fifth form

Chapter 1769: The Forgetful Nezha

Zhang Xuezhou is very good at building relationships.

His presence in the Dongtianmen Secret Realm is not very strong, and his interactions with Nezha are extremely limited.

But this did not prevent him from using it to build closer relationships.

"Which one are you?"

"I'm Dongfang Shuo. My uncle Yao Yuanguang works at Dongtianmen. He took us to Dongtianmen last time!"

"Can not remember!"

"Jinxia Yuanjun even treated us to tea!"

"It turns out to be my senior brother's guest!"

Nezha's memory seemed to be a bit bad, and the other party didn't remember Zhang Xuezhou at all.

It was not until Zhang Xuezhou mentioned Jinxia Yuanjun's hospitality that Nezha showed a little more kindness.

"Get out of the way if you're in the way. We're just checking. They didn't run away, why are they tied up?" Nezha cursed, "Besides, there's nowhere to escape in a place like this!"

"Nezha, don't make trouble, this is a serious matter," shouted a general wearing red armor and with a stern look.

"It's a serious matter, it's not my fault anyway, and Dongtianmen is not responsible for guarding the North Sea Eye." Nezha shrugged and said, "You'd better check it quickly and release my brother's guest, otherwise I will get angry and beat you up!"

"You traitor!"

"Pooh!"

The general shouted a rebuke, and Nezha, not wanting to be outdone, spitted back at him. This situation caused the cultivators in the surrounding fairy courts to inevitably retreat several steps.

"Rebellious son...check them quickly!"

The general gritted his teeth and cursed, then reached into his sleeve to take the treasure.

When Nezha waved his arm and caught a golden circle in his hand, he stopped reaching for the object and turned to instruct others to check quickly.

"Please face this mirror. As long as there is no shadow of a monster in the mirror, you have passed the test!"

A monk in a wide robe with big sleeves came forward holding a mirror half a person's height and signaled everyone not to panic.

"If you are really possessed by a demon, it would be a good thing for us to check it out," said the monk.

"If you believe them, and really want to find out what kind of monster is on you, this group of people will definitely use all kinds of magic weapons and spells to chop you into pieces," Nezha sneered.

"Of course there are no monsters on us!"

Gongsun Hong argued, with a gloomy look on his face, while Zhang Xuezhou and Li Shaojun dropped the wooden stick in their hands and the vines that were wrapped around their hands respectively.

People are not afraid of being possessed by evil spirits. They are just afraid of detecting a trace of related aura, and then being attacked by everyone. If they die, they will have no place to complain.

Based on the information provided by Nezha, everyone threw away anything on their bodies that might cause problems.

Of course, people only have so much in their hands.

Rattan sticks and wooden canes really don't attract much attention.

"What kind of poison did you take? Your heart and lungs are all black!"

Gongsun Hong was the first to walk up to the mirror. When the monk looked at himself in the mirror, the monk couldn't help but complain, feeling that Gongsun Hong's health was too bad.

"I took some random drugs when I was breaking through the realm!"

Gongsun Hong responded with a wry smile, then quickly retreated.

Sweat broke out on his forehead, and he felt that he was lucky not to be misjudged.

Judging from the murderous look of these people, if he was beaten to death here, he would have no place to seek justice.

"You first or me first?"

"I don't mind!"

Li Shaojun asked, and Zhang Xuezhou responded casually.

This made Li Shaojun push Zhang Xuezhou slightly, and his eyes swept over the large, peculiarly shaped mirror held by the monk.

When the mirror projected bright light onto Zhang Xuezhou, revealing his internal body and brain, Li Shaojun could even see Zhang Xuezhou's skull trembling and jumping slightly, which made his face extremely solemn.

"Did someone punch you in the head? Did the overpass get broken? I'm afraid this dark area is damaged by the hidden danger you left behind!"

The monk glanced at Zhang Xuezhou.

The previous monk's internal organs were poisoned and damaged, while the monk in front of him looked normal but had been hit hard on the head and was still injured.

It is normal for these two friends to encounter a shipwreck.

He waved his hand, signaling Zhang Xuezhou to pass.

"Could Shen Gongbao be hiding in that dark area?"

"You mean Shen Gongbao smashed his head and then possessed his body here? And then let this body return to Beihai Eye?" "Shen Gongbao would not choose to use up... a cultivator who lacks the qualifications to practice as a repository!"

"makes sense!"

There were a few short discussions.

Perhaps it was because of Nezha, or perhaps it was because the Immortal Court no longer had the same style as before of preferring to kill the wrongdoers rather than let them go, Zhang Xuezhou barely passed.

It was not until Zhang Xuezhou found his stick that Li Shaojun stood in front of him with a serious face.

The feeling of his internal organs being seen through surged into Li Shaojun's heart, and he was horrified.

"There are shadows here, and there are dark areas here!"

"There's something hidden in his body!"

"Wait, that's my great ancestor blessing me, don't mess around...ah!"

Zhang Xuezhou survived with a broken head, but Li Shaojun was not so lucky.

When two suspicious places appeared in the mirror, one monk had already raised the golden hammer in his hand, and someone else took the magic rope.

The monk's mirror that was shining on Li Shaojun flipped over, and a white light flew out. Li Shaojun immediately screamed and fell to the ground.

"One side of the Yin-Yang Mirror controls life and can reveal where the body is ill, while the other side controls death. A flash of the mirror can kill the enemy. This magic weapon is truly enviable!"

"Even if Shen Gongbao is hiding in his body, his soul will surely fly away once he is illuminated by this mirror, and he will only fall into Beihai's eyes again."

The monk holding the mirror killed Li Shaojun. The immortals ignored the killing and instead admired the mystery of the monk's magic weapon.

The immortals looked around, but did not see any three souls flying out of Li Shaojun's body. After praising him for a few words, they could not help but remain silent.

"I've already said that if these guys detect any trace of someone related, they will all come forward, ugh!"

Nezha sneered.

When his eyes swept over the monk holding the mirror, he saw the other party looked back at Nezha helplessly, and then looked at the general wearing a big crown.

According to the convention of the Immortal Court, not to mention Li Shaojun's situation, even Zhang Xuezhou would have been killed by a mirror.

The good thing about Zhang Xuezhou was that he called Nezha the Third Prince and was acquainted with Jinxia Yuanjun, but Nezha also had an unreasonable temper.

This means that even if someone notices a problem, everyone will try to make it harmless to avoid getting into trouble.

As for the dead Li Shaojun, he can only blame himself for his bad luck.

The blessing of Taizu is of no use. The only thing that works is the blessing of Nezha, the Third Prince who came to watch the fun.

Everyone is just doing their job and no one wants to risk their life. As long as there are no obvious traces of Shen Gongbao during the inspection, they can turn a blind eye.

After everyone went through the motions, they warned Gongsun Hong, who was seriously ill, not to make trouble because of his companion's death.

After a few whispers, the monk holding the mirror went forward to report to the leading general.

"relative?"

"no!"

"friend?"

"We have done things together a few times, so we can be considered friends in need!"

"You still have a little conscience. You didn't turn your back on your friend after he died. Don't worry. With me here, they won't dare to investigate you. Besides, these bastards obviously killed the wrong person just now!"

Nezha, who had nothing to do, looked at the corpse lying on the ground, then looked at Zhang Xuezhou who was squatting beside him and asked a few questions.

Zhang Xuezhou's character isn't too bad, which makes Nezha willing to chat with him.

After Zhang Xuezhou responded with a few words, Nezha asked curiously.

"Brother said Xiao Yao went out to help me with some work. What kind of work did he do? Did he go to help me find the master?"

"Uncle Yao seems to have gone to Huainan, but it's not convenient for me to ask what he did specifically!"

"What's there in Huainan?"

"My impression of Huainan is that there are oranges to eat there!"

"Could it be that Xiao Yao helped me pick oranges?"

Nezha was a little curious, and for a moment he was itching to go to Huainan.

But as long as he thought of the rule that Jinxia Yuanjun had instructed not to intrude into the human world, he could only stop thinking about picking oranges.

"I haven't known the taste of oranges for many years. When you see Xiao Yao, ask him to pick more for me!"

Nezha muttered a few times and Zhang Xuezhou also asked a few questions.

After repeated identification, Zhang Xuezhou was sure that Nezha no longer remembered many things in recent years, including what happened on their journey to Dongtianmen.

The other party seemed to have a forgetful problem, and only some extremely close and familiar people were remembered by Nezha.