After I died, the cold beauty fell from the altar

"what?"

The red ghost thought that he was not blind or stupid, he still knew what the person in the painting looked like, how could it be the person in front of him?

Could it be that this person suffers from a disease where he can't distinguish his face?

It looked at the painting in his hand with a complicated expression, its eye sockets filled with astonishment, and its mouth opened wide, expressing disbelief—the person in the painting suddenly changed its face, it was originally a handsome young man, but at this moment it became a stunning picture The bright and indifferent face, with eyes full of Feng Jiyue, seems to have painted a delicate and bright statue of a god on it.

This……

The astonishment on the red ghost's face flickered for a moment, then all of them subsided, and he suddenly realized: "It turned out to be a little blind, I didn't recognize it, I hope the Taoist priest will forgive me."

It was worrying about how to lure him to the ghost nest, since he sent him to the door, why not make the mistake?

"The word love is difficult to decipher, and practitioners of Taoism can't escape "love". In this case, I would like to ask the Taoist priest and the young one to go through it. "

"Where to go?"

Xu Qingyi's eyes were cold, staring at the remnant spirit lingering on it.

"Naturally, go to a place where I can spend my whole life with that young master."

It smiled mysteriously, raised its paws to the door, and made a "please" gesture.

Without thinking too much, Xu Qingyi made Hanshuang back away, pushed the door open with a flick of his sleeves, and walked out with his boots.

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Ever since the evil spirit snatched the bride, there had been no marriages in the city for a long time, and some directly talked about the marriage and their expressions changed, so most of them closed their doors early at night, and few people dared to come out for a stroll.

It happened that some people didn't believe in this evil, so they blew the suona and the flower drum in the middle of the night.

Chang Shu poked out her small and exquisite head from the side of the street, peeped at the wedding party that was about to turn around, and checked the surrounding situation by the way.

As the sound of gongs and drums approached, a man in a purple-brown robe suddenly appeared in the field of vision, walking in a hurry, striding towards the wedding procession.

"Zhao Yuya!"

She ran out quickly, grabbed the man and pulled him into the dark, "Don't make any fools!"

"It's you, fellow daoist!"

Seeing that it was her, Zhao Yuya had two smiles on his face, and after a while, he was puzzled again: "Recently, fellow Taoists have heard about the various incidents in the city. In order to prevent the red ghost from doing evil, we should quickly stop the wedding party The bottom is."

I know he has good intentions, but he can't do bad things with good intentions.

Changshu dragged him to squat behind the clay figurine stall, and when she saw the wedding procession approaching, she pointed to the leader, who was wearing a wedding robe, and said, "You have to take a good look before we talk."

Zhao Yuya looked out, his pupils froze: the young master riding a horse held the reins with his jade fingers, wore a golden crown with emerald double dragons holding beads on his head, a crimson red six-happiness gold thread phoenix and peony embroidered robe, and a pixiu belt hook. Pearl concentric knot brocade bag, wearing blue satin and silver boots, shaped like a jade tree, has a dignified appearance, a hearty smile, and a horseshoe disease that is quite proud of the spring breeze. It means seeing all the flowers in Chang'an in one day.

This doesn't look like a marriage, more like a night tour of the city with a royal horse to enjoy the scenery.

The team behind him seemed out of tune with him, looking at the thugs, their eyes kept looking around, and they were frightened, as if they were afraid that an evil spirit would suddenly jump out.

"I think it's someone who is on the cusp of the storm and acts recklessly. I didn't expect it to be the Taoist Lord who hides his true energy..."

Zhao Yuya lowered his head in embarrassment, guessing the deep meaning of this, "In order to get rid of the evil spirits and stabilize the people's hearts, the Taoist can actually come up with a way to attract ghosts. I really admire it."

But after thinking about it for a while, he still said bluntly: "Although this method can attract the red ghost, but the red ghost's extremely fine escape method, if it finds the slightest sign of trouble, it may disappear in an instant."

"So we won't catch it this time."

"Is it necessary?"

"Well, playing hard to get."

After Changshu said this aggressively, she quickly covered her mouth with her hand, looked around, and then said softly, "There is Fifth Master Uncle here, this time we will definitely destroy him in one fell swoop."

During the conversation, the mist gushed out without knowing when, covering the streets and alleys like a white gauze, and also wrapped around the Chuicuidada team in front of them.

Su Wan reined in the reins with one hand, with a calm and graceful expression, like hanging beads piled up in a hall full of gold and jade. Its nobility cannot be concealed, shining alone in the hazy smoke.

The ghostly laughter sounded in the fog, which made people's hair stand on end. The people in the team ignored the young master in front, and scrambled here and there, scurrying around with their heads in their arms. After a while, only the empty sedan chair was left lying in front of the road.

The ghost with a red body and a ferocious face appeared, and his figure kept flashing forward in the fog, and finally came to the side of the black horse.

The side face of the man on horseback is slack, looking down at the red ghost, the other half of his face is shrouded in grayness, there is a clear wave in his monotonous eyes, and the shadow cast by the crow's black eyelash feathers at the end of the eyes adds to it. A bit cloudy.

"The brilliance is lightning, shining brightly. The flames flow for thousands of miles, and ghosts can't escape!"

The Taoist chanted a mantra, flew forward with a whisk, summoned a galloping lightning to break through the thick fog, and slashed towards the horse!

Is this Taoist dog slaying ghosts or him?

The lightning "cracked" and fell from the top of his head, Su Wan's face was gloomy, and his knuckles were "clicking". If the damned red ghost was not there, he would have pulled out his Chixuan sword and nailed it to the forehead of the desperate Taoist priest!

The red ghost won't sit still, grab the saddle with its paws, secretly pull out the rune of upside-down universe, mutter something in its mouth, causing the ground to shake slightly, and then it goes straight into the ground with a man and a horse, without a trace.

The lightning hit the ground dully, leaving scorched marks all over the ground.

"Almost broke him!"

Changshu hid aside, not daring to breathe, for fear that if the Taoist disturbed her, the red ghost would jump out of their trap.

There was only a single bridal sedan chair left on the street, and Zhao Yuya was still worried: "Since the red ghost took the Taoist Lord away, how should we know where it went?"

This question seemed to stump Changshu all of a sudden, she took out the sound transmission bell in a panic, and froze in place: "It's over, I forgot to give the transmission sound bell to Fifth Master..."

Zhao Yuya stared at the silver bell in her hand, a little dumbfounded.

"it's okay no problem,"

She grasped the bell tightly to comfort herself, her brain started to move flexibly, and when she had an idea, she immediately rushed to Zuichun Tower with Yujian, "I'm going to find Master, Master must have a way!"

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The Zuichun Building on West Street is not as lively as usual, and the people chatting at the tables are all the residents of the building.

The girl rushed through the hall, walked to the rest room, turned around a few long corridors, and entered the Changying courtyard.

In front of the door of the Xuanzi Pavilion on the north side of the courtyard, several teenagers in blue Taoist robes happened to come out. Seeing her, they hurriedly asked, "Junior Sister, where have you been?"

Changshu had something to do, so she hurried to the house: "Go out for a while, where is Master?"

"Master is not inside," her senior brother stopped her, and took out the short breath, "only this is left in the pavilion, what Master means is, let me rush back to the Taoist gate first."

"What?" Changshu glanced at the short note in his hand, and the words "quickly returning to Taoism" on it were indeed master's, "What about the second baby brother?"

She thought of that boy.

"Whatever he does!"

Her Sixth Senior Brother had a displeased look on her face, "I'll just listen to Master and go back soon."

Changshu looked towards Tianzi Pavilion, the door was wide open, and there was no one in it.

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"I asked why the bridegroom officer riding a horse looked so familiar yesterday. It turned out to be Daoist Zhexuan."

Xue Mastiff picked up a piece of red bean radish cake and stuffed it to the one-horned fire ox sitting on the wooden table.

It was still a small ball, hugged the pastry tightly with its forelegs, looked at Lu Yao in a daze, and handed the radish cake to him with all his might: "Come on, Ayao!"

"I'm not hungry, you can eat by yourself." Lu Yao shook his head and looked at Xue Mastiff again, "Brother Xue Mastiff, Master said that the red ghost might come to me, but I waited for a long time, but I didn't see it. It, will it really come?"

"How long has it been?" Seeing the one-horned fire ox eating happily, Xue Mastiff pushed the plate containing red bean and radish cake in front of it, "I know a little about this, but in those few Before the young master was taken away, their sweethearts disappeared without a trace, your situation is indeed different from theirs..."

"Then I'll go find Master right away!"

He suddenly stood up from the table and was about to go out.

"What are you in a hurry for?" Xue Mastiff pulled him back quickly, "You don't even think about who the Daoist Zhexuan is. With his cultivation, he might have wiped out the red ghost and its lair."

Lu Yao looked out the window, and a bird passed by his eyes, he said softly: "You are right, my heart is too noisy."

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It is clearly daytime, but the sky is dark and gloomy, and the mist is entwined on the crowded gray mountain limestone. Even the vegetation has a withered and dilapidated color, and grows listlessly. The rolling mountain shadows are reflected in the water, and occasionally appear A touch of bright red, like a drop of red paint sprinkled in an ink painting.

Su Wan took off the big red happiest flower on his chest and threw it aside, he was still clear about where he was. The so-called "cloudy sky and misty valley, ghostly atmosphere" must be Wuzhou, which is famous for "ghosts".

The talisman used by the red ghost is really powerful, it can directly travel between the two worlds of Dizhou and Wuzhou, no wonder it runs so fast every time, it can be seen that the person who draws the talisman has some skills.

Although the ghost world is not big, since it can accommodate tens of thousands of ghosts, it is definitely not a small place.

He just entered the ghost world, and he hasn't reached this guy's lair yet!

Su Wan glanced at the red ghost standing still, and saw that its head was shaking uncontrollably. He half-closed his eyes, and found that it stretched out its paw and pointed forward, and then "bang" Turned into a thin red mist.

It turned out to be just a clone.

The fog quickly melted between the sky and the earth, Su Wan looked in the direction it pointed, and there was nothing but two high mountains surrounded by thick fog.

He turned his head and looked at the red satin Xihua that was thrown on the ground. The original bright red was covered by gray mist long ago, and at some point, it also turned into a dilapidated and old color.

The dark horse from the martial world probably belongs to the same fate as it.

Slowly, a patter of rain began to fall in the sky, and the rain and mist disturbed people's sight together. Su Wan untied the seal that kept his true energy away, and lightly brushed his palm with his fingertips. A ball of fire was ignited in the thick mist. The ground thumped forward, and at the same time as the fog was dispersed, the road ahead was finally seen more clearly—all kinds of stones riddled with holes, some of which seemed to be crawling on the ground, lifting broken limbs They screamed in agony, some had half-skeleton heads and staggered forward, some had their chests hollowed out, revealing their valgus ribs, with hideous faces...

The direction they choose is to run outside. Even if the skin is torn, the limbs are broken, and the arms are broken, they still have to escape from this hellish place.

The screams seemed to be still echoing in his ears, his face was like stagnant water, so calm that there were no ripples, and he walked into the strange rock without a trace of hesitation.

There are ghosts all around, and the further you go in, the more miserable stone statues are.

He didn't intend to "appreciate" these stone statues, he only thought that the red ghost was too unprofessional, and wondered if the mortals it captured before were also thrown into the ghost world like him, and then wandered around?This must be scared to death?

Judging from its previous habit of arresting people, he sent Lu Yao's portrait there. If nothing else happened, Lu Yao should be in the ghost world by now.

Su Wan glanced at the hook in his right palm, and when he raised his head slowly, he saw a very familiar figure in his eyes.

"Ayao?"

He was slightly puzzled.

The figure turned around in the strange rock, showing a face with a young smile, he looked at him with admiration and joy, and the arc of the corner of his mouth kept expanding: "Master."

As if she heard him calling him, Su Wan's eyes were slightly bent, showing warmth and delicacy, and she walked forward with her hands behind her back.

Seeing him approaching, the young man smiled even deeper, and quickly approached him.

When his body was about to stop, the young man in scarlet robe raised his knife and fell, and the flaming Chixuan sword split the young man in half in one stroke. After his white cheeks were lifted up, his smile suddenly changed. His eyes were like cold stars, and he said gloomyly: "What are you, how dare you impersonate Ah Yao!"

The split boy screamed and turned into a puff of soot, scattered in layers of rain and fog.

He just thought of Lu Yao, this ghostly place can directly transform people into an attempt to trick him, it seems that this is the trick they always use to kill people.

The sword in his hand turned into flying sparks and disappeared. He was full of coldness, and he continued to walk forward. Suddenly, another figure rushed out in front of him. He took a closer look. It was a little Taoist priest in a lake-green silk robe. Familiar.

The strings in Su Wan's mind were plucked, and the memory flashed back, and this guy's name was ready to come out: Chen... Luan?

His eyes were full of unpredictable meaning, staring at the panic-stricken young man in green robe, he seemed to have been stimulated by something, he was in a state of madness, his eyes were red, his feet were deep and shallow, like a headless fly Rampage.

Since he didn't think about Chen Wang just now, and this guy's state is not an illusion at first glance, Su Wan moved over, grabbed his collar, and pointed his fingers on his seal to help him clear his head and clear his eyesight. , enlightened and shocked.

After being grabbed by someone, Chen Wang first struggled desperately and screamed like a frightened rabbit. He didn't calm down until the governor meridian was tapped, his body flinched, and he turned his head to look at the person who came , first in shock, then in joy, but in the end it turned into a cowardly retreat: "Dao, Dao Lord..."

Such Chen Wang was not the same as the arrogant young man in his memory. Su Wan let go of his collar and looked him up and down—the cuffs of his shirt and the legs of his trousers were badly damaged. There were mud and blood stains on his face, and his hands were also stained with blood. For a moment, he couldn't tell whether it was his own injury or someone else's injury.

The Taoist crown is loosely worn on the top of his head, and two locks of hair hang down on his forehead, coupled with a distraught look, messy and miserable.

"Why are you in the ghost world?"

Su Wan asked the question seriously.

Chen Wang stared blankly at him, then immediately lowered his head: "Disciple... came out to find Taoist Lord..."

"Looking for me? Why are you looking for me so well?"

"Because Daoist Lord suddenly left the Taoist sect, there were rumors in the sect. The disciples were really angry, and they didn't want to believe that Daoist Lord was the one who abandoned the Daoist sect, so they wanted...to find Daoist Lord back."

He said these words slowly, but his head was lowered even lower.

"You came out by yourself?"

Su Wan glanced at his bloody hands.

Chen Wang bit his black lips and clenched his fingers tightly.

"Yes Yes."

He could see through his panic at a glance, and forced him to lift his chin so that he could look into his dark eyes: "In my whole life, I hate others to lie to me."

Those staring eyes were scorching, burning into his heart at once, scorching his heart, bead-sized beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and the blood all over his body rushed to the top of his head, the pain weighed heavily on him. Out of breath: "No, no, Brother Ning came out with me."

Brother Ning?

Su Wan reacted quickly at this time, and immediately thought of Ning Xuansheng, staring at the blood on his hand, he had a bad premonition: "What about others?"

"He He……"

Chen Wang's lips kept trembling, and his body also trembled. His face was full of pain, and tears mixed with blood dripped from his cheeks, dripping into the rainwater on the ground.

"Useless things!"

He pushed him away, and the flames rushed out of his body. The blazing fire illuminated half of the sky, forcing the fog to shrink, the rain stopped suddenly, and the red fire swallowed into the deep and dark place. Burned, only to hear the screams coming and going from inside.

The darkness surrounded by the stone statues was about to turn bright, and seeing the sun through the clouds, he entered that layer of darkness like a shadow chasing the wind, kicked the stone wall blocking the upper layer, and saw a not too deep hole.

The flames drilled down, turning the inside into daylight, the dazzling blood dripped all over the ground, and the sweet smell filled the nostrils. There were sword marks all over the cave wall, and a bloody sword fell in the middle. Beside the sword, Lying there was a dying man.

He was soaked in blood, his whole body was almost soaked in blood, and all the blood in this hole flowed from his broken right arm.

This is his... sword hand.

Perhaps because he saw him, he opened his closed eyes as much as possible, and wriggled his lips with difficulty: "Disciple... Ning Xuansheng, I have met Master Changzhao."

At that moment, he thought back to the time when he first met him, the young man was not yet fully formed, his body was emaciated, he voluntarily took all the blame, knocked his head on the ground heavily, and said in a slightly trembling voice, "Disciple Ning Xuansheng has seen the Palace Master."

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感谢在2022-05-2419:23:38-2022-05-2521:15:01期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦——

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: the sheep will say Bey 1;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: sheep can say Bey1 bottle;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!