River Tuluo Xian

Chapter 13
After talking for a few more words, Yan Chixia said goodbye and left.

It can be seen that he likes to be alone and does not like to be in groups.Being able to say these few words with Jiang Ling is all due to some common points of view and resonance.

After he left, Jiang Ling also returned to the room.

Although it was almost midnight at this time, after chatting, my spirit became clearer and I didn't feel sleepy at all.

Looking at the scroll that had returned to the white paper, Jiang Ling picked up the charcoal pen again, and drew a long sword handle on the scroll with thoughts in his heart.

When he finished drawing the long sword, his whole body trembled suddenly, and a feeling of being drained of energy filled the air again.

'It was the same way last time. After finishing the painting, I was so tired.It seems that the price paid for such a painting is to take away most of my energy. '

Fortunately, this volume [Sword] is still finished.

'After recovering energy, it's always good to draw a few more paintings and keep them with you. '

Lie down on the bamboo bed again and call out Nie Qian.

Jiang Ling asked her: "After people die, they are usually taken away by yin messengers and enter reincarnation. Why did you stay in Lanruo Temple?"

"Your Majesty, you don't know, whether it's the underworld or the world, it's hard to escape the control of the powerful. That grandma has an old relationship with the Heishan old demon in the underworld, so with just one word from grandma, you can accept those who died within ten miles of Lanruo Temple." All new souls are slaves.

It enslaves us to do evil, and feeds it with blood. Before it attains enlightenment, it is impossible to let go of any one that can be enslaved. "

"If you do evil like this, can you still gain enlightenment?"

"The little girl doesn't know much about this. But since grandma has been fed with blood food, her abilities have indeed increased greatly. In the area around Lanruo Temple, she can call the wind and call the rain, and the mountain spirit and ghost mandrill have to avoid it."

Jiang Ling nodded, thinking back to the time when he was in the back of the monastery, he encountered ghosts hitting the wall, and there was also a violent storm.From this, it can be seen that the grandma is indeed very powerful.

"What about your family? You told me before that your family was killed by bandits. Are your parents and family members under that grandma?"

Nie Qian lowered her head, hesitated, for a long time, she raised her head, her eyes were red, and she shed tears: "The little girl concealed something earlier, please don't blame me.

The little girl's family was indeed killed, but it was not bandits, but a distant cousin.

On the way to take office with my father, he poisoned my father to death because he was greedy for my mother's beauty.

He wanted to insult my mother afterwards, but my mother refused and was strangled to death by him.

I took the opportunity to run away, but in the end I couldn't run away from him. I was caught by him in Lanruo Temple and I was going to do something about it. Who knew that his hand was too strong, and I lost my breath when he missed it.

Afterwards, he abandoned my body and left. Because I died in Lanruo Temple, I have been enslaved by my grandma to this day. "

After finishing speaking, thinking of her parents and parents, she felt more and more sad.

Although she had concealed it before, the overall experience was not much different.Just changed [cousin] to [bandit].

"Your cousin is really a dog who is not as good as a beast."

Jiang Ling clapped his hands on the bed, and asked her again: "Who is your father, and where is the place where you were going to take office?"

"My father, Nie Cheng'an, was a Jinshi in the seventh year of Jingtai, and was given the post of county magistrate in Linzhou County."

"Linzhou County seems to be right next door," Jiang Ling said.

In the memory of the original owner, he still knows how many neighboring counties there are around Guobei.

To the west is [Tainan County], and to the east is [Linzhou County].

"Linzhou County is indeed not far away. The little girl's beastly cousin is also from Linzhou County."

"From Linzhou County? Do you know your age and name?"

"His surname is also Nie, and he is the same age as my father. By this year, he will be in his forties. His name is Nie Chenggui."

"If these beasts are not dead and go to Linzhou County in the future, I will help you get justice."

For him, this is a piece of cake.

However, in Nie Qian's ears, her delicate body trembled.

He knelt down on the ground, kowtowed, and said with a sob: "If the gentleman can really help the little girl get justice, the little girl is willing to be a slave for the rest of her life and serve the Lord forever."

Jiang Ling smiled: "When I helped you escape from Lanruo Temple, you said that you would be my cow and horse. Now, why is it the same Xie Fa?"

Nie Qian was at a loss for a moment and didn't know how to express it.

In a panic, she bit her red lips lightly, and pulled the ribbon between her skirts, and the blue dress slid down like a waterfall again.

"Xiaoqian doesn't know how to satisfy Mr. Lang. From now on, Mr. Lang is Xiaoqian's master. No matter what the master wants to do to Xiaoqian, Xiaoqian will definitely obey."

While speaking, her pretty face drooped, and embarrassment lingered between her brows.

That delicate body, white jade feet, suddenly revealed, made Jiangling's blood rush.

If it weren't for this body being too weak and weak, I'm afraid I couldn't help but do that kind of thing.

He quickly waved his hand: "Put it on, put it on first, I have a lot of injuries on my body, you are tempting me at this time because you think I don't die fast enough?"

Nie Qian, who was still ashamed at first, suddenly showed her face when she heard this.

So he obeyed him and put on the skirt first.

"Okay, you can go to rest yourself, I will be quiet by myself." Jiang Ling said.

If she was allowed to stay by my side, I'm afraid that the whole night would be uneasy.

Nie Qian left as she said, turned into a gust of cool wind, and was submerged in the gray cloth bag in a blink of an eye.

After she left, it took Jiang Ling a while to calm down his blood.

It is said that young people are young and full of vigor. This is true. Although the body is weak, the vigor is not weak at all. '

I closed my eyes, trying to get sleepy, but after tossing and turning for a few moments, I couldn't fall asleep.

Most likely, it was stimulated by the scene where Nie Qian stripped naked.

In order to divert attention from being influenced by female sex, Jiang Ling suddenly thought of something.

"By the way, since my blood can make things come true, it can turn fiction into reality. Then if I draw a copy of "Qian Kun Yi Qi Gong", I wonder if it can also come true?"

Immediately, he sat up from the bamboo bed, went to the table, and unfolded a blank scroll.

He opened his sleeves and saw that most of the wounds had healed, he sighed slightly, had no choice but to button off the scabs and squeeze out some more blood.

It is painted with dry grass and a quick brush.

The picture grows into a square, and the five characters of "Qian Kun Yi Qi Gong" are written on it.

When the painting was completed, in a blink of an eye, a kind of golden glow immediately condensed on the scroll.

Like a dragon and a snake, the golden glow followed the direction of the handwriting, and after a circle, in an instant, a half-inch-thick classic book really appeared on the scroll.

Lying quietly, the handwriting is gilded.

Jiang Ling's heart skipped a beat, and he was shocked: "Is this okay?"

You must know what he has painted before, or he has touched or seen it.

But Yan Chixia can draw the classics of "Qian Kun Yi Qi Gong" just based on what Yan Chixia said?
'When you look at the content, you will know whether it is true or not. '

He immediately opened the secret book, but when he opened the book, he saw tens of thousands of words floating out of the book, like golden tadpoles, floating up one by one, and burrowing straight into his forehead.

After only a moment, Jiang Ling felt that he could memorize this "Qian Kun Yi Qi Gong" back and forth.

Looking at the secret book in his hand again, there is no word at all, it is like a book without words.

(End of this chapter)