Scholar has special ghost skills

A pair of white short boots stepped on the dead leaves, and the surrounding stumps had long since died. The holes in the tree trunks were like ghosts with big black mouths, and densely packed crows stood on the branches with their teeth and claws open, watching with their bright black eyes. The Taoist priest who broke in.

Yan Junyi held the compass, and after entering here, the pointer on it kept swinging left and right. When he saw the wooden house in the distance, a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

In an instant, he had come to the door of the wooden house and pushed open the door violently.

"Yan Junyi!" Nie Zifei stood up in shock. He didn't expect the other party to find him. Just as he was about to turn around and escape through the window, the other party stabbed him with a sword!

He quickly dodged, and countless white cloths sprang out from his sleeves, hoping to entangle Yan Junyi.

But no matter how much it was, it was cut to pieces by the opponent, like snowflakes falling down.Dazzled, Yan Junyi's eyes flickered, he grabbed a piece of white cloth, pulled Nie Zifei with a little force, and lifted the long sword by the neck.

Nie Zifei didn't want to lose his soul here, and shouted, "Daoist Yan, please let me go, I never hurt anyone."

At this moment, his black hair is disheveled, his expression is sad and beautiful, a look that I still feel pity for.Yan Junyi was unmoved, "No? How can you, who has been dead for 20 years, still remain in this world?"

Nie Zifei was stunned, and quickly said, "I have no choice! I just ask Daoist Yan to spare my life!"

"Speaking more is no different!" Yan Junyi no longer listened to his words, and was going to beat him out of his wits!

Nie Zifei took advantage of the moment he raised his sword, and swung his arms to block it.I saw Yan Junyi's quicker reversal, pushing out a palm and hitting him on the chest!

"Ah!" Nie Zifei was knocked to the ground, enduring the pain and wanted to get up and run away. Yan Junyi had already jumped in front of him, and the long sword pierced the wooden board under him.

Nie Zifei's heart skipped a beat, and he raised his head and stared at him, "Master Dao, if you just accept me like this, and Yun Qing knows, he won't forgive you!"

"..." Yan Junyi's expression changed slightly, and he scolded, "Do you think I will let you go if you say that?"

"If that's the case, I have nothing to say." Nie Zifei closed his eyes resignedly, and shed tears of despair.

Prince...Zi Fei is afraid that he will never be able to meet you again in this life...

"Hmph!" The sword was in his hand, but Yan Junyi couldn't lift it like a thousand pieces of gold.

After a while, he put away his long sword with a gloomy expression, took out a demon-locking rope to bind Nie Zifei, and grabbed his back collar, "Let's go!"

Nie Zifei was overjoyed, and quickly said, "Thank you, Daoist Priest, for not killing him."

"I won't kill you, not because of He Yunqing!" Yan Junyi's eyes twitched, and he said something deliberately.

At this time, He Yunqing, who was hiding in the grass, saw this scene, grabbed the grass in front of him, and looked nervous, "...what to do, Zifei was caught by Daoist Yan, I have to find a way to save him !"

But right now, even if he went out and asked Yan Junyi to let Zifei go, Yan Junyi probably wouldn't let him go.

"I'd better follow up first, and then find a way to rescue Zifei! Good! Let's do it like this!"

After finishing speaking, he decided to follow behind secretly, and went back to the temple, watching Yan Junyi and the others walk in.

"It seems that I have to find a way to lure Yan Junyi away!" He Yunqing turned his head, and suddenly his eyes lit up.

He ran to the distance quickly, until he almost lost sight of Qingyun Temple, he exhaled, opened his throat and shouted, "Help! Help! Monsters are eating people!"

After yelling a few times, he quickly hid in the haystack beside him, and sure enough, within a while, he saw Yan Junyi rushing towards him.

"He Yunqing?!"

"He Yunqing?!" Yan Junyi turned around on the spot.

He Yunqing listened to him calling his name loudly, and felt a little anxious, and felt a little unbearable for a while.

"No, no, no, I can't be soft-hearted. I'll apologize to him after Zi Fei is rescued."

He hurriedly patted his face to warn himself, then quietly returned to Qingyun Temple and rushed into Yan Junyi's room.

"Yun Qing?" The trapped Nie Zifei was a little surprised when he saw his appearance.

"Zifei, are you alright!" He Yun ran over lightly to untie the rope on him.

Nie Zifei was still surprised, "Didn't you..."

"Hey hey, did I yell realistically just now?" He Yun wiped off the sweat on his forehead and explained, "I did it to distract Daoist Yan away, I know I told you to let you go, he must not be willing, so I just let you go." Figure it out."

Nie Zifei, who was not restrained, was weak and about to collapse. He Yunqing hurriedly protected him, but was frozen by the cold on his body, and hurriedly helped him to sit on the stool by the table, and asked with concern, "Zifei ! Why are you so cold? Are you okay? Is the injury last time not healed? Is that man someone you know?"

Nie Zifei stared at him, shook his head, his eyes flickered, "You let me go, how should you explain to Daoist Yan?"

He Yunqing was taken aback for a moment, Yan Junyi's anxious expression was vivid just now, and he said with some distaste, "It should be fine, I know he is a cold-faced and kind-hearted person, as long as I speak soft words to him, he will not Will get angry with me."

But saying that, he knew in his heart that as long as Yan Junyi and Nie Zifei stayed on this mass grave, they would always meet and beat them to death. How many times could he stop them?

And both of them are already extremely important people to him, he doesn't want them to always be like this...

He hesitated for a moment, and asked, "Zifei, I heard from Miss Hu that you wanted to leave here, but why didn't you leave? Then you don't have to be afraid of Yan Junyi anymore."

"I can't... leave." Nie Zifei's face seemed to be a little pale, and he said quietly, "Unless..."

"Unless what? Could it be..." He Yunqing suddenly realized, closed his mouth in time, and swallowed the words back.

Is it really as Hu Linger said...it has something to do with this book...but what should I do?

"Pa-ta!" However, there was a strong wind blowing outside, and the sound of blowing the window made He Yun lightly startled. Thinking that Yan Junyi might sense something was wrong and come back, he didn't think about helping Nie Zifei again, and hurriedly said, "... ...Zifei, I think Yan Junyi will be back soon, so you leave now, we will talk about it later."

"Ah."

It's just that the two of them just stepped out of the room when they met Yan Junyi who was returning.

"He Yunqing!" Yan Junyi immediately understood when he saw them.

He Yunqing was so guilty that he didn't have time to think about it, so he threw himself on him and hugged him tightly, shouting, "Zifei, hurry up, I'll stop him for you!"

"Let me go!" Yan Junyi's eyes were red, and at this moment, he was furious.

"Daoist Yan, I lied to you just now and made you worry. I can explain it, but you let Zifei go now!" He Yunqing didn't dare to let go, and hugged him even tighter.

"He Yunqing!" Yan Junyi gritted his teeth.

"...Yun Qing, you have to be careful." Nie Zifei knew that Yan Junyi would not hurt He Yunqing, so he quickly turned around and jumped away.

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