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Episode 1: Disciples of the Heaven-turning Heaven 1.21 The treasure mirror reflects the ghost, Daze looks for the murderer (Part 2)

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    After a while, an old voice came from the cabin, "Where is the female guest going?" "Shimen Huping Mountain." "Hupings fly down the waterfall, and peach blossoms fall at the entrance of the cave." The ferryman asked in a gray voice, "Is that where the female guest is going?  "Luohua Cave." "Exactly." After a long silence, the ferryman smiled sadly and said, "In that case, I will invite the female passenger to come on board." Before he finished speaking, the female passenger flew into the boat.  The broken boat shook the water, then stopped quietly again.  The ferryman sighed, "Female passenger, you can't go to Luohua Cave." The female passenger standing on the bow of the boat immediately asked: "Why?" "Why should the female passenger ask knowingly?" The ferryman seemed displeased.  "You think I'm going to die here?" The woman's voice suddenly rose.  "Hmph!" The ferryman's attitude said it all, "The water was surging when you got off the boat, your Qinggong was only weak, and your true energy was not condensed. How could you fly over that Huping waterfall?" Seeing the female passenger standing on the bow of the boat,  Without saying a word, the ferryman became even more angry: "It has nothing to do with you going to die, but you still want to take my boat. It makes me hopeful and disappointed again. You are first happy and then sad. This makes me in this grave."  "What are you doing with dead bones?" The female guest smiled and stamped her feet, "Iron-powered gloomy wood, a black-faced old man, practices by the water day and night, and you make a boat out of iron-powered gloomy wood that sinks when it hits the water.  He continued to use his internal strength to levitate him on the water. He has been practicing this day and night for more than 20 years. Let me ask you, can you still take revenge? " "" There was a dead silence in the cabin. The female passenger's voice suddenly dropped, "Your wife is already here."  You have been chasing him for twenty years. Now he is getting old and there is no hope of revenge. Now I want to go for you. Will you help me? " "The famous arrester is determined to go, old man.  I'll accompany you!" The curtains of the boat turned around without any wind, and the dark, broken boat turned around and left.  So smart!  "What an internal strength!" The female guest praised in a sweet voice: "The sea is full of fishes and dragons, and the waves are flying like sand!" "Humph!" the ferryman responded in a muffled voice.  ————— the lady of the Beiya was sleeping and sleeping. Wu Ming went to the knot.  Then he took Concubine Ming to try the anti-malarial mirror.  There were floating corpses everywhere in Gaotang Harbor, and the stench was overwhelming.  Although both of them were wrapped in thick towels, they were still dizzy from the smoke.  Concubine Ming is slightly better. After all, the Dharma is profound and she forgets both emptiness and form.  And Wu Ming was miserable!  He is already a smart boy, but his nerves have been stretched by spiritual energy. His sense of smell must not be too good!  The stench of corpses was wrapped in the wind and rushed towards his face. Not only did he record it all, he could identify the source immediately; he could even identify the rotten parts from the stench of corpses, and clearly 'see' the miserable state of the deceased's decay.  how disgusting!  Since Gaotang Luchang has this name, there must be reed marshes.  After leaving the harbor and passing through the gatehouse, you enter the inner harbor where reeds float.  Different from the uniform buildings of Dongsheng Shenzhou, barbarians live together in the inner harbor, and it is not difficult to see totem animal bones.  At first glance, delicateness and roughness coexist. You are in me, and I am in you. The mix is ??extremely harmonious.  Even the paradise of the world has already turned into a hell at this time.  The Inner Harbor is densely populated and with heavy fog, 10% of people are infected and many die.  Many residents of Daze were buried in water, but in order to block the source of infection, the body could only be incinerated.  To have such insight, he is obviously not a mortal. After asking the old shopkeeper who came with him, he found out that everything was done by Bei Gongying.  "So that your Excellency may know that although Lord Ying was born in Southern Xinjiang and is not from Lukang, Gaotang, she often travels here and stays here in her spare time. People in Lukang think she is just an ordinary witch doctor from Southern Xinjiang.  , but I never knew that Master Ying was the famous Beigong from all over the world," the old shopkeeper said, and at the end he suddenly glanced at Wu Ming, "Forgive me for being arrogant, but I have something to say to you from the bottom of my heart.  "Listen." "The elders gave it to me, but I dare not refuse it." How could Wu Ming not know this?  Sure enough, the old shopkeeper sighed: "Mr. Yingying has been lonely since childhood, but she is talented and talented. Although she has a lot of experience, she still has the heart of a girl. She doesn't know the depth of the world of mortals. Love is a thing that penetrates the intestines and corrodes the bones" As he said this, the old shopkeeper suddenly stopped.  Stepping forward, a pair of bright eyes shone, penetrating Wu Ming's internal organs, "If you are ruthless, please do not hurt her." ' Although Bei Gongying is not her biological child, the old shopkeeper has protected her since she was a child and helped her grow up.  It's the love of licking a calf.  Although Wu Ming accidentally hit her and inspired her to enlightenment, this was not his original intention.  Wu Ming's family knew about his family affairs, so he nodded awkwardly, "I know, kid." "Thank you very much." The old shopkeeper bowed to the ground.  Concubine Ming walked quietly in front of the two of them, stretched out her hand to lift the door curtain, and relieved Wu Ming's embarrassment, "There are still people in this house." "What's the situation?" Wu Ming got off the slope and rushed up.  "Let's go and have a look." With Wu Ming behind her, Concubine Ming walked in through the curtain.  The name of this house is Diao.?? was created by barbarians from southern Xinjiang.  But you can see that the wooden walls have a long roof, the eaves are high-hanging, and there are three floors above and below. Except for the roof tiles, they are all made of fir.  The pillars of the house are drilled with large holes, and small fir trees are inserted diagonally between the pillars. There are also hanging towers built around the house, with eaves that are upturned and outward, spreading their wings to reach the sky.  The four walls of the house are made of fir boards and are coated with tung oil inside and outside.  No one lives on the bottom floor, which is used for raising poultry and storing farm tools and sundries.  At this time, there was nothing, not a chicken or a dog.  Going upstairs along the stairs, the second floor is the master's residence, which has a bedroom inside and an open hall outside. There is a firepit in the hall, where the family can eat and chat around the firepit in their free time. It is spacious and convenient.  Because there are windows, it is bright, well-lit and well-ventilated.  I glanced around and saw no one.  Everyone then walked to the third floor through a corridor connected to the Mingtang.  Three layers are hung high to avoid the moisture in the swamp.  Because it is ventilated, dry and very spacious, the owner's family of three men and four women stayed here.  The seven people on the couch were suffering from long-term illness and their faces were withered.  The male host is unkempt, his facial features are hard to distinguish, his collarbones are protruding, his ribs are striped, and a dry leg bone is exposed in his high-rolled trousers; the female host is as skinny as a stick, with sunken eye sockets, protruding cheekbones, half-open skirt, and shriveled  The breast is like a skin that has drunk all the water, drooping under the ribs.  One boy had a head as big as a bucket, with body spots all over his body, and pus and blood flowing from his crotch.  Although he was completely dead, his little mouth was still filled with tears.  Although the other brothers were panting, they were still going in and out, and they didn't have much time.  Although the ventilation on the third floor is good, the strong stench still makes it difficult to breathe.  Concubine Ming silently recited the Buddha's name, and the solemn treasure rushed to Wu Ming and said: "Get the mirror." The anti-malarial mirror is the only treasure in the Qiankun Ruyi inscription that is not included in the Buzhou Mountain Realm.  Wu Ming not only collected the spirit of the mirror, but also combined the yin and yang. The precious mirror healed itself, and the broken mirror reunited without mentioning it.  Concubine Ming is an expert in using mirrors.  Take it casually and it will pass.  But I saw a ray of light passing through the sick bed, and the twisted yellow mist that kept coming out of the patient's mouth, eyes, ears, and nose was just the condensation of flying sand, hazy, forming an ugly evil thing in the mid-air with a puffy head and smoked face.  !  “Isn’t that the malarial ghost! 　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　 campleg leg\ since I don’t have much to say >> just read and read.  I have been very busy these days, I hope I can have some free time on Monday.
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