Scholar has special ghost skills

"Daoist! Daoist!"

He Yun ran back to Qingyun Temple, yelling, but pushed open the door of Yan Junyi's room, but saw no one.

"Ouch!" As soon as he turned around and was about to go out to find someone, he bumped into a strong chest.

He Yun gently touched the bridge of his sore nose, saw Yan Junyi standing at the door, hurried up to grab his hand and walked out, "Great, let's go!"

"You..." Yan Junyi looked down at the two people's fingers clasped together, looked up hesitantly, and asked, "Are... all right?"

"Daoist Yan, you must help me with this matter!" After stepping out of Qingyun Temple, He Yun rushed towards the forest.

"What's the matter?" Yan Junyi had a faint bad feeling.

He Yun walked quickly and said, "I already know that Zifei was persecuted by the ghost king. If I knew it was you, I would definitely be able to save him!"

"What?" Yan Junyi stopped and frowned, "Who told you?"

"Hu Ling'er!" He Yun couldn't pull him lightly, so he had to stop too.On the way back, he had thought a lot, but finally understood his mind.

If everything Hu Linger said is true, regardless of whether Zifei is a man or a ghost, he treats Zifei as a confidant and good friend, then he must save him, but knowing that his ability is limited, the first thing that comes to mind is Yan Junyi!

And Yan Junyi frowned even tighter, "How can you believe the words of a demon?"

"No, I believe Zi is wrong." He Yunqing no longer wavered, and said seriously, "Look, Taoist priest, isn't it a proof that I am alive now?"

Yan Junyi shook off his hand, and instantly turned cold, "He's a ghost, I won't save him!"

"Daoist!" He Yunqing was in a hurry, went around to stop him, and tried to persuade, "But Zifei has never harmed anyone, can't you save him? You are so powerful, you can definitely defeat the ghost king... "

"Don't talk about it." Yan Junyi interrupted him, his face became a little colder, "Human beings and ghosts have different paths, I advise you not to indulge in any more, and to have any involvement with him, or you will only hurt yourself !"

"Okay, since you are so ruthless, I have misjudged you, I will save you myself!" He Yunqing was annoyed at his cold blood.

I thought that Yan Junyi would definitely come to my rescue when I begged, but I didn't want the other party to refuse so firmly, so I stopped stopping him and turned around to go into the woods.

Yan Junyi quickly grabbed his arm and said sharply, "You don't want to die?"

"That's right." He Yunqing said firmly, "I know Zifei. Last time I didn't believe that he wouldn't hurt me. I hurt him once. This time, no matter what, I will rescue him!"

Yan Junyi didn't understand, "You already believe that he is a ghost, why did you go to save him?"

"Because Zifei's death was too miserable, not to mention that he never really harmed me. He always wanted to leave here, but he was trapped by the ghost king... If you don't want to help, don't stop me, because this is mine. Decide!" He Yun said lightly, then turned around and pulled the other party's hand away from him.

Yan Junyi was silent, looking at his back and ran towards the forest resolutely.

After a long time, I lowered my head to look at the palm held by the other party just now.

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In the red pavilion in the bamboo forest, a pair of beautiful and slender hands are plucking at the strings of the qin, but the sound of the qin is messy and out of tune.

But he played faster and faster, and when he heard the sound of "Zheng", the string stopped and the sound stopped.Nie Zifei was startled, his arms drooped feebly, and he slowly closed his eyes, with a deep sadness showing between his brows.

At this moment, the evening wind blew his white clothes flying, and the silvery moonlight fell down, as if he was going to disappear.

"Zifei! Zifei!"

He Yunqing's voice seemed to be vaguely heard, Nie Zifei's heart trembled, his lips twitched, "Yunqing, why are you..."

I saw He Yunqing continued to shout, "I already know about you, and you have difficulties, can you come out, let me help you."

Nie Zifei waved his sleeves and saw He Yunqing shouting in the woods outside the barrier, looking for him.

"Since you know, how can you help me as a scholar?" Nie Zifei stood up, staggered weakly, threw himself on the pillar, and looked at him with a painful expression.

Then, he kept looking at He Yunqing's figure, but didn't know how he felt in his heart, waiting for the other party to give up and leave.

"Zifei, where are you? Can you come out? I haven't apologized to you..." He Yunqing searched for midnight, leaning against a tree exhausted.

He only guessed that Zifei might be in the bamboo forest where he met, but he couldn't find it no matter how hard he searched.

"Yunqing... you go back quickly..." Nie Zifei murmured, but saw a thick black python crawling out from behind the tree, it wrapped around He Yunqing's back along the branches, sticking out its scarlet tongue.

"..." Nie Zifei panicked, and couldn't care too much at the moment. With a wave of his sleeve, the barrier was released and he flew over quickly.

"Zifei!" He Yunqing just looked up to see him, showing joy.

"Come in!" Nie Zifei took advantage of the moment when the python rushed over, grabbed his arm and dragged him in.

"... Huh?" When the scene in front of him changed, He Yunqing was very surprised, but he immediately understood, and shouted happily, "Zifei, you are finally willing to see me!"

Nie Zifei let go of him, his eyes trembling slightly, "You already know that I am...why did you come looking for me?"

"I'm sorry, Zifei!" He Yunqing immediately apologized, "I should have believed that you would not harm me! Hu Ling'er has told me about you, so I am here to save you now!"

Although he didn't know that Hu Ling'er would tell him about himself, but hearing He Yunqing's words, Nie Zifei held back the joy and sorrow in his heart.

Turning his back to him, he said softly, "Yun Qing, you'd better go, you can't save me, the ghost king has boundless mana, you are not something a mere mortal can fight against."

He Yunqing ran up to him, "I won't leave, even if I fight the ghost king desperately, I will help you!"

Seeing his resolute expression, Nie Zifei was both moved and sad, and said quietly, "For 20 years, I was willing to be bullied by the ghost king just to see the prince again, but now I have given up, you should leave quickly."

"Zifei, how can you give up?!" He Yunqing grabbed his shoulder excitedly, "Didn't you always want to leave here? Maybe the prince has been waiting for you now!"

Nie Zifei burst into tears, "But... I can't hurt you."

"Zifei, since the day I met you, I have treated you as a lifelong confidant and good friend." He Yunqing was also extremely uncomfortable, and choked, "If you want me to leave right now and do nothing, what are you calling me?" How can I feel at ease when I am alive?"

"..." Nie Zifei didn't start, he didn't know how to answer him, how could he not be attracted by his honesty.

He Yunqing suddenly decided, "Okay, since that's the case, I'll help you find the prince! Then we will find a way to save you together."

After all, I will go.

"Yun Qing, don't go!" Nie Zifei hastily pulled him.

He Yunqing turned his head, stared at him deeply, and said firmly, "Zifei, you believe in me, I will definitely let you meet the prince again! I also believe that the prince will also want to save you!"

Nie Zifei shook his body, tears rolled down his face, and finally said, "Okay."

"Zifei, wait for me!"