Bend that ghost

On the top of Damao Peak, the main peak of Maoshan Mountain, there is a strong night breeze, thousands of lights, and dim candles are lit in the Sutra Pavilion, which rarely allows people to enter. Two figures stand opposite each other, and then a hoarse old voice comes out: "You Why not save them?!"

With an angry look on his face, Zhengyang stared at the black-robed figure opposite him.

The man in the black robe was unmoved, and the outline of his face was still blurred, as if there was a mass of rolling mist under the black robe.He laughed happily: "Why save? Elder Zhengyang, don't forget our plan, if a Jian Shaobai can sacrifice, then what are those guys?" He paused, a smile added to his voice Meaning: "Don't forget, our plan requires sacrifice, and they should be proud of their sacrifice."

Zhengyang's face softened a little, and he obviously agreed with these words. He said kindly and kindly, "Forget it, if you can get rid of so many ghosts in one fell swoop this time, they deserve to die. Then what are you going to do about Yinshan?" ?”

"Naturally, the water on Yinshan's body should be dirtier, and it won't be washed away." The black-robed man chuckled, and slowly raised one arm, revealing the white and well-proportioned young palm under the black robe, facing the dark corner slightly. One tick.

A lifeless figure like a puppet slowly walked out from the corner, dressed in Taoist robes, with a sluggish face.There is a very thin purple-red line mark on the neck, if you don't look carefully, you can't even see it.

Zhengyang was taken aback, frowned slightly and said, "Chuyan? Why is he here?"

"Of course I'm here to investigate you. Paper can't cover fire, and our plan has been accelerated." The voice of the black-robed man was slightly deep, vainly treacherous: "I can't keep this Chuyan."

Zheng Yang nodded, as if what was to be sacrificed was not human life, he was indifferent.

"Go, kill Gu Yun and Gu Qing."

There was a slight ripple in Chu Yan's unwavering eyes, and he replied dully: "Yes."

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Wen Zhijiang originally wanted to ask Elder Chuyan how the situation was, but before he could speak, he was interrupted by Feng Zhen, but the instigator did not overhear the sense that something was wrong in the corner, and even said excitedly: "Well, the Maoshan you just mentioned, Is it a Taoist priest from Maoshan Taoist temple?"

For a long while, no one spoke.

At this time, Yinshan needed disciples, and Feng Zhen, a son of a rich family with Feng's backing, was undoubtedly a good candidate.

"Second Young Master Feng." Wen Zhijiang opened his lips, and Qing Lingling's eyes were indiscriminate between joy and anger, adding a sense of mistyness, and said softly: "Listen to me, don't meddle in this matter anymore."

Even Jiang Chen's Jiang family has been tripped up repeatedly, if Feng Zhen set foot in the world of psychics, Feng's family might be dragged down too.

Seeing Wen Zhijiang open his mouth, Lu Li knew that the young master's soft-heartedness had fallen again, he sighed secretly, and echoed, "Yeah, the journey of cultivating the Tao is not easy, if you only do it for the so-called curiosity, you can avoid it." Bar."

"Who said I'm just curious?" Feng Zhen asked back with a strange expression, with a bit of longing in his eyes: "I have a goal!"

"What's your goal?" Lu Li asked patiently. If the kid didn't answer well, he didn't mind throwing it out.

Feng Zhen was a little excited in vain, he clenched his fist and waved it, with a determined expression on his face: "I want to save the world!!"

There was silence all around.

Jiang Chen tilted his head silently, looking out of the window for some bright sparks, he really didn't know the husky in front of him.

The atmosphere was silent for a few seconds, and suddenly there was a chuckle, Lu Li couldn't help laughing and said, "Second Young Master Feng, have you...watched too many Marvel movies?"

He never thought about saving the world.

Feng Zhen wasn't shocked at all, she didn't panic at all, and said solemnly: "No, I just want to save the world, destroy demons and bosses!"

"But cultivating Taoism is more than that." Lu Li held the coffee cup in front of him with both hands, and tapped the body of the porcelain cup with his fingertips. He listed in detail: "Cultivating Taoism also requires crossing the soul and enduring suffering. Maybe you are saving the world, but No one will know you, pay attention to you, sing praises for you, if so, would you still be willing?"

Feng Zhen nodded hurriedly, and said with no surprise: "I know, I don't want others to see me as a hero."

This time Lu Li was also blocked.

He has never seen such a selfless hero who doesn't ask for anything but just wants to save the world. What kind of obsession is this?

Very complicated.

Seeing that Lu Li had no choice but to take Feng Zhen, Wen Zhijiang hesitated for a moment, thinking whether he should just take him under his family, and then Yinshan would have an ally of the Feng family.

"Look." Jiang Cheng said suddenly, pointing out the window, "Who is that?"

Immediately attracting everyone's attention, a figure outside the window slowly approached the villa, moving quickly and with a clear goal, heading straight for the villa.

"Hey." Lu Li got up and went to the window to look out, he said in astonishment, "...is that Chuyan? He's back?"

"What?!" Qiao Mu stood up and rushed to the window, although only a faint figure could be seen from a distance, but the outline of his figure was indeed somewhat similar to that of Chu Yan.Qiao Mu tried hard to suppress his excitement, and said nervously: "Chuyan is back, is it...does Xiaobai have news??"

"It's possible, let's go down and have a look first." Lu Li replied, looking at the figure, he never felt an indescribable strangeness.

Chu Yan, who was investigating Jian Shaobai's whereabouts, came back suddenly, and Qiao Mu couldn't wait to welcome him out. The two teenagers in the living room saw a figure rushing out of the door like a gust of wind, and even the people behind were in a hurry .

There was only one Feng Zhen, who was confused.

"What happened?" Gu Qing stood up and asked, feeling a little solemn because of the atmosphere.

While chasing Qiao Mu, Lu Li said, "It seems that your elder Chuyan is back, let's go and have a look."

As a result, the people of the whole villa came to the gate vigorously, removed the barrier and opened the door to welcome Chu Yan, which can be called a welcome to the emperor.

"...What is Chu Yan doing?" Qiao Mu stopped suddenly. He was the one walking in the front, but he suddenly stopped and caused all the people behind to stop.

Everyone heard the sound and looked, and they could already see that the man was Chu Yan, with unhurried steps, no waves on his wrinkled face, dull expression, and a cold long sword in his hand.

It's not the usual mahogany sword and copper coin sword, but a real sword.

"No... what is he trying to do?" Lu Li secretly said that it's not good, why did Chu Yan come back like a puppet after going out this time...

and many more!

puppet? !

Puppetry? ?

Lu Li's face turned livid, and he shouted, "Be careful, something is wrong with Chuyan, he might be under control!"

As soon as Lu Li's voice fell, Chu Yan, who looked like a walking corpse, suddenly raised his long sword, and the cold blade flashed coldly, aiming at Gu Yun's throat, who was staring wide-eyed and dazed.

He suddenly rose up and spared no effort to take people's lives.