The Trick of Longevity, Paper-cutting Becomes a Spirit

Chapter 259 The bright moon shines on the lake

Lu Qian looked at the crowd, his eyes suddenly covered with a layer of blue light.

He glanced at everyone's faces, but found nothing unusual.

Moreover, the mental connection between the paper brides and Lu Qian is very close, and that familiar feeling does not seem to be a problem.

If they say there is no problem...

The one with the problem...is himself?
Lu Qian glanced around and was about to ask for details when he suddenly saw Wang Zirong standing there, his expression unchanged.

Seeing Wang Zirong's expression, Lu Qian reacted immediately. After thinking about it for a moment, he asked her, "What's going on?"

Wang Zirong looked at Lu Qian, then sighed, "It's the mountain god."

Lu Qian looked at Wang Zirong, waiting for her next words.

Wang Zirong looked at Lu Qian and asked, "Do you have any memory of... when we entered the cabin?"

The wooden house, in the underworld, is the home of the mountain god.

Lu Qian thought for a while and said, "I have a very clear memory of when we entered the wooden house, but I have neither seen the mountain god inside, nor the Youshui Mountain. Of course, I have seen the mountain god's skin."

Wang Zirong thought for a moment and said, "If that's the case, then maybe He has done something to your memory."

Hearing these words, Lu Qian's pupils suddenly shrank.

How could he have his memory tampered with without knowing it?

how can that be!

His mental power level has now reached level nine, and his mental power is so sensitive.

How could it be possible that someone could silently tamper with their own memories?

If such a thing really happened, how powerful would the mountain god be?
Lu Qian looked at Wang Zirong and asked, "Why didn't you say it then?"

Wang Zirong smiled bitterly and said: "I didn't know it was the mountain god at first, but you were chatting enthusiastically with them. How did I know what was going on? Besides, later...I also hinted at you with my eyes, but you But there is no response. How do I know what you are thinking, and I dare not speak randomly. If it disrupts any of your plans, won't you still blame me?"

"when will you……"

Lu Qian suddenly remembered that there seemed to be something wrong with the way Wang Zirong looked at him.

However, with such a subtle "hint", who knows what you are "hinting"?
I'm not the roundworm in your stomach?
But having said that, from Wang Zirong's perspective, it seems that she can't be said to have done something wrong.

People are so separated from each other that it is difficult for anyone to guess what the other person is thinking.

Of course, this is also due to differences in personal personalities. If it were Xiaofeng, he would definitely have said it on the spot.

If it was Zuo Qiuling...she could understand it immediately with a subtle glance.

After all, Lu Qian and Wang Zirong still got along for too short a time, and their understanding of each other was still not deep enough.

Thinking of this, Lu Qian suppressed the anger in his heart and asked, "Then how did you find out later?"

Wang Zirong said: "I have known the mountain god for so many years, and I am still relatively familiar with him."

Lu Qian nodded and said, "When you were in the underworld, you wanted to see Him again, so you wanted to say something. So, have you said it?"

Wang Zirong nodded and said, "I have already seen Him after we came out. Later, I didn't notice when He disappeared."

After hearing this, Lu Qian nodded and said angrily, "It's good that I've seen you before."

Wang Zirong looked at Lu Qian, pouted, and rolled his eyes.

Lu Qian had already turned his head, looked at the sky, and fell into deep thought.

Now he wished he could release all the hummingbirds immediately and find the mountain god back immediately.

But reason told him that he couldn't do that.

The imperial court is looking for gods everywhere. At this moment, they cannot stick together with these gods.

The imperial court has an endless supply of troops and many masters. With his current strength, he is far from having the capital to compete with the imperial court.

Even if this mountain god left on his own, he would still be interested.

Fortunately, He has no ill intentions towards him, otherwise...

Thinking of this, Lu Qian couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.

The lack of memory made it impossible for him to review what happened at that time.

This feeling is really terrible.

Where is the problem?

Could it be that he was tricked by the mountain god because his cultivation level was too shallow?
The overall strength of a person is like a barrel with uneven boards.

No matter how long your longboard is, the shortboard will become a fatal weakness and can easily be exploited by the enemy.

If faced with a real enemy, then...

Perhaps he had died unknowingly.

It seems that you still have to improve your own strength.

Wang Zirong saw that Lu Qian's face was uncertain and he looked very annoyed, so he couldn't help but said: "He is a god after all, and we don't know what kind of methods he has." Lu Qian said: "Okay, let's ignore him for now. Now. Since the imperial court has set its sights on this place, no matter what their purpose is, let’s leave first.”

After that, he was the first to board the wind chariot.

There were so many people at the scene that even a wind chariot could not accommodate them.

However, paper brides can basically fly, and their flying speed is not slower than the windmill.If you can't get on the bus, just fly by yourself.

The wind chariot filled with people rose straight up.When it rose to about three feet, Lu Qian looked at the yard under his feet, and his spiritual power was burning. Every corner of the yard and the house was ignited at the same time.

The house, which is mostly made of wood, burns quickly and will be a whitewash before long.

Whatever traces Lu Qian and the others left in this house had been burned down by a fire.

After Lu Qian set the house on fire, he continued to fly upward until he reached an altitude of more than a hundred feet before flying toward the southeast.

To the southeast is the endless plain lake.

The imperial court deployed controls around Huliu City, but they were afraid they wouldn't be able to monitor it above the lake.

The wind chariot moved against the wind and flew a mile or two away in the blink of an eye.

Shu Wanying and others flew to the left and right of the wind chariot.

At this time, Lu Qian turned to look at Qinglin and Baitan in the car, and asked, "You are familiar with this area. Is there anywhere near here, about a hundred miles away, where I can rest for a while?"

Qing Lin was stunned and said: "Baili has already exceeded the scope of Ping... Lake. You can land anywhere..."

Bai Tan coughed lightly, interrupted Qing Lin and said, "Ah, Qing Lin, what Lu Qian means is to find a private place."

After speaking, he said to Lu Qian: "I happen to know this place. Let me show you the way."

"Ah."

Lu Qian looked at the direction of Bai Tan's finger and poured out his spiritual power, increasing the speed of the wind chariot to the maximum.

It was night, the sky was clear and cloudless, and a bright moon hung high in the sky, illuminating the earth brightly.

At your feet, there is an endless lake. If the lake surface were not as calm as a mirror, it would really feel like the sea.

In this remote place in the northwest, there was such a huge lake, which made Lu Qian feel a little weird.

Looking down from a high altitude, the lake beneath your feet is filled with sparkling light, like a moving sea of ​​stars.

Although Pingyuan Lake is large, at the flying speed of the windmill, it flew out of Pingyuan Lake soon.

Ahead is a forest.Beyond the forest sea, there are endless mountains.

At this moment, Lu Qian had activated his mental induction to the maximum range and had just left his home outside Huliu City.

At this time, most of the house had burned, and the flames had dimmed.

There was still no movement around the house, and the area outside Huliu City further away was also peaceful, with no sign of anyone coming out of the city.

In the nearby Liulin Village, the villagers were obviously asleep, and no one noticed the fire here.

Except for a few solitary butterflies, everything was peaceful.

The people from the government that Lu Qian imagined did not appear.

Perhaps it was because the time was too short and they hadn't had time yet.

After flying over several high mountains, a large piece of flat land suddenly appeared between the two mountains ahead.

More strictly speaking, it should be a relatively low hilly area.

A river appears and flows through it in a meandering way.

Along both sides of the river, villages are dotted.

At Bai Tan's prompt, Lu Qian lowered the windmill.

The scene on the earth became increasingly clear under the moonlight.

This place looks quite peaceful.

Surrounding the villages along both sides of the river, there are square fields full of crops on the flat land.

The ears of rice are golden, a scene of abundant harvest.

"arrive."

Bai Tan suddenly stretched out his hand and pointed, and a building appeared on a larger mound in front of him.

This is a lonely house. The house is large but looks a bit shabby.

Lu Qian glanced at it, frowned slightly, and said, "Is it a temple?"

Bai Tan grinned and said, "A temple without an owner."

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