ghost knows what rebirth does

The two stared at each other, fighting each other without giving an inch, as if their eyes could spark sparks.Just at this moment, the door of the stone house creaked, Shen Yanzhou came out, was slightly startled when he saw the two of them, then raised his eyebrows and smiled again: "Why is Cheng Kong here? What's the matter?"

Cheng Kong looked away as if nothing had happened, and said calmly: "The insecticidal incense is very effective. The insect removal has come to an end. Anhui caught a few ghost-faced bees and locked them in the cave in front. I'll come and see what the suzerain has to say."

Shen Yanzhou saluted slowly, and said with a smile: "Sir, you have a heart, everything is going well, everything is ready, just wait for Master Chen Xiang to do it."

Cheng Kong nodded and said, "In that case, I'll take my leave first."

Actually said to go away.

Shen Yanzhou watched the young man go away, and said softly: "Five years ago, Cheng Kong and I met in Tingtao Lane."

Shen Yuetan suddenly shook her head and stared at him: "Listen, Tingtao Lane?? The suzerain has actually been to that... that... that chaotic place."

He said it euphemistically, but in fact Tingtao Lane is full of goulan courtyards from the beginning to the end of the alley, which was originally called Niulan Lane.A hundred years ago, there was an unruly wit who always liked to patronize. One day he came late, and the girl who usually accompanied him picked up someone else. The caller rubbed the ink, and wrote eight words on the white wall: the fragrance of the wine is exhausted, and I listen to the waves all night.

This talented man is half self-deprecating and half teasing, and the bitterness hidden behind it is not enough for outsiders to understand.However, people are superficial, just to be arty, so they changed Niulan Lane into Tingtao Lane.Although the name has been changed, the family of Goulanyuan is still facing each other, the front door welcomes newcomers and the back door sees off guests, and it has stood still for hundreds of years.

Shen Yuetan only knew that those lands were filthy and vulgar, so naturally she couldn't figure out what good things Shen Yanzhou could do when she went to Yanzhou, and suddenly felt a sense of desolation.

Shen Yanzhou didn't realize it, just smiled and said: "Fireworks and willow lanes, gentlemen don't hold them in contempt; fish and dragons are mixed together, just to hide. If you want to avoid people's eyes and ears, there is no better place like that." Then he sighed, "Everyone in that place is Human spirit, knowing that you have other plans, the lion opened his mouth without any scruples... If you don't go whoring, it's more expensive than whoring!"

Only then did Shen Yuetan understand, and when she let go of her heart, she felt a little sad, but also a little dumbfounded, and said in a daze: "Then, Mr. Cheng is also..."

Shen Yanzhou sighed more and more: "Oh, he was tricked into prostitution."

Shen Yuetan could only feel the corners of her mouth twitching, and couldn't help but cover her face and sigh: "Mr. Cheng is known as the number one wise man in the Shura world, how could he be tricked into Goulan Yuan?"

While chatting, the two turned around and went back to the stone room. The boy beast sneakily rubbed against Shen Yuetan's feet, but when it reached the door, it was still ashamed and was bounced twice on the ground by the enchantment, so it meowed bitterly. sound, climbed up the tree again.

Shen Yanzhou then talked to him about the follow-up: "Since Cheng Kong was a baby, he was picked up by his master and lived in seclusion in the valley. It was not until he went down the mountain five years ago that he saw the appearance of the mortal world for the first time. Therefore, he has learned a lot of intrigues and tricks." He just thought he was going to seek refuge with the Bamboo Forest Sect, how could he know that he was entering the den of tigers and wolves? If I hadn't just happened to bump into him, there would be one less intelligent Mr. Cheng in this world, and one more Cheng who was as cold as ice. Xiao Guan is now... even more powerful than now, it's unknown, ahahahahahaha."

He laughed out loud to himself, and felt a little embarrassed when he finished laughing. He rubbed his nose and said, "This matter is top secret. Don't mention it to Cheng Kong, let alone tell others. Otherwise, he will become angry and I don't know what he will do." Come."

Shen Yuetan covered her mouth and nose with a cloth towel, while checking the medicinal powder in the stone bowl, she gave him a sideways glance: "Since it is a top secret, why is the suzerain happy to say it?"

Shen Yanzhou said sternly: "Yue Tan, I told you to know that I want you to understand that Cheng Kong also has shortcomings, especially in dealing with people and things. He is a mess. If you seriously care about everything with him, You will die of anger within three days. It is a pity to die at such a young age."

The corners of Shen Yuetan's mouth curled up under the cloth towel, all the uneasiness in the confrontation with Cheng Kong earlier disappeared, and she secretly said ruthlessly that if Cheng Kong really angered me, I would ask him if he lived in the Goulan Courtyard well!Although he didn't dare to do it seriously, he felt refreshed just thinking about it, and the movements in his hands became a little easier.

He took out all the peach blossom wine, poured a big pot full, dissolved the dragon marrow, heated it until the smell of the wine dissipated, cooled it to lukewarm, then asked Shen Yanzhou to help him stir it with the stone pestle, and he carefully poured the dragon marrow Pour into a stone bowl.

The two of them stopped talking and concentrated on grinding the medicine, and it took several hours to make the dragon marrow liquid completely blend into the powder.

The originally unattractive brown powder in the stone bowl is now all fused into a ball, colorless, odorless, crystal clear, like a ball of nephrite about to overflow the mouth of the bowl.

Shen Yuetan put down the porcelain pot half as big as his body, and took a long breath, only to realize that her limbs had already exhausted her strength, her tendons and cartilage were brittle, and they slid down the porcelain pot softly.

Shen Yanzhou caught the child who was almost falling to the ground, and said in a low voice: "It's hard for you."

Shen Yuetan leaned in his arms, listening to the heavy heartbeat in his chest, similar to but different from the past, she was in a trance for a while, grabbed Shen Yanzhou's lapel with her backhand, and whispered: "Sovereign?"

Shen Yanzhou didn't know what he was thinking, he just stood still and replied "Huh?".

Shen Yuetan asked: "The suzerain thinks, did you live well when you were in Wendaozong, or are you living better in Linanzong now?"

Then Shen Yanzhou paced slowly, entered the next room, placed the child on the couch, and said with a smile: "every step is a trap, every step is full of murderous intentions, no one is better than the other. To be honest, he is still 16 years old Have a good time."

When Shen Yanzhou was 16 years old, Shen Yuetan was 13 years old. It was in this year that Shen Yanzhou was forced to move out of Qiyang Palace and live in two places with his righteous brother.After that, Shen Yuetan couldn't sleep every night, and her behavior became more and more restless and unreasonable, and she never had a day of rest.

"It's just," Shen Yanzhou laughed again, "People have to grow up after all. It's not advisable to indulge in the past and get stuck in the mud. It's better to look to the future."

Maybe Shen Yanzhou just said it unintentionally, but Shen Yuetan was shocked and sweated profusely with shame.Ever since he met Shen Yanzhou, he couldn't restrain himself from always remembering the past, allowing himself to be deeply in the memory of self-pity, except to taste the bitter taste of regret again, but it was of no help.In the long run, it will be harmful.

After lying down for a while, he regained some strength, propped himself up on the bed and sat up, saying: "The suzerain is right, I won't stop, I might as well finish it all at once."

So he got busy again, making lead wires, molding, injecting force, and fixing the shape. It took two hours to trial-produce twelve incense bombs, and the two took them to find An Hui, and tried them on the ghost-faced bee in the cave , the effect is exactly the same, but the power is half weak.

Shen Yuetan was unavoidably a little frustrated, Shen Yanzhou said: "Fortunately, the raw materials are sufficient, even if we make hundreds more."

The incense bombs of the Fourth Heaven are quite labor-intensive to make, Shen Yuetan gritted her teeth and nodded, "Wrap it on me."

The two were about to go back to the stone house, when a warrior hurried in, clasped his fists and said, "Sect Master, both Wendao Sect and Bamboo Forest Sect have found the Zhunti Shenmu."

Shen Yanzhou frowned, "Go and have a look." He turned to Shen Yuetan and said: "You use the raw materials in the stone bowl first, and I will send someone to assist you."

Shen Yuetan hurriedly said: "No need, I can do the rest by myself, the suzerain doesn't need to send more people."

The incense maker also has his own methods of keeping secrets, so Shen Yanzhou didn't insist. He just took a few stone pills and gave them to him, and taught him how to use them, saying: "If the room is not enough and can't be put outside, you can arrange a few more. Stone House."

It was a good thing, Shen Yuetan took it away without hesitation, and Shen Yanzhou ordered again: "Duan Yao, escort little Chen Xiang back home, and be responsible for guarding outside the room."

A middle-aged warrior with an ordinary appearance responded yes, and came forward to salute: "Master Chenxiang, please."

Shen Yuetan followed him out of the cave.

Shen Yanzhou watched him leave, and immediately led people to the valley where the Zhunti Shenmu was located.

It was approaching dusk again, and the ghost bee gradually turned back to the nest after a busy day, while the soldier bees still stayed outside, flying slowly and leisurely, making the last patrol of the day.

A soldier bee rushed forward suddenly, and then the nearby soldier bees rushed over one after another as if they had received the letter. The swarms of swarms covered the sky and the sun, chasing the three monks in Tsing Yi.Seeing that he was about to catch up, the skinny man in the lead suddenly turned around and bumped, knocking the two fellow disciples who were following behind him staggeringly and falling to the ground.

In an instant, they swarmed up, covering the two of them densely. There was still a surge of power before, and the runes suddenly burst into light, killing several ghost-faced bees.However, more soldiers rushed towards them, and the two fought back with their swords, but after a few breaths of effort, they were defeated, and only heard the screams of misery.

The man took advantage of this opportunity to retreat, stumbled and ran for several miles, and then stopped by the tree, panting like a cow, his face was as white as paper, and there was a blood hole behind his left shoulder, which stained most of his clothes.

With trembling hands, he took out a white porcelain bottle, poured out a handful of pills, and stuffed them into his mouth vigorously.After swallowing the medicine, he hastily adjusted his breath, his complexion improved, and he staggered forward and came to a clearing in the forest.

A few tents were temporarily set up in the open space, with three steps, one post and five steps, one sentry, and the guards were strict.When the young man was still a few feet away from the tent, he staggered, a man in an indigo robe rushed towards him, stepped forward to support him, and said anxiously: "Junior Brother Lang, why are you the only one coming back?"

The thin young man with sharp mouth and monkey cheeks was exactly Lang Jing who once set up a plot to assassinate Shen Yanzhou and failed. He smiled wryly, took out a pill and swallowed it, and said in a hoarse voice: "Senior brother Yang, I'm really ashamed... except for me, the whole army was wiped out .Ghost-faced bees are really powerful...not to mention that they can't be killed, bee venom..."

Before he finished speaking, he spewed black blood again, his eyes darkened and he passed out.

The man called Senior Brother Yang frowned deeply, put Lang Jing back on the flat ground, turned his head and ordered two disciples to send him to the next tent to be treated by the sect doctor, then turned around and hurried into the largest camp in the forest.

The camp was well-arranged, with gauze hanging, pearls embellished, and an incense burner lit in the corner, and the cool and elegant white sandalwood fragrance slowly spread out as the incense guard boy played a fan at the side.

Sitting on the main seat was a man in his early twenties, with striking silver hair neatly tied up and wearing an indigo robe. A very good impression will be born immediately.

The girl sitting next to him was about seventeen or eighteen years old, her features were slightly similar to that of the man's, but she was born with a much inferior look, and her expression was arrogant and indifferent, which made her even worse.

The young man sitting in the main seat was talking to a guest with his head sideways. The guest was also pretty, a bit better than a woman, smiling and drinking tea. It was Shen Menghe.

The man surnamed Yang entered the tent, saluted and reported the situation of the battle, and said in a deep voice: "Young Sect Master, the ghost-faced bee is difficult to deal with, I'm afraid we won't be able to swallow it."

The silver-haired young man pondered for a moment, then turned his head and asked again: "Young Master Shen, I heard that there is someone capable of expelling insects from Daoist sect, can you please come and help me?"

Shen Menghe said: "Master Xiang? The incense used to drive away the bomb insects must be the credit of this old man. Don't worry, Young Master, I will invite him right away."

After saying that, he got up and said goodbye, and went to the tent next door to write a letter to summon Master Xiang.

After Shen Menghe left, the silver-haired young man said again: "Yang Ming, let Yang Zhui try it too."

Yang Ming lowered his head and replied, "Young Sect Master, the Ghost Face Bee is a golden monster, and at least Liu Chongxiang is needed to deal with it... My brother's ability is limited, I'm afraid..."

The silver-haired young man smiled gently and said: "Don't worry, I know it's impossible, but just try. Even if it doesn't work, I won't blame your brother. If it doesn't work... I will blow up this valley. My Bamboo Forest Sect If you can't get it, you can't fall into the hands of others."

Only then did Yang Ming heave a sigh of relief, and hurriedly replied, "Of order."

He thought for a while and asked again: "The son of Daoist sect also knows..."

The silver-haired young man was still soft-spoken, with an indescribably calm demeanor, "What are you afraid of? Even though he is the son of Wendaozong, he is a side branch. It doesn't matter how many people die. You just need to be cautious."

He always has a soft tone, making those who hear it feel like a spring breeze, but his words are indifferent and mean, without any mercy.