Chapter 112 Open the door and hold the ghost to the prison

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Thanks for the pity: "Where is the person?"

The three of them entered the small building. There was no one in the house. All kinds of magic weapons were still arranged as they were, but when the door was opened, they were all invalid. Xie Lian shouted in the psychic formation: "Master Feng Shi? Where are you?"

When I came, because I was on the way, and Shi Qingxuan was too excited, Xie Lian suggested that he meditate and calm down first, don't think nonsense, and scare himself, Shi Qingxuan thought it was very reasonable, and he spoke less and less. , It's not that there is no echo suddenly, so Xie Lian did not notice the abnormality. Right now, no one answered no matter how much he shouted, and he had an ominous premonition in his heart. Because, there are only two possibilities for this situation: Shi Qingxuan deliberately ignored it, or he has lost consciousness.

There are more than ten magical treasures on Feng Shi's body, each of which is rare, all of which are used by Xie Lian to hold the formation, and nothing can easily break through from the outside world. Even if it can be broken through, as Shi Qingxuan said, it will take at least three days and three nights, and it is impossible to break through without violence. However, now the doors and windows of this small building are intact, and there is no authentic ladder. Xie pity returned to the door, picked up the golden lock on the ground, picked it up and looked at it carefully, saying: "It was he who opened the door on his own initiative."

It is clear that the reinforcements will arrive in a while, why do you have to seek death at this last moment? Xie Lian was puzzled and said: "He said that he would not open the door to anyone other than us, why did he do this?"

Mingyi said solemnly, "Maybe he thought it was us who came."

Hearing this, a dim picture suddenly appeared in Xie Lian's mind: three people came from outside the small building, they were themselves, Huacheng, and Mingyi, standing outside and knocked on the door. Shi Qingxuan in the pavilion was ecstatic, rushed out and opened the door, but the three "people" outside the door surrounded him and slowly showed him a strange smile. The golden lock in Shi Qingxuan's hand fell to his feet and was never picked up again.

He shook his head quickly and said, "No. I've never heard that a vernacular real immortal has the ability to disguise itself."

Mingyi said: "Maybe it has found other helpers."

Xie Lian thought about it and rejected it again: "The series of events we encountered today were all sudden. We didn't expect to set up such a formation to protect the wind master inside, it should not be so fast. A demon who can find a helper. Besides, didn't we tell Master Feng Shi that we will notify him in the psychic formation when we come? If someone from outside the door is real or not, you will know if you ask, how can you be easily fooled."

Speaking of this, Xie Lian was suddenly stunned and murmured: "Unless, someone he is familiar with told him to open the door."

Mingyi said: "Familiar people? How can you see them?"

At this time, Huacheng said a word: "He blocked his ears and couldn't hear anything."

Xie pity grabbed him at once and said: "Sanlang, well said! It is because of this, so I said, it must be a familiar person. Because the wind master blocked his ears, he couldn't hear the outside world! Unless he Got the earplugs off, but will he? He's scared to death not at all. So there's only one way to trick him into opening the door."

Spirituality!

Xie Lian walked a few steps faster and said: "That is to say, during the time we were here, there was a person who secretly communicated with Master Feng Shi, and said something to him, so that he took the initiative to open the door. If you are not familiar, you will not know the psychic password of Master Feng Shi, because the passwords of priests are strictly confidential and will not be easily known by outsiders, let alone by monsters like vernacular Zhenxian. And he should trust this person very much, otherwise he wouldn't open the door and go out without thinking too much."

Huacheng Road: "Or, he is not familiar with this person, but this person is very familiar with him, and said the reason why he had to open the door."

Xie Lian seriously considered this possibility and said: "Theoretically, as long as you know the psychic password, you can convey information to Master Feng Shi, but a strange voice suddenly speaks to him, won't Master Feng Shi feel that Strange? As soon as he heard it, he should have told us in the psychic circle on the spot. Unless, the first sentence of the mysterious person who had psyched out to him shocked him. But what would it be? talk?"

Mingyi said: "Threat?"

Thanks for the pity: "How can you threaten? 'You won't come out? I'll tell your brother that I'm coming back to pester you?'" Immediately rejected, "It doesn't look like it."

The vernacular real fairy may not know Shi Qingxuan's concerns. Moreover, it is not a priest. Is there any way to let the navy master discover its existence immediately? The reinforcements will arrive in half an hour, and Shi Qingxuan will not even wait for half an hour. In the end, whether that thing can win the navy is still a question. Don’t forget, it has never been entangled with Shi Wudu. It only stared at Shi Qingxuan and picked soft persimmons. Very afraid, may not dare to take the initiative to challenge.

Mingyi said: "Finally, find another half an hour."

Xie Lian understood what he meant, nodded and said: "Okay, if you can't find him after half an hour, no matter how the wind master objects, you must inform the sailor master. Let's split up! Let's go this way, Over there, I will trouble you, Master Earth Master."

Mingyi turned around and left. Xie Lian ran around to find people, but still called Shi Qingxuan in the psychic formation without giving up, but there was still death there. Huacheng Road: "How?"

Xie Lian shook his head and said, "No response."

The ominous shadow in his heart grew thicker and thicker, and he rummaged through every room of every pavilion one by one, and almost rummaged through all the nearby rooms, however, there was no trace at all.

Not long after, the two found the highest building in this area. This building is obviously the protagonist of this piece. The central building has been renovated countless times. It is gorgeous. Many walls are still inscribed with poems. wine?"

Huacheng Road: "Yes, this is the original site of 'Shaojun pouring wine'."

Xie Lian looked at him and said, "So it really has something to do with it?"

Huacheng Road: "Well." He said a few simple sentences to him. It turned out that when Shi Qingxuan was a man, he often drank here after cultivating, and was drunk and lying on the high platform, so he was very happy. One day, there was a bully in the fish and meat town downstairs who often bullied the good people. Shi Qingxuan saw it upstairs, so he poured the wine in the glass and performed a small spell, and the wine was just poured on the bully's head. On, it knocked him out. Later, Shi Qingxuan was defeated by Shi Wudu, and he still liked the world very much. On the day of ascension, he was also drinking here.

Soaring while drinking sounds a bit ridiculous, but it's actually nothing. Sometimes the opportunity comes at such an inexplicable moment. Xie Lian still flew when he was asleep in a dream. Maybe he will appear in the future in the future. The priest who has risen in time will surely become a wonder.

In short, literati poets have always liked this kind of place with legends and stories the most. Here, they can often express their longing for immortals with their writing and brushstrokes. Thanks for understanding, this is a scenic spot. There are no tourists in the big night. When tomorrow, many tourists will be terrified to find that many houses and trees have been blown away, and the big caller has appeared.

However, this scene of "Young Master pouring wine" is not the same as Xie Lian originally imagined. At this time, he listened to Huacheng's deep voice: "Brother, I will deal with a little thing first. Be careful here, I will go back when I go."

Xie Lian thought: "What's the matter?"

Thinking of the angry voice when Huacheng was psychic, coupled with the bad face at the moment, I guessed: "Are you going to find that vernacular real fairy?"

Huacheng paused and said: "No."

If not, it is inconvenient to ask more. Xie Lian nodded and said: "You were here to play. If you have something to do now, just go. Be careful."

Huacheng Road: "Well." After a pause, he said, "When I come back, I will tell you something."

Xie pity stunned and blurted out: "What's the matter?" However, Huacheng's figure has disappeared.

Half an hour later, Xie Lian, who still had nothing, said in the psychic formation: "Master Earth Master! How is your side? I didn't find it here, and I'm rushing back."

Mingyi also said, "No!"

Thanks for the pity: "No, I can't bear it anymore. Let's meet at the center of the pouring wine table. I'll go tell the Master Sailor now."

After he finished speaking, he immediately recited Lingwen's psychic password, and said, "Is Lingwen there? You may find Master Sailor? Please tell him that you are in a hurry, and please come to the pouring table to see you!"

A clear male voice rang in his ears, and it seemed that Lingwen at the moment was a male appearance. He said: "His Royal Highness? Master Sailor is here with me. He has always been a person who doesn't like to go out and walk around, so he probably won't be able to come down. Do you have anything to do with him? I can tell you."

At this time, Xie Lian was about to return to the main building of the wine pouring table. From a distance, he saw something hanging outside the wine pouring table. It seemed to be a piece of white cloth that was floating in the night wind. Xie Lian was stunned, and said in his heart: "Is there such a thing there?"

Walking in a little more, he finally saw it clearly - isn't that the robe that Shi Qingxuan wore?

At this time, Mingyi shouted in the psychic formation: "His Royal Highness! Come to the highest building of the pouring table immediately, hurry!!!"

Xie pity was agitated, and Lingwen said on the other side: "His Royal Highness? Are you still there?"

Thanks for the pity: "Let him come down quickly! Master Feng Shi has an accident!"

After shouting this sentence, he rushed upstairs, and there was no sound there, probably Lingwen was also frightened by his sentence, and hurriedly told Shi Wudu. And on the tall building, in the center of the ground, there is a person lying there, it is Shi Qingxuan.

Shi Qingxuan's eyes were closed, and there was no trauma or blood on his body. Another person helped him up, it was Mingyi. Shi Qingxuan sat up unconsciously, something fell from his arms, Xie Lian took a closer look, his heart tightened, it was actually a fan of the fan that was divided into two halves. Such unparalleled magic weapons are hard to come by, and they may not be learned after hundreds of years. Moreover, they are the first magic weapon of wind masters, but they were destroyed like this!

Thanks for the pity: "We have been here just now, obviously no one!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he found something new wrong. When he and Huacheng came to the wall before, there were a lot of poems written by scholars and writers on the wall, some of them were graceful, some were frivolous, some were condensed, but now they have all disappeared, as if they were wiped away by someone's fingers, and only remained. The next sentence was written in blood-red block letters that did not exist before, with eight characters in a row, dripping with blood: "If you don't have a good beginning, you can't have a good end!"

It was the day when Shi Qingxuan was born, the verdict of the vernacular real fairy against him!

At this time, Mingyi suddenly asked: "His Royal Highness, who is with you?"

Xie Lian was stunned, and said in his heart: "Oops! Saburo actually left at this time!"

As soon as he was not by his side, Shi Qingxuan had an accident, which is really unclear. However, Xie Lian's face was calm and solemn: "I asked him to help me find the whereabouts of the vernacular real fairy."

Mingyi said, "When did he go?"

Xie Lian said without changing his face: "Just now. Leave no more than half a stick of incense."

In fact, the time is of course to be greatly exceeded. But Xie Lian has no doubts about Huacheng, and of course he can't let others have the opportunity to doubt and cause more troubles.

At this time, there was a faint sound of thunder rushing from the sky, and there was an eight-riding golden chariot above the night sky, breaking through the clouds, and driving towards this side aggressively.

There was no way to get to the pouring table by shrinking the ground for thousands of miles, so Shi Wudu actually drove the golden car directly. It should be noted that this bronze horse and golden chariot ran with great fanfare. In case it was seen by any mortal who couldn’t think of looking up at the stars in the middle of the night, he would have to make a lot of noise in the world. Xie pity saw that the golden car was coming, and immediately said: "Master Earth Master, if there is a priest to question later, please don't mention the flower city master, okay? Many priests in the heavens like to add fuel and jealousy when they hear it. It has nothing to do with him, don't make complicated things simple."

Mingyi glanced at him and said, "Okay." He agreed neatly and continued to check Shi Qingxuan's situation. Xie Lian breathed a sigh of relief, however, when he saw the unmoving Feng Shi, his heart sank again.

The golden chariot rumbled and rumbled, but after a long time, it dragged the haze and auspiciousness to the ground. Outside the car was waiting for a group of small priests. The three big priests got on and off the car, they were Shi Wudu, Pei Ming, Lingwen, and the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet. In the top ten, three came at one time. Of course, Xie Lian had long forgotten that he was the leader of the top ten. Shi Wudu frowned, lifted the hem of his clothes, got out of the car with a sullen face, and came upstairs with a sailor fan, with Pei Ming and Lingwen following him. When Shi Wudu saw his younger brother lying on the ground like a dead man, his face changed suddenly, he rushed forward and said: "Qingxuan? Qingxuan! What's going on?"

Xie Lian said succinctly and concisely: "Master Feng Shi met the vernacular really immortal."

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Shi Wudu said incredulously: "What did you say? Is the vernacular really immortal?"

Hearing these four words, not only Shi Wudu, but also Pei Ming and Lingwen's expressions changed. It seems that they have already heard of Shi Wudu's serious trouble. Looking at the expressions of these three people, Xie Lian couldn't tell who was cheating or who was secretly secretly happy, it was very natural. Especially Shi Wudu, there can be no fake. Lingwen took out a bunch of bottles and jars from his sleeve and said, "Feed them one by one."

Pei Ming said from the side: "His Royal Highness, it's you again."

Thanks for the pity: "There is no way, go back and forth in the heaven, not just a few people."

Pei Ming said: "It seems that every time I see you, another person can be involved. It won't be the same this time."

Xie pity said indifferently: "No, no. Of course not."

He was talking nonsense with his eyes open, but Mingyi kept his promise and didn't say anything. Pei Ming stopped talking, waved his hand, and brought his subordinate priests to check around. In this way, Huacheng left first, but it was a good thing, at least not at the scene. Shi Wudu couldn't wake Shi Qingxuan, but inadvertently swept the eight blood-red characters on the white wall, his face distorted.

His face became paler than the wall, as if he was shaking with anger, and shouted, "Who wrote this? Who wrote it?!"

Although he was drinking, his voice was faintly trembling. At this moment, Lingwen said: "Master Feng Shi is awake!"

Xie Lian immediately squatted down and said, "Master Feng Shi?"

Sure enough, Shi Qingxuan slowly opened his eyes. Shi Wudu pushed everyone away and said, "Qing Xuan? How are you? Is there anything wrong? Who harmed you!"

Shi Qingxuan was stunned for a while, and then gradually recovered. When turned around, the first thing saw was Shi Wudu's face. In the next moment, something unexpected happened.

He pushed Shi Wudu away, holding his head and screaming wildly: "Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!!"