On the way back to Jiluo Mountain, Jiang Nanjun seemed to be closing his eyes and recuperating. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 Info Ling Xuanluo didn't bother him, and only focused on Zhuxing.

Two things suddenly occurred to him.

The first thing was that on the eve of the South Wind attacking the Divine Realm, when everyone gathered on the Cuckoo Hall and was at a loss for how to kill the Steel Soul Soldiers, Zhu Xing repeated three words while stirring with the tea residues: "There is a way." In retrospect, could it be that he meant that there was a way to deal with the ghost soldiers?

Ling Xuanluo didn't care about it at the time, until later in the Valley of Camellias, Sonya told him that with red rice soaked in the blood of the peacock god, he could repel the ghost soldiers.

The second incident happened in the old bamboo building of Zalai. The baby elephant decoration that Erjiang pointed to before his death was held in Zhuxing's hand and the name of the elephant was pronounced.

At that time, the scene was chaotic, and Ling Xuanluo had to convince himself that his uncle's actions were just a coincidence, but he didn't expect that Long Xiang, whose real name was Nangong Xiang, later admitted in person that he was indeed the real murderer of those two.

These two things were enough to make Ling Xuanluo suspicious, and the words that Lan Cangshen put down when he left, as well as the eyes with deep meaning when he looked at Zhuxing, all hinted that he had had an unusual experience.

When all the suspicions are strung together, how can I still turn a blind eye to his strange behavior?

The question that has been pondered for a long time is now in front of us: where has Zhuxing gone since he disappeared in the last battle in Netherworld?

The more he thought about it, the more he couldn't bear it, and he was no longer cautious, but pulled Zhu Xing's shoulder, shook him vigorously and roared: "Uncle Shi, you are neither crazy nor stupid at all, you are pretending to be crazy and stupid, aren't you? You look at me, and you answer me whether it is or not!"

Zhu Xing was stupidly looking around and admiring, but when he was suddenly treated violently like this, his face turned green with fright, and he wanted to bury his face in the clouds again, but Ling Xuanluo resolutely refused, and the two of them twisted together, seeing that they were about to fall from the clouds.

Jiang Nanjun was awakened by the noise, and as soon as he opened his eyes, he saw that Ling Xuanluo was crazy, desperately shaking his uncle. He didn't know why this dispute arose, and he didn't care to continue thinking about his thoughts, so he hurriedly went to separate the two of them.

"Xuanluo, calm down, what is going on?How can you treat Xingzhu Immortal like this?" Ling Xuanluo was young and vigorous, he knew it, but it was rare to see him so excited.

Zhuxing was like a frightened bird, looking at the whole cloud, only Jiang Nanjun could rely on, so he took refuge behind him, and cried aggrievedly.

"Brother, you believe me, Uncle Shi hasn't become stupid, he's pretending to be stupid! I want to ask why he did this!" Ling Xuanluo was still emotional, and he still grabbed him behind his back and forced Zhu Xing to answer.

It turned out that he was attacking Zhu Xing because of this, Jiang Nanjun understood, but he was even more puzzled, and asked in surprise: "Why do you think so?"

So Ling Xuanluo explained all the doubts he observed to Jiang Nanjun everywhere.

After Jiang Nanjun listened, he was not in a hurry to express his opinion, but first turned to look at Zhuxing, and saw that his eyes were scattered, his face was full of tears, and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes seemed to have deepened a little, so he couldn't bear it, so he patted the back of his hand and coaxed him softly, "Silly beard doesn't cry, I'm here, don't be afraid." Xuanluo is just in a bad mood, don't blame him, I'll make him apologize to you later!"

His Wu Nong's soft language was soft and beautiful, and his attitude was also amiable, Zhu Xing had just been treated roughly, and in a blink of an eye, he got such comfort, his frightened expression quickly receded, pointed at Ling Xuanluo, and muttered twice: "He is a bad person! Silly beard should never play with him again!" He leaned on Jiang Nanjun's shoulder, quickly forgot about the turmoil just now, and fell asleep. (To be continued.) )