Raiders White Moonlight Master

A column of soldiers marched into the West District, causing the little ghosts to talk about it.There are faceless ghost soldiers and faceless ones. The faceless ones are the ones Shen Baixing and the others have seen in prison. There is only a ghost fire on his neck.

"Hey, have you seen these two people?" The soldiers carrying the portraits of Shen Baixing and Shan Yuan knocked on doors.

"No."

Dust accumulated on the second floor where the ghosts had lived for a long time, and the ghostly soldiers downstairs fell on the ghost soldiers when the wind blew.He twirled the fly ash between his fingers, caught a glimpse of footprints on the stairs, and waved his hand: "Go upstairs and check."

The wooden steps that have been in disrepair for a long time made a muffled creaking sound, which made people wonder whether they would suddenly break in the next moment.After checking the roof tiles a few times, he pushed open the window with both hands, and his lean body turned into the room, landing very lightly.

Shan Yuan swiftly dug Shen Baixing out of the bed, and with one arm around him, he led the man to the bottom of the bed.

As soon as he hid on his side, the searching soldiers kicked in the door, slammed the door frame to pieces, and kicked up a cloud of dust.The loud noise made Shen Baixing frown in his sleep, and before he could speak, he was covered by a dry palm.The bed board was very low, the floor was covered with dust, Shan Yuan's back was pressed against the cold floor, and Shen Baixing lay unconsciously on his chest.

"My lord, someone lived here."

"Check the resident register, which ghost lives in this room."

Books that were five fingers thick and two palms wide floated in the air. The soldiers poured spells in, and the books were opened in an uproar, densely packed with small characters neatly arranged.

Several pairs of eyes glanced over, and someone said: "There is no record in the resident register."

At this moment, Shen Baixing, who was hiding under the bed, opened his eyes ignorantly. He was not tied with white gauze, so he couldn't see.If it weren't for the aura on the apprentice's body that was too familiar, Shen Bai would have had to slap him. However, the shock he has suffered now is not small.Anyone who sleeps soundly will subconsciously rebel when they open their eyes in a small space full of damp and musty smell.

Putting his hands on his thick chest, Shen Baixing wanted to sit up, but he didn't want the hand on his lower back to exert force suddenly, pressing him tightly on the spot as if it was about to be cut off.Unable to move, there was thin clothing under the buttocks, the heat of the skin was clearly felt, and when he realized where he was sitting in Shanyuan, Shen Baixing's ears turned red.

Shiny black pupils glued to Shen Baixing's face, Shan Yuan moved his legs and saw that his master was stiff.

"My lord, they escaped through the window!" A soldier walked around the screen and pointed at the open casement.

"Chase!"

Walking eagerly to the first floor, soon there were only Shen Baixing and Shen Baixing left in the room. The hands covering their mouths were finally released, and Shen Baixing finally breathed smoothly and inhaled air vigorously.Because of the slight suffocation, there was clear water in his eye sockets, and the skin of his waist, which was held vigorously, was already bruised.Shen Baixing was annoyed by the thriving and hot objects, he reprimanded in a low voice, "You can't take care of the things on your body?"

"The disciple is weak in heart."

The good sentence "willingly and powerlessly" clearly means to resist with full energy, but Shan Yuan actually opened his eyes and said nonsense, which made Shen Baixing even more dissatisfied, "Let go of your hand and let me go out."

"Master, wait first."

"Why... um!"

The big hand covered Shen Baixing's mouth again, and only heard the sound of ghost soldiers leaving and returning, rushing into the house in a mighty manner.

"My lord, they really ran away."

The leader's face was full of frost, "Report to Mr. Zhao, saying that we have found clues, and requesting more search personnel."

"Yes."

The human voice faded away again, and after learning a lesson, Shen Baixing was not in a hurry to get out from under the bed.After half a cup of tea, he finally couldn't hold back anymore, leaned into his apprentice's ear, and whispered, "They won't come back again, right?"

"Ah."

Because Shen Bai was lucky to be on top, he got out first, touched the edge of the bed with his hands back, and sat down slowly.The clothes were dirty and uncomfortable against the skin, Shan Yuan took out two sets of clothes from the ring.

The color of his clothes is monotonous, most of them are black. At first glance, he looks ordinary, but the clothes given to Shen Baixing are much more exquisite.With the white silk tied behind his head, Shen Baixing finally had some light in front of his eyes. In the dim light, Shan Yuan took off his shirt and turned his back.Mai Se's body is tightly muscled, full of strength as he moves to put on clothes, Shan Yuan is like a vigorous and menacing beast, only one person pretends to be false.

"Master, this disciple found information about Xue Wu'er, which is related to the Ghost King Hall." Shan Yuan turned around as he spoke, his belt fell to one side and was not fastened, revealing his skin from the collarbone to the waist of his trousers.He approached Shen Baixing frankly, "Back then in Qing'an Town, Xue Wuer's identity was doubtful. My disciple saw that she hadn't played tricks for so many years, so he ignored her. After speculation, she probably ran into the gate of hell by herself. of."

The apprentice's abdominal muscles blocked Shen Baixing's eyes majestically, making it extremely difficult for him to move his eyes away, and he said "um" absent-mindedly.

"The disciple couldn't understand the meaning of the master, can you explain it more clearly?" Shan Yuan moved closer as he spoke.He was already tall, but at this moment he bent down and looked down at Shen Baixing, which made the latter feel oppressed and his heart beat faster.

In order not to embarrass himself, Shen Baixing said with a straight face: "You are obstructing my teacher's eyes, stay away."

Shan Yuan smiled, as the other party wished.

With the persecution gone, Shen Baixing thought about what his apprentice said just now, and said: "Xue Wuer is a ghost after all, when we see Ah Shui to discuss it, if she agrees, we should leave the underworld as soon as possible."

"What if Ah Shui disagrees?"

Shen Baixing was silent.

Shan Yuan: "What if Ah Shui is involved in the whole thing? What will Master do?"

Shen Baixing was stopped by three questions in succession, and after a while, he recovered his voice, "I can't think of the reason why Ah Shui cheated us into the underworld." In order not to let Shan Yuan feel that he was favoring Ah Shui, Shen Baixing had no other choice, Said half-truthfully: "Before I left, my teacher asked Dan Feng about your illness, and said that there might be a cure for you in the underworld. So even if Ah Shui doesn't lead us in, as a teacher, I still have to make a breakthrough."

Staring at himself with deep eyes, Shen Baixing walked to the window with a guilty conscience, a few steps away from his apprentice.

"Master is so kind."

"...Well, it's good that you know." Said so, but Shen Baixing didn't think so in his heart. For a monk who doesn't plan to get married for the rest of his life, there is nothing more gratifying than an apprentice not thinking about himself.Of course, Shen Baixing could only think about these words, if he dared to say them, Shan Yuan's temper would have to be strong.

The huge radiance of the Ghost King Hall radiates into the four districts, and its strength is different every once in a while.Shan Yuan has observed that this place is exactly the opposite of the human world. When night falls in the human world, the underworld will be more lively, and the light in the central area will be brighter than ever.

Shan Yuan and the others will lose more life span if they stay for one more day. Because of Ah Shui's pills to resist Yin Qi, the loss of lifespan is slower, which is not a big problem compared to monks who can live for hundreds of years.

In the ghost world, Shen Baixing relied on Bigu Dan to fill his stomach, and every time he missed the meals made by his apprentices, he would swallow his saliva in disappointment.In order to return to the human world quickly, he continued to send Shan Yuan to follow up on Xue Wuer and Ah Shui, and went to the bank of Wangchuan River alone.

Inside the blurry bronze mirror, a face like a bright moon rising from dust appeared.Shen Baixing touched his face and sighed, if he went out like this, he would definitely attract the attention of passers-by, since he wanted to observe secretly, his appearance must be covered up.

At this time, he had to admit that Shan Yuan was thoughtful when packing his luggage, even Shen Baixing's previous curtain was stuffed into the storage ring.With a thought, the white curtain fence instantly appeared in his hands, and he tied it carefully, Shen Baixing chose to walk in dimly lit places.

Avoiding the ghost soldiers who were looking for the street, Shen Bai was lucky enough to touch around the Naihe Bridge.But seeing the white-haired old woman tirelessly scooping up the Wangchuan water, and then boiling it into a clear Meng Po soup, some souls who refused to drink were directly whipped down by the ghost, and even if they were not good enough, the ghost could be thrown into it. Bloody yellow Wangchuan, if you are not honest, you have to be frightened to be honest.

While the ghost shadows were shaking, two portraits were pasted on a black notice board.Looking at it from a distance, Shen Baixing felt that the faces of the people above were somewhat familiar, but when he looked closer, it was clearly his and Shan Yuan's faces!

"Reward Order" was hung in three blood-red characters above Shan Yuan's head, and the amount of the reward was written underneath.Different from his apprentices, Shen Baixing discovered that the bounty offered to him was actually more money, and the money in the ghost world has merits besides paper money.The so-called merit, as the name implies, means that a person who has done good deeds in life, enters the underworld after death, and the officials guarding the evil mirror platform will see how much merit a ghost has, so as to judge whether the reincarnation is good or bad.

Therefore, merit is very important to a ghost, and it is not easy to exchange it, but Shen Baixing discovered that "one hundred merits" was written under his reward order!

Not only himself, but the ghost next to him was also discussing, "I have never seen a reward for meritorious deeds, who is this ghost? Can have this kind of treatment."

"Tsk tsk, look at how good Sheng is, if you can't guarantee it, the reward is made by the Ghost King Palace."

"The gang of ghosts are looking for beauties everywhere, and it is very likely that they have taken a fancy to her face!"

"..."

After hearing a few words, Shen Baixing felt that he had become the favorite of all the ghosts, and they all wanted to catch him and collect the reward money.He hurriedly left the vicinity of the notice board, searched around and finally saw a ferry boat parked in the river.

There are ghost generals guarding the Naihe bridge, of course it is safer to walk by water, Shen Baixing thought so, taking advantage of the ghost generals to interrogate the other little ghosts, he dodged and hid behind the pillars beside the ferry.

The two banks of the Wangchuan River seem to be two worlds, the side near the gate of ghosts is extremely deserted, and the bright red flowers of the other shore are reflected by the river.The lonely ghosts among them clamored to drag the people on the ferry into the water, but they couldn't do what they wanted, so they could only watch the ferry carry people across the river again and again.

Because most of the ghosts crossed the bridge, very few people crossed the river by boat, and there was only one dilapidated Upon boat.

The piercing wind blew to the river, and the boat with a lantern hanging on the bow turned back. Shen Baixing quickly came out from behind the pillar, and said to the boatman, "I want to cross the river."

The punter was a little old man, with a bamboo pole on the board, holding a pot of wine in his hand, drinking happily.Hearing people's voices, looking with cloudy eyes, he looked Shen Baixing up and down, and waved his hands.

Taking out the banknotes from his sleeve, Shen Baixing handed them over.

The old man shook his head, "Today's number of passengers is full, come back tomorrow."

It was the first time I heard that the number of ferry boats was limited per day. Under the curtain, Shen Baixing was surprised, "I didn't know before."

"New ghost, in today's world, boaters don't make money, and no ghost is willing to do such a laborious and low-cost job. It's just that the old man has no ability to be around. In order to drink more wine, he spends his time on the river every day. I'm exhausted." The boatman sighed, picked up the jug and drank with his head up, a few drops of wine leaked from the corner of his mouth, and was quickly wiped off by his sleeve.

"It's so little money to stay a few more times, and it's not much less if you stay a few times less. Anyway, tomorrow's wine money is enough, why should the old man bother himself. You leave today, come early tomorrow, I can still give you a ride .”

Shen Baixing: "...if I pay you for tomorrow's drink, will I not be able to cross the river?"

The old man continued to shake his head.

"Pay you half a month's drink bill, can't you cross the river?"

Hearing this, the boatman got excited and said loudly: "Come on!"

Shen Baixing thought with a blank face, there is nothing wrong with the saying that money can make ghosts grind.

The loud sound attracted the attention of the guards at the bridgehead, Shen Bai was afraid of being recognized, so he hurried towards the boat.

"Master, slow down, be careful where you step, if you fall into the river, it's not a joke." The old man said as he brought the lantern over.

The silver-white light illuminated the path under his feet, and Shen Baixing noticed that the lantern contained not candles, but a large number of rotten butterflies.He stepped on the boat with both feet, and seeing the old man staring at him straightly, without pushing the boat, he said, "What are you still doing?"

The figure was pulled out of the elder by the halo of the lantern, half in the water and half on the shore, the boatman trembled his fingers, and suddenly burst into a scream: "You are not a ghost!"

Shen Baixing looked in the direction the other party was pointing at, and his expression changed abruptly due to the shadow that could not be faked.

Just in time, a gust of wind blew up the white gauze curtain over his head, revealing his face in the first snow and bright moon.Raising his eyes inadvertently, his light brown eyes met the ghosts on the bridge, one of which was holding a reward order.The ghost looked at Shen Baixing, then at the portrait in his hand, and called out louder than the old man, "It's him!"

Immediately, countless pairs of ghost eyes looked at him, as if Shen Baixing was a treasure that was rarer than real gold and silver.The ghost people all know that compared with a hundred merits, silver is an insult to merits.