Mozun resigned and went to farm

Chapter 18

"I don't understand what you're talking about."

The old Taoist raised his hand and stroked the whisk in his hand, with a look of bewilderment.

Chu Han stared at him, narrowing his beautiful eyes slightly.

If he were to decide who was right and who was wrong, Chu Han would rather believe in Shen Qing.

He stared at the old Taoist for a while, the corners of his mouth became wider and wider, he crossed his arms, and said again casually: "Since you were worried that things would go wrong, why didn't you come here a few years earlier? Not only did ordinary people not show due surprise or awe when they saw the two of us, but on the contrary... they already knew our identities."

Chu Han's voice has become more and more fierce from the original clear and shallow voice to the end.

"That wisp of devilish energy just came out recently, is there anything wrong with the old Taoist chasing after him now? I am a Taoist, so it shouldn't be unusual to see a lot of immortals on weekdays."

After the old Taoist finished speaking, he also showed a wave of anger on his face.

Chu Han and Shen Qing looked at each other, already thinking about it.

"What are you nervous about?"

Chu Han stepped forward, raised his hand and slapped the old man on the shoulder.

Under the high tension, Leng Buding was disturbed by Chu Han in such a way, which really shocked the old man, and it took a long time for his dull face to recover.And all of this was seen by Chu Han.

He looked him up and down, and finally his eyes fell on the old man's trembling hand, "Don't be nervous, we won't eat you again, why are you shaking?"

The old Taoist seemed to be awakened suddenly, and quickly let go of his tightly clenched hands.

"Let's go."

Chu Han took a step to go out first, but when he turned his head, he saw the old man still standing there, "Aren't you leaving?"

"Let's go."

The three of them continued to walk towards the depths of the house, but this time, Chu Han clearly felt that the sky above his head seemed to be tightly entangled by a large net, and the sky over the house, which was supposed to be sunny and bright, was covered in darkness. Paint, extremely eerie.

This time, there was not a single waiter inside or outside the house, and it was so quiet that one could hear the sound of a needle being dropped.

The bright red robe fluttered in the cold wind, while Chu Han moved his steps, he was always paying attention to every move of the old man beside him.

From the moment when Shenqing pressed forward step by step, the identity of the old Taoist began to become a little confusing.

In this world, there are countless unexpected events every day, but what Chu Han does not believe the most is the so-called coincidence.

And this person, not only the time of appearance is too coincidental, but also the identity is also coincidental, that's all, but also has a fatal connection with this matter, why?

"Someone."

Just when Chu Han's thoughts were drifting to nowhere, the voice of the old man suddenly came in, and Chu Han fixed his eyes, and he was right at the nervous look of the old man.

"Northwest."

After that, Shen Qing's voice also sounded.He listened intently for a moment, then took a step and walked over.

It is not easy to attract Shen Qing's gaze, Chu Han followed, and saw a woman's figure at the corner of the yard.

The woman's figure was very familiar, as if she had seen it somewhere before...

Just when Chu Han was about to see who it was, an urgent cry suddenly sounded from behind.

"Alas! Can't pass, can't pass..."

The old man's voice almost blurted out, as if he had forgotten the environment they were in at the moment.

In such a quiet courtyard, the sound is undoubtedly fatal.

Shen Qing's face turned cold in an instant, and he suddenly turned his head to look at the old man. As if he just realized it, the old man raised his hand to cover his mouth.

"Damn things!"

There was a glint of predation in Chu Han's eyes. He was raising his hand to teach the old man a lesson, but he heard a woman shouting from the yard not far away.

"Who is there!"

Except for the old Taoist, the two of them were right in line of sight, under the flash of lightning, Shen Qing dragged Chu Han past him and led them to a corner.

The two leaned shoulder to shoulder, and Chu Han, who was standing at the front of the corner, turned his head slightly to see the reaction of the woman in the courtyard.

is her?

The woman in that courtyard is none other than Er Ya who is going to get married tomorrow.

There are rockery ponds, pavilions, pavilions and pavilions in the courtyard. Wang Erya stepped out of the pavilion in the center of the lake, and her pair of beautiful eyes swept around where she just came from.

Shen Qing pulled the person inside, but Chu Han also stared at Wang Erya's every move intently.

She moved her feet, as if thinking.

The magnolia flower fragrance of the person behind him wafted in his ears, and Chu Han wanted to stand forward, but Shen Qing, standing behind him, tugged at the corner of his clothes, pampered him with a cold face and shook his head .

If Chu Han didn't know that Shen Qing did this to prevent Wang Erya from finding out, Chu Han would really feel that Shen Qing was like an abandoned child, very pitiful.Especially with that handsome and serious face, Chu Han couldn't bear to refuse.

"Ling'er! It's dangerous! Run!"

This real cry really caught Chu Han and Shen Qing by surprise.

Watching the girl standing in the yard run away, Chu Han pushed away Shen Qing's hand and cursed softly.

"I'll go after it."

Without waiting for Chu Han to refuse, Shen Qing jumped up and chased after him.The man's snow-white robe was like a cloud sliding across the sky.

To be discovered again, in the final analysis, it was his majestic Demon Lord who was put together.

After Chu Han had this realization, he stared at the old Taoist who ran away, and a red light flashed in his eyes.

He stretched out his hand that was tucked into his sleeve robe, and murmured.

There is no wind, but the hair is active, and the bright red robe looks extraordinarily bewitching under the dim sky.

"receive."

Following Chu Han's voice, a red thread flew out from Chu Han's fingertips, condensed into a rope in mid-air, and flew towards the old man.

The old Taoist had a bad feeling, so he looked back while running.

It was as if the red thread had a spirituality. No matter where the old man was, it would chase him. In the end, the red rope trapped the old man into a rice dumpling and bounced back towards Chu Han.

With a sound of 'dong', people hit the eyes.

Looking at Chu Han again, there was no longer the half-didling look on his face just now, that expression was clearly Shura from hell.

"Grandfather, please forgive me, oh no... God Lord please forgive me! Please forgive me!"

The old man couldn't move, he could only roll back and forth on the ground.

Chu Han looked down at the people from above, the honor and contempt of the long-standing person made the old man's face turn pale.

But this time, Chu Han was not in a hurry. He just looked at the other party quietly like this, until he looked at the other party, and then smiled casually: "Why, what's wrong with you?"

"I shouldn't...I shouldn't have lied to you, please let me go!"

"Oh?"

Chu Han pretended not to hear anything, raised his hand and plucked his ears, "What are you talking about? Louder."

There is a kind of person who is more terrifying when he smiles than when he doesn't laugh. The old Taoist panicked immediately when he saw this, and hurriedly begged for mercy: "It was my fault just now. What do you want to know? Let me tell you, and I will tell you everything!"

"tell me the story."

"This is not Xiao's house."

"This seat has already known about this matter. It seems that you are of little use."

As he said that, Chu Han ignited a fire in his palm, and the fire blurred the old man's face.

"Don't, don't! I have value, and I'm not done yet"

"Say."

The old Taoist seemed to be thinking about the most appropriate words to say next, and after carefully observing Chu Han's increasingly impatient expression, he told the whole thing in one go.

Lao Dao, formerly known as Zhang Sheng, is a native of Huacheng with a wealthy family background.

It is said that there were immortals in the ancestors, so the entire Zhang family is practicing with the only secret book left by the ancestor.

Ten years ago, Zhang Sheng and Cui Ling, the youngest daughter of the Cui family, were childhood sweethearts. I don't know where Cui Ling learned about the family's secret books, so they clamored for Zhang Sheng to teach her.

Zhang Sheng had no choice but to go home, and copied the secret book at home and presented it to Cui Ling.

From then on, Cui Ling seemed to be possessed by a demon, showing a huge obsession with it, and even walked around with him less often on weekdays.

But Zhang Sheng couldn't forget this girl with whom he was a childhood sweetheart. Even when he went backstage to study on the fairy mountain, he often sent her letters.It is believable that everything has disappeared without a word.

Until one day... Zhang Sheng accidentally received a reply letter on his way home.

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Ten years ago

"Brother, who wrote you the letter?"

Under the junior sister's questioning, several senior fellow apprentices all looked at him curiously.

"I haven't watched it yet."

"Let me take a look first."

Junior sister Yun Youzi is very lively, and the letter that was not yet warm was snatched right away.

Yun Youzi took the letter in his hand and read it seriously.

"Brother Sheng, please, huh? Who is the senior brother, with such an affectionate name."

There is only one person in this world who calls him Big Brother Sheng, and that person is Cui Ling, Miss Cui's family.

Thinking of this, Zhang Sheng's face showed ecstasy, he stood up and snatched the letter, and opened the card to read it himself.

Unexpectedly, what was written in the letter really shocked Zhang Sheng.

Because that letter was a death call for help.

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"You mean that after Cui Ling died, he wrote a letter to you asking for help, and you rushed back to Huacheng after receiving this letter."

There was a trace of grief on the old road surface lying on the ground, and he frowned, as if he had returned to that time.

After a long while, he pulled away from that emotion, and spoke again to Chu Han, "I immediately left for Huacheng after receiving that letter, and that day was Cui Ling's first seven days."

After Zhang Sheng said this, Chu Han vaguely guessed something in his mind.

The whole thing seemed to be tightly connected by a thread, and Zhang Sheng seemed to be an indispensable part of it.

Chu Han frowned, and said in a deep voice, "Then let me ask you, did you really see Cui Ling's soul?"

"Yes, on... the first seven days, I saw it."