Sitting on a treacherous minister and good time

He has been hiding until now, and he is worthy of being a formation master. He actually researched the ancient teleportation formation and connected it with the space formation. "

"Then Steward Wu, what should we do?" Little Wolf was confused, but he seemed to understand these words very clearly in his mind, frowned a little annoyed, stretched out his hand from behind, and held Song Jing's, this made me feel better.

"The gate of life to the gate of death is a teleportation device. As long as you stand in the right place, you can activate the spirit crystal and be transported to the space opened by Bai Langlang." Wu Qihan has seen a few people, Xiaolang, Song Jing, Tantai Qingyan , Bai Li, and Tantai Chunshui floating in the air, said indifferently, "The number of people entering the two gates must be balanced. We have six people here, that is to say, three people from the life gate and three people from the death gate."

"Go in now." Wu Qihan looked at Song Jing, "Do you have a spirit crystal?"

"Yes." Song Jing smiled slightly, pulled the little wolf, let the spring water float with her, carried the Lingjing, walked to the position of Shengmen, and stood still, looking at Wu Qihan leisurely, "You really made up your mind Don't you think it's better for him like this, at least for now, he's something you can touch."

"He is not him now." Wu Qihan's tone could not hear sadness and joy, and his ordinary face was silent, "The person who can touch is not him, why bother to maintain false appearances to deceive yourself, what resolution can you make?"

He turned around and hugged Tantai Qingyan and walked towards the gate of death, Bai Li followed him and stood on the side of the gate of death.

"It's started." A spirit crystal appeared in Wu Qihan's hand, and at the same time, a square spirit crystal appeared in Song Jing's hand, and milky white light lit up around them, gradually enveloping the figures of several people, and the next moment , the flower sea regained its calm, except for the trampled and broken flower branches, there was no trace of human existence anymore.

050 White Acacia

The white light receded, and the scene in front of me was like a small rural residence, a row of bamboo buildings, clear pools, bamboo forests, medicine gardens, broken flowers in bright and light colors, scattered everywhere.Elegant and leisurely, it seems that after a long time away from the smoke and dust of the world, it actually shows a bit of cleanliness and tranquility.

"Is it in that bamboo house?" Song Jing was looking forward to it. He wrote about such a flamboyant person, who carelessly teases and ridicules monks in the world. No matter how you say it, he should be a wonderful man with a unique personality, worthy of friendship. Woolen cloth.What's more, with so many people here, their hope lies in his medical skills.

"Don't underestimate such a short distance." Wu Qihan reminded in a low voice, "Bai Langlang is good at medicine, poison, and formation. Such a short distance may cause people to die thousands of times."

"Isn't it enough to find someone?" Little Wolf stared at the bamboo building not far away, "How about we fly there?"

"Don't they know how to place restraints in the air?" Song Jing poked the little wolf's forehead with a funny hand, "Idiot, let's try to shout first. If the little wolf comes to shout, it's not easy for ordinary people to refuse the little wolf's request, right? "

The little wolf looked at Song Jing half-understanding, pursed his lips, and called towards the direction of the bamboo building: "Mr. Bai, we are here for medical treatment, please come out and see me."

As soon as the voice fell, there was movement under their feet.

A man in black silk clothes, neat and smooth clothes, without any wrinkles, white and delicate skin, slowly rising from the ground, dark eyes hidden deep inside, like an ancient nobleman coming out of a black wooden coffin Sit up, elegant and gorgeous.

"Xiang... Si?" The little wolf's eyes widened, and his voice suddenly increased: "Xiangsi—Xiangsi is Bai Langlang?"

"Who could be that dead ghost." Xiangsi adjusted her clothes before answering in a nice low voice, "Why did you come here? It's amazing to find this place."

"What's the matter, do you know each other?" Wu Qihan looked at the calm and indifferent Acacia, feeling as if he had walked into a cemetery. In a cool and dark environment, he saw the corpse of an aristocrat who was sitting up slightly with an elegant posture. Condensed and clear, forming a strange visual gap with the thin black clothes that outline the figure.

"It's not considered acquaintance. I only know that he is called Xiangsi." Song Jing smiled playfully, "Xiangsi, for the sake of acquaintance, you should tell me seriously, what is your identity?"

"Come with me." Xiangsi turned and led the way, "Since the dead old man said something at the beginning, the promise he made should be fulfilled. Come to the bamboo building, let's sit and talk slowly."

Follow behind Xiangsi, follow his footsteps, the restrictions along the way are temporarily lifted, no longer dangerous.

Went up to one of the bamboo buildings, Bai Li stood on the bamboo building, the white clothes set off the verdure of the bamboo building, it was extraordinarily harmonious, the straight back, the lonely and beautiful face, it seems that once, he used to be a tough and noble pale man Bamboo lived.

The decoration inside the bamboo building is simple, but stones of various sizes and odd shapes are hung on the beams, and they are hung high and low above the head by thin wires.

Sitting down on the soft cushion, Xiangsi said unhurriedly: "I am Bai Langlang's adopted son, and I have inherited his poison and formation skills. The Bai Langlang you are looking for has passed away many years ago." gone."

"Dead?" Song Jing was startled, and then asked with a strange expression, "Isn't Bai Langlang a monk?"

Such an astonishingly brilliant character, so mad and flirtatious that most people in the cultivator world couldn't tell the difference between east, west and north, but he died?Such a gap, as if a peerless master was killed by a newborn baby, is a fantasy.

"Do you want to think about it carefully? How many years has it been since that dead ghost disappeared in the monk world and released that painting?" He is obsessed with the study of medical formations again—if his cultivation has fallen, it will be difficult to not die. The arrangement of fate, life span cannot be regained by simple medical skills.”

But obviously he is a medical practitioner, a man who can bring the dead back to life, yet he died so easily.Song Jing sighed softly, did it come for nothing this time?

Brother's scar, Chunshui's five senses, are there no hope?

Bai Li sat calmly, his eyes were firm and determined, even if there was no hope of getting rid of the scars, he would still not give up dancing, and would still use his own strength to blaze a trail on the dance path.

"You haven't learned Bai Langlang's medical skills?" Little Wolf looked at the inexplicable emotion in Song Jing's eyes, and asked anxiously, "You are also his adopted son after all."

Xiangsi raised her eyebrows and said innocently: "But I'm really not interested in saving people, and I've never been able to learn it. I don't have talent."

"In this case..." Since the person with rejuvenated medical skills is no longer there, there is no point in staying any longer. Song Jing was about to leave when she saw Acacia's playful smile——

"Captain Snake and Scorpion, I'm not the only one here." Xiangsi raised her hand and stroked her delicate chin, "The dead ghost old man also has a biological son, but he has completely inherited his mantle."

Song Jing looked at Acacia: "Is he here?"

"Yes, yes." Xiangsi drooped her eyelashes and said in a low voice, "but he has a weird personality and is volatile, so he may not agree to your request. Even if his father made the promise, it's none of his business, so it's hard to agree Well. He occasionally travels outside hiding his identity, and got the name of a ghost doctor, have you heard of it?"

Wu Qihan looked at Song Jing: "It's very troublesome."

"Like?"

Wu Qihan had a slight smile in his black eyes: "I once found a commission in the Tantai family's external commission letter. It was a task entrusted by a big noble family. The task required hunting down the ghost doctor. No information can be given. The appearance is still the appearance after the disguise, so there is no way to count it."

"What did he do?" Little Wolf was curious.

"It is said that ghost doctors have always liked to cure unknown diseases. It happened that a young lady in a noble family was suffering from a strange disease. The ghost doctor passed by the place and went straight there. Of course, the ghost doctor cured the lady smoothly, but because in the treatment , the noble lady has a good impression of the mysterious ghost doctor, so she wants to keep the ghost doctor and marry her."

"Because the ghost doctor is also very famous in the upper circles, the aristocrat who dotes on his daughter agreed to his daughter's request. Although the ghost doctor refused very cleanly, they still messed around and forcibly detained him."

"The ghost doctor is a monk, and it's easy to leave. But after he was imprisoned, he actually agreed to the marriage. Then on the night of the wedding bridal chamber, he left halfway. The lady was so sad that she locked herself in the embroidered building and shed tears every day by the window." , never see outsiders again."

"Is this a story circulated outside?" Xiangsi giggled, "Family ugliness should not be publicized, that guy is sure to take revenge, and he holds revenge very much. Especially the noble women will take revenge for their kindness and mess around. How could he let them go so easily?"

"Then, let's tell the real story." Song Jing curled her thin lips, just how far did the ghost doctor go?

051 Smiling Fox

Xiangsi smiled and narrowed her eyes: "My little junior brother, on the night of the bridal chamber, the noble lady who was waiting for him on the bed moved a knife from head to toe, forcibly turning a girl into a young man Well, the reason why the noble woman never sees others is because she dare not see them, right?"

"It's...ruthless..." Song Jing sighed, "But people who don't have long-sightedness should be taught a lesson."

But I like the intractable disease-

"Can you ask him to come out?" Song Jing chuckled, "Maybe he is in a good mood and wants to help?"

Chun Shui's five senses, and the scar of his brother imprisoned by the forbidden technique, must be very appetizing to him, right?

When Song Jing was speaking, a communication jade talisman flew out of Xiangsi's hand.

Then the next second, in the next bamboo building