History’s Best Reincarnation: Episode 297: The Moonlight Night in the Western Courtyard
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In the evening, Mrs. Xiao held a banquet with great enthusiasm, and invited Daoist Master Zhenwei and Jiang Chen to sit down. She had communicated with these two masters beforehand, so she was not afraid that the two would get up at the banquet. Therefore, the whole banquet went smoothly, and it could be said that the host and guest had a good time. [{〈〈{network
After the banquet, it's time to get down to business. Tonight is the big day for Taoist Master Zhenwei from the Laoshan School to subdue demons, and Jiang Chen, because he came later, can only serve as a substitute for the time being. Jiang Chen naturally had no objection to this. Anyway, with his eyesight, it is impossible for Zhenwei to subdue the monster, so there is no need for him to stop it.
It's just that Jiang Chen wanted to stand on the sidelines, but some people didn't want to. When Mrs. Xiao ordered Lin Wanrong, Xiao Feng and other servants to follow Taoist Master Zhenwei to help fight the demons, who knew that Taoist Master Zhenwei Shaking his head in denial, he made another suggestion instead: "This trip is dangerous and unknown, and it's useless for ordinary people to go there. Why don't you just invite this Taoist Zhiqiu to accompany me to subdue the demons?"
Hearing this, Jiang Chen was startled for a moment, and then looked at Zhenwei with a half-smile on his face. He knew the other party's intentions very well, and he just believed that he was incapable, so he made this proposal. In fact, I want to use the monster to scare him, so that he can make a fool of himself. If there is a monster in there, if you don't go in, it is tantamount to admitting that he is a fake Taoist priest and a big liar.
"Huh?" With a soft moan, Jiang Chen immediately responded with a smile, "Since you are kindly invited by Daoist Zhenwei, it's okay if I accompany you on the trip."
His candid response immediately surprised Zhen Weidao, who grew up, and couldn't help muttering in his heart: This kid promised so candidly, could it be that he has something to rely on? Could it be that I was wrong? This brat is actually a hidden expert? !
Since there are doubts in his heart, Taoist Master Zhenwei can't help but have a few extra thoughts. Although he is arrogant and conceited, he has not yet reached the level of being arrogant. He has already given birth to a somewhat dignified look of wariness.
But at this time, Jiang Chen said calmly: "However, there is one thing we have to agree on first. Until Friends Zhenwei is completely defeated, I will just watch and not make a move."
These words were straightforward, more like a mockery, before everything started, he believed that Daoist Zhenwei would not be able to subdue the demons and ghosts entrenched in the West Courtyard.
The people present were not fools, and none of them could understand the different meaning in Jiang Chen's words, especially the Zhenwei Daoist who was the person involved, hated his teeth so much that he immediately responded in a deep voice: " With the master of the Tao, where is it your turn to make a move, let's go!" After saying that, he immediately strode forward and went straight to the west courtyard.
"Ha!" Jiang Chen saw it, and couldn't help but chuckled: "Friend Zhenwei really has the demeanor of my ancestors!" Demeanor, what demeanor? The demeanor of not being afraid of death? Overbearing demeanor? Still...... Unfinished words, full of sarcasm, he waved his whisk and followed.
Seeing the swift and swift movements of the two Taoist masters, Mrs. Xiao couldn't help smiling. At that moment, she personally took Lin Wanrong, Xiao Feng and dozens of strong servants to the west courtyard. Of course, it was not for Jiang Chen and Jiang Chen. Zhenwei's support was just pure onlookers, and Lin Wanrong even brought a pack of fried five-spice melon seeds just out of the pan.
Walking side by side, Zhenwei and Jiang Chen stepped into the west courtyard one after another. Guided by the moonlight, they walked through the spacious and clean courtyard with a quiet view, and walked straight into the main hall of the west courtyard.
Night is the time when demons and ghosts come out to move around. The main hall is brightly lit at the moment, illuminating the entire hall brightly, but there is no one in the hall, and the silence is a bit scary.
Although he knew that it was a monster, there was no trace of panic on Zhenwei Daoist's face. He went straight to the upper left side of the hall, and then saw Jiang Chen sitting leisurely on the right side. Going up, his eyes suddenly became condensed, and the voice in his mouth became more serious: "Who the **** are you?"
"You Fang Taoist, you know the autumn leaves." Jiang Chen responded with a smile and asked: "Didn't fellow Taoist Zhenwei already know it? Why bother to ask?"
"Hmph! Taoist priest?" Zhenwei stared at Jiang Chen with blazing eyes, and pointed out the key point: "If you are a Taoist priest, dare to ask which Taoist temple you came from, is there a certificate? Don't think you can If you can fool Mrs. Xiao, you can fool me!"
"Oh? Really?" Jiang Chen asked with an undeniable smile: "Are you so sure that I'm not a Taoist priest? Or, is it any good for you that I'm not a Taoist priest?"
In fact, Jiang Chen knew very well in his heart that being in the world of reincarnation in Xianyuan is like encountering the world of reincarnation in an adventure. Those who have some magical powers can never be fooled, just like this Zhenwei Daoist in front of him.
Perhaps, his mana and supernatural powers are almost insignificant to Jiang Chen, but he is a genuine disciple of the Laoshan sect. Just make sure that you are not a real Taoist priest, at least not in this world.
"You..." Hearing Jiang Chen's teasing and sarcasm words, Daoist Zhenwei suddenly became angry, his face was full of anger, and he couldn't help shouting loudly : "The boy is so rude, do you really think I'm afraid of you?!" While shouting, he suddenly got up, with a sense of vigor rising from his body, but he wanted to make a move.
In his opinion, he was willing to let go of his body and strike up a conversation, which is enough to give Jiang Chen face, but this person is full of cynicism, it is really disgusting. Although until now, he has not figured out the details of the other party, but he is not afraid to ask himself, so he wants to use force to forcibly force out the other party's background.
What kind of person Jiang Chen is, from the moment Zhenwei opened his mouth, he has already seen Zhenwei's plan, but he has never put Zhenwei in his eyes, even if Zhenwei wants to fight with himself now , there was still no change in his face, but he kindly reminded with a smile:
"I said, fellow daoist Zhenwei, if you have time, instead of thinking about how to test my foundation, you should think about how to subdue demons." Jiang Chen said with a smile: "Don't Blame me for not reminding you, but the monster has already arrived, you must hold back!"
"What?!" Surprised for a moment, Zhenwei suddenly felt a chill all over his body, and then he realized that the night wind had blown up at some point, and in the night wind, wisps of mist were blown into the hall. After a while, the huge hall was completely covered by thick fog. Even though there were lights shining on it, the line of sight was still greatly hindered. For a moment, everything was hazy, as if in a dream. Indistinct.
"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..."
Among the dreamlike and hazy fog, there was a burst of crying suddenly, like a young woman who had been wronged, the crying was very delicate and very sad. Moreover, the sound came from a strange place, as if it was coming from all directions, but it also seemed to be crying right next to the ear.
"Monster!" After regaining his senses, Daoist Zhenwei immediately yelled loudly, and after that, he suddenly slapped the table beside him ~IndoMTL.com~ stood up, raised his hand, and whisked the dust in his hand Sweeping, with a gust of strong wind blowing, the fog around the body was scattered, trying to find the monster's figure.
However, things were obviously not as simple as he thought. The fog was extremely thick. Although he swept away part of it, a large amount of fog soon filled in. The hazy white mist shrouded it, and it was impossible to see anything clearly.
"Damn it!" Unable to restrain himself from cursing, Daoist Zhenwei put down the dust whisk in his hands, raised his hands, interlaced his fingers, and folded them into a dense seal. Zhang's yellow talisman hangs faintly in the air, forming a miniature magic circle:
"The fires in Qianyang burn the demons, hurry like a law, order!"
With an edict, the mantras were instantly activated, and dozens of mantras were ignited at the same time, turning into a crimson flame. Accompanied by the direction of the true micro seal, it immediately spread around with blazing heat, thick fog, After being scorched by the flames, he immediately evaporated completely. Immediately afterwards, his gaze was directed towards the half-dark figure standing at the entrance of the hall.
The monster has appeared... (to be continued.) 8