As soon as he finished speaking, a burst of white smoke suddenly rose from behind the desk, and a hazy figure gradually took shape.
He Jianfei hurriedly tugged at Old Man Li's clothes: "Have you come out yet?" But Old Man Li was shocked all over.
That upright figure, the flying hair, the sharp outline, everything is as familiar as yesterday.
Old Uncle Li's eyes were wet. His left leg was trembling and he took a small step. He couldn't help shouting: "Aqiang!" A soft voice sounded: "Who is it? Who called me out of the thousand-year prison?" Come up?" This was in huge contrast to Aqiang's resolute voice in the past, and Old Man Li finally realized that the insubstantial Aqiang in front of him was no longer the brother who controlled the overall situation of the campus alongside him.
Old Man Li felt sad, lowered his head and stopped talking. Seeing that Old Man Li was hesitant to speak, He Jianfei had to make an excuse and said, "It's me. Are you the real Aqiang?"
"The real Aqiang?" There was a hint of confusion in the voice, and at the same time, the figure's face slowly became clearer.
At this time, even He Jianfei was surprised. He was exactly the same as the huge photo hanging in the school history room, but there was no decisiveness or domineering in his eyes, replaced by a gentle and gentle doubt.
Zhen Aqiang stood there, his whole body filled with a strong and elegant scholarly spirit. At first glance, he looked like the kind of handsome boy puppet displayed in the window.
Is it really this person who looks extremely weak who planned the meticulous plan to overthrow the powerful ghost?
Just as he was thinking about it, Zhen Aqiang said: "Zhen Aqiang? Ah, I know, I know why you came to me." There was a thick layer of sadness in his words.
He Jianfei also felt embarrassed for a moment, picked up a paper stool, burned it and said, "Now that you understand, senior, please sit down and talk." Zhen Aqiang nodded, sat upright on the chair, and said, "It's that fierce ghost Did they ask you to come here? Let him stay in the ruined temple and bear the consequences for his past evil deeds." He Jianfei said: "No. He has been imprisoned in the Wutai Mountain Demon Spirit Pagoda forever. We are here to find seniors. In fact, It's about Senior Donglu."
"Donglu?" Zhen Aqiang's body trembled slightly: "She...what happened to her?" He Jianfei briefly described the origin and development of the Wrongful Ghost Road.
The real Aqiang sighed softly, closed his eyes and said, "I'm sorry, it's all my uselessness, it's all my uselessness." He Jianfei was surprised, but he didn't dare to ask, for fear that the real Aqiang would get angry. All clues were lost.
After a long time, Zhen Aqiang seemed to have made up his mind and opened his eyes and said: "Okay, I can tell you. But before that, don't you want to know why I still can't be reincarnated to this day, and I am even strictly controlled by the underworld? "He Jianfei nodded hurriedly and said: "Yes, yes, I almost forgot. What did the senior commit?" Zhen Aqiang said: "Since you are a member of the magic world, have you ever heard of the 'Twenty-Three Boys Formation'? 'This formation?"
"Twenty-three boys' formation?" He Jianfei carefully recalled the formation he remembered, and answered affirmatively after a while: "No. Twenty-three does not have any special significance in Buddhism, so it is not usually used in formations." Really. Aqiang smiled slightly: "Sure enough, at that time he said that this formation had been locked up as early as the era of Buddhist and Taoist gods, so that this secret could never be leaked. I didn't quite believe it. I didn't expect it to be known as a magic spell. There are no relevant records about Mount Wutai of the First Family?" Him?
who is he? He Jianfei was about to ask, but Zhen Aqiang waved his hand to stop him from interrupting, and continued to explain: "It is said that the Twenty-Three Boys Formation is an evil formation passed down from ancient times. It uses the blood of twenty-three people." As an introduction, it stimulates the center of the formation to condense mana, and finally concentrates these rays on one point, which can create hundreds of times the destructive power of ordinary formations. Legend has it that a long time ago, a god fell in love with a mortal woman. She created this formation and finally broke the seal of the heaven, but in the end angered the gods and Buddhas in the sky, who worked together to imprison him in the water prison of the ghost world, so that he could never meet his beloved. According to this legend, Anyone who uses this formation will be detained in a prison in the ghost world and endure endless suffering. They will not be reincarnated until a thousand years later. If you tell outsiders the truth about how you used this formation, you will lose the qualification to reincarnate and become a ghost forever. Realm." As soon as he finished speaking, He Jianfei was already shocked: "What?!"
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