The villain has a white moonlight

"Yes, that is a fairy-like figure."

The little girl played a game of throwing branches with the black dog, running around with great joy.

"But I heard that Mr. Lan has already..."

"I used to think so too. After all, everyone said that Mr. Lan Zhang is dead. But now, the rumors in Jinling City are not just rumors. The puppet show is still being performed in Yunmeng Tower. Back then, the medical fairy saved Lan. The eldest son's life, but before the treatment was completed, the evil Ji Wuxian killed Miss Mu, and the eldest son Lan became a living dead. Over the years, it was Xie who secretly searched for a famous doctor to treat the eldest son Lan. A few days ago, Mr. Lan Fang Xing turned around and started to deal with the puppet disaster." After the old man finished speaking, he sighed again: "What a good man, you see, but his life is a bit unlucky."

"But fortunately, he is still alive." Ji Wuxian murmured.

"That's right, God finally has eyes. Since Mr. Du Heng is still alive, Ji Wuxian won't be able to do evil for long."

"Ha, that's right." Ji Wuxian smiled with the corners of his mouth pulled up, and the wind picked up again, wrapping a few small dandelions in his arms.

The little girl played for a long time, and then, under the urging of her grandma, she reluctantly said goodbye to the black dog and its owners, and left in three steps.

The old woman left with the little girl, the black dog had no playmates, so he jumped up to catch dandelions to play with, Ji Wuxian looked at the little dog and asked, "Fellow daoist, are you walking alone this time?"

"Taoist always walks alone." The Taoist said with a smile.

"Do you need a guide?" Ji Wuxian paused, "I can be your eyes."

"Meeting by chance, Daozi doesn't want to be a burden." The white clothes fluttered in the wind, and the Daoist stood there like an elegant white crane: "Besides, there is still it."

He pointed to the round bronze mirror in his hand.

The shape of the mirror is simple and simple, the edge of the mirror is inlaid with a hollowed-out copper edge with intertwined lotus patterns, and the back of the mirror is embossed with rhombic flowers, but the mirror surface is like a chaotic full moon, which cannot be clearly reflected, only a blurred outline is reflected.

This is not a dust-observing mirror, Ji Wuxian confirmed in his heart.

During the crucible of the moon, everyone saw the dust-observing mirror floating above the invitation platform, but the mirror also disappeared out of thin air under the eyes of everyone.After that time, no one saw the dust glass again.

Later, in Buxie Flower Terrace, an expert who claimed to have a dust-observing mirror used thousands of miles of sound transmission to rescue Mu Qinyin, but that person did not enter the world. After Mu Qinyin died, there was no news of the dust-observing mirror.

The black dog jumped up to the Taoist in white, and rubbed its head affectionately. The Taoist leaned over and gently touched the dog's head, then straightened up and said to Ji Wuxian, "Your Excellency should have your own things to do, and Daozi also It's time to say goodbye."

Before Ji Wuxian could answer, the black dog had already whimpered twice, very reluctant.

"Fellow Daoist." Ji Wuxian took a deep breath, "Can you take care of this dog for me?" As if afraid of being rejected, he said vigorously, "It's inconvenient for me to bring a dog with me." Lowering his head: "But don't force it, I can find another place for it."

"Floating dreams come true." The Taoist in white said gently.

Ji Wuxian was stunned.

"The name of Daozi, Xiaoyue Xingchen · Fumengsheng." The corner of the Taoist's mouth twitched with a smile.

"Fu Mengsheng." Ji Wuxian repeated.

"Yes, even though we escaped together and walked the dog, how difficult it is to find an unknown person in this vast world of mortals." The Taoist handed over a yellow talisman with cinnabar patterns on it: "You have to bring back Xiao Aipo When the time comes, you can write my name on this talisman paper, read it silently once, and you will be able to contact me."

"Thank you." Ji Wuxian also laughed.

"So, goodbye for now."

"Well, goodbye for now."

Fu Mengsheng bid farewell to Ji Wuxian, turned to leave, and Xinggou also arched Gongji Wuxian's knee with his head, then spread his legs and wagged his tail to chase after the white-clothed figure.

"Thank you." Seeing Fu Mengsheng's disappearing figure, he breathed a sigh of relief, and murmured: "Whether you are him or not, I will be sure when I finish this appointment."

When Ji Wuxian arrived at the foot of Lianwu Mountain, it was already dark, and the outline of the mountain could be faintly seen in the twinkling stars, undulating and stretching together, just like a giant lotus flower.Where he is now is the only way to enter the mountain, Heye Town.

The Jinling area has been a place of prosperity since ancient times. Although it is a small town, it is brightly lit at night, and the blue bricks and black tiles do not diminish the charm of the water town.

Lianwu Mountain is located at the junction of Jinling and Langya, with outstanding aura and beautiful scenery. Heye Town also has a famous snack street, which is a good place for short-distance tours around the two places.

However, due to the disaster of "the head of the ghost, Ji Wuxian", the mountain town is not very peaceful, and it has become one of the most disaster-prone places outside Jinling City.

Puppets, evil spirits, evil spirits, and monsters appeared one after another. This place was urgently designated as a quarantine area. Most of the aborigines and merchants who had the conditions went to their relatives for refuge. At this point, those who stay are bold, let alone no tourists come.

Ji Wuxian walked along the main street, and saw a lot of monks, people from various immortal sects with different school uniforms, and some casual cultivators, most of them looked not relaxed.

There was a tea shop by the street, and a group of revisionists gathered there to discuss matters. The differences of opinion seemed to be a little big, and the voices of the arguments were not low, and they could be heard from far away on the road.

He also found a seat, ordered a pot of tea, and listened quietly.

"...I think Ruoxie Talisman must be used to deal with those things, because there are too many puppet corpses."

"I object, if the evil talisman is used by a person of the ghost way, if you use it carelessly, it will bite you back!"

"It doesn't matter if the ghost way is used to eliminate evil or the righteous way." The first person retorted: "As for those who are not skilled, just to be safe, don't use it!"

"What do you mean!" the latter exclaimed angrily.

People ignored his anger: "I'm just giving my opinion."

The latter was already furious, and saw a round-faced monk next to him pat him on the shoulder, and asked the previous person, "Do you know how many ways to draw the Ruoxie Talisman?"

"It's not easy. Ruoxie Talisman has four ways to draw it. I participated in the moon crusade back then, so I fully understand it." Fang Zhi said triumphantly.

"I'm afraid he will make wedding clothes for others. In terms of painting talismans, who is better than a dog? Back then, the goal of the moon crusade was the same. Knowing what secret tricks he will master, if you want to use these talismans against his dogs, please think twice about the consequences."

Others heard the words and thought it was true.

Ji Wuxian smiled, there is no ingenuity, it is just that the drawn talisman can be changed by adding or subtracting strokes to make the talisman useless or reverse, it is not bad for that person to think about it.

What else would the person who insisted on using the talisman say, the round-faced monk said again: "The effect of a Ruoxie talisman is closely related to the level of magic power, and it will take time to recover after drawing the talisman. The ferocious evil spirits of the enemy, our combat strength is worrying."

"That's right, if you encounter puppet corpses, you can stab them to death with a sword, but they are just low-level monsters." Someone said loudly.

"The dead puppet is easy to deal with, but the living puppet is a headache!" Another person sighed: "That Ji Gouzi is really a sinner, not to mention killing people and destroying the family, and he has been hiding all these years. Something neither human nor ghost."

When the others heard this, they agreed with each other deeply. Some shook their heads and said, "The living corpses are scattered all over the place, and the common people are unbearably disturbed, but because they are still alive, even though their brains are broken, they can't be killed directly. It's sad."

Someone scolded angrily: "It's too shameless for Ji Gouzi to release such a batch of things to make trouble by hiding behind his back!"

As soon as the words fell, a woman appeared out of nowhere and rushed towards the angry man. She acted wildly and bared her teeth and said, "What did you say? What did you say! Why are you insulting people's innocence for no reason!" Opened her mouth and said Bite towards the man's neck.

The sudden change made everyone startled, Ji Wuxian frowned, and twirled the teacup in her hand lightly, a piece of tea flew out of the woman's forehead, she took a step back as if being burned by fire, and turned her fierce gaze to this side .

"This, this, this is a living puppet corpse?!" The few monks were stunned, and they all left their seats. A big man was worried.

But an old woman came in a hurry, hugged the woman and cried, "Ali, go back, go back with mother!"

The woman struggled and her heart heaved violently. While trying to control the waving hands, the woman hurriedly said: "Follow Lord Wuxian, be kind to the world, follow Wuxian, be compassionate to the world..."

Ji Wuxian listened, feeling something strange, while everyone else rolled their eyes in unison.

The woman finally calmed down, but her expression was in a trance, and she fell down. The woman supported her and saluted Ji Wuxian and the group of monks: "My daughter is just insane, and it's not serious. Hold your hands high, please don't let her go." Report to Sect Master Wang!"

Ji Wuxian was still wondering who Sect Master Wang was, and the round-faced cultivator next to him waved his hand: "Take it back, just make sure you don't let her run out again next time."

The woman thanked her and left.

"Dare to ask friends..."

"Bah, bah, who is your fellow Taoist? We are cultivators of immortality." One of the monks said contemptuously, "You ghosts and evil ways, why do you have the face to come here?"

Ji Wuxian was taken aback for a moment, and then he understood that just now he used the flying leaf touch-up technique of Ghost Dao, which was noticed by that person.

After the Tang family, there is also the notorious him, who is the most representative and negative teaching material for cultivating the ghost way. If the immortal sect was tolerant of the ghost way in the past, now, the ghost way has long been a dark way of cultivation.

"Fellow daoist, Mo Qi, although we and ghosts are on different paths, if our goal is to solve the disaster caused by Ji Gouzi, we are still on the same path!" the round-faced monk persuaded.

"Hmph, looking at his eyes and this attire, I'm afraid he is a foreigner who came here to play. He probably doesn't even understand the behavior of the woman just now. How could he devote himself to the great work of exorcising demons?"

"I also ask fellow daoists to give me advice." Ji Wuxian said sincerely.

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