Each disciple is not simple

"not good!"

Mingjia subconsciously set up a defensive formation.

With a loud 'bang', Ge Gui in front of him exploded and died.

The power of the self-detonation of the Qi Refining cultivator was still quite strong, and the already shaky inn was further hit.

Mingjia quickly grabbed the few almost invisible silver threads that burst out of Ge Gui's body, with a grim expression.

"Human puppet silk."

Human puppetry is an evil technique that is resisted and hated by all cultivators in the world of cultivation. Through the human puppet thread, the puppeteer can not only read all the memories of the human puppet, but also control the human puppet according to the human puppet's usual behavior. Even many human puppets that have been controlled by the human puppet thread do not know that they are dead.

The Buddhist disciples also became serious.

The human puppet technique was destroyed a hundred years ago, so why are some people still using it?

Mingjia carefully examined the puppet silk in her hand, trying to find some clues. She found that these puppet silk seemed to have been specially processed and emitted a strange light.

"There's something a little weird about this guy..." Mingjia frowned slightly.

At this time, the Buddhist came forward, stared at the human puppet thread, and said thoughtfully: "Perhaps we can follow the human puppet thread to find the mastermind behind the scenes."

Perhaps the opponent has not yet mastered the puppet technique so well that the puppet's thread is tainted with the operator's aura.

Now that the enemy is in the dark, Fuzi and Mo Yan choose to stay to protect Lin Yushang, while Mingjia takes Jun Moyao and Danqing to track the puppeteer's breath.

Jiuli City at night was filled with a strange atmosphere. The whole city was like a dead city, and the sky was filled with corpse gas. Every household closed their doors tightly, and it was so quiet that it seemed as if no living people were there.

"Master, could it be that all the residents of Jiuli City have been killed? All we saw during the day were human puppets..." Jun Moyao felt a chill down his spine when he thought of this guess.

If Jiuli City is already a dead city, then what kind of brutal and bloody conspiracy did the evil cultivators plot to carry out?

Mingjia shook his head. "The puppeteer can only make a limited number of human puppets, and cannot control the residents of a city on a large scale. But one thing is certain, we were discovered by the evil cultivators when we entered Jiuli City..."

Jun Moyao and Dan Qing followed Mingjia's gaze and saw that the City Lord's Mansion hidden in the darkness not far away was like a man-eating beast, eerie and terrifying.

The thread of the human puppet sealed by magic in Mingjia's hand also pointed towards the City Lord's Mansion.

The world of cultivation restricts cultivators. Even if a cultivator has the ability to go to heaven and earth, he cannot use force against cities or mortals without reason, otherwise he will be punished by the law of cause and effect.

So, the three of them decided to explore the City Lord's Mansion at night without alerting anyone else.

After flying over the wall of the City Lord's Mansion, Mingjia and the other two immediately used magic to hide their bodies and breaths. A team of patrolling palace soldiers passed by them.

The three of them held their breath and realized that the interior of the City Lord's Mansion was extremely strict, with a team every three steps and a sentry every five steps.

It is precisely because of this kind of precaution that something is wrong.

The human puppet thread stopped giving any instructions when it arrived at the City Lord's Mansion, and seemed to have completely lost its effect. Mingjia didn't care and simply put it away.

The City Lord's Mansion is very large, and many magical instruments that isolate spiritual consciousness are set up in various places, making it impossible to explore with spiritual consciousness.

"How afraid of death this Xue Rong is. It must cost a lot of money to set up so many magical instruments." Dan Qing dodged an attack formation and heard a rare complaint from him.

Jun Moyao also nodded in agreement. Although there was no sense of the aura of a powerful being in this courtyard, the magical weapons and formations that could be seen everywhere were indeed very annoying.

The three could only investigate as far as they could. The owner of the City Lord's Mansion and the maids and servants were all fast asleep, and they did not detect any trace of evil cultivators.

There seemed to be nothing wrong in the entire City Lord's Mansion except that the City Lord was overly cautious.

Just when the three were about to return empty-handed, a clear sound caught their attention.

In the dog hole in the corner, a skinny man was seen sticking his butt out, his movements were full of timidity and caution. But perhaps because of his poor physique, even though he moved gently, he was still clumsy and laborious.

Not far from the dog hole he had dug, a team of patrol soldiers was about to discover him.

Mu Feng also heard the patrol's strong and powerful footsteps. He was so frightened that he tried hard to retreat, but his body was stuck, unable to move forward or backward. He was so anxious that he was sweating profusely.

As he twisted his body, he saw the patrolman. His heart sank, and he felt that he was finished. He closed his eyes and waited patiently for the patrolman to catch him.

The sound of neat footsteps came in front of him. Mu Feng could almost smell the rust on the patrolman's weapon on his waist. He was even still thinking about random things.

Is this smell rusty or bloody? Will the knife cut off his head like cutting a melon? Will the patrolmen cut him into pieces? If he dies, will he be able to return to the real world, drink his favorite iced cola, and continue watching the anime that has not been updated yet? Oh, by the way, he will scold his boss and resign directly. It's all because of that boss. If he hadn't forced him to work overtime, he wouldn't have died suddenly. If he hadn't died suddenly, he wouldn't have been bound to some shitty system. If he hadn't been bound, he wouldn't have fallen into such a scary place... Woohoo, I still don't want to die...

Mu Feng couldn't help but feel sad and burst into tears.

"why are you crying?"

Suddenly, a pleasant voice interrupted all his thoughts.

Mu Feng raised his head and seemed to hear the sound of flowers blooming.

He had never seen such a beautiful woman. Her eyebrows were like distant mountains, her nose was like the moon in the sky, her eyes were like stars in the Milky Way, and her lips were like fresh petals. The most amazing thing about her was not her appearance, but her temperament.

The moonlight casts a layer of dreamy haze on her white dress, like a goddess descending from heaven, and the sword on her back adds just the right amount of sharpness and edge to her. Her hair floats in the breeze, like a thread that stirs people's hearts, revealing a gentleness that does not tolerate rejection in her casualness.

"Fuck!"

The moment Mu Feng blurted out the words, he remembered a brilliant comment from his real world: What a pity that I am uneducated, so I can only say "fuck" to get around.

At the same time, the voice he hated most rang in his mind.

【Ding! A target for capture is detected! Strategy direction: Forced love with the cold master. She is the cold master who is high above everyone else; he is a mediocre disciple of the sect. She is the lingering cinnabar mole in his heart, and the unattainable white moonlight. Finally, he stopped forbearing, pinched her waist hard, kissed her lips with red eyes, and growled at her, "If I can't get your heart, I will get your body!" The difficulty of the strategy is five stars. Strategy suggestion: If you want to die, just find a rope to hang yourself, why overestimate your own abilities! 】