The black moonlight brother dressed as the male protagonist

Chi Xiu's reminder turned everyone's attention to the window, and there was a black shadow hidden in the hollowed-out pear-blossom window.

Hei Ying also seemed to realize that he was exposed, and quickly fled away. Xu Zinian and Gan Ting immediately got up and chased after him.

Fang Cun didn't care about it, and let them chase after him, exhausted, "Chi Xiu, tell me the truth, will this curse be life-threatening?"

"No, don't worry, but you still have to break the curse as soon as possible."

Chi Xiu's answer gave Fang Cun a sedative, got up and said, "Then I'll help Gan Ting."

"Wait." Chi Xiu stopped him, "I can't meddle in the affairs of this world, but I still want to remind you, be careful of Xu Zinian."

"Xu Zinian?" Fang Cun thought for a moment, nodded, turned and walked out the door.

The Sun family courtyard is deep, the promenade winds and turns, the green leaves are green and tender, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, but Fang Cun's mood is not high,

He lowered his head and recalled every detail about the Sun family in the book, trying to find clues about the man in black.

silver needle.

No.

But the Sun family did have a vengeful spirit who could spell spells, and his combat power was not high. He was eliminated by Gan Ting in two or three strokes, and he read it in the book, so he didn't remember much.

But he vaguely remembered that the fight scene was in the Sun family's underground treasure house.

"Immortal, Immortal."

A group of black and white people rushed to interrupt Fangcun's thoughts, surrounded him, or held up long sticks, or drew long knives, knelt down, cried and bowed down, looking like they were the servants of the Sun family .

"Immortal!...Miss, how is she?"

The dozens of people around who bowed to him in unison, Fang Cun was really frightened by this battle, and quickly helped them up.

"You guys get up and talk first."

The servant who was lifted up by him said tremblingly: "Immortal, Miss...Miss, she is in danger of her life."

Fang Cun frowned and said, "Don't worry, she will definitely wake up."

"I beg the immortal to save the young lady."

As they said that, they began to kowtow to him again like garlic. Fang Cun thought that Sun Wanjing was loved and loved, but he didn't expect what the servant said next to make him lose his eyes.

"Miss, if... If there is any wrongdoing, Madam will beat us to death when she comes back tomorrow..."

"Help me, immortal."

Fang Cun couldn't stop them, watched each of them kowtow desperately to him, and agreed, "You can rest assured, she will definitely wake up before tomorrow."

Fang Cun suddenly thought of something, "By the way, where is the Sun family's underground treasure house?"

The servant had tears on his face, he was embarrassed and cautious, "This... the god forgives the sin, we have to report to the master..."

"Take the fairy over there."

When the servants heard the sound, they divided into two realms and bowed down together.

A middle-aged man with a serious face came out of it, wearing a gray robe, exuding the demeanor of a general who should not be underestimated. He looked at him carefully, and he probably belonged to the head of the Sun family, Sun Baibian, General Sun.

"As long as the little girl is saved, I will give it as a gift with a thousand gold orbs." Sun Baibian nodded slightly, "Please help the immortals."

Fang Cun nodded, the owner of the house spoke, and the servants raced against time to guide him.

"Immortal please."

"Since the mad Taoist said that the young lady would be stabbed to death by a needle point, the master vacated the treasury and specially came to lock the spinning machine. After locking the spinning machine, it has become evil there, and there will be rustling sounds every night. , very bluffing."

Fang Cun said: "The Sun residence is haunted?"

The servant turned pale with shock and waved his hands again and again, "Immortals can't talk nonsense."

Fang Cun touched his nose, and caught sight of Gan Ting and Xu Zinian walking on the roof beam.

They didn't seem to catch up, and the man in black had disappeared.

"Gan Ting!" Fang Cun raised his hand and shouted towards the beam.

Gan Ting stood on the high beam and looked down at him. The time was good, and the black clothes looked less repulsive in the warm sun.

Of course, according to international practice, Xu Zinian will always stand next to the leading actor.

Fang Cun suddenly thought of Chi Xiu's warning, and shouted: "Xu Zinian, go catch the man in black, I have something to say to Gan Ting."

Xu Zinian frowned, "It took so long just now."

Gan Ting stopped and said, "A Nian, you can go."

Xu Zinian glanced at Fang Cun vigilantly, said nothing, and bowed slightly, "Yes."

After Xu Zinian left, Gan Ting jumped down from the beam and stood firmly in front of Fang Cun, "Tell me what it is."

The servant pointed to a grass hole not far away that was covered by weeds, "Immortal, the treasure house is right there."

Gan Ting took a step closer, "What's going on there?"

Fang Cun replied, "The man in black is inside."

Gan Ting doubted, "Are you sure?"

"Go in and see if you don't know."

The servant was a little trembling and didn't dare to move forward, Fang Cun thought about it and let him go first as he didn't have anything to do.

There are too many weeds in the cave in front of the treasure house, which cover it tightly. From a distance, you can't find anything unusual. From a close look, it just looks like an ordinary cemetery covered with grass. Even if there are thieves who come to steal, He should just say something unlucky and then turn around and leave.

Fang Cun had no taboo, approached and pushed the weeds away with bare hands, the dust accumulated on the vegetation rose up, Fang Cun covered his mouth and coughed a few times.

Gan Ting squinted, a little puzzled, "You used to be very clean, even if there was only a little dirt on your shoes, you would take a bath immediately. For this reason, the emperor issued a strict order not to allow a speck of dust to appear in the Tiangong, so the Tiangong has always been clean and bright. "

"Don't allow a speck of dust to appear in Tiangong?" Fang Cun doubted his ears a little.

This is a bit perverted, not only Fang Shenyue is perverted, but everyone around Fang Shenyue is perverted.

"I'm not the emperor's son, am I?"

Other than that, Fang Cun couldn't think of any reason to convince himself that Fang Shenyue, a man with too many things to do, has survived without being beaten.

But Gan Ting didn't answer, "You love cleanliness so much, but you did this for Ms. Sun, when did you meet?"

Fang Cun patted his palm, shaking off all the dust in his hand, "Didn't I say that she is my sister, of course I want to save her."

Gan Ting obviously didn't believe this fool's nonsense, and stepped forward to help him deal with the weeds.

Sun Baibian really has a big heart to use this place as a treasure house. To remove the weeds, there are only a few wooden boards blocking it, nothing else.

I don't know what rare treasures were stored in it before, but now the treasure house has been occupied by textile machines, and the Sun family has a big business, at least hundreds of textile machines have been discarded in the treasure house, they are all piled up randomly, there is no light inside, and it looks gloomy .

Fang Cun was also afraid to move forward, "The man told me just now that there are often noises here."

"call--"

There was a sound of flames jumping, and the gloomy side suddenly turned the clouds into the sun, and a half-arm-high spark jumped above Gan Ting's right hand.

Fang Cun looked at Huo Hua and touched his chin, "I only remember that you killed that wraith very quickly, but I forgot what that wraith is."

"I?"

Fang Cun nodded and patted Gan Ting on the shoulder, "Why don't you give it a try?"

As for the male protagonist, the most important things in his body are disaster and luck. Gan Ting rolled his eyes, didn't want to pay any attention to him, and walked straight in.

"hiss--"

Something scratched Gan Ting's clothes, he leaned out to shine the light, and saw a long, thin and sharp silver needle cut the hem of his clothes, making a big gash.

"There are too many needles here." Gan Ting tore off the torn cloth under the hem, "Be careful, don't get scratched."

Fang Cun found it strange, "Is the sun coming out from the west?"

Gan Ting clicked his tongue, and couldn't bear it anymore, and wanted to curse.

"boom!"

A loud noise interrupted the conversation between the two of them. A loom in front of them was blown to pieces. Behind the loom, a woman in red got up with disheveled hair, wanting Gan Ting to rush over.

The woman yelled: "Why do you have to tear up the clothes? It was done by others. Why do you have to tear them up!"

"Be careful." Gan Ting pulled Fang Cun behind him.

"Wu Ling is a girl?..." Fang Cun poked his head out to look around, the girl rushed over, her fingernails were almost on Gan Ting's face, but Gan Ting was still blushing and heartbeating.

Fang Cun couldn't help asking: "Are you a little too calm? Do you need to take out your sword and fight her?"

"She doesn't have strong spiritual power, so she can't hurt us."

"Snapped--"

As soon as the words fell, sure enough, the girl tripped over the loom and fell face to the ground.

Fang Cun looked at her in pain, and was a bit tangled whether to help her, but unexpectedly, the girl threw herself on the ground and began to cry.

Fang Cun was at a loss for what to do with this crying, so he hurried over to help her up.

Although she is a vengeful spirit, her face is not as terrifying as an ordinary ghost, and she is quite delicate. Xiao Jiabiyu is so pitiful, she pushes away, with tears in her eyes, and walks towards Gan Ting, "I'll help you sew."

Gan Ting glanced at his torn clothes and ignored her.

Fang Cun persuaded: "Take it off, it's just a robe, you're still shy."

Gan Ting just refused to take it off, her face was full of displeasure, the girl was about to cry again, Fang Cun walked over helplessly, and raised her hands on Gan Ting, "Come on, brother, help you take it off"

"You!" Gan Ting knocked his hand off.

"Okay, don't be angry. Ms. Sun is really important to me, so just help me once."

Fang Cun coaxed and lied, pretending to be pitiful, Gan Ting was so annoyed by his appearance that he took off his robe and threw it on Fang Cun's face.

Fang Cun handed it to the girl with a heartless smile, "Here."

"Thank you." The girl took it and walked to the nearest loom. Just as she sat down, the loom started to creak despite no one operating it.

She threaded the silver needle with her hands and helped Gan Ting sew clothes.

Fang Cun leaned closer, "Girl, what's your name?"

"My name is Lian'er, Fang Lian'er."

"Coincidentally, my surname is also Fang." Fang Cun moved a little closer, "Then why are you trapped here?"

"I, our grandparents have been weaving girls in Sun's family for generations."

Fang Cun was afraid of mentioning her sadness, so he asked cautiously: "Then how did you die...?"

Fang Lian'er was taken aback when she heard the words, put down her clothes, and fell into memory.

"The general said, if you want to take me as a concubine, I swear to the death..."

Although her eyes were sad, she said it calmly, Fang Cun couldn't believe it, "Forcibly accept you as a concubine?"

Fang Lianer nodded.

Fang Cun recalled Sun Baibian's general demeanor, and scolded: "It looks like a sanctimonious man, but I didn't expect it to be a beast."

"Miss, do you know Sun Qiong?"

Gan Ting's sudden words made Fang Lian'er's face change suddenly.

"Naturally, I know that 500 years ago, General Sun Qiong ascended to immortality. This is a legend that the Sun family often talks about."

Gan Ting walked up to Fang Lian'er, and snatched the silver needle from her hand involuntarily.

"It's not a legend for a girl. The one who took you as a concubine was actually Sun Qiong, right?"