Hey, this guy actually doesn't follow common sense...
The old Taoist was full of curses in his heart, but he did not care about this young disciple and left the gate of Luo Mansion.
This old Taoist was the avatar of He Ping'an. He originally went to Mian County to find Luo Lan Xin and the fragments of the ancient book, and at the same time, he was also involved in the cause and effect.
Unexpectedly, Luo Lanxin left Mian County, and the fragments of the ancient book hit Yinchuan Kong again. Until today, Luo Lanxin was truly found.
He Ping'an didn't like to be a gentleman, and he was worried that his image of a sloppy old Taoist was not positive enough, so he specially transformed into an old Taoist with an immortal style and a fair face, just to enter the Luo Mansion with integrity.
Unexpectedly, he died before he left the army and was stopped by this little disciple.
"That's all, everyone in the world seeks immortals, but they don't know the immortals when they see them..."
He Ping'an didn't have time to waste here. He walked to a side alley. As the ethereal voice came out, his figure gradually disappeared and he entered the Luo Mansion directly.
"Miss, it's almost the end of the year and the city is very lively. We might as well go out and have a look."
In a boudoir that was elegantly decorated with pink curtains and gauze, a crisp female voice sounded.
"Xiao Cui, you and the Liu family brother can go, I won't go."
Another faint female voice sounded, weak and full of melancholy and sadness.
He Ping'an's heart moved. This Xiaocui was Luo Lanxin's maid, and the Liu family's brother was the disciple of Luo Mansion.
He had predicted before that Xiao Cui and the Liu family brother were in love, but Luo Lan Xin was not married. Xiao Cui had grown up with Luo Lan Xin since she was a child, and was reluctant to let Luo Lan Xin go, so she never agreed to that. The marriage of the younger brother of the Liu family.
"If the lady doesn't go, then Xiaocui won't go either."
"I'm going to tell that little brother from the Liu family... so that he doesn't have to wait any longer."
Hearing that Roland was upset, Xiaocui also lost her mood for traveling, so she walked to the front hall to inform the doorman.
He Ping'an suddenly felt relieved. That disciple had made him suffer a small loss. Now, retribution was coming.
As Xiaocui went out, He Pingan turned into a breeze and appeared in Luo Lanxin's boudoir.
"Who are you?"
Luo Lan was startled when He Pingan suddenly appeared in front of him. He stared at He Pingan with his big beautiful eyes and shouted loudly.
"Don't worry, Miss Luo, I am..."
In He Ping'an's view, Luo Lanxin should easily believe that he dressed up in such a fairy-like manner...
"Certainly!"
In an instant, He Pingan gave a sharp shout, and with one finger of one hand, mana surged out, freezing Roland's heart in place, unable to move.
Luo Lanxin was holding a huge vase in her hand. If she had been a few moments later, the vase might have hit He Ping'an directly in the face.
"Are all Daxuan's women so tough?"
He Ping'an sighed, took the vase out of Luo Lanxin's hand, and put it back where it was.
Within Luo Lanxin's long eyelashes, her eyes kept rolling, looking at He Pingan, there was not much fear in her eyes, only a little doubt.
"Luo Lan Xin, I am the Three Crazy Taoist. I came here this time to repay you with some karma. You don't need to panic."
"Pindao doesn't have any bad thoughts towards you..."
He Ping'an came slowly and explained his purpose. Seeing that Luo Lan's doubts seemed to be relieved, he said: "If you agree to me, just blink your eyes three times in a row, and I will remove the magic power and let you speak first."
After Luo Lanxin heard this, she blinked her bright eyes several times in succession, and He Ping'an waved his hand to remove part of the magic power, only keeping her figure still, but she could already speak.
Who knows, the spell has just been removed...
"Help..."
Luo Lanxin shouted at the top of her voice, and the woman's high-pitched voice immediately spread out of the boudoir and into the distance.
"well......"
"You can shout whatever you want. If you can call one person, you will win."
He Ping'an looked helpless and looked at Luo Lanxin.
I found a stool everywhere, sat down, and watched her perform.
He Pingan's spiritual consciousness detected that at the gate of Luo Mansion, Xiaocui had found the disciple and said that the young lady and he could not go out, which disappointed the disciple.
But during the chat, he still mentioned that he had just driven away an old liar.
"Cui, you must pay attention. Those who are good-looking, those who are immortal, charming, and suave are not good things."
"None of them are as reliable as someone with an ordinary appearance like me!"
Xiaomenzi said, boasting in front of Xiaocui that as long as he was there, no one could sneak in.
In this Luo Mansion, the masters and servants are all experts at preventing fraud...
He Ping'an secretly thought that in his previous life, these masters and servants of the Luo Mansion could be the spokesperson for anti-fraud propaganda.
But I, a mighty Martial Saint, am blocked by a small door like yours. If I don’t repair you, how can I still be shameless?
He Ping'an thought, and an illusion fell on Menzi and Xiaocui.
In a daze, Menzi, who was still chatting, felt that he had fallen into a dream. In that dream, he turned into a fierce horse, and only Miss Cui'er could subdue it...
The entire Luo Mansion is under the control of He Pingan, and it is impossible for anyone to notice it, let alone come to rescue.
A quarter of an hour later, Roland's heart was dry and his throat was filled with smoke, and he stopped calling for help.
When He Pingan saw that she finally stopped shouting, his expression widened and he opened his newly sealed ear veins.
Luo Lanxin's voice is really loud. If he continues to practice martial arts, He Ping'an estimates that he will be no weaker than Liu Yue'e's Hedong Lion Roar...
"What on earth do you want to do?"
Luo Lanxin asked. At this time, there was finally a trace of panic on her face, and she was no longer as sturdy as before.
If her hands and feet weren't bound by magic, she might have covered her chest.
"What do I want to do?"
"I'm just here to pay back the karma..."
He Pingan explained helplessly.
Hearing this, Luo Lanxin looked at He Ping'an carefully again and confirmed that he did not know this person. Although he said nothing, his eyes were full of disbelief.
"Forget it, let's go straight to Huanglong..."
He Ping'an's eyes narrowed, and his powerful consciousness was thrust out like a javelin, directly inserted into Roland's heart and soul, and interrupted the soul-forbidden technique that imprisoned Roland's heart and soul.
As the Soul Confinement Technique was broken, Luo Lanxin's pretty face first showed a look of endless pain, and then the pain eased, and a sad and mournful aura emerged from her face.
Silently, crystal tears seeped out of his eyes, slid down his cheeks, and wet the clothes on his chest.
Seeing that the soul confinement spell was released, He Ping'an removed the magic power, and Luo Lan's heart was free again.
"Woooo... Zhang Lang..."
Luo Lanxin regained control of her body and collapsed on her soft bed, heartbroken.
After a quarter of an hour, Luo Lanxin finally stopped sobbing, looked at He Pingan and said, "Who are you?"
"What do you want?"
He Ping'an shook his head helplessly. This has restored your memory. Why do you still have so many questions?
"I am the Three Crazy Taoist, you know, the Dragon Riding Martial Saint..."
He Pingan regained his slovenly Taoist appearance and decided to tell his name, which surprised Luo Lanxin.
"Three Crazy Taoists... Dragon-riding Martial Saint..."
Luo Lanxin chewed it in his mouth for a moment, and then said with certainty: "I haven't heard of it."
"I......"
He Ping'an almost spit out a mouthful of old blood. You don't even know about the Dragon Riding Martial Saint. He decided to give Luo Lanxin a good science education and let him know the greatness of the Martial Saint.
"You said you came here to repay karma?"
Luo Lanxin asked, interrupting He Pingan's thoughts of preparing for popular science.
He Pingan nodded: "Not bad..."
"You'd better block my memory. I don't want to know about these past events anymore."
Luo Lanxin wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and said.
"What do you mean by that?"
He Pingan raised his head and looked at Luo Lanxin in surprise.
"After so many years, I have figured it out. Zhang Lang and I are now separated by yin and yang. We are destined to have no destiny. We have no destiny in this life. Keeping this relationship is just a knot in our hearts. It is better to forget it."
Luo Lanxin said with determination on her pretty face.
"So, have you really forgotten?"
At this time, He Ping'an suddenly said: "If you forget, why are you still not married after so many years, long past the age of hair?"
"As far as I know, your father has found many young talents for you over the years, but it's a pity that you can't look down on any of them."
Roland's heart trembled, He Pingan's words fell into her heart.
Although her memory was blocked by the soul-forbidden technique, for some reason, there was always a knot in her heart. She always felt that in her eyes, any man was inferior to the young scholar in the dream who was dressed in blue and had a handsome face.
Up to now, Luo Lanxin had already passed the age for women to get married, but she was still alone.
"What's the point of talking about this now?"
There was despair on Luo Lanxin's pretty face: "Zhang Lang has entered the netherworld, but I am still in the world of the sun. There is no chance of meeting each other in this life."
