Daoist, I am not fragrant!

In the narrow corridor, there was an eerie silence.

Hu Nuer touched Yinniang's face again, then turned to look at Zhong Tang, his tone became smoother, and finally he said like a businessman:

"You guys, you shouldn't meddle in these nosy things."

"I just want two puppets. After I get them, I will leave Lin'an naturally. Isn't that good for you?"

Hearing this, Zhong Tang folded his sleeves and laughed, "You are in business, and Zhong is also in business. Let's talk about it, it's okay."

Li Bizhi frowned slightly, but he didn't mean to stop him, but he still held his sword to protect him.Zhong Tang turned his eyes to look at him, then gently pushed away the wooden sword and walked towards Hu Nuer.

"Oh, shopkeeper Zhong might as well talk about it." Hu Nuer knew that if he wanted to fight hard, his chances of winning were slim, and seeing that Zhong Tang wanted to speak up, he immediately made a "sincere" posture.

Zhong Tang lowered his eyes slightly, looked at Hu Nuer's blood that had just flowed on the ground, and said, "When we do business, we should pay attention to a fair duty."

"You can leave if you want, but—" Zhong Tang stood still five steps away from Hu Nuer, the smile on the corner of his lips almost made him dazed, but he saw the thin lips of Tang color move slightly: " But you might as well return those three souls that you absorbed honestly first!"

After finishing speaking, he suddenly turned sideways, and Li Bizhi's wooden sword was already clinging to Zhong Tang's waist tacitly, and flew out from behind him, stabbing Hu Nuer's face.

Hu Nuer was terrified, and hurriedly pulled the thin thread in his hand to block Yinniang in front of him, trying to threaten them to retreat.

However, Li Bizhi's condensed curse moved quickly, and the wooden sword suddenly deflected, and the cold light appeared in the shadows, and it cut off the silk thread on Yinniang's right hand.

Hu Nuer felt that something was wrong, and wanted to manipulate the silk thread to penetrate Yinniang's right hand again, but he didn't expect that Zhong Tang's jade bead and golden bell had already followed the wooden sword, tightly wrapped around Yinniang's right hand, and pulled her towards Yinniang. Pull it back.

Seeing that he couldn't fight recklessly, Hu Nuer had no choice but to seize the opportunity. The left hand of the manipulator, Yinniang, who was still controlled by the thin thread, shot out strands of silver thread through her body, and in a blink of an eye, countless puppets with fierce appearances were pulled. This is backing occlusion.

Zhong Tang frowned, Li Bizhi's green robe was already in front of him, and the wooden sword ruthlessly shone with a cold light, sweeping away.

At this moment, a golden thread suddenly came, entangled and smashed the nearest fierce puppet.Immediately afterwards, more and more golden threads shot out, precisely penetrating the fierce puppet controlled by Hu Nuer.

"Golden lady..." Yinniang, who was almost in a coma, opened her mouth slightly. In her blurred vision, the figure in the golden gauze skirt finally controlled the golden silk thread, and stood up gracefully and dignifiedly.

This is her memory carried on the soul, and no one can control her anymore.

Countless golden threads rolled out from Jin Niang's hands, forcing out all the silver threads in the puppets, and then occupied the bodies of those puppets.

The fierce looking puppets that had been approaching in a threatening manner stopped in mid-air. Under the control of the golden thread, they slowly turned their bodies, opened their mouths full of wooden thorns, and faced their original owner, Hu Nuer.

"Jinniang, don't...don't make trouble." Hu Nuer looked at the densely packed puppets with fierce faces, tried his best to suppress his panic, and said to Jinniang in his usual tone.

"Let her go." Yinniang raised her hateful eyes and stared at Hu Nuer.

"How can I let it go, you two will belong to me in the end." Even in this situation, Hu Nuer was still unwilling to let go of his obsession, but what he got in return was Jin Niang's cold and resentful gaze .

"Golden lady... Silver lady..." Hu Nuer was still muttering, but Jinniang's hands wrapped in gold thread had already controlled the countless puppets with fierce faces, and rushed towards Hu Nuer.

Seeing that the sharp wooden thorns were about to bite her eyes, Hu Nuer had no choice but to pull Yin Niang in his hand with Zhong Tang again, dragging half of her body up.

Jinniang frowned, because she was afraid of hurting Yinniang, she had no choice but to turn around and move away slightly.

Hu Nuer was about to breathe a sigh of relief, but unexpectedly Zhong Tang pulled Yinniang's jade bead and golden bell and let go suddenly.Hu Nuer was just about to use this to control Yinniang again, but unexpectedly, the jade bead and golden bell thrown from Zhong Tang's hand rushed to Hu Nuer's neck with a pleasant and heart-shattering sound.

Hu Nuer hurried to avoid it, but in an instant, his movements stopped suddenly.

He lowered his head and stared helplessly at his body, which was penetrated from the side by the wooden sword that was overflowing with cold light.

"Ah... ah..." Hu Nuer's gaze was first surprised, then turned to pleading, and he stared blankly at Jin Niang.

But Jinniang only had an unforgettable hatred for him.

Under Hu Nuer's gaze, she bent her hand, which was wrapped with countless golden threads, little by little, and the moment she closed it, the fierce puppet controlled by Jin Niang rushed forward like a vicious dog—

Yinniang's body lost the hook of the thin thread, and fell lightly to the ground, and the silver yarn stained with Hu Nuer's blood was scattered under her body.

After the dense golden thread receded, Jinniang also walked to Yinniang's side step by step, and sat down next to her.

Zhong Tang seemed to have sensed something, and frowned slightly, but Li Bizhi held his hand.

The scene in front of me began to change slowly, and suddenly it was no longer a corridor full of broken puppets and blood, but returned to the gorgeous and extravagant Peony Terrace.

The chaos and killing just now seemed to have never happened, and the surroundings echoed with drunken cheers again. The red curtains hanging from the railings were blown by the breeze, and the shadows of fragrant clothes and temples could be seen through the veil.

This is the old capital in Jinniang's memory, the best time between her and Yinniang.

The tune with the charm of Xili also played again, but unfortunately the beauties on the stage could not dance again.

Jin Niang's figure faded little by little. Her incomplete soul and Hu Nuer's three souls had been intertwined for too long. After losing one party for so long, the other party could not continue to maintain it.

But there was no reluctance or sadness on her face, just calm and relieved.

"This is the Three Souls of that Miss Wang, and he hasn't had time to integrate it into the puppet yet."

Jin Niang stretched out her hand, and a small halo floated out of her palm, and slowly landed on Zhong Tang's hand.

Then, she turned her head to look at Li Bizhi behind Zhong Tang, nodded her head in thanks, but then sighed: "My sister and I have received a lot of help from the Taoist priest and the respected teacher, but it is a pity that the deadline is approaching, and there is no way to repay... ..."

However, Li Bizhi shook his head and interrupted her words: "Those who are Taoists follow the destiny of heaven and abide by the ten thousand lives. Meeting each other and helping each other is due to the law of fate, so you don't need to worry about it, girl."

Jin Niang was silent for a moment, and finally smiled lightly: "Yes... Thank you, Daoist Priest, for your explanation."

Her figure is getting fainter and fainter. Although Zhong Tang is not familiar with Jin Niang, after all, they are all demon spirits born of grass and trees. At this moment, it seems that he can't bear it, so he said: "It's now, girl Do you have any unfulfilled wishes?"

Jin Niang opened her mouth, but before she could say anything, Yin Niang, who had fallen on the stage, suddenly raised her body with difficulty, and looked at Zhong Tang: "I really have a wish, and I hope that the shopkeeper and the Taoist priest will come true."

"You..." Li Bizhi was about to speak, but Yinniang was different from Jinniang, she was just exhausted and injured.But Zhong Tang squeezed his hand back hard, clearing his sore throat: "Girl might as well talk and listen."

Yinniang and Jinniang looked at each other, and then looked to the west, as if they saw the moonlight in the Xili desert through layers of curtains and pavilions.

"If there is a chance in the future, Daoist Master and Shopkeeper Zhong, please send us back to our hometown..."

Their voices were shallow, like sighs, but Zhong Tang couldn't refuse: "...OK."

"So, my sister and I thank you again."

Jin Niang's figure continued to fade, until Zhong Tang was almost invisible.

"It's time to go." Unusual, Li Bizhi took the initiative to hug his shoulders and whispered in his ear.

Zhong Tang nodded, and then glanced at the Peony Terrace under the background of the flowers and gauze curtains, at the Peony Terrace where only Yinniang was left,

Then, in the tune that never sang to the end, accompanied by Li Bizhi, they finally left.

"Golden Cuiyu on the pipa, yellow warbler on the strings. Persuade me...persuade me to go home early..."

When the sound stopped completely, Li Bizhi and Zhong Tang also returned to the city defense cell.

Hu Nuer and Jin Yinniang had disappeared, and the wounded city guards were lying on the ground in disorder, but nothing serious happened.besides,

Zhong Tang bent down slowly, and picked up the lifelike gold and silver puppet left behind in the iron cage.

Just as he was holding them into his arms, something black fell from the golden puppet.

"What is that?" Zhong Tang lowered his head to look at it, but Li Bizhi put it in his sleeve, and heard him say indifferently: "It's the resentment stone formed by Hu Nuer's resentment. I need to bring it back to Jinwu to deal with it. It can be regarded as leaving an explanation for all parties."

When Zhong Tang wanted to look again, Li Bizhi stretched out his hand to caress the corner of his eyes: "Aren't you tired?"

Such proactive words of invitation are really rare, Zhong Tang immediately bent his mouth, leaned into Li Bizhi's arms, and buried his head deeply in his green robe.

"Tired... Taoist priest will stay with me for a while tonight." He really felt a little tired, maybe it was because something hurt him, or maybe it was because of something else, he couldn't tell for the sake.

Right now, I just want to stay in Li Bizhi's breath for a while longer.

Li Bizhi didn't speak any more, just raised his arms to embrace Zhong Tang's body, and then nodded silently.

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That night, in Xili, thousands of miles away, the envoys to Dachong for marriage leisurely walked over the desert and under the lonely moon.

The woman in red and gold embroidered clothes had a beautiful dream.

In her dream was a pavilion she had never seen before. Two young women, one gold and one silver, stood on a high platform carved with peonies, dancing gracefully for a long time.

"Central Plains...is this what it looks like?"

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