The scene at this moment was really awkward.

The mist and rain, the beauty walking alone, should have been a romantic drama of a quick encounter, but because He Zhizhou fell on his butt, it became a pre-announced murder case.

The hoarse "Help, murder!" was still lingering in the wind, and before everyone could prepare, another male announcer's rhythmic voice suddenly rang in their ears.

The voice sounded rich and clear, like the monologue in a documentary, and when it rang without warning, it was like thunder from the blue sky.

[The wind was drizzling and the rain was hazy, and many buildings were in the mist and rain.

Meeting on the long embankment, whose tears touched whose heartstrings, and whose hand extended to her, giving her a lifetime of gentle waiting.

The slender hand was close at hand, she smiled shyly, and gently held it——】

He suddenly paused halfway through.

Then there was an extremely shocked and almost collapsed shout: [What is going on, where is she!!!]

"This is the narration specially set up in the pagoda."

Zheng Weiqi was silent for a moment, and explained in a low voice: "Some levels in the pagoda are too difficult, and some hints will be given to those who enter the pagoda through narration."

As a result, He Zhizhou demonstrated with his actions what it means to "as long as I am fast enough, the hints can't catch up with me".

Even the official narration in the pagoda was confused by him.

Seeing the girl spinning and sliding down the river bank, He Zhizhou suddenly got up from the ground: "Don't, don't worry, I can still save her!"

Since even the narrator values ​​the girl in green so much, she must be an important character in the plot. If she dies, their trip to the tower will probably be ruined.

- Not to mention that he is just an innocent and beautiful boy, he doesn't want to bear a life at such a young age!

He Zhizhou made a quick decision and jumped down from the shore without hesitation. Fortunately, the scallion cake has an eye-catching filter, and he didn't spend much effort to see the green dress fluttering in the water.

It was like a scallion pancake jumping around in a boiling oil pan, making him even hungrier.

Although he was not very reliable, this matter was a matter of life and death after all, and most sword cultivators were in excellent physical condition, not only could they swim, but they could also dive.

So when Ning Ning and her group reached the shore, He Zhizhou had already rescued the girl to shore.

The girl looked ashen, and it was unknown whether she was choked by the water or if she was dizzy from spinning around like a top.

In short, she looked miserable, without any trace of the pity she had when she first met him. When she saw He Zhizhou's face, she suddenly spit out a mouthful of water, and retreated back in panic, with tears faintly in her eyes.

The narrator was probably an absolute idiot. Because the current situation was too bizarre and there was no pre-set dialogue, he chose the most appropriate paragraph in the script to read.

[Her body was soaked by the rain, so weak, helpless, and pitiful. Perhaps it was the fate planted in the previous life, and the fruit of this life was repaid. When she saw him for the first time, her tears wet her long eyelashes.]

Then there was a string of melodious piano music that was very appropriate to the scene, full of romance.

But Ningning felt that the most appropriate dialogue now should be:

[The young girl escaped from death, but still could not escape the murderer's vicious clutches. The two looked at each other, and she was silent with red eyes - she was scared by him.

"Sorry, this scallion-girl." Zheng

Weiqi was almost led astray by He Zhizhou, and tried hard to swallow the last word "bing" into her throat, her expression slightly serious: "We are disciples of a cultivation sect, and my junior brother acted rashly and offended me. Please forgive me, young lady."

"Forgive me?"

The green-clothed girl was furious, still trembling, and her voice was still choked with sobs: "He kicked me into the river! No, you have to pay compensation!"

When he heard about compensation, He Zhizhou's face turned green.

It is well known that he is a sword fanatic who loves to play with swords. Although his cultivation is not high, he treats his sword more attentively than his wife, and dresses up carefully all day long. In addition, he bought a lot of useless sword manuals because of the new pictures, which almost used up all his private money.

If he was asked to pay, he would have no money, but he had a lot of miscellaneous books like "Flirting Sword Technique", "Three Days Quick Praying Mantis Step" and "Frostmourne and Fire's Joy".

Zheng Weiqi had special communication skills and immediately responded: "Miss, do you want money? We came down the mountain in a hurry and only brought a few hundred spirit stones with us. I'm afraid it's difficult to satisfy you."

He Zhizhou smiled coldly when he heard this.

A few hundred spirit stones were not money at all to him.

——That's life!!!

Heaven can see that the most important reason why he agreed to let Ning Ning come to the pagoda was to make some private money.

He didn't expect that before the opportunity to obtain the magic weapon came, he would lose all his belongings. He was in a daze, but heard the green-clothed girl say in a hoarse voice: "I don't want money. Are you really people who practice Taoism?"

Zheng Weiqi nodded: "Yes."

The Xuanxu Sword Sect is very famous, and sometimes revealing your identity will cause unnecessary trouble. So she added calmly: "Although we come from a small sect, if the young lady has any difficulties, you can speak frankly."

"Even if it is a small sect, the disciples should subdue demons and save the people. Now I have become your creditor, if I want to ask you for a small favor, you naturally have no reason to refuse, right?"

After these words came out, the four of them showed a look of realization.

Fortunately, the Buddha Tower was not too stingy. Although it was disturbed by He Zhizhou's nonsense, it was still able to give clues without holding a grudge.

Since the girl in green is an important character, then the "small favor" she mentioned must be closely related to the main plot of this level of the tower.

Seeing that they did not refuse, the girl in green took a deep breath and wiped her wet face carelessly. When she put down her sleeves, she could no longer tell whether the water stains on her face were tears or raindrops.

She looked young and inexperienced, and should be a spoiled young lady from a wealthy family. Her eyes were full of pampered coquettishness and innocence: "My name is Chen Lubai. The reason why I want you to help me this time is because something strange happened in my mansion."

She did not use "home", but "mansion".

It seems that this Miss Chen Lubai is indeed of high birth.

"My father is the county magistrate of this Echeng, and I have an elder brother at home."

Chen Lubai picked up the umbrella from under the willow tree. When she caught a glimpse of He Zhizhou, she couldn't help but twitching her eyes again: "My brother and sister-in-law have been married for half a year. They were in perfect harmony and inseparable. But just five days ago, a rumor suddenly spread in the mansion, claiming that a servant went to the well to fetch water in the middle of the night and saw--"

Ningning concentrated and held her breath, listening carefully to her narration.

"He actually saw my sister-in-law standing alone by the well, with her hands behind her neck, and gently pulled, and the flesh of her entire body was completely peeled off and fell off like clothes!"

Chen Lubai shuddered as he spoke, revealing an extremely disgusted expression: "And under the flesh and skin, there was only a bloody bony skeleton, which was moving its body with a crackling sound while washing its flesh and skin in the water - it was a complete monster!"

Ningning and He Zhizhou looked at each other and continued to ask her slowly: "But this is just a rumor. Since the lady said this, do you have any conclusive evidence?"

"You may not know that my brother has a pure yin body. The fortune teller said that this kind of body is most favored by demons."

Chen Lubai seemed a little annoyed and gritted her teeth: "Since the rumor spread, my father has found the most trustworthy Taoist priest in the city. The Taoist priest performed a ritual, and although he did not force the demon to show its true form, it made her unconscious for a whole day and night. After waking up yesterday, she was speechless and very weak. I guess she was injured by the Taoist magic."

She said with a glimmer of hope in her eyes, and her crying tone was much less: "I wonder if you have ever heard of the legend of this kind of demon?" There are all

kinds of strange demons in the world, and they are young disciples who stay in the mountains all year round, so naturally they don't know about this mysterious little demon in the market.

After a period of silence, Pei Ji actually spoke.

"Maybe it's a painted ghost."

He spoke softly, and when he felt Ning Ning's surprised look, he pursed his lips, paused, and then continued: "I only heard about it by chance when I was a child. Legend has it that this kind of demon is born from the obsession of a tragic woman. If it encounters a couple who are deeply in love, it will become jealous and draw the wife's appearance on the thin skin, and accompany the husband instead of her."

Ning Ning rarely heard him talk so much, and asked with a smile: "What about the original wife?"

"She will be hidden in a cold and gloomy place, for the painting ghost to perfect her painted skin day by day. When her painted skin is exactly the same as her original body, she will die."

Pei Ji said: "The painting ghost not only absorbs the male's yang energy, but also causes trouble to the local area, causing the family to be broken up. But--"

He frowned slightly, and there was not much ups and downs in his tone: "The painting ghost's cultivation is not high, she is just a small demon in the market."

He didn't say the rest of the words, but Ning Ning understood the deep meaning .

According to Zheng Weiqi, this level of the tower is extremely difficult, which makes many disciples anxious. If it is just an ordinary little painting ghost, it is obviously too simple.

The clearer the current situation is, the more bizarre it seems. It seemed that everything was the calm before the storm. Under the deep sea, there were huge waves, and they didn't know when they would swallow them up. However,

there were few clues at the moment, and they were in a passive state pushed by the plot. They could only agree to Chen Lubai's request and go with her to Chen's house to take a look.

The little girl finally grinned after hearing this, no longer the face that had been robbed of a five million lottery ticket: "It's a deal! I'll take you to see the monster now!"

He Zhizhou saw that her expression had eased, and in order to restore his image in the NPC's heart, he stepped forward and pretended to be profound and said: "Miss Chen, I have noticed something very important, I'm afraid that no one else has thought about it."

Chen Lubai was still a little scared of him, and looked back at him reluctantly, and heard He Zhizhou add in a deep voice: "The servant once said that he saw the painted ghost put the painted skin into the well to wash it, so the water you use every day, isn't it-"

Chen Lubai's face suddenly collapsed.

Like a paralyzed building block, it quickly collapsed into a pile of messy and tired features.

"Sister."

Her scalp tingled, and she resisted the urge to pull Zheng Weiqi's sleeve, trying not to look at him: "The reason you came down the mountain was to exorcise demons and make money, and to treat the young master's brain disease?"

He Zhizhou:?

This plot is wrong, isn't it?

Shouldn't she praise him for being smart and careful, and then say that classic line, "Watson, you found the blind spot"?

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Being stopped outside the door by the eldest son of the Chen family was something Ningning expected.

The Chen family is indeed a family of scholars. The mansion adopts a garden-like design, with a rich emerald color, which turns into a bunch of broken jade in the rain and mist, dotted on the small bridges, flowing water, green tiles and white walls.

The group followed Chen Lubai into the mansion in a grand manner, and they heard her chattering along the way: "My brother loves my sister-in-law very much. Ever since my father took advantage of his absence to perform a ritual and he found out, he has been guarding my sister-in-law and not letting anyone get close."

The little girl said with an angry look: "Why can't he listen to us? If he really loves my sister-in-law, even if he thinks that this person is her, he should find out the truth with us to ensure that there is no risk."

Passing through a small stone bridge and a lush bamboo forest, the most quiet place in the mansion is the residence of the eldest master Chen Yaoguang.

The bamboo leaves in the yard were crackling in the rain, and along with it, there was the sound of Chen Lubai knocking on the door.

After a long while, the door was opened from the inside.

Ning Ning seemed to understand why Chen Lubai was so determined to believe that her brother was bewitched by a demon.

The young man in front of her was about 20 years old. He had a handsome face, but his face was too pale.

His eyes were full of bloodshot, and the dark circles under his eyes were like ink balls hanging under his eyes. Before he opened his mouth to speak, he coughed heavily several times.

Upon hearing the purpose of the visit, he coughed violently and shouted: "Nonsense! How could my wife be a monster! Those swindlers are just talking nonsense, slandering people's innocence!"

He Zhizhou whispered to Ningning: "Do you think this man looks a bit like the panda head emoticon of 'I really don't have a drop left'?"

His tough attitude made Chen Lubai grit his teeth and stamp his feet: "Brother!"

"If you think about the brother-sister relationship, don't mention this matter again."

Chen Yaoguang stood at the door, blocking all the scenes in the room, and only a smell of medicine and sandalwood could be smelled. He glared at He Zhizhou who was standing in the front, and said in a bad tone: "Please go back. If you want to see my wife, you have to step over me."

There was a silence.

The male voice with a broadcasting tone sounded again.

[Seeing the young master so determined, everyone couldn't help but reveal disappointment. It seems that we are destined to not be able to find out the truth today. We can only find another way. Let's go to the city to search for some information and wait until tomorrow -]

When it said this, it was suddenly stunned.

Then it didn't make any sound anymore.

He Zhizhou, who had been silent all this time, suddenly stepped forward, like a big white duck with great momentum, and looked into Chen Yaoguang's eyes.

Then, under the man's angry gaze, he slowly raised his hands.

And Chen Yaoguang's eyes became bigger and bigger.

People who practice Taoism can leap into the air.

- I saw that the strange man in front of him, who had never met him before, naturally bent his fingers on both hands, and put his thumb and index finger together, making an extremely charming orchid finger shape.

Then they put their wrists together and began to rotate clockwise, and slowly accelerated.

This was a provocative action, as if to retaliate against Chen Yaoguang's bad attitude, with "I am noble" written all over his face.

Chen Yaoguang had to raise his head and watch the man's wrists turning faster and faster.

As his palms and backs turned back and forth, he gradually soared into the air like a bamboo dragonfly from Doraemon. Finally, he floated up and forward in the air, kicked his legs, and went straight over his body.

It was just like what Chen Yaoguang said, he stepped over him.

- Is this man sick? ! !

[The wind rises, and the heart is startled for a moment; the orchid blooms, and the city is overwhelmed with a dance. ］

The narration is indeed artificially retarded. In terms of the degree of retardedness, it has always been pretty good. I don’t know if it’s because it can’t recognize the current plot or because He Zhizhou’s eyes are irritated. While making a clicking noise, it recites affectionately:

［Many years later, Chen Yaoguang will stand in front of the old house and will surely think of the distant afternoon when he saw He Zhizhou slowly ascend to heaven. Dressed in white, the trajectory of his dance is so beautiful, so beautiful that it makes people feel distressed. ］

Chen Yaoguang gradually gave up on facial expression management.

His expression was like a crying woman in a world-famous painting.

Ningning was stunned.

Help! Senior Brother He is flying away with his flowery hands waving!

"A gentleman's word is as good as gold."

He Zhizhou landed steadily, posed in a self-proclaimed handsome posture, and clasped his fists towards him: "Thank you, Brother Chen, I won't be polite then."

Narrator: ...

Narrator: Stop right there!!! This is not the plot that should have happened!!!