Liangcheng East Gate
In the God of Fighting Tower, Gui Ji and Gui San, two siblings, were trapped in the formation barrier. Pei Yuan sat outside the formation barrier to prevent them from breaking the barrier and going to the ghost gate to find Jia Juesheng.
"Little fish man, do you want to drink?" Xuan Yi stood in front of the window with an emerald green bamboo tube in his hand, looking at the rising red sun, and slowly moved his eyes towards the small sea.
Xiao Hai looked up at him, blinked her big glassy eyes, shook her head and said, "Uh... I don't know how to drink."
Xuan Yi squatted down and said carefully: "Let me tell you, there is no such thing as knowing or not knowing in this world, only thinking or not thinking. How do you know you don't know how to drink when you don't even think about it?"
"You will never do what you dare not think about. Am I right?"
Xiaohai was silent for a while, and suddenly felt that what he said made sense.
"Come on, have a taste. This is the sweetest bamboo wine in Liangcheng. This wine is brewed from green bamboo. It is mellow and delicious. This piece of bamboo wine is worth hundreds of Holy Origin Stones." Xuan Yiyi Holding the bamboo tube in one hand and pointing with the other hand, one was full of praise.
Xiaohai asked curiously: "Sweet? Is the wine sweet?"
Xuan Yi handed the bamboo tube in front of him: "Come on, come on, take a bite first."
Xiao Hai looked at the crystal clear bamboo wine and said with a slight hesitation: "Don't lie to me."
Xuan Yi smiled and said: "How could I lie to you? Come on, have a taste."
Xiao Hai opened his mouth, but Xuan Yi didn't dare to pour more. He only poured him a small sip, just enough to taste the taste.
Gudong!
Xiaohai swallowed the bamboo wine and stood there blankly.
Xuan Yi drank the bamboo wine in his palm, stared at him and asked with a smile: "How is it? I didn't lie to you, did I?"
Xiaohai nodded, blinked and said: "Yeah, it tastes sweet...smooth...smooth...but I'm a little dizzy..."
After saying that, his head tilted and he fell to the ground and fell asleep.
Xuan Yi carried the sleeping Xiao Hai to the bed and said to Pei Yuan: "Okay! You watch them here. Now that the boss of Dou Shen Lou is not here, I have to go and take a look."
Pei Yuan glanced at the two siblings who were struggling helplessly in the formation barrier and said, "Don't worry, I'm here."
After leaving, Xuan Yi came to Doushen Building and asked the store clerk: "Who are the people who came today?"
The store clerk said truthfully: "There is no big shot..."
"Oh! By the way. Xiao Yuying from Sanwang Palace is drinking alone upstairs. She seems to be in a bad mood."
When Xuan Yi saw that everything was as usual in Doushen Tower, he raised his feet and was about to leave. When he heard Xiao Yuying, he took his feet back in the air.
"Go get me a bottle of wine, and I'll watch her." Xuan Yi was worried that Xiao Yuying would cause trouble after drinking, so he sat down on the stairs on the second floor.
Now that Shan Ya is gone, the responsibility of protecting every monk in Doushen Tower falls on him, especially when dangerous people like Xiao Yuying are drinking here, he cannot take it lightly.
Liangcheng South Gate
In the ghost gate, before Fei Yingming could reach the dungeon, a stone flew from nowhere and hit him in the head, but he easily dodged it.
Then, the second piece, the third piece. . . . . .
Fei Xiaoyuan had thrown all the stones he was carrying, but none of them could successfully hit Fei Yingming.
Fei Yingming stood in front of him and reprimanded sternly: "I really spoil you! What are you going to do?!"
"Don't let him go! Don't let him go! Jia Juesheng's formation skills are too high, you can't let him go." Fei Xiaoyuan was so angry that his cheeks bulged and he glared at him.
Fei Ying said clearly: "I am the leader of the Ghost Sect, and I alone have the final say on all matters of the Ghost Sect."
Brothers Qi Liang and Qi Long rushed over. After seeing the tense father and son, they dragged Fei Xiaoyuan away.
"Don't pull me!" Fei Xiaoyuan broke free.
Qiliang persuaded patiently: "Forget it, forget it. Young Master, let's leave quickly."
Fei Yingming pretended to be resolute and said: "If you dare to do this again, you will never be able to think about the position of the young master of the Ghost Sect in the future!"
"If you don't want to, don't! Who cares!" Fei Xiaoyuan took off the peach core bracelet on his left wrist, smashed it at Fei Yingming, and then left without looking back.
Snapped!
A crisp sound suddenly sounded. Fei Yingming did not dodge this time. The peach core bracelet hit his face hard, and a bright red mark slowly appeared.
Qiliang and Qilong brothers stood there dumbfounded. How could that kind of attack hit the sect master?
Fei Yingming sighed, squatted down and picked up the peach core bracelet that fell on the ground.
Suddenly, he looked at the peach stone bracelet in his palm and his expression froze, and he stepped back a few steps. Fortunately, Qiliang and Qilong stepped forward to support him.
His face was pale, his body was trembling, and he took out the painting from his sleeves tremblingly. The pattern of the peach stone bracelet was exactly the same as the one on the painting. With a shake of his hands, the painting slowly fell to the ground.
Without a moment's hesitation, he pointed in the direction Fei Xiaoyuan left and said: "Quick, pull him back quickly."
The two brothers looked at each other, Qi Long nodded and went after Fei Xiaoyuan, while Qi Liang stayed with Fei Yingming.
He asked in a low voice: "Master, what's wrong with you?"
Fei Yingming wiped his cold sweat, stuffed the painting into his sleeve, and said, "Where did that traitor get this bracelet?"
Qi Liang didn't know the origin of the peach stone bracelet. He smiled and replied: "Maybe the young master picked it up. I don't know the specific situation."
Fei Yingming snorted coldly and said angrily: "Pick it up?! Why can't I pick it up? Why did he pick up this bracelet?!"
"This traitor really wants to make me angry to death! traitor! traitor! traitor!"
After waiting for a long time, Fei Xiaoyuan was not seen. Fei Yingming said in a commanding tone: "Qiliang, go to the dungeon and take Jia Juesheng to the main hall and hand him over to Master Qiu Leng. As for the banquet... . . . Let’s talk about it another day.”
After he finished speaking, he walked hard to Fei Xiaoyuan's residence.
Qi Liang felt that today's sect leader was very strange, so he asked: "Sect Master, who is Mr. Qiu Leng?"
"Go and release those people we can't afford to offend." Fei Yingming did not look back, and his originally tall and strong body gradually became rickety.
Ghost Gate Dungeon
Jia Juesheng leaned against the cold wall of the cell, his face slightly sad. He was debating whether he should agree to Qi Liang and kill someone for him in exchange for his freedom.
Snapped! Snapped! Snapped!
Qiliang slowly tapped his folding fan on his palms, standing outside the cell and staring at him quietly.
Jia Juesheng looked up and saw that he didn't have a food box in his hand, so he smiled and asked, "I'm not here to deliver food. Why are you here to see me?"
Qiliang opened the cell door, waved the folding fan in his hand, and said helplessly: "Let's go. Someone is coming to save you, come with me."
Jia Juesheng said excitedly: "Who came to save me? Is it Ziyang? That's not right... It can't be him. With his strength, he can't shake the ghost gate at all."
"Don't care who it is, just follow me." Qiliang pushed him and pushed him out of the cell.
Jia Juesheng raised his hands, placed them in front of him, and said, "Now that someone has come to save me, shouldn't the shackles be opened?"
Qi Liang reluctantly opened the shackles for him.
Jia Juesheng stretched his limbs and said casually: "It's better to be free. I will help you do what you tell me. The premise is that the person must be a heinous person, otherwise it will be treated as if I didn't say anything."
Hearing this, the frowning Qiliang suddenly became energetic. He stuffed the folding fan into the jade belt around his waist and personally took the withered grass hanging on Jia Juesheng's clothes.
Jia Juesheng said again: "Don't be anxious yet. The most important thing is that I haven't said it yet."
Qiliang's expression changed, he tightly grasped the withered grass in his hand, and asked: "What?"
"Zi Yang doesn't agree, I won't help you kill anyone."
"Why? Do you still want to listen to him when doing things?"
"He is the captain, so I naturally have to listen to him, but I will still mention your request to him."
"I was the one who released him from this dungeon. If it weren't for me, he would still have to suffer in this prison. If he wanted to repay his kindness, he would not refuse." Qiliang took out the folding fan and waved it slowly. Lead the way.
Qi Liang brought Jia Juesheng to the outside of the main hall. He looked at the three people in the main hall. He knew Ziyang and Qiu Qianqian was a woman. The master of the house was Mr. Qiu Leng. . . . . . The man in black whom I beat in front of the underground palace? Is he the Master Qiu Leng that the sect master calls him? !
In front of the underground palace, he was beaten by me so that he didn't dare to fight back, but now he has become a person that no one in the entire ghost sect dares to provoke. How is this possible? !
Oh my gosh! Who on earth was I beating in front of the underground palace?
Although Qi Liang was confused, he still walked over and asked, "Excuse me, are you Mr. Qiu Leng?"
"Oh! That's me, just bring it." Qiu sneered and replied, with no look of anger on his face.
Plop!
Qi Liang immediately knelt in front of Qiu Leng and said with deep guilt: "Master Qiu Leng, I was the one who bumped into you when we were in the underground palace without seeing Taishan. I apologize to you here."
"You can take my life, but I just ask you not to anger the ghosts."
Qiu Leng said calmly: "It's okay. Didn't you just beat me up? It's not a problem, it's not a problem."
Jia Juesheng held a neat white dress with a jade belt and snow-colored white boots in his hands, and walked slowly to Zi Yang.
"Come on, try it. I personally selected this for you."
Ziyang's eyes turned red, and he reached out to touch the silky and delicate fabric, which was as smooth as water. This was the first time he had touched such silky fabric since he was a child.
Seeing that he hadn't moved or spoken for a long time, Jia Juesheng walked to a seat and said, "Come, sit here and I'll put it on for you."
Zi Yang took advantage of the moment he passed by and hurriedly wiped away the tears in his eyes and said with a smile: "No need. It's inconvenient because there are so many people here. I'd better wear it later."
Jia Juesheng glanced at Qiu Leng and others, put away his clothes, nodded and said, "That's right. Pei Yuan and the others are still waiting in Dou Shen Tower. I will take you to see them right now."
When Jia Juesheng passed by Qiu Leng, he did not forget to bow and thank his brother and sister. If it were not for them, the underworld would never have let him go so easily.
Zi Yang also bowed and said: "Thank you Qiu Leng. Thank you Qiu Qianqian. Thank you two brothers and sisters for helping me rescue Jia Juesheng."
After saying that, the two of them quickly left the Ghost Gate and headed straight for the Fighting God Tower.
