host country

Yu Xian pushed Zuoqiu Junyi away, and asked with a puzzled expression, "Where is this?"

The land in front of me was empty, not to mention any scenery on the dry land, not even a half of wild flowers and weeds.

The sky is a monotonous blue, with a single sun hanging in the sky, and there are no clouds at all.

A desolate town stands alone in the distance.

Only occasionally, people can be seen indistinctly.

Zuoqiu Junyi was too lazy to talk to Yu Xian.

Yu Xian had some guesses, and looked at the old man Zuoqiu with a little surprise, "The magic weapon is so small, it's rubbish."

Zuoqiu Junyi was a little complacent when he heard the first half of Yu Xian's sentence, but then he lowered his face and gave Yu Xian a hard look.

"What nonsense, this is in the old man's book!"

Yu Xian was startled.

Can the old man Zuoqiu's book still have its own space?Isn't this the same as the painting in the hands of Xian Zishi, the second generation disciple of Momen?

It's just that the past moment is sealed in the silk of Xianzishi, not only everything comes alive and can evolve with cause and effect, but also hides the scourge of Banlan.

Zuoqiu Junyi's place here is extremely monotonous.

Yu Xian sighed sincerely, "The structure of your book is really simple."

The old man Zuoqiu's complexion became even worse.

He said impatiently, "Nonsense, it's just such a booklet, of course you have to distinguish between the primary and the secondary, the old man wants to organize it well, you pay for the extra words?"

After finishing speaking, the old man Zuoqiu felt a little rejoiced.

"You're lucky, the old man finally included you, otherwise, we wouldn't be able to escape this time."

Yu Xian thought about it for a while, and felt stunned, "No way, it's that little yellow book?"

Zuoqiu Junyi snorted a few times, but before he could answer, he saw that the space suddenly shrank a lot as if it had been severely injured.

Zuoqiu Junyi panicked, then forcibly calmed down.

Yu Xian asked vigilantly, "What's going on?"

Zuoqiu Junyi didn't have time to talk to Yu Xian, and looked around nervously for a while, seeing that there were not too many changes, he was slightly relieved, and murmured, "I don't know if those two bald donkeys did it casually, or if they were caught by someone else." What did you find?"

Yu Xian looked left and right, feeling a little uneasy.

Quickly asked, "Old Zuoqiu, what the hell are you doing?"

"What the hell am I doing?" Zuoqiu Junyi was furious when he heard the words, "You know, you almost killed the old man this time!"

Yu Xian suddenly lost his temper.

He also felt that the matter of letting Zuoqiu Junyi take the blame just now was indeed a bit unreasonable.

Immediately said embarrassingly, "Isn't it all right?"

"Is it okay?!" Zuoqiu Junyi raised his voice with a sneer, "To tell you the truth, we can't say whether we are dead or alive."

"Huh?" Yu Xian frowned, "How do you say that?"

"This is the world in books." Zuoqiu Junyi replied resentfully, "If I hadn't cultivated the novelist's ability to 'immerse yourself in the scene', I wouldn't be able to bring you in. But the bodies of my books are still outside. To be honest, it is the few books that have been sold these days. If the bodies of these books are all destroyed, let alone leave a whole body, there will be no soul left, and there will be no chance of reincarnation."

After hearing this, Yu Xian realized how troublesome it was.

If it is really lost in the world of books, wouldn't it be the same as being beautiful? !

Beautiful is exiled to the past moment, becoming a memory in this world.

Now that she wants to reappear in the world, she even has to painstakingly collect the soul body, bone body and flesh body, and has gone through all kinds of difficulties.

It is so difficult for a big monster like Ban Lan, if such a thing happens to Yu Xian, he will be dead.

Besides, those broken books cannot be preserved for a long time like the gourd of fame and fame.

Just as Yu Xian was thinking, he saw flames burning in the sky.

This space seemed to be wrapped in fire, and a piece of it was burnt abruptly.

Zuoqiu Junyi was surprised and angry, "No, I was really discovered."

Yu Xian was also a little flustered, "What should I do?"

……

In the chaotic camp outside Luoyang City, some monks with solemn faces lit torches and surrounded the people's camps.

Under the light of the fire, several tigers ran back and forth outside the encirclement, roaring, deterring those who wanted to leave secretly.

The people didn't know what happened, and they lined up to be interrogated by the eminent monk one by one in fear.

Some of the people who were interrogated by the eminent monks left smoothly, while others were taken away by the monks next to them, frantically rummaging through their belongings.

That middle-aged rich man Chen Tong had offended those monks during the day, and felt a little uneasy.

When it was his turn, he heard an old Hu monk sitting in front of him say in a slightly weird Chinese dialect, "Don't worry, benefactor, the poor monk and brother have something to ask you."

Chen Tong said cautiously, "If I know about it, I will naturally know everything, but I just don't know what it is?"

An Shigao smiled stiffly, and asked, "In the past few days, I wonder if the benefactor has ever bought a book from this person."

As he spoke, An Shi shook his hand and showed a portrait.

There are only a few strokes on it, depicting Zuoqiu Junyi's appearance.

Chen Tong took a look, then shook his head quickly, "I have never seen this person before."

Zhilou Jiazhen heard the words and said, "Maybe it wasn't in the hands of this person, and I don't know. Junior brother, please remind him."

When An Shigao heard the words, his eyes fell on Chen Tong.

Recalling the few words and phrases she had read before the book was shattered, she said, "The woman's clothes are messy, she is kneeling on the ground, with bright eyes, she peeped at her charmingly..."

Hearing this, Chen Tong was as if struck by lightning.

What is this ghost?

Seeing Chen Tong's eyes widened, he was dumbfounded.

The two old monks looked at each other, skipped a few pages and changed a paragraph.

An Shigao said, "At this moment he hesitated to speak, his face was blushing, but he refused to beg for mercy first..."

An Shigao said another paragraph, Zhilou Jiachen narrowed his eyes slightly to look at Chen Tong, and shook his head slightly.

An Shigao said with a little apology, "I disturbed the benefactor."

As he spoke, he motioned to the fat monk beside him to see off the guests.

Chen Tong was stunned, and he didn't dare to think about what he had just experienced.

These two highly respected Buddhist monks actually read two paragraphs of spring scriptures to themselves just now.

What is this for?

Seeing another person brought over, Chen Tong couldn't help but slow down.

I wanted to satisfy my curiosity, but unfortunately the monk next to me urged me so hard that I could only walk towards the layman.

Taking the time to look back, he saw that the man was shaking his head in denial with a red face.

An Shigao asked very urgently, Zhilou Jiazhen's eyes were fixed on him tightly.

After a while, Zhilou Jiachen nodded, and immediately a monk stepped forward like a wolf, searched the man, and took out a small book.

An Shigao took the book in his hand and glanced at it, gestured to Zhilou Jiazhen, and threw it into the fire beside him.

When Chen Tong was far away, at this moment, as many as three copies were found.

An Shigao casually threw those booklets into the flames, and looked at the next person indifferently.