Chapter 87 Uninvited Guest
After a few rounds in Zhou's mansion, Jiudeng Taoist found that although the evil spirit in Zhou's mansion was strong, he could never find the source. He guessed that the source of the demon spirit should be hidden in a space protected by the magic array.
"In this way, it will be more troublesome to find it." After touching his chin, Jiudeng Taoist decided to find someone who might be related to the demon spirit first.
Carefully avoiding the coming and going of the family and maids, the Jiudeng Taoist followed the demonic spirit to the backyard of Zhoufu. He accidentally saw a small figure sitting cross-legged behind the tree, with a moderate and quite a practitioner's demeanor.
However, there was a faint demonic spirit on his body, which made the Jiudeng Taoist a little puzzled.
What you see in front of you is obviously a normal child. Why is there a demon on his body? What's more, the child has another force, which is a little familiar, which makes him even more confused.
During the hesitation, the Jiudeng Taoist bumped into a branch beside him and made a slight rustling sound.
"Who?" He was shocked to find out his behavior. Zhou Nianjun was shocked and got up in a hurry and turned his head to look in the direction of the people.
He saw a Taoist, wearing a white-washed robe. One of the rag shoes under his feet exposed his toes, and the other hung on the instep. He didn't know when it would fall off. The Taoist was staring at himself with doubtful eyes.
Compared with Zhou Nianjun's vigilance, Jiudeng Taoist admires Zhou Nianjun's ability more. With such a keen perception of the outside world at a young age, this son will become a big weapon in the future.
"Don't be afraid, little baby." Jiudeng Taoist squatted down and smiled, "What's your name? Why do you know this method of cultivation at a young age?"
"What kind of cultivation? You are talking nonsense." Zhou Nianjun remembered the agreement with Mei Xiang and pretended not to know, but the deeper vigilance in his eyes told Jiudeng that he was absolutely inseparable from cultivation.
When Jiudeng Taoist heard the words, he first suffocated, and then he was relieved. It seems that he is lucky and found the right breakthrough at the beginning. As long as you follow this little ghost, you can definitely find out the source of the demonic spirit.
"Do you know? There are monsters in your family. They will come out and eat you. Pretend to have a terrible expression, Jiudeng Taoist intends to scare Zhou Nianjun.
After all, Zhou Nianjun was young and was fooled by the tone of Jiudeng Taoist and said, "You... you are talking nonsense again. There are no man-eating monsters in my family. You are the monster!"
With that, he moved his short legs. He really regarded Jiudeng Taoist as a man-eating monster, and he ran away without looking back.
"Looking at the age, he should be the child left by Zhou Chongxiao in the world. This child is born extraordinary and unique. He has even stepped into the threshold of the cultivation world. What kind of changes will it bring to Zhou Chongxiao's fate in the future? It's really exciting." The Jiudeng Taoist looked at Zhou Nianjun's distant back and sighed.
"Young master, you are running so fast. Be careful of falling." Qing Yue, who couldn't find Zhou Nianjun everywhere, happened to see him rushing out of the garden and shouted quickly.
When Zhou Nianjun saw the familiar face, he ran over faster and rushed into Qingyue's arms. He was shocked and said, "Sister Qingyue, there are monsters chasing me behind."
When Qing Yue heard the words, he was first shocked, and then looked up carefully at Zhou Nianjun's way. He saw the forest covered and silent. There were no monsters.
"Don't be afraid, young master. There are no monsters. Let's go back first. The young lady should be anxious. With courage for himself, Qingyue pulled Zhou Nianjun and quickly left the garden.
After dinner, Li Hanyu stayed in Mrs. Zhou's room to accompany her parents, and Zhou Nianjun took the opportunity to go out to play. Because recently, Zhou Nianjun likes to go out for a while after dinner, so everyone doesn't care.
After turning the path in the garden, Zhou Nianjun turned around to make sure that no one followed him, and then sneaked into the direction of Zhou Chongxiao's study.
Open a small crack in the door of the study. After Zhou Nianjun's small body flashed in, he quickly closed the door again.
Jiudeng Taoist has been hiding behind Zhou Nianjun, and at this time he was locked out of the door. He saw that Zhou Chongxiao's vitality remained in this room, and he knew that this study must be one of Zhou Chongxiao's residences in the red dust.
Not long after, Jiudeng Taoist was shocked to find something wrong.
This week, when you have been in the study for so long, you didn't light the candle in the room or even make a sound. This is very wrong.
He was in a hurry. No matter what the consequences were, he slapped the door open.
The study was silent, and there was not even the figure of Zhou Nianjun.
Jiudeng Taoist looked around. He, who had opened his eyes, could easily see that a scroll in the bamboo basket was emitting a faint light, and the same demonic spirit came from the scroll.
"Monster, let go of the child as soon as possible." With a pinch of the sword, the Jiudeng Taoist looked at the scroll angrily.
In the picture axis, Mei Xiang was listening to Zhou Nianjun's story about what happened in the afternoon, and she began to beat in her heart.
The Taoist priest who can sneak into the Zhou Mansion so quietly without being noticed by her Mei Xiang must have a deep Taoist practice. In addition, as you said last week, it was obvious that this Taoist priest came for himself.
Just as she was worried, the voice of Jiudeng Taoist had exploded like thunder in her ear.
Since you can't avoid it, then face it calmly!
The picture shaft flew up by itself and unfolded in front of the Jiudeng Taoist. Mei Xiang, who was still holding Zhou Nianjun's hand against Xuanyuan's face, came out.
Seeing the content of the scroll, Jiudeng Taoist was surprised for a moment and understood why the scroll appeared in Zhou Chongxiao's study. As for who the person in front of him is, he doesn't want to know at all.
"I don't know what the Taoist priest is coming?" Mei Xiang tried her best to be indifferent.
How can she not be nervous in the face of the monster's natural enemy - Taoist priest?
Zhou Nianjun stopped in front of Mei Xiang and shouted at the Taoist priest, "Don't hurt the fairy sister."
"Evil, you shouldn't have survived in the world. You actually rely on this painting and have bad intentions. The poor way will walk for the sky today." Zhou Nianjun was not paid attention to at all. The mahogany sword appeared in the hands of Jiudeng Taoist people, and flames rose from the tip of the sword, killing one by one.
Mei Xiang frowns. She was unwilling to sit and wait for death. At the two hands, the plum fragrance overflowed, and a beautiful plum branch appeared in her hand. The plum branches crossed, as sharp as a sword.
"Bad Taoist priest! You are so unreasonable." When Zhou Nianjun saw that the sword was drawn between the two, he couldn't help but be anxious and bumped into the Jiudeng Taoist.
"Be careful!" Mei Xiang didn't catch Zhou Nianjun in time. In a hurry, she didn't care about the threat of the opposite Jiudeng Taoist, and rushed out directly to hug Zhou Nianjun.
Jiudeng Taoist did not expect that Zhou Nianjun would bump over like a bull. In addition, when he saw Mei Xiang following him closely, he thought that it was Mei Xiang pretending to use Zhou Nianjun to launch an attack. For a moment, a palm attack fell on Zhou Nianjun.
When he saw the worry on Mei Xiang's face, it was too late.
Zhou Nianjun didn't expect that Jiudeng Taoist would be so cruel, so he directly slapped himself. He was stunned and watched the palm of Jiudeng Taoist become bigger and bigger in his eyes...
Mei Xiang also saw this palm attack. Seeing that it could not be saved, she worked hard under her feet and suddenly rushed to the palm of the Jiudeng Taoist, protecting Zhou Nianjun's whole small body in his arms.
The palm of the Jiudeng Taoist fell on the defenseless Meixiang.