Dinghai Fusheng Records

Another figure rushed along the long street and shouted: "There are monsters! There are monsters!"

Feng Qianxi entered the city and saw the resentment in the south of the city. He immediately came to support. He was so shouted and the movement of Xiaoshan was all over. The whole street suddenly woke up, the lights lit up, and then the three kings shoved open the bricks. Tile, turned into a black fire and flew away.

"Call, call..." Chen Xing supported the story, and the two ran to the west of the city.

"Chen Xing!" Xiaoshan's voice is almost angry, "Chen Xing!"

"Xiaoshan..." Chen Xing turned back and saw Xiaoshan chasing him up and immediately stopped. Xiaoshan used both hands and feet, and he ran along the alley. When Chen Xing and Xiang Shu were in front of him, they stopped the road and looked angry at Chen Xing.

Chen Xing was exhausted, but the story frowned: "Let you stay in Hara and Lin, what are you going to do?"

Xiaoshan was too angry to speak, then shouted, and rushed forward like a whirlwind.

"Come on!" Chen Xing turned back and said, "The story can't fight with you now! Xiaoshan! Great!"

Xiaoshan opened Chen Xing and took a few steps back. Chen Xing did not know how to cry and smiled and asked: "How did you find this here?"

Xiaoshan only refused to answer, and he was blinded. Chen Xing looked back and was afraid that the king would come again, and he would help the story and said, "Come with me, come! Come! It is dangerous!"

The three men hid under a bridge, Chen Xing checked the injury, and the article made a sigh of exhaustion, closed his eyes, and did not move.

Xiaoshan looked at the two people in disbelief.

"Are you okay?" Chen Xing said.

"Heart tired." Xiang Shufang was not hurt by the king of the king, the mouth has overflowed with blood, presumably suffered internal injuries, and even the breathing is also aching.

Chen Xing was very anxious and turned to look at Xiaoshan.

“You have to find a safe place,” Chen Xing said. “Or leave Kuaiji as soon as possible.”

At night, the city was very quiet, and even one or two crows sounded, and the footsteps suddenly sounded on the bridge.

"Chen Xing!" shouted Feng Qianxi's voice.

"Hey." Chen Xing immediately probed out, Feng Qiang down to the bottom of the bridge, relieved: "The chase has ran all the way, the people on the street have woken up, brothers, how is your situation? Get up, come to my house Qianzhuang went to make a good night... Hey? Who are you?"

Chen Xing said that there is no time to explain it. It seems that the appearance of this item has become more serious. I have to think of a way to temporarily send him back to Jiankang, and I can’t stay here again. It is no longer important that things are more important than the safety of the story, even if it is later investigated.

Feng Qiang put the arm on his shoulder, and the burden of Chen Xing was immediately lighter. In a hurry, the bridge is at the bottom of the bridge. In front of it is a quietly-populated housing complex in the west of the city. With a plague for a year, everyone is as sullen, as if they are unable to turn over by an ominous pressure, and they will be able to turn to the night. In fact, it is a ghost town.

"You have to cross the middle street," Feng said. "Go to the north, at least one hour, speed up, and go to Xifeng Qianzhuang in the morning..."

"Wait," Chen Xing suddenly remembered that Wu Hao said that the former Xiangjia mansion was on the bank of Liuqiao, and that Liuqiao was the bridge that was only evaded, so he said, "Follow me."

Chen Xing arrived at the door of a family and knocked on the door. The lantern of the "Fangfu" was hung on the door, and a mahogany sword was set up next to the door. The owner’s surname of this mansion was once a large family. Later, because the male and female owners and the children were infected with the plague, they dismissed the family and the people, and spent more money on the property. I thought I had to wait for death. The disease is not hanging up and down, only one day is a day.

At this time, the only old servant and a young boy in Fangjiazhong sat down. Chen Xing explained that he was a borrower. His companion was sick. He wanted to borrow a night and promised to facilitate the opening of the cleaned room. Feng Qianxi wanted to make some money, but the other party refused to accept it. The host family was already sick in bed, mourning its kind, helping to help, and the right to accumulate yin is also good.

Chen Xing checked the article. When it was against the enemy, it was the internal organs that were smashed by the giant force. Fortunately, the wound was not heavy. The silver needle passed the meridians, and the story was better. Still sitting and screaming.

Feng Qianxi said: "Why did you choose this? Is it of special significance?"

Chen Xing Yu explained the things along the way once, Xiao Shan ignored them, sat in a daze, and sat down with Xiang Shu, like two people who could not look good.

Feng Qiang’s indulgence for a moment, Xiang said finally: "Trusted you, who said that the corpse of the corpse will not come to Jiangnan?"

Feng Qiang called the bitterness: "How do I know? There is no sign!"

Chen Xing said: "How do they know that we left Jiankang to come to Kuaiji? Even the road is accurate."

Jiankang South, there is only such a road, it is not difficult to ambush on the road of the must, but the three kings, how did they come to Jiangnan silently? In Jiankang City, it is said that no one can accept it. Chen Xing wanted to go and there was no clue. Feng Qianxi checked the doors and windows again, and he could close all the tightness and spy on whether there was a crow inside the house.

"When the weather is bright," Feng Qianxi said, "I will let the house manager go to the local Xifeng to send a letter. Everyone should try not to show up, so as not to be traced by the king. Then I will go to the county government to go and I will not believe in the army." Send it out, but why not the three dead."

Chen Xingxin thinks that for the present, it seems that the government is the safest choice. However, I am afraid that it will be revived. If the situation is further evolving, it will be difficult for others to blame. Nowadays, in addition to Feng Qianxi, they have added a new force, Xiaoshan. If they are prepared, they will be able to fight.

"Xiaoshan, can you use the sky to crack?" Chen Xingchao asked Xiaoshan.

Xiaoshan leaned against the corner of the couch. He had previously peeked at Chen Xing, Feng Qianxi and others. Chen Xingyi spoke to him and Xiaoshan’s gaze turned away.

Feng Qianxi signaled Chen Xing to explain how the child was added and asked: "When you two have a son, you have a look and a brother in a mold."

"Enough." Xiang Shuzheng was annoyed and didn't want to accompany Feng Qianxi to fight.

At this time, a voice came from outside and asked: "What medicine do you need? I think the brother seems to have been injured."

Chen Xingxin read the electricity and went to open the door to thank him. He saw the young man in the house and said: "I want to ask for a blood-supplementing medicine. The host family is just right."

The owner of the Fangfu got the disease, and he used all the methods. He bought a lot of medicines at home, and asked the people in the family to have more food. The young man took the lights and took Chen Xing into the warehouse to find medicine.

Chen Xing said: "I really don't care, I am a doctor. I will wake up tomorrow, my family will wake up. I want to show him."

"That would be a big thank you." The young man said, "Your brother looks so good, how was it so hurt?"

Chen Xing’s heart lamented that life was too short, and he said that it would be long. He thought that Feng Qianxi would **** Xiang Shu to Jiankang tomorrow. He and Xiao Shan left the investigation. Xiaoshan’s claws seemed to be quite powerful. Maybe it could Helping me... Suddenly, I’m thinking about electricity. Isn’t this the house that the family once lived in? So I opened the subject and asked: "I heard about your home and took some antiquities to sell. Is this the case?"

The young man suddenly glimpsed and said: "Two days ago, Lin Da, a Chinese book supervisor from Jiankang, asked this question. What is your relationship?"

Chen Xing quickly took out the documents of Xie An. The teenager read the lights and said: "When the house was moved, it was originally a home. The family has no one, and the government will take it back and sell it. I am not afraid to tell the truth, my family and my wife have been sick for too long, and the family has continued to live. There is no silver and two flowers. I have to find some valuable things to do. I saw that the bamboo side has gold on it, so I can count a few dollars. ......"

Chen Xing decisively interrupted: "When you cleaned up the house, did you find something else?"

The teenager said: "There are heads in the west. If you want to see it, I will show you it, but don't blame me for not reminding you... are you afraid of ghosts?"

Chen Xing couldn’t help but laugh: "Go."

The teenager said again: "When it is true, I sometimes pass this garden in the middle of the night and hear the voice. You can't believe in evil."

Passing through the other side of the mansion, Chen Xingcai suddenly discovered that the house was very large, and many places had not been repaired. In the darkness of the West Garden, the wooden pillars, beams, and doors of the abandoned house were rotten, and they were dead in the dark night, like a human being. The ghosts, but can be seen hundreds of years ago, this is a magnificent house.

The house was not locked, and no one came to steal a plague. Chen Xing went in and pushed in. The young man put the lamp on the table, obviously not very courageous, said: "I will go back to rest first, and then you will call me again." Then he hurriedly ran.

"I really want to have any ghosts," Chen Xing muttered. "That's a good way to ask."

Chen Xing put the lamp on an abandoned shackle, greeted the heart lamp and illuminate the surroundings. This is the Accord that the owner used to treat the guests. The pavilion is in front of the lake. There are several bookshelves and bookshelves in the pavilion. The messy scrolls piled up on the piles, mostly decayed.

Chen Xing opened a bundle of bundled bamboo slips, and the reins had already decayed. The "哗啦" fell to the ground, and Chen Xing was thrown up, picking up one of them, with a line of words on it: the outline of the geology.

Xiangjia is an exorcist! Chen Xing’s previous guess was finally confirmed. Immediately opened another volume and took out the root of the volume. I saw that it was written:

"What are you looking for?" The voice of the story sounded behind the scenes.

Chen Xing: "Ah!"

Chen Xing was not afraid of being shocked.

Item: "..."

Chen Xing couldn't breathe, and said intermittently: "You... what are you doing?"

The expression of the brow is deep and locked: "I am afraid that you will be caught again!"

Chen Xingxiao laughed at all: "Even if the king is arresting me now, you can't help it. Go back and rest."

Chen Xing just said casually, the face of Xiang Shu has suddenly changed, and suddenly he was trembled with anger, but he did not want to quarrel with Chen Xing here. He said: "You are right, I am leaving."

Chen Xing realized that his unintentional words hurt the story, and said: "I don't mean that... Sorry, the story... the law is empty!"

The story turned and left, Chen Xing looked at his back, and suddenly there was no sorrow in his heart.

"The item," said Chen Xing. "You listen to me... the item... you come to see what I found..."

When the item was not sent, he would leave. Chen Xing stopped in front of him and suddenly hugged his waist.

Item: "!!!"

As soon as the story was over, the whole person was uncomfortable and struggled. He couldn’t afford to be able to earn Chen Xing, so he was finally controlled by Chen Xing.

"Fast... let go!" Xiang said in a hurry, "What to do! Roll!"

The item pushed a few times on Chen Xing's head and could only push him.

Chen Xing sideways, leaning on the front of the article, he was both sad and moved at the moment, saddened that the power of the article was lost, but he did not speak, hurt his heart. What moved was that even if the article could not be protected by himself, the most concerned thing is still the safety of his Chen Xing.

"I'm sorry, sorry." Chen Xing whispered, "Thank you, the law is empty."

"Pain!" The story is impatient, and the expression is a bit bitter. "Quickly let go! Are you trying to avenge me now?"

Chen Xing let him go, the two stood face to face, but they did not naturally stagger their sights, as if they didn't want to look at them for a moment, for fear of revealing their inner thoughts. At the end, the item suddenly said: "What are you looking for here?"

"Hey, I..." Chen Xing was still in a state of turmoil. I don’t know why. In this dark night, he suddenly understood this, and many of the ancient books he read read the exorcist and the **** of protection. In the story, the complex emotions revealed in the lines between the lines.

"You don't want to sit for me, or I will regain my strength. The first lesson is you."

After the project described the case, the pace was still a little embarrassing, went aside and looked up at the scrolls on the bookshelf. Chen Xing had to sit down in the dusty room, and his heart was still surging in the emotions of the moment, as if there was an impulse to drive him to shout:

The law is empty, you are this idiot! You are so nice! I like you so much!

Item: "?"

Chen Xing immediately turned away from his gaze, and unconsciously lit up the heart lamp. I don’t know why. Tonight, the heart lamp seems to move with his feelings. The glare is endless and surging. It is actually projected from all directions of the abandoned house. It was like a white house in the room.

“Come on,” said the subject, frowning. “Want to bring the enemy?”

Chen Xing was stunned again, and he had to hurry to collect the mana. The item was also positive: "Your mana will cause harm to the body. Can you rule?"

Chen Xing had to answer: "Oh, I just want to give you a photo."

In fact, at that moment, Chen Xing’s heart only felt warm, as if he wanted to express his heart light uncontrollably, just like expressing his own emotions.

The two men were silent for a while, and Xiang Shu looked down at the bamboo slip that Chen Xing had seen before.

Strange, the item is not incomprehensible? Chen Xing thought.

Sure enough, the item did not see what happened, and got up to check the bookshelf, and turned the bookshelf into a mess, as if it was also using the action to vent some of the inner feelings, Chen Xing finally could not stand.

"This master was also an exorcist during his lifetime," Chen Xing explained. "It seems that the direction of the specialization is the circulation of the heavens and the earth, and the heavens and the blessings... What are you looking for? Take me to show you."

The story finally returned to calm and said: "Look for the genealogy."

Chen Xing suddenly remembered and said, "Do you think your mother is this family?"

The item did not answer, took a deep breath, endured the pain of faint pain, took a scorpion at the highest point of the bookshelf, and opened a sable of yellow hair from the scorpion.

Chen Xing was amazed and was about to get up. Xiang Shu had already taken the scorpion and spread it on the case. Chen Xing immediately illumined the scorpion with a heart lamp, watching the densely-printed heads of the line-- - All are names.

"Is this the genealogy of the Han people?" Xiang said.

Chen Xing said: "No, this is... the family has served as a directory of exorcists after the election of the exorcism division."

This is the honour of the family since the Great Han Dynasty, and it has been honored for hundreds of years. If it is placed in the exorcism family, it is really a famous name. Looking at this line of words, Chen Xing remembered what was left in the division, and was able to record in the division, recording the book of the exorcist deeds.

In front of each name, there is a year to enter the exorcism, followed by the governor. Starting from the early years of Han Gaozu, almost every few years, there were children of the family. As for the Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, Liu Che was inherited. With the number of years, during the Jianyuan years, a large number of young exorcists emerged.

The article goes down and down, Chen Xingben wants to say that the family has been degraded a hundred years ago, but also need to find genealogy to confirm, suddenly, the item is shaking uncontrollably, pale, breathless, as if The drowning people generally have their eyes on a line of words -

- The first year of Yongping: Xiang Yu, the soul of the clock.

"Yongping's first year, three hundred...three hundred and seventeen years ago." Chen Xing said, "Three hundred years ago? Three hundred years!"