Fairy King's Handbook

The atmosphere in Ghosts and Gods Abyss was harmonious for a while, and the master and apprentice chatted for a long time, until Meng Zhen felt some movement outside, his thoughts moved slightly, and he let out a trace of spiritual consciousness.I saw a group of blue cumulus clouds floating in the mid-air outside Guishenyuan. Looking closely, the shape of the cloud was like a nine-tailed fish swaying in the air.

The nine-tailed fish is an ancient totem of the Xihai family, and the cumulus clouds in the shape of the nine-tailed fish are the communication method of the Xihai family on land.Meng Zhen couldn't help but laugh, Ji Wuxing still remembered this spell.

Meng Zhen waved the cumulus cloud in, flicked a bit of spiritual energy into it, and the cloud clattered into a shower of raindrops, which was actually not rain, but a message sent.

Shen Li looked on in surprise and was speechless, but Meng Zhen frowned.

According to Ji Wuxing's news, she just passed by the mirage when she saw the dark blue deer that Meng Zhen had told her about.The deer was fleeing in a hurry, and at a glance, she could only use "Zhuyue" to track its whereabouts, and it seemed that the sea of ​​Cangwu was not peaceful, so she was in a hurry to go back, so she hurriedly sent a message to Meng Zhen.

"Moon-by-moon" can be regarded as Ji Wuxing's unique skill. There will be an invisible moonlight behind the person being tracked, leaving traces in a short time.

Without a doubt, Soul Broken Sword Spirit must be resolved as soon as possible.Meng Zhen turned around and asked Shen Li: "I need to go out for some important business as a teacher. If you are bored, you can go to Naihe Bridge to play with Meng Ge."

Shen Li originally wanted to go with his master, but seeing his master's dignified expression, he was worried that he would not be able to help him. Over the years, he had not been able to practice spells properly due to his unstable soul, and his ability was limited. He also knew that Master still had With the responsibility in hand, he obediently agreed.Thinking instead of the last time in Tiangong, Meng Ge discussed with him the rare matter of men liking men, and suddenly became energetic, said goodbye to Meng Zhen happily, and went to Meng Pozhuang.

Meng Zhen rode the wind all the way to the shore of the South China Sea, followed Ji Wuxing's "moon-by-moon" guidance, and found an invisible moonlight in the sky heading north.

Following the trail all the way, Meng Zhen frowned more and more. After half an hour, the direction the deer fled turned out to be the imperial city of Yanjing.

The imperial city in the world is the busiest and busiest, especially the spirit of dragon veins.If this deer has any evil intentions, it will be a bit tricky.Meng Zhen didn't have time to think about the countermeasures, but found that the trail of the deer did not stay in the imperial city, but went along the west of the city, Meng Zhen was a little puzzled.Ordinarily, if the deer is the soul-shattering sword spirit, it is most likely to go to the north of the city in its current form, because the north of the city is the imperial mausoleum of Yanjing, the resting place of emperors, and the dragon veins are the most vigorous.

The west of the city is quite desolate, almost a place where poor people live together. Meng Zhen chased all the way to the west of the city, and lost the deer in a barren field.

Standing in the pitch-black wasteland, Meng Zhen looked around. Weeds stretched up to his waist, tattered cloth strips could be seen everywhere, and there were piles of earth piled up indiscriminately. Some of the piles even contained bare bones.This is a desolate mass grave.

Puzzled, Meng Zhen had no choice but to turn back to the city. He stood in front of a restaurant, squinted at the storyteller upstairs who was waving a folding fan and pretending to be spitting, and walked in.

After drinking a pot of wine, the storyteller who was eloquent on the stage also ended the story. Everyone was still unwilling to leave. The storyteller stroked his beard on his chin, narrowed his eyes and said repeatedly : "If you want to know what will happen next, let's listen to the next chapter to break it down." After speaking, he lifted the curtain and went to the backstage.

Meng Zhen put down his wine cup and followed.

"You earn quite a lot." Meng Zhen smiled and looked at the storyteller who was counting the money with his head bowed.

"Ah! My throat is about to smoke." The storyteller replied casually, and stroked his beard habitually. Unexpectedly, he used a little force, and accidentally pulled off his beard.

"Oh! Look at me, I'm sweating, and my beard has fallen off." The storyteller twisted his beard and glanced at Meng Zhen.

This time, not only the fake beard fell off, but also the money in his hand was not stable.

"Short, young master!" The storyteller who took off his beard and revealed his white face said tremblingly, his eyes kept looking behind Meng Zhen.

"Don't worry. Xiao Li didn't come today." Meng Zhen couldn't help laughing.

The one who was dressed as a white-faced scholar in front of her was Meng Jiang, the eldest of the three maids of her mother-in-law.

Although she is the eldest sister, she doesn't look like a sister at all. She doesn't do business all day long, and she doesn't cook soup for her mother-in-law at Naiheqiao, but she likes to go to the world to pretend to be a storyteller and tell stories to make money.Where did all the money go?Naturally, I bought all kinds of strange clothes.

Regarding this, Shen Li was speechless, and none of Granny Meng's three precious maids could worry.The eldest, Meng Jiang, always likes to tell stories in the human world, and the youngest, Meng Ge, is obsessed with food and cannot extricate himself.Only Meng Yong, the second child who stayed at Naiheqiao honestly, has a problem that everyone is afraid of.Even those ghosts who don't want to drink Mengpo soup are nagged by her to drink two bowls in a row, just to reincarnate early!

If Shen Li were here today, Meng Jiang's hard-earned money would definitely be taken away. As long as Meng Yong was brought out, Meng Jiang quickly agreed to Shen Li's various requests.

"Don't worry, I won't tell Meng Yong either." Meng Zhen said.

Only then did Meng Jiang feel relieved, and looked at Meng Zhen, a little strangely: "Why does the young master have time to come here?"

"I need your help right now, you come with me." Meng Zhen didn't stay any longer, and walked out the door.

Seeing this, Meng Jiang collected the money and hurriedly followed.

The two came to the previously desolate mass burial mound, and Meng Zhen explained to her that the previously tracked objects lost their traces out of thin air.

Meng Jiang frowned and thought for a while. Although she was very playful, she had a clear record of all kinds of ghosts and monsters in the underworld. Even Xuanyin always wanted to ask her to help with the files, but she often couldn't find anyone.

Meng Jiang glanced at the bright lights of the imperial city in the distance, and suddenly said: "I understand, today is the Mid-Autumn Festival."

Seeing Meng Zhen's puzzled face, Meng Jiang said as he walked, "Young Master, please follow me."

Meng Jiang casually picked up a white bone on the ground, brushed away the grass up to his waist, looked up at the full moon in the sky, and began to calculate on the ground.

Meng Zhen admired it very much. After a while, Meng Jiang drew many symbols of different shapes on the ground. Following the guidance of those characters, he walked twelve steps to the southeast and came to a mound of soil.

Meng Jiang buried his head in digging up the mound of soil, and there was actually a bottomless dry well under the soil.

Standing by the well, Meng Zhen could feel the wind blowing from the bottom of the well.

"Master Shaozhuang, this is the Yin-Yang Well. Under the well is another world called Qigong Country. The people there are the same as the human world. Only on the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, the Yin-Yang Well will be connected to the outside world. The thing you are tracking should be going to the world." There." Meng Jiang explained to Meng Zhen.

"So that's how it is." Meng Zhen stood by the Yin-Yang Well and looked at it for a while, planning to go down.

"Wait a minute, Young Master!" Meng Jiang called out to Meng Zhen.

Meng Jiang continued to explain: "The Yin-Yang Well is only open for one day, and the young owner has to do it as soon as possible. The same method is used when returning. The mouth of the well will be automatically closed when the sun rises tomorrow. If you miss the time, you can only come out next year. .”

"Thank you." Meng Zhenjing reminded her to hurry up.He thought for a while, and then told Meng Jiang: "Before I come out, I have to trouble you to stay here. If anyone suspicious comes out, no matter who it is, you have to stop it."

"Don't worry, Young Master, I will stay here tonight." Meng Jiang said solemnly.

Meng Zhen didn't waste any more time, turned around and jumped off the Yin-Yang Well.

It was dark all the way, with the cold and damp wall of the well next to his ears, together with the whistling wind, but in an instant, he saw the light, Meng Zhen struggled to climb up, and this side was also a well.

In front of you is a brightly lit long street, with rows of red lanterns spreading to the end of the road.There are many high-rise buildings on both sides of the street, and a full moon hangs in the sky. This is also the Mid-Autumn Festival.

As Meng Jiang said, this is another country, and passers-by on the road wear clothes made of silk yarn, which are very gorgeous, and both men and women have beautiful faces, talking and laughing.People here seem to have an inexplicable worship of fish, and every household can see various fish sculptures.

Although it is called Qigong Country, it seems to see another West Sea.

Meng Zhen stopped looking into it carefully, and carefully searched for the clues left by Ji Wuxing.After a long delay, the trace of "Zhuyue" almost disappeared, leaving only a faint wisp floating in front of a tall building, which is still indistinct.

Meng Zhen was a little unsure if it was the trace of "Zhu Yue".He stood in front of the tall building, hesitating.

The pavilions in front of me are luxurious and magnificent, and there is a pair of couplets that flow smoothly.The first couplet: people are always there when the flowers are good and the moon is full;Hengpi: Enjoy yourself in time.

If you guessed right, this is a brothel.

Meng Zhen hesitated for a while, and drew out the Sui Hua Sword.This Yan Chongming's Suihua, since he recognized him as the master, he can put the sword in his dantian.Now it seems that it is really smooth and convenient.

A crimson feather was tied to the end of the hilt.Meng Zhen originally liked peony flowers, and the feather was always in the form of peony in his storage bag.Ever since he won the Suihua sword from Yan Chongming, Meng Zhen took out the feathers and hung them on the sword again.

Meng Zhen stroked the red feather and walked in without hesitation.

The inside of the pavilion is actually very quiet, but the colorful ribbons are everywhere, and the smoke is crisp.The more you go in, the bigger the space, until you come to an empty high platform, there are two mirrors on the high platform to illuminate the two sides, to the left is Chunxiao Building, and to the right is Xingle Pavilion.

Meng Zhen followed the faint trace and went left without hesitation.

It seems that the quietness at the door before was all for the hustle and bustle of indulgence at this moment.The ecstasy and ecstasy rushing towards the face are hearty, as if you are in an illusory dream, and you only want to fall asleep and not wake up.

As soon as Meng Zhen stepped into the Chunxiao Building, he was immediately surrounded by colorful clothes.Even though he had an indifferent face and was still holding a sword in his hand, it had almost no effect. All the girls greeted each other with smiles and scrambled to pull.

In order to avoid wasting unnecessary time, Meng Zhen took a girl by the hand and walked straight upstairs.The girls who were left behind coquettishly said, "I'm also impatient."

I went up to the second floor, but I could hardly find any vacant rooms. The doors of each room were closed tightly, and the sound of squeaking/wheezing could be heard from time to time.Meng Zhen searched for a while, but the girl beside him was not in a hurry, she let him drag her away with a smile on her face.

Finally, a door was opened at the end of the corridor. This room was near the corner, so it was quieter than other places.When I went in, I found that there seemed to be guests here, but now the guests did not know where they went.

Meng Zhen didn't have time to find the owner, so he pushed the two girls onto the bed. The two girls cooperated very much and wanted to untie their clothes. Meng Zhen quickly gathered a little spiritual power to his fingertips, and with a light touch, the two girls fell on the bed lethargy.

Without further delay, Meng Zhen mentioned Suihua Sword and left here.

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