"Your question is rather unprofessional. He's wearing a scarlet-gold cassock bestowed upon him by the Empress Dowager herself. He's the renowned abbot of Yuantong! Even the Imperial Astronomical Observatory in the palace has declared that only he can subdue that demon fetus!"
When everyone heard this, they looked at Abbot Yuantong with awe, and their hearts were filled with even more respect for this eminent monk.
Abbot Yuantong raised his chin slightly, maintaining the solemn demeanor of a senior monk, and slowly walked into the depths of the Duke of Huguo's Mansion.
Jiang Dinglian followed closely behind, gritting his teeth and cursing inwardly, thinking to himself, this bald guy is really good at showing off, I hope he has the real stuff.
On the street corner south of the Duke of Huguo's mansion, a towering building stood majestically, its pavilion suspended in the air. Atop it, a delicate pavilion, like a bird spreading its wings. This was the highest point in Jindu City, aside from the Imperial Palace's Zhaixing Tower, offering a panoramic view of everything within the Duke of Huguo's mansion.
In this small pavilion, a young man in a plain and elegant white brocade robe is sitting leisurely, with a dazzling colorful Fengmingqi seven-stringed harp placed in front of him.
The young man had an extremely beautiful face, like the jade trees and branches on the fairyland's Yaotai, or the bright moon in the sky. His face was gentle yet aloof, and his eyes were as clear as autumn water, with a faint luster.
If Jiang Songyi were here, she would definitely be able to recognize the person in front of her. It was Su Yuan Daoyi, whom she met on Mount Taibai.
The spring breeze blows gently, and the jet-black hair sways gently with the light golden hairband, like a touch of tenderness in spring.
His eyes moved slightly, and he gently plucked the zither. The strings trembled slightly, making a sound like the gurgling of a mountain spring. The sound gradually faded away, and was transmitted along with the wind, as if it could make the moving clouds stop.
at the same time.
Inside the Duke of Huguo's Mansion, in front of a rockery.
Ji Cheng's face was stern, and he held the Embroidered Spring Knife tightly in his hand. He turned to face the ghost fetus with a sinister smile, his eyes as cold as ice.
Despite his extraordinary martial arts skills, he still felt deeply helpless in the face of this evil existence.
How can the power of mortals compete with that of ghosts and gods?
However, he was always worried because his younger brother Leilei was still young and blind, and he had offended many enemies. If he met with misfortune, what would Leilei do?
"You have nowhere to escape."
The ghost fetus opened its bloody mouth and instantly turned into a huge monster dozens of feet tall. It pounced towards Ji Cheng, trying to swallow him.
At this moment, a distant sound of a piano, as if coming from the sky, slowly drifted over.
The sound of the piano is clear and cold, accompanied by a breeze, and wherever it passes, the evil spirit is dispelled!
The ghost fetus, which was originally extremely arrogant, was now trembling and letting out a heart-wrenching scream!
"ah!"
"Who is coming?"
The huge body of the ghost fetus gradually became blurred, and the whole body was trembling, like a candle in the wind, about to go out.
Ji Cheng's expression was slightly surprised, a hint of wonder flashing in his eyes. His body, which had been tense as a string, slowly relaxed at the moment the ghost fetus's attack paused. He looked around, his eyes wandering, trying to find the source of the melodious piano music, but apart from the heavenly sound, there was no one in sight.
Suddenly, a slight tremor came from the lush grass and trees in the corner of the wall.
"Who's there?"
Ji Cheng tightly gripped the Embroidered Spring Knife in his hand and instantly became alert.
Immediately, a young girl in a moon-white waist-length skirt jumped lightly down from the flowers in the corner of the wall, and a few tiny, pale purple lilac petals gently fell.
Ji Cheng saw the person coming, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, "Miss Jiang?"
"This place is dangerous, leave quickly!"
He glanced back and saw the ghost fetus struggling in the sound of the piano. He gritted his teeth, endured the trauma caused by the evil spirit in his body, and tightly grasped the Embroidered Spring Knife. He rushed to Jiang Songyi resolutely, protected her behind him, and urged her to leave as soon as possible.
Jiang Songyi glanced at him, then calmly reached out her hand and gently pushed him away.
Ji Cheng's body couldn't help but sway slightly, and he looked at the girl beside him in surprise. He didn't expect that this seemingly weak and boneless daughter of the Marquis's Mansion actually contained such amazing power!
Suddenly, a strange feeling arose in his heart, as if at this moment, Jiang Songyi did not need his protection at all, but he was the one who needed Jiang Songyi's protection more.
"Where is the one who seeks the sound of the zither?"
As Jiang Songyi arrived at the gate of the Duke of Huguo's mansion, she heard the melodious sound of a zither. Following the ghostly aura of the fetus, she nimbly scaled the wall, only to find Ji Cheng in imminent danger of being devoured by the fetus.
She was about to cast a spell to rescue Ji Cheng, but she witnessed the ghost fetus struggling under the restraint of the piano sound.
After listening carefully, she realized that the sound of the piano was extremely familiar!
In her previous life, she followed her master every day, and her master taught her the art of playing the zither, chess, calligraphy and painting. She had listened to this piece of music many times on her master's Caifeng Mingqi seven-stringed zither.
"I don't know why that ghost child suddenly wanted to take my life. The piano music sounded without any warning, and then it was in great pain and gave up attacking me."
"I heard that Marquis Yongding went to Rong'en Temple and invited Abbot Yuantong to come and subdue the demon. Perhaps the sound of the piano was the work of Abbot Yuantong?" Ji Cheng speculated.
Jiang Songyi heard the name of Abbot Yuantong and couldn't help but frowned. He sneered contemptuously, "How could it be the work of that evil monk?"
The sound of the piano was clearly played by her master!
However, her master had clearly chosen to live in seclusion at the foot of Taibai Mountain and rarely set foot in Jincheng. She even thought that she had reunited with her master in the palace.
"Evil monk?" There was a hint of disdain and sarcasm in her words.
Ji Cheng's brow furrowed slightly, having never expected Jiang Songyi to make such a sharp assessment of Abbot Yuantong. He knew that Abbot Yuantong held significant influence with the powerful ladies and the Queen Mother in Jindu City, and fearing that Jiang Songyi might make a mistake by speaking too much, he gently reminded him:
"Abbot Yuantong is a highly accomplished monk, certified by the Imperial Astronomical Observatory. He is currently the only saint in Jindu City capable of breaking the calamity of the ghost fetus. Miss Jiang, please be careful with your words and actions."
Jiang Songyi smiled contemptuously, his tone revealing disdain.
"The one who saved you just now was not the abbot Yuantong you mentioned, but my mentor."
"My mentor is as mysterious as a dragon. Even if he hides in the dark and strokes the strings, he can still control this ghost fetus."
"On the contrary, if the so-called highly respected Abbot Yuantong you mentioned truly possessed extraordinary powers, why didn't he show up immediately, instead of waiting until heavy casualties had occurred?"
Jiang Songyi knew all about Abbot Yuantong's past, and he hated his misconduct. He was even more unwilling to let him usurp his mentor's achievements.
"Your mentor?" Ji Cheng looked at Jiang Songyi with a little surprise. He never thought that she actually knew the master who played the piano.
"My mentor possesses boundless magical powers, so he doesn't need to appear in person. But today, I can let you witness my methods with your own eyes."
Jiang Songyi glanced at him contemptuously, quickly formed a seal with his hand, and then walked towards the direction of the ghost fetus.
"I will kill all of you!"
The ghost fetus became more and more violent under the catalysis of the piano sound, and its originally innocent laughter had now transformed into a rough and shrill roar.
It gathered a strong evil spirit, broke through the restraint of the piano sound, and with its fangs and claws bared, it rushed straight to the direction where Jiang Songyi and Ji Cheng were.
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