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Song Jian fell silent suddenly, as if he was inspired by Lin Chengyou's words, and seemed to be thinking about something. After a while, there was only intermittent panting behind Lin Chengyou's shoulder.

Lin Chengyou knew that his horse was **** in a certain narrow alley in front of him, not far away, and he would be able to get on the horse after crossing two streets. However, the poison fed on the arrow was obviously very strong, so he faced the night After rushing for a while, Song Jian's breath suddenly became much weaker.

Lin Chengyou was so anxious that when life and death were at stake, a person's willpower often **** everything else, so he prepared a full stomach of words to motivate Song Jian, but at this time Song Jian took the initiative to speak: "That person, that person The master behind the scenes... I haven't seen it yet, but I guess it's a man... One time when I went to find that person, because I didn't report it in advance, the person didn't have time to respond, and there was actually a person hiding in the room. I As soon as I entered the room, I heard the footsteps of someone leaving. It was the sound of a man's boots, and his internal strength was above mine. This person must be extremely cautious, except for that one time, he never showed the slightest trace... The man probably guessed I will take the spotlight tonight, and I don’t have time to spare, so I had to disclose the news to the master behind the scenes, so they came so quickly.”

Lin Chengyou nodded.

He knew that the more Song Jian talked at this time, the faster his internal energy would be lost. Although he really wanted to press on, he patiently stopped asking.

Song Jian was silent, and his voice was a little hoarse when he laughed: "In the past, I didn't have much dealings with Shizi, I only knew that Shizi was smart and suave, but after tonight's encounter, Shizi's behavior is really... really admired by Song, but I hate that I know it too Not much, because that person and I are...we get what we need. I guard against that person, and that person also guards against me, but I know that that person will definitely not be there on the first and fifteenth day of the lunar new year. I guess these two days That person needs to conspire with the master behind the scenes, you may be able to find something by following this clue."

Lin Chengyou: "If you have anything to say, we will talk about it at the Shangyao Bureau."

Song Jian said with a wry smile: "I can't see anymore, I'm afraid I won't be able to wait until Shang Yao Bureau."

Lin Chengyou's expression changed slightly, and his eyes were blind, which meant that the toxin had spread to his brain. Even if Yu Fengyu rescued him immediately, it would be a disaster, but he still didn't slow down, but went faster and faster.

The night is so dark, and the road to Shangyao Bureau is so long, no matter how hard you try, you will not be able to win God's will. After passing a wall, you can feel that Song Jian's breath is already insignificant, and Lin Chengyou's chest straight hair Liang, Song Jian seemed to realize that his time had come, and smiled desolately: "In my life... the most sorry thing is my grandpa. There is a sentence that I want to ask my son to tell my grandpa: 'My son has lost his temper." There is more than enough to die, and if I leave tonight, I will no longer be able to fulfill my filial piety at the knees of the old man. My son is ashamed and regretful. I only hope that he... the old man will take care of him. I have a pair of puppets in my sleeve. They were given to Da Lang outside a few days ago. It was made to order with my aunt, I took it back during the day, and I planned to bring it to Da Lang and my aunt at night, but now I can only ask the prince..."

Lin Chengyou suddenly said: "Brother Song, tell me the horoscope of Zhenniang's birthday and the exact time of her death, and I will come up with a solution."

There was silence at the back, but as soon as these words came out, Song Jian's breathing suddenly became a little heavy, as if he couldn't believe it, and tremblingly said: "Is there a way..."

Busy and said again: "... Zhenniang... She was born on the 11th day of the sixth month of the Shenchou year, and died at the end of the second day of the seventh day of the seventh month of the Guiji year."

Remember so clearly... Lin Chengyou nodded and said: "There is a way, but it is more troublesome. Ghosts themselves are also ghosts. Even if they **** the remnants of human beings, they cannot use them for their own use. After a while, they find that they are useless. It will spit out the remnant soul again. I guess Zhenniang's soul is still wandering in Chang'an, but it can't be summoned back with ordinary spirit summoning, but the door of Xuanmin must be opened first..."

It’s just that no Taoist priest in the world would be willing to sacrifice his cultivation to help people piece together their souls, but compared to allowing an innocent victim to live forever and never be able to reincarnate, what’s the loss of his cultivation for a year or two? , will do the same.

It's just that only the master can arrange this kind of great magic. If the master can't come back in a few days, he will do it with the saint just like the last time he summoned the soul of Mrs. An Guogong.

Song Jian listened absent-mindedly, although he said nothing, his breathing became more and more rapid. read.

After listening to Lin Chengyou's words, Song Jian seemed to be ecstatic. He said hello three times and hissed, "Then...then I'll leave it to the prince... If Zhenniang's soul is recovered, she must lead her I met her soul, and I made an appointment with her to..."

There was a sudden silence behind the shoulders.

Lin Chengyou stopped and said, "Brother Song."

No answer.

Song Jian has died.

Lin Chengyou stood silently on the spot for a while, then slowly put Song Jian down from behind, put the corpse on the ground, and looked down dumbly.

Song Jian's eyes were still open, but there was a hint of a smile on his mouth, and the smile was a bit carefree, as if he finally got his wish.

After a moment of silence, Lin Chengyou touched Song Jian's sleeve, took out two small puppets, faced Song Jian's body, and solemnly finished what he hadn't finished before: "Okay, I promise Brother Song. "

There were chaotic footsteps from behind, and the Jinwu guards finally caught up.

Lin Chengyou straightened up slowly, and said to Jin Wuwei: "Escort Song Jian's body to Dali Temple."

***

Teng Yuyi is sitting at the table reading a book. She has already torn up the "Qin Jue". , which records all kinds of ancient Buddhist scriptures, which fascinates people at first sight.

Unconsciously, Teng Yuyi turned her head to look at the open window after flipping through most of the book. On the new moon day once a month, even the moonlight is much darker than usual.

Too quiet.

It was unbelievably quiet.

Actually, not only tonight, but these two days the temple was very quiet. Apart from going to the front for three meals regularly during the day, there was almost nothing to do in the rest of the day. Teng Yu didn't want to be idle, so she had to practice back and forth what Lin Chengyou taught her Lightness kung fu, after two days, it is a small achievement.

In the first two days, Juesheng and Qizhi came to look for her whenever they had time. The three sat at a round table under the pear tree, chatting and eating snacks. They told her that they didn't know who the real culprit was. , but the senior brother told them that no matter what happened, they just need to remember that the real murderer only wanted to seek Yueshuo Tongjun.

To this day, even Juesheng and Qizhi are not in the temple.

Teng Yuyi knew that no one else could send the two of them, and that the transfer of Juesheng and Qizhi could only be Lin Chengyou's idea. She secretly guessed that they went to Tongzhou with their seniors, but she didn't know that the murderer was caught.

Teng Yuyi rested her chin in thought, while Biluo and Chunrong also finished their work there. One yawned and came over to help Teng Yuyi spread the quilt, and the other ironed the clothes, shoes and socks that Teng Yuyi would wear tomorrow and hung them up.

"My lady, it's time to sleep."

Teng Yuyi put down the scroll in her hand, and when she stood up, she saw the sachet in Chunrong's hand, and suddenly remembered that when several young ladies went to the Yunhui Hall for dinner the day before yesterday, Erniang Peng happily took out her newly prepared sachet on the way Show them, the sachet was passed to Duan Qingying, instead of praising Duan Qingying, she turned her head away suddenly as if she smelled something extremely unpleasant.

Not only Peng Erniang was embarrassed, but others also felt disrespectful.

After that time, Duan Qingying said that she was sick and only stayed in the room, and never went to the Yunhui Hall again.

In Teng Yuyi's view, Duan Qingying's various behaviors couldn't be more weird.

Thinking of this, Lin Chengyou's expression that night once again appeared in Teng Yuyi's mind, and he didn't know what secret Lin Chengyou had discovered about Duan Qingying, but he refused to reveal it desperately.

If Duan Qingying was just bewitched by an evil spirit, there's no need to hide it.

Chun Rong came over to urge her, Teng Yuyi thoughtfully walked towards the bed, and as she walked, a thought popped into her head.

I remember that Duan Qingying also vomited inexplicably that day, and her aunt said that she also felt the same way when she was pregnant.

As soon as her scalp exploded, Duan Qingying must be pregnant. She secretly connected all kinds of abnormalities in Duan Qingying's past days in her mind, and the more she thought about it, the more she felt that it was possible.

No wonder Lin Chengyou hesitated to speak. No matter how thick-skinned he was, he was too embarrassed to discuss an unmarried and pregnant woman in front of others.

Teng Yuyi jumped up anxiously, and suddenly heard a loud noise in the night sky, a bit like the sound of a beast, but also like the sound of a drum beating, as loud as thunder, very eerie, it hit people's hearts hard, and made people tremble chills.

Teng Yuyi's expression changed, and Chunrong and Biluo were also taken aback: "Then, what is that movement?"

However, he heard footsteps coming from outside, Duan Fu had obviously heard the sound and rushed over: "My lady! There seems to be a change ahead."

Teng Yuyi immediately put on her coat and cloak, hid the Xiaoya sword in her sleeve, opened the door first and ran out: "What happened?"

Duan Fu stared at the strange white light above the temple, his expression became more and more strange: "I don't know, this old slave has asked Chang Geng to look ahead."

After waiting for a while, footsteps sounded from the path outside again, and the empty flames flickered on the courtyard wall, and there seemed to be quite a few people coming.

"Lady!" It was Chang Geng's voice, "Master Mingxin is here."

The next moment I heard Ming Xin's voice: "Teng Tanyue, Naizhong broke into the temple, follow the poor monk quickly."

Chunrong and the others were taken aback, Teng Yuyi opened the door, and the people who came were all familiar faces, except for the two senior disciples of Abbot Yuanjue, as well as the various Taoist temples that helped to subdue demons at Yuzhennvguan Temple that day The Taoist priest, several Taoists seemed to have come to the temple temporarily to help subdue the demon, all of them looked nervous.

Besides, there are Mrs. Peng, Li Huaigu and others who are trembling with fear in the crowd. Duan Qingying is wearing a big cloak, even her eyes are covered under the hood, but after sweeping around, I didn't see Juesheng and Qizhi, nor did I see Heaven and Immortal.

Ming Xin said: "It's not too late, the abbot led people to trap Naizhong in the front, you don't have magic power to protect yourself, the abbot is afraid that Naizhong's Yin power will hurt all Tanyue, let the poor monk take you to hide in the barrier for a while Hide."

Teng Yuyi secretly looked at the Xuanyin bell on his wrist, and made sure that there was nothing unusual about the person coming. He looked up at the sky above the temple, and in an instant, there were overcast clouds, and he hurriedly said, "Master, please lead the way."

Ming Xin led the crowd straight to the back of the temple. No one was interested in chatting on the way. Hearing another loud noise from the sky ahead, Ming Xin's complexion changed drastically, he stopped and looked back for a moment, then turned to the Taoist beside him and said: "Ahead is the enchantment prepared by the abbot in advance. We brought them over, but the formation in front broke for some reason, and the abbot and his senior brothers may not be able to withstand it, so the poor monk must hurry over to help."

Several Taoist priests hurriedly said: "It is important to subdue the devil. I will arrange a few Tan Yues and come to help immediately."

Ming Xin left in a hurry, the priests led a group of people not far away, suddenly there was thunder rolling overhead, and cloudy clouds came rushing in mid-air. The little lady screamed in shock, all the Taoists froze and drew their swords to meet her.

In an instant, I saw strange fog in the forest, and lost my direction all of a sudden, Master Jingchen raised his voice: "Tanyue, follow the poor way."

Teng Yuyi wanted to follow, but suddenly realized that there was nothing wrong with the little Ya sword in the sleeve. Thinking of the words of Juesheng and Qizhi yesterday, a gust of wind seemed to pass through his heart. Instead of refusing to follow, he grabbed Chunrong and Bi Luo, shouted to Aunt Peng and the others: "Go this way."

Aunt Peng and Erniang Peng were still in a daze, Li Huaigu was stunned, and ran towards Teng Yuyi without saying a word.

Master Jingchen was too surprised and said: "Teng Tanyue, Li Tanyue, this is the enchantment."

Teng Yuyi didn't stop, but ran faster and faster. The fog was extremely strange, as if it could blind people's eyes and ears. Duanfu's night vision ability was very strong, and it was difficult to distinguish the direction for a while. Several people followed Duanfu and ran for a while, only Hearing the shrill strange cry from behind through the mist, it seemed as if countless ghosts were chasing after him, but he didn't know well, but there was a person coming in front of him, Teng Yuyi hurriedly tried to dodge, but he heard the human say: "Teng Yuyi?"

While speaking, he leaned down and grabbed her arm.

Teng Yuyi was startled, that beautiful voice was all too familiar.

"Shizi?"

Hearing these words, Li Huaigu hurriedly stopped in his tracks.

Duan Fu was about to turn his palms into claws to attack the man, when he heard Lin Chengyou's voice, he withdrew his palm abruptly.

With a flash of fire in front of his eyes, Lin Chengyou lit the fire scythe, Teng Yuyi saw his face clearly, and his hanging heart finally fell to the ground.

When Lin Chengyou came, the screams of the ghosts stopped abruptly, and the surrounding fog also dissipated instantly.

Lin Chengyou hurriedly took a photo with the firelight, only to find that besides Teng Yuyi's master and servant, there was a little lady beside him.

Li Huaigu's face was pale, he was obviously scared out of his wits, he trembled a few times, but still did not forget to salute: "Thank you for saving me, my son."

Looking down, Lin Chengyou realized that he was still holding Teng Yuyi's arm. He had no other intentions, but was afraid that Teng Yu would run around in a hurry. Let go, and said in the mouth: "Just passing by, I met you running around here. Let's go, I will take you to the real enchantment."

His tone was lower and hoarse than usual, and there was no smile on his face. He knew he was in a bad mood at a glance. Teng Yuyi was a little surprised, but looking around, he found that they were still on the way to the chef. I wanted to ask Lin Chengyou, for example, where Juesheng and Qizhi were, but since Li Huaigu was beside him, I had no choice but to say nothing.

Master Jingchen escorted Duan Qingying and the others to the back alley of the chef. Looking at the petite figure of Master Jingchen, he tremblingly said: "Master, why haven't you arrived yet."

Master Jingchen said in a gentle voice: "It's just around this alley."

Before the words fell, I heard the words in front of me: "Amitabha, the sea of ​​evil is vast, and the shore is right when you turn back."

A large group of monks and Taoists came in front of them, completely blocking the way for Shitai Jingchen and others.