[Heavenly Officials Bless Shuangxuan Tongren] Li Tao

The surrounding Yin Qi is extremely thick, which makes people feel uncomfortable.And this place is clearly very empty, but the air is full of mist, and you can't see your fingers when you stretch out your hands.

Fortunately, there were two wind gods traveling with him. He Xuan sacrificed the fan of the wind master, and said "Wind!"

In this way, everyone can finally see the surrounding scenery clearly.I saw that this was a completely deserted village, except for the towering towers, dilapidated bluestone fragments could be seen everywhere on the ground.The trees were withered, the weeds were overgrown, and a few scattered houses were scattered among them, making it even more desolate and miserable.

On the mountain not far away, there is a thriving peach forest blooming, which is particularly strange compared with the depression here.Xie Lian took a few steps and said, "It's not an option for us to stand here, why don't we go to someone to find out what is going on here."

There are several houses scattered around the building, and the lights are faintly visible inside.There are people who want to come to this place.Upon hearing the words, Shi Qingxuan volunteered, "Let me ask."

Xie Lian smiled and said, "Go and come back quickly, we will wait for you here."

Shi Qingxuan responded, then turned and walked towards one of the earthen houses.Seeing his back in the thin white clothes, He Xuan felt flustered for no reason.

Although part of his luck was swallowed up by the Vernacular True Immortal, the keen intuition he developed over the years is still there.

Thinking of the withered peach blossom, and the vernacular Zhenxian's saying "the soul disappears after death", Feng Shishen felt very uneasy.He said to Xie Lian, "This place is too strange. Qingxuan is injured now, so I am really worried. Your Royal Highness, why don't we go and have a look together?"

Huacheng, who was standing on the side, curled his lips, "What is there to worry about? You are not a child, and you have to go with you when you go to the toilet."

Xie Lian pondered for a moment, and said, "That's right, so many of us went there together, it will inevitably scare the villagers. If Master Feng Shi is worried, you can go over and have a look, we are here to guard."

After hearing what he said, He Xuan had no choice but to offend, and then walked alone towards the house Shi Qingxuan was going to.

He intuited that Huacheng was covering up something.The vernacular is not so simple.Thinking of his tit-for-tat confrontation with Shi Qingxuan, and such a coincidence of appearing in the Bodhisattva Temple, He Xuan became more suspicious of Huacheng.It's just because I'm in the way of Xie Lian, so I can't speak directly.

This place is not psychic, he couldn't think of how to avoid Huacheng from discussing with Ming and Xie, so he had to leave with excuses first, and find Shi Qingxuan before making a fuss.

He walked towards the house that Shi Qingxuan had just passed, but the closer he got, the thicker the fog became.The light in the room seemed lonely, like an invisible light in a thick fog.He was afraid that he would lose the light right under his nose, so he accelerated his pace even more.

At this moment, a scream came from the ear.

It is not absolute to say it is screaming.The whistling sound didn't pass through the ears, but went straight to the brain, shaking He Xuanyuan's spirit, even stronger than the soup Xie Lian had just given.Turning around again, the mist that had been blown away by him condensed again, and it turned out to drown Ming Yi, Xie Lian and others who were chatting under the stairs.

He Xuan was startled, and secretly said: Barrier.

He was hesitating whether to continue walking forward, or to go back first to find out, when suddenly footsteps came from ahead.But he saw a figure in white walking towards him quickly, his face was as white as snow, and his eyebrows were cinnabar. It was Shi Qingxuan.

He Xuan breathed a sigh of relief.It seems that as soon as Shi Qingxuan appeared in his field of vision, his state of mind would suddenly become relaxed and peaceful.

"You came."

Shi Qingxuan looked as usual.He glanced at him and frowned, "Where are the others?"

"Still in place." He Xuandao, "But I think...we should be separated by a barrier."

The two blew away the fog and looked around.Trees are still trees, grass is still grass, and the buildings stand there tremblingly.Only there was no one around, Xie Lian and others were gone, only the howl of the strong wind could be heard, which was particularly frightening in the gloomy village.

"This is the practice field of the Vernacular Immortal, and we are trapped in his enchantment." Shi Qingxuan frowned, "If we go back now, we may not be able to find His Royal Highness and the others. What should we do?"

He Xuan then told him about his doubts about Huacheng.Shi Qingxuan thought for a moment, and said, "Indeed, he can shrink thousands of miles and go straight to the heaven, and he can also collude with priests to undercover, with great powers. Even if he wants to sneak into your Fengshi Palace and fiddle with some hands and feet, it is not difficult. "

He Xuandao, "The undercover agent was killed last time. Could it be that he has other targets?"

"Who knows?" Shi Qingxuan said solemnly, "Besides, if you want to say who can play tricks on the shrinking formation just now, it belongs to him. He stood beside His Royal Highness, secretly changed the formation and sent us here , is not impossible."

He Xuan recalled the positions of several people just now, and it was indeed Huacheng who was most suspected.This ghost king has always been aloof, but this time it has to do with the heavenly priest he hates the most. He should have ignored it, so why did he come along with him?How could you be so kind?

He pondered for a while, but couldn't think of a clue, and said, "I can't find Huacheng anyway, so I should go and find out the news first. What's going on in this area, why did the vernacular immortal send us here. Knowing this, It’s also good to prescribe the right medicine.”

Shi Qingxuan said, "Okay."

So the two walked to the nearest house.Shi Qingxuan stepped forward to knock on the door, and the earthen house seemed to be crumbling, as if it would collapse with more force.He just knocked on the door, and there was a trembling "Who?" Shi Qingxuan smiled at the door, "We are passers-by, and I want to ask you something."

The door opened with a "squeak".A woman's face appeared inside, and that face was already very old, an old woman about 50 years old.But he was indeed full of vitality, he was not a ghost, He Xuan couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief.

"Come in." She said tremblingly.

Master He walked in.The interior of this room is shabby and shabby, obviously not from a wealthy family.It's just that the house is leaning against the peach blossom forest, and there is neither peach wood nor peach wine in the house. There are only some weeds and dead branches in the stove, and a cup of green tea is placed on the table.It looks poor, but it is clean.

"Ma'am, do you live here?" He Xuan asked.

The old woman glanced at him and nodded slowly, "Three generations of my family have lived here and weaved for a living."

Shi Qingxuan asked curiously, "This place is so close to the peach forest. You can live a peaceful life by relying on mountains and eating mountains. Why do you have to work so hard to weave?"

The old woman was silent, her room was full of cloth and silk, and there was no sign of "relying on the mountain to eat the mountain".He Xuan looked around, and there was no one else around except her, and it didn't fit what she said "three generations" lived here.

He knew something was wrong and asked, "Where are the rest of your family?"

"They're all dead."

The old lady spoke in a rough voice.He Xuan and Shi Qingxuan looked at each other.

"How did you die?" Shi Qingxuan asked.

The old woman refused to go into details, and said, "You are passing by, so don't ask any more. Hurry up and leave before it gets dark, this place won't stay."

The more she said that, the more curious they became.He Xuan vaguely felt that behind the old woman's vague words was the truth buried behind the mysterious behavior of the Vernacular Immortal and the abnormality of Huacheng.

Under their unrelenting questioning, the old woman had to use her hoarse voice to slowly tell the legend about the village hidden behind the thick fog.

A long time ago, this place was a rather prosperous village.There is a mountain next to the village, and there is a peach blossom grove on the mountain, where lives a Taoist with powerful magic power.Under the shelter of Taoists, people in the village like to make wine with peach blossoms picked from the fairy mountain. The wine tastes sweet and fascinating.Foreigners often come here admiringly.Relying on this fairy mountain, everyone in this village lives in peace and contentment.

Until about a few hundred years ago, a demon appeared in this place.

Shashen has been an ominous person since he was a child.When he was ten years old, his parents died of a sudden illness, and his family was in decline; the Taoists on the mountain took him as a disciple, but even the Taoist temple was burned to clean; later, even his elder brother, who was dependent on him, died.Everyone said that those who are related to him will never end well.Because of this plague god, the Taoist temple burned down, most of the peach blossom groves withered, fewer guests came to the village, and less income, so the village gradually declined.The villagers resented him for this.

Until one day, a big wine merchant passed by here on a cruise.He tasted the fine wine here, and felt that their wine was delicious, so he waved his hand and bought their secret recipe for wine making. Only then did the village regain income and become prosperous.The peach tree on the mountain also came back to life.The villagers are grateful for the wine merchant, and they all say that he is a lucky star.

By the way, that building is called Qingjiutai. It used to be a well-known restaurant, and it was here that the wine merchant drank fine wine.

After the wine merchant left, the evil god also fell seriously ill and couldn't afford it.Everyone also said that it was the wine merchant's merit, and prayed every day for the evil spirit to die of illness.Later, the evil spirit went crazy and drank alone every day. He was so drunk that he drank to death, indulged in the wine town, and didn't know when it was going to be.One day, he drank a lot of wine on the high platform of that restaurant, and fell down on the wine table just like that, and never got up again.

After the evil star died, the restaurant became a murderous building. People who stepped into the restaurant would be entangled in strange things and die badly; Five or six.As a result, people began to say that this village was haunted by evil spirits; the originally prosperous village gradually became depressed, only the peach trees on the mountain became more and more luxuriant.

The ancients said that the peach tree is the residence of the king.There is a saying that at that time, the evil god drank too much peach blossom wine, turned into a ghost, became a spirit, absorbed the essence of mortals to raise peach trees, and the peach blossom forest was so dense.As soon as the news spread, some people wanted to go up the mountain to cut trees, and some people set fire to the mountain, but without exception, either there was an accident on the way, or they died of a sudden illness.In the end, all the young people with a little bit of enthusiasm left here, and there were only a few families left in this village, surviving on the still prosperous mountain.

"After you rest, get out of here quickly. Remember, don't touch those peach trees, they are evil spirits, so don't touch them!" The old woman hissed, her voice was like a broken box with a leak in the wind, and it sounded terrible.

He Xuan hesitated, "Those peach trees...do they have anything to do with Shashen?"

However, no matter how he insinuated, the other party refused to say anything.

At this time, it was getting dark outside the window, and the crows returned to the trees.The two had no choice but to bid farewell to the old woman for the time being, and walked back along the gravel road.

The Ghost King suddenly spoke casually and said, "What do you think?"

He Xuan knew that what he was talking about was the old lady's rumor about this peach grove.After pondering for a while, he slowly said, "This evil god is really unfortunate, but there must be something to hate for the poor man."

Shi Qingxuan didn't answer, I don't know if it was an illusion, He Xuan felt that the fog around him was a little thicker than before.The two groped in the fog for a long time, but they couldn't find Bei, so He Xuan had to hold each other's hand so as not to get separated.When I touched Shi Qingxuan's hand, I felt the skin in the palm was cold and biting.

But I heard Shi Qingxuan said, "Due to fate, is it his own fault when he is in misfortune?"

He Xuandao, "It's true that fate is too much, but you can also choose to repay grievances with virtue, or repay grievances with grievances. He has been here for hundreds of years, devouring the luck of many people, causing many people to die and their families to be ruined. It may be leaked." A cavity of resentment, but at the same time also trapped myself in the ghost way, beyond redemption."

After he finished speaking, he felt that Shi Qingxuan held his hand tightly.The other party was silent for a while and said, "You just stand and talk without back pain. If you are in misfortune, I don't believe you can still treat the person who hurt you magnanimously."

He Xuandao, "Maybe."

When he was a human being, he was relegated and slandered, and he did complain about others, but more of it was unyielding persistence; in the end, after suffering all the hardships, he ascended to immortality, and seeing the little boys who harmed him in the past was like looking at ants in the dust. disgusted.

Of course, there are reasons for his good fortune and broad-mindedness.Looking back, if he suffered setbacks for a long time at that time, he doesn't know if he would not change his original intention and still hold on to this world.

He Xuan remembered that Shi Qingxuan was also bitter because of resentment, and felt that he had indeed exaggerated just now, so he changed the subject and said, "I just heard that mother-in-law speak, and it suddenly occurred to me that this evil spirit might be the predecessor of the vernacular true fairy. "

"Why?" Shi Qingxuan said.

"The Vernacular Fairy led us here, so this place is naturally related to him." He Xuan pondered, "Look at the ominous atmosphere here, it's actually the lingering resentment of the evil god before he died, lingering in the over the sky, so the residents here either die short or die suddenly."

"The people in this place treated him harshly to death, and naturally the resentment will not dissipate after death." Shi Qingxuan said.

He Xuandao, "That's right. I think his spirit should be attached to the peach trees. The reason why these vegetation prosper is because they have absorbed the luck of these mortals for hundreds of years."

"It's just that when all the ghosts seek revenge, they have their grievances and debtors. If you don't move those weird peach trees, you won't be entangled by evil spirits, and you will be safe. This old lady can live in peace Here, it is because she has not touched any grass or tree on the mountain. If she is like her family and villagers, relying on peach trees for a living, I am afraid that she will also offend the spirit of the evil spirit and die early."

"But...these are just my speculations," he concluded.

Shi Qingxuan said, "You make a lot of sense. I also like to plant peach trees. The trees here, I can tell at a glance that they are full of ghosts, and they must be monsters that have been harmed for a long time."

Hearing what he said, He Xuan couldn't help but glance at him.Shi Qingxuan looked back at him with a smile, "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing." He Xuan said with his head sideways, "It's just...you really understand it very well."

"Oh?" Shi Qingxuan said, "What do you know?"

"The matter of the vernacular real fairy, the matter of the peach tree." He Xuandao, "It is really helpful to be so well-informed. I have to trouble you every time, and I am so ashamed."

Shi Qingxuan smiled happily, "That's true. Didn't you know it a long time ago?"

He Xuan's heart skipped a beat, and he pretended to be calm and said, "What?"

"True Immortal Vernacular." Shi Qingxuan said with a smile, "You already knew about my origin with True Immortal Vernacular, didn't you?"

He Xuan's heart skipped a beat.After thinking about it, he felt that he had covered up the matter very well and never revealed anything.He asked tentatively, "You mean..."

"Don't pretend." Shi Qingxuan said impatiently, "You ask Lingwen about Vernacular Immortal and my brother, she told me."

"..." He Xuan was speechless for a moment.

Indeed, a hundred years ago, he went down to the lower realms to find the mystery of the ascension of his master brother, and he once turned to Lingwen for help.At that time, I didn't know that Lingwen had such a relationship with Shi Qingxuan—recalling Lingwen's sentence "he is a good boy" at that time—it was my own secret.

All he had to say was, "Yes, but I didn't tell you."

Shi Qingxuan said, "What's the matter?"

"I know you... don't want me to know." He Xuan said.

Shi Qingxuan's face became very strange, he bent his mouth and said, "Why don't I want to let you know? I met a vernacular fairy, is it my fault? Is there anything shameful?"

He Xuan was at a loss for words for a moment, and he hadn't figured out how to explain it. At this moment, a trembling voice suddenly came from the thick fog ahead.

"—No good beginning, no good end!"

The face of the wind master changed, and his eyes were like lightning.The moment the thing made a sound, he made a sudden move and grabbed the source of the sound!

"hiss--!"

It's just that it's hard to see clearly in the thick fog.He slapped it with his palm, but instead of grabbing anything, he was bitten by the thing, and there was a sharp pain in his hand.

In an instant, the surrounding fog became thicker.

Shi Qingxuan raised the fan and shouted, "Get away!"

He Xuan changed his face and said, "You are still injured, how dare you act like this?"

"Whispering!" Shi Qingxuan sneered, "Then you feed it your mana and make it stronger and stronger!"

After finishing speaking, he stretched out his ghost fan, and the air blade hit the air, making the sound of steel blades colliding!

He Xuan's eyes were dazzled, and the vernacular immortal couldn't tell if he was elusive in the fog.Shi Qingxuan's skill is very good, like a flying swallow, fighting with that thing in the thick fog, but he was not hurt by it at all.He could only see a wriggling white mist, and there were bursts of ping-pong-pong sounds in the mist.

After a long fight to no avail, he was afraid that something would happen to Shi Qingxuan, so he couldn't help shouting anxiously, "—Shi Qingxuan!"

"What's your name? I'm not dead yet!" A voice called out in the mist.

He Xuan felt relieved when he heard that his voice was fine.However, a scream that seemed human but not human pierced the sky, and the dense fog suddenly dissipated a little. At the same time, the man in white walked out of the fog slowly with a black face and a black object in his hand.

The thing was struggling in its palm in panic, as if screaming silently.

"This is..." He Xuan said in surprise.

"True fairy in vernacular." Shi Qingxuan said coldly, turning the fan into a blade, cutting the black thing in half.

The ghost screamed, and then turned into black smoke and dispersed.I don't know if it was an illusion, but the surrounding fog also instantly faded.

"You broke it?" He Xuan was shocked.

Shi Qingxuan is already strong, but, this vernacular true fairy can infiltrate the Fengshi Palace, and can also set up an enchantment here, it must not be underestimated, but he just... ended it?

Shi Qingxuan's face is still as cold as frost. "I've fought it once, so I can deal with it a second time." He said flatly, "Compared to Mingyi, I'm an expert in dealing with it. Some people don't know how to treat their diseases, but they know how to kill them." horse."

He Xuan was used to his cursing around the bush, so he couldn't help laughing.Just about to praise him a few words, the man said again, "Why didn't you come to me?"

"What?" He Xuan was taken aback.

"The Vernacular Immortal is entangled with you, you would rather go to Mingyi and Xie Lian than to me. Why?"

"This……"

"You said that I am your friend." Shi Qingxuan said, although his expression was calm, He Xuan felt the dark tide surging inside, "I will light the lamp for you, bring you wine, and stab you in the ribs, but you don't even Don't you trust me in this matter?"

His voice trembled slightly, and He Xuan didn't know how to answer for a moment.

The wind master thought to himself, and he was still angry.

Ever since the reunion at Bodhisattva Temple, Shi Qingxuan has always been rather yin and yang, especially towards Mingyi—He Xuan originally thought that he didn't like Earth Master, but he didn't expect there to be such a reason.

Think about it carefully, if he is Shi Qingxuan, he will indeed feel distrusted and angry.

"It's not that I don't trust you." He said, "It's just that if the Vernacular True Immortal entangles a person, it will affect his friends. I don't want to entangle you."

Shi Qingxuan raised his eyebrows.

He said slowly, "That's right, think about you blocking the knife for Xie Lian, betting your life for Lang Qianqiu, and willingly giving up your life to feed tigers for Mingyi. Master Feng Shi has so many friends, it doesn't matter if you are called Baihua Zhenxian. .But only when it comes to me, I don’t want to be entangled.”

He Xuan couldn't help frowning when he heard him talking too much, and said, "Shi Qingxuan."

He said, "You're my friend, and so are they. Can you stop being so vexatious?"

Shi Qingxuan snorted lightly and didn't speak.

He Xuan said again, "I didn't come to look for you because the flower you gave me withered. It's very unlucky. I don't want you to know. It will only make you angry."

Hearing this, Shi Qingxuan snorted. "What's the matter?" he said.

At this time, the dense fog had basically dissipated.A piece of green grass suddenly opened up, revealing a red peach forest.

Shi Qingxuan casually snapped off a flower from the peach tree beside him. He Xuangang wanted to tell him not to touch the weird peach tree, but he seemed to notice something, and suddenly fell silent.

The ghost king stood among the colorful fallen flowers, his long hair fluttered wildly, like a peach blossom with a human face.Just listen to him chuckle,

——"Didn't I tell you? If you want flowers for wine making, I have plenty here."