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"Xu Jun came to Chang'an. Did she come here specifically to find herself? Or, for other reasons..."

For a moment, Chen Sanlang was a little confused.

But in such a huge city, with a million entrance, she wanted to find someone, and they were looking for a needle in a haystack. They encountered each other accidentally, and the chances of waiting were even more slim... No, since she knew that she had entered the inner city for an exam, she would definitely stay nearby and wait.

This is the biggest possibility.

Thinking of this, Chen Sanlang decided to go to various inns nearby to find out the news.

This area is close to the inner city and is quite prosperous, with inns, large and small, as many as hundreds of rooms. It is not easy to ask one by one.

During the process of asking, another world scene emerged in Chen Sanlang's mind: a bustling city with a huge population, but everyone has something in his hands. You can contact others by pressing it a few times. How simple and easy?

In terms of its function, things can definitely be called magic weapon-level treasures.

"Why……"

Put aside these unrealistic thoughts, walk into the first inn, and ask the shopkeeper.

...

In the courtyard, the pavilion in the formation, Taoist Zhengyang sat still, like a piece of wood. Suddenly, he opened his eyes and a strange look flashed across his eyes.

"I feel something is wrong..."

He murmured. He closed his eyes and pondered, trying to find out the root of anxiety.

It took him half an hour to take the exam. He opened his eyes again, but the confusion in his eyes became deeper. It seemed that two fogs were condensed and could not be stirred up.

After counting my fingers, the exam was over the day before yesterday. Although the results were released in March and I knew the results, there should be fluctuations and changes in my personal fortune, which is in line with the rules.

The problem is that Taoist Zhengyang used his magic just now and wanted to feel the condition of the target as usual. However, he suddenly found that the bond that was maintained in the dark became more and more blurred. It was so blurred, like smoke and fog, that it seemed to interrupt and dissipate at any time.

When he realized this situation, the Taoist priest couldn't help but stir up storm, surprised, confused, and uneasy. It was like a pig raised by his own hands, which was fattening. But suddenly the pig jumped up and was about to jump out of the pen and escape...

What exactly happened?

Over the years, Taoist Master Zhengyang planted three seeds in succession and raised three pigs. Although Chen Sanlang's head was a halfway circle and had a deep foundation, with Chen Sanlang's own life and fortune, once he was hit by a secret method, it would be like wearing a shackle and locks, and it would be difficult to fly with his wings. He could only gain weight and be able to slaughter the life.

So, what is the problem with this situation now?

The Taoist suddenly couldn't help but feel angry. He punched the ground, and the stone slabs were like cracks like cracks, spider-web-like cracks:

"Want to escape? Where is such a cheap thing in the world!"

In order to help Chen Sanlang get fatter as soon as possible, he racked his mind and poured a lot of effort. The young master Yuan Geshu also paid a lot. Otherwise, how could Chen Sanlang grow up so smoothly? He might not have been able to leave Yangzhou at the provincial examination.

It seems that he is almost raised and can draw the knife. The pig actually wants to escape. How can Taoist Master Zhengyang not be angry?

He stood up suddenly, picked up the peach wood sword on the stone table with one hand, stepped on the Qikui Step, and muttered something. After a long obscure and difficult talisman, he opened his eyes wide and shouted loudly. His wrists trembled, and the peach wood sword circled around the puppet on the stone table with a finger pointing.

This peach wood sword is originally thick and simple, with a restrained color, but now, with every wave of the Taoist priest, a brilliance appears throughout the body. One of the runes, the strokes are curved and graceful, and it looks very mysterious.

A rune is like containing a mystery.

"disease!"

The sword suddenly burst out with a light, and sparks dotted, covering the puppet.

"There is no false under the sword, and the thunder punishment will be true!"

...

"Shopkeeper, has there ever been a girl in your store, who is sixteen or seventeen years old, tall, and so good that she looks like this on my shoulders..."

This is the 18th inn that Chen Sanlang asked about. He talked too much along the way and his mouth was dry. He was about to ask about this room, so he had to drink a bowl of tea to moisten his throat.

Boom!

The sky exploded suddenly and thunderously.

Buzz!

Chen Sanlang felt the thunder sound in his ears, which made him stagger and almost fell to the ground.

"Oh, please be careful, this young man!"

The inn shopkeeper hurriedly ran over to support him.

Buzzing...

In just a moment, Chen Sanlang was shocked by the thunder and his ears were temporarily deaf. He only saw the other party opening his mouth, but he couldn't hear what he was saying.

The thunder sound was as if it had substance, and the water flowed into his two ears, and it was about to drill into his mind, shaking away his soul and mind.

The world in my mind was immediately affected and became unstable. I was dizzy and dizzy, and the sky was spinning. The person was unable to stand steadily. Fortunately, he was supported by the shopkeeper, otherwise he would fall to the ground.

Chen Sanlang suddenly understood that this was not an ordinary spring thunder, but an attack from others.

Magic, only magic can cause such damage!

Swish!

At the critical moment, a volume of ancient books flashed into the world of my mind, the pages unfolded, making a clamor, and every page seemed like a flag, fluttering in the wind, with a solemn momentum.

On the pages, the characters shine brightly and shroud the light. Wherever they go, the wind is calm and the waves are not there.

Bang!

Like the crisp sound of glass breaking, the fierce thunder turned into nothing, and the whole world suddenly returned to clear lightning, and the sound could be heard clearly again:

"I said where are you scholars from? Don't fall down in my store. What's the point of being a big deal? I'm going to cause a lawsuit for no reason. Aren't you harming people?"

The shopkeeper was full of anxiety and shouted bad luck.

Chen Sanlang slowly stood up and smiled and said, "I'm fine..."

Take out a string of money from your arms and put it on the table: "Thank you!"

As he said that, he slowly walked out.

The shopkeeper was confused and couldn't figure out the situation at all, but the other party was fine and left a bunch of money. He didn't bother to pay attention to it. He took the money away and muttered, "Is this scholar sick?"

He saw Chen Sanlang's face pale and even red blood seeping out of his ears. The situation was not very good.

It was precisely because it was not very good that the shopkeeper hoped that he would leave quickly to avoid causing a life lawsuit. If Chen Sanlang fell down in his store, he would be really hard to explain.

...

puff!

Taoist Master Zhengyang squirted out a bright red mouth, and the peach wood sword in his hand made a sour sound. The sword tip actually cracked, and the runes were shattered and destroyed one by one.

"How is that possible?"
Chapter completed!