AWB Chapter 74 Liguan Mountain
Chapter 74 Liguan Mountain
The long chirping of night birds suddenly came from the air, Dugu Jin led several subordinates walking on the empty street, their shadows were elongated by the moonlight.
Their unhurried pace was the only sound in the silent street, and the night seemed to swallow everything.
Dugu Jin suddenly stopped, turned around suddenly, a black shadow quickly passed by in front of his eyes, and disappeared in the blink of an eye, Dugu Jin quickly followed up.
The whole Qingzhou was immersed in the icy night moonlight, the black shadow flitted extremely fast, Dugu Jin flew over the eaves and followed more than half of Qingzhou, but still lost.
He stopped, stood on a small empty street, searched around, and found nothing unusual. Finally, he suddenly looked at the house on the left that had not turned off the lights, and he could hear the movement inside the house.
There is a tree in front of the window outside the house, and a lamp is hung on the tree. The golden light illuminates a stone field, and the mottled branches and leaves cast shadows on the window.
Dugu Jin strolled over with his hands behind his back, and stood under the tree in the shadow of the lamp.
Under the flickering lights, two figures were vaguely reflected on the yellowed window paper, covered by the mottled tree shadows in front of the window.
There was an uproar in the room, Dugu Jin held back his breath a little, and realized that there were three people inside, one was a demon, one was a practitioner, and there was a sleeping child.
This child was born not long ago, and his breathing was different from that of ordinary children. He had concentrated spiritual power, and he was an excellent seedling of Taoism. Dugu Jin was quite shocked.
The practitioner inside is not low-level, but his spiritual power is relatively meager, and he is suspected of being seriously injured; and the monster is a monster with high level.
At this moment, several subordinates were panting and followed up. Seeing this situation, they wanted to step forward to find out, but Dugu Jin raised his hand to stop him.
Suddenly, there was a burst of urgent and violent crying of a baby.
Only then did Dugu Jin walk from under the tree to the closed wooden door, and stretched out his hand to push the door open.
The lights in the lobby of the house had been turned off, and it was completely dark, except for a bright yellow light in the room separated by the curtain.
Dugu Jin walked over to the room curtain, stood in front of the room and listened to the sound of fighting inside, after a while, he heard a woman's muffled pain, and then raised his hand and opened the curtain.
It was a mess, the wood in the room had collapsed, broken porcelain and wood were in a mess, and a woman with long hair in white fell to the ground, holding a baby in her arms.
The instigator was a bear spirit in human form, standing tall and mighty in front of the window, staring at a mother and child on the ground with a pair of bright red eyes, with a muffled roar coming from its throat.
The woman held the fairy sword in one hand, and hugged the crying baby in the other. Hearing the low roar of the bear spirit, she raised her eyes in fear and looked at the bear spirit who was about to rush over at any time. Supporting his body against the ground, he moved back a few steps.
She was so focused on escaping that she didn't notice anyone coming, so Dugu Jin stepped up and walked behind her, reaching out to help her, but when her hand touched her arm, she was startled.
When she realized that someone was going to help her up, the woman looked up at Dugu Jin, revealing a pale face from her long hair, looking at Dugu Jin with terrified eyes like a deer.
Dugu Jin smiled slightly at him, and comforted him: "Don't be afraid."
Seeing Dugu Jin being so gentle and calm, the woman also nodded firmly.
Xiong Jing saw that another person was coming to die, and was very happy. Seeing Dugu Jin helped the mother and son and kept them behind, it seemed that she had the determination to give up one to protect the other, so she rushed forward without thinking too much.
Dugu Jin led the two of them to the door, and as soon as he shook his hand, the fairy sword appeared in his hand. As soon as the sword came out, the woman recognized it as the fairy sword from Yunguan Realm. Zhean's younger sister Hua Zheyue's fairy sword.
But this ordinary fairy sword has little effect on enhancing the strength of a cultivator, so it is better to gather Qi as a blade to fight against it.
Immediately, the woman stopped Dugu Jin: "Wait."
Dugu Jin turned to look at her, and saw that the woman reached out and handed him her fairy sword.
Dugu Jin looked at it for a while and knew that this sword was much better than his own, so he was not polite, nodded and put away his sword, and reached out to take it.
In Dugu Jin's eyes, this bear spirit is nothing more than edible food, as long as it is defeated, it can take the inner alchemy and turn it into its own cultivation.
The action of the bear spirit is not slow because of its size, and its speed is not slow. On the contrary, it is much more agile than expected.
After two strokes with him, Dugu Jin retreated to the side of the woman, and smiled contemptuously at the corner of his mouth.
He has figured out the basic skills of Xiong Jing, and then he walked towards Xiong Jing.
Dugu Jin's footwork and swordsmanship are all very exquisite and ingenious, the figure is so fast that it is almost impossible to catch it, and in an instant it flies back to the woman's side, half kneeling on the sword and already dripping with sweat, breathing heavily, it is inevitable to look at Xiong Jing .
The Xiong Jing suddenly opened his eyes wide and looked at Dugu Jin. He didn't seem to understand why, and the flesh and blood began to burst everywhere on his body.
It took two steps forward, and fell down in the face of Dugu Jin's confident smile.
"Your trick?..." The woman looked at Dugu Jin in shock, she had never known such a trick before.
Dugu Jin stood up, and passed the sword to the woman: "Thank you, if it wasn't for your sword, it wouldn't be so easily subdued by my unique move."
Holding the child who had stopped crying in one hand, the woman stretched out her hand to push back the sword that Dugu Jin had returned: "This sword is not of much use to me, but it is good for Engong to use it."
Dugu Jin smiled and said: "Thank you for your kindness, Miss, but I already have a sword, and I don't want to change it now."
So, the woman had no choice but to take back the sword, at this moment, Dugu Jin said: "I have a doubt."
The woman looked at him: "Please tell me, benefactor."
Dugu Jin looked at her and the baby in her arms with his hands behind his back, and asked, "Why did the girl come to Qingzhou alone with the baby?"
No one knows that Qingzhou is dangerous, not to mention bringing a child with serious injuries, wouldn't it be suicide.
The woman looked at Dugu Jin, hesitated to speak, lowered her head and sighed slightly, and said: "I have nowhere to go, I can only escape here."
Xiong Jing's inner alchemy has come out from the body, Dugu Jin reached out to take it, and handed it to the woman: "Your body is so weak, please heal it."
In this strange place, a stranger cares so much, the woman looked at Dugu Jin with shining eyes, stretched out her hand tremblingly to take the inner alchemy, and said, "Thank you, benefactor."
Dugu Jin asked her: "What's your name?"
The woman replied: "Chen Zui'er."
Dugu Jin: "Drunk?"
The woman nodded and looked at him with sincerity in her eyes.
Dugu Jin said: "It's not safe for you to stay here, just follow me from now on."
Hearing this, she looked down at the child in her arms, then looked up at Dugu Jin, with tears in her eyes, and said, "Thank you."
Dugu Jin walked out of the room and asked, "Have you thought about the name of the child?"
"Chen Jiu, long, long, long," Chen Zui'er followed behind him step by step.
As soon as they went out, several subordinates saw Dugu Jin leading a pair of mother and son out, they didn't understand, so they looked at each other, and then listened to Dugu Jin's order: "Go find something to eat for the children."
All the subordinates looked at each other, and said after a while: "Yes."
Chen Zui'er, who was following Dugu Jin, stopped to look at him. Dugu Jin was walking with his arms behind his back. Seeing that no one was following, he turned around and raised his eyebrows to look at her, saying, "What's wrong?"
Chen Zui'er asked: "May I ask where benefactor is from?"
Dugu Jin smiled: "The capital, Son of Heaven, Dugu Jin."
At daybreak in Qingzhou, Dugu Jin took Chen Zui'er to find a place to live. After a night, many ghosts were eliminated, and everyone was a little tired.
Because Chen Zui'er needs to feed the baby, Dugu Jin ordered his subordinates to go to the kitchen to cook thick porridge for Chen Zui'er. Dugu Jin was sitting at the table resting, and after a while, the porridge was served on the table.
Chen Zui'er wanted porridge, so Dugu Jin helped to hold Chen Jiu.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he touched Chen Jiu who was asleep, Chen Jiu woke up and looked at Dugu Jin with round eyes.
Dugu Jin asked his subordinates to make rice milk and serve it. During the period, the more Dugu Jin looked at Chen Jiu, the more he thought he was cute, so he couldn't help teasing him, which made him giggle.
Dugu Jin looked at Chen Zui'er and said: "This kid is smart, I don't know where his father is?"
Chen Zui'er paused while drinking the porridge, then lowered her head, very melancholy, and said after a while: "He doesn't have a father."
The result was not surprising to Dugu Jin.
"It's better to recognize me as a foster father. I once had a child, but unfortunately he died on the battlefield." Dugu Jin stretched out his hand and poked Chen Jiu's chubby face.
"En! Thank you, Your Majesty!" Chen Zui'er got up and saluted.
At this moment, a sound came from the courtyard, Dugu Jin walked out immediately with Chen Jiu in his arms, and Chen Zui'er followed behind.
Mo Jianhan stood alone in the courtyard, raising his indifferent eyes to look at Chen Zui'er behind Dugu Jin.
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The karmic flames of hell are blazing, the ghosts lined up on the Naihe Bridge, and the river of Wangchuan flows slowly under the Naihe Bridge, and now there is no shadow of Po Meng at the end of the bridge, replaced by a huge soup making machine and a few guards The king of ghosts and gods who maintain order.
Everything was so peaceful that it was abnormal. Bai Wuchang was patrolling somewhere when he suddenly saw a female ghost on the bridge. He was startled at first, and then he was so frightened by her cold eyes that tears came to his eyes.
Not far away, Hei Wuchang and Bai Wuchang suddenly stopped by the bridge, walked over, and found that Bai Wuchang was looking at a female ghost with tears in his eyes, so he followed his gaze and rubbed the frightened Bai Wuchang .
Hei Wuchang comforted Bai Wuchang, so the female ghost walked over and said indifferently: "Zan Ning."
Zan Ning brushed back her long curly hair, curled her lips and narrowed her eyes slightly: "Why, aren't you surprised that I'm back?"
"Are you going to continue casting the sun to do the mission, or come back to be a ghost god?" Hei Wuchang asked her.
Zan Ning laughed and shrugged: "I don't do anything, just wait for someone."
Hei Wuchang said: "Follow me."
After saying that, he led Zan Ning towards the Sansheng Stone.
At this time, the flowers on the other side have not yet bloomed, and the sea of flowers is green, and the Sansheng Stone falls in front of this green.
Bai Wuchang looked at Zan Ning carefully, and followed him.
Zan Ning was dressed in white like other ghosts, but exuded a domineering aura. She pushed her hair behind her ears, folded her arms and looked at Hei Wuchang. With her red lips parted, she asked, "Is there any smoke?"
Hei Wuchang rubbed Bai Wuchang: "Xiaobai, go get it for her."
Bai Wuchang looked at Zan Ning in fear, nodded slowly, turned around and ran to find Yan.
Hei Wuchang asked her: "How long do you plan to stay?"
Zan Ning lowered her head, and the long curly hair that had been raised behind her ears fell down again, covering half of her face, and Hei Wuchang couldn't see her expression clearly, only her suddenly gloomy voice could be heard: "Wait for her to give me a Explain, and I'll leave."
"It turned out to be emotional." Hei Wuchang looked at her indifferently, "You shouldn't be emotional. If Meng Po finds out, she will definitely punish you severely."
Zan Ning sneered, not bothering about any punishment, she put her five fingers into her hair and smoothed it from head to tail, raised her eyes to look at Hei Wuchang with a half-smile.
Hei Wuchang asked, "What's her name?"
At this moment, Bai Wuchang hurried over with a pack of cigarettes and a gun, and handed them to her.
Zan Ning looked at Bai Wuchang, she reached out to catch the cigarette and the fire very naturally, she immediately opened the cigarette, took out one and put it in her mouth, lit the cigarette again, squinted her eyes and took a sip, then raised her hand to hold it between two fingers Taking off the cigarette, he raised his head and said to Hei Wuchang while exhaling the smoke: "It's rare that you talk so much, her name is Hua Yang, do you know her?"
Hei Wuchang originally thought that he would be an earth-shattering person, but Hua Yang had never heard of this name, and he didn't know this person, so he looked at Zan Ning with a straight face: "It's just a mortal, ghosts and gods shouldn't be emotional, forget about her."
Hearing this, Zan Ning, who lowered his head and smoked, raised his head, with dull pain in his eyes, but said with a smile: "I think so too, but I just don't understand certain things."
As she spoke, she lowered her head again: "Those things hurt my heart, and if I don't understand it, I can't let it go."
"It's ridiculous!" Hei Wuchang gave her an angry look, turned and left, Bai Wuchang looked at Hei Wuchang who was leaving, and then at Zan Ning who was still immersed in puffing clouds, and immediately followed Hei Wuchang.
Bai Wuchang asked in a low voice: "Xiaochang, should we report to Po Meng that Zanning is back?"
Hei Wuchang was indifferent and silent, just habitually took Bai Wuchang's hand and walked towards Po Meng's office.
Zan Ning sat on the Sansheng Stone, leaning on his long legs and lowering his head, smoking one cigarette after another.
When the third stick was drawn, a pair of feet wearing gray cloth shoes and a witch staff suddenly appeared.
Zan Ning immediately snuffed out the cigarette in his hand, put down his legs, stood up and looked at Granny Meng.
Meng Po asked slightly: "Did you meet her?"
Zan Ning stroked his hair, straightened his clothes, and asked, "Hua Yang?"
Po Meng corrected: "It's Hua Qing."
Hearing the word Hua Qing, Zan Ning was extremely moved, as if she had finally found the answer to something she couldn't figure out in her heart, but she was so unwilling, and immediately her eyes turned red, and her heart became panicked.
Yes, very unwilling.
She looked around with red eyes, was silent for a while, raised her head and blinked, forced back the tears, and exhaled the choked breath, her throat was still choked, she said: "She really is not a mortal."
Meng Po eagerly asked: "Listen to Xiao Chang, are you in love with her?"
"It doesn't matter whether you are emotional or not," Zan Ning smiled sarcastically, and tears suddenly rolled down when he lowered his eyes. Remember well."
After saying that, she turned around, facing a piece of green plants on the other side, lowered her head, completely unable to hold back the tears that rolled down.
Hei Wuchang and Bai Wuchang were watching not far away, and Bai Wuchang suddenly said, "I've never seen Sister Zanning cry?"
Hei Wuchang said coldly: "Who can bear the fact that the person in his heart not only likes other people, but also hurts himself because of that person's use."
Bai Wuchang blinked his big eyes at Hei Wuchang, and asked, "Is there someone in Xiaochang's heart?"
Heiwuchang glanced at Baiwuchang, and said indifferently: "No."
Zan Ning re-lined the soup line and returned to the bridgehead. From time to time, she lowered her head and breathed out her depression, and from time to time she raised her head to force back tears. After a while, it was her turn.
She took a big bowl of Mengpo soup and held it in front of her chest, with a mocking smile on her lips. She gently shook the transparent and colorless Mengpo soup in the bowl, and her memory suddenly stopped at the time when she first saw Huayang. time.
People really are the most beautiful only when they first meet.
After a little hesitation, she closed her eyes and raised her head to pour Meng Po soup down.
A hand suddenly squeezed her hand holding the bowl, snatching the Mengpo soup she brought to her lips.
Zan Ning raised her eyelids to look sideways, and a cold face appeared in front of her eyes, which made her slightly taken aback.
Hua Qing handed the Mengpo soup in her hand to the ghost behind Zan Ning, and then pulled the man to the Three Lives Stone.
As soon as Hua Qing let go, Zan Ning lowered her head and let out a dull laugh. She brushed the hair covering her eyes, then took out a cigarette and fire from her body, took a cigarette in her mouth, lit it, He sucked it up one mouthful at a time.
After only three puffs, the cigarette was finished by Zan Ning. She threw the cigarette butt away, looked at Hua Qing who didn't say a word, and said, "Sure enough, you have been playing with me all the time. Let me ask you, is it fun?"
Hua Qing said coldly: "I told you earlier that there is someone in my heart, and it is your own willingness."
"I am willing to you," Zan Ning looked at Hua Qing's indifferent expression and her heart trembled. She lit another cigarette, and the hand holding the cigarette trembled a little, her long curly hair hung on the arm that lit the cigarette.
She took a puff of the lit cigarette, calmed down slowly, and then continued to say to Hua Qing: "But Huayang, do you know that I don't want to fight for someone surnamed Cui? Him? How can he compare to me. "
"I'd rather you fired the gun at me than block the bullet for him," Zan Ning's voice was a little choked up, she turned her head and put her hand between her eyebrows to rub her eyes that were about to cry, but her voice still changed It became a crying voice, and she almost couldn't speak, "It was you who tricked me into blocking it."
"He is a drug lord who deserves to die, but in the end it was me who was accused of being reviled by the world. You know that I am a policeman," Zan Ning said with a trembling voice, "I understand now that it's not that I can't compare to him, but that I always Lost from the start, lost long ago.”
"It's only now that I understand that you are not cruel and ruthless, it's not that you are not gentle and don't like to laugh, it's just that you gave him all your kindness, righteousness, gentleness and smile, and I am nothing."
Holding back tears and trembling, Zan Ning smoked half of the cigarette in one gulp, stroked his hair, walked to the soup line with red eyes and tears, and jumped to the front.
Zan Ning's hand that received the soup trembled violently, but Hua Qing in the distance called her at this moment: "Zan Ning."
She didn't want to pay any attention to her at first, but she still couldn't help turning her head, only to see that Hua Qing had already arrived in front of her.
Hua Qing took the Mengpo Tang from her hand again, and handed it to the ghost behind Zan Ning, pulling him aside.
Zan Ning broke away from her hand, raised his hand to wipe away tears, and said: "It's time to say goodbye, I hope I won't meet you again in the future, and I also hope that Cui Lianyun can turn his prodigal son back and love you well."
After all, turn around.
Hua Qing suddenly said: "I'm already dead."
Zan Ning turned his head, his red eyes filled with disbelief and anger: "Who killed you?!"
Hua Qing approached the person, and raised her hand to caress her cheek: "I was a step late, when I went, the gun had already been fired."
After saying this, Hua Qing leaned over to cover her fiery red lips.
Zan Ning slightly pushed her away, wanting to ask her what's the matter, but her eyes met Hua Qing's. Her cold eyes became extremely hot at some point, and Zan Ning instantly fell into her fiery and affectionate eyes. Then he hungrily kissed Hua Qing's lips.
There was still the smell of cigarettes on Zan Ning's lips, and in just a moment, it was lingering between their lips and teeth.
Not far away, Hei Wuchang indifferently stretched out his hand to cover Bai Wuchang's eyes.
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