Chapter 14 Chapter Fourteen

squeak-- A deep and sharp sound suddenly pierced through the ink pond of Xianzhi hundreds of meters away from the tomb of tuibi, and tore a hole inlaid with purple borders out of thin air above the pond, and a breath that was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye floated out. Ou Zilong, who had been standing stiffly by the edge of the ink pond, regained his vitality all of a sudden, when he moved his legs, he immediately lost his balance and fell down in the pond with a thud. Fortunately, Ou Zilong has recovered his sanity, and the ink pool is used for washing brushes, so it is not too deep.After he took a sip of water, he rowed desperately a few times, and immediately reached the edge of the pond, and rolled over with his arms.

Not to mention how embarrassed Ou Zilong was at this moment, not to mention soaked all over, with a few patches of green duckweed on his head, that Chinese tunic suit looked ridiculous at this moment.He got up in a jiffy, threw off the pineapple leaves above his head with his hands, and spat hard on the grass, as if trying to cover up his embarrassment. After he was pulled into the domain by Rong Yuqiang, he originally thought that he would face a spiritual battle.As a result, Rong Yu couldn't wait left and right, and there was only a tube of Lingyun pen floating in absolute darkness.He was very annoyed at being let go, and he secretly accumulated strength, trying to use Ling Yunbi's own courage to break free from the shackles and escape from the sky.

As a result, the moment he stretched his psychological bowstring to the limit, the domain suddenly disappeared, and his consciousness was like a strong man who had exhausted his strength and suddenly lost his target, and he staggered back to his body. Ou Zilong didn't quite know what happened to the Tubi Tomb during his time in the domain.In fact, from the very beginning, he deliberately chose the job of distracting Rong Yu, trying to keep himself away from Tuibi Tomb, so as not to be seen by Luo Zhongxia, Yan Zheng and Er Zhuzi, who would reveal the truth about him killing Fang Bin.He made a good plan, Nineteen killed Luo Zhongxia, Zhuge Yihui killed Yan Zheng and Er Zhuzi, so this matter could be resolved smoothly without affecting his plan.

Now that he was kicked out of the field inexplicably, strictly speaking, he was not injured at all, and he couldn't feel any breath of Canglang pen around him. Ou Zilong felt that it was necessary to evaluate the current situation. Ou Zilong shrugged his nose, and he could feel that there was a powerful pen spirit in the past, and its traces still remained in the surrounding environment. The feeling was extremely powerful and strange. He looked in the direction of Tuibi Tomb, there was neither Qinglian Brush nor Ruyu Brush, it was quite quiet, only the rustling sound of the wind blowing through the canopy, and there was no trace of murderous arrogance left.

Suspicious in Ou Zilong's heart, he cautiously approached the direction of the tomb of the brush, and put away the Lingyun brush at the same time.A few minutes later, he approached the edge of the Tomb of Tubi, held his breath, tried to keep his footsteps silent, and at the same time pushed aside a branch, looked towards the Tomb of Tubi. In front of him, there was devastation.The original huge tomb of withdrawing pens no longer exists, replaced by a distorted ruin.With the ruins as the center, within a radius of tens of meters, there are scattered broken tree trunks, broken bricks, and countless dry brushes. The original green carpet-like grass has been plowed into dozens of gullies of different depths. The sides of the gully turned out, looking like several scars on the green field.It can be seen that there has been a thrilling battle here.

Luo Zhongxia and Yan Zheng lay straight on the ground, their clothes were in tatters, and their bodies were covered with knife marks, some of which were as deep as the bone, resulting in bloody patches.From a distance, it almost looks like a humanoid sashimi. These terrible wounds appear to have been caused by sharp blades.Nineteen stood aside with folded arms, panting undecided, obviously just experienced a fierce battle, his jacket was torn in several places, revealing his snow-white skin.The lancet was stuck upside down by his feet, only a few centimeters away from Luo Zhongxia.Zhuge Yihui searched for the dry brushes scattered on the ground. These were all used by Zen Master Zhiyong in the past. Even if they are just ordinary brushes, they are quite valuable as cultural relics.

Erzhuzi, Ranran and Kongkong disappeared without a trace. Zhuge Yihui took out his mobile phone from his pocket and dialed a number.Ou Zilong's arms suddenly trembled, and he immediately realized that he was calling him, so he quickly pressed the phone, took a few steps back and hid behind a rock half as high as half a person, and then pressed to answer. "Hey Zilong, are you okay?" "Well, how are you doing?" "Almost, only two ran away, come here quickly." Zhuge Yihui's voice was very relaxed. Ou Zilong put away his mobile phone, deliberately stayed for a while, and then walked into the range of the tomb of retreating pens.He didn't need to make up deliberately, it was already embarrassing enough.

Nineteen glanced at him and said nothing.Zhuge Yihui gathered the dry brushes he had picked up into a pile, then went up to him and asked with concern: "Just now that white eyebrow of the Wei family suddenly turned back, I thought something happened to you." "It is indeed a strong enemy, and it was barely a tie." Ou Zilong replied, thinking that saying this is not a lie, in order to prevent Zhuge Yihui from continuing to entangle this topic, he immediately asked: "What about you? What happened? thing?" So Zhuge Yihui told him all about Tubi Tomb, Biancai, Tiantai Baiyunbi, and Wei Shiran one by one, Ou Zilong's face was clouded.

"That is to say, that white eyebrow followed Wei Shiran and left with the Tiantai Baiyun brush?" "That's right." "It's a pity..." Ou Zilong bit his cheek, and made a chopping gesture, "Lingyun also has a cloud, and Baiyun also has a cloud. I think I will be more powerful than this ruler of the city." "Sooner or later, there will be a chance." Zhuge Yihui patted him on the shoulder, "We have finally gained something, and got the Qinglian Pen. There is also a thrush pen to add to the hair." Ou Zilong glanced at Luo Zhongxia and Yan Zheng who were lying unconscious on the ground, his heart was finally relieved, and he said with a smile, "I knew that those who offended Shijiu would not end well."

"These two guys are inexperienced, they have good pens, and they are chewing peonies. After Wei Shiran left just now, they thought everything was safe, but they showed their power on 1911 and solved it without much effort." Zhuge Ikki said cheerfully, "They have a sense of loyalty, they tried their best to cover that foolish boy and blind girl from escaping, and folded themselves here." Nineteen bent down, took out a small black plastic notebook from Luo Zhongxia, and threw it to Ou Zilong: "Look at this, Luo Zhongxia got it from Fayuan Temple." Ou Zilong took it over and saw that It was a driving notebook, which was always on Luo Zhongxia's body.He opened it casually, and the black and white photo on the first page was very clear. It was the face of a refined man in his thirties.

"He still has a picture of Mr. Fang!" Ou Zilong sighed with emotion, glanced at Luo Zhongxia, and then showed a fierce look, "We should fight an eye for an eye, let them also taste the pain of Teacher Fang!" He thought Nineteen and Zhuge Yihui would talk, but neither of them responded.Ou Zilong looked left and right, and suddenly felt that the atmosphere was a bit stagnant. "Zilong." Zhuge Yihui asked kindly, "You said you have never met Mr. Fang, so how would you know his face?" "...Uh...the driver's license has his name on it..." Ou Zilong was momentarily at a loss for words. "Really?" Ou Zilong quickly lowered his head to look, and found that the name column on the driver's license clearly wrote "Yan Zheng" in big characters! "Yan Zheng's name is written on the driver's license. Only by seeing Mr. Fang can you recognize it immediately just by looking at the photo?" Zhuge Yihui still spoke slowly, but his tone gradually became stricter. Ou Zilong restrained his heart beating wildly, and quickly argued: "Nineteenth sister just said that Luo Zhongxia got it from Fayuan Temple, I think it must be related to Teacher Fang's death." Zhuge Yihui and Nineteen looked at each other, Zhuge Yihui sighed, as if extremely disappointed, at this moment Nineteen took a step, his eyes gradually changed: "How did you know that Mr. Fang is related to Fayuan Temple? ?” Before he could make another defense, he yelled again: “How do you know that Mr. Fang was killed by having his heart gouged out!?” Ou Zilong was confused by this series of forced questions, he hurriedly pointed at Luo Zhongxia: "The finishing touch is clearly on him! He must have killed Fang Bin!" Before the words fell, Luo Zhongxia and Yan Zheng, who were lying upright on the ground, suddenly jumped up. The two of them were neatly dressed, and there was no blood stain on their bodies.Yan Zheng picked up the thrush pencil with a smile, and flicked it on the driver's license, and the driver's license immediately returned to the way it was five minutes ago. It was no longer "Yan Zheng" but "Fang Bin".This is the last trace of Yan Zheng's remaining ability. At this moment, there are no adjectives that can describe Ou Zilong's expression. Luo Zhongxia said coldly: "Today I will show you how powerful this finishing touch pen is." A golden dragon screamed out from the palm of its hand, its golden scales were dazzling, its eyes were piercing, full of spirituality. Ou Zilong's face became even more ugly, and he took another step back, and said in a deep voice to Nineteen and Zhuge Yihui, "Brother Zhuge, Sister Nineteen, I'm sorry, I lied to you. That's right, I have known Teacher Fang for a long time, and I have seen it with my own eyes. Fayuan Temple witnessed his death. I didn’t tell you, because I had my own reasons. But... please believe me, this person in front of me killed Teacher Fang Bin! He’s not going to tell himself!” Nineteen did not move, but said coldly: "The cloud follows the dragon, the wind follows the tiger, is it the same as that day?" Ou Zilong nodded hastily: "That's right! At that time he got a new dotting pen, I wanted to avenge Teacher Fang, but I was defeated by the dotting golden dragon. It's really more than I can do." "Brother Zilong." "Ok?" "The only thing you said just now was true." Nineteen's hair fluttered high, his eyes turned red, like a Valkyrie in Norse mythology, "Anyone who offends Nineteen never ends well." Ou Zilong felt that the Ruyu pen had raised its head, and the air pressure increased greatly. He hurriedly said, "Nineteenth sister, you..." Luo Zhongxia took back the golden dragon at this time, and said with a sneer, "You were startled away by my golden dragon that day, but you never thought that the golden dragon was the one I used Qinglian pen and Li Bai's poem "The arrows are like sand to shoot the golden armor, the cloud, the dragon, the wind and the tiger Is it an illusion of the two sentences of "Return it back"? The finishing touch pen is used to indicate fate, and it is not for fighting at all, don't you know?" Yan Zheng also chimed in: "You just said you were defeated by Dotting? It's just like calling yourself out!" Ou Zilong looked around, finally put his body close to Zhuge Yihui, trying to ask for help, his tone was almost begging: "Brother Zhuge, you are the smartest person in the family, you will never believe this kind of stupid slander!?" Zhuge Yihui let out a long sigh: "At first we didn't believe it, but now you're lying every sentence, full of flaws, tell me how to help you..." Ou Zilong suddenly showed a fierce look, he stretched out his hand and grabbed Zhuge Yihui's neck, performed a perfect strangulation and rolled back, and shouted: "You are not allowed to approach, otherwise he will die!" Yan Zheng said, "Have you finally admitted your crime?" Ou Zilong shouted: "Shut up!" Before he finished speaking, Ling Yunbi snatched it out with a howl, and suddenly the wind gathered.He tried to use Fengyun to cause chaos like last time, and then waited for an opportunity to escape. "Don't try to escape!" Nineteen and Luo Zhongxia shouted at the same time, and the two stepped forward quickly, attacking separately, showing a very high tacit understanding.Often the Qinglian pen takes the lead, solidifying the surrounding situation with verses, and then with a flash of nineteen blades, the magnified blade of the pen is invincible.Soon those storms were cut to pieces, nothing to do with it. Although the Lingyun pen is powerful, it seems to be outstretched under the attack of two pens. Ou Zilong only saw the figure in front of him swaying, the clouds spewed out by the Lingyun pen were getting less and less, but the blades were getting more and more, he couldn't help feeling a little flustered, he stepped back with Zhuge Yihui's neck in his arms, and hid himself in a mass of billowing black clouds Inside.Although the Qinglian pen and the Ruyu pen were aggressive, they never attacked Ou Zilong himself. "I have hostages, and they would never dare to make a move." Ou Zilong thought, and tightened Zhuge Yihui's grip at the same time. As everyone knows, this is exactly the concept that Shijiu and Luo Zhongxia want him to strengthen. Zhuge Yihui's neck was clamped by Ou Zilong, but his hands were still flexible.Hearing Nineteen's shout, he immediately raised his arms high.Ou Zilong thought he was going to struggle, fearing that one hand would not be enough, so he tightened his grip with both hands.Unexpectedly, Zhuge Yihui didn't intend to fight back at all, but instead blocked his own ears. Before Ou Zilong could react, the real trap was activated. "Lei Pingxi wants to roar!" Luo Zhongxia flew up and yelled, and Qinglian Pen immediately embodied this poem into a powerful sound wave like thunder bursting from the sky.In the next moment, Nineteen's rafter-like pen magnified the already huge vibration dozens of times.The two played one in front and one behind, and the timing was right. This can no longer be called thunder. It's thunderbolt. Big bang! The air ripples visible to the naked eye spread out in all directions. In front of such a huge sound wave, the billowing wind and cloud were as thin as a cicada's wings, and were immediately swept away.Ou Zilong, who had been clamping Zhuge Yihui's neck desperately, wanted to pull out his hand to plug his ears, but it was too late. His whole body was knocked to the ground by the pressure coming to his face, his brain was turned into a pot of porridge by the sound of the piercing thunder, and he fainted on the ground on the spot, foaming at the mouth, and two streams of blood flowed out from the ear hole. The thunderbolt lasted only two seconds before it was over. Except for Ou Zilong, everyone else was safe and sound, only Yan Zheng rubbed his ears as if complaining, and muttered that he would never quarrel with Luo Zhongxia again. Nineteen stepped forward, intending to slash Ou Zilong with a knife, but was stopped by Zhuge Yihui.Zhuge Yihui said: "Nineteen, take your time. It's not up to you and me to judge the murder. It's better to take him back and let Lao Li decide." Nineteen glanced at Ou Zilong, whose eyes were turning white and his limbs were constantly twitching, With a cold snort, he put the knife back into its sheath. Since Luo Zhongxia got the pen spirit, this time he won the most heartily, and the depression of being cheated in his heart eased a little.At this moment, he felt a sore thigh, which was the typical result of lack of exercise. He lowered his head, and wanted to rub it, when suddenly a faint fragrance wafted through his nose.He quickly raised his head and saw Nineteen standing in front of him. He was used to seeing Nineteen's dagger-sharp and vajra's glaring expression, and now she returned to her normal expression, her willow eyes were full of daisy, her features were delicate and delicate, and there was a hint of femininity in her heroic gallantry.For a moment, Luo Zhongxia was stunned. She didn't expect her to be so beautiful. His gaze slid down, but he accidentally saw Shijiu's right shoulder.The clothes there had been torn in the series of scuffles just now, revealing a white and round shoulder, which was more delicate against the black suit.Shijiu noticed that his eyes were not friendly, and soon realized that something was wrong, and immediately raised his eyebrows, reached out and slapped him lightly. If it was an enemy, Nineteen would have drawn his saber to face each other in the morning; the difference between one cut and one leaf already implied that Nineteen had no hostility towards Luo Zhongxia. Snapped! Luo Zhongxia covered her face with embarrassment, wondering if she should be called wronged.Nineteen's scowl subsided, his expression suddenly twisted, his eyes looked to the side, and he said "thank you" in a low voice. "Huh?" Luo Zhongxia was taken aback, then waved his hands, "It's okay, Ou Zilong is also my enemy, and it's only natural for me to take action." Nineteen shook his head lightly, his voice gradually lowered. "I mean just now...well, when Benzai attacked me, you...uh...saved me." Only then did Luo Zhongxia react.When Monk Biancai just emerged from the Tuibi mound, black air rushed towards Shijiu. At that time, he didn't know what medicine he had taken wrongly, so he rushed to hug her away, and escaped the catastrophe. "...uh... I'm not that good at martial arts, maybe it's the finishing touch that drove me to do it." "You mean, it's destiny's instruction?" As soon as the words came out of their mouths, both of them felt very uncomfortable, and they were quite embarrassed with each other, and they didn't know what to say.At this time, Zhuge Yihui and Yan Zheng tied up Ou Zilong and walked over, and the two of them breathed a sigh of relief. Zhuge Yihui praised: "Brother Luo, you are quick-witted. You actually thought of using the Qinglian pen to represent a serious injury, and you have bluffed Ou Zilong." Luo Zhongxia smiled apologetically. In fact, he memorized that line of poetry at first just to pretend to be dead. How could he think that it would come in handy today. "Playing dead is also a part of strength, and that also requires acting skills." Yan Zheng added solemnly. "But I didn't expect that you would agree to my proposal in the end and come to act in such a scene." "If you hadn't saved my life under the dark atmosphere of debate, I would never have agreed." Nineteen said, "I was thinking that being able to not forget to save the enemy in a critical moment is the same as Teacher Fang. It’s too close in spirit. Such a person shouldn’t harm anyone.” "thanks." Zhuge Yihui stretched out his hand, and solemnly shook hands with Luo Zhongxia and Yan Zheng. "We are going to take this traitor back to Shanghai and see how the clan will deal with it. Where are you going to go next?" When Luo Zhongxia heard this, his expression was gloomy.The biggest purpose of his trip was to return the Qinglian pen and return to a normal life.Now the only hope is also shattered. Instead of withdrawing the pen, he was used by others.He was discouraged and had no idea where his future was headed. "Would you like to visit our Zhuge's house?" Luo Zhongxia suddenly raised his head and saw Zhuge Yihui and Shijiu—and Yan Zheng—looking at him expectantly.