Misery: my feet step out of the flames of war

Chapter 432 Friends Resurrection

Young Master Xiaona usually doesn't talk much, but when he does, he talks a lot and is annoying.

For some reason, Gusu Huanjian just couldn't stand the look on his face where he was determined to tie up his snow clothes.

He immediately said: "Move your mouth and tease the birds. Is this the style of Confucianism?"

Naturally, the young master would not be polite when he smiled and said: "The star of Western Confucianism who was astonished by his art in Taihe Palace back then abandoned his home and fled without any reason and failed to live up to the high expectations of the court master. I am very doubtful about Xie Xueyi's sense of responsibility. Besides, that girl Wen Shumei, Only someone with a brain like Xue Yi would believe her."

"Let's talk with the sword!"

After eliminating his doubts about Xue Yi, Gusu Huanjian unknowingly stood up for Xue Yi. He immediately drew his sword and pointed it at the young master from afar, smiling.

Xie Xueyi stepped forward helplessly and stood between the two of them.

"I am indeed puzzled about the matter of my adopted sister, but the first priority now is to find the Wanchahuangyan, which is one of the three seals that seals the Hell of Yama."

"What are the other two?"

Gusu Huanjian did not participate in the battle between the Sword Clan and the Ghost Prison back then, so it would be better to tie Xueyi to understand.

"The second one is Zhang Qiu Wuqi's Six Precepts Divine Seal, and the third one is the seven pure seals of the incantation placed by the Buddha himself."

"My friend has a special sword soul transformation body. After his death, his soul should be able to break the seal... So, only the seal of the Buddha is left unbroken?"

Xie Xueyi was full of worry: "Although the Buddha has passed away long ago, we cannot rule out that someone in the Xihuang Buddhist world has obtained the Buddha's mantle and can break this seal."

"What are you talking about? Hurry and go to Xifo to report the news."

Gusu's idea of ​​returning the sword is very simple. He tells the Buddhist world of Xihuang about the seriousness of this matter. As long as the people of Xifo don't break the seal, the ghost prison will not be able to come out.

Young Master Xiaona said coldly again: "Didn't you connect all these things?"

"If you have something to say, say it quickly, and if you have a fart, hurry up!"

The bird that the young master smiled at was similar in color to Xue Xueyi. Seeing him teasing the white bird, Gusu Huanjian felt that he was secretly trying to deal with Xue Xueyi.

"Zhangchou Wuqi's sword has been tampered with, which proves that this is a conspiracy. So who wants him to die? Who can benefit from his death?"

"The Hell of Yama!"

"Zuo Qiumo and his little sister are undercover agents in the Ghost Prison. Where is Wen Shumei?"

"It has nothing to do with the ghost prison!"

"Since Lang Huan once appeared in Youxiantai, the relationship between Youxiantai and the Ghost Prison is intriguing. Do you think so?"

Xie Xueyi pondered: "The Wanhaihuangyan was also lost in Youxiantai. I booked a room at that time, but in fact, I hid the Wanxiahuangyan in another room."

"The people from Ghost Prison must have been searching here for a long time, and their undercover agents are even people from Youxiantai."

Young Master Xiaona came to the final conclusion.

The three of them each thought about the suspicious characters in Youxiantai, the madam Mang Susu? It's not like such a greedy and despicable person.

The piano player, the maid, the servant... they all look alike.

There was only one person, Young Master Xiaona and Xie Xueyi looked at each other and understood.

"Tonight, I will enter her dream to find out the truth."

"Into her dream, this?"

"Oh, you are a gentleman. This kind of despicable thing can be done by my young master. There is no need to damage the reputation of the wise scholar."

Gusu Huanjian was a little confused: "Hey, what riddles are you playing?"

"She is the biggest suspect for monopolizing the spring breeze and leaving Peony alone."

"what!"

Gusu Huanjian absolutely did not believe that the oiran was from the Ghost Prison, and immediately said: "I will not allow anyone to touch Miss Peony!"

Seeing that the two were about to fight again, Xue Yi pulled them away again.

"Besides the courtesan, there is another person who deserves our attention." "Who?"

"The Shanshui Lang who appeared inexplicably in the Western Desert."

"Xue Yi, your wisdom is finally back. Before I came here, I heard a rumor that many Buddhists have been killed in recent days. The person who appeared at the scene was the harmless Shanshui Lang."

Gusu returned the sword and still refused to believe it: "Do you Confucian people like to be so jealous? A man of mountains and rivers has no power to restrain a chicken. He kills people. What a joke!"

Young Master Xiaona left the backyard with a few words: "Well-developed limbs but simple mind."

"you!"

Gusu Huanjian felt depressed, so he went back to the building to search around, but found no sign of Shanshui Lang, so he simply left the market.

Since Tunshou Evil Mouth is the sealed place of Ghost Prison, it is better to go there to explore for clues.

After walking for dozens of miles, suddenly, a misty flute sound came from the cold wind. Gusu Huanjian immediately stopped and listened.

"It's the sound of my friend's flute, I will definitely hear it wrong!"

Shocked in his heart, Gusu returned his sword and ran towards the direction where the sound of the flute came from.

After a while, they saw a Buddhist and a swordsman facing each other coldly in the wilderness.

The Buddha carries the Eightfold Wheel of Time on his back, like a Vajra with angry eyes.

The swordsman was silently playing the flute, but the dark sword behind his back was moving with murderous intent.

While he was in a state of solemnity, Gusu Huijian glanced in surprise. In front of him was an old friend reborn!

"You are stubborn and stubborn, and your temperament is hard to change. The fear of law can only capture you!"

The Buddha is none other than Dharmawe Vajra, one of the Four Zen Heavens of West Buddha. He traced the case of the murder of the Buddha and pursued it all the way to this point. As a result, the scholar disappeared and the swordsman appeared.

Just as Dharmawe Vajra was about to take action, Gusu Huijian came to him with tears in his eyes: "My dear friend!"

"Ok?"

But he saw the mysterious swordsman looking back. For an instant, his eyes were filled with white light. When the dust and smoke dissipated, the swordsman had disappeared in the wilderness.

"where is the guy?"

Gu Su Huan Jian looked around blankly and called loudly: "Friend, Zhang Qiu Wuji, please come out! If you are still alive, why do you avoid me? I am your brother-in-law!"

The scattered calls did not bring any movement. Gusu Huijian was at a loss and extremely sad.

Dharmaweijingang walked up to him and asked in confusion: "Unexpected revenge? Friend? What on earth is going on?"

"It's you, you stinky bald ass, who made your best friend run away. Let's see how Gusu Huanjian treats you. Drink!"

The distressed Gusu returned the sword and punched and kicked him unreasonably.

Dharmawe Vajra frowned and said: "It is useless to argue. I hope you can calm down and go to the Guilong tree in the west corner of Xihuang Buddhist Realm. The poor monk is waiting for you here."

The Buddha fled away, leaving Gusu returning the sword even more angrily.

"Come back! If you have the guts, give it a go and fight!"

The wilderness is silent, and the forest leaves are falling coldly.

Gusu Huanjian didn't know that everything in front of him was really an illusion. He had been pursuing it for a long time and risked his life to avenge his friend. If there was really no end to the revenge, why would he hide from him?

At this time, a voice suddenly came from behind: "Gusu returns the sword."

"you!"

Looking back in shock, the person in front of him turned out to be the Shanshui Lang.

Gusu returned the sword and grabbed his chest: "Shanshui Lang, tell me, where is my friend? What is your relationship with him?"

"Auntie... Gusu returned the sword. Your friend is dead. Maybe you, like me, just saw ghosts."

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