The cheongsam beauty becomes a god after the end of the law

The ghost house does have a basement.

Chen Xiangyin calmed down his breathing and asked Xuanguo: "Have you been in there? What were you going to do?"

Xuan Guo looked at the table full of delicious food with distant eyes, "I'm hungry, I'm talking while eating."

Chen Xiangyin raised his eyelids and shouted to the waiter who was busy shuttling between the tables.

"Add a set of cutlery."

The principle that eating people has a short mouth is not confirmed by Xuan Guo.

He is laid back and extremely picky about his food.

Only eat the lean part of the meat, bite off the fat and throw it on the table.

I don't eat fried potatoes in large pieces because they don't taste good, and I don't eat small pieces because they are too seasoned.

The most outrageous thing is the steam pot chicken, where only the internal organs are eaten.

He Chongtian watched him eat slowly for a long time and urged: "Can you tell me?"

Xuan Guo didn't raise his head and continued to eat, "I'm here to travel down the mountain. Master Zhuang called him Shiduren."

Chenxiang asked: "Who is crossing?"

"Anyone can cross, but you don't understand our cultivation." Xuan Guo picked up the fruit teapot and poured the scented tea into the cup.

The rich fragrance of flowers spread out, and Agarwood glanced at Crane Sky through the water vapor, showing an impatient expression.

He Chongtian then stretched out his hand to hold down the teapot, interrupting Xuan Guo's action of pouring water.

Xuan Guo put down the teapot angrily, and was frightened by He Chongtian Sword Man's eyes, which made him look a little more solemn.

"Since you can come out of the ghost building safely, it shows that you are quite capable, so I won't hide it anymore."

"Master Zhuang hinted that I could ferry people to Wen Jihua. He was a miserable man. He suffered a great disaster in his middle age. He was disabled and his family was ruined. He also lost his son in his later years."

"At first, I thought that I could help him as long as I help solve the ghost building, find the evil objects at the crux, and drive away the evil spirits inside."

"Who knows..." Xuan Guo's eyes wandered for a moment, "Anyway, the soul-inducing bell that Master gave me fell inside. Last time I went in, I almost didn't come out. The situation in the basement is worse than above! I won't do it again even if I die. Go, you guys... help me find the soul-inducing bell, and I will take you to find my master."

No matter how it sounded, it was a deal to take the dead man's back. Chen Xiangyin took a sip of scented tea, put down the teacup, and tapped the edge of the table with her fingers.

"What's in the basement?" Chen Xiang asked.

"Aren't there hundreds of people dead? Not a single person has reincarnated! They're all crowded underneath...and...the evil things that gather spirits and breed resentment are so evil that with my current magic power, I can't even look directly at them. "

He suddenly raised his eyes to the sky and said in a low and serious tone, "Can't you look straight at me?"

"Yes." Xuan Guo, a young man with white tender hands, pinched the flower cake on the table with his delicate hands. "The resentment is too heavy. I feel uncomfortable all over after just one glance. I don't dare to stare at it even if I don't see it clearly."

Chen Xiangyin: "So you don't know what evil is?"

"That's right." Xuan Guo stared at He Chongtian with his bright black eyes: "Your body's barrier against evil is so powerful... eh?"

Xuan Guo looked surprised, "Why are there red cracks on the golden protective shield? It's so fierce..."

Chen Xiangyin clearly saw Xuan Guo's eyes falling on He Chongtian, but he was not looking at him, as if he was carefully observing something that did not exist.

Xuan Guo seemed to be talking to himself: "You are fierce and capable of both offense and defense... If you have a physique like yours and enter my Taoist sect, it is equivalent to being born with a gold medal for immunity from death and a Shangfang sword!"

Chen Xiangyin blinked and heard that he was boasting to the sky, "Really or not? Could it be that he is bragging to us and asking us to help you find the soul-inducing bell?"

Xuan Guo waved his hand, then suddenly stretched out his right hand and pointed it towards the crane, "As a matter of fact."

He Chongtian knew the rules and took out a few pieces of change from his pocket to give Xuan Guo, so as not to let the other party take responsibility for his karma.

Since he is Master Zhuang's disciple, he is naturally quite capable and will not make silly nonsense to add to his reputation.

After coming out of the hotel, Chen Xiangyin and He Chongtian went back to the hotel first and waited until noon the next day when the Yang Qi was at its strongest before exploring the ghost building.

When they parted ways, He Chongtian put his arm around Xuan Guo's shoulders and held him aside. Turning back to Chen Xiangyin, he said, "Ask him something personal."

Knowing that agarwood attracts the ears, He Chongtian walked a long way with Xuan Guo, and did not stop until he turned a corner at the end of the road.

He Chongtian let go of the Xuan Guo, leaned slightly and asked in a low voice, "The body of Yuanyang is damaged and unstable. Is there any way to repair it?"

Xuan Guo: "Actually, as long as you cultivate your moral character and strengthen your heart, if you don't repair it, your magical powers will become even greater."

He Chongtian said seriously: "It needs to be repaired. Is there any way?"

Xuan Guo raised his eyebrows, as if he saw something, "Oh, human beings. There must be a way, but you have to find my master, and I don't know how."

He Chongtian understands that there are too many places where he needs to use Master Zhuang, and he hopes that he will get what he wants.

On the way back to the hotel on foot, Chen Xiangyin was unusually silent.

Guilt and belated apologies turned into countless dense worms, centering on the heart, gnawing at the whole body.

He Chongtian knew what she was thinking. He walked side by side with her on the street and clasped her cold hand.

The mistakes we have made and the sins we have committed, whether intentional or unintentional, have all been settled.

He or she cannot change the past, but can only bear the guilt of the present and the future and make amends as much as possible.

"Agarwood, I don't think Wen Xuemin's appearance in Qingshan City is a coincidence."

Chen Xiangyin pulled away from the self-blame and asked him absently: "Why do you say that?"

"Intuition. Why Qingshan City? It's so far away. Qingshan City is not a good choice for outsiders to go out to work."

"You put it that way, I also feel that the matter of Zique Suppressing the Ghost Tower is inextricably related to you and me..."

This feeling is very strong, but I can't find any evidence for it for a while.

He Chongtian's hot palms covered Shen Xiangyin's slender, white and tender neck.

A very comfortable warm touch, agarwood relaxes the tense nerves a little.

Looking up, the sky is so low that the moon seems so close that one can reach out and touch it.

The evening breeze is slightly cool, carrying the fragrance of trees.

Beside you, He Chongtian said: "Don't despair. You can never make a mistake. A single thought can sow evil causes. No matter what the consequences are, I will face it with you."

Chen Xiangyin raised her eyes to look at him in a daze. The white moonlight shone on He Chongtian, who was usually exuding a violent aura, but there seemed to be no conflict.

"How can you be so gentle?" Chen Xiangyin murmured to himself, saying what was on his mind.

It was the first time He Chongtian heard someone associate "gentleness" with him, and he felt uncomfortable.

The next second, Chen Xiang's body lost weight, his feet were suspended in the air, and the scenery in front of him was upside down.

He Chongtian carried Chenxiang Yin on his shoulders, his strong arms tightened her legs, and the other hand was placed on her body to stabilize her, and he strode into a meteoric stride.

Since you are not used to comforting with words, just use actions instead.

This was the way he could temporarily think of to drag her out of the whirlpool of despair and helplessness.

The human body mechanism is: when stimulated by the outside world, the surge of adrenaline will divert attention to the present moment.

"Why are you so crazy! Let me down!" Chen Xiangyin slapped He Chongtian on the back. The scenery in front of his eyes was quickly thrown away, and the wind was rustling in his ears.

He Chongtian weighed the woman on his shoulders, and said with a bad tone in a low voice: "It looks so fleshy, so light."

"What's wrong with me?!" Chen Xiang asked angrily.

He Tingtian's forearm muscles tightened, and the explosive muscles hit her hard, "Here."