The spare tire is broken [Quick Transmigration]

In the room, the veils and candle shadows have all disappeared.

Cheng Muyun's mind was so shaken that he didn't even have the energy to maintain the illusion here.

He was silent, looking at the little Taoist priest lying on the tattered wooden bed, and then raised his hand to take off the nameplate from the little Taoist priest's waist.

It turned out that this little Taoist priest was called Xu Fu, and judging from the ornamentation, he was the chief disciple of this generation.

Cheng Muyun sighed and said, "I'm still the chief at this level, and the Lushan faction is in danger."

The system said strangely, "Yeah, so who did it?"

Cheng Muyun smiled frivolously, "Me, this little Taoist priest is not bad, I decided to keep him."

"What do you want to do, Lushan faction is miserable enough, let them go."

Cheng Muyun ignored him at all, got up, and took a red wedding dress from the closet beside him.

The wedding dress is very exquisite, red brocade with gold silk embroidery on it.As for how the wedding clothes came from, it was naturally sent by some people who never forget Cheng Muyun. They couldn't get around the peach blossom forest, so they stayed in the woods.

Cheng Muyun took all of them and threw them in the room, which came in handy at this time.

He directly put the red wedding robe over Xu Fu's blue Taoist robe, and then snapped his fingers between his eyebrows.

Xu Fu opened his eyes and met a pair of smiling eyes.He froze for a moment, a little dazed, but he quickly reacted.

"Ghost! What did you do to me!"

Cheng Muyun looked at the emotional little Taoist priest, and said gently: "I am very satisfied with you, and decided to keep you as one of my husbands."

As soon as these words came out, Xu Fu was extremely shocked. He subconsciously covered the lapel of his clothes and stepped back, "You, you, what did you do to me? Shameless!"

After pinching, he realized that the touch of his palm was not right. Xu Fu lowered his head in a daze, and found that he was actually wearing a bright red wedding gown.

The smile on Cheng Muyun's face became heavier, and he continued to tease the stupid little Taoist priest, "Don't worry, I will choose a satisfactory candidate after the worship hall, and I will take your virgin body."

His eyes swept across Xu Fu's belly, making the shivering little Taoist subconsciously pull the quilt over his lower body.

Cheng Muyun got up and said: "Since you will be one of my husbands from now on, I will show mercy and let go of your fellow disciples."

He walked to the door and turned back, "As for you, just be honest and don't make me angry, be good."

In the peach blossom forest, a few little Taoist priests who were tied into a pile were still drooping, bored and hot.

"Do you think Eldest Senior Brother will really be broken into a virgin body?"

"I heard that people who are entangled by erotic ghosts die of exhaustion. Before death, only a piece of human skin and bones are left. It's too miserable. No, let's fight and go in to save the big brother."

"Probably not. I think that ghost just now is quite elegant, and it didn't hurt us, and the soul body doesn't have any bloody aura. It should be a ghost cultivator following the right path."

"Take the right path? That ghost cultivator who walks the right path belongs to a flamboyant ghost. I think he is just greedy for the beauty of the elder brother."

There is really no confidence in saying this, Xu Fu is handsome, but he is still far behind that ghost.

Just as they were arguing, the door of the house creaked open.

The figure of a white-clothed boy appeared. He was leaning lazily behind the door with an oil-paper umbrella, his clothes were a little loose, and he looked amorous when he looked up.

A little Taoist whispered, "Brother so fast?"

"……,Shut up."

Cheng Muyun is not afraid of light, but it is already noon, and the strong yang energy in the sun will make him uncomfortable.Holding an umbrella, he stepped out of the threshold and walked under the peach blossom tree.

The little Taoist priests sitting under the tree all looked up at him in a daze. In their trance vision, they could only see peach blossoms all over the sky, a yellowed oil-paper umbrella, and the person under the umbrella looking down.

The human face peach blossoms each other.

At this time, the cheeks of the little Taoist priests were flushed.

Someone moved his eyes away in a panic, gritted his teeth and cursed in a low voice: "As expected of a ghost that confuses people's hearts, let Eldest Brother go!"

Cheng Muyun was not annoyed at all, and said with a smile: "I am very satisfied with Xu Fu, I want to keep him as one of my husbands, you his natal family, just let him go."

The little Taoist priests were all dumbfounded, not knowing whether they should be surprised by "being a husband", "one of them", or "mother's family".

In short, under the trance of everyone, the figure of the young man in white disappeared.

That house was also hidden in the depths of the peach blossom forest, and in a blink of an eye, they had already appeared outside the peach blossom forest.

***

Lushan faction.

Chang Qing was drawing a talisman, and he was very steady, but within a short time, he had already drawn a stack of talisman paper.

He put down the cinnabar pen and sighed with his hands behind his back.Now the Lushan faction can only draw these low-level exorcism talisman papers.

Chang Qing walked to the window, looked at the bright moon in the sky, and couldn't help but go back to many years ago.The Lushan sect at that time was one of the best Taoist sects at that time, and each of his senior brothers and sisters could draw talisman paper.

Even if the disciples who have gone down the mountain to practice are not superb in Taoism, with the talisman paper protection, as long as they don't encounter big monsters, they don't have to worry about their lives being in danger.

Now he can only go down the mountain to practice with only the elementary exorcism talisman, which makes him very worried.

Chang Qing sighed, thinking of the accident many years ago, and felt that the Lushan faction was self-inflicted.He obviously got a genius like Cheng Muyun, but he treated Cheng Muyun like that because of Tang Xi.

It's not surprising that Cheng Muyun took revenge on them.

He also knew that Tang Xi was the reincarnation of the only son of the previous head, who died in order to suppress the big monster that endangered the Lushan faction.

Brothers and sisters should treat Tang Xi well, but they should not be generous to others and force Cheng Muyun to treat Tang Xihao and save Tang Xi's life.

This incident can be regarded as karma. The Lushan faction survived because of Tang Xi's previous life, but it came to an end because of Tang Xi.

Chang Qing took it very lightly, and only supported it out of responsibility. If one day the Lushan faction really came to an end at his hands, he would probably leave in a free and easy way without any regrets.

He got up, went out of the house, and habitually turned around the row of wooden houses outside.

Chang Qing pushed open the door, and saw that the person lying on the bed was quiet through the gap, frowned slightly, and walked in.

The dim candle was lit, illuminating the face of the man on the bed.

It was an extremely old face, dying, like an old tree that was about to die.

Chang Qing asked in a low voice: "Senior Brother Zhou, how are you doing?"

no response.

He bent down slightly, breathed out, and the slight breath brushed over his fingertips.

And gas.

Chang Qing felt relieved, turned and left.

Every night, he has to do a routine checkup. These senior brothers and sisters have aged like ordinary people after losing their cultivation.Not long ago, the oldest second senior brother died of old age on the bed.

Before he died, he tightly squeezed Chang Qing's hand and murmured: "Cheng, Cheng, Cheng Muyun... have you found him?"

Chang Qing shook her head, "Never."

After that day, Cheng Muyun never appeared again, and no one knew his whereabouts.Even after Ji Changhuai went out of the customs, he searched for a full ten years, but no trace of him was found.

Chang Qing didn't know whether these senior brothers and sisters were looking for Cheng Muyun out of hatred or guilt. In short, there was only a dull look in the cloudy eyes of the second senior brother before he died.

He recovered from the memory, turned and left.When the door was closed, someone rushed in yelling.

"Master, the master is not good! Brother, he was bewitched by the erotic ghost, and he is going to be one of the lords of the erotic ghost!"

After chasing the little Taoist who came in, he slapped him on the back of the head, "What nonsense are you talking about! It's obviously that sexy ghost who forcibly detained the senior brother!"

Chang Qing felt his brows twitching, suppressed his anger and said: "You yelling, what's the proper way, stand still, and speak slowly."

***

Another few days passed.

Cheng Muyun's life remained unchanged, he confuses people, collects tolls, and releases them.

During the period, several Taoist priests from the Lushan sect came, including Xu Fu's master. Cheng Muyun still collected his energy and let them go, not even letting them see the door of the house.

The days passed day by day, as plain as water, except for the addition of a little Taoist priest named Xu Fu, who always babbled that he shouldn't take this detour.

Cheng Muyun used Xu Fu as a blood bag when he was tired of hearing it, sucking in some energy would make his legs weak for a few days, and he had no time to talk about it except for meditation.

The system is also very confused, and has no idea what Cheng Muyun wants to do.

Today, no one passed by the Peach Blossom Forest, the little Taoist priest Xu Fucai was sucked in, and he was recovering in his room.

Cheng Muyun was bored to origami paper figurines in the gazebo in the courtyard, folded one, put on the eyes, and when it landed, it turned into a pretty little maid.

The little servant girl blessed her body, "What are your orders, my lord?"

Cheng Muyun waved his hand, "Go and watch at the door. If there is a Taoist priest in green clothes, um, who looks like this, you can lead him in."

The little maid took the picture scroll Cheng Muyun handed over, and left in response.

Cheng Muyun looked at her back and said, "According to the time, it should be almost here."

System: "Who? What have you been doing lately?"

"Wait for someone."

"Wait for who?"

Cheng Muyun raised her chin, and pointed to the direction of the room where Xu Fu was staying, "Wait for his ancestor, Chang Qing, to restore the plot, you must meet the key plot characters, right?"

The system was shocked, "Ah, so you detained Xu Fu to attract people to your door."

Cheng Muyun: "Otherwise?"

"I, I, I, I thought you were really using him as a blood bag for your cultivation."

It has to be said that although the Lushan faction has declined, its mentality is still one of the most pure. Cheng Muyun has gained more cultivation base from the young Taoist priest, which is more than the sum of the previous years.

"It's all there, but my purpose is to fix the plot. Since I can't leave for the time being, of course it is more appropriate to lure people to the door."

Over the past few years, Cheng Muyun discovered that the house here has a strong confinement ability, and it is generally impossible to leave this place if you are not a ghost king.

His memory has never recovered, so he can only make some adjustments in the plan, from leaving to attracting people.

At this moment, the paper figurine on the table spoke, and it was the voice of the little girl who had just left.

"Young master, that man is here."

"Well, bring it in."

Chang Qing followed behind the little maid, on the surface she was calm, but in her heart she was secretly shocked.

The ghosts here are not trivial, and the whole mansion is full of yin, and given time, it will definitely become a ghost king.In Qingzhou territory, no ghost king has appeared for many years, so I don't know if it's a blessing or a curse.

The only good thing is that there is no bloody atmosphere around here. It seems that the ghosts are not bloodthirsty, and there should be no hatred in their hearts.

Chang Qing thought about whether he could persuade the ghost to let go of his obsessions and enter reincarnation voluntarily.

The little maid in front of her stopped and said softly, "My son is right in front."

Chang Qing came back to his senses, looked up, and saw a young man in white in the gazebo, just from the back, he could see the peerless demeanor, he was worthy of being a prostitute.

He held his breath, and silently practiced the Qingxin formula, so as not to be charmed by ghosts, "Changqing, the head of the Xialu Mountain sect, came for the disciples of the sect..."

Before he finished speaking, the young man in white turned around.

The Qingxin Art that Chang Qing was running was suddenly in chaos, and he almost spit out a mouthful of blood.His whole body was stiff, and he swallowed the sweetness in his mouth with difficulty. After a long time, he murmured a few words.

"Cheng, Cheng Muyun?"