Chapter 114 Chapter 114 Search (V)

Ning Helan did not answer him, but suddenly threw out a lot of talisman papers and hit Taoist Mingxin. The flying talisman papers were instantly covered with a layer of ice, like ice blades. Although Taoist Mingxin avoided some of them, a few talisman papers still cut his sleeves, and some ice condensed.

Taoist Mingxin's face darkened, and he swung out a talisman paper with his backhand. The talisman paper instantly caught fire, and the blazing flames immediately burned all the ice talismans clean.

"Sure enough..." Ning Helan withdrew his hand, "Then it was you who did it."

Taoist Mingxin showed a meaningful smile: "Just based on a fire spell, you said it was done by the poor? Besides, there is no barrier around the mountain, and there are many monsters that can use fire. It is too arbitrary for you to judge it as the work of the poor."

Ning Helan smiled faintly: "If it was not done by the Taoist, then I haven't even said what it was, why did the Taoist admit it yourself?"

Looking at Ning Helan's appearance, Taoist Mingxin was actually tricked by this young man. A hint of ferocity flashed in his eyes, but he still smiled and said: "Then, What do you want to do? "

Ning Helan frowned slightly: "I want to ask why you do this? I have no grudges against you. I didn't even know you before we met today. Do you have a grudge against my parents?"

"..." Taoist Mingxin waved his whisk, "I don't know your parents, and I don't have any grudges against you."

Ning Helan narrowed his eyes: "Then you..."

"I just accept people's commissions and help them eliminate disasters." Taoist Mingxin said slowly.

Ning Helan didn't believe what Taoist Mingxin said: "Trapping me in an illusion and not letting me come to Chenxuan Sect is also helping people eliminate disasters?"

"...You are very smart, this is just the selfishness of the poor," Taoist Mingxin gently praised Ning Helan, "You have a spiritual root that is rare in a century since you were a child, You are gifted, and your perception of the abnormalities around you far exceeds that of your peers. Even Taoists who have practiced for a certain number of years are not as good as you. Although the election for the headmaster this time is an open election, we all know that as long as you are here, the next headmaster must be you. "

Ning Helan said nothing, and watched Taoist Mingxin walk to the side in silence: "Although there are many good seedlings in the sect, none of them can compare to you. Xuanyu Zhenren has already decided on you as the headmaster. After all, he cared about you a lot when you were a child."

Ning Helan laughed: "Are you kidding me, Taoist?"

His mind flashed through the rainy night with lightning and thunder, himself being drenched by the heavy rain, and Xuanyu Zhenren under the eaves. That was a night he really didn't want to recall.

Taoist Mingxin shook his head: "Many things are not what you think."

He turned his head and looked at Ning Helan: "Now that you know, what do you want to do? Kill the poor Taoist?"

"I won't kill you, but I can't let you go..." Ning Helan's eyes darkened, and he swung his fist towards Taoist Mingxin.

Taoist Mingxin calmly watched the fist approaching him, and did not intend to dodge.

This frightened Xu Qingyang, who was unable to move and could only watch the show, and he screamed: "Master!"

But to his surprise, the fist did not hit Taoist Mingxin's face. Ning Helan's fist stopped one centimeter away from Taoist Mingxin's nose.

Xu Qingyang thought Ning Helan had suddenly shown some kindness, but he saw Ning Helan fall to the side, and the talisman on his body fell to the ground, and he could move.

He ran over, but saw Ning Helan's eyes were closed, and she was lying on the ground motionless.

"Is this...fainted?" Xu Qingyang looked at Ning Helan, then turned to look at his master, "Master, what did you do to him?"

Taoist Mingxin waved his dust whisk: "Master, I didn't do anything."

"Then he..." Xu Qingyang didn't understand, but he heard a thud from behind, turned around and saw Fang Hui also fell to the ground, "Huh?"

Zhao Fang had just been punched in the nose twice, and the injury was too painful. He covered his nose and kicked Fang Hui twice angrily: "What's wrong with this kid? He fainted."

Xu Qingyang turned his head and looked at Taoist Mingxin: "Master...this, what should we do with them?"

Taoist Mingxin glanced at Ning Helan on the ground without emotion: "Lock him up."

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"Fang Hui! Pass the ball!"

"Hey, catch it!"

"Here, here!"

"Hu You, steal his ball!"

Several children were playing football in the community, having a great time. The young Hu You kicked the ball into the bushes next to him, and the children all cried out.

"Hu You, look, it's too far again!"

"Fang Hui, why don't you catch the ball?"

"Who's going to pick it up now? I just went there, so I can't go now."

The community was not fully developed, and to pick up the ball, you had to climb a small slope, and there was a forest behind. The children pushed each other and didn't want to go by themselves, so they finally decided to play scissors, rock, paper.

Little Fang Hui played paper, and the others played scissors. There was no other way, so he had to pick up the ball.

Xiao Fanghui climbed up the hill with a grunt. He looked around but didn't see the ball: "Hey, that's strange. I saw it flew here..."

He looked into the woods and decided to look inside again.

After walking for a while, he saw a round object in front of him. Xiao Fanghui's eyes lit up: "Ball!"

He ran over and picked up the ball. Just as he was about to leave, he saw a figure on the ground. The figure was very tall and his figure was in the shadow.

"..." Xiao Fanghui felt a very uncomfortable breath. He slowly turned around and saw a person with his back to the light.

The sun was so bright that I couldn't see the face of the person in front of me. The person didn't say anything and didn't move. Xiao Fanghui subconsciously wanted to run away, but was stopped by the person: "Wait a minute, kid."

It was a man's voice. Xiao Fanghui turned around with the ball in his arms and saw the person looking down at him, but his facial features were still blurry.

"Little kid, do you know how to get to this family?" The person took out a photo and handed it to Xiao Fanghui, "Uncle came to play with them, but now he's lost and can't find the way. Can you tell me?"

Xiao Fanghui looked up and saw a young couple in the photo. He snorted: "Why should I tell you? I don't know you!"

After saying that, Xiao Fanghui was about to run, but the man flashed in front of him and stopped him: "Little friend, don't leave in a hurry. If you tell your uncle, your uncle will teach you a technique to kick the ball with 100% accuracy."

When Xiao Fanghui heard about this technique, he suddenly became interested: "Really?" "

Really, so little friend, tell me first, where do they live?" The tone of the figure was half-smile, but it sounded very uncomfortable.

Xiao Fanghui looked at the two people in the photo carefully again. The uncle was very handsome and the aunt was very beautiful. He had seen them before.

"They live over there, in the house with leaves on the wall..." Xiao Fanghui pointed to a place not far away, but as soon as he finished speaking, a gust of wind blew by his ears. When he looked back, the man had disappeared.

"...Liar!" Little Fang Hui yelled, "You said you would teach me how to play football! Big liar!"

Suddenly waking up from his dream, Fang Hui found himself lying on the cold ground.

Looking around, the light was dim and he could hardly see anything. He rubbed his chest and felt nauseous. What happened?

Oh, I accompanied Ning Helan to investigate the tomb digging, and then I had a fight with the Taoist priest's apprentice. Strangely, the Taoist priest's apprentice was not his opponent. Was he knocked unconscious by him?

He raised his hands in front of his eyes and found that they were covered with dust. He clapped his hands and shouted, "Little Taoist priest! Little Taoist priest, are you there?"

He stood up while shouting. It seemed that he stepped on something. Before he could see what it was, he heard

a "click!" and his instep was bitten hard. "Ouch!" Fang Hui staggered and almost fell. "Hiss... Brother Ji, how can you bite so hard?"

"Click!" It turned out that Brother Ji was just at Fang Hui's feet, and Fang Hui stepped firmly on its wings.

"Brother Ji, why are you here?" Fang Hui squatted down and rubbed his feet. He noticed from the corner of his eye that there was another person lying on the ground next to him. Judging from his clothes, isn't this Ning Helan?

Fang Hui ran over and turned the person over. It was really Ning Helan: "Little Taoist priest! Wake up! Ning Helan, Ning Helan!"

Ning Helan's eyes were tightly closed, without any reaction.

"Brother Ji, your master is not going to die, is he?"

"Gurgle!"

"Hey, I was just talking casually... Oops, I'm wrong, I'm wrong, don't hit me, don't hit me!"

"Gurgle!"

Fang Hui reached out to feel Ning Helan's breath. Fortunately, he was still breathing, but why did he faint? Is that old Taoist priest so powerful? Even more powerful than Ning Helan?

He couldn't figure it out, so he stood up and looked around. The slightest movement caused the moldy smell in the air to penetrate into his nose: "A-choo!"

There was no sound around, and it was so dark that people were uneasy. There were only two small square windows at the top, and the cold moonlight shone in from outside. Although he couldn't see clearly, Fang Hui found that this place was very wide and high.

Layers of spider webs could be seen everywhere in the corners. Some spider webs were more than one meter wide, and the spiders in the middle were as big as fists, which looked creepy.

Fang Hui covered his nose and walked to the side in disgust. This walk raised a lot of dust. Looking carefully, the wall skin in many places had fallen off, revealing the rough bricks inside, which looked very old.

As he walked, Fang Hui found a circular staircase. The stairs had been in disrepair for a long time and some parts were broken. He tried to step on it and the old wooden planks made a creaking sound.

Fang Hui held the stairs with one hand and walked up the stairs. When he reached a platform on the second floor, he saw the bookshelves on the wall. He looked closer and saw that there were many books inside, but they were all covered with thick dust.

There were some scattered papers and bamboo slips on the ground, and the words on them were still vaguely visible.

Fang Hui picked up a book and took a look at it: "The True Scripture of the Mysterious Method of the Hunyuan... Is this a scripture?"

He looked at the books next to him, such as "The Mysterious Method of the Nine Palaces", "The Heavenly Gang Sutra", and "The Three Pure Ones' Sutra of Overcoming Evils". It turned out that all the books here were Taoist scriptures.

Fang Hui took two steps back and looked up. The bookshelf against the wall almost extended to the ceiling, and there were two layers above it. Through the moonlight, he saw that the bookshelf was filled with densely packed scriptures.

He understood that this should be an abandoned scripture building!

"Uh..." Ning Helan moved his fingers, and then opened his eyes. His chest was stuffy and he felt like vomiting, but as soon as he took a breath, he was filled with moldy smell and dust. He coughed repeatedly, "Cough cough cough! Cough cough..."

"Are you awake?" Fang Hui next to him handed Ning Helan a tissue, "You've been unconscious for almost two hours."

"Fang Hui?" Ning Helan took the tissue and shouted in confusion.

"It's me, do you not know me, or do you think I shouldn't be here?" Fang Hui said, sitting next to him, holding a book in his hand.

Ning Helan sighed, "I just want to ask you a question, why are you talking so much nonsense?"

"Hey, you bastard, if I hadn't been here to watch over you, you would have been eaten by a big spider." Fang Hui rolled his eyes at him.

Hearing about the big spider, Ning Helan lowered her eyes and saw that there were indeed many dead spiders on the ground beside her, and it looked like they had been killed not long ago.

"I'm telling you, the spiders here are like spirits. I just went to take a look around and when I came back I saw a lot of spiders crawling on you and wanted to eat you! The biggest one was even bigger than our fist..." Fang Hui said, "Luckily I..."

"Crack!" "

...Luckily Brother Ji and I got rid of these spiders, so that you, a delicate skin and flesh, were not hurt." Fang Hui said.

"Crack." Ning Helan turned his head and saw Brother Ji chewing something in his mouth, with a spider leg hanging from his mouth.

Ning Helan squinted his eyes, he looked up and saw a ray of moonlight at the top. He was night blind and could hardly see anything in this light.

"I wanted to use your cell phone to illuminate, but it was not on you or in your bag. Did you forget to bring it with you?" Fang Hui shook the candlestick beside him, "And I just found this, but unfortunately I don't have a lighter, so I can't light it."

"If the cell phone is not here, it must have been taken away by them." Ning Helan touched his body and took out a talisman paper from his small bag. Then he closed his eyes, and a small flame suddenly lit up in the center of the talisman paper.

With the light source, the surrounding light was also much brighter. Although it was not like a light bulb, at least the environment at hand could be seen clearly.

"Hey, you can use this talisman paper in this way?" Fang Hui came over curiously, "Amazing."

Ning Helan looked around: "Where are we now... It looks like a Jinglou?"

"Yes, a Jinglou, and it has been abandoned for a long time. Look at the dust on the ground." Fang Hui said.

Ning Helan put the burning talisman aside, turned his palm over and saw that his hands and body were dirty. He stood up and dusted off the dust in disgust.

"When you were unconscious just now, I counted and there are more than 1,800 scriptures here, but I can't understand any of them." Fang Hui flipped through the scriptures at hand.

"The scriptures are called scrolls, and there are more than 1,800 scrolls." Ning Helan corrected him, and suddenly noticed that there was something under Fang Hui's butt, "What are you putting under your butt?"

"Ah, this, scriptures." Fang Hui tilted his butt, "The ground is really too dirty, and it's hard and rough. I don't want to sit directly on the ground."

Seeing that Ning Helan didn't say anything, Fang Hui hurriedly said, "Don't tell me that this is disrespectful to Taoism."

"Give me two." Ning Helan stretched out his hand, and Fang Hui mechanically took out two books and handed them to Ning Helan. Ning Helan took them and sat on them.

Fang Hui: ...

"Chuckles." The chicken brother was eating spiders next to him. It was high in protein and fresh. It was very happy to eat.

Ning Helan looked around and covered her chest again. The feeling of chest tightness and nausea has now disappeared a lot.

"Little Taoist priest, why did we faint? Is that Taoist priest Mingxin that powerful?" Fang Hui couldn't understand, "Even if he is powerful enough to knock you out with one move, I am so far away from him, and I didn't see him attack me."

Ning Helan lowered her eyes and thought for a while: "It should be some kind of poison."