Guiding Spirit [Part 1]

"You doubt me?."

Xiao Wenke looked into Jiang Mu's eyes and suddenly said this sentence, but he was dumbfounded as soon as he said it. How did he become a murderer when he was so good?

Do you want to? Understand, Xiao Wenke asked again: "Did Mengmeng tell you?"

Jiang Mu shook his head, "She didn't say anything."

"...I? No? Potentially murderous, I? No reason to kill her."

Jiang Mu didn't answer Xiao Wenke's last sentence, and he didn't seem to care at all. Such indifference made Xiao Wenke a little uncomfortable, and the atmosphere gradually cooled down.The weasel was lying on the ground with its head drooping, as if it was not asleep or awake, and it felt cold to see the drowsy, quiet people in the underground crowd.He lowered his head, didn't he know what he was thinking about, Jiang Muqi calmly waited for the moment when the seal would break, and under the light of the dim candlelight, an invisible barrier formed in the hearts of the two of them quietly. to.

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"Are you sure it's here?"

"I've asked you eight hundred times, and you don't feel tired. The air here is so thin, so stop talking, young man."

Is it cold in the silent underground place? Two extremely weak voices came from Ding Ding. Jiang Mu turned his head to look over. The person who spoke was actually a short distance away from them, but the sound spread due to some authentic reasons. Very wide, causing them to hear clearly.

Xiao Wenke whispered, "It seems to be Shen Long's voice."

Jiang Mu nodded to show that he understood, and the weasel beside him suddenly raised his head, "It has the breath of an old celestial master."

Its eyes seemed to be very eager, and its small paws hooked Jiang Mu's clothes and shivered a little, probably to relieve the atmosphere. Xiao Wenke squatted down at the entrance and asked, "Do you know him?"

The weasel ignored him, leaning on its two paws, Gu Chung moved to Jiangmu's side and said, "My lord, my lord, I? I swear that I have never done anything harmful."

Jiang Mu didn't speak, just looked at the other side of the tunnel without even giving it a look.

The weasel gritted his teeth and said, "Most, at most, he stole something..."

"Stole what?"

"Most of them are food. You know us? Life is not easy. The situation after the founding of the People's Republic of China is even worse. It's not like before. Those who scream and kill can't survive..." The weasel spirit like ghosts is used to avoiding the serious and taking the light. Seeing that the topic was about to be taken away by it, Jiang Mu reached out and tapped on its head twice as a warning, and the weasel froze in an instant, "I? I stole a piece from him. magic weapon."

"What about things?"

"It has been searched and taken away by the people behind the scenes?"

Jiang Mu looked down at it, and the weasel was lying on the ground in a daze, its gray fur looked a little pitiful, but it was not very old, it was just that ten years of torture had made it very old, plus... It is also embarrassing that the tendons and veins are cut off, and many years of Taoism are destroyed in one day.Any sound of wind and grass in the tunnel over there will be amplified. Hearing the footsteps of the two people approaching, the weasel was really scared. People, don't you treat demons and ghosts? You will be merciful. My lord, I have already been punished. Look at me. This body, please..."

"There's one thing you're honest about."

"Ok?"

"You are not contaminated with life."

After he finished this sentence, he didn't want to say any more, because the two "uninvited guests" had already arrived, and the weasel was smart enough to understand that Jiangmu had acquiesced to its request, so why not now? Take a breath?

Looking at the dim candlelight, Shen Long saw that the two people who were standing side by side in the open space were startled at first. Also, who was there? Suddenly, after so long, You will be shocked when you see this person, but when you calm down and see that this person is your best friend, you suddenly burst into laughter.

"The two of you are here? I? I've been looking for you for a long time." Shen Long didn't say anything? He ran over and laughed happily. After a long time of fighting alone, especially after going through that terrible dream It was heartening to meet my brothers again, "How is it? You didn't get hurt?"

He asked sincerely, but the expressions of the two people who were asked were not? Too natural? Jiang Mu was okay, he was always? Talkative Shen Long subconsciously ignored his reaction, Xiao Wenke was a little strange, because he Unexpectedly, he took two steps back consciously, which made Shen Long's hand that was reaching him fall through the air.

The atmosphere started to get weird again.

Following Shen Long came in? An old man wearing a blue jacket and carrying a backpack. The clothes were very old and dirty. Jiang Mu tilted his head and looked at him. Did you see the iconic mustache and mouse eyes? After looking around, he suddenly said, "Are you that old Taoist priest who came to 503 in Fuhua Community four years ago?"

Suddenly, the old monk Zhang Er who was being questioned couldn't figure it out. He looked at Shen Long and then at Xiao Wenke. He stroked his beard with doubts on his face, "Fuhua? Where? This year? Nian has traveled too many places, old man, don’t you remember.”

As he spoke, he couldn't help looking down at Jiang Muyi's hem. It was bulging and still moving, which really attracted people's attention.

"Hey, Jiang Mu, what's that under your clothes?" Shen Long noticed it and asked directly. Hey, such a big mouse, the eyes are not good? The good Shen Long suddenly took three or four steps back, the old man who was watching the excitement suddenly changed his face, and he didn't even say "monster".

Jiang Mu conveniently threw the weasel into Shen Long's arms, the fleshy touch scared Shen Long to jump three feet high, he didn't feel guilty, turned his head and wrote lightly to the old Taoist priest: "The seal is about to break."

About the seal, the old man naturally understands the priorities, and he came to the ground in a hurry because of it. He stared at the weasel, and in the end, he still couldn't care about the beast who stole his things. He dug out the things for re-sealing from the backpack and said to Shen Long and the others, "Back, you all retreat to the tunnel and don't get in the way."

No? After ten breaths of time, purple flames popped out from the cracks in the ground of the big array and quickly spread to the surroundings. The radiance was dazzling. Xiao Wenke and Shen Long hid in the tunnel and watched. The result of receiving modern education for so many years The back of the island was completely collapsed, and what happened in front of them? May [-]st? It's not ravaging their nerves. Shen Long couldn't care less about going up. Ge Ying held the weasel tightly with both hands and faced them. Xiao Wenke next to him asked: "Hey, what is this thing?"

Xiao Wenke stuttered too. They saw a large hand covered with scales sticking out from under the purple flame. It was undoubtedly a human hand, but it was too big and too strange.

"Are giants invading?"

The old Taoist is completely out of control. What are they thinking? The seal was broken unexpectedly. He was thrown to the side before he had time to put down his tools. It felt like his internal organs were about to be hit Out.

"Careless, careless..." He muttered and climbed up while leaning against the wall. Before he could pounce on the wall again, he heard? Hearing? a roar from the ground, accompanied by two voices on the other side of the tunnel. With a voice of "I? Fuck", the old man turned his head and saw that Jiang Muyi was fluttering and stepping on that giant hand? The faint green light of his right palm was covering the monster under the pressure? Gotta move.

Compared with the monster that has been sealed for thousands of years under his feet, what kind of monster is this young man who easily suppressed it?

The old man was thinking a lot, Jiang Mu turned his head and looked at him with indifferent eyes, "Seal it, old master."

The old celestial master shook his hand: ...