After being disliked by thousands of people, I was spoiled alone

Having a headache from being quarreled by the big man, knowingly pressing his brows and performing surgery to make him fall asleep, he turned his head and asked, "What do you think?"

Rong Wen thought for a moment, "I checked the female corpse just now, and it doesn't seem artificial." Wang Mingzhi lowered his head and frowned, and added: "But it's not the work of the teacher."

"Huh? Why?" He was surprised, and his brows stretched out.

Just now after listening to what the big man said, the first thing he thought of was the teacher's lawsuit, but Rong Wen said no, he couldn't help being a little confused for a moment.

Rong Wen released the restrictions around him, used a trick to hide their figures, and signaled Ming Zhi to follow him and return to the corpse.

The Snow God sacrificed such a big thing, everyone was afraid of the god's wrath, and everyone was terrified, and no one dared to approach the open space for a while.

The corpse maintained its original weird shape, making it hard to bear to look at.

Rong Wen waved his hand towards the corpse as if nothing had happened, and a few wisps of faint breath took shape and floated from the corpse.

He grabbed the breath and showed it to Mingzhi.

Just staring at his hand for a moment, knowing that he was stunned, he asked uncertainly, "Sui'er ghost?"

The Sui E ghost was born from a catastrophe, with ominous omens. The world was not peaceful when he was young 1000 years ago. This thing can be seen everywhere, which is very annoying.

For the Sui'e ghosts, killing people is not for some reason, they are just unconsciously killing people for pleasure.

He turned his eyes away in disgust, and was too lazy to take another look at this unsightly disgusting thing, but his heart was full of doubts. Since the martyrdom of the ancestor gods, the world has been peaceful, so where did the ghost of Sui come from?

"Not bad." Rong Wen nodded, already holding two round red beans in his hand.

As before, he threw red beans on the ground and turned into a bean fairy, but this time he didn't let Mingzhi help.

After Dou Xian finished eating the breath of Sui Evil Ghost, he jumped onto the shoulders of the two of them respectively, and a thin red thread appeared in front of him out of thin air, connected to Dou Xian's cuff.

Dou Xian was pulling forward along the thin thread like he was catching a fishing net with his hands, muttering words he knew he didn't understand, as if urging them to go faster.

Knowingly pinching its waving hand, he smiled and turned to Rong Wen curiously: "Why is it different this time from last time?"

"Last time the red beans were used up, and there were only two left, so I used a little more mana." Rong Wen put the delusion on his waist and said:

"It's not too late, let's go. My lord, be careful, and just in case, you must take Dou Xian with you, so that I can find you no matter where you are."

He nodded and called out forgiveness.

After hesitating for a moment, he grabbed Rong Wen's hand again. Most of the wound on his palm had healed, leaving a shallow scar.Knowing that his fingertips caressed the scar carefully, leaving a little breath in his palm as a mark.

After finishing all this, he let go and asked, "Let's go, be careful in everything."

After touching a stick of incense, the red thread guiding the way in Douxian's hand began to become thinner and thinner, and finally disappeared in front of a mansion.

The surroundings are so dark that you can't see your fingers, the shadows of the trees are jagged, and the grass in front of the house is half the height of a person.

Rong Wen snapped his fingers, and several clusters of fox fire lit up beside him with a "wow".

He looked around carefully, his eyes flashed sharply, he took off a silver ring from his right ear, paused for a moment, caught Mingzhi,

"My lord, please take this."

Then he pointed the silver ring to Mingzhi without any explanation.

Knowing that before he could react, he saw something on his finger.Carrying Rong Wen's body temperature, it was warm, and it was just right on his fingers, not too big or too small.

He withdrew his hand, and under the blue-green light of the fox fire, he saw Rong Wen's eyes turned back to light gold, without any excuse, he smiled and said "hmm", and rubbed the silver ring with his thumb vaguely.

The size and shape of the mansion is totally different from that of Wuzhou. It stands tall in the cold wind, mostly covered by weeds, and a pair of copper wind chimes hang in front of the door. The strange thing is that the wind chimes don't ring in the wind, as if they don't belong here.

The door was wide open, and the night wind whimpered past, the inside was pitch black, and the blackness was flowing, like a huge mouth of an abyss that cannibalize people without spitting out bones.

Rong Wen slightly bent his fingers forward, and waved a cluster of fox fire towards the black.

The foxfires were arranged in several clusters to illuminate the house a little brighter, but except for the area around the foxfires, it was still pitch black.

After a brief glance, he knew that he was walking in with his legs, but before he could step out, Rong Wen pulled him back.

He didn't know what this meant, and asked puzzledly, "What's wrong?"

"My lord, don't worry." Rong Wen took a step in front of him, staring at the dark place, frowning.

The delusional thoughts on the waist felt the master's emotions, rustling, as if they were about to break free from the scabbard and rush straight into the darkness.

Shun Rong asked where his eyes were pointing to look, for a moment, he was startled.

There was indeed something in the darkness, that thing was blood red, like a shapeless shadow, without facial features, a pair of empty black eyes embedded in its head, and a pool of blood dripping from its sharp claws.

At this moment, it was opening its mouth wide, and staring at Foxfire obsessively with a pair of empty black eyes.

The smell of blood in the air made him almost nauseous, and he frowned, his eyes filled with disgust.

When this beast appeared under his nose, he was completely unaware.

The Sui'e ghost also didn't notice them.

He subconsciously pressed the hilt of the forgiveness sword.

Although the Sui'e ghost is ignorant of human nature and low in intelligence, it is the least popular spirit and evil spirit, but there is only one thing that makes people not careless, that is, it is extremely fast and good at escaping. When fighting with it, the victory or defeat is often only in an instant. If it escapes, it is like finding a needle in a haystack if you want to find it again.

Fortunately, he has never lost. When he was young, it was like playing with this thing, but he always felt that something was wrong, so he held his breath and observed carefully again, and finally found something wrong.

In front of him, the Sui'e ghost was staring at the fox fire, the blue and green light was reflected on its blood-red face without facial features, but it stood there motionless, as if it was dreaming a sweet dream

Squinting to look at the pair of copper wind chimes standing still in the wind at the entrance of the mansion, even though he didn't care about the details, he could react at this moment, and he was relieved at the same time.

He loosened his grip on forgiveness, and his tone softened a bit, "As far as I know, the Sui'e ghost is most afraid of people seeing its face, so it is very sensitive to light... This mansion is not simple."

When he was young, he fought against the Sui'er ghost for a little youthful spirit, often chasing a Sui'er ghost for a few miles, and only after suffering a lot of boredom did he realize something useful.

Unexpectedly, this thing will still come in handy after 1000 years.

"It's an illusion." Rong Wen covered the delusion with his hand, stopping its slight sound.

"Teacher lawsuit?"

Rong Wen pondered for a moment, "The current situation is highly likely."

Knowingly mentioning pardon again, he said with a smile, "Wouldn't that be just right."

He was worrying about not being able to find his teacher, so he bumped into its lair by mistake this time, and it was easy.

"My lord, wait a moment, I'm afraid there are other people here besides us." Rong Wen said softly, and at some point in his hand he took out the painting that was difficult before.

He tore the painting into strips and handed it to Douxian sitting on his shoulder.Dou Xian took it, stuffed the painting into his mouth, and chewed repeatedly.

Looking at this scene, he was suddenly a little surprised, and asked uncertainly, "Where is the difficulty?"

It stands to reason that he should have brought Amaoer back to the Heavenly Court long ago, so how could he appear in the maze of teachers and lawsuits.

Dou Xian finished eating the painting, closed his eyes for a moment, and the thin red line appeared in the air again, extending into the illusion.The difference is that this thin line is much thinner than that one, and you can't find it without squinting.

"It's more than a challenge." Rong Wen glanced at the red line on Dou Xian's cuff, and said, "The master is greedy and probably won't give up on Amaoer."

He knew it well, but he guessed it, but he didn't expect that Shi Jian would dare to fight the heavenly priest for a child.

After thinking for a moment, he pulled out the pardon without hesitation, and said: "This monster is quite courageous, I really want to see what tricks it can play."

Rong Wen frowned at the illusion, looking a little uneasy, but he didn't stop Mingzhi anymore, just nodded and told Mingzhi to take the silver ring, and then he pulled out his delusional thoughts neatly, and looked at the copper wind chime at the door. Draw out a sword lightly.

The silver sword energy pierced through the air, hitting the copper wind chime directly, and the copper wind chime shattered into pieces.

The eyes of the formation were broken, and the surrounding scenery suddenly changed, and it was already a dilapidated palace gate.

Seeing this, he waved his hand in the direction of the Sui E ghost knowingly.With a flash of cold light, forgiveness of sins flew out like lightning, and stabbed at Sui E ghost. He used all his supernatural power in this sword, Sui E ghost couldn't escape, and his body was nailed to the sword.

It twisted its body in an attempt to escape, but it didn't help, and it disappeared in a short while.As it dissipated, there seemed to be something falling on the ground in the darkness, and there was a short sound.

Recalling Forgiveness, he looked forward to see what was glowing on the ground under the foxfire.

Doubtful in my heart, I slowly picked it up in my hand. As soon as I touched it, my heart was filled with fear, and my face suddenly turned pale. With a shake of my hand, the thing fell to the ground again, making a muffled sound.

He is very familiar with this thing, the life bell of the royal family of the Jokhang Kingdom!

When the Jokhang royal family was born, they would cast a pair of bells with their heart and soul, one kept in the Forbidden Palace and the other carried with them. The bell could protect the owner from a disaster when necessary. It is both a symbol of the royal family's status and a talisman.

The life bell sounded dull, and the owner was probably no longer alive.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but smiled wryly. 1000 years have passed, the old man has passed away, and the old country has become the soil. Apart from him who is still struggling to survive, there are no other people, let alone the royal family that was slaughtered.

But why did Mingling appear here?And why is it on Sui E ghost?Thinking of this, he felt a pair of invisible hands in the darkness, grabbing his heart for an instant, so close that he couldn't breathe.

Seeing that he hadn't moved for a long time, Rong Wen stepped forward and picked up the life bell suspiciously.

When he saw it clearly, he was startled and gripped the fate bell tightly. The simple patterns carved on the bell left whitish marks on his hands.

He looked worriedly at the dazed Mingzhi, "My lord?"

The past flooded into my heart like a flood, knowingly forced a smile, but it was uglier than crying, "I'm fine, please put this thing away first."

For some reason, there was a hint of pleading in the voice, but he didn't realize it.

Rong Wen silently put away the life bell, his lips parted, hesitant to speak, his fingers turned white, he wanted to say something, but he didn't seem to know how to speak.

After a while, knowing that he had calmed down, his expression became seemingly calm, but his expression was still miserable.

He looked at Rong Wen with his head down, as if he was thinking about something, and thought he was wondering about the fate bell, so he explained: "This is the fate bell of the Jokhang royal family thousands of years ago."

Wei Wei paused, then continued, "It is also a thing from my homeland..."

These two unclear words fell into Rong Wen's ears and immediately stirred up waves.

For Mingzhi, this is tantamount to exposing his own scars.

At this time, Rong Wen took a step to Mingzhi's front and faced him face to face, "My lord."

He was racking his brains on how to explain to Rong Wen, but he couldn't help being startled, he immediately raised his head, and replied, "Huh?"

Under the glow of the fox fire, Rong Wen's pair of light golden eyes are like the stars of the best night, and at this moment these two stars are looking at him intently, twinkling for him.

He suddenly remembered that Rong Wen seemed to show his light golden eyes only when they were alone.

Rong Wen lowered his head and leaned close to him, looked directly at him, and said softly: "My lord, you don't need to say any more, I know everything about you, and I know everything about your lord."