Tianshi Museum

Wei Jianming and his wife were stunned for a moment because of his words.The Wei family lived a good life and had always been respectable. Until now, the absurdity of the past ten years had been written all over their faces.

After a long time, Mrs. Wei stepped forward, reached out her hand hesitantly, and patted his head like in the past.

Because he often works for the head-subduing master, the little ghost already has a physical body and can be touched by living people.When Madam Wei touched it, she felt that the touch of her hands was icy cold, colder than his corpse back then.

Her heart was filled with mixed feelings.

When I came here, I thought of thousands of explanations and words of apology, but none of them seemed to be able to match the damage caused by the facts that had happened.Maybe they did nothing wrong. There is no parent in the world who can face the pain of losing a parent and child calmly, but life must go on, and the pain will eventually pass, but they used the wrong method.

Forgetting is no better than remembering.

"... Mom and Dad are sorry for you."

After finishing speaking, she held Chenchen's hand tightly, and turned to look at Xia Zha and Shen Gun regardless of the icy coldness when she touched it, "Can you trouble the two celestial masters to save my son..."

Wei Jianming quickly understood what she meant, and stood by, looking at Chenchen's unusual face, with love and guilt mixed in his eyes, and his feelings were so strong that they were about to overflow.

This is what he wants most.

He has stayed in the human world for too long, even if he was very nostalgic at the beginning, after ten years of painstaking efforts, he just wants to be relieved at this moment.

Sure enough, upon hearing Mrs. Wei's words, Chenchen raised her head and grinned. Because of his pale face and dark eyes, this smile was particularly penetrating.The youngest daughter was frightened by him and hurriedly hid behind Mrs. Wei.

"Sister" is so afraid of herself, Chenchen finds it funny, she tilts her head and stares at her exposed braids in a daze, which makes her tremble with fright.

"Do you want to leave?" Xia Zha said, interrupting Chenchen's trance.

The little ghost moved his dark eyes to him, nodded after a long while: "Thinking about it, do I need to tell you about the head-down master first?"

Xia Zha smiled: "It couldn't be better."

After all, the next thing involves too much, and the less ordinary people know, the better. During Chenchen's narration, Wei Jianming's family temporarily went to the living room to wait.

Chenchen said that he was captured by a head-down master surnamed Luo four years ago and trained as a little ghost.

So far, no one knows what the full name of this head-down master is. When people call him, they always call him "Master Luo" or "Mr. Luo".

Ever since Chenchen was forced to follow him, she has been doing some shady things. Those dirty things that cannot be discovered by outsiders, let the little devil who is completely under her control do it, so she doesn't need to have any scruples at all.Therefore, Chenchen has many handles against Master Luo.

Shen Gun examined his words: "Then why did he let you go?"

"Hee hee." Chenchen lowered her head and smiled softly, "Because of me, I can't tell."

He raised his head and said darkly, "You have to find it yourself."

It looked like he had been put under a curse or something.

"Actually, I ran out by myself." Chenchen looked up, "Sooner or later he will come to look for me. If he doesn't look for me now, he just thinks that I can't get out of the waves. Why don't I just get busy with my own fun? After all, he just came here a lot. money."

"Yes." Shen Gun said, "The other part comes from your father."

The room was quiet for a long time.

Chenchen took out a few strands of hair, handed them to Xia Zha, buried her head in her arms, and said in a muffled voice: "He is from Nancheng, and he knows a lot of people there. I have nothing to say. , you go out."

This hair belongs to a head-down master with the surname Luo.

Through blood, hair, birthday horoscope, etc., capable people can deduce the owner's location.

This is enough.

When Chenchen said to let them go out, she was actually inviting the Wei family to come in.

Give the family some time before sending him away.

When the Wei family couple entered the utility room with their children, Shen Gun and Xia Zha were waiting in the living room outside, so there was no need to inquire too much about other people's family affairs.

In the utility room, the Wei family talked for two hours before the door opened.Wei Jianming came out, his eyes were red, his voice was hoarse, and he bowed slightly to Shen Xia and the other two: "Please both of you."

Xia Zha understood: "Okay."

Naturally, Shen Gun will do the super-duplication.

Burned the talisman paper, and lit the incense and wax.

The subtle smell of burning filled the room, the smoke curled up, and the pewter shed tears. In the peaceful space, the figure of the little ghost gradually faded away, and some invisible shackles seemed to be missing from his body.

Afterwards, Wei Jianming paid the commission fee and told the two of them: "We are going to take Chenchen's things back to our new home."

After all this was over, it was already early morning.

Shen Gun drove Xia Zha on the road in the early morning.

Jingcheng is not quiet even at this time, there are always flashing neon lights in the places passing by, and there are still people wandering in twos and threes on the bustling streets, enjoying the freedom and ambiguity flowing in the night.

Xia Zha leaned against the car window, with his forehead against the glass, his own temperature was almost the same as the cold touch from his forehead.

The feasting lights passing by at a high speed outside the window printed in his eyes one by one.

"What are you thinking?" Shen Gong asked him.

Xia Zha replied softly, "Thinking wildly."

"That's thinking about everything."

Hearing this, Xia Zha smiled lightly and briefly, looked out the window and said: "At that time, we were thinking about quelling the war day and night, if there were no thieves outside, the country would be stable, and everyone would be able to live in harmony. However, even in a prosperous and peaceful world like the present world, there are all kinds of human states everywhere."

All kinds of things are big or small, the big ones are also tragic, and the small ones are heartbroken.

Shen Gun was silent.

Xia Zha turned to look at him.

Shen Gun doesn't seem to care much about many things, and has a visible alienation from the world.

So Xia Zha asked, "What do you think?"

Shen Gun thought for a while, and answered him: "I just think that life has been boring from ancient times to the present."

"It sounds like an outsider's perspective."

Shen Gun deliberately said: "Maybe because I am better than most people."

Xia Zha was successfully amused.

"Go back tonight first," Shen Gun said, "Investigate, and I will meet that head-down master surnamed Luo."

When going back, Xiao Lingjiao was sleeping soundly while hugging the spirit bamboo, and bursts of aura flowed between it and the jasper bamboo joints.

Xia Zha looked at it: "When will it bloom?"

"Look at the chance, it doesn't work well."

"It's going to wake up, and it's time to make trouble with you again."

Shen Gun didn't care: "It's okay, it can't beat me."

After speaking, he looked back at Xia Zha: "Are you tired?"

Xia Zha shook his head: "No."

In fact, I didn't do anything today, even if I stayed up until the early hours of the morning, it would not have any impact on the two of them, let alone being tired.

After Xia Zha finished answering, he asked him back: "Do you want to investigate that head descendant right now?"

Shen Gun nodded: "I'm not too sleepy, I want to deal with this matter first."

Xia Zha said, "Okay."

After finishing speaking, Xia Zha took out the strand of hair wrapped in paper and handed it to Shen Gun.Shen Gun took it, went upstairs to get a magic weapon, then opened the paper bag, and while twisting his hair with his hands, he showed a slight look of disgust.

Shen Gun endured and put his hair in the center of the magic weapon.

Xia Zha looked along the line of sight, only to realize that what he was holding was a magic weapon similar to a compass, which was simpler than ordinary compasses.Putting the hair in it, the words on the compass glowed fluorescent, and the hair burned without fire, and did not leak a trace of smell.

After burning out, the fluorescence disappeared, Shen Gun picked up the compass, input spiritual power, and a point appeared on the compass.

Shen Gun opened his spiritual eyes, and he clearly saw the location of the head-down master.

——"Nan City."

Xia Zha heard this and said, "This is leaving Jingcheng."

Shen Gun sneered: "This head descendant is originally from Nancheng, and this is his hometown. After using a few of his hairs, you can see the blood, something."

"It's not just something, maybe it's also capable, at least confident." Xia Zha said.

It has been a few days since Chenchen escaped, not only did he not rush to find him, but he also left here and returned to Nancheng, which shows that he is not worried about him escaping from his control at all, and is satisfied with the long rope in his hand to restrain him.

Shen Gun's gaze turned to Lingjiao, who was sleeping soundly: "We are starting now, and we just don't bring it."

When going out to meet Wei Jianming's appointment this evening, it clamored to be with Xia Zha, and was finally coaxed down.Xia Zha went out with him without that stupid dragon, which made Shen Gun feel a little smug when he went out.

Xia Zha paused, but did not refute, and asked, "Don't you need to rest?"

"No," Shen Gun said, "I don't need to sleep."

Xia Zha showed a helpless look on his face.

Seeing this, Shen Gun walked over, took his hand and pressed it to his chest.

thump

thump

The sound of a strong heartbeat was clearly transmitted to Xia Zha's palm through the warm flesh and blood.This was something he hadn't felt for a long time, the vigorous and strong vitality, with the rushing hormonal breath, the warmth almost rushed to Xia Zha's head.

Xia Zha's fingertips on his chest curled up unconsciously, which gave Shen Gun a little itchy.

Shen Gun said: "Look, I am in good health."

Xia Zha withdrew his hand and let out a soft "hmm".

There was nothing to clean up, Shen Gun only took an extra map and a compass for positioning, and the two got into the car.

"On the way, you can just bask in the moon." Shen Gun said.

Xia Zha leaned against the car window, with the moonlight shining on his face, feeling very comfortable and comfortable. He smiled at Shen Gun and said, "Is it good for your body?"

After a pause, Shen Gun sat in the driver's seat and opened the map: "Nancheng is one of the five cities with spiritual eyes, and it is the closest one to us."

As he spoke, he took out a pen from nowhere and circled five places, one of which was marked with an asterisk: "This is the place."

Xia Zha leaned over, lowered his head to look, but heard Shen Gun's voice coming from above, and what he said didn't match the words: "It's good for your health, you can be like me."

Xia Zha's fingertips seemed to have the warmth of a human body again.

The inexplicable feeling dissipated, he clicked on the map, and asked Shen Gun: "How long will it take for us to drive there?"

"About five hours."

"That's really close."

Shen Gun nodded, and continued: "Wei Jianming said that this head-down master has a reputation in the upper echelons of Nancheng. I don't know if he has something to do with the defenders."

Under normal circumstances, the defenders are relatively powerful cultivators in that city, and the powerful people are always connected with each other.If this head-down master surnamed Luo is really capable, then the water in Nancheng will be deep.Judging from his previous actions, it is obvious that he is no longer doing good deeds. If he has something to do with the defenders, then it is unknown what happened to the Taoists and celestial masters in Nancheng.

It might be dark.

After hearing this, Xia Zha thought seriously: "I remember you said before that the defenders in these five cities have no contact with each other, and the situation in other cities has not been known for many years."

Shen Gun nodded: "That's why I went to have a look. If the root is broken, we have to fix it, otherwise we don't know when, we may be dragged back."

Five cities and nine spiritual eyes are closely related to each other.

"But," Xia Zhachi asked suspiciously, "can we meddle in the affairs of other cities?"

"Yes." Shen Gun replied, "It's just more troublesome because I don't understand the situation. After the seal was passed, no one said that they should not interfere with each other. It's just that people later had other thoughts, and it became what it is now. .Once something is well known, people will subtly transform it into a rule."

Xia Zha was deeply convinced.

Shen Gun put away the map, started the car, looked ahead and said casually: "But if someone is restless, you have to let him know, there is no such rule."

The author has something to say: "Diary of a Little Zombie Raised by a Magic Stick"①

On May 5, I didn't care about the weather.

After retreating in the Tianshi Museum for more than ten days, I made up the instruments and materials needed for the next repair of the formation.

Day after day of boredom.

Just after swallowing a bigu pill, I suddenly felt a surge of yin energy, not like deliberate, but more like an uncontrollable leak of spiritual energy, which sometimes disappears but is exceptionally pure.

There are still such existences in this world, the comers are not good, but they are interesting.

It aroused a fighting spirit that I hadn't ignited for a long time.

I thought the guys from outside would rush in directly, and I was ready to raise a barrier to isolate the world, but "he" seemed to be hesitating, there was no movement for a long time, only the looming Yin Qi proved that "he" was still outside, did not leave.

It's quite bearable.

The enemy doesn't move, I don't move, I pick up a pen and dip it in cinnabar, and I'm going to draw a few talismans, it's almost time to open.

At this moment, there was a...knock on the door?

Tap three times lightly, neither light nor heavy, and behave properly.

What number of ways?

I went and opened the door.

I thought I would see some strange monsters and sprites. People with high skills are so bold that they dared to come to me directly, so they might not be local ghosts.

Unexpectedly, it was a thousand-year-old little zombie.

clean.

He explained his purpose and politely handed me his resume.

I withdrew the barrier, and took the resume, which is the typesetting of documents in ancient times, with a clear and sharp style of writing, and the details are still sharp and strong.

Good word.

I asked him where he got the pen and paper from.

Zombies don't blush, but I can still see embarrassment on his face.

He said softly, "Buried in the tomb."

Then he raised his head to look at me in a moment of shyness, with expectation in his eyes, as if there were clear starlight in his eyes.

... so cute.

Originally, Tianbo shouldn't accept people, and I don't like to get close to people. It's unnecessary to waste time.

But when he looked at me, I couldn't help but nodded.

Gee.

Not good.

感谢在2020-04-0423：40：22~2020-05-0910：24：11期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who cast the rocket launcher: 1 glutinous rice ball;

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: boiled water, 1 glutinous rice ball;

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