In that distant little black house

As soon as his sister was mentioned, the expression on Wu Curyao's face softened, and he said: "My sister is Wu Ningyu, and she looks seven or eight points like me."

Zhang Jingmo said: "You came to look for her? Do you know where she is?"

Wu Curyao shook her head and said, "I only know that she married to Kunhai, but I don't know who she married."

The elder brother doesn't know who the younger sister is married to. This matter is so new. If it was someone else, he would probably ask a few questions, but Zhang Jingmo didn't ask. He said, "I'm also new here, so I can't help you much. .”

Wu Curyao smiled and said, "No problem."

Zhang Jingmo's fingers tapped lightly on the wooden table. If Lu Guijiu saw it, he would know that his master was troubled again.

What Wu Curao brought was indeed good wine, Zhang Jingmo blushed after drinking a few cups, but his eyes were still very clear, but he said: "Brother Wu, I'm afraid I can't drink more."

Wu Curiyao nodded and smiled, "You don't have to force it." He can drink much better than Zhang Jingmo, and most of the spirit wine has entered his stomach.But the wine is a bit intoxicating after all, and Wu Curao's eyes are not as clear as before, and they seem a little hazy.

The young man standing by was very conscientious, and said: "Young master, you can drink as much as you want, but don't get drunk."

Wu Curyao lazily said: "You little thing, you just stare at me doing this and that all day long."

The little servant muttered, "I don't dare to care about the young master."

Zhang Jingmo naturally also noticed the unkind look in the boy's eyes.After all, in the eyes of the boy, Zhang Jingmo, a passerby who suddenly appeared, is really not a good person.

Zhang Jingmo didn't make any excuses, seeing that it was getting late, he got up to leave.

Wu cursed and said: "May I ask you, brother Chen, why did you come to this sea of ​​Kun?"

Zhang Jingmo said: "Look for something."

Wu Curyao smiled and said, "Then we are a coincidence."

Zhang Jingmo didn't say what he was looking for, and Wu Curyao didn't mean to ask, the two met tacitly, and separated tacitly.

Zhang Jingmo went back to the house alone, when a bird flew in from the window and landed on Zhang Jingmo's shoulder, but it was Zhu Yan who came back looking for food.

Zhang Jingmo touched Zhu Yan's sharp yellow beak, and said to himself, "Ask me, do you want to help me or not?"

Wu Curiyao's trip was indeed to find his sister, and his sister was indeed married to the Kunhai Sea, but the person she married was the Sea God in the sea.

There has always been a tradition of people offering sacrifices to the Sea God on the coast of the Kun Sea. Back then, Wu Curiyao also searched for his sister for a long time, but in the end he learned that his sister who was in the Qi training period had already been sunk in the sea.

Because of this incident, Zhang Jingmo also saw Wu Curyao's angry expression for the first time.Afterwards, Wu Curyao raised his sword and went to seek revenge alone. With the cultivation base of Jindanqi, he even challenged several sects on the Kunhai Sea without losing.

If it was Zhang Jingmo in the previous lives, he probably wouldn't consider changing the course of this matter, because of the death of his sister, Wu Curyao was stimulated to work hard and become stronger, but the stronger he became, the more painful it was, because he The person I cared about the most is no longer there.

In this life, Zhang Jingmo wanted to make a different choice.

As he thought this way, a slim figure of a woman appeared in front of him. This woman was somewhat similar to Wu Curao, with a delicate and naive expression, and she was smiling sweetly at him.

Then, Zhang Jingmo took out a layered flower from the Sumeru Ring—this flower was the Vientiane Flower that Lu Guijiu and Julujiao gave him together. This flower is very small, but the petals are layered with hundreds of layers. There are many layers.Vientiane Flower is a good material for alchemy, but just like its name, it also has another function, which is to turn illusions into real things.Of course, not all phantoms can be turned into real objects. With Zhang Jingmo's cultivation, at most he can transform into an ordinary person.

As the petals of the Vientiane Flower fell, the expression of the woman became more and more vivid. She sometimes smiled charmingly and sometimes cried, and every movement and expression was no different from that of a human being.

Even the aura emanating from her body is from the Qi refining stage, but this aura is just an illusion.

Perhaps it was because the woman in front of him was too real, Zhang Jingmo had already made a decision, but he was a little shaken, he said softly, "Tell me, am I right or wrong."

In the end is to live in the illusion of happiness, or taste the real pain.

Zhu Yan couldn't answer Zhang Jingmo's words, it tilted its head, flew to the woman's body, and then tweeted.

Zhang Jingmo was silent for a long time, but said: "If I am wrong, then I am wrong."

After Wu Curyao came out of the secret realm with him, he learned the news of his sister's death. From then on, he lived in the pain of revenge for the rest of his life.

Zhang Jingmo sometimes even suspects that Wu Curiyao would be more willing to die in a secret realm than such a result, and never need to know the truth.

Zhang Jingmo said: "This is the first time I've meddled in my own business."

Zhu Yan pecked the woman's long hair twice.

Zhang Jingmo sighed: "Maybe it's... the last time." If he was really wrong, then he must be wrong.

Following Zhang Jingmo's words, the woman saluted him slowly and said, "Wu Ningyu is being polite."

Zhang Jingmo said lightly: "Go, you have moved away from the shore of Kunhai, and you came back here after hearing that your brother was looking for it everywhere. Your husband is also an ordinary monk. He has already traveled abroad at this time, and you are the only one left at home. .”

Wu Ningyu smiled at Yanyan, she said hello, and walked out of the room slowly.

Zhang Jingmo then slowly closed his eyes.

Within a few days, news came that Wu Curao had found his sister.

After Wu Curyao found his sister, he got very drunk. After getting drunk, he choked up and said that he missed her, and he felt relieved when he saw that she was doing well.

Wu Ningyu still had a faint smile on her face, she said: "Brother, I am the same as you, if you live well, I will feel at ease."

Wu Curao also said that he left without saying goodbye that day, not because he was angry with her, but because he wanted to become stronger so that he could protect the family.But after he left, he felt that he didn't dare to go home unless he made a name for himself. This delay lasted for hundreds of years.

Wu Ningyu just said: "Brother, I don't blame you."

Wu Curyao talked a lot about their past, he said that their parents left early, and the siblings depended on each other for life.He said that their brother and sister finally embarked on the fairy road, but she went astray, and he said that it is fortunate that she found her way back...

Zhang Jingmo did not continue to listen to the next words.The situation at Wanxianghua will be passed on to him, and he saw a completely different Wu Curao in front of him.

But Zhang Jingmo was not happy.

The snow was getting heavier and heavier. Zhang Jingmo stood on the window of the house and looked towards the vast sea.I don't know if Yu Fen in the sect has started drinking again, how his senior brother and apprentice get along, Lu Guijiu... Lu Guijiu... is there, and he is practicing well.

Zhu Yan rubbed his head against Zhang Jingmo's cheek, as if he felt that his cheek was too cold, so he spit out a ball of flame from his mouth, hovering on Zhang Jingmo's side to roast him.

Zhang Jingmo smiled and said, "Little thing, you can look at me." As he spoke, he took another elixir and fed it to Zhu Yan.

Zhu Yan was even happier after taking the elixir. It flapped its wings and flew up and down around Zhang Jingmo.

Zhang Jingmo looked up at the dark sky, and said lightly: "The sky is about to change."

The time of January came in a blink of an eye.

The giant gluttonous auction is about to start.

In this month, Zhang Jingmo didn't go out much, and almost practiced in his room.

Three days before the auction, Ju Tao sent someone to pass a post to Zhang Jingmo. The post contained the specific time and place of the auction, as well as a list of some auction items.

The essence of melting the sea is on top.

Zhang Jingmo didn't pay much attention to the list, he just glanced at it and threw it aside.

On the day of the auction, Zhang Jingmo got up early, went downstairs and found a table and started to eat breakfast.

It just so happened that Wu Curao came down from the downstairs, and when he saw Zhang Jingmo, he greeted him with a smile, and then went out... Presumably he was looking for his sister.

Zhang Jingmo slowly drank the last mouthful of porridge in the bowl.

The auction location of the giant glutton is at sea, although it is not far from the inland, it still takes half an hour to fly.

When Zhang Jingmo got there, the auction was about to start.

After the waiter standing at the door took the jade card and invitation from Zhang Jingmo, he handed Zhang Jingmo a mask, and then another person led Zhang Jingmo into the house.

The man brought Zhang Jingmo to his place, prepared refreshments for him, and said softly, "If there is something you like, just hold up the sign."

Zhang Jingmo nodded casually, sat down in his seat, and threw a spirit stone to the guide.

When the man received the spirit stone, his expression didn't change, he just said: "Thank you, guest officer, for the reward."

Zhang Jingmo nodded slightly.

Seeing that Zhang Jingmo was sitting still, the man stepped back slowly, and then closed the curtain of the box for Zhang Jingmo.

In the giant gluttonous auction, each buyer has a separate box.The location of Zhang Jingmo's box is not close to the front, and he is not considered a distinguished guest here. He did not touch the tea and snacks, but set his sights on the empty auction stage at this time.

Not daring to keep the guests waiting too long, the auction started on time.

"This item is called Chaoxi, and it will only be opened once in a thousand years..." The auctioneer is a man wearing a mask, with an extraordinary bearing and a magnetic voice. He introduces the auction items in the venue, perfectly controlling the rhythm.

Zhang Jingmo was not interested in these things, so he watched quietly.

The guests in this room are all either rich or expensive, and spending a lot of money has always been the norm.

One drop of the essence of melting the sea needs ten thousand spirit stones, which is also the finale of the giant glutton. Zhang Jingmo's Sumeru ring does have ten thousand high-quality spirit stones, but he does not intend to use these spirit stones to In exchange for a drop of sea melting essence.

In fact, he came here for another purpose.

Halfway through the auction, they took a break for half an hour. During the period, someone came in to pour tea. That person was not surprised to see that the things on Zhang Jingmo's table hadn't moved at all.I just changed a cup of hot tea silently, and also changed the cold snacks into hot ones.

Soon the second half of the auction began.

In terms of value, the first half of the auction can only be called an introduction, because the starting price of the items in the second half of the auction was a thousand high-quality spirit stones.

These things are all rare treasures, including precious materials, powerful talismans, newly refined weapons, and even human beings.

These people are male and female, and all of them are beautiful in appearance and special in physique.Some cultivators will buy these people back and use them as furnaces to help them practice.

Zhang Jingmo has never been interested in these heretics. His eyes were closed until the auctioneer spat out three words: "Dunhuang Lantern"

The Dunhuang lamp is a very weak magic weapon. It can burn under any conditions, whether it is the deep sea or the void, but the premise of its burning is that it is supported by aura, which is very weak.

If there is spiritual energy, why don't you light the spiritual fire yourself and rely on your lamp?

But even if it is tasteless, because of its long age and special history, it is still worth the price of thousands of spirit stones.

If it was Zhang Jingmo back then, I am afraid that he would not have the slightest interest in the lamp, but now, he is here for the lamp.

There are not many people who are interested in Dunhuang lanterns, and most of them are interested in collecting historical objects.But collectibles are different from necessities. If you spend too many spirit stones, the gains will outweigh the losses.

Zhang Jingmo didn't want to attract attention, he raised the price very cautiously, and acted like he was interested in facing the clock, but he didn't particularly want it.

In the end, there were only two people left who raised the price. Zhang Jingmo overwhelmed the seller with a price of [-] spirit stones and took the Dunhuang lantern.

When the auctioneer's gavel fell, the stone in Zhang Jingmo's heart also fell to the ground.In fact, he has auctioned this Dunhuang lamp many times, and the price of Dunhuang lamps is not static. Sometimes it is high, sometimes it is low. When it is low, the reserve price can be won. Thousands of spirit stones.

[-] pieces are completely within Zhang Jingmo's acceptance range.

After getting what he wanted, Zhang Jingmo's mood improved.

The auction did not cause any disturbance because Zhang Jingmo took down the Dunhuang Lantern, and it continued peacefully.

All the auction items had found their owners, and soon the last one came—the essence of melting sea.

As soon as this object came out, the atmosphere in the room became tense, and the auctioneer also noticed this atmosphere, so he was not nervous, and said with a smile: "It seems that everyone is bound to get this spirit of melting sea." .”

There was silence in the audience, and no one responded.

The auctioneer laughed again: "I believe everyone already knows this thing very well. If I say anything more, it will be disgusting. As in previous years, the auction starts with [-] high-quality spirit stones, and each increase in price must not be less than five thousand." Hundreds."

Just as he finished speaking, someone raised a sign.

The essence of Ronghai is indeed precious, but this thing does not attract Zhang Jingmo much. However, he declared to the outside that he came for this thing, no matter what, he had to raise the sign a few times to pretend.

When the price reached more than 5000 pieces, Zhang Jingmo put down the sign in his hand.

After raising the sign several times, the spirit of Ronghai finally fell into the hands of the No. [-] box at the price of [-] spirit stones.Those who got this thing were naturally extremely excited, while those who could not buy this thing were completely lifeless.With the success of the Ronghaizhijing auction, the atmosphere of the entire venue reached a climax. In Zhang Jingmo's memory, this auction should be over.

Sure enough, after a while, the auctioneer announced the end of the auction, and asked the customers who got the items to pay and collect the goods with the sign.

Zhang Jingmo stood up, and was about to go to the backstage of the auction to get the Dunhuang Lantern, but saw a person walking in outside the house, and the person said: "Excuse me, is this Mr. Chen?"

Zhang Jingmo's heart moved, but the expression on his face remained unchanged. He said, "Huh?"

The man said: "Our master, I would like to invite you to have a talk."

——This is a situation that Zhang Jingmo has never encountered before. He has been to this auction many times, and every time he buys and leaves, he has never been invited to say something.

A change is definitely not a good thing for Zhang Jingmo, because it means that things are likely to be out of his control. He said lightly: "I don't know your master."

Hearing the words, the man repeated what he had just said: "Our master, I would like to invite you to talk."

Zhang Jingmo sneered: "Your master has a lot of face, if you tell me to go, I must go?"

The man looked at Zhang Jingmo silently, and did not speak.

Zhang Jingmo let out a laugh, and stepped out of the box directly, but he stopped when he stepped out of the box—he felt someone staring at him, and this person was very strong.

The person standing behind Zhang Jingmo had no sense of existence, like a puppet, and said without emotion: "Our master, I would like to invite you to talk."

Zhang Jingmo clenched his fist silently: "Lead the way."

In desperation, Zhang Jingmo had no choice but to follow the servant. Although he was very reluctant, in this world where power is paramount, fists always speak.

Because he was forced, Zhang Jingmo was not in a good mood, and he didn't cover up as usual, but deliberately revealed his emotions.

Zhang Jingmo followed the man through the house for a long time before stopping in front of a wooden door.

The sound of men and women laughing came from inside the wooden door, and Zhang Jingmo's face darkened even more.

But the servant didn't seem to notice Zhang Jingmo's expression at all, raised his hand and knocked on the door lightly, and said: "Master, Mr. Chen is here."

After he finished speaking, the room was quiet for a moment, and a male voice sounded: "Come in."

The servant pushed open the wooden door after hearing the words, and then made a gesture of invitation to Zhang Jingmo.

As soon as the door was opened, Zhang Jingmo smelled a strong aroma of rouge. He walked in slowly, but saw a thin red gauze tent.

With just one glance, Zhang Jingmo was sure that this "master" was definitely not the same as him...

In the thin red gauze tent, the woman's charming laughter seemed to be next to her ears. After Zhang Jingmo walked a few steps, she realized that the red gauze was actually a small formation.

If someone who doesn't know the reason walks in it, I'm afraid they will get dizzy after walking for a long time.

Zhang Jingmo noticed the mystery, so he simply stopped.

Seeing that Zhang Jingmo was not moving, the people in the room laughed and said, "Why don't you leave? Come here." The male voice was nice, but it was a bit annoying in this rouge-filled room.

At least Zhang Jingmo is in a very bad mood right now.The Dunhuang Lantern that should have been obtained was not obtained, but was invited by this inexplicable person.

Zhang Jingmo said coldly: "Is this how your giants treat guests?"

Hearing this, the male voice laughed loudly, the red gauze rolled, and a moment later, a shirtless man appeared in front of Zhang Jingmo.

This man has a handsome face, and a pair of peach blossom eyes are particularly attractive. He is bare-chested and barefoot, and walks up to Zhang Jingmo in a few steps.

Then he said, "Chen Baicang, right?"

Zhang Jingmo hummed lightly.

The man stretched out a hand to pinch Zhang Jingmo's chin, and said, "I want to see what kind of charm you have, which my father has been looking for for so long."

Zhang Jingmo: "..." What?

The man looked Zhang Jingmo up and down, but he didn't seem to find anything eye-catching, so his smile became colder: "You used magic to cover your face?"

Zhang Jingmo: "..."

The man said: "Chen Baicang, do you still remember the name Gu Chenjiang?"

Zhang Jingmo: "..." Seems familiar?

Seeing Zhang Jingmo, the man still looked blank, with anger in his eyes, and he said: "That's right, my father was just a mortal back then, how could he be worthy of you, a child of the fairy family? You probably don't even know his name." Forget it all."

Zhang Jingmo opened the man's hand holding his chin, thought for a moment, and then vaguely remembered the name, but he still pretended not to know what was going on: "What are you talking about, I don't know So-called."

The man smiled and said: "Fake it, you can pretend it, you know I have a magic weapon in my hand, the other is useless, the only use is to find people, even if that person is turned into ashes, I can still turn the ashes into ashes." find out."

Zhang Jingmo: "..." He didn't know what to say.

The man in front of him smiled brightly, but there was no smile in his eyes. He said coldly, "My name is Gu Niancang, and I am the son of Gu Chenjiang."

Zhang Jingmo: "..." It was rare for him to want to swear.

Gu Niancang said: "Because of your father, you are crazy, but you have been at ease for a hundred years."

After Gu Niancang's reminder, Zhang Jingmo suddenly remembered that the avatar he had left beside Gu Chenjiang hadn't come back yet, and he had completely forgotten about it when he had too many things to do.Zhang Jingmo didn't know what happened to Gu Chenjiang and Gu Chenshan in the past hundred years, and he didn't know why a person named Gu Niancang appeared in a hundred years.

However, the worst thing is not this, but Zhang Jingmo vaguely smelled the devilish energy in this person who called himself Gu Niancang.

He was already [-]% sure that the person in front of him was not cultivating Taoism, but cultivating demons.

Gu Niancang said: "My father misses you so much that he thinks he's got a taste of you. Since your taste is so good, let me taste it too."

As he said that, he was about to attack Zhang Jingmo.

How could Zhang Jingmo do what he wanted? His face turned cold, and he called out Zhu Yan directly. Zhu Yan opened his mouth, and unceremoniously sprayed out raging flames towards the surrounding red gauze tents.