General Zhiyi

"You can also say that." Chi Xun glanced at him, lifted the quilt, picked up the long black cloth hanging by the side, and wrapped himself up.

Tang Jingxu chuckled, sat up and straightened his clothes, bared his teeth and said: "If you are really cold, you should buy two clothes to wear, even if you have no money, with your little face sculpted in pink and jade, you will be begged on the street. There will still be some, what's the use of being wrapped in a rag? The buttocks are almost exposed."

Chi Xun glared at him viciously, tightened his cheeks, and said, "Can't you see that I'm about to disappear?"

"Oh, I can see it." Tang Jingxu propped his chin with one hand, "So, you want to take some breath from this priest? That would be very embarrassing, my spirit is weak."

"You really don't recognize who I am at all?" Chi Xun looked at him deeply, a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes, and complex strange emotions flowed in his eyes.

Tang Jingxu squinted his eyes and looked him up and down for a long time, then shook his head and said, "I really don't have a son as old as you."

"..." Chi Xun turned around and kicked the door hard, lifted his foot and took a step, really out of breath, rushed to Tang Jingxu with a few strides, grabbed his collar, and roared angrily, "You You deserve to be missed by men!"

Tang Jingxu raised his eyebrows in dissatisfaction after being yelled at by him, "These two are related?"

Chi Xun: "No! I just said it to scare you!"

Tang Jingxu: "..."

Chi Xun glared at him again angrily, turned around and walked out of the room, ran into Hua Qingchen and the others who had just come back from the outside and heard the noise to check the situation, and instantly changed back to a lonely expression, squinted at them, and pushed himself away. He opened the door of his room, walked in and slammed the door.

Hua Qingchen rolled his eyes at the tightly closed door, half leaned against the door frame, and asked, "What are you doing with a wild child who came out of nowhere?"

Tang Jingxu stretched his waist, his cheeks were flushed with the faint blush of just waking up, and his complexion looked much better, which made Hua Qingchen and Ying Li feel a little relieved. He glanced at the small hole on the wall, hooked Lips chuckled twice, and pointedly said: "Did you find anything?"

Hearing this, Hua Qingchen and Yingli looked at each other, then closed the door cautiously, walked up to Tang Jingxu, and said in a low voice: "Xiao San and I walked around the town once, and found that there are only a hundred people in the town , the men are all from outside, there are no children, and there are no old men."

Tang Jingxu pondered for a while, and said seriously: "It sounds a bit strange, but there is no lack of possibility of coincidence, I will ask someone to ask."

Hua Qingchen was puzzled: "Ask who?"

Ying Li: "Xu Tao."

Tang Jingxu nodded, raised his finger to point at his temple, and motioned: "Come, connect it for Master."

Since Yin Liansheng left, the important task of helping Tang Jingxu contact the priests naturally fell on Hua Qingchen. After all, that guy Yingli knew how to play dead besides eating. After more than two months, Hua Qingchen was used to it. Yes, he raised his finger to touch Tang Jingxu's temple, read a few words silently, and his fingertips emitted a faint blue light.

The next moment, Xu Tao's voice sounded in Tang Jingxu's mind: "General Tang?"

"Well, it's me." Tang Jingxu smiled and exchanged a few words with him before getting to the point, "I wonder if Mr. Xu has heard of Taohuaxi?"

"Peach Blossom Creek?" Xu Tao thought for a while, "I've heard of it a little bit."

Tang Jingxu: "Does Mr. Xu know Taoyao, the demon god of Taohuaxi?"

Xu Tao: "This...it's the first time I've heard of it, and I don't know what General Tang wants to know."

"Mr. Lao Lao, I want to know why Taohuaxi suddenly believed in Taoyao again 300 years ago. By the way, I would like to ask Mr. Taoyao to find out the psychic password of Master Taoyao."

Xu Tao glanced at the documents piled up on the table, glanced at Pan Lin who was staring at him from the corner of the corner of his eye, and gritted his teeth: "Give the general an answer within two hours."

Tang Jingxu: "Thank you."

"What did he want you to investigate?" Seeing that Xu Tao had cut off his spiritual consciousness, Pan Lin asked in a timely manner.

Xu Tao answered honestly: "Taohuaxi and the god Taoyao there."

"Taohuaxi...Taoyao..." Pan Lin pushed down Xu Tao who was about to get up, and said a few words to himself, his brows furrowed tightly, "I've read the records about Taohuaxi, tsk, I can't remember at the moment , you sit and do your work, I'll check."

Seeing Panlin walking out of the palace door in a hurry, Xu Tao was stunned for a moment, then thought of the amazing search ability of the boss of his own Wuxu Temple, and remembered what the seniors said when he was just promoted to the job, 300 years ago. After Xi and the two ascended at the same time, the first thing they did when they collided was to write down the records about the Four Realms in the Intelligence Pavilion in the last 100 years. What they wrote down at that time happened to be exactly what Tang Jingxu asked. That's right, in this way, it will definitely be handled by Pan Lin much faster than him.

As for Pan Linhui being so concerned about the notorious General Jianyan in the heavenly world, Xu Tao only thought that he was just like himself, wanting to dig material from Tang Jingxu, so he didn't pay much attention to it, and devoted himself to the documents again. gone.

This Tang Jingxu looked at the rising full moon outside the window, and decided to visit Jiangtaoshu.

Just after nightfall, Taohuaxi was unbelievably quiet. The night wind was blowing, and suddenly there was a rush of hurried and panicked footsteps in the distance. Tang Jingxu squinted his eyes and looked into the distance, vaguely seeing five or six people running towards them with panicked faces. It was Liu Yan who ran in the front.

When they approached, Tang Jingxu saw clearly that the people behind him were the young people who drank tea in the tea shop outside Taolin yesterday. Presumably, seeing them all entered the Taohuaxi, he was so itchy. Followed.

"Get out... get out... I can't get out." Seeing Tang Jingxu and others, Liu Yan gasped and said intermittently.

"Isn't this expected?" Tang Jingxu was not surprised. He looked at the young men, "What? If you don't listen to persuasion, it will be too late to regret it."

The faces of several young people were livid, and the young man in purple who thought he had involved his companions in the crisis stood up and clasped his fists and said, "We came this morning. We drank peach soup and enjoyed the sunset in the town. When we were looking for an inn to rest, we met Mr. Liu wanted to go to the inn with him, but when we walked to the back door of the inn, we caught a glimpse of the innkeeper lying straight on the straw mat through the crack of the door. ……that is……"

"A corpse that has been dead for a long time." Tang Jingxu followed his words.

"The strange thing is that after the woman poured a bucket of peach soup on the corpse, the flesh on his body came back little by little!" The young man in purple recalled the scene at that time, and got goose bumps all over his body, "Even so, He didn't move at all, he was still a corpse."

"So, you all thought of running away?"

Liu Yan sighed: "Obviously the innkeeper looked like a living person during the day, but he turned into a dead person at night... It is enough to imagine that the outsiders in the town are likely to be the same as him. The so-called Taohuaxi cannibalism rumors, That's the truth."

"But why did they do this?" Another young man asked anxiously, puzzled.

The young man in purple glanced at his companion, and said in a deep voice, "Sacrifice peaches."

The words fell to the end and fell into a deathly silence.

"Before death is imminent, just pretend you don't know anything. Every day is a day." With that said, Tang Jingxu turned and walked towards the inn.

Hua Qingchen and Yingli raised their heels, without any worry on their faces. Seeing this, everyone secretly guessed that these three people were not simple, and followed them tacitly, intending to hug their thighs to survive.

Tang Jingxu glanced at them and shook his head. It's not that he doesn't want to save them, but that people have three souls and seven souls. They all drank that bowl of peach soup this morning, and they have already lost the most important of the three souls, the fetal light , doomed not to survive, the two bowls tomorrow and the next day will take away their other two souls, and then they will only live in the illusion created by the peach soup, mistakenly thinking that they are still alive, and become an existence like the innkeeper .

As soon as he returned to the inn, Hua Qingchen came up to him: "Master, Xu Tao is sending voice."

Tang Jingxu raised his eyebrows, so fast?

After connecting to the spiritual consciousness, it was not Xu Tao's voice that came from the other end: "Taoyao died 800 years ago."

"Panlin?" Tang Jingxu was slightly surprised.

"Well, it's me." Pan Lin's voice sounded uncomfortably stiff.

Tang Jingxu didn't care, frowned and said, "Taoyao has fallen? Wasn't she still enshrined 800 years ago? Then who is Taohuaxi enshrined in these 300 years?"

"Breaking the rules of heaven, after all, it is just a little demon god in the world of desire, unable to bear the punishment of heaven. As for the one enshrined, it is a ghost that occupies the nest of magpies." Pan Lin paused, and then said, "Besides, The men in Taohuaxi died 800 years ago. Although it has been closed to the outside world for 500 years, there will always be people who enter by mistake every few years, barely maintaining the existence of Taohuaxi, but there has been no new life there for 300 years. .”

"According to what you mean, didn't they live for more than 300 years?" Tang Jingxu thought of something, and his face became stiff. "The man died 800 years ago? Why?"

Panlin heard the trembling in his words, was stunned for a moment, and replied in a low voice: "In order to save the royal family of Yin Kingdom, they were slaughtered together."

Together... massacre...

Tang Jingxu closed his eyes, Panlin's voice gradually disappeared in his ears, and the thorn in his heart for more than 800 years deepened a bit, and he suddenly remembered the bold words of Taohuaxi back then, and now it completely became Tang Jing A false joke, word by word was slammed on his face, causing burning pain.

There was blood in his throat, and he swallowed it forcefully, with a bleak smile, the bright red blood stained between his teeth made Hua Qingchen startled: "Master!"

Tang Jingxu opened his eyes and stared at the small hole in the wall, wondering what he was thinking, after a long silence, he asked in a deep voice: "Since the dove occupied the magpie's nest, the ghost probably died under the peach tree. So, who is it?"

Pan Lin thought for a while, and said, "Shen Guining."

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