Chapter 39 A rough and handsome man is also warm
The pocket watch in Nan Chengcheng's hand was passed down from the ancestor of her Xuanmen sect and was made by the ancestor himself. Within a radius of one kilometer, it can sense the location of fellow sect members, ghosts, and immortals, and can also identify directions.
She ran with the pocket watch all the way to Xishan Mountain, passed through the cemetery and went around to the steep hillside behind the mountain. Finally, the hands of the pocket watch stopped moving.
If the pointer does not move, it means the ghost is nearby.
Nan Chengcheng looked around cautiously. The green trees were shady, and the dawn light shone through the green trees onto the mountains and forests. A light mist was spreading around her.
"Are you looking for me?" An ethereal, cold and lonely male voice sounded from behind Nan Chengcheng.
She suddenly turned around and saw a man in a jade-white robe from the Republic of China floating among the trees. He was tall and slender, with a face that was more enchanting and beautiful than a woman's, but not at all effeminate. His narrow and long phoenix eyes were secretly filled with a gloomy light, and his high nose bridge and thin lips that seemed to be smeared with blood revealed a hint of danger.
From a distance, he seemed so unfathomable.
"Yes. You are Qingfeng, right? You and I are both from Xuanmen, we are from the same sect, and our ancestors are both Xuanzhen. I am the..." Nan Chengcheng tilted his head and thought, while stretching out his hand and fiddling with his fingers, "One hundred... one hundred and eight... probably around the hundredth disciple.
I have an obligation to find you, let you return to Xuanmen, and carve your name on the Xuanmen tablet. From now on, we will work together to carry forward Xuanmen."
Qingfeng chuckled softly, and that smile gave people a sense of alienation and distance shrouded by clouds and mist. "I am Qingfeng, not some mysterious ghost. You have come to the wrong place. I have been wandering alone in the human world and the underworld for hundreds of days, free and unrestrained.
Don’t look for me again.”
"That's impossible. My pocket watch was passed down from my ancestor. If you and I are not from the same sect, it won't be able to sense you. You have been wandering around the human world and the underworld for hundreds of years, but I see that you have no sins of killing, no resentment, and are full of merits in your ghost body. If you are not a ghost fairy, what are you?" Nan Chengcheng was unhappy.
Ordinary ghosts are reluctant to go to the underworld mostly because they have great regrets in their lifetime or were killed, and they have resentment or hatred in their bodies. Some of them stay in the world of the living, and as time goes by, the resentment and negative energy become heavier and heavier, and they will turn into evil ghosts to harm people.
The ghost in front of me is pure and innocent, pure-hearted, without any resentment or hatred, and has a lot of merits and refuses to reincarnate. If he is not a ghost immortal, what is he? He has clearly been out of the hall and saved people before.
The damn guy is stubborn.
"I'll say this for the last time, I'm not the ghost you're looking for, and I don't know anything about Xuanmen. See you again." Qingfeng flicked his sleeves and was about to leave.
"Hey!" Nan Chengcheng called out to him, "Are you in trouble? Do you need help? We're all family, so don't be polite. Don't look down on me, I-"
Qingfeng ignored her and disappeared in an instant.
Nan Chengcheng was furious. She wanted to chase him but stopped, muttering to herself,
"Just because I don't lose my temper doesn't mean I don't have any temper. Phew! I came all this way to see you, do you think I have nothing to do?
"Aren't you going to see me again? Ha! If it weren't for the Grandmaster asking me to find you, I wouldn't bother to pay attention to you even if you were hanging around me all day. Do you think you're Zhan Hengyi? If you run, I'll chase you? Pah!"
Anyway, she found him and said everything she needed to say. It was his own business whether he returned to Xuanmen or not.
Nan Chengcheng was about to go home, but the sky, which had been sunny just a moment ago, suddenly became overcast. "Is it going to rain? We have to go back quickly."
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At the same time, Zhan Hengyi was standing under the eaves of the Nan family's gate.
Nan Chengcheng had disappeared in the blink of an eye. It was about to rain, so why hadn't she come back yet? He paced back and forth under the eaves, checking his watch.
Soon the rain began to pour down, getting heavier and heavier, accompanied by lightning and thunder.
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