"It's the ghost king with back eyes."

When Zhou Yi saw this, he immediately understood.

That night, the ghost who entered Xu Gong's dream was none other than the Back-eyed Ghost King, who is now one of the three ghost governors of the underworld.

But at that time, this quasi-Netherworld Envoy was still working for the one in the Chang'an Palace. He was under control and everyone was his own master. It was not his fault.

The stone held by the ghost king with his back eyes, in Xu Gong's memory, exuded three kinds of brilliance, must be the most precious treasure of the underworld - the stone of three lives.

You must know that Xu Wentai was a high-ranking official and a Chinese scholar.

It is not only protected by the aura of Ziwei, but also blessed by the luck of the world's intellectuals. It is difficult for demons to invade and ghosts and gods cannot invade.

As a result, he could only sacrifice the Three Life Stones, quietly fall asleep, and then let the old ghost with back eyes cast the light of the Yin Spirit's Ten Thousand Calamities to weaken his physical body's energy and blood.

Even so, only when Xu Gong is far away from Chang'an in the capital, where Ziwei's Qi is relatively weak, can the "spell" against him gradually take effect.

"The old chamberlain who was the master of the Back-Eyed Ghost King at that time...is that the demon hidden deep in the palace?"

Zhou Yi's eyes flickered: "Your claws are really stretched out long enough. What exactly do you want to do?"

The small black characters flying in Xu Gong's soul continued to tell.

Since Mr. Xu fell ill, the convoys returning home have slowed down, and people have been sent to nearby counties to ask famous doctors for treatment.

However, several famous doctors and doctors from hundreds of miles around were invited one after another, but they were all helpless. The seemingly simple disease could not be cured.

Until one night, far outside the county, a strong wind suddenly rose, and the sound of thunder could be heard all the time.

A servant saw a white light and flew into the place where Duke Xu was staying. After hearing the news, all the guards came and searched everywhere, but found nothing.

However, in the next few days, Xu Gong's condition gradually improved, his appetite also increased, and he talked and laughed with everyone.

Only the tumor on his back grew bigger and bigger.

And every time it rains, there will always be a sound like a shakuhachi panpipe from inside the tumor.

At the same time, rumors of immortal visits gradually began to spread in nearby counties and even villages. It was said that some immortals were going from house to house looking for something.

Some of the stewards of the Xu Mansion had lived in the capital for a long time and were well-informed. They knew that the so-called immortals were masters of magic, and what their master hated all his life was the magicians, so they never let those magicians near the place where Duke Xu stayed.

Those sorcerers also respected the name of Xu Gong Tian Wenzong and never came to disturb him from the beginning to the end.

In the end, the warlocks found nothing and returned empty-handed.

Xu Gong stayed there for a while longer, and then he started on the road again until the masters of martial arts had completely left.

It was after that that Duke Xu met the monk Yichen, also known as Zhou Yi, who was lying in the wilderness, and forcibly brought Zhou Yi back to the Xu Mansion.

Then, regardless of the dissuasion of his son Xu Zhiling, Xu Gong took a master guard who had been following him for many years and insisted on leaving the old house, claiming to be visiting a friend.

But in fact, Xu Gong has been away from home for many years and has lived in Chang'an City for a long time. Where did he get his Lingnan friends?

But along the way, he met a "new friend" who shared the same illness and depended on each other for life.

It was this new friend who, after recovering from his injury, immediately said to Xu Wentai: "Mr. Xu, it's time for you to leave. According to what you and I agreed, we can only go to Lingnan to harvest this battle and pacify Lingnan.

Only by bringing good luck to all people can you defeat the demon in the palace who bewitches the king and controls the government."

…

"Well done, Mr. Pingjiang."

Zhou Yi's eyes flashed with complexity and he murmured in a low voice.

This white-haired water ape, Mr. Pingjiang, did not lie to himself.

It just feels like everything is back to the beginning.

In Zhou Yi's mind, he couldn't help but recall the small black words he saw at the Xu Mansion dinner party——

'Sometimes an expert pulled out the sword left by the Earth Immortal and penetrated the demon's spine. The demon was seriously injured and escaped far away. However, he was chased by the martial arts sect along the way. He fled to Jiannan Road and Guangyuan County and disappeared...'

"The reason why you were able to hide is because you accidentally hid in the big tumor on Xu Gong's back, and just escaped the pursuit of the Shu Dao sect. Afterwards, while recuperating, you cured Xu Gong's illness.

, broke the curse of the devil in Chang'an City."

…

Rumble!

In the sky above Lingnan, there were lightning and thunder, and the wind and clouds were changing.

Time passed quickly, and three days passed in the blink of an eye. There was only one last day left before the battle between Pingjiang Jun and Ao Nitian ended.

Due to Pingjiang Jun's brief absence of concentration on the third day, Ao Nitian seized the opportunity and overtook him in an all-round way, and his advantage continued to expand.

Lord Pingjiang seemed unwilling to give up and went all out, shouting to the sky, swallowing the sun and the moon, and even vomiting blood and semen.

Ao Nitian was not taking it easy and tried his best to protect his lead. The distance between the two did not narrow or widen.

On the other side, Zhou Yi opened his eyes and breathed out gently.

The air is like golden light and like a purple pillar.

In these three days, he has completely refined that wisp of purple energy.

He finally understood Pingjiang Lord's purpose in this game. The outcome was not the key. The key was to use the dragon clan's hands to change the trend of the mountains and rivers, turn the land into fields, and pacify Lingnan, in order to gain merit and luck.

"But can this really work? Aren't you afraid that in the end, the bamboo basket will be empty?"
Chapter completed!