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"The End of the Ninth Life of Hua Jing" movie set: Scene 173, Scene 1 - Sister Chang'e has extraordinary skills.

As soon as the ghost of Ximen official entered the fairyland, he was attracted by this garden-style building. It felt like he had returned to the Ximen Mansion in the past, with the same pavilions, pavilions, meandering water orchid pavilion, red tiles and white walls, watchtowers and jade...

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It's just that this garden-like building is missing the charming figures like Meng Yulou, Pan Jinlian, and Li Ping'er... Or you can walk and play in it, enjoy flowers, play chess, catch butterflies and fish; or you can raise a glass to admire the moon and blow the wind.

Play and sing...

Until the appearance of a person made him take a breath and doubt that there was such a beautiful and charming woman in this deep mountain and old forest?

She...is like a fairy from heaven, unstained by dust, wearing a flowing dress, with waist-length hair, walking lightly through the antique buildings...

She is like a person who stepped out of a painting, pure and bright; like a hibiscus, which emerged from the mud but not stained; and like the little dragon girl who stepped out of Jin Yong's novels, with flawless white jade, pure jade and ice-clear, and floating fairy spirit...

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She was Miaoyu, the manager of "Feixian Tower" just now. She was leading two village girls to arrange dinner for the distinguished guests. No matter what time he was, he could never change his true nature as a Ximen official who cared about women and cherished their beauty. He couldn't bear to see it.

When someone makes things difficult for her——

Just when she walked to the corridor in the courtyard, two arrogant men chased her, one blocked her in front, and the other blocked her way. The official Ximen had already smelled these two men.

The bad smell of people——

They are like Zhu Bajie who pesters Chang'e's sister in "Journey to the West". He playfully wants to take advantage of the beautiful woman. One of them blocks Miaoyu's chest with his hand, and the other presses hard to block her way. They are obscene and evil.

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This beauty's eyebrows were raised and her air was cold, warning them:

"Please get out of the way! Otherwise...I won't be polite!"

The ruffian in front said:

"Why are you so rude to brother? Come on, come on... poke your brother's heart with your hand and feel how much he loves you and misses you!"

What should I do? What should I do? The official Ximen was worried and sweating, but he couldn't think of a way.

When the former ruffian reached out to grab the beautiful girl's slender hand, she unexpectedly moved forward, blocked it with her left hand, turned around, bent over, pulled down, and kicked her legs in quick succession. In an instant, the ruffian was subdued to his knees by her grappling skills.

Another person pleaded:

"It turns out he's a practicing martial artist. We are too blind to recognize the pearls. Please be merciful to the beauty and let him go!"

When Miaoyu heard this, she threw him to the ground. She slapped her hands up and down a few times as if they were dirty, and said coldly:

"I warned you a long time ago. You insist on causing trouble here, and you are not afraid of disturbing the magic of the gods? Why don't you go back to your room!"

Seeing them running away in a mess, Ximen officials couldn't help but sigh:

"This sister Chang'e is really extraordinary! I think the biggest regret of my previous life as a high-ranking official of Ximen is that I didn't encounter a rose with thorns. If there was an ice beauty, she could subdue me like this, or make me rack my brains to fight.

When a beauty smiles, she may let me chase her for three to five years, or she may act out the drama of "beacon fire playing on the princes", how wonderful it would be!"

How could such a beauty fall into the hands of this liar? This beauty, with her outstanding appearance and powerful skills, should walk out of the mountains and out of this mirage-like wonderland on earth.

With her qualifications, she can become famous in any entertainment company. She can get wind and rain... As long as she removes the word "god" from Li Shenxian, will the god sister be able to get out of the mountains?

Already?

The movie set of "The End of the Ninth Life of Hua Jing": Scene 173, Scene 2 - The immortal takes a nap and beats the crippled man.

Yes! Almost forgetting the purpose of this trip, the official from Ximen quickly arrived at the Immortal Terrace, the place where Li Shenxian asked questions about immortals. This small building was surrounded by several small buildings like stars over the moon.

Entering the building door that looks like a moon gate, there are lush ivy hanging from both sides of the building door.

After passing through the ivy, we arrived at the spacious lobby on the first floor. The first thing that caught our eyes was a rockery with a waterfall hanging down like a curtain of water. There were four red letters "Fairy Cave" written on the rocky mountain, and there were many large potted plants placed next to it.

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Behind the potted plants, there is spray dust suppression equipment, which makes the place surrounded by clouds and fog, making people feel like they are falling into fog.

The high official of Ximen thought: It is the environment on the first floor that makes the believers who come with requests even more convinced that you are a long-sighted liar. Today, I, the high official of Ximen, want to show your true colors and make two mistakes.

, inaccurate divination and asking immortals are not enough to alert the world! He knows this very well.

"Li Shenxian, my back hurts and my legs hurt. I heard from my in-laws that if you have a wooden sword, if you tap it a few times, it won't hurt anymore when you go home. Today, I have been waiting in line all day just to ask you, the immortal guy, to look at it for me.

Look!" An older man, accompanied by his son, was seeking medical treatment from immortals.

The ghost of a high-ranking official from Ximen met Li Shenxian for the first time. He was wearing a black Taoist robe and a black Taoist hat, holding a fly whisk in his hand, with a long beard that is rare in the world, with a ruddy face and a strong spirit. According to the ghost fox,

, he should be at the age where he knows his destiny.

Li Shenxian sat on the futon on the high platform. After listening to what he said, he pointed at the hospital bed in front of him with a whisk and motioned for him to lie on it.

When the man went up and lay down, a Taoist boy helped him down, and another Taoist boy reverently handed him the wooden sword.

Ximen Senior Official jumped up, lay on his shoulder, and said to him:

"You pretentious guy, why are you acting here? Let's see how you proceed!"

Li Shenxian held the sword in his left hand, raised it high, and slowly slid his right hand from the hilt to the tip of the sword. He muttered something unknown. After performing a set of procedures, he came to the hospital bed with the sword raised.

When he was about to slap down with his sword, the ghost of Ximen Daguan fell on the blade of the sword. As his sword fell, it hit the man's waist hard.

"Ah...it hurts! God, did you hit it with a hammer? My waist is broken, broken! Wow...wuwu..." Just one click

, he beat the man until he screamed in agony, and instantly, a large amount of sweat broke out on his forehead.

"Dad, what's wrong with you?" His son was panicked and asked. Then his father came over and pulled Li Shenxian and asked:

"Li Shenxian, what's going on? My dad screamed repeatedly after you beat him. Didn't he say it didn't hurt? He can still be cured. What should I do now?"

Li Shenxian raised his sword in confusion, and quickly checked the patient's injuries, and touched his waist. He immediately screamed in pain, and the Shenxian just kept saying:

"You see, this is a wooden sword, not a stone hammer. I just slapped it lightly. How could it hurt like this? There are not tens of thousands of people who have taken pictures of my sword. There are always thousands of people. How could it happen?

This problem arises? Is it because your father’s waist is not big to begin with?”

The son's face turned red with anxiety, his voice rose an octave, and he breathed heavily and said:

"My dad only occasionally complains about back pain. He pulled a few carts of dirt yesterday and carried a few loads of dung this morning. They are all fine. Today, he was walking up. He was hit by your sword and couldn't move. He couldn't get out of bed. You said

What should I do? If you don’t take good pictures for me today, I will smash this fairy cave of yours to pieces.”
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