It is mid-April, and it is the turn of spring and summer. In the past, the boundaries of Jiangnan would have been in good weather and peace everywhere. In recent years, earthquake disasters have occurred frequently and ghosts and monsters have caused them, but it is not very peaceful. Fortunately, the court has reduced taxes and taxes several times, and life has been passed; but more and more people burn incense and worship Buddha, causing a lot of trouble.

Today is a rare good weather, with clear sky and high winds and light clouds. A bunch of white clouds in the sky from north to south, walking against the wind. There were two people sitting on the clouds, Zhou Gan and Xiao Liu. The two of them headed south, left the Xiangshui River, entered Zaoyang, crossed the Cangjiang River, stepped on Jinzhai, passed Luzhou, and traveled thousands of miles. The mountains, rivers and lakes they passed were countless. Finally, they came to Jiangning, approached Luodu, and only one or two days away from Yangzhou.

Thanks to the treasure of the White Cloud Talisman obtained from Quanshui Mansion, this Talisman can gather fog into clouds, carry people and carry things, and soar in the nine heavens. It also requires very little magic power, which is very convenient. Xiao Liu should know the Phosphorus Fire Escape Technique, so he gave it to Zhou Gan without this item. Zhou Gan was not polite, so he took it down, which saved two people a lot of effort along the way.

"I vaguely remember that after passing this mountain, there was a tea pavilion. It had been flying for three days. Why not go down to take a break?" Zhou Gan asked.

Xiao Liu was in his own way. The two of them looked for a secret Xiaolin and fell down. When they walked into the tea pavilion, they saw an old man cooking tea. There were people of all kinds nearby sitting and lying in groups of three or three. There was also an old woman selling some fruit and cooked food outside the pavilion. The two old men seemed to be husband and wife.

"Old man, a pot of tea."

"Okay!"

The two of them picked a clean place and sat down. After a while, the old man bent over and brought a pot of tea. Zhou Gan paid the money and thanked him again. He poured a cup of Xiaoliu first and then filled it with him. It tasted quite fragrant, and the taste was a little bitter, as if it was wild species in the mountains.

There were many people in the pavilion who had broken mouths. After a while, they started chatting. A furry merchant said, "I have been traveling around the country for so many years, but I haven't seen such a scene. There were strange ghosts everywhere. It wasn't too much to hurry at night before, but now I really don't dare anymore. I'm really afraid of monsters causing trouble!"

A young scholar rushed over and put down the book basket. Hearing this, he continued, "I don't say that there are strange powers and gods. There are no ghosts and monsters in the world, but they are the imagination of the people. If you have a clear idea, there will be no taboos."

"Hmph! You pedantic people know how much!" A yamen runner dressed up scolded: "The Luodu was so prosperous back then, and the mountains of gold and silver were all leisurely. Now it has become a ghost city, with many dead people, and strange things happening. There are times when there are terrifying and strange screams. No one dares to go to such a huge treasure land, can you go?"

The scholar was embarrassed and said nothing more. Zhou Gan was stunned when he heard this. The teacup in his hand stopped in the air. What happened to Luodu? How could it become a ghost realm? Didn’t the wine master wipe out the wronged soul Li Po on the Red Yin Gathering Sail, and what happened? Is the master related to Sister Zhaoer’s grave?

Thinking of this, my heart was upset and I had no idea of ​​rest. I winked at Xiaoliu. The two stood up and wanted to leave. Seeing this, the verbal scholar bowed and said, "Let's leave for two friends."

This person is familiar with him and is somewhat interesting. Xiao Liu found it funny and waved: "There will be a date later!"

Another conversation came from the pavilion, "A few years ago, the court finally destroyed the Red Lotus Sect, and now there is another Scented Sect. You said these people have a good life, but why do you want to mess with them..."

In a place that was hard to see with naked eyes, a ball of white clouds quietly ascended to the sky. The two of them rushed to the front of Luodu City two hours later—

It was already ten minutes late at night, the wind was howling, the stars were hiding, dark clouds were covering it, looking at the celestial phenomena, it seemed that heavy rain would fall tomorrow, Zhou Gan looked at the city not far away in a complicated mood, and finally came back...

The place where you see it is broken walls, the city walls are dilapidated, and there is dust on the eaves on the ground, and the weaving nets are everywhere. The wind blows up countless dead branches and leaves. Judging from the appearance, it is undoubtedly a ghost city.

Xiao Liu was timid, even though he had cultivated immortality, he was quite nervous when he saw this, saying, "Brother Zhou, isn't this city really haunted, right?"

Zhou Gan pointed at himself and said calmly: "After the battle, survivors were rarer than living ghosts. You are not afraid of me, what are you afraid of it?"

After hearing this, Xiaoliu stopped talking again. The appointment was affected by it, and his heart was much more relaxed. Zhou Gan walked slowly. There were too many things that were different from memories. The Baideng Bridge back then was no longer dimly lit, and there were no laughter and joy on the Fuzi Street. There were many shops, and there were not even a complete shop. The instrument was crushed by the big snake transformed by the magic sword back then, leaving only broken bricks and broken wood and gravel. After about one stick of incense, he finally saw the three big words "Huer Mansion" on the plaque ten feet away, which were really familiar. Zhou Gan couldn't help but tremble in his heart.

He quickly stepped forward and opened the gate of the bronze lacquer beast head, the curved bridge corridor, and the carved beams and painted buildings were no longer there, but he knew every inch of the land here. After all, this is the home of himself, the master and sister Zhaoer!! Butler Sun, Xiaoyun, Lao Huang... many familiar faces appeared before his eyes one by one, clearly as if he had seen them yesterday.

With a stir, his magic power almost failed, his acupoint was damaged, and he couldn't help but dripping blood oozed out of the corner of his mouth. Xiao Liuben was still curiously looking at Zhou Gan. Seeing that his face was pale and his body was unstable, he was shocked and quickly supported him and asked, "Brother Zhou, what's wrong with you?"

"Nothing is wrong, nothing is wrong!" Zhou Gan waved his hand and walked into the courtyard. Fortunately, the Taiqing fairy spirit was peaceful, otherwise there would be a danger of backlash just by this moment. The sword immortal had extraordinary ability, so he naturally had to have a state of hard work, otherwise how could he control such magical powers?

Xiao Liu hesitated for a while, but did not follow him. He just waited by the door. Some things were felt by others and could only be borne silently alone. Brother Zhou was much stronger than he thought.

The two letters left by the year were useful. Although there was no scenery in the courtyard, they were cleaned very clean. After crossing the threshold, the two graves were close to each other. The tombs of mentor Zhou Xun and the tomb of his wife Yingzhao's son were engraved by his own family. The years have staggered, and two years have passed.

"Master, Sister Zhaoer, Zhou Gan is here to see you again. Although it is a little late, I often have longing for you in my heart. I have entered the Qingcheng Immortal Sect. I realized that my family is like looking at the sky and all things in the world. My seniors treat me very kindly, and my teachings are also profound. Master, you should rest assured! There is also Sister Zhaoer," Zhou Gan opened and closed his mouth several times, but only said four words: "I - miss you so much!"

Half an hour later, just as Xiao Liu couldn't hold back and was about to enter the backyard, a sound came out. Zhou Gan walked out. Although his face was still pale, his eyes became brighter. Seeing him, he explained: "It's too late today, so I won't hurry. Let's rest in the mansion for a night. The two small buildings of Hongluan and Luyuan were originally where my elder brother and second brother lived, but they had moved out long and were idle. Xiao Liu, please choose one at will."

People who practice Taoism rarely care about external things. When they saw Zhou Gan wanting to go out, they hurriedly asked, "Brother, where are you going?"

"I feel bored. I'm going out alone to see if there are really ghosts in the city. I can't help but know each other." Zhou Gan said self-deprecatingly, gradually getting into the darkness, and his footsteps became thinner.

When the cold wind blew, there seemed to be a whimper. Xiao Liu shivered immediately, and was quite scared. He hurriedly walked towards the Xiaolou that Zhou Gan pointed out, wanting to light the candle first. Who said that people in the evil sect are not afraid of ghosts? Xiao Liu obviously does not belong to this example.

Zhou Gan walked aimlessly, as if looking for the little things in the past. Unconsciously, he arrived at the place where he and Zhaoerjie Fang Kongming Lanterns were made. There was also a large osmanthus tree growing there, tall and tall, like a cover, with a radius of more than ten feet covered by its canopy. This tree is called the wishing osmanthus. It is said that the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl came here to meet. Just pray for blessings sincerely under this tree, and everything you want can come true.

Just as he was recalling the beauty, the wind suddenly broke out in the dark. Zhou Gan was shocked and quickly summoned the Willow Sword. With a pinch of the magic trick, it turned into a white light curtain to protect the whole body. There were a few loud "crackling" sounds, and the light curtain was trembling continuously and dim. Zhou Gan himself was also bounced several feet away by huge force, and his footsteps retreated several steps, unstable, and half-kneeled on the ground.

The hoarse and dangerous giggle like an old woman came out: "The people here do not welcome outsiders, but strangers should leave!"

Zhou Gan bent down and stood up, his face cold, saying word by word: "I am the remnant ghost left by Luodu in the world. If you deserve to die, what are you?"
Chapter completed!