospitality in the small shop," Qian Xiao'er raised the abacus and shook it, put it down, and fiddled with five fingers, "then, in addition, the fifth son trespassed on my Lanshui Pavilion, and I stayed for three days for no reason, so I calculated everything in half and settled the bill with a total of fifty bags of golden beans." As he spoke, he smiled and nodded at He Sang, "Thank you."

Ah Da staggered, and the good tea that had just been brought almost spilled on He Sang.

He looked at Qian Xiao'er in horror, his heart twitched, the boss really wanted money and his life, and when he saw the opportunity, he opened his mouth like a lion, and even knocked the son of the Shenzu!

Unexpectedly, He Sang nodded very calmly, the smile on his face remained unchanged: "If you want me to pay the bill, it's fine. After all, Boss Qian is not a philanthropist. This Ya Wu has already experienced it, but," he paused , the voice sank, "I want to add a condition."

Qian Xiao'er narrowed his eyes slightly, but he retracted his gaze, propped his head lazily, leaned against the counter, and asked, "I don't know what conditions Fifth Young Master wants to impose."

He Sang raised the corners of his mouth, smiled, and said slowly, "I want to know the real details of the White Toad Palace."

Qian Xiaoer's hand holding on to the cigarette stick paused, he looked deeply at Hesang, silently put the cigarette holder into his mouth, and took a light breath: "Didn't the fifth son ask Xiao Shanshen to check it for you? Today, it suddenly came up again."

Qian Xiao'er, the owner of "Yi Zhuang", can't hide everything in the world, and he knows He Sang's every move in the mortal world.

He Sang shook his fan and replied, "Isn't there a saying in the mortal world that it's hard to paint the bones when painting a tiger? It's hard to paint the bones. Knowing the face but not the heart. Now I'm like a blind man who feels his bones. I can only feel his flesh and blood, but in his bones he is What, I don't know." As he said, he suddenly stopped his hand shaking the fan, "That night on the boat, I clearly smelled the fragrance of dragon fruit on him, but these few days, he There is only Tianmu magnolia fragrance on his body." He glanced lightly at Qian Xiaoer, "I have also carefully checked the bruises on his body, it is not those traces, every place is in the vital points of the body, and I can feel a faint feeling Yin Qi leaked out, as if something had been nailed into it. If I remember correctly, this should be a means of sealing the soul. And the only person in this world who can nail a soul with a flower button is of course Boss Qian."

Qian Xiao'er spit out a wisp of green mist, and smiled: "What the fifth son wants to say, you might as well just say it."

He Sang stopped beating around the bush, and said bluntly: "I don't understand why a person is so eager to get rid of the strange fragrance on his body when others notice it, and I don't understand why this person wants to nail his soul even if he doesn't care about his cultivation. Sealed in the body." He Sang moved his hands and continued to shake the folding fan, "I have been with him for the past three days. I have thought about it for a long time. I am afraid that he removed Long Kouxiang to cover up something and prevent me from discovering something. I told me that he seems to be carrying a lot of life debts. So, can I imagine that the person he wants to cover up is the reason for his harm, and because of my identity as the son of the gods, he is worried Undoubtedly, to expose that person?"

Qian Xiao'er didn't answer, and continued to breathe slowly.

"As for nailing the soul, I can't find any other suitable reason. After much deliberation, I think there is only one possibility." He Sang looked directly at Qian Xiaoer's beautiful and long phoenix eyes, "That is, that extremely beautiful body originally It doesn't belong to him."

He could hear the conversation with Qian Xiaoer when Bai Changong woke up. At that time, he was curious why Bai Changong's tone was so dismissive of his body. When talking about his beauty, Always with an attitude of staying out of it and indifference, as if the body is not his.

After contemplating for a long time, when he became clear bit by bit, he suddenly realized that he had been played by a cunning thing in a trance.

He wanted to taste the beauty in his mouth wholeheartedly. It turned out that it was very likely that it was fake from beginning to end.

Qian Xiao'er picked up the jade stick on the counter, lifted the pipe to pick out the shredded tobacco inside, on her drooping eyes, neat black eyelashes covered the shadows under her eyes.

"Since the five young masters have already guessed it, what conditions do we have to impose?" He asked He Sang.

He Sangshu closed his fans, stared at Qian Xiaoer for a moment, raised his lips and smiled: "I said just now, I want to know all his details."

Qian Xiaoer raised his eyes and saw that He Sang had a different look on his face. Although there was still a romantic and suave smile on his face, when he looked carefully, there was a bit of inexplicable coldness, as if a dark cloud was silently covering He Sang's body. .

He put away his smile, and said to He Sang unhurriedly: "A few days ago, when he was unconscious, Fifth Young Master took good care of him, even when he was found in Lanshuixie just now, because he confronted Qian every time, It almost made Qian think that the Fifth Young Master had really fallen in love and couldn't extricate himself." He paused, "Why does he seem to have changed now?"

He Sang put down his folding fan, and the small mutton jade plaque hanging from the tail of the fan swayed slightly. He picked up the teacup on the table, flipped the porcelain cover gracefully, and said in a Xu voice, "Everyone in this world thinks that I am Ya Wu. Unrestrained, I only love beauty for a moment, but few people know it. I put all my heart into every beauty. Of course you are right, no matter how beautiful a beauty is, no matter how beautiful it is, no matter how touching it is, no matter how tempting it is, I only use my heart instead of emotion, because there is no need for that.”

He took a sip of tea: "However, I hate one thing. I don't like things that I can't control, and I don't like things that can't be seen through. Also, things that are just superficial." Throwing it back on the table, water splashed everywhere, "What's more, even this person's appearance is fake." The splashed water dipped into the slightly deep wood grains on the wooden table in a weird shape.

The atmosphere seemed to be blown by a gloomy cold wind for a moment, making everyone in the inn faintly aware of something.

The five sons of Heidi are very unhappy at this moment.

After a long time, Qian Xiao'er suddenly laughed, he exhaled a burst of blue smoke, his long and narrow phoenix eyes appeared unfathomable in the smoke: "Okay, I can tell you, but the price is not low."

He Sang looked at him with raised eyebrows, beckoning him to speak.

Qian Xiao'er lazily tapped the table next to the account book with her cigarette stick, and her eyes fell on He Sang's folding fan on the table: "I want the mutton jade plaque at the end of your fan."

He Sang paused slightly, his face became more gloomy.

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He Sang looked at Qian Xiaoer gloomyly for a long time, finally, without saying a word, he took down the jade tablet and threw it into Qian Xiaoer's hand.

"Can we talk now?"

Qian Xiao'er smiled, rubbed the suet jade tablet several times, then nodded and said: "Of course."

……

When leaving "Yi Zhuang", it was already late at night, and along the way, He Sang recalled one thing Qian Xiao'er told him, and he walked into the gate of Jialan Temple without realizing it.

However, before he could continue to sink into the matter of the White Toad Palace, everything in front of him made him have to put the matter on his mind aside for the time being.

Muyu and Chu Ningsheng were standing beside the bluestone steps beside the monk's house, and for some reason, both of them had an indescribable fear and anxiety on their faces.

He Sang felt it was weird, so he stepped forward and asked the two of them, "It's the middle of the night, are you standing here as door gods?"

The two of them almost jumped up when they were startled by the sudden voice behind them, and it was Muyu who came back to his senses first: "Master, you are finally back, something serious happened..."

He Sang opened Muyu's paw with a fan: "I've said it several times, but I still can't get rid of my bad habits!" Glancing at Muyu, he turned to look at Chu Ningsheng who was standing timidly by the side, and was startled by Chu Ningsheng's appearance , "Why is your face so ugly?"

It's not to blame He Sang for fussing, but at this moment, Chu Ningsheng's face was as pale as a starved ghost, his eyes were protruding, and he rolled his eyes from time to time, his arms were folded, and he was still trembling.

"...En... Gonggong... I... I'm just a little cold..." Chu Ningsheng said intermittently, and sneezed several times after speaking.

He Sang glanced at Muyu, Muyu raised his hands and hurriedly said: "It's none of my business, the scholar himself was frozen like this!"

He Sang's eyes froze, obviously he didn't believe it very much, Muyu panicked now, ran to the scholar, pulled Chu Ningsheng and said, "If you don't believe me, master, you can ask the scholar, I didn't punish him, he did it himself!" Said He stared at the scholar a few times.

Chu Ningsheng nodded, and then said: "...it's true...it's nothing to do with Muyu..."

With a headache, He Sang looked away, waved his hands, and said to the two of them, "Tell me, what trouble did you cause again?" He never expected that Muyu and Chu Ningsheng could gain any advantage by being together.What's more, he and Bai Changong left the temple for three days, and the two of them might be even more lawless.

Muyu remembered the business, his expression changed slightly, he ran back to He Sang, and said loudly: "Something has happened, master, there are ghosts in Jialan Temple!"

He Sang resisted the urge to roll his eyes, and smiled gently: "This temple is haunted, you and I know it's not a day and a half, now that you're talking about this, you've got a lot of skill, can you make fun of me?" Nodding while talking , the smile on his face made Muyu's legs go limp and he almost knelt on the ground.

"No... no! Master... master, you will know when you look back at the main hall!" He stammered and explained.

He Sang glanced at him, and didn't bother to scare him anymore, but when he looked back, his eyes froze——

Just now he was thinking about the matter of the White Toad Palace, he hadn't paid much attention to it, and now he saw clearly that the entire Daxiong Palace collapsed at some point, and now there are only a pile of ruins and rubble everywhere.

Looking back, the scene of the Heavenly King Buddha Hall behind the main hall is even more horrible.Looking from a distance, the newly painted gold paint has completely peeled off, and the whole thing looks like it has been burnt, and it is scorched black. There is still a group of dark clouds that are hard to see with the naked eye, and countless skeleton-like shadows are panting and struggling inside.

Looking at the towering Daduo Pagoda in the deepest part of the temple, the deep Yin Qi rushed straight into the sky, which was a hundred times more fierce than before.

"What happened in the past few days when I was away." He Sang's face darkened, and he looked back at Muyu and Chu Ningsheng.

Muyu shuddered, dodging Hesang's eyes, and said falteringly: "This matter... starts from the day when the master left early in the morning..."

It turned out that due to the heavy rain a few days ago, a traveler who had been on his way overnight due to the wind and rain blocked his way and accidentally ran into the Jialan Temple, which had been neglected for many years.For decades, the ghost name of Jialan Temple is as well-known as the legend of the white dragon spitting beads in the West Lake of Wuzhou.

The traveler was sheltering from the rain in the Daxiong Palace, and suddenly saw that the whole hall was completely new, with golden light. At first, he was quite frightened, but then he bravely looked around, and saw the ancient temple that had been abandoned for decades, and suddenly it seemed to have changed back to the past. The appearance of the prosperous incense, everywhere is spotless, and the fragrance of the Brahma is lingering.I thought I had encountered something strange. After staying overnight, I woke up in the morning and found that what I saw last night was not an illusion. The ancient temple in front of me still looked a little eerie.So, he continued on his way, and when he arrived in Wuzhou City, he told the story to the people in Wuzhou City, which caused people to be amazed and have different opinions.

Some old people even thought it was Bodhi's manifestation, and began to bless Wuzhou again. The words were so mysterious that some bold women believed it was true, and came to Jialan Temple in groups to find out what happened.

Unexpectedly, after looking at it, it was exactly as the traveler said, and the Jialan Temple had undergone earth-shaking changes.

All of a sudden, in just one day, countless people suddenly poured into the temple. From day to night, there were crowds and noises, and they were shrouded in the green smoke of incense candles every moment.

He Sang frowned slightly, he didn't expect that just because the mountain spirit restored the Jialan Temple to its original state in order to please him, it would cause such a big commotion.

"Then why did the temple become like this?"

Seeing that He Sang's complexion was not good, Mu Yu said in fear, "I don't know what's going on... just as those people who burned incense and worshiped Buddha left at night, the Daxiong Palace suddenly collapsed, and the scholar and I were shocked. Then... the king of heaven The Buddhist temple changed in an instant, the Pagoda of Da Duo was more gloomy than before, and the whole Jialan Temple suddenly seemed to be shrouded in the ghost realm of Abi, and there was a deep resentment and ghost energy everywhere..."

After thinking for a while, He Sang looked at Chu Ningsheng who was about to pass away from the cold, and asked, "Then what's going on?"

Muyu glanced at the scholar, rolled his eyes, and said with a shake of his hands, "Let's talk about it himself."

Chu Ningsheng smiled awkwardly from He Sang, lowered his head and said in a low voice: "...Little...Xiaosheng's body...seems to be overheated...there are... two friends who are not of the mortal world in the temple... quite Be afraid of Xiaosheng...the fire on Xiaosheng's body...the sun fire...so, I want to try to extinguish it with cold water...no...it won't hurt them..."

He Sang raised his forehead: "Do you still want to extinguish the fire on your body? Are you courting death or wanting to be haunted by ghosts? So, the reason why you two stand outside the door and don't go in is because there are two ghosts inside?"

Chu Ningsheng trembled and chirped: "Yes... yes..."

Muyu answered: "So, now there are two ghosts living in the monk's house, one ugly ghost and one sexy ghost. The scholar dare not get too close to the two ghosts for fear of hurting them, so he came out."

He Sang squinted at Muyu: "What about you?" Chu Ningsheng, a nerdy student, didn't come into the house, he could understand, so why did he, a little mountain god, accompany Chu Ningsheng outside to blow the wind?I am afraid that the wind in early spring is not very enjoyable, right?

Muyu smiled awkwardly, and walked to He Sang: "...I'm waiting for the master..."

He Sang smiled, looked away and stopped talking, and walked towards the room where he was temporarily staying.

"Master, what are you doing?" Mu Yu hurriedly asked.

"rest."

Seeing He Sang's leaving figure, Mu Yu felt discouraged for a while, rubbed her black eye sockets, and called Chu Ningsheng: "Keep squatting here, I'm going to sleep."

Chu Ningsheng wanted to call Muyu to stop, but Muyu had already slammed the door, so he resigned himself to his fate and went to other rooms trembling.

That night, He Sang sat at the table, staring at the dim light of the oil lamp, and stayed up all night.

Qian Xiao'er told him that the White Chan Palace itself is not a white snake demon, but a genuine person. His master is Changsheng Zhenren, the head of the Xuanzong of Tianzhu in Shushan. quite deep.

The White Toad Palace will become what it is now, because it was murdered by others back then, and its body was destroyed, and because of its unexpired lifespan, it had to use the method of seizing the house, and put its soul in the body of other people.

The general Taoism, Bai Changong is not afraid, but the soul-suppressing mahogany, which belongs to the essence of five trees, is his natural nemesis.That day when the two met Taomu on the West Lake painting boat, the three souls and seven souls of the White Toad Palace were almost scattered by him, and it was precisely because of this reason.

After all, it is a body that has been seized. Originally, it only needed to shed the snake skin a few times to integrate the soul and the body well, but because the White Toad Palace had an appointment with the herring spirit in the pagoda of the Jialan Temple, it did not matter. I am willing to shed my skin, so now that I procrastinate again and again, my soul becomes more and more restless.

The night of the full moon in the near future is the best time for the White Toad Palace to shed its skin. Now he asks Qian Xiaoer to nail the soul for him, nailing the soul to the body for life. The future changes will be destroyed.

In addition, there is indeed dragon fruit fragrance on Bai Changong. That night, Qian Xiaoer buried magnolia into his bones and removed the dragon fruit fragrance. As He Sang expected, he was worried that He Sang would think of something because of the dragon fruit fragrance, and then followed the vine to find out , touching the truth that the White Toad Palace tried its best to conceal.

In fact, not all dragon women have the fragrance of dragon fruit, only the dragon girl who was born of the dragon ball and is called "fragrance Gu" will have the fragrance of dragon fruit on her body.And the so-called "fragrance Gu" is to cultivate fragrance with the body of a dragon girl, just like a virgin raises jade, which makes the dragon ball shine brilliantly, doubles its mana, and even protects the dragon family from generation to generation.

If Dragon Ball is the bone, then Long Kou Xiang is its flesh.

And the White Toad Palace will be tainted with the fragrance of dragon fruit incense, because he is like the "fragrance Gu" dragon girl, nourishing the fragrance with himself.

However, the person he wants to raise incense for is Qing Zhao, the son of Qinglong who slaughtered the Bailong clan back then.

However, Qian Xiao'er didn't tell him why the White Toad Palace could use his body to raise incense, and he didn't even mention where the so-called Qing Zhao was.

He Sang suddenly thought of the legend about the white dragon spitting out pearls in Wuzhou City.

If the White Toad Palace is to raise incense for Qingzhao, then there must be a dragon ball, so where is that dragon ball...

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No.30 Second round

Yin Nie carried his fly whisk in his hand, and flew towards Qingniu Cave Mansion on a fairy cloud.

The chaotic clouds are flying in front of me, the green mountains are soaring, the wild cranes are walking around, and the breeze engulfing the clouds and mist is poured into the loose Taoist robe, making a sound of hunting.

The four big characters "Qingniu Dongfu" could be faintly seen on the mountain in front of him. Yin Nie suddenly stopped Xianyun, turned around slowly, looked at the sea of ​​clouds with a pair of shining eyes, and said in a voice like a torrent: "Friend, it's already gone!" After following the poor way for several days, it is better to come out and speak."

A cloud of mist cleared away, and the white toad palace, holding a red brocade umbrella, walked out slowly amidst the tinkling of copper bells.

"I haven't seen you for many years, Daoist, you haven't changed at all," his voice was still cold, and his dark eyes looked at the middle-aged Taoist in front of him with deep eyes. not before."

Yin Nie chuckled, waved his whisk, and folded his hands idlely: "How should I call you now? Jiangyue, Mu Changgong? Or your current name, Baichangong?"

Baichan Palace smiled: "Yesterday is the past, and Bai will never go back to the former Muchang Palace or Jiang Yue. Naturally, Baichan Palace is the most suitable for me."

Yin Nie nodded, with a kind and generous smile on his ruddy face, and his tone was gentle: "That's fine, after you disappeared, not only changed your name, but also changed your appearance, Pindao just doesn't know what to call you. But , this look really suits you best."

He lowered his eyes with a smile on his face, and after a while, he changed the subject: "You came here with the poor man, I think it's not as simple as reminiscing with the poor man." He paused, raised his head and stared at the white man for a moment. Toad Palace said, "You want to find that human skin screen, and the champion Lang Xiao Shishu."

Holding the colorful umbrella and walking a few steps forward, Bai Changong said: "Since Xiao Shishu's disappearance is related to you, according to what Bai knew about the Taoist priest in the past, the two things I'm looking for must be with the Taoist priest."

Yin Nie nodded calmly: "I think back then, you and Pindao have been entangled for a long time, and there is no result until now. It seems that you and Pindao are indeed destined. Jiang Yue was blessed by misfortune, and she worshiped Master Changsheng as her teacher. , changed your name to Mu Changgong, Pindao wanted to let you go. It’s a pity that you are too ignorant of current affairs, not only rejected Pindao’s kindness, but also made Pindao want to kill you more and more.”

Bai Changong lowered his eyes, looked at the pretentious blue-clothed Taoist in front of him, and snorted softly: "Bai has only one master in this life, and he will never do anything to betray his master. Besides, you are really disgusting." He After a pause, he continued, "Since we met by fate, why don't you take Xiao Shishu and Ren Piping away? Do you have anything to do with the murders in Wuzhou City?"

Yin Nie nodded, and said bluntly: "This matter does have something to do with Pindao, but the murder case was not what Pindao wanted, but when Pindao appeared here, the human skin screen had already killed him." How many people. If there is any involvement, it is just borrowing corpses. Of course, it is out of necessity for the poor to do so."

He turned around, lifted the fairy cloud under his feet, and flew towards the cave mansion towering among the clouds: "Pindao wanted to reshape Gu Linniang's body, but her bones were buried in different places on purpose, and after so many years , can no longer be found. I used grave soil to reshape her body, but there was no internal organs, so the blood was blocked, even if her soul was put in, it was just a puppet."

Bai Changong put away the soul-calling umbrella and followed up, reminiscing about the word "borrowing a corpse" that Yin Nie said.

Yin Nie landed on the flat ground outside the cave, looked back at the White Chan Palace, and continued, "I'm not afraid to tell you, Pindao has now found a way to completely revive Gu Linniang, as long as the internal organs of those who were killed by her are inserted into her. body, she will definitely be able to revive her."

Bai Changong pondered: "So, you are the one who exhumed the graves and stole the corpses of those who died without venting Yuanyang? You... want to create Gu Linniang's internal organs, open up the blood vessels in her whole body, and turn her into a monster. Back to the world? Why are you doing this?"

Yin Nie nodded, and said with a smile: "It really is a delicate heart with seven orifices, and it can be penetrated with one touch." He turned around and walked into the dark cave, and said slowly in a steady voice like Hong Zhong, "Death is like a lamp going out. Instead of allowing him to bury his fleshy body that is full of vigor and lingering, to be eaten by insects and ants, it is better to make the best use of it and use it for poor people. As for why I want to do this, is it Qian Xiaoer? Didn't I tell you who Gu Linniang is?"

"What do you want to say?" Bai Changong looked at him warily.

The two walked into the cave one after the other, Yin Nie swept the dust on his arms, and suddenly a row of torches lit up on both sides of the cave, and the originally dark cave was suddenly brightly lit.

Yin Nie Shen said mysteriously: "You can ask Qian Xiao'er about this, and you will understand it naturally. Maybe you will be shocked." As he spoke, he laughed inexplicably.

Bai Changong was silent, remembering the last time he asked Qian Xiaoer about Gu Linniang, he always kept something hidden.

"Since you just want to take the viscera, why did you throw those people's corpses into the West Lake?" Bai Changong put away his thoughts and asked.

Yin Nie gave a low and weird laugh: "Pindao originally wanted to return the corpse, but the poor one doesn't like the smell of corpses, and he couldn't stand it halfway, so he wanted to cleanse himself with lake water. Of course , now that he has been cleansed, it is impossible to touch those things again, so naturally he had to come up with this bad plan and sink the body to the bottom of the West Lake."

Bai Changong snorted coldly: "Unexpectedly, after so many years, the Taoist priest is still so fussy and can't tolerate even the slightest unclean thing." He looked at Yin Nie's back, the Taoist robe was spotless, and his black hair The silk was also meticulously combed, but unfortunately, no matter how glamorous the appearance, it could not conceal the stench emanating from the soul inside him.

Yin Nie pursued Taoism practice all his life, and dreamed of becoming immortal. When he first met him back then, he had already encountered a bottleneck, and his cultivation was at a standstill.Unexpectedly, he was eager for success, hunger and thirst for cultivation to become an immortal, and was so persistent in becoming a demon that he has now gone all the way of crooked ways and became a real demon.

Bai Changong's thoughts drifted away, his deep eyes were stained with memories, and he was slightly distracted.

Speaking of that incident back then, Yin Nie was not the chief culprit, in fact, they reaped the consequences themselves, making the people involved in that incident suffer greatly, and Baichan Palace itself was one of them.

When he was in "Yizhuang", Qian Xiao'er, who was well versed in the affairs of the world, once said that if the Baichan Palace nailed the soul, there would be one person who would definitely not let him go. In fact, that person was referring to Yin Nie.

The grievances between him and Yin Nie will not disappear because of his anonymity, and what Yin Nie did so carefully in the past will never be gradually forgotten by the White Toad Palace because of time.

Regarding Yin Nie, no matter how many times he recalled it, he couldn't deal with it indifferently.

Maybe……

It was something that happened back then, and the impression it gave him was so deep...so much so that he eventually developed obsessions that he shouldn't have had...

A faint soreness rose from the bottom of his heart, and the pain made Bai Changong suddenly come back to his senses, as if eager to put aside the sadness that was about to burst, he raised his voice and said to Yin Nie: "You haven't answered me yet, why did you rob me?" Xiao Shishu, and Human Piping."

Yin Nie saw that Baichan Palace was silent for a long time, and vaguely sensed his emotions. He was silent for a while, and seemed to sigh: "You really still can't forget what happened back then..." before returning to him, "The original intention of the poor Taoist is to be on the human skin." On the screen, Xiao Shishu was just doing it casually, maybe the flesh and blood of living people is more useful?" He glanced at the White Toad Palace and said meaningfully.

Bai Changong looked at him for a long time, and suddenly laughed: "You are still so crazy."

Yin Nie turned his head, raised his whisk and pointed to the front: "It's almost there, the people you're looking for, Piping and Xiao Shishu, are inside."

White Toad Palace's eyes flickered for a moment,