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After everyone discussed it, Shichen went back to his small broken house to pack some things, and carried a bunch of things outside the door.

"Uncle Rong, I almost forgot." Shi Chen ran in and scratched his head, "Should we rent a carriage, oh no, it's going to rain soon, so we need to find a boat..."

With the fruit pit in his mouth, Erqi was reluctant to vomit, and said vaguely, "Can we go on a rainy day?"

Shi Chen said: "Why can't you hurry on a rainy day? Besides, you can't go, isn't Ji Fenghuan coming here at dawn?"

Erqi snorted: "Have you ever had a rainy day?"

Shi Chen has never seen a real rainy day. Qinghe is located at the border. When the rainy day reaches Yungui City, it is directly isolated by the continuous mountains. Even if it rains to Qinghe, it is only one tenth of the normal rainy day. one.

Shi Chen compared his waist: "Wouldn't the water come here, wouldn't it be enough to step on it?"

Erqi didn't bother to talk to him, so he spit out the fruit pit which didn't have much sweetness: "Bah."

Shi Chen frowned: "Are you spitting on me?"

Erqi didn't change his face: "No."

Shi Chen wanted to ask again, but Er Qi had already turned around and slipped away.

Shi Chen had no choice but to look at Rong Buyu: "Uncle Rong, the carriage?"

Rong Buyu brought Shi Chen's baggage in and said, "No need, we have a carriage."

"where?"

Rong Buyu turned his head and called out: "You Xiang."

You Xiang was muttering to himself by the window, when he heard the voice, he turned his head and frowned, "What's wrong with my name?"

As soon as he said his name, Shichen began to cover his mouth and laugh again.

Rong Buyu said: "Don't think about it, I think it's not bad—hurry up, it will be dawn soon."

Only then did You Xiang say "Oh", and after standing upright, his figure turned into a pile of loose sand on the spot, and the black mist spread out like a spider web on the spot.

Shi Chen was startled, and quickly ran back to Rong Buyu.

The black mist flew to all parts of the house and slowly merged with the walls.

The original dilapidated house suddenly twisted and shrunk in the void, only to see a flash of black mist, replaced by a carriage appearing on the spot.

The carriage looked extremely small, it could accommodate four or five people at its limit, and there were layers of dust on it, as if it had been forgotten for many years, tattered and unremarkable.

Shi Chen's jaw was about to drop to the ground.

You Xiang burrowed back into the soil and turned into a human form. With a flick of his fingers, two horses shrouded in black mist appeared in front of the carriage, like skeletons, their eyes glowed white, and their hooves were still stepping back and forth on the ground.

You Xiang turned around and smiled: "I just said it, I am Qi Ling."

Shi Chen picked up his chin from the ground, followed Rong Buyu into the carriage with a wandering look on his face.

After getting into the carriage, Shi Chen realized that the house only looked smaller from the outside, but after pulling up the curtain and entering, it was still a room full of sundries just now.

Shi Chen opened his eyes wide and said in shock, "This..."

The bumpkin had never seen anything in the world at all. He opened the curtain and jumped in and out. The spiritual weapon was a carriage for a while and a house for a while. The feeling was so magical that Shichen forgot all his fears in a short while, and he had a great time playing. It's fun.

Er Qi rummaged through the food in the small kitchen, not knowing what happened, and was pulled out by the excited Shi Chen.

The half cold sweet potato that Er Qi managed to find almost fell to the ground, he gritted his teeth and said angrily, "What are you doing?!"

Shi Chen pulled him out and said, "I'll show you something fun!"

Erqi said in a huff, "Are you still a child? What are you playing..."

Shi Chen pulled him out the door, and the dilapidated carriage appeared on the spot.

Erqi: "...Hey, it's quite fun!"

Shichen: "Is that so?"

The two teenagers began to jump up and down, very happy.

Rong Buyu leaned against the window and watched the thunder flash that was getting closer and closer to the sky, wondering what he was thinking.

You Xiang said: "After passing Yungui City, where are you going?"

Rong Buyu thought for a while, and said, "I'll help Er Qi find his brother first, then I'll talk about the rest... I don't know yet."

"Then why do you suddenly want to leave Qinghe?"

Rong Buyu held up a plum seal made of flames, and said softly, "Er Qi has this on him."

This plum seal has the same effect as the sword intent. Once it is touched by spiritual power, it will definitely leave a mark that will last for a long time.

You Xiang frowned: "You doubt that he is still alive? But at that time, his golden core was smashed by you, how could he still be alive?"

Rong Buyu pressed his heart lightly, and said, "That's why I'm going to find him."

His slender fingers pressed against the window lattice, unconsciously exerting force, and his knuckles turned blue and white.

Thunder bursts, and a lot of drizzle has been falling, like a white fog.

Rong Buyu called out to the young man who was still jumping outside: "Come in, we have to go."

Shi Chen and Er Qi hurriedly jumped up and agreed, "Hey."

The two entered the carriage, and Yu Xiang waved his hand, the door closed, and the threshold turned into a spacious wooden platform, with fence-like wooden railings covering the edge.

Rong Buyu said: "Don't go through the city gate, walk along the edge of the sea to Dongshan, go out of the Qinghe River for five miles, and then enter the wasteland."

You Xiang responded, and the horse made of black mist neighed suddenly, pulling the tattered carriage and galloping away.

Shi Chen originally thought that the house would be as stable as usual, but he didn't expect that as soon as the carriage moved, the scattered things on the roof fell to the ground.

Shichen and Erqi hurriedly hugged the wooden pillars beside them, and said in horror, "Why are you so upside down?"

You Xiang said: "Nonsense, don't you ride in a carriage without bumping? This is considered good - be careful!"

Shi Chen hurriedly dodged, dodging an empty wine jar that fell from the beam.

Only then did You Xiang finish what he hadn't said: "... just get used to it, or wait until the rain turns into a river at sunset, and the boat won't rock like this."

Shichen and Erqi grabbed their limbs together, not daring to move at all.

Rong Buyu was like an old monk in meditation, Bafeng leaned motionlessly on the soft couch with his wine, with such a movement, the wine in his wine jar didn't even spill a single drop.

Rong Buyu tilted his head to look at the scenery passing by outside, and said softly: "It's dawn."

At the moment when it was almost dawn, the sky seemed to be torn apart, and the blue water fell from the sky like a towering tower.

The rainwater was like beams of blue light piercing the sky, densely covering the entire Qinghe area in an instant.

The sound of the rain falling on the ground is like a waterfall hitting a boulder, resounding in the ears.

All the people in Qinghe City gathered under the city wall that looked like a tunnel—when the rainy day came, even if countless layers of barriers were laid, it would not last long under the impact of such rain. The only safe place was the long road on the city wall. under.

Everyone watched in despair as the fire that had been burning all night not far away was extinguished little by little by the rain, and the rain spread like a stream spreading little by little.

I don't know how long I waited, but the living corpses who were blocked by the flames all night have already moved towards the city wall along with their spiritual power. Although many living corpses were hit by the water jets on the ground, they have long been aware of the pain, as long as they still have a sliver of consciousness. Still struggling to climb to the place with spiritual power.

Everyone trembled unconsciously when they heard the approaching roar of the living corpse.

Suddenly, someone couldn't bear the silence, and asked with a trembling voice, "Ji Fenghuan...will you come?"

This sentence is like a stone falling on the surface of a calm lake, instantly stirring up thousands of waves.

"It is rumored that he has a surly personality, and he doesn't listen to anyone except He Chen. In his eyes, the lives of little people like us are no different from ants, right?"

"But Mr. Rong said... as long as you light the cloud letter lamp, he will come..."

"You are the only ones who will believe that idiot's words?! Who is he, haven't you seen clearly over the years?"

"But last night he..."

"Everyone shut up, the living corpse seems to be coming!"

The crowd was arguing endlessly and was interrupted by roars. They all turned their heads and saw a woman in a red dress holding a big knife and looking at them mockingly.

This person was the same woman who hunted living corpses outside the city a few days ago.

She said with a half-smile: "It's just a group of living corpses. It's really embarrassing to see you all in a mess."

Someone couldn't see it, and retorted: "Aren't you afraid of death?"

The woman said indifferently: "Since the day of the last day nine years ago, who can guarantee that his life will always be safe? I have lived for so long, is this the only hope?"

When she said these words, some people were silent, while some were still resentful.

She ignored it, stopped talking nonsense, and exchanged a glance with her friend. The two of them held the spirit weapon in their hands, and strode outside the city wall.

The rain fell from the sky and was avoided by the magic weapons on their bodies, but some rain still fell on their bodies, and they became drowned in an instant.

The woman was very heroic, looked at her companion, smiled and said: "Are you afraid of death?"

The man who had been silent all this time nodded slightly: "I'm afraid."

The woman laughed freely: "If you are afraid, be afraid. If you die, I will collect your body."

"Turn into dust for me?"

The woman laughed again, her eyes curved: "It's not like turning into a pile of spirit stones and being exchanged for things by me, just survive."

The two looked at each other and smiled, and with a flash, they rushed towards the group of living corpses not far away.

Soon, the indistinct roar was mixed with some screams, and everyone still nestled under the city wall looked at each other in blank dismay.

"We..." A man tremblingly said with fear on his face, "Are we just waiting for Ji Fenghuan to come?"

There was another silence in the crowd.

Not long after, people came out from under the city wall one after another, some panicked, but their hands holding the spiritual weapon were extremely steady.

Nobody wants to sit back and pin their hopes on a stranger.

The rain is getting heavier and heavier, and there are more and more living corpses outside the city. Once one has melted, another group will come. No matter how high the cultivation level is, it can't withstand the consumption of such spiritual power.

The two who came out first were already covered in blood. The woman picked up a water-stained flower from the ground at some point, and gently twirled the flower branch.

Surrounded by living corpses roaring towards her, she burst out laughing.

"Third Master is right. Flowers are indeed beautiful."

She closed her eyes lightly, the flower branch in her hand was tightly held by her, and she was about to mobilize the golden core in her body to die with the living corpse, when suddenly there was a sound like a golden bell falling to the ground.

Immediately afterwards, the snarling living corpses seemed to be restrained by an invisible force, frozen in place and unable to move.

Everyone retreated hesitantly, seeing that the living corpse was still not moving, they immediately stepped back into the city wall and looked ahead vigilantly.

Originally, the rain fell like waves, but after the sound of the golden bell, the rain curtain seemed to be divided into two from the middle, gradually revealing a road.

The golden bell swayed slightly, and the accumulated water on the ground instantly turned into ice, and the frost turned into flowers, as if paving a road of broken flowers.

A person walked slowly from the black mist not far away, everyone could only see a figure, but he arrived in front of him in an instant.

The man was dressed in a ostentatious and gorgeous white butterfly shirt, with wide sleeves floating gracefully. When he got closer, he could see the slender hand holding a jade fan, half of which covered half of his face, revealing only a pair of foxes. Eyes that look like eyes—the eyes are obviously the most common peach blossom eyes, but when you look at someone sideways, they are so weird that you can sweat all over your body.

He casually hummed an unknown ditty, raised his eyes slightly to glance at the drowned crowd, and tilted his head slightly: "Is this Qinghe?"

Everyone frowned.

Someone said: "Exactly, you are?"

The man let out an "oh", waved his wide sleeve, and a spiritual power poured out from the sleeve, rushing towards the sky like flowing water.

Then, the originally shattered Qinghe city boundary seemed to be reorganized by something, and the sound of glass shattering resounded in my ears, but after a while, the familiar blue enchantment appeared on the sky above my head.

The rainwater was cut off, the motionless living corpses produced biochemical dust in place, and a branch of flowers fell into the yellow sand.

Everyone froze for a moment, and it took a long time to react.

"You are... City Lord Ji?"

"This city boundary..."

Ji Fenghuan closed her fan, revealing a beautiful face.

"Just by the way, no thanks."

The crowd was quiet for a moment, and then suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and some people sobbed softly, filled with the fear of the rest of their lives.

The first woman wiped her face, looked at Ji Fenghuan, took a deep breath, and said, "It's just a way to repair the barrier, so what exactly are you here for?"

Ji Fenghuan refused to speak properly, and every sentence must have twists and turns, and the provocative charm can almost come from the bones.

He smiled slightly, and the golden bell on the jade fan rang softly.

"Me." Ji Fenghuan said softly, "I'm here to find my brother."

"Your brother is..."

Ji Fenghuan said "Ah", raised his hand and shook the fan up and down, the golden bell rang again, and then a black mist swirled in front of him, and a man appeared on the spot.

Everyone was shocked when they saw the man's face.

"Master Rong?"

"Rong Buyu" stood behind Ji Fenghuan expressionlessly, his slender figure wrapped in black clothes, his originally gray eyes were now pitch black without the slightest light, looking like a dead person.

Ji Fenghuan spread his fan and chuckled lightly: "Have you met my brother?"

Everyone was stunned, and it took a long time before someone said with difficulty: "Master Rong...is that your brother?"

"Yeah." Ji Fenghuan stretched out his hand and gently lifted "Rong Buyu"'s chin, blinked his eyes, and said softly, "It's a pity that my brother doesn't like me very much, even though he has been hiding in this desolate place for so many years alone I don't know how much I have suffered."

"Rong Buyu" had an indifferent face, and let Ji Fenghuan rub the side of his face without moving, looking like a puppet.

In fact, he is also the puppet made by Ji Fenghuan.

Unlike the puppet carved out of wood next to it, this puppet took Ji Fenghuan five full years. If he hadn't told it, no one would know that this beautiful puppet was made of spirit wood.

Ji Fenghuan pressed his chest and sighed, "I feel so distressed."

When everyone recalled how they treated Rong Buyu these years, their faces were a little ugly.

Ji Fenghuan sighed at Rong Buyu's puppet, then blinked, and said, "Where is my brother now?"

Everyone looked at each other, and soon someone said: "I saw Third Master Rong seem to be driving a carriage out of the city this morning. Now it's raining so hard, outside the city it's almost..."

A dead end.

Ji Fenghuan froze for a moment, then lowered his eyes sadly.

"It turns out that my brother is avoiding me."

He was silent for a while, then lightly patted "Rong Buyu" on the chest, and said softly: "Go, find my brother."

After Ji Fenghuan finished speaking, she tilted her head again, with a harmless innocence on her face, and added a sentence.

"It doesn't matter whether you live or die."

"Rong Buyu" nodded slightly, turned around and flew away, and quickly disappeared into the rain.

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