After being wronged and rehabilitated

While waiting for "Lezi" to come in, Tie Haitang crossed her legs and pinched another yellow spring flower, slowly taking the yin energy from it into her body as if smelling the fragrance of the flower.

There was a braided little girl squatting on the ground beside her, and said in a childish voice, "Sister, there is news about Sword Master again."

Hearing the word "Jian Zun", Tie Haitang's godless ghost eyes suddenly brightened, she hurriedly turned around and lay down on the armrest, looked at the little girl eagerly like a child, and stretched out her hand to grab the little girl. The girl's braids urged: "Quick, hurry up."

The little girl closed her eyes and put her fingers between her eyebrows, as if she was looking at something, and said crisply and authentically: "Jianzun came down from Qu Yizong at noon today, and there was a man in black by his side."

When Tie Haitang heard this, she let out a bitter "tsk": "A man? What kind of man? Is it a man who plotted against him?!"

The little girl laughed: "Jianzun is a man, no man will plot against him."

"That's not necessarily true." Tie Haitang curled her lips on the armrest while carelessly fiddled with the worn-out fortune-telling talisman hanging on the side, looking extremely unhappy, "Didn't that so-and-so of the Yaozu have a marriage contract with him? ?”

The more she talked, the more uncomfortable she felt, and the hand holding the armrest ruthlessly squeezed the armrest made of skeletons into pieces.

"Sooner or later I will kill that viper!"

The little girl giggled, and continued: "They went to the small town under Yizong Mountain together, um, they entered Song Youqiu's funeral hall."

Li Gui on the side had just urgently repaired the handrail, and before he walked away, Tie Haitang crushed the handrail again with a gloomy face.

Specter: "..."

All right, squat down and continue to wait for the repair, anyway, it will have to be broken later.

Tie Haitang gritted her teeth silently: "And then?"

Little girl: "Then...well, hahaha!"

Tie Haitang: "???"

The little girl laughed so hard that she almost fell into the sea of ​​flowers, but was grabbed by the anxious Tie Haitang, who urged her desperately: "And then what? Did that idiot Song Youqiu offend Sword Master?!"

"The aura of the man next to Jianzun made ghosts fearful. They didn't dare to get close. They only saw what the two said in the funeral pavilion, and then turned to the endless building next door."

The little girl suppressed a smile, closed her eyes and "looked" and said: "Then, for some reason, Man Qiuza from the Endless Building dressed Jianzun as a girl in red, with peach blossoms on his head, and then rode away on the black dragon , we didn’t catch up—sister, that man in black turned out to be a dragon!”

Tie Haitang didn't care about evil dragons or not, the handrail she had just repaired was crushed by her again: "Send the ghost to find it!"

The little girl said crisply: "Okay."

After crushing the three armrests, the "grandson" dressed as a woman has already wandered into the small world under the locust tree.

Xiang Chongjing has no spiritual power, even though he wears the black robe that Gu Congxu transformed from dragon scales on his shoulders, the cold yin energy still climbs up his ankles—if he has not integrated into the spirit of going to the forbidden area of ​​Yizong , Now maybe the spirit will drift away again.

He was dressed in red, with Huangquan flowers blooming like a pool of blood under his feet, his face under the veil was a little pale, and his lips were all bloodless.

Gu Congxu noticed that the pulse of his wrist was gradually slowing down, so he asked nervously, "Are you okay?"

Xiang Chongjing tugged at the black robe on his body, and said casually, "I'm fine——have you noticed what's buried under that locust tree?"

Gu Congxu had been paying attention to Xiang Chongjing's face, not distracted to look at other things, and frowned, "What is it?"

"No accident, it's the keel." Xiang Chongjing said with a smile, "It's really lucky, you can find keel wherever you go."

Gu Congxu asked in surprise, "Why didn't I notice it?"

Xiang Chongjing paused for a moment before continuing to move forward, and said lightly, "I didn't feel it either, but my instinct told me that the thing under the locust tree must be a keel."

Seeing what he said, Gu Congxu frowned and said, "Then I'll dig out the keel."

"Farewell." Xiang Chongjing immediately walked to the end of Huangquan Flower Road, and saw a woman in thin clothes sitting on a skeleton seat looking down at him from a distance, with a ghostly aura all over her body that couldn't be concealed.

"I want to ask something from her first, so don't act rashly."

Gu Congxu had no choice but to tighten his body, trying to warm his wrists with his tiny body.

The woman in white next to Tie Haitang looked at him expressionlessly with ghostly pupils.

Xiang Chongjing was not afraid, but walked over slowly.

Tie Haitang originally planned to see what fun this man in disguise could give her, but when he got closer, Tie Haitang's eyes fell on Xiang Chongjing's thin red dress and behind the peach blossom branches in his hair, and he was stunned. After being stunned for a while, he suddenly took a breath and looked at the little girl beside him.

The little girl was planting flowers, she looked up at Xiang Chongjing, and said "ah".

Xiang Chongjing had already walked in, nodded slightly, and said in a gentle voice, "Miss Iron."

Tie Haitang stared at him dumbfounded, and caught a glimpse of the little girl covering her mouth and giggling while nodding to her, indicating that it was him.

Tie Haitang: "..."

Tie Haitang froze all over, trying to see her current appearance with difficulty.

Tie Haitang was abused by men before she was alive, but she was abused and said that she deliberately seduced men, had to marry the man who insulted her, and was tortured to death.

After her death, her body was not allowed to be buried, but was thrown under a locust tree in the wilderness, and became a lonely ghost wandering in Xiayinchuan for ten years.

Later, after the bones were buried, Tie Haitang finally wanted to enter reincarnation and forget this life, but before she could leave, the man who tortured her brought people to dig up her bones.

Tie Haitang stared blankly at the coffin that had been properly buried being forcibly opened by someone, and finally completely lost control, relying on the chance that would allow him to enter reincarnation, he forcibly turned into a ghost and crushed the man's bones and ashes, even tearing up his soul It will never be reborn one piece at a time.

From then on, Tie Haitang no longer cared about everyone's eyes, and she was unrestrained to the extreme. No one dared to say that she simply crushed that person's soul to plant yellow spring flowers, absorbing the yin energy to cultivate the way of ghosts.

It's the same today, she is wearing a thin purple dress, half undressed, her exposed skin is like snow, and the posture of the big horse with her legs crossed on the small case is even more wild to the extreme.

On the small case were placed the withered Huangquan flower, and the huge meteor hammer that was not more suitable for a woman.

Tie Haitang's neck stiffened and swept them one by one, and finally his eyes fell on Xiang Chongjing's eyes that looked over quietly.

Her ghost pupil shrank suddenly.

Those eyes are as beautiful and gentle as they were 60 years ago.

Tie Haitang suddenly put her legs down from the table, and frantically gathered her clothes, trying to impress her savior, but she was used to indulgence, so no matter how she closed her clothes, she still needed to cover up her clothes. Can't live.

Tie Haitang almost cried anxiously.

Xiang Chongjing looked at her strangely.

"Miss Tie?" Xiang Chongjing explained the purpose of coming, "I came to bother you today, I want to ask you for help, I don't know..."

Xiang Chongjing hadn't finished exchanging pleasantries when Tie Haitang suddenly screamed, jumped off the seat with a flushed face, and hurriedly said in a trembling voice: "Jianzun, wait a moment!"

After all, he covered his face and ran away crying.

Xiang Chongjing: "???"

Gu Congxu: "???"

Xiang Chongjing was confused and asked Gu Congxu, "What did she call me just now?"

Gu Congxu: "..."

Gu Congxu was expressionless: "You seem to be recognized."

Xiang Chongjing was taken aback, and tugged at his sleeves: "I can be recognized?! It shouldn't be, didn't you just look straight at me?"

Gu Congxu became angry from embarrassment: "How can I have it?!"

The woman in white who brought him in at the side looked at Xiang Chongjing strangely, seeing him in a daze, the corners of her lips twitched to answer him.

"Sword Master's disguise is indeed perfect, but the yin and yang energy in men and women are different. If the ghost pupils of the ghost cultivator have been cultivated to a certain level, they can tell the difference."

Probably knowing that this person is Tie Haitang's savior, it was rare for the white-clothed woman not to swear at others, so she changed her attitude and said respectfully: "Although Sword Master is incomplete, his aura can still be seen."

Phase Mirror: "..."

Although Xiang Chongjing often saw ghosts 60 years ago, he knew nothing about such things. Hearing this, he coughed in embarrassment.

Seeing that it was torn apart, Xiang Chongjing didn't hide it anymore, the ghostly fire in the earrings came out, and the flame fell on the clothes transformed from dragon scales, as if it was embroidered with fire patterns, it was still and still.

Enveloped by Youhuo, Xiang Chongjing felt better.

A ghost that couldn't be seen in the mirror floated to the side of the woman in white, whispered something in the ear, and the woman nodded slightly.

"Jianzun, my sister has something to do with me for a while, please follow me to the living room and wait."

Xiang Chongjing raised his eyebrows, wondering if this small world full of skeletons, comparable to Huangquan Road, still has a living room?

The woman in white didn't say much, and respectfully walked into the sea of ​​flowers not far away with the mirror.

Huang Quanhua was shaken by the yin wind. When Xiang Chongjing passed by, it seemed that a hand transformed from yin energy wanted to hook his skirt, but it was blown away by the coercion of the dragon scales on the clothes and the ghostly fire.

Xiang Chongjing didn't pay attention and walked on by himself.

Gu Congxu poked half of his head out of his cuffs, looking coldly at the sinister energy that was constantly protruding towards Xiang Chongjing's skirt, wishing he could swallow them all in one gulp.

Gu Congxu only moved slightly, but Xiang Chongjing noticed it immediately. He looked down at the little dragon's head protruding from Gu Congxu, and suddenly had a desire to touch it.

Xiang Chongjing thought this way, and simply did the same, lightly touching Gu Congxu's little head with his cold fingertips.

"what happened?"

Gu Congxu was staring angrily at the Yin Qi under his feet, but suddenly he was touched, the whole body of the dragon froze, and he tilted his head to stare at him: "Don't touch, I'm..."

Before he could finish his sentence, a pale hand suddenly stretched out from the pool of blood with Huangquan flowers growing on the side, grabbed Xiang Chongjing's ankle and shook it hard, the Huangquan flowers growing on that hand shook for a while , the flame on the hem of the skirt made it let out a hoarse and low scream, but it was still struggling to drag the mirror into the pool of blood.

Gu Congxu was startled, and was about to shatter him with the power of the real dragon, but Xiang Chongjing didn't move his eyebrows, and two clusters of ghostly fire popped out from his fingers, and he casually burned that hand into a white mist.

He seemed to be used to it, and continued to follow the woman in white after burning.

When Gu Congxu saw his usual expression, he felt inexplicably confused: "Did you often get pestered by ghosts like this back then?"

"Yeah." Xiang Chongjing responded casually, touched his chin at the end, and said with a smile, "But it's not been like this for 60 years, so it's quite novel."

Gu Congxu: "..."

Gu Congxu was choked back by Xiang Chongjing before the heartache he didn't even realize had fully surfaced.

Soon, the waiting room in the sea of ​​flowers was in sight.

Xiang Chongjing caught a glimpse of the freshly dug dirt on the ground and raised his eyebrows slightly.

Could it be that the living room was built just now?

The woman in white led him in, and the living room was furnished extremely luxuriously. Outside the long corridor, there was an endless sea of ​​flowers and the Xiayin River passing by, the scenery was picturesque.

The hall was brightly lit, and there was a fire spirit charcoal basin in the center, which made the place full of yin air warmer than the spring breeze outside.

Xiang Chongjing sat down beside the charcoal basin, completely comfortable.

The woman in white was not used to such a warm place, so she backed out after serving him tea.

Xiang Chongjing looked at Xiayinchuan outside while holding tea, and said calmly, "What do you mean by that Tie Haitang? Not only will you not kill me, but you will treat me as a guest of honor."

Gu Congxu turned into a human body and sat next to him, snorting coldly: "There is nothing to be courteous about, either adultery or robbery."

Xiang Chongjing tilted his head, recalling Tie Haitang's bewildered and panicked look just now, and said strangely: "She doesn't look like she wants to hurt me."

On the contrary, it seemed to be seeing someone from the past.

Since Xiang Chongjing came out of the secret realm, apart from some memories that he tried desperately to think about, some unimportant memories from 60 years ago are still hidden deep in his mind, and he can't recall them without trying hard.

Gu Congxu's eyes were downcast, staring at Xiang Chongjing's exposed ankle in a daze, and he blurted out a sentence without knowing what it meant.

Because Xiang Chongjing was sitting with his knees bent to keep warm, with the skirt spread out to the side, there was a circle of extremely obvious bruises on the ankle that was grabbed by the ghost just now, like shackles and chains.

He also wore a golden bell hanging from a red string on his ankle, hanging on the circle of bruises, as if he was an exquisite beauty imprisoned in a cage for fun.

Gu Congxu almost lost his mind staring at it, and even had the urge to reach out and hold that slender ankle.

Xiang Chongjing didn't know anything, the soles of his feet were cold, he simply took off the embroidered shoes and threw them aside, with his toes slightly raised to warm himself by the fire.

The charcoal basin made of fire spirit stone was too warm, and Xiang Chongjing squinted his eyes comfortably with his toes up, like a cat basking in the sun.

Gu Congxu was completely stunned.

Outside the living room, Tie Haitang was wearing an extremely gorgeous purple shirt, wearing layer after layer of clothes, making sure to make herself look dignified and elegant, so as to dispel the impression of indulgence and arrogance in the mirror.

Although she has no body, she still feels her nervous heart beating wildly.

"I, how do I look?" Tie Haitang nervously looked at the woman in white next to her, "Am I good? Okay?"

Sixty years have passed, but she still remembers the tone of that cold-looking man touching her hair and calling him a good girl.

The woman in white: "..."

The woman in white had never seen Tie Haitang look like this before, and said with difficulty: "Very good, very good."

Tie Haitang was still a little nervous, and after a long time of rolling the dough outside, she mustered up her courage, took a deep breath, pushed open the door and walked into the waiting room.

Tie Haitang had already developed enough feelings on the road, and even thought of more than [-] ways to say hello. After she entered, she first gave an unskilled female salute in a strange and timid manner.

"Sword Master."

After she finished speaking softly, she raised her head to look at Xiang Chongjing with joy.

It's just that as soon as his eyes fell on Xiang Chongjing, Tie Haitang's eyes, which had been so hard to hide, popped out instantly, and the restrained Yin Qi on his body suddenly dispersed, extinguishing all the fire spirit jade.

In her line of sight, Xiang Chongjing's earlobe was red, and he stared at Gu Congxu beside her with wide eyes in astonishment. He didn't even notice that Tie Haitang had arrived.

Gu Congxu seemed to be in a daze, his vertical pupils were already full, and his divine light was a little slack. He stretched out his hand to hold Xiang Chongjing's ankle, and the golden bell that had lost its tongue just fell on his tiger's mouth, inexplicably looking lustful.

Xiang Chongjing was grabbed by the ankle by ghosts, but those ghosts often wanted to drag him into the mud and fall into the rotten swamp with them.

To deal with Li Gui, Xiang Chongjing was either cut with a sword or burned with a fire, but he has lived for so many years, and he has never been so ambiguously held by someone's ankle.

Not to mention that that person was Gu Congxu, who he couldn't even beat, nor was he willing to kill.

Xiang Chongjing, who had always been thick-skinned, was almost blushing at this moment, wishing to scold Gu Congxu by pulling the dragon horn that appeared at some point.

Even pinching her waist and touching her neck, or being wrapped around her ankle by a dragon's tail, she has never been so shocked.

How can the touch of a dragon's tail wrapped around an ankle compare to a warm human hand?

Does this dragon know what it is doing? !

There were bursts of unbearable numbness from the place where he was held, and when Xiang Chongjing couldn't help but want to kick him away, there was a sudden sound of chains in his ears, and then a meteor hammer with a big head roared , as if breaking through the void and smashing towards Gu Congxu's head.

Gu Congxu was absent-minded, as if he was immersed in fantasy, and he couldn't tell whether the hand holding Xiang Chongjing's ankle was imaginary or real, but his reaction to danger was extremely sensitive, and his empty hand slammed Lift it up, and catch it with a hammer that can almost punch a hole in the ground.

Long's vertical pupils were sharp, and he looked over coldly.

Tie Haitang was trembling with anger, holding the iron chain tightly, and said sharply: "Grandma, I'm going to kill you!!!"

After saying that, with a flick of his wrist, the meteor hammer flew back with a whistling roar, and hit Gu Congxu fiercely again.

Phase Mirror: "..."

Only then did Gu Congxu regain his senses, and looked blankly at the iron hammer that was attacking him. Just as he was about to raise his hand to catch the menacing meteor hammer, he felt as if he was holding something like warm jade in his palm. He pulled and lifted it lightly and forcefully, just stepped on his knee.

Gu Congxu: "..."

Gu Congxu lowered his head stiffly to look at his hands, then raised his head to meet Xiang Chongjing's frightened and angry eyes.

The evil dragon froze all over, and its vertical pupils shrank sharply.