Bend that ghost

Hengshen was brought back to the underworld by Tangtang, and the case of Wen's extermination came to an end, but Wen Zhijiang was not satisfied with it.

Before he had time to ask anything, he was asked to kill Cui Pan. Although he knew that Hengshen was probably out of his mind, he obviously knew something, but he was interrupted by Cui Pan again and again. Hengshen is the murderer, but he still doesn't know the reason for Wen's attack.

Although Wen Zhijiang wasn't a very inquisitive person, this time it was different, it was related to the case of Wen's extermination, and the ending could be described as muddled.

He didn't even have time to say a word of disapproval.

But no matter how reconciled, people are directly thrown down. It is said that the corpses are thrown into Wangchuan to feed the ghosts, and the souls are thrown directly into the hellfire for barbecue.

The result is that anyway, Wen Zhijiang can't get him out and ask him again.

At least the enemy got retribution, even though it was only part of the enemy, as for Li Ming, Wen Zhijiang would naturally continue to investigate.

As long as he still exists, Li Ming may strike again.

In contrast, Wen Zhijiang was more worried about Jian Shaobai's safety. He had been missing for two days, and neither the mortal police nor the spirit police could find him. Maoshan and Yinshan also found nothing.

It was as if he had disappeared out of thin air.

Wen Zhijiang didn't even dare to think about making a person disappear so completely, destroying his body and soul.

The person who was hit the hardest was naturally Qiao Mu. No matter what Qiao Mu said, he was a child whom he had taught him for a month. He searched around without sleep all day long, and even ran into many monster lairs by himself, disturbing the world of spirit mediums and the mortal world. It's all turned upside down.

But the many monsters who have been harmed to the point of restlessness can't tell the pain, and the one who lost is the head of Maoshan, what else can they do besides cooperate?

At dusk, the western sky was filled with fiery clouds, and Jiang's villa was gloomy and gloomy.

Du Xian paralyzed on the sofa, put one hand on his forehead and sighed: "Master Wen, you have to take care of Qiao Mu. This kid Qiao Mu has been teasing the big local monster these two days, and I will clean up the mess for him later. I really can't bear it!"

Wen Zhijiang took a look at the basic information of the various sects in his hand, and replied calmly after hearing the sound: "Isn't Lu Li going to replace you? If we can't find Jian Shaobai, I'm afraid Qiao Mu will not be normal."

Not only Qiao Mu, he was also worried about Jian Shaobai's situation.

Although he is quite capable now, it is a pity that he still does not know enough about the psychic world, so he was left at home to supplement his basic knowledge.

Du Xian propped himself up, and said worriedly: "I think something is wrong with Qiao Mu."

"What?" Wen Zhijiang turned another page. If Qiao Mu remained indifferent, he would feel that something was wrong.

Du Xian was unpredictable and somewhat ambiguous: "Master Wen, don't you think that Qiao Mu cares a little too much about the young master?"

Wen Zhijiang paused, thinking of Jian Shaobai's fair and clean young face, and then said indifferently: "You think too much, how old is Jian Shaobai? Qiao Mu probably raised him as his son."

Du Xian didn't refute, and sighed: "Anyway, if Jian Shaobai can't be found again, Qiao Mu might go crazy."

This Wen Zhijiang agrees, as you can see from Qiao Mu's desperate attitude.

Wen Zhijiang glanced at Du Xian, who had a slightly tired look on his brows, hesitated for a moment, and then said: "Senior, if you have time, go to the ghost market."

"What?" Du Xian was confused for a moment.

Du Xian has been running around with Qiao Mu for the past two days, and Wen Zhijiang has no chance to say it if he wants to. Fortunately, he is free today. He touched the slightly rough pages of the book, "There is a teahouse named Guose Tianxiang, the proprietress... It's called Peony."

The book Du Xian just picked up fell to the ground like a sculpture.

The autumn wind is bleak, and there are no four seasons in the ghost market. Although most people are not dead, they still wear different clothes.

Du Xian's long gown of the Republic of China is not obtrusive in the ghost market, but he still attracted the attention of many ghosts.After all, it looks like a stone sculpture standing motionless in front of someone's door, so it's hard for people not to notice it.

Song Lin led a few old ghosts to fight landlords in the private room in the peony shop, and from fighting landlords to playing mahjong, a few well-dressed old ghosts played cards at this time, shouting a few words from time to time: "Three cakes!"

"Six!"

"Touch yourself! I'm fooling around hahahahaha!"

The corner of Mudan's mouth twitched when she came in to serve tea, showing contempt on her face: "Everyone else is playing Go and chess, but you are doing well. Playing mahjong in my teahouse is really insulting to gentlemen."

Song Lin took off his suit jacket and put his tie aside, got up late with the cuffs of his white shirt, touched a card in his hand, and said perfunctorily, "Hey Peony, why do you care about being polite when you're dead? Learn from Mrs. Lin, playing a few mahjong games can be regarded as a time to enjoy yourself."

Sitting opposite Song Lin, a curly-haired lady in a smoky purple cheongsam and a dark purple fur shawl covered her lips and smiled delicately: "Song Lin is right, eh, that's right, Peony, there's that one standing outside your shop, why don't you go Care?"

Peony poured the tea leisurely, holding the exquisite teapot with her slender fingers, and whispered with a nonchalant smile: "He likes to stand, so let him stand. Since he doesn't come in, why don't I go out to meet him?"

The complexions of several people were a little strange immediately, who doesn't know that Peony looks so charming, but she is actually a little pepper, whoever dares to cause trouble in her shop will turn into an overlord flower in minutes, beating your own father so hard that you can't recognize it .

Seeing the affection in the corner of Mudan's eyes, they immediately understood, Song Lin couldn't help but smiled, threw a card with a snap, and said leisurely: "Come on, Miss Mudan's lover is here, how long do you think the one outside will stand for? "

Several people laughed and teased, but Peony just laughed it off without saying a word.

She had waited in the ghost market for so many years just to catch a glimpse of the person she couldn't let go of.Although the man was right in front of him now, he didn't even have the courage to enter the store to find her.

She turned and went out, her slender hands clenched the hem of the skirt, her slender eyelashes trembling slightly.Peony smiled wryly, looked at the motionless figure downstairs, and secretly said: "If you come in and ask me to explain, no matter what, I will forgive you. But if you still don't have the courage to come in, just think that I have waited all these years for nothing."

She has died once, and she doesn't want to hold on to the mistakes of her former partner. At least she still loves him. This alone is the whole reason why she has waited for so many years.

Peony sighed softly, lowered her eyes and retracted her gaze, and stepped down the steps with lotus steps.As soon as he arrived at the lobby on the first floor, the long dark blue figure appeared in his sight, with a bookish look like ink wash all over his body.

Standing in front of the door, he bent his elbows and rubbed the long gown with some embarrassment, still the same as she remembered back then, and smiled warmly at her: "Peony, don't come here without any problems."

Peony looked at Du Heng quietly with a pair of beautiful eyes, her eyes were flushed, there was no joy of reunion, nor the alienation of years of separation, only the eternal affection.

She and her young man have crossed the yin and yang of life and death, and spent long years, and now they are close at hand, and they can hug each other just a few steps away.

"I thought you were going to be a stone statue outside." Mudan suddenly broke the silence.

Du Xian was slightly stunned, unable to figure out what Peony meant, he was speechless for a while, and laughed: "Uh...I, I'm afraid..."

"What are you afraid of?" Mudan pretended to be angry, but she couldn't help laughing out loud: "You're really a nerd if you don't come in after you get home."

Du Xian was filled with emotions in an instant, and suddenly realized that his previous evasion and hesitation were really ridiculous, Wen Wen smiled and said: "Yes, yes, I stayed, so I came back late."

—Sorry for keeping you waiting for me for so long.

——I have been waiting for you here, never leaving, as long as you look back, you can see me.

……

The night was dark, the cold moon was hanging in the sky, and a lamp with a soft halo was lit in the room. Wen Zhijiang sat at the desk and frowned slightly. He had been restless since dusk, and he didn't know what happened. In short, it is uneasy, as if something is about to happen.

In addition, Lu Li and Qiao Mu never came back, and only sent a message saying that Chu Yan was also looking for Jian Shaobai's whereabouts with them.

After all, he is the young head of Maoshan, so it is not surprising that Chuyan will come, but Wen Zhijiang is a little worried about the uneasy feeling, especially since none of them have come back yet.

Wen Zhijiang couldn't read the book restlessly. He just felt that each word was getting more and more obscure, and he didn't want to read it together. He took out his phone from his pocket and hesitated whether to call Lu Li, but his chest suddenly felt There was a dull pain, as if it had been hit hard, and the phone fell to the table with a clatter.

His pupils shrank, and he curled up slightly with his palms covering his chest.That uneasy feeling finally came true.

The life-and-death contract between him and Lu Li is to bear both the injured and the injured, so the pain and the feeling that the energy in the body was drained just now can only show that something must have happened to Lu Li!

"Lu Li..." Wen Zhijiang murmured a little at a loss, but quickly calmed down, and immediately opened the door and went downstairs.

Jiang Cheng saw Wen Zhijiang rushing downstairs in the living room, and before he could speak, Wen Zhijiang spoke very quickly, "Jiang Cheng, something happened to Lu Li, and when your brother comes back, go to the ghost market and tell Du Xian. This villa has Formation, you activate the formation immediately after I leave, understand?"

In less than a minute, Wen Zhijiang had already thought about all kinds of situations that might happen in the future. If he and Lu Li couldn't come back in time, the two brothers Jiang Chen and Jiang Cheng would be in danger.

Jiang Cheng's expression immediately became serious, and he nodded immediately, but couldn't help asking: "Master, is he alright?"

"It's okay for the time being." Wen Zhijiang looked calm, but for some reason, he always had an extremely weird feeling in his heart.

The first thing he thought of was that Liming had made another move, and took Lu away from the knife.

Fortunately, he could feel Lu Li's reason for the life-death contract. Wen Zhijiang's fingertips were flickering with golden light, and he quickly drew a magic circle with the golden light. In the middle of the magic circle, he dropped the word 'deed', and used the life-death contract to instantly transfer to the side of the contracted person. Wen Zhijiang's last touch on the magic circle, his body also gradually distorted and disappeared.