The black moonlight brother dressed as the male protagonist

The dining room in the prefect's mansion is very large, and the cooks are busy preparing the ingredients for the day on weekdays, but today it is extremely deserted, except for a few brave young doctors who dare to search for the source of the disease, it is no longer as lively as before.

Fangcun has a clear goal, first check the breakfast in the morning, "These ingredients look very fresh, they should have just been delivered to the prefect's mansion last night."

Gan Ting picked up a piece of green vegetable and held it for a moment, "It's the same as an ordinary vegetable, there is no difference."

"The water doesn't seem to be a problem." Qian Jian scooped up a ladle of water, sniffed it close to the tip of his nose, and frowned slightly, "No, the water is wrong."

Fang Cun surrounded him, and there was a bucket of clear water in front of him, without any abnormality, "It looks quite clean."

"It's strange because it's too clean." Qian Jian placed his hand in the water, cast a spell slightly, and the tiny starlight sprinkled in the water.

The water, which was clear a second ago, instantly turned red, as bright red as blood, and even gave off a disgusting stench.

Qian Jian said: "Sure enough, there is a problem with the water."

Gan Ting looked down at a pool of clear water turning red, and asked thoughtfully, "Is there a topographical map of Xianyang City?"

Qian Jian thought for a while, "I vaguely remember that there seems to be one in the prefect's study."

"Walk."

The water flows down the river, and the most urgent task is to find the source of the water source in Xianyang City. However, there are too many wells dug in Xianyang City, and the streams are crisscrossed. If there is no topographic map, it will be extremely difficult to find the source.

study.

"squeak--"

Fang Cun pushed open the door of the study, and as soon as he stepped in, there was a mess all over the floor, as if it had been looted by bandits, the paintings in the Golden House no longer existed, easels fell to the ground everywhere, brush and ink spilled on the ground, black ink stained a large piece of the ground , the flower pot fell to the ground, there were broken tiles everywhere, all the paintings of Ban Laoxia disappeared, and the mountain map hanging under the plaque in the middle was also missing.

"Who the hell is this person? This person is too wicked." Fang Cun cursed.

I really can't figure out how unsatisfactory this person's life is. It's okay to wantonly harm the people and make Xianyang City uneasy, and he refuses to let go of even a few paintings.

There was a parchment scroll lying in the most conspicuous place. Gan Ting walked through the messy ground, and slowly approached the parchment scroll. The scribbled strokes on it seemed poor at first glance, but they cleverly depicted the terrain of Xianyang City.

Seeing that Gan Ting remained still, Fang Cun moved over curiously, "It's a good thing I didn't take the topographic map away, let me have a look."

"The source is in Bahuang Mountain, and there is a waterfall there." Gan Ting didn't wait for Fangcun to study it carefully, put away the parchment, and asked, "Stay between you and Qian in Xianyang City, I'll go there."

Seeing that Gan Ting wanted to leave him behind, Fang Cun immediately said, "No, I'm going too."

Gan Ting immediately refused, "You can't go. The topographical map shows that the man put it here on purpose to lure us over. He has a magic pen in his hand and his spiritual power is not weak. This trip is too dangerous. You stay in Xianyang City well."

Fang Cun looked resolute, "I won't be a fool."

"I'm not afraid of you holding me back, just."

Fang Cun interrupted him, "I know you also think I'm a waste in your heart, and a little tribulation can knock me down."

"That's not what I meant." Gan Ting knew that he couldn't hold back any further, so he had no choice but to give up, "Forget it, let's go."

Seeing the awkward atmosphere, Qian Jian cupped his hands and said, "Don't worry, Little Tianzun and Your Highness, I will take good care of the children in Xianyang City."

Bahuang Mountain is not too far away from the city, Yu Jian flew there in a short while, but the whole mountain is filled with weirdness.

In May, a mountain of red maples bloomed here, covering the mountains and plains like a prairie fire, and the publicity was incompatible with the distant Xianyang City.

Gan Ting looked around thoughtfully, seeing brown branches and red leaves, "This man really likes red."

"Do you mean that this maple tree is fake?" Fang Cun said as he walked to a tree, knocked on the branch of the maple tree curiously, pulled out another maple leaf, and looked at it carefully, "It's the same as the usual one." Like a maple, it's a real tree."

"Shh!"

Thousands of red maples suddenly whizzed up, like red butterflies dancing wildly, and before the two of them could react, a gust of wind was blown up.

Fang Cun covered his mouth and nose, the piece of red maple in his hand was forced to let go, and was caught in the strong wind instantly, entangled them, the sky was full of red, and the trees trembled.

Trapped in the magic circle surrounded by maple leaves, the square inch covered by the rapidly spinning red maple dazzled, the towering vortex hit, and the whistling wind whizzed, Gan Ting threw his sword into the sky and rose up.

Thunder and illusory appearance, electric light intertwined, arrived at the front to resist, crimson collided, and the electric shock flashed.

"boom!"

Weng Ming in the mountains, mourning everywhere

Fangcun, who had witnessed a decisive battle, looked up in disbelief, and the sky was slowly falling with bright stars.

"careful!"

A sword qi slammed down fiercely, but the overwhelming maple leaves covered the sky and covered the sun, surging towards him like a stone like the sea, and there was no time to dodge.

In the square-inch clear and black pupils, there was a terrible red reflection, and the death like purgatory was clearly visible. The maple leaf fell viciously, pressing on him and making him breathless.

"boom!"

Gan Ting withdrew his phantom to block in front of Fang Cun, resisted with thunder, devoured the maple and devoured the wood, and the golden light was overflowing and about to burst. Only then did Gan Ting realize that his spiritual power was disappearing bit by bit.

"boom--!"

There was another loud bang, and the spiritual power in Gan Ting's hands finally turned into nothingness, and he fell to the ground from the sky due to the unbearable force, a mouthful of blood gushed straight onto the red maple.

"Ting!"

The red maple swept like blood, the vortex slowly calmed down, hung upside down in the air, overflowing with brilliance, and slowly condensed into a human shape, to be precise, it was a human fish tail.

"It really is you." Fang Cun supported Gan Ting and glared at him angrily.

Little carp's blood-weeping scales were particularly eye-catching. He held a magic brush in his right hand, and his face was indifferent, not caring about Fang Cun's anger at all.

Fang Cun looked down at the pen in his hand, calmed down, and lowered his voice, "Why did you do this? Didn't you say you want to repay the favor?"

The little carp was silent for a while, then said softly: "Repaying a favor is repaying a favor, and revenge is revenge. The two do not conflict."

Gan Ting wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, raised his eyes and said, "The people in Xianyang City are innocent."

"Aren't we innocent?" The little carp's voice was still soft and soft, but there was a hint of cruelty in his eyes, "If Mr. Shen hadn't rescued him back then, all the carp in Xianyang City would have become prey to the prefect, and none of them would have been spared. , They pierced our chests with long forks and dyed all the water sources in Xianyang City red, this is their retribution."

Gan Ting didn't want to argue with him anymore, so he said calmly, "I'm not judging whether you are right or wrong, I just kindly advise you that this pen is not as responsive as you imagined, it can make you easily stir up storms all over the city, and even more so." It can save you forever."

"I don't care." Little Carp's harmless face was full of innocence, "Stay here well, don't spoil my good things, and I will let you out when the time comes."

"you!"

Before Fang Cun could finish speaking, his eyes were blurred for a moment, and he could only see clearly the outline of the little carp's blood-red human body and fish tail slowly changing into a pair of legs, but before he could see clearly, he passed out.

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感谢在2021-08-0920:54:09~2021-08-1020:36:53期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: -Qwa2;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 422588071 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!