My Taoist companion is a little fox

Zhou Ke saw enough to satisfy his curiosity, turned his head and wanted to talk to Qian Li, but saw him lowered his head and raised his hand to cover his eyes, his lips were flaring, and the water slipped from between his fingers, dripping down soundlessly.

Zhou Ke was stunned, something invisible exploded beside his ear.

Over there, King Zheng was walking on the street, when the winter wind blew, a few snowflakes whirled and hit him on the face, which really surprised Wang.He looked up and found that the umbrella was crooked, so he looked slightly sideways at the man in black behind him: "National teacher?"

After signing the contract, the ghost general will be his first guard. After he ascended the throne, he will always be guarded by the ghost general. This ghost has solid eyes and will never let him suffer any harm.According to his past behavior, he forgot to open an umbrella when he went out in heavy snow, and the national teacher could keep him from getting wet in the snow. This time, he didn't protect him like a calf, which made Zheng Wang very interesting.

"Your Majesty, please forgive me." The national teacher took half a step closer, put the umbrella firmly on top of his head, and built a hood around King Zheng to keep out all the wind and snow.

"what happened?"

"Nothing." The national teacher paused for a moment, doubts flashed in his bright eyes, "I just saw a young man, and I always felt—"

"What do you think?"

The national teacher replied sincerely in a low voice: "I think it's delicious."

King Zheng was stunned for a while, before returning to his senses: "Which one?"

The national teacher looked over, and King Zheng followed his line of sight. From under the eaves of the crowd, he saw a tall Taoist priest in dark blue. The man was raising his hand at a loss, as if he wanted to touch the man in white beside him, but he didn't dare to do it. Generally cautious.

King Zheng became more interested, he tilted his head and said: "You might as well invite that gentleman to go with you."

The national teacher nodded, and a short light flashed in his pupils, silently passing the order to his subordinates.

Surrounded by hustle and bustle, Zhou Ke was at a loss, and it was the first time that he felt so strongly that he was powerless.This fox demon was standing beside him, but there was not only a world and a world of mortals between him and him.He wanted to touch him, but he was afraid that he would not know how serious it was, so he opened the gap that belonged to the fox demon to sneak away.

However, Qian Li only lost control for a while, he quickly put down his hand, the tears that flowed under his palm evaporated and disappeared in an instant, and when he raised his eyes again, he seemed to be calm and gentle again.

Looking at Zhou Ke from the side, the little Taoist quickly retracted the hand that was frozen in the air, and told him to hold it tightly.

He whispered: "Zhou Ke, your hands are so hot."

The fox demon spoke in a soft voice, every word seemed to be calm, but Zhou Ke's body trembled subtly, inexplicably hearing the meaning of sadness from those words.He clasped ten fingers with him, pretending to be relaxed, and said: "That must be, Daoist can keep warm in winter and cool in summer, and must-haves for home and travel."

Dili smiled lightly.

Zhou Ke's throat was astringent: "Call me again?"

"Ok?"

"my name."

Qian Li was suddenly touched hard, raised his hand to grab the back of his neck and pressed down, wanting to kiss him in public... Then he was hindered by the sudden drop in temperature around him.

"This Mr. Taoist, and this son."

Zhou Ke was held back by Qian Li, and at a loss, the unison sounded in his head, echoing like scratching his skull, and his hairs stood on end in fright.He subconsciously hugged Qianli into his arms and looked around vigilantly: "Who is talking?!"

The crowd next to him returned puzzled looks, and then responded with sympathetic expressions of "Why is there something wrong with this pretty boy?"

"I'm sorry, Mr. Taoist, we are ghost soldiers. Everyone has a soul. We are talking to you with the voice of the soul, and others can't hear you." The chorus in Zhou Ke's head was a bit embarrassing, "We The boss wants to invite you, Mr. Taoist, to go to Fengchun Hall with our king, I wonder if you would like to?"

Zhou Ke only found out the situation now, and remembered that Fengchun Pavilion was the end point on the map given by the guards when he entered Zhengdu, and most of the ascetics who came to reveal the list stayed there.

His heart moved, he thought for a while and looked down at Qianli in his arms: "A group of ghosts invited us to Fengchun Hall, do you want to go?"

Qianli raised his eyes to look at him, the fox's eyes hooked people to death: "The king invites you, why don't you go?"

Zhou Ke swallowed, let go of his little hand, and nodded to the surroundings: "Okay."

The invisible ghost army laughed: "Then sir."

After walking a few steps, Zhou Ke remembered something, and asked Qian Li in the sea of ​​consciousness: "By the way, what did you want to do by pinching the back of my neck just now?"

Diving away: "..."

"Could it be that you want to kiss your Daoist?"

After asking, there was still silence. The little Taoist priest, who was joking and making a fuss, realized that he was hit on the wrong side, and quietly glanced sideways, and saw the red-eared fox.

"This is really terrible."

The little Taoist thought so, feeling numb.

They followed the route of King Zheng by the side of the street, and the ghost soldiers around them were probably choked with chatter, and they started to chat with Zhou Ke before they walked too far: "Hey, sir, are your ancestors also from the royal family?" ?”

Zhou Ke was puzzled when he heard this: "No, I'm just a commoner. Why do you ask that?"

The voice of another ghost army replied lively: "No, it depends on your extraordinary bearing!"

Zhou Ke's expression became a bit ghostly: "So you are just observing me?!"

"Ah this..."

The ghost soldiers replied and apologized in a hurry, which made Zhou Ke's mind explode.Next to him, Qianli silently raised his hand to hold Zhou Ke's ear, and the surroundings fell silent instantly.

All the ghosts were in an uproar, whispering "big demon" and "half immortal" and so on.

Zhou Ke's mind stopped, and he took advantage of the opportunity to grab Qianli's hand: "Oh, hey, it's clean."

Qianli's eyes were dark, he swept the surrounding air coldly, and frightened all the ghost army with his soul voice - "Shut up."

All the way to Fengchun Pavilion, the ghost soldiers were quiet all the way, and Zhou Ke wanted to inquire about some local customs but had no chance, so he had to give up.

He looked at King Zheng ahead, curious about the leader of the Ghost Army and why Wang wanted to invite him when he saw him on the side of the road.

Look handsome?

That vision is still good.

The little Taoist was full of inner drama, and when he arrived at the Fengchun Hall, the place was spacious and magnificent, he saw a plum tree in the courtyard, and suddenly thought of the Wanli Inn.The escaped inner drama dissipated and turned into heavy thoughts.

The ascetics who came from all directions settled in the Fengchun Pavilion, probably they had greeted them in advance. The ascetics knew that King Zheng was coming, and they were gathering in the lobby at this time.

Only then did the ghost army make a sound, guiding Zhou Ke to the team of ascetics.As soon as he found his position around the ambush, Zheng Wang went up to the low platform and bowed to everyone: "Thank you all for coming to reveal the list."

The national teacher in black behind him also bent down to thank him, and the arc of the bend was exactly the same.

King Zheng roughly stated his request for summoning the ascetics, and it was nothing more than asking someone to help him find his long-lost best friend of the snake demon.

"Once this winter is over, I haven't seen my best friend for 12 years." Zheng Wang lowered his eyes. Let me worry about his safety."

"I invite the masters of the world to come here, just to ask everyone to use their magical powers to help me find him."

Zhou Ke was listening below, with his ears attached to his ears: "My heart is sore to hear it."

Qianli squinted his eyes, not knowing who was in the stands, and only said: "It's hard to have both, he's a bit slow."

At this time, a monk stood up and bowed to King Zheng: "Yu will definitely do my best, but I dare to ask the king if there is any token from a close friend? If we search for it out of thin air, even if we have supernatural powers, it will be difficult for us to use it."

King Zheng nodded: "There are."

He took out a piece of ink string from his neck and untied it, and a small red scale was tied at the end.

King Zheng carefully displayed it in his palm, and the national teacher behind him waved his sleeves, and the image of the scales was magnified in mid-air for everyone to see, showing every detail.

"This is the snake scale of my best friend."

There was some hissing from the audience, and the monk stepped forward and said respectfully: "It's just that it won't help, can the king lend me a try?"

King Zheng hesitated for a while: "How do you plan to try, sir?"

"Inject it with spirit and see if you can find traces of the original owner's breath."

"Is there any damage?"

"Don't worry, Your Majesty."

Only then did King Zheng carefully hand over the scales, looking as precious as if that little toy was the only thing he needed for survival.

The monk took it, hung his fingertips above the scales, closed his eyes and muttered.Other people in the audience watched him operate with different expressions.

Zhou Ke tilted his head to observe carefully, couldn't help but opened his eyes, and saw that the spiritual power lines of the monk's fingertips were extremely thin, densely wrapped around the scale for tracking.Such a detailed tracking job is extremely difficult, and he can't do it himself. This colleague is really good.

At this time, his sight broke into a corner of the shadow, and the man in black stepped forward and pulled King Zheng away, because King Yin couldn't help but look closer.

Zhou Ke looked away in astonishment, and saw a group of distorted black shadow bound in a human-shaped body, only the center of his brow was a little scarlet.

Only then did he realize that the "person" in black was not a human at all, but a ghost!

General of all ghosts!

The black ghost general looked up and met Zhou Ke's gaze, not vicious at all, and even a little dazed.

Zhou Ke also stayed.

There are countless dark lines branded on the ghost general's soul, magnificent and cruel.

He always felt a little familiar.

"sorry."

With a sigh, both the man and the ghost were pulled back, and the monk returned the scales to King Zheng: "The scales are too small, and after so many years, although they have breath, they are really too weak."

The expectation on Zheng Wang's face became sad, but he still joined hands to thank the other party.

Just when he thought he was going to return in vain, two monks suddenly walked in outside the door, who happened to be acquainted with each other by Zhou Ke.

The short one is Chen Ding who just fell in love with him at the inn, the fox demon, and the tall one is Zhan Qiubai.

...But the handsome guy with the paralyzed face has an intriguing slap mark on his face.

Zhan Qiubai came in from the outside with a bright mark on his face, and his eyes were still calm despite the gossip of everyone.

With a wave of his hand, the Qiankun bag on his wrist flashed with light, and a brocade box appeared from the air and landed in his palm.This handsome guy took the brocade box and handed it to King Zheng, saying concisely: "Snake slough."

King Zheng obviously didn't think of anything from this minimalist message, but he still reached out to take it.The national teacher behind him stepped forward to take it over him, checked it before looking at Wang, and then he opened it by himself.

The red light flashed, King Zheng closed his eyes subconsciously, and when he opened them again, he saw the contents of the box clearly, and his pupils dilated.

Over there, Chen Ding added an explanation: "A disciple of my sect happened to get this red snake slough in the mountains. The head judge judged that the snake had been cultivated for 400 years, and the rest of the physical characteristics were similar to those written on the king list, so we were sent here Submit it and ask the king to check whether it is the same snake."

King Zheng took out the snake slough, trembling with his fingertips, he stopped when he reached a spot, and his eyes immediately turned red.

"Yes..." He answered hoarsely after a while, "It's him."

The national teacher looked down and saw a dark mark of a small dot on the snake's slough where Wang's fingertip stayed.Probably the scales in Wang's hands were picked off by the snake demon himself, leaving a scar.

The melon eaters were the first to get excited: "With this thing, I can track it!"

The monk went back and forth: "Your Majesty, may I try again?"

King Zheng's eyes lit up amazingly. He handed the snake slough to the monk and shouted hoarsely, "Find him!"

The monk continued to cast spells without further ado, watching Zhou Ke in the audience very nervous.On the other hand, Qianli looked calm and calm, as if he knew everything but was unwilling to say anything.

It took a long time for the monk to open his eyes after casting the spell, Zheng Wang said in a broken voice, "How?!"

The others also became nervous, not daring to breathe.And the monk who was under pressure was silent for a moment, and returned the snake slough to King Zheng.

He bent down and saluted, announcing the reality that the king feared most: "The breath has no source, and the owner of the snake slough is no longer in this world."

"Please...sorry."