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The atmosphere became more gloomy.

It started to snow, and the thin snowflakes were falling down one after another, and the pieces were crystal clear like jade.

Murong Yong looked at Gu Yanfei without blinking, a storm seemed to be brewing in his dark eyes, and the stench of corpses at the tip of his nose seemed to be stronger.

Even the servants of the Murong family behind him subconsciously moved closer to Murong Yong and sniffed, with complicated expressions.

They all thought of going in the same direction with trepidation: that is to say, Miss Gu Er was telling the truth, the old lady was really dead! !

The timid servant was so frightened that his legs trembled and his hair stood on end, remembering that his family had served the old lady recently.

In less than a cup of tea, Master Shangqing's complexion has changed several times because of Gu Yanfei's words, and his eyes are so complicated that it is difficult to describe.

He could no longer maintain that fairy-like look, and his face sank.

He took two steps closer to Gu Yanfei, and asked each word, "Who the hell are you?"

At this moment, Master Shangqing's voice is no longer the usual feeling of no happiness, no sorrow, no desire and no pursuit, but a trace of vigor, and a trace of unhappiness of being ruined by others.

Ming people don't speak in secret, but Shangqing Daoist's speaking to this extent means that he has no intention of covering up anything.

Master Shangqing thought about it for a while, then he wanted to understand more things, and asked bluntly, "Did you tear that talisman on the window?"

Murong Hao and his wife insisted that the talisman was blown away by the wind, Master Shangqing didn't believe it at the time, but was just too lazy to entangle with this issue.

The talisman he pasted on the window cannot be removed by anyone, only those who are related to Mrs. Murong's blood, or ascetics like him.

At that time, Master Shangqing guessed that Murong Hao or others might have wavered and wanted to give up, but in the end they were still reluctant to give up their future, so they only moved one talisman.

People's hearts are changeable, and the real person of Shangqing has long been familiar with such things, so he didn't pay much attention to them.

He never expected that such a person was hidden in Dingyuanhou's Mansion.

Master Shangqing sized Gu Yanfei up and down, with a bit of scrutiny, a bit of probing, and a bit of speculation.

Seeing that Master Shangqing did not directly deny Gu Yanfei's words, Murong Yong's heart seemed to be missing a big hole, and the cold wind howled and poured in.

For him, "Chongxi" is to use happy events to defuse evil spirits, and it is more about celebrating. There is no harm in failure, and success is beneficial to the Murong family.

Is it not?

Could it be that grandma has really...

Murong Yong felt chills all over his body, his heart slowly sank like being soaked in water.

At this moment, he suddenly felt a suffocating darkness, and even the scene of relatives standing in front of his grandmother's bed with their clothes untied and trying the medicine first became extremely ironic.

His father and mother also became unrecognizable...

After all, Murong Yong is no longer a brat. Years of experience in the battlefield made him calmer than his peers. His heart was like a storm, but he adjusted his emotions in the fastest time and managed to maintain his composure.

With a gloomy tone, he asked Shangqing Zhenren, "Is what she said true?"

He stared closely at Master Shangqing, with a serious face and clear words, his eyes gradually became deep and violent, like a blade scraping across his face inch by inch.

Faced with Murong Yong's aggressive questioning, Master Shangqing smiled calmly.

He flicked the fly whisk casually, and returned to his fairy-like appearance. Instead of answering yes or no directly, he said in a calm tone: "The descendants of your family are filial, and your father is not willing to part with your mother's death. I am grateful to them." The filial piety, this is how to help."

"Everyone in the world knows that joy can dispel disasters and evil spirits, and make people who are seriously ill recover..."

Master Shangqing spoke righteously, but Murong Yong's brows were tightly knit together, showing the other party's perfunctory and evasion.

"Hehe..." Gu Yanfei smiled brightly, but there was an undisguised mockery in the smile, interrupting what Shangqing Zhenren said later.

"Chongxi borrowing luck, is this luck lent to Mrs. Murong, or to the Taoist priest?" Gu Yanfei's voice was also tinged with the coldness of the snow, and the slightest bit of coolness penetrated into people's hearts.

Master Shangqing's complexion changed slightly again, and he was surprised and uncertain.

When did such a character appear in the capital!

"Contaminated with the karma of life and death, you still want to enter the Tao?" Gu Yanfei's words were sharp, and he poked directly at the heart of the other party, "You really think too much."

The last word was deliberately protracted, mocking and clever.

Last time, when Shangqing came to the Hou's mansion to treat Mrs. Tai, Gu Yanfei could see that Shangqing was not a fake Taoist priest who was deceived and abducted by others. The aura of the world is too weak, he can draw it into his body.

It's a pity that he is eager for success and has a wicked plan!

"In this life, you will never have a chance to cultivate Taoism again." Gu Yanfei shook his head, his eyes were as clear and light as water, and there was a detachment in his expression that was not stained with mortal smoke and fire.

She was an inch shorter than the real person Shangqing, but at this moment, Shangqing felt inexplicably that the other person seemed to be on a cloud, looking down at him from a high position.

The two are very close, but they seem to be very far away. It seems that there is a door called "Tao" between them. She has entered the Tao, but she is still outside that door.

Daoist Shangqing lost his mind for a moment, as if he was seen through by those clear eyes, his own experience, his own realm, his own secret...

The other party is the sea, and he is just a crystal clear stream, which can be seen at a glance.

Over the years, he has always looked down on others, and others have always worshiped him;

But now, such a teenage girl actually made him feel pressured and had nowhere to hide.

He has devoted himself to cultivating Taoism for decades before he finally achieved some success. He is proficient in the five classics and six armors, and is proficient in fortune-telling and alchemy, but it seems that these are not worth mentioning in front of her!

Master Shangqing's heart tightened, and the chill in his body spread rapidly, binding him tightly like a huge ice net.

His expression changed from shock and doubt to bewilderment, fear, and anxiety... Finally, he managed to hold on, maintaining a precarious shell.

"Nonsense." Master Shangqing forced himself to meet Gu Yanfei's eyes, and said in a cold tone.

Even though he felt a little uneasy in his heart, he still didn't believe it, didn't want to believe it, and didn't dare to believe it.

Little snowflakes floated on his black hair without a single silver hair, as if adding a few silver threads to him, adding a bit of old feeling.

As for Gu Yanfei's head, Gu Yuan had already graciously propped up a tung oil umbrella for her, shielding her from the wind, snow and snow outside.

Gu Yanfei rubbed his chin, looked at Master Shangqing with his small face tilted, and said slowly and firmly, "Have you made no progress in recent years?"

Cracks appeared in Shangqing Zhenren's mask called "Xianfeng Daogu" again, and the expression of shock was written on his face nakedly, and the shock immediately turned into fear.

The other party said the one thing he was most afraid of!

For a moment, Master Shangqing felt as if he had returned to the time when he was young and looked up at Master from the Infinity View.

She is not in the same realm as him at all.

Gu Yanfei laughed with a "puchi", the laughter was like a silver bell, like a spring breeze, the smile was sly, smart and lazy.

She spat out three words in a faint voice: "You, you deserve it!"

A gust of cold wind blew past, and the fine snow in the air was blown away, splashing head-on on Shangqing's face, as if a bucket of ice water had been poured on him.

"Presumptuous!" The face of Shangqing Daoist was flushed red, and there were blue veins on his forehead, which made his face a bit hideous and huge, different from his usual detached appearance.

The rising anger in the body exploded at this moment.

He raised the whisk in his hand in anger and threw it towards Gu Yanfei's face, and the long silver thread drew an arc like a shooting star.

"brush!"

The silver dagger was pulled out from its sheath, and a cold silver light flashed, as fast as lightning.

In the next moment, the countless silver threads on the whisk were cut off by the blade of the iron-cut sword.

But I saw that the silver threads were blown away by the cold wind in an instant, and flew all over the sky together with the white and crystal clear snow in the midair. Some were blown to the branches of cypress trees, some floated to the top of the wall, and some fell to the ground. Some are blown farther and farther...

This scene is as beautiful as a dream.

As for the whisk in Master Shangqing's hand, only the slender black iron handle remained, which was bare.

He stood there dumbfounded, his eyes were almost protruding, and his face was blue, white, and purple at times.

There was a moment of silence all around, and the wind was even louder.

"That's too late!"

Gu Yanfei lightly flicked the short sword in his hand, the sword body hummed, and a silver thread hanging on the sword body also fell down.

She leisurely dragged out a long and meaningful ending sound, which made Shangqing's heart tremble.

Pounding!

Master Shangqing's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and he had a bad premonition in his heart.

It's too late, what is it that's too late?

"You... what do you mean?" The Master Shangqing stared at Gu Yanfei with his eyes almost wide open, and his tone was sharp and hasty.

Gu Yanfei said calmly: "Forcing the dead to stay in the world is against the law of heaven."

Although, the way of heaven in this small world is not very pleasing!

With a chic flick of her hand, she took a beautiful sword flower in her hand, and neatly retracted the dagger into its sheath.

The cloak fell down, covering the scabbard tightly, and turned into the usual casual look again, which made the sharp edge of the sword disappear.

Facing the cloudy eyes of Master Shangqing, Gu Yanfei added another sentence: "The dead should go to the place of the dead."

Ashes to dust, dust to dust.

Her voice was neither soft nor heavy, reaching everyone's ears.

Murong Yong's heart beat violently twice, his eyes became darker and darker, unable to conceal the sinister aura in them.

Grandma can't die.

He looked at Gu Yunzhen who was standing beside Gu Yanfei with his eyes as dark as night, and subconsciously took two steps towards her.