Go to Kaifeng to be a civil servant

It was cold in the middle of the night, the waning moon hung high, and the bleak night wind swept over the eaves, rolling up pieces of autumn leaves, swirling and falling to the ground.

At midnight, the streets of Bianjing were pitch black, and everything was silent, only the sound of "Dangdang" drums came from afar, echoing in the streets.

"It's dry, be careful with candles—"

An old man over fifty years old was walking from the end of the street. The lantern in his hand was shaking with his steps.

"It's dry and dry, be careful—"

"Hee hee hee……"

Suddenly, a voice came out, half a smile but not a smile, and the cold penetrated into the bone.

The old man suddenly stopped in his tracks and shouted, "What, what?!"

The panicked voices passed across the dead silent street, making it even more dead silent.

No one, nothing, no wind, no sound.

The weird voice just now seemed to be an old man's hallucination.

"call--"

The old man took a long breath, wiped the cold sweat from his brow, and continued walking with the lantern in his hand.

"Dry weather—be careful—"

"Ha ha ha ha ha--"

There was another weird laugh, piercing into the ear, the previous one seemed to be several feet away, but the next one seemed to ring in the ears.

"Who's there?!"

The old man suddenly raised the lamp and shone indiscriminately. Under the shaking and weak light, the street ground was pale, just like the old man's complexion at this time.

"Ha ha--"

Two dry, sneering sneers blew into my ears without any warning, the old man's hair stood on end, he turned his head suddenly, the lantern in his hand was thrown out in an arc, fell to the ground, and went out with a puff .

In an instant, the street was pitch black, and only the faint outlines of the houses on both sides of the street could be barely seen by the faint moonlight, as if ghosts and ghosts haunted the street.

Beads of sweat slid down the old man's forehead, and the rapid panting sounded like a bellows, wheezing and wheezing in the silent street.

"Hehehe...hehehe..."

The laughter sounded again, this time the old man could hear clearly, it was a gloomy female voice.

"Who, who, who?!" the old man screamed.

"Hee hee..." The laughter seemed to be blown away by the wind, and it quickly circled around and floated behind the old man in an instant.

"Hahahaha……"

The old man shook violently all over, clearly feeling a cold and damp object slowly touching the back of his neck.

The touch gradually slid forward along the neck, slowly across the old man's Adam's apple, chin, nose tip, and finally stopped in front of the old man's eyes.

The old man's eyes were bulging, bloodshot, and his breathing was stagnant. He watched the object slowly stretching in front of his eyes.

Wet, cold, blood red—

That, that is obviously a tongue.

And behind the tongue, there are a pair of pupils glowing red, like a ghost.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!" The heart-piercing screams resounded throughout Bianliang City accompanied by the old man fainting to the ground.

-

The autumn scenery is good in the morning, and the wind and cicadas are exposed in a garden.

Autumn is crisp and clear, with light clouds and light wind. It was a good day, but Mr. Gongsun, the Chief Registrar of Kaifeng Mansion, was in a gloomy mood.

In the flower hall, Mr. Gongsun sat down at the desk and carefully looked at the bill in his hand, frowning into a knot.

"Dynasty, what is this?"

"Mr. Gongsun, this is the maintenance fee for the training ground." Wang Chao said with his head down.

"I only repaired it three days ago, why do I need to repair it again, and it still costs so much?!" Mr. Gongsun raised his eyebrows and raised his voice slightly.

Wang Chao's figure shook, and he was speechless.

Mr. Gongsun glanced at Wang Chao, lowered his voice, and asked again: "Wang Chao, what's going on?"

This question almost made Wang Chao, an eight-foot-tall old man, cry.

Seeing Wang Chao's eyes flushed, looking at Mr. Gongsun pitifully, he choked up and said, "Mr. Gongsun, you should quickly think of a way!"

"What?" Mr. Gongsun was taken aback.

Wang Chaoyi sniffled: "It's all because of Mr. Zhan, Jin Qian and Bai Shaoxia."

"Uh?"

"Mr. Gongsun, you also know that Mr. Zhan goes to the training ground every night to personally supervise Jin Qian to practice kung fu, but since they came back from Hangzhou, for some reason, Bai Shaoxia also goes to join in the fun every night, and every time he sings against Mr. Zhan, Mr. Zhan asked Jin Qian to walk on the plum blossom pile to practice underhanding, while Bai Shaoxia wanted Jin Qian to practice lightness kung fu. Mr. Zhan taught Jin Qian how to practice swords, and Bai Shaoxia insisted on teaching Jin Qian how to use knives. If you two say something, he He choked, and after a few words, he broke into a fight—oh, Mr. Gongsun, you also know that Mr. Zhan and Bai Shaoxia are well-known masters in the world. When these two fight, That is when the world changes color, ghosts cry and gods howl like a surging river..."

"Cough!" Mr. Gongsun coughed dryly.

Wang Chao suddenly stopped talking, with an embarrassed expression on his face: "Bah, bah, Mr. Gongsun, don't take offense, it's all... He heard too much of Jinqian's 'Bianjing Cat and Mouse Shocking Night' joke, so he just said it for a while—— "

"Huh—?" Mr. Gongsun narrowed his eyes slightly.

Wang Chao hurriedly lowered his head: "That's, that's, that, Mr. Zhan and Bai Shaoxia have been discussing so much, that...the facilities of the martial arts training ground are completely lost, and there is no time to rescue them, so, so..."

Mr. Gongsun sighed secretly: "Why didn't you report back earlier?"

Wang Chao pursed his lips, feeling very aggrieved: "When Master Zhan and Young Master Bai were sparring before, even if Young Master Bai struck fiercely, Master Zhan must have a sense of proportion. Who would have thought that Master Zhan would somehow... ..." Wang Chao patted his head, and finally found a suitable adjective, "Being more ruthless than Bai Shaoxia..."

Mr. Gongsun frowned slightly, glanced at the documents in his hand, then turned his head to look at Yan Chasan who had been sitting behind the side case silently helping to sort out the paperwork, and asked, "Brother Yan, why don't you go to Hangzhou later, show me What kind of enmity did the guards have with Young Master Bai?"

Yan Chasan put down the brush in his hand and shook his head: "According to what Yan knows... probably not."

"Then Guard Zhan and Captain Jin—the two of them—?" Mr. Gongsun asked again slowly.

"Everything is as usual!" Yan Chasan straightened his back and raised his voice slightly.

Mr. Gongsun narrowed his phoenix eyes slightly, paused, looked back at the dynasty, and said: "I already know about the repair fee, you just—"

"A-choo! Choo! Choo!"

Suddenly, several sneezes sounded outside the door, interrupting the second half of Mr. Gongsun's sentence.

Mr. Gongsun let out a long sigh, and said: "Zhao Hu, come in."

"Mr. Gongsun—" Zhao Hu walked into the flower hall with a red nose, and greeted in a heavy nasal voice, "Brother Wang, Brother Yan."

"Has the wind and cold improved?" Mr. Gongsun asked.

"It's better than the day before yesterday." Zhao Hu sniffed, "But Zheng Xiaoliu's illness seems to have worsened, and he can't even get out of bed today, so I invite Mr. Gongsun to take a look."

"Aggravated?" Wang Chao wondered, "Didn't Jinqian give Zheng Xiaoliu a bowl of special decoction at dinner last night, saying that the absolute medicine will cure the disease, why did it get worse?"

"Strange to say!" Zhao Hu shook his head and said, "When Jinqian came yesterday, Zheng Xiaoliu said that the room was very cold, and then shivered all over, and the typhoid fever worsened at night—" Zhao Hu scratched his head, " Speaking of it, it seems that as soon as Jinqian enters the house...there is, there is a sinister wind—ah!!"

Speaking of this, Zhao Hu's complexion changed, and he looked at Mr. Gongsun with horror on his face, "Thinking about it, Zheng Xiaoliu and I are also very sick! That day Master Zhan, Jin Qian, Bai Shaoxia and Brother Yan returned home, and we Zheng Xiaoliu happened to meet him at the gate. As soon as Zheng Xiaoliu saw Jinqian, he was very happy and went up to hook Jinqian's neck. I went up and patted Jinqian's shoulder twice, and then...then I felt a gust of wind blowing behind me, and the hairs all over my body stood on end. Woke up, went back to the room at night and fell ill, Zheng Xiaoliu also contracted the wind and cold at the same time-could it be, could it be that Jinqian has the psychic power of ghosts and gods, so the yin energy in his body is too heavy, so, so when he is close to Jinqian, there will be a yin wind? "

"This..." Mr. Gongsun frowned and looked at Yan Chasan.

Yan Chasan coughed dryly twice: "Lieutenant Jin is a strange person in the world, uh...the power of ghosts and gods, you can't believe it, you have to believe it."

Zhao Hu nodded vigorously: "Brother Yan is right, what he said is right!!"

Mr. Gongsun, who looked at Yan Chasan, frowned even tighter: "Brother Yan, Captain Jin..."

As soon as the conversation started, there was a rush of footsteps outside the door, and a person rushed into the flower hall with a loud voice.

"Mr. Gongsun, hurry up and think of a way. If this continues, the job of patrolling the streets will be impossible!"

But I saw a person rushing in quickly, with a black face and black beard, big arms and round waist, it was Zhang Long.

"What happened?" Mr. Gongsun frowned.

Zhang Long gasped for two breaths, and then he said loudly with a look of shock on his face: "Oh, my grandma, today's street patrol almost killed me!"

Everyone in the room was stunned at the same time.

"What, what's the matter?" Zhao Hu snorted, with a look of astonishment.

"What's going on?" Chao Chao rolled up his arms and sleeves, "Could it be that someone is causing trouble?!"

"That's not—" Zhang Long gasped for breath twice, "It's Mr. Zhan, Mr. Zhan—ah—"

"How about Zhanwei?" Mr. Gongsun asked.

"Ah——" Zhang Long patted his thigh, "Early this morning, it was Jin Qian and I's turn to lead a team to patrol the streets. As soon as we arrived at the door, we met Mr. Zhan who had delivered the package to Mr. Zhan, and Mr. Zhan said that he would Patrol the streets together, let's just go together, but you say it's weird, Mr. Zhan patrols the streets on weekdays, he responds appropriately to the people's health and wellbeing, and is very kind, but today, Mr. Zhan, Mr. Zhan—"

"Zhang Long, stop talking like a bitch!" Wang Chao raised his eyebrows, "What's wrong with Mr. Zhan?"

Zhang Long stared wide-eyed: "Master Zhan—he just laughed!"

"Hey?"

Mr. Gongsun, Yan Chasan, Zhao Hu, and Wang Chao all looked puzzled.

"Laughing... so what?" Yan Chasan asked.

"How?! The big thing is not good!" Zhang Long raised his voice and shouted, "Master Zhan usually smiles at people, which is good enough, but today, Master Zhan's smile is like... like... ah, yes It's like being wrapped in honey, smoked with good wine, the eyes are swept away, the lips are hooked, oh my dear, not to mention those people who rarely see Mr. Zhan on weekdays, even the brothers in the mansion You guys, all of a sudden, even the bones are brittle, and there are a few incompetent nosebleeds—"

Speaking of this, Zhang Long involuntarily touched his nose and found that there was no foreign matter before continuing, "The entire street patrol team is surrounded by the people on the third floor and the third floor, and there are many big girls and young wives." The aunt, aunt, and young man yelled and insisted on getting close to Mr. Zhan! The scene was a mess! In the end, it was Jin Qian who quietly threw a few skunk bombs and smoked a way, and then barely broke out of the encirclement, and you chased him all the way. I chased him to stop me from rushing, and escorted Mr. Zhan back to the study in extreme danger—"

Speaking of this, Zhang Long let out a long breath and looked at Mr. Gongsun: "Mr. Gongsun, hurry up and persuade Mr. Zhan, don't, don't laugh when you go out in the future, if you want to laugh, just laugh in the house... Inappropriate, inappropriate , Laughing like that in the mansion will make everyone make mistakes! Mr. Zhan, it’s better to smile less, a little less!"

The room was silent.

Wang Chao and Zhao Hu were dumbfounded, and their spirits flew into the sky.

Mr. Gongsun frowned deeply, held his forehead, and asked slowly: "What happy event did Zhan Wei meet before patrolling the streets with you?"

"Happy event?" Zhang Long looked puzzled, "No!"

"Think again."

"No, really not!"

"What did Colonel Jin do before patrolling the streets?" Yan Chasan suddenly asked.

Mr. Gongsun suddenly raised his eyes and looked at Yan Chasan.

Yan Chasan hurriedly lowered his eyes.

"Jin Qian?! Hey, what can that kid do? Isn't it just flattering Mr. Zhan and giving Mr. Zhan the breakfast buns he kept in his possession, nothing special." Zhang Long replied.

Yan Chasan's eyebrows twitched slightly.

Mr. Gongsun glanced at Yan Chasan quietly, and looked away: "I will talk to the guards of Zhan."

"Then there will be Mr. Lao Gongsun!" Zhang Long cupped his fists.

Mr. Gongsun nodded, and said to Zhao Hu:

"Zhao Hu, I'll let you see Zheng Xiaoliu's condition."

Before the words fell, I heard a shout from outside the door:

"Mr. Gongsun! Mr. Gongsun!"

Mr. Gongsun raised his eyebrows, raised his eyebrows, and said angrily at the visitor: "What's the matter?!"

Everyone was shocked, and turned their heads to look at Mr. Gongsun who had lost his image for the first time.

Ma Han, who rushed into the door, was even more surprised. He looked at Mr. Gongsun for a moment, and then stammered: "Yes, someone from the palace sent a message, please Mr. Bao, Mr. Gongsun and Mr. Zhan enter the palace together. -"

Mr. Gongsun swept his phoenix eyes slightly around, cleared his throat with drooping eyes, and returned to the gentle and gentle Chief Master of the Kaifeng Mansion, and said slowly, "Let's go now."

After finishing speaking, he took a few steps outside the door, and then turned his head to show Yan Zha a three-pointed and three-pointed smile: "Brother Yan family, you stay in the flower hall later, and I have something to ask you when I come back."

Yan Chasan's eyelids twitched, and he hurriedly lowered his head and cupped his fists: "Yes..."

When Mr. Gongsun left in a hurry, the four major captains immediately surrounded Yan Chasan.

"Brother Yan, have you offended Mr. Gongsun?" Wang Chao said kindly.

"Brother Yan, let me tell you, when Mr. Gongsun smiles like this, there is usually nothing good!" Zhao Hu rubbed his red nose with a sympathetic expression.

Zhang Long patted Zhao Hu on the forehead: "What nonsense are you talking about! If you let Mr. Gongsun hear it, you will definitely be overwhelmed!"

"I'm not wrong..." Zhao Hu scratched his scalp, a little aggrieved.

"What does Mr. Gongsun want to ask?" Ma Han pulled his long face with a deep expression.

"It must be a big deal!" Dynasty concluded.

"This..." Yan Chasan squeezed out a wry smile, "I'm afraid it has something to do with Captain Jin..."

"Jin Qian?" Zhao Hu thought for a while, and his face changed, "Could it be the evil wind brought by Jin Qian?"

"Uh..." Yan Cha was speechless.

"Speaking of which, the matter of the martial arts training ground has nothing to do with Jin Qian!" Wang Chao nodded.

"..."

"That's right, that boy Jin Qian must have put some kind of weird medicinal powder into Master Zhan's steamed buns, that's why Master Zhan was... so abnormal today! I knew that kid Jin Qian was full of bad things." !” Zhang Long was indignant.

"That's right, that's right!"

"It's all Jin Qian!"

The four captains formed a circle and began to denounce the various evil deeds of a certain sixth-rank captain.

Yan Chasan quietly retreated from the four of them, walked to the door, and looked up at the sky.

Mr. Gongsun will not be...

Ugh……

-

And a certain sixth-rank captain, who was being criticized collectively by the four major captains, was taking stock of the income and expenditure accounts of his party in Hangzhou in his own room.

"49 taels, 50 taels... 55 taels... 60 taels, 61 taels, 62 taels—62 taels—ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! The white bone claws of Jiuyin clawed into a chicken coop: "Damn Daweiding and Yizhimei, they actually extorted the dowry money when they got married, and forcibly extorted 300 taels of snowflake silver from us, killing people without blinking an eye!! If it weren't for fear That big stomach guy told us about us, we, we... ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Jin Qian clutched his chest with a painful expression on his face. "My heart hurts! No, it's angina pectoris, tsk tsk, no, if we can't earn back the money, we will definitely have myocardial infarction, coronary heart disease, and myocardial hypertrophy!"

Speaking of this, Jin Qian wrapped up the silver in his hand three times, stuffed it under a floor tile that was uncovered, then carefully filled the floor tile, stepped on it twice, then got up, put his hips on his hips and took a deep breath, With a dignified expression, he said: "The only solution now is to seek wealth and wealth!"

While talking, Jin Qian stooped to the door, carefully opened the door, poked his head out, looked around for a while, but saw that there was no one in the master's courtyard, secretly heaved a sigh of relief, sneaked out of the door, and Turning around, she stood in front of the window of the next room, stretched out a finger and licked the tip of her tongue, and poked it on the window paper of the next room.

"Because Mao'er has just been declared into the palace and is not here, let's check to see if there are any peripheral products in Mao'er's room that can be exchanged for money..."

Jin Qian struggled to lie on the paper hole in the window and looked into the house of a fourth-rank guard with a knife from his special financial source.

Neat, clean and crisp.

The room guarded by the fourth-rank Yuqian with a sword was as dull as ever.

Tsk!It's too clean!Jin Qian was annoyed, so he didn't throw out a few obscene clothes, panties, belts, etc...

"Little Jinzi!" A hand patted Jinqian's shoulder without warning.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Jinqian jumped out of Lao Gao suddenly, his hair stood on end in fright.

Looking back, I saw the person behind him, dressed in white snow, with a jade fan swaying lightly, orange sunlight streaming down through the shade of the tree, in the interplay of light and shadow, a flawless and handsome face with a very unflattering smile.

"Little Jinzi, why are you sneaking around the cat's window?" Bai Yutang raised a sword eyebrow and asked with a smile, "Could it be that you want to steal something?!"

"Who, who is going to steal something?!" Jin Qian seemed to have two catties of beans in his mouth, and his tongue was slipping.

"That little gold is this?"

"We, we are here to see if Mr. Zhan is in the house, we, we have something important to report!" Jin Qian straightened his waist and said seriously.

"Oh? What's the important thing? Tell Fifth Lord to listen." Bai Yutang looked Jinqian up and down, his fan flapping loudly.

Jin Qian's face twitched slightly, and his tongue widened again: "That's, that's—"

"Jin Xiaowei! Jin Xiaowei!" A Zaoli rushed into the gate of the Confucius Institute and shouted loudly. When he saw Jin Qian, he rushed to Jin Qian in three steps in two steps, his face full of anxiety, "Jin Xiaowei, you can count Got you!"

"What's the matter?!" Jin Qian regained his energy immediately, and straightened his waist.

"Hurry up and go to the gate of the government office to have a look. There are a bunch of people around the gate, and they are looking for you by name!" Zaoli replied.

"People? Are you looking for us?!" Jin Qian was startled, his narrow eyes rolled around, he suddenly slapped his palm, and thought to himself: Could it be that Maoer's peripheral products are seriously in short supply, so they all come to order? !

Thinking of this, Jin Qian immediately lifted his spirits: "We will be there soon!"

Before the words were finished, people had already rushed out of the Confucian Courtyard. The Zaoli who left the message looked surprised and stared blankly at Bai Yutang, who was also forgotten.

Bai Yutang smiled suavely: "Yo, there's really a big event coming—"

-

Outside the gate of Kaifeng Fufu Yamen, more than 30 people stood around, including men, women and children, all of them looked dignified, rubbing their hands and stomping their feet, and whispering in whispers.

"I see, this matter can only depend on Captain Jin!"

"That's right! If it wasn't for our helplessness, we would—well, tell me, is it really as everyone said?"

"what?"

"That's the sentence—"

"Oh, don't talk nonsense about this, if people in the government hear it, they will lose their heads!"

"Hey! Now we're all counting on Colonel Jin!"

The four yamen servants standing guard at the gate looked at the crowd of people with puzzled faces.

Not long after, there was a sound of light footsteps coming from inside the door, the door creaked open a crack, and a head poked out.

"Who wants to find us?"

With thick eyebrows and thin eyes, and a thin face, he is the long-awaited Kaifeng Mansion Cong Liupin Lieutenant Jin Qian.

"Captain Jin, it's Captain Jin!"

"Captain Jin, you can figure it out!"

"Our necks are sore from waiting!"

For a while, more than 30 people cheered and surrounded Jin Qian, and the high-pitched chattering voices barely broke Jin Qian's eardrums.

Jin Qian paled in shock, took a step back, waved his hands and shouted.

"Wait--"

"Lieutenant Jin has the best solution! Hurry up and help us!"

"Wait a minute, let's—"

"Lieutenant Jin, our fathers and villagers are all counting on you!"

"Wait for us!" Jin Qian yelled loudly, and there was a loud noise, and everything became silent.

All the people suddenly fell silent.

Jin Qian put his hands on his hips, stared and narrowed his eyes, glanced around, and said: "I understand everyone's feelings, but at present, we have encountered a little difficulty, so—" Take a deep breath, "Show Your Excellency’s Jiansui sachet, handkerchief, belt, insole and other products are still out of stock, but don’t worry, just wait a few days, we will be able to..."

"Lieutenant Jin, what are you talking about?" an old lady who was closest to Jin Qian asked suspiciously.

"Eh?" Jin Qian was taken aback, looking around, "Aren't you here to buy Mr. Zhan's sword spike sachet or something?"

All the people shook their heads in unison.

"Then who are you?"

"We're here to ask Captain Jin for help!" An old man replied.

"Help? What's the matter?!" Jin Qian was inexplicable.

I saw everyone looking at me, I looked at you, and at the same time looked at Jin Qian, all of them looked solemn, and said in unison: "We are here to invite Captain Jin to catch ghosts!"

"What?!" Jin Qian's thin eyes instantly turned into two green grapes, and the hairs all over his body stood on end, "Catch, catch, catch and catch ghosts?!"

Everyone nodded in unison, and then started yelling again.

"The town is haunted!"

"I heard it's still a vicious ghost!"

"This ghost is so powerful! We have invited several mages and Taoists, but we can't subdue it!"

"That's why I can only invite Captain Jin out of the mountain!"

"Lieutenant Jin is very talented. He can pass through Yama and go down to the underworld. He will surely save the people from fire and water!"

Jin Qian was sprayed with a string of spitting stars and almost couldn't find his way. After trying to gather his composure, he found his way, raised his voice and shouted: "Wait a minute! We don't know how to catch ghosts!"

All the people were silent at the same time, several pairs of eyes glistening with unknown liquid looked pitifully at Jin Qian.

Jin Qian felt cold sweat dripping down his back: "We, we really don't know how to catch ghosts, it's just a rumor in the market..."

The female compatriots began to wipe their tears, and the male compatriots began to lament.

"Woooooooo..."

"My youngest son is only one year old, and he doesn't dare to sleep now..."

"My old lady seems to be bewitched every day..."

"Captain Jin..."

"Captain Jin..."

"We, we..." Jin Qian only felt that he was getting smaller and smaller, and finally almost shrunk into the cracks in the ground, and the cracks in the ground seemed to be overflowing with unknown liquid, just when he was almost drowned by the tears of all the people. A second ago, Jin Qian finally mustered up his courage, and a bubble popped out tremblingly, "It really can't be done, let's, let's ask Mr. Gongsun for help..."

"Ghostbusters, sounds interesting!"

A familiar outrageous voice came from behind Jin Qian, covering Jin Qian's soft speech.

Everyone looked at the direction from which the sound came from at the same time, and saw a snow shadow walking in the gate of the Kaifeng government office, melodious and elegant, obviously like a stroll in the garden, but it came to everyone in the blink of an eye, a pair of peach blossom eyes radiant Circulation, reflecting the envy of everyone.

"Fifth Bai!!" All the people exclaimed in unison as if they had discovered a new continent.

Bai Yutang raised his eyebrows and smiled, as if the snow lotus had just bloomed, silently amazed.

Everyone suddenly felt that their faces were hot and their eyes were dizzy.

"Little Jinzi, seeing how sincere everyone is, why don't you help them!" Bai Yutang gently shook the jade bone fan, looked at Jinqian, and chanted with a smile.

Jin Qian's eyelids twitched: "Fifth Master, you are joking, how can we mortals have the ability to catch ghosts and subdue demons?!"

"Hey——" Lang Lang's voice drew a series of wavy lines in the air, and Bai Yutang's peach blossom eyes narrowed into a pair of crescent moons, "Little Jinzi is very talented. Woolen cloth!"

The corners of Jinqian's eyes trembled wildly, a black premonition enveloped his head, he rushed forward and shouted anxiously: "Fifth Bai, don't mess around—"

"Fifth Master, I agree for Xiao Jinzi, don't worry!" Bai Yutang snapped his folding fan, and pushed Jinqian into a corner with the momentum of pointing Jiangshan.

"Thank you Captain Jin, thank you Fifth Master Bai!"

I saw that the people who were crying bitterly just now, who were about to die or live, suddenly became energetic as if they had been injected with chicken blood, and all of them were radiant and energetic.

"Fifth Bai is a lifesaver!"

"Captain Jin is a living Bodhisattva!"

"Lieutenant Jin is on the move, and any evil spirits are definitely not a problem!"

"Lieutenant Jin's magical powers are unrivaled..."

Chirp, chirp, chirp——

"Hey, we didn't agree to anything—" Jin Qian jumped, trying to turn the tide.

It's a pity that this small speech was immediately submerged in the huge upsurge of praise from the people.

"Bai, Wu, Lord!" Jin Qian, who had no hope of appealing, glared at the instigator viciously.

Bai Yutang's face was full of spring and coquettish, with peach blossom eyes drooping slightly, he approached Jinqian, and said, "Little Jinzi will go to the moon and admire chrysanthemums with Fifth Master tonight, and go hunting for ghosts and immortals, wouldn't it be better than being scolded by that stinky cat?" hundred times?"

We would rather squat on plum blossom piles! !

Two noodle tears flowed with the wind on Jinqian's face, infinitely desolate.

-

Lingling cold water brings frosty wind, the waning moon is clear and bright, and the lonely smoke trees.

On the deserted street, the cold moon spreads frost, and occasionally the barking of dogs can be heard in the distance, which is especially loud in this silent night.

Faint footsteps came from the end of the street, loud and small, stopping and continuing.

As the sound moved from far to near, two figures appeared dangling on the street, one tall and one short, one white and one gray.

The tall man, dressed in white, has a charming face, with a half-smile on his face; the short man, thin and small, has a face as gray and dull as his clothes.Walking in one place is like black and white impermanence.

It's just that this "Heiwuchang" dress is quite trendy - wearing a Taoist hat on his head, a long garlic necklace around his neck, holding a half-foot-long cross-shaped wooden stick in his left hand, and a Buddhist bead in his right hand. Carrying a three-foot mahogany sword - it's really a mess.

But even more messy are the lines muttered by the man in gray:

"Namo Amitabha Tashi Dele God Bless Jesus Almighty Pineapple Pineapple Honey Wind Fire Thunder Split Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva Color is emptiness is color All fighters are displayed in front..."

The man in white looked sideways at the thin and serious figure beside him, feeling rather helpless: "Little Jinzi, why have you been mumbling all night?"

Jin Qian narrowed his eyes and stared: "Fifth Bai, you don't know now! These few mantras of ours contain the essence of thousands of years from all over the world. As long as you have these few mantras by your side, no monsters, ghosts, monsters, ghosts, snakes They can't even get close to us!"

Bai Yutang's eyelids twitched, he narrowed his eyes slightly, looked around at Jin Qian up and down, raised his eyebrows and said, "Could it be that there's something special about your attire?"

"That's natural!" Jin Qian patted his chest and said confidently, "Our outfit today is the only one of the world's invincible ghost-hunting costumes!"

"Cough..." Bai Yutang moved two feet away from Jinqian without a trace.

"It's just..." Jin Qian helped the mahogany sword behind him, straightened the garlic necklace around his neck, sighed secretly, and muttered in a low voice, "It's not safe enough if the cats come too. That's nothing to lose..."

"Little Jinzi, what did you say?" The little white mouse who was extremely sensitive to a certain word pricked up its ears and exclaimed displeasedly, "What cat?!"

"Uh——" Jin Qian blinked, "We're talking about that——if Mr. Zhan can come to help..."

"Little Jinzi!" Bai Yutang bent down abruptly, approached Jinqian's face, and said viciously, "You mean, fifth master, I'm not as good as that stinky cat?"

"Fifth Master is wise, martial, and elegant, that's not what we mean!" Jin Qian flattered himself in a smooth and smooth manner.

Peach Blossom Eyes gradually narrowed, two angry rays of light flickered in them, Bai Yutang suddenly straightened his figure, raised his head and said in a loud voice: "Little Jinzi, you have never seen my tricks, Fifth Master, today I will let you open your eyes." , look at Fifth Master, how I can fight against demons, catch ghosts and demons!"

Speaking of this, I saw Bai Yutang's figure spinning and rising from the ground, and the misty white shadow was like an immortal, floating towards the roof in an instant, and then disappeared in a flash.

"Little Jinzi, just wait here, Fifth Master, I'll catch you some brats to play with!"

The last word floated and circled in the empty dark street.

Jin Qian stood in a daze on the deserted and gloomy alleyway, dumbfounded, his flesh twitching, and he kept greeting the eighteen generations of a certain white mouse's ancestor in his heart.

Tsk tsk tsk, isn't it, this little white mouse actually just, just left us alone in this damn place? !

On the empty street, gusts of dark wind were blowing very vigorously, and the strange chirping of night birds was even more appropriate.

"Gudong" Jin Qian swallowed hard the saliva that was stuck in his throat, his thin eyes moved from east to west, and his gaze swung from south to north——

One word: cold!

Two words: spooky!

Three words: ghostly spirit!

Four words: creepy!

Five words: This place is haunted!

Eight words: If you don't run now, when will you wait? !

Jin Qian clenched the cross in his hand, turned around slowly, took a deep breath, stepped up suddenly, and ran wildly.

If we are killed, we don’t want to stay in such a ghostly place. We have to go back to Kaifeng Mansion and lie in the soft and warm blanket and sleep until dawn. We don’t know anything about haunted ghosts and ghost hunting! ! !

It has to be said that after several months of intensive training, Jin Qian's lightness kung fu can be described as swift and fast. In a short while, he ran two streets away, and he could see the gate of Kaifeng mansion after turning five alleys, but in When the victory was in sight, Jin Qian heard a strange voice from behind him.

"Uh--"

Jin Qian's legs and feet stiffened instantly, and he stood there dumbfounded.

"Uh, uh—"

The voice was a little closer, as if it was within five steps of him.

The hair on Jin Qian's whole body was brushed straight, and goosebumps and shudders covered his whole body.

"Ah—" Almost at Jin Qian's feet, there was a faint sigh, and a strange breath blew directly at Jin Qian's ankle.

The thin eyes suddenly burst, and his fists were clenched tightly. Jin Qian used all his strength to restrain the desire to bow his head.

hold on!hold on!According to the laws of ghost novels, supernatural broadcasts and horror movies, if you look around and see something unclean now, you will definitely die without a place to bury it!So at this time!now!The wisest, wisest and most effective way is to—

Close your eyes and run for your life! !

Thinking of this, Jin Qian glanced carefully, looked for a direction, gritted his teeth, pulled off the garlic necklace around his neck, and flung it behind him, regardless of whether it had any effect, closed his eyes, and ran madly .

But before he could take a few steps, he bumped into a warm object with a "boom".

"!!"

This time, Jin Qian was so frightened that he was almost out of his wits, he gritted his teeth to suppress the scream that came out of his mouth.

Ghost, ghost hit the wall ah ah ah ah ah! !

With his eyes closed, Jin Qian turned his wrist and pulled out the mahogany sword behind his back. He swung his arm and slashed at the object blocking the way in front of him. Unexpectedly, just as he raised his arm, a hand grasped his wrist.

"Jin Qian, it's Zhan."

The clear voice rang in the ears, and the faint fragrance of green grass surrounded the whole body.

Jin Qian shook his body and slowly opened one eyelid.

With clear brows, dark starry eyes, straight nose, light and thin lips, the handsome face of a fourth-rank imperial guard with a knife guard clearly appeared in front of Jin Qian's eyes bit by bit.

"Master Zhan, Master Zhan?" Jin Qian felt like a ball that had suddenly deflated, and he breathed out, and almost collapsed on the ground. Fortunately, Zhan Zhao had quick eyes and quick hands, and he held Jin Qian's shoulder with one hand, and supported Jin Qian with the other. With a slender waist, Qian supported Jin Qian firmly.

"Why are you so panicked?" Zhan Zhao frowned lightly, lowered his head and asked.

"Yes, yes, yes... Ga!" Jin Qian just called out half a sentence, but the second half of the sentence was stuck in his throat the moment he raised his head, and he couldn't squeeze it out.

Not for anything else, just because he and Zhan Zhao are in a strange posture at this moment.

Zhan Zhao supported Jin Qian's slender waist with both hands, his head and neck drooped slightly, Jin Qian grabbed Zhan Zhao's front with both hands, raised his head and hesitated to speak, the distance between the two was less than an inch.

Zhan Zhao's bright forehead almost touched Jinqian's forehead, and the scattered hairs from his temples lightly brushed the tip of Jinqian's nose, itching, reaching to the tip of his heart.

A moment of eerie silence.

Eyelashes quivering slightly, black eyes