History’s Best Reincarnation: Episode 184: True and False

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In the deserted night, in a dilapidated villa, a bonfire swayed in the night wind. ＞One≧Novel＜

The night was getting dark, and Ning Caichen was only a scholar after all, unable to support his body, he fell asleep leaning against the grass bunk by the wall, while Jiang Chen also sat quietly by the campfire, absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and practicing Taoism.

"Shushasha..." The night wind blew the vegetation outside the house, making rustling noises. There seemed to be thousands of ghosts running around in the mountains and forests, and an inexplicable weird atmosphere enveloped the entire night sky.

After sleeping for an unknown amount of time, Ning Caichen suddenly felt a little anxious, so he got up and went out of the hall. In a daze, a white shadow suddenly flashed before his eyes. Immediately, he was so frightened that his whole body trembled, and he came to his senses, with an inexplicable fear in his heart.

"Couldn't it be that there are ghosts?" It seems that a scholar like him originally believed in Zibuyu's strange powers and chaotic gods, but a few years ago in Lanruo Temple and What happened to Nie Xiaoqian made him realize that there really are monsters and ghosts in this world!

He subconsciously wanted to go back to the house and seek Jiang Chen's help, because he knew very well that Jiang Chen was a very powerful Taoist priest, and he must have a way to capture and save ghosts. However, before he could turn around, a white shadow had already swept towards him, and a white silk wrapped his body and dragged him into the forest!

"Ah! There is a ghost!" Ning Caichen struggled and shouted, but he is just a frail scholar, how can he struggle to escape?

"There are ghosts! Where are ghosts?!" Hearing Ning Caichen's shout, Jiang Chen suddenly woke up from the tranquility, opened his eyes suddenly, jumped up, and rushed towards the outside of the hall. Unexpectedly, as soon as he came out of the hall, there would be six or seven white shadows rushing towards him, each holding a knife and a sword, stretching out their hands.

"Huh?" With a deep groan, Jiang Chen turned his palm and slashed out. The powerful palm force rushed forward, forcibly shaking away the six or seven white shadows that were besieging him, and then stepped out with his feet. , the figure moved, rushed past their interception with ease, came to Ning Caichen's side, and with a swipe, cut the white silk that dragged away Ning Caichen's body.

"Daoist Zhiqiu, you've come!" Ning Caichen stood up tremblingly, and said with a bit of fear in his mouth: "There are ghosts here, there are ghosts..."

"I know." Jiang Chen responded calmly, facing the white shadows attacking from all around him, although his combat power was greatly reduced because he had to protect Ning Caichen, he still took all of them with ease. Attack, he has vaguely recognized the identity of these people, so he has no intention of hurting anyone, while coping with it, he kept yelling: "Who are you? Already!"

Ning Caichen was caught in the crowd, squeezed back and forth, and fell to the ground with a bang, a piece of longevity lock fell out of his arms and fell to the ground, he remembered that it was the old man in the cell The things given to him are not easy to lose, so I hurried to pick them up, but I never thought that when I stepped on a piece of dead wood, I fell forward and was about to fall. His hands unconsciously scratched, and he actually taught him to catch it. A corner of the veil of a man in white.

"嗤啦" There was an ear-piercing sound of tearing silk, Ning Caichen fell to the ground, looked at the corner of the white gauze in his hand, and quickly got up and said: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it? Xiaoqian?!"

Looking at the face of the woman in white in front of him, he froze in place for an instant, fascinated, as if he had returned to Lanruo Temple more than half a year ago.

Moon night, woods, encounter!

"Dirty!" In a daze, the woman in white immediately raised her hand and gave Ning Caichen a slap. As she spoke, she raised her sword and was about to stab Ning Caichen's vitals.

"I'm going, you forced me!" Seeing this, Jiang Chen knew that the situation was urgent, so he no longer kept his hand, and raised his palm, the mana surged and turned into red threads, Outlined a huge rune in the palm of his hand.

"Shenbing fire flag, hurry like a law, order!"

The spell was activated, and the body-fixing method was immediately deployed. Jiang Chen spread his palms, and the palms directed them, covering the men in white who were wrestling with him, immobilizing them for life.

When the woman in white saw this, she couldn't help being taken aback. She quickly raised her sword and put it on Ning Caichen's neck, and said coldly, "What kind of sorcery are you? Let them go, or I will kill you!" Killed him!"

When Jiang Chen saw this, he couldn't help but feel a big headache. This unlucky scholar really did more than succeed but fail!

At this moment, another woman in white picked up Ning Caichen's lost longevity shackle on the ground, and said in surprise, "Zhuge Wolong? Are you a senior Zhuge Wolong?!"

Before Ning Caichen could make a sound, the woman in white who was holding him has quickly put down the sword in her hand, and said in a respectful voice: "My junior, Fu Qingfeng, bring my younger sister, Fu Yuechi, to pay respects to senior!"

Jiang Chen was stunned when he heard the words, and couldn't help asking with a bit of a joking smile: "By the way, shouldn't you be called 'Ning Caichen'?"

"Yes, yes, Daoist Zhiqiu, you know me." Ning Caichen nodded repeatedly: "I am Ning Caichen, not some old Zhuge Wolong."

Jiang Chen smiled and patted him on the shoulder, teasingly said, "Brother Ning, no, it should be Mr. Zhuge. Since they have already recognized your true identity, you should stop covering it up." /

Ning Caichen said anxiously: "Master Zhiqiu, how could you..."

"What's wrong with me?" Jiang Chen smiled and said, "We've known each other for more than half a year. Since you deliberately conceal it, it's normal for me not to know your real identity."

"Yes!" Beside him, Fu Qingfeng couldn't help but said: "Senior Shenlong can't see the end, I know you want to hide your real identity, we will definitely keep it secret for you, and we will remember it in our hearts in the future. Ning Caichen is Zhuge Wolong, and Zhuge Wolong is Ning Caichen!"

Fu Yuechi also said: "Senior, our father is Fu Tianchou, the former governor of the two Zhejiang provinces. He was framed by treacherous ministers and taken to the capital to be executed. That's why we wanted to rob the prisoner's car halfway to save people. We didn't expect that he would be here When you meet senior Zhuge Wolong, please give me some advice."

A familiar and similar scene happened right in front of his eyes, causing Jiang Chen to have a strange smile on his face. He looked at the people and said, "It turns out that one of you is the Queen of Zhongliang, and the other is even more legendary. Tongtian Ph. D., a post-knowledge scholar of the Kunlun School, I know Qiu Yiye, I am rude, I am really rude." While speaking, he hastily reversed his luck spell, and with a wave of his hand, he untied the body-holding technique held by the white-clothed men. They came to greet Ning Caichen one after another.

"I, I..." Ning Caichen didn't know how to deal with it for a while, he helped this one, and that one knelt down again, helped up that one, and this one knelt down again, It can be said to be exhausted.

Jiang Chen at this time~IndoMTL.com~ finally had the opportunity to look at Fu Qingfeng carefully and head-on. I have to say that she looks so much like Nie Xiaoqian, they are exactly the same. Although more than half a year has passed, Jiang Chen still clearly remembers Nie Xiaoqian's appearance until now. Naturally, it is no wonder that Ning Caichen would Think of Fu Qingfeng as Nie Xiaoqian.

Acquaintance was confused for a while, and everyone followed them back to the dilapidated Zhengqi Villa hall. Opening the scroll, she asked Fu Qingfeng, "Xiaoqian, do you really not remember me?"

Looking at the opened picture scroll, Fu Qingfeng couldn't help being taken aback, because a delicate and graceful **** the picture scroll appeared on the paper, she was exactly the same as her, but compared to her, she seemed to have a different temperament.

"Ten miles of Pinghu is full of frost, and every inch of blue silk is worried about the new year. Looking at each other in the shape of the moon, I only envy mandarin ducks but not immortals."

After more than half a year, Jiang Chen couldn't help being startled when he saw this poem again, but he quickly realized it, and then he sighed. Know how to speak, maybe, sometimes fate is not just playing tricks on people... (To be continued.)