Zhou Laofang appeared at the Jingpo Pavilion. With wooden expression he sat down dejectedly on a stone bench inside the pavilion, fixing his gaze on the gleaming reflection of the rippling big lake under the moonlight.

Kou Zhong whispered in Xu Ziling’s ear, “This guy really knows how to play god and pretend to be a ghost.”

The alarm suddenly went off in the two boys’ heart, they looked back.

Shi Feixuan came under the tree, and then silently, as if she was treading on a cloud, she floated up the branch and sat cross-legged by Xu Ziling’s side. Her fragrant shoulder was less than a cun away from touching Xu Ziling’s upper arm.

This was the first time that Xu Ziling was in such a close proximity to Shi Feixuan; an unbounded tenderness welled up in his heart.

Watching Zhou Laofang’s back attentively, she spoke gently, “How come his expression is so strange?”

Exhaling slowly, Xu Ziling said, “He had just killed his own twin brother, probably why his demeanor is very unusual.”

“What?” Shi Feixuan blurted, her voice trembled lightly.

Xu Ziling turned his head to look at her. Entering his eyes was her silhouette, spirited, pretty, and elegant beyond compare; her beautiful fair half covering her small, sparkling and translucent, and spotlessly white – ear. She even emitted healthy fragrance. Momentarily he felt as if he suddenly entered the fairyland. Naturally he leaned over and explained everything briefly in her ear in soft voice.

Shi Feixuan’s pretty eyebrows were knitted lightly; it seemed like she was a bit uncomfortable of such close contact, yet she did not show any reaction to pull back.

On the other side, Kou Zhong spoke in astonishment, “Isn’t Feixuan going to go down to see him? It would be very interesting to hear what treacherous scheme he is playing.”

Xu Ziling was sandwiched between Kou Zhong and Shi Feixuan; to his left was Kou Zhong’s voice, to his right was Shi Feixuan’s fresh and clean, and brimming with vitality fragrant breath. A fantastic feeling grew in his heart, thinking that it was only after experiencing many things together that the three of them could perch together on a tree branch like this, ready to fight side by side.

His exchanges with Shi Feixuan were by no means smooth sailing. At the beginning they even stood on the-two-cannot-exist-together opposite sides. The most amazing thing was that until this moment the situation has not changed.

The Jade Annulus of He Clan was the prologue of their first encounter, and then the matter grew to be so complicated that even he felt that it was difficult to tell. In short, just like the real situation right now, he, Xu Ziling, has always been sandwiched between the two; it has always been difficult for him to conduct himself left and right.

One was his brother.

The other was the fairy setting foot on the mundane world worthy of his admiration and respect.

My Niang!

This account was definitely very difficult to settle.

Shi Feixuan finally spoke. “This is the real Zhou Laotan,” she said softly.

Severely shaken, Kou Zhong said, “Then the dead one is Zhou Laofang? That’s impossible; when Ling Shao saw him, how come you did not seem to react the slightest bit?”

Xu Ziling’s pair of eyes lit up with refined light, he fixed his gaze on sitting-expressionless-inside-the-pavilion Zhou Laotan’s back. Smiling, he said, “How could Feixuan be wrong? The things that we, mortals cannot see, naturally cannot be hidden from her.”

Stunned, Kou Zhong said, “This is the first time I hear you call a girl by name. The feeling is very weird.”

Pretending to be annoyed, Shi Feixuan spoke with a slight displeasure in her voice, “I want to warn you, two brothers, please restrain your mouth a bit more.”

Kou Zhong protested, “I want to come to the aid of my good brother who is suffering an injustice, because it is too unfair; how come I can call you Feixuan, while my brother Ling Shao cannot?”

They were all using their qigong to condense their voice and focus it into a thread, hence they were not worried that Zhou Laotan would hear them.

Shi Feixuan’s pretty eyebrows lightly knitted, she glowered at him in displeasure, which nearly made him turn over and fall to the ground. “I wasn’t talking about that,” she said, “But the vile way he called himself a mortal. Got it? Kou Daxia [great hero] who’s coming to the aid of someone suffering an injustice?”

This was the first opportunity Kou Zhong had to chat with Shi Feixuan in such a friendly manner; he knew perfectly well that this fairy was broad-minded, knew how to distinguish right from wrong, and would never really blame him for his unruly remarks. Immediately he felt his soul was melting; he really wanted to enjoy her feminine charm one step further, so quietly he patted Xu Ziling’s shoulder and spoke cheerfully, “You can enjoy equal privilege as mine later!”

Shi Feixuan spoke indifferently, “I am going down to talk to him.”

Kou Zhong pretended that his heart turned cold, “Could it be that this is Zhou Laotan’s ghost?” he said, “Because he died without closing his eyes, hence he came here to seek us to avenge him. Ay! He is indeed an expressionless suffering-faced ghost.”

Shi Feixuan could not help smiling sweetly. With a flawless, extremely touching somersault she flew toward the Jingpo Pavilion.

Zhou Laotan remained absolutely still, he spoke in heavy voice, “Is it Shi Guniang of Jingzhai?”

Hearing his voice, Kou Zhong quietly said, “It is indeed the real Laotan. My Niang! What’s going on here?”

Shi Feixuan landed outside the pavilion; she stood gracefully, and then unhurriedly and calmly she said, “It is indeed Shi Feixuan. Is it possible for Zhou Qianbei to explain why from Laofang you changed back to Laotan?”

Severely shaken, Zhou Laotan turned around; greatly astonished, he said, “Turns out Guniang already saw through that beast was an impersonator.”

Kou Zhong, on the distant tree branch, whispered in Xu Ziling’s ear, “Very disappointing! If he were a real ghost of one who died unjustly, a malicious spirit who cannot find rest, it would be so much more interesting.”

Xu Ziling put his anger in check.

Shi Feixuan spoke calmly, “Qianbei still owe me an explanation.”

The vicious light in Zhou Laotan’s pair of eyes flaring greatly, he hatefully said, “I killed that beast, I personally slaughter that brute. Whatever he did, I, Zhou Laotan would not blame him, but he had the impertinence to seduce his own sister-in-law, I definitely cannot let him get away with it, an abominable

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Listening to that, Xu Ziling and Kou Zhong looked at each other in shock. Listening to the tone of Zhou Laotan’s voice, apparently he and Jin Huanzhen were not Da Ming Zun Jiao’s prisoners anymore.

Obviously Shi Feixuan had similar thought, “Are you trying to fool me from the start?” she asked.

The ominous glint in Zhou Laotan’s eyes turned into a blank expression, he sighed and said, “We had no choice but to cooperate with Sha Fang. They are the only one with enough power to resist Zhu Yuyan. Huanzhen and I are the last two persons of Tian Xie Zong [heavenly demonic school]. Without drawing support from other power, how could we snatch the Sheng Sheli back from Shi Zhixuan’s hands? Only Sheng Sheli can revive the Tian Xie Zong.”

Shi Feixuan did not understand, “Didn’t Da Ming Zun Jiao want to harm you, husband and wife? Why do you still want to cooperate with them?” she asked.

Zhou Laotan fiercely said, “That is entirely Pi Chen playing ghost in the dark. Ay! No matter how hopeless, as long as there is a shred of hope, I, Zhou Laotan, am definitely not willing to let it slip by.”