Why did Jianzun steal his relatives [Rebirth]

The Bai Family Medicine Pond is really good. After soaking for a while, Xiao Yihe felt much more relaxed. When he returned to the inn, he happened to meet Nan Rongke sneaking up and down. He stopped him and asked him what he was doing. What.

Nan Rongke scratched his forehead, and muttered, "It's not that Chao Wendao is so angry, just because I told him about his torn clothes during the day, he has lost his temper until now..."

Xiao Yihe couldn't help laughing: "Then what about him now?"

"I just sent him a jug of wine to make amends, but he is not in the house, I don't know where he has gone..." Nan Rongke shook his head and said in annoyance, "What's the matter? Didn't you just see the little hair on his obscene pants?" Embroidery, at worst, can I walk on the street in obscene trousers?"

Xiao Yihe was overjoyed, he leaned forward and back together, laughing until Nan Rongke wanted to hit him, so he covered his mouth and held back.

"Give me the wine, you can look for him, the Bai family is so big, so you won't lose it."

Nan Rongke was right when he heard the words, he hurriedly gave him the wine, and ran away with a straight face.Xiao Yihe smelled the wine in the pot, the fruity aroma was stronger than the wine, more like sweet syrup.Xue Xuanwei first took it and tasted it, making sure that it would not hurt him, and then returned it to Xiao Yihe.

The two of them did that kind of thing in the medicine pool. At that time, the heat was so steaming that people were confused. Now that the night wind swept away, the emotion in their bodies faded away, and they felt embarrassed again.He spun around the side where Xue Xuanwei drank, blushing slightly, and sipped on the other side.

Xue Xuan entered the room slightly, and saw that the curtains had been replaced with star gauze, under the moonlight there was a fine glow of gold and silver, inside was a brocade quilt of red flowers, willows and greens, and there was nothing more than lighting a wedding candle at the head of the bed.

Immediately, the head was big...the doorman also winked a little bit.

Couldn't bear to look at it, so he had to turn his head back to the courtyard, and calmly asked the servant boy to change a set of quilts, whoever wanted to turn his head, Xiao Yihe, who was drinking in the courtyard, disappeared, his thoughts turned frequently, Just when I was looking for it, I saw him come out from one ear room, holding a pipa in his arms.

Xiao Yihe happily sat down on the porch, he is good at Ruan, he learned it from his mother, but Ruan is basically the same as Pipa, and he can also compose a few simple tunes.He pushed the jug in Xue Xuanwei's hand, and concentrated on trying the pipa.

Xue Xuan leaned back against the pillar of the corridor, and gradually felt relaxed when he heard the chatter beside him, and couldn't help but said: "Master..."

Before the word "Brother" could be uttered, the person who was playing the pipa just now rushed out like the wind. It turned out that Chongjiu had sent Chao Xizhi back, and Xiao Yihe went up to help, crushing Chao Xizhi who was about to wake up, and asked for his warmth.

Xue Xuanwei was quite upset, he put down the jug heavily, and then he followed.

Chongjiu put Chao Xizhi on the bed, and looked at them hesitantly. Seeing him like this, Xue Xuanwei knew that it was inconvenient to speak directly, so he found an excuse to call him out of the hospital and asked him in detail.

Seeing that the two of them were mysterious, Xiao Yihe wanted to eavesdrop, but he was grabbed by the wrist after he took a step.

Chao Xizhi frowned, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, as if he had been caught by a nightmare, looking weak and pitiful.Xiao Yihe patted his hands with a smile, coaxing him to play like a playboy.

Just as she was teasing him cheerfully, she saw that Zhao Xizhi opened her eyelids dimly, her eyes were not focused, but she was tearing at his sleeves in a hurry, as if she was afraid that he would run away, and she yelled: "Don't go down the mountain, don't go!" Lanju City... leaning on the crane..."

"Okay, okay, don't go—"

Xiao Yihe's voice stopped suddenly, and he suddenly realized something, and his breath was suddenly suffocated.

His back was tense, and there were a few blue veins on the back of his hands under the wide sleeves. Overwhelming horror and fine-grained fear seeped densely from the cracks in his bones. He moved half a step closer to the bed, staring at Chao Xizhi. That pale and weak face was as calm as possible: "What did you say?"

Why did Chao Xizhi suddenly mention Lanju City?

"..." But Chao Xizhi muttered a few words, let go of his hand again, closed his eyes and had a nightmare.

Xiao Yihe stood in front of him, and after a long time, raised his hand to press the top of his skull.

In an instant, a huge spiritual wave rushed directly into the Lingtai, and a gust of wind and rain poured into his mind.For a moment, he stepped on the ground abruptly, and when he came back to his senses, he was already among Chao Xizhi's spiritual consciousness.

——The vast desert is above the head, and the cold Tianhe is under the feet.Numerous sharp swords with dried up scarlet scars pierced through numerous bones and stuck upside down on the sand dunes, glowing with cold rays, dropping a few drops of sticky blood from time to time.

Xiao Yihe trembled all over, how could there be such a thick blood barrier in Chao Xizhi's sea of ​​consciousness!

He walked forward for a while, when he felt something calling from a distance, pulling him over, the noise caused severe pain in his skull.

Following the call, I finally saw a huge pillar towering from the sky from a distance, with talismans lingering on the pillar, shining layers of golden light.A white, almost transparent figure leaned crookedly under the pillar, its hands and feet were bound by an ice chain, and the other end was tied to the giant pillar.

The other party quietly closed his eyes, like a delicate and gorgeous silk satin, a red mark around his neck, which seemed to be a circle of blood, and fine frost and snow condensed on the tip of his eyelashes and hair.

Xiao Yihe's face was bloodless, and he said slowly: "...It really is you."

He squatted down, stretched out his hand and pulled an ice chain, wisps of mist melted from the chain, and in an instant the whole chain melted into a fine awn, and penetrated into Xiao Yihe's body without any barriers. Lingyuan, who even Xue Xuanwei couldn't save, has the potential to come back to life.

Xiao Yihe was a little surprised, this was actually caused by his own spiritual power!But he didn't remember when he did such a thing, and after thinking about it, maybe his soul was broken when he died, and one or two pieces were missing, and maybe his memory was lost.

However, if all the spiritual power contained in this giant pillar can be returned, he will be able to restore his former five success power in a short time.

However, at the same time, the ice man's eyelashes trembled, and his eyes slowly opened, shaking off a cluster of small frost, as if waking up.

Xiao Yihe's expression changed, he suddenly stopped the movement of absorbing spiritual power, and stepped back three feet.

He looked at the person under the pillar, and thought quickly in his mind: "...What is your intention of approaching him?"

No one responded, the icicles were filled with cold air, and after moving away from Xiao Yihe, they gathered into new chains, frost bloomed again on the iceman's temple, and the other party fell into a deep sleep again.

At this moment, the sound of vague footsteps came from the sky.

Xiao Yihe realized that someone might be back, turned his head and glanced meaningfully, his eyes darkened: "I don't know how you hid here, but I won't let you wake up, you will sleep here forever stop!"

……

Withdrew from Chaoxi's spiritual sea, cold sweat oozed from Xiao Yihe's forehead, and his strength was drained.

Just because he was restless, his shoulders were suddenly held by someone. He subconsciously pushed back, and seeing Xue Xuanwei's face, he slowly lowered his arms, took a long breath, and opened his mouth before Xue Xuanwei: "What did Chongjiu tell you?" gone?"

Xue Xuan glanced slightly at the person on the bed, and said: "He said that something is wrong with Xizhi. Apart from the blow from Ning Wuzhi, he has other wounds on his soul."

Xiao Yihe felt a little guilty, "Oh", then turned his head and glanced around.

Seeing that he was so calm, Xue Xuanwei thought about his panicked appearance just now, and paused: "If you don't ask me, where did you find Chao Xizhi back then?"

Xiao Yihe was absent-minded: "Where?"

"Qingzhou." Xue Xuanwei said, "The place where the master of Sword God Mountain was defeated and died, where his body and head were separated. Have you heard of this?"

The corners of Xiao Yihe's mouth were pursed into a line, and his eyeballs rolled around... Knowing the reason, Master's head was cut off by himself.Why, he chased him through more than a dozen cities for this matter back then, could it be that he still remembers this matter to this day, and can't he settle the score?

"I've never heard of it." He was unhappy, walked around Xue Xuanwei and walked outside.

Xue Xuan persevered and said: "When I found him, he had your aura on him. I didn't dare to miss any clues, so I brought him back to Mount Taichu."

Xiao Yihe secretly sighed in his heart, the little thing has such a sharp nose, he can smell it, and the icicle chains were formed by half of his spirit essence.Hearing that he was innocent on the face, I only hoped that he would quickly expose the matter and stop asking further questions.

However, Xue Xuanwei was not as good as he wanted, and stepped forward: "What happened to Master back then, after all..."

Listening to him opening his mouth and closing his mouth, Master, Xiao Yihe met his gaze, not sure how much he still respected Master, he really didn't want to destroy the noble and holy image of Master in his heart, but he couldn't think of anything else The words that can be prevaricated, after being bored for a while, he simply said directly: "I don't want to say."

Xue Xuan was silent for a long time, then nodded: "Okay."

"..." Xiao Yihe was stunned for a moment, could he be fooled so easily?

Xue Xuan opened the door slightly: "It's getting late, unfortunately there are people taking care of this place, go back to sleep earlier."

Xiao Yihe was led by him to his guest house, he stared at him all the way, couldn't hold back, and asked: "Are you angry?"

Xue Xuanwei: "No."

After thinking about it, Xiao Yihe still explained a little bit: "...I didn't think about how to say it."

Xue Xuanwei: "Well, it's okay."

His reaction was so indifferent, Xiao Yihe inexplicably became more irritable, he couldn't help but stop, reluctant to enter the house.

"...What exactly do you want?"

Xue Xuanwei was very helpless, seeing him frowning, but not knowing how to convince him that he was not angry, so she pulled him over and kissed him on the lips, and finally rubbed against the cleft of his lips, "You don't want to say, Naturally, you have your reasons. There will be plenty of time in the future, so you can think about it slowly."

Xiao Yihe finally calmed down, but suddenly there were several shouts of orders at the door, about "stop", "where to run" and the like.

Baijiayuanzi is really lively tonight, and it doesn't make people calm down at all.

Xue Xuanwei saw a group of people chasing a figure in a hurry, and caught him just in front of the guest house. The man looked young, but there was a large amount of blood on the chest of the Taoist uniform, and he was held down by someone. There was a wail on the ground.

"Let go of me! I don't know! It wasn't mine!"

Xue Xuanwei asked: "What happened?"

A deacon disciple dressed in inner sect training uniform stepped forward, took a few breaths and replied: "Go back to Sect Master Xue, this person killed a disciple in the same room and intends to abscond, we are arresting him and taking him to the Xingwen Hall."

As soon as the disciples on the ground heard about Xing Wen Tang, their faces turned pale. It was a place where there was no way out, and they cried, "I didn't kill anyone! I don't know how he died!"

The deacon disciple reprimanded: "You are covered in blood, how can you deny it!"

The disciple who murdered him refused to admit it to the death, insisting on saying that it was his neighbor who was not used to him and wanted to blame him.Not long after, Jiang Jian heard the news and hurried over.

"Shut up! There's a lot of noise late at night in front of Sect Master Xue, what's the point?!"

Xiao Yihe took a look at Jiang Jian, saw that his eyes were exhausted, and he looked exhausted, so he felt sorry for him for a while.The Bai family is such a big mess, and it is all supported by him, an outsider.

On the contrary, Chong Jiu, the orthodox heir, was relieved of his burden and disappeared.

A quarter of an hour later, several people involved gathered together.

Jiang Jian sat at the side of the hall, reserving the head of the hall for Xue Zongzhu and Chongjiu, but Xue Xuanwei just followed Xiao Yihe to watch the fun, and didn't want to take the seat, and Chongjiu couldn't even invite him three times.Jiang Jian rubbed his eyebrows with his fingers, and stopped waiting, and asked tiredly, "What's going on?"

The "neighborhood disciple" stood up and said, "Senior brother Jiang, many people saw with their own eyes during the day that the two of them had an argument at the dining table during lunch. We started fighting, but we were persuaded to give up. We thought that quarreling in the same family was a common occurrence, and it would be fine after two days, but we didn't expect him to kill people at night!"

"Murderer" shook his head violently: "I didn't! I..."

Jiang Jian looked at the deacon disciples beside him and asked what happened.

The disciple of the deacon replied: "Junior Brother Zheng heard the movement of the fight, and when he opened the door and entered, he saw with his own eyes that he was pinching Junior Brother Zhou's neck, pulling out the dagger from his chest, and still clutching Junior Brother Zhou's glass hairpin in his hand! Obtained, the evidence is as solid as a mountain."

"I'm not, I don't know... Brother Jiang! I really don't know! I was sleeping, and when I woke up, he was dead!"

The deacon disciple asked back: "Then you hold the murder weapon and your hands are covered with blood, how should you explain it?!"

The criminal's eyes turned red, but he couldn't make any sense: "I, I... I don't know, I never thought of killing people... How could I kill people!"

The two disciples carried the body up, Jiang Jian went down and lifted the white cloth to look at it. There was a green mark on his neck, a sharp cut on his left chest, and many marks of struggle on his body, which was indeed consistent with what the neighboring disciple said.

From this point of view, there is indeed ironclad evidence.

Some disciples onlookers whispered: "Senior brother Gao used to be the most kind and friendly. When he saw ants and mole crickets, he would walk around and couldn't bear to trample on them. When my little sister from outside the valley was seriously ill, it was still brother Gao who would save me a month's salary. I'm relieved... I didn't expect him to kill someone."

"You put it that way, Senior Brother Zhou usually treats us well! How do you know that the peace between the two of them in the past is not just pretending? Maybe they have already..."

"Shh, keep your voice down. Maybe this is called knowing the face but not the heart!"

The disciple who committed the crime refused to accept it. Seeing that he would bear a stigma if this continues, he raised his head and said, "I didn't kill anyone. Please brother Jiang confess my grievances!"

Jiang Jian was taken aback: "You want to open your soul and ask for grievances?"

To dissect the soul and inquire about injustice is to take the soul of a stranger out of the body. When you ask the truth, the answer of the soul cannot be fake. However, if the person performing the operation is a little careless, the separated soul may be damaged. It is used in torture, regardless of life and death.

The disciple was quite angry, and he gritted his teeth: "If I plead guilty, I will die——I wish to prove my innocence!"

Xiao Yihe, who was watching the excitement, yawned, and lazily opened his mouth: "Oh, why do you know how to interrogate the soul, but you don't know how to call the spirit to ask the ghost?"

"..." Jiang Jian showed shame.

The Changyang Gate has never been involved in ghosts, and the art of dissecting souls and asking grievances was learned by chance by the ancestors, not to mention others.

"Forget it." Xiao Yihe jumped off the armchair, and pushed the worried Xue Xuanwei back to his seat, then drew a talisman on his palm, and patted the forehead of the corpse, just like what he did in Daichuan City back then. Said, "The wronged ones come out!"

Everyone stared at the dead body on the ground intently.

There was silence in the hall.

Xiao Yihe: "..."

He coughed lightly to cover up, and ordered again: "Come out!"

"........."

"Little thing, I can't cure you anymore." Xiao Yihe rolled up his sleeves, and drew another talisman. Before he could pat it, someone grabbed his shoulder from behind, and he fell back with his head up—just as he was about to get angry, Suddenly, a black spirit rushed out from the corpse, whistling and biting in all directions, narrowly brushing against his face.

Xue Xuanwei pushed him back and swung his sword, the evil spirit was split in two, and it circled on the beam for a while and gradually dissipated.

"What, what's going on!" All the disciples were startled, but they still haven't recovered.

Xiao Yihe condensed his expression: "This person is newly dead, but his body is empty?"

Xue Xuan nodded slightly: "The soul is long gone."

Xiao Yihe reacted suddenly, rushed towards the criminal disciple like lightning, pressed him to the ground with a palm, and pointed, a spiritual power penetrated into the eyebrow of the criminal disciple in an instant, and condensed into several filaments in the body, from The head and neck spread to the extremities.

Under Xiao Yihe's palm, the disciple twitched all over, his pupils opened angrily, and he let out a low roar of pain like a beast.

Jiang Jian also sensed the problem, and turned his head to ask his disciples: "After lunch today, who else has seen the two of them?"

All the disciples were shocked out of their wits by this accident, shook their heads one after another, and kept silent like cicadas.

Xiao Yihe slowly raised his right arm, and everyone stared wide-eyed, watching a black mud-like thing being entangled by Yujie's slender spiritual thread, and pulled out from Senior Brother Gao's head. The black air screamed like it had a nose and eyes, and wriggled and twisted as soon as it came out, trying to break free.

Everyone stepped back three feet quickly, and said in horror: "What is this?"

"Xuan Wei!"

Xiao Yihe pulled out violently, pulling out the black energy by the roots, and the sword light flashed in an instant, matching the sky-clothes seamlessly.

On the ground, Senior Brother Gao had lost consciousness and collapsed.

Jiang Jian asked: "Sect Master Xue, Daoist Master, what exactly is this?"

Xue Xuanwei put the sword back into its sheath: "It's the evil thoughts planted, which give birth to people's negative emotions, so these two disciples are usually gentle, but today they quarreled uncharacteristically. So much so that after the disciple surnamed Zhou died this week, a There is still a trace of evil spirit."

But why is the soul not in the corpse?

Xiao Yihe didn't figure it out, since he arrived in Xinglin City, many things seemed strange.

After looking around, he slapped his forehead suddenly, thinking of someone who was also very strange: "—— Chao Wendao!"