Master, he is nice and soft

Ningzhou is located in the east of Jingzhou, facing the North Sea, with the barren and sparsely populated northern border on its head. The four seasons are very distinct, cold in winter and hot in summer. It is now November, and heavy snow has already fallen in Ningzhou.

Ningzhou has a vast territory, and one state is worth two Youzhous and three Jingzhous. The Xiumen stationed here is naturally Bitingjiang's family, although this happened hundreds of years ago.

It was also because the Jiang family collapsed overnight without warning, and the royal family stationed in Changdu sent a holy majesty to stabilize Ningzhou as soon as possible. Huangfu Yu, who was still a young prince back then, came to temporarily take over the affairs of Ningzhou.

It is also because the Holy Majesty has some skills. In just four or five years, he has supported several local Xiumen in Ningzhou, and all of them are still capable. Right now, these few Xiumen are stationed in Ningzhou.

If foreign monks want to perform actions such as killing demons and subduing ghosts here, they need to inform the local Xiumen in advance. Jiang Yan and the others are here this time to investigate the details of the family. Pass on someone's site.

This is also one of the reasons why Jiang Yan chose to act together with Wu Shancheng. Now that Wu Shancheng plays an important role in the cultivation world, with them playing the role of negotiation, it would be less troublesome.

It was his sister who thought that Wu Shancheng's team leader this time was Jian Zhongqiu.

The person who "supposedly" had a relationship with him.

That relationship was naturally nonsense, and the reason why Jiang Yan couldn't help but get a headache when he thought about it.

Speaking of it, it has something to do with He Xingzhang, the big pig's trotter.

One year, the Zongmen Grand Competition was held in Wushan City. Jiang Yan had just brought back the human soul at that time, and his whole body was terribly weak, but there was no reason why he suddenly ran back alone when everyone arrived.

Fortunately, Spicy Chicken He Xingzhang also knew to bring him food, but He Xingzhang and the others were far away from the mountains and had no habit of participating in the Zongmen Grand Competition, so they had to find a courtyard with weaker defenses to come in.

Coincidentally, that courtyard is the house of Jian Zhongqiu, the chief disciple of Elder Zhuanjing.

Jiang Yan didn't notice at first, and He Xingzhang came and went in a hurry, until the Zongmen Grand Competition was almost over, and Jian Zhongqiu suddenly appeared.

And think that Jiang Yan fell in love with him and was so perverted that he sneaked into his yard to spy on him all day long.

At that time, the meat bun in Jiang Yan's mouth fell off.

As for this shitty matter, it can be resolved within the same day if you explain it clearly, but it turned out to be ambiguous under the muddy mud of Song Tangyun and Elder Zhuanjing, plus the love gu made out of fighting Cheng Ci's medical skills and poisoning skills later, if it weren't for him Jiang Yan also felt that this body and others were unclear.

From the corner of the eye, he glanced at those Wushancheng disciples behind Jian Zhongqiu whose faces were full of gossip, Jiang Yan spent ten percent of his upbringing to keep his face.

What the hell, what happened at the Zongmen Conference last time was made up by unscrupulous reporters again!

No, they are all on the spot. You can't just eat expired melons! ! !

Jian Zhongqiu's not-so-delicate face was also a little embarrassing, Jiang Yan rolled his eyes in his heart, and briefly chatted with him about the two parties' plans, and soon sent someone to chat with the local repairmen.

Under the leadership and help of two enthusiastic disciples of Wushan City, Jiang Yan and the others went directly to the inn where they stayed in Wushan City. Based on the principle of being diligent and frugal to save a lot of money, Jiang Yan kicked Yan Huajing's buttocks and pressed down to choose two doubles. world.

Needless to say, he will definitely live with his apprentice.

He Xingzhang, who was in the form of a boy, turned his head to meet Jiang Yan's gaze, and habitually raised the corners of his mouth to smile.

Damn, no matter what he looks like, an adult or a child, his smile suits him so much.

After tidying up his things a bit, Jiang Yan planned to take the three of them to the Jiang family's ancestral house to see what it looks like now.

It was snowing heavily outside, and most of the monks obeyed inconspicuous rules when they entered the mortal world. The four of Jiang Yan wore thick fur collared fur coats and stepped on the wet green brick road towards the east of Biting City.

It has to be said that his previous family background was really big.

This was Jiang Yan's first thought standing in front of Jiang's mansion.

But it is indeed more dilapidated.

This is second thought.

Even though only the Jiang family can enter the secret realm of the Jiang family, this does not prevent outsiders from raiding houses and yards outside the secret realm for hundreds of years.

If it weren't for the fact that there were no door panels, Jiang Yan estimated that the two vermilion lacquer doors would have to be knocked down and carried away, just look at the gouged door bolts.

Yan Huajing stood in front of the concealed gate, turned his head and glanced at Jiang Yan.

After getting a nod from the other party, Yan Huajing pushed his hand, and the two door panels swung open and opened, revealing the weed-covered front yard.

The snow fell heavily, and the weeds were mostly buried under the thick snow, and occasionally a few withered and yellow branches stood out, making it even more desolate.

The living room facing the gate was empty, not even a stool leg was left, and the window paper was torn. Jiang Yan pulled down the corner of his clothes that was caught by a short shrub, and stepped on the snow-covered There were a few low and crisp sounds from the steps.

"This...it's really clean..."

He looked around, and he could still see the glory of Bitingjiang's family from the mottled varnish on the still imposing carved buildings and painted buildings on the roof of the house. Unfortunately, in this huge yard, there are only frost and snow dead branches left. .

Elder Li Mu and Yan Huajing fumbled to other houses to investigate the situation, while Jiang Yan was still standing under the porch in a daze.

When a crumbling branch fell to the snow layer, He Xingzhang, who had been standing with him for a long time, said:

"Master?"

"Ah?" Jiang Yan turned his head, his face was a little pale from the cold, and he was stunned for a while before he realized, "Oh, it's nothing, I just remembered something about my life here before."

He Xingzhang didn't speak, but stepped forward to stand side by side with him, holding Jiang Yan's finger hanging by his side.

He was a little startled by the coldness of his hands. Although he had long wanted to warm Jiang Yan's hands, he never thought that the ice would shock him.

"I've lived here too... about five or six years? Then I was sent to the top of Buting, and I came back every two or three days every year. The total time I spent here was only seven or eight years."

Jiang Yan's voice was as soft as snowflakes flying in the sky, as if he was muttering to himself.

He didn't speak any more, and He Xingzhang didn't say anything, he just passed the spiritual power into Jiang Yan's palm, and slowly ironed Jiang Yan's whole body.

"what!"

A short exclamation shook off the snow, and Jiang Yan broke away from his emotions in an instant, looked at He Xingzhang, and rushed towards the source of the sound.

The voice was obviously made by Senior Brother Yan. I didn’t expect him to go deep into Jiang’s mansion during this period of time. Jiang Yan was surprised at this direction while driving forward. If I remember correctly, this direction will be the secret of Jiang’s family. land.

Brother Yan has two brushes!

Turning around an elegant corridor, the two turned into an elegant and fresh courtyard. Yan Huajing's voice came from the west room in the courtyard.

But this house...

It seems to be the place where the eldest daughters of the Jiang family live...

As soon as they stepped on the steps of the porch outside the house, both of them stopped.

Because Jiang Yan is of the blood of the Jiang family, he can clearly feel that the Jiang family's enchantment in the room in front of him has been destroyed by an outsider, and he even added the opponent's own formation enchantment to occupy the magpie's nest.

Famous families like the Jiang family usually cover their lair with a barrier of perception. Disciples of the clan with a certain level of cultivation can use this to judge whether there are outsiders invading the clan. This perception enchantment knew in advance that something was wrong with the room in front of him.

And He Xingzhang relies entirely on the perception of the soul. He has been in the ghost world and the demon world several times, and with the experience of wandering in the cultivation world before his death last time, the power of the soul alone can allow him to easily step into the cultivation world. Boundary cultivation is at the forefront.

Elder Mu, who was one step behind them, also stopped a few steps behind them, looking at them solemnly.

"The scale is not big, it should only be as big as this one room." Jiang Yan lowered his voice.

"Yes, and the murderous intent is not heavy, just be careful."

The three walked to the door with light steps, looked at each other, nodded and were about to knock open the half-covered broken wooden door, but the door flew out with a loud "bang" one step ahead of them.

Fortunately, the three of them escaped in time, and the two broken wooden doors flew a few steps away, and landed on the stone path in the courtyard that had not been seen much before, making a muffled sound.

There was a burst of smoke and dust in the room, Yan Huajing coughed from inside, He Xingzhang raised his voice and asked:

"Brother?"

Yan Huajing coughed hard, poohed the fine sand and dust in his mouth a few times, just now a negligent little formation made by some villain, directly fell a big dog gnawing mud.

That's fine, I didn't expect that the formations were set one after the other, and the whole room was densely stacked with the shimmering light from the formations, which made his eyes hurt when he saw it, and it was triggered several times in a row, but it was not a big deal. Just plain annoying.

He cleared his throat: "It's okay, some small formations, I'll go out now."

The three people standing in the courtyard saw a blue-gray figure dangling out of the smoke.

Blue-gray, Jiang Yan nodded.

But Senior Brother Yan was wearing dark blue clothes.

Jiang Yan wailed in his heart for a second.

A black iron fan had already appeared in Elder Li Mu's hand. He Xingzhang was currently using a blindfold, unable to adapt to the majestic aura of Ta Xie, so he could only pull Ping Qing out for emergency.

Jiang Yan is a squishy doctor, there is nothing to do except to take a few steps back and not cause trouble for the two output.

As soon as he pushed back a few steps, his heel seemed to touch something. Jiang Yan looked down and saw that it was a black rope. Following his movements, ethereal bells sounded in the courtyard.

What kind of bad dence is this that looks hard to see? ? ?

Jiang Yan withdrew his feet quickly, and took a few steps closer to He Xingzhang.

"It's the blood bell array in the Bloodbath Palace!"

The well-informed Elder Li Mu explained online, although his tone seemed very unstable.

Jiang Yan shivered and his heart beat faster.

Just as he was about to say something, he saw two enchantments glowing with gentle light fall in front of his eyes.

He Xingzhang, who had recovered to his original state, did not turn his head to look at him, and concentrated on guarding his surroundings, but Jiang Yan suddenly felt relieved.

As for this other layer of glowing red barrier...

As soon as the blue-gray corpse stepped out of the threshold, it was ridden on the face by a yellow talisman flying dragon that flew over from the air. After a few hoarse sounds, it fell to the ground and remained motionless.

"Wow, is there still incense in the Bloodbath Palace that has been dead for hundreds of years?"

It's not clear whether it's sarcasm or pure surprise, accompanied by the clear and clear bells coming from the wall beside the courtyard, Jiang Yan understood, and followed Elder Li Mu's bewildered eyes.

The rumored Merry Fairy, Dacheng of Linxian County, Ruan Lingyu, the originator of Fuxiu, was dressed in red, stepping on the dilapidated tiles of the Jiang family, looking down at the smoky courtyard, looking sharp, beautiful and eye-catching.

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