The grid boss fucks his old business

I found that no matter what I recorded on the first day, it would be cleared on the second day, but those books would still appear in front of me.

It's like it was specially prepared for me, and it will appear in front of me every time.I flipped through them, and every page in these books was written in red letters. This book should not be passed on to the outside world. I was a little scared, but I was not reconciled after all, so I tried and practiced in secret.

It wasn't until I achieved a small degree of skill and saw other people using swordsmanship that I realized that my aura was completely different from theirs.

Then I looked through a lot of classics, and finally confirmed that what I practiced was Death Qi Yin Art. "

Mu Qi looked at Zhao Rong'an and said: "Life and death can't coexist, and it's innate to be able to cultivate which one. I also tried to gather life, but when I touch it, it's like burning with a knife. It hurts so much. But the death The world of cultivating immortals has brought too many disasters, it cannot be tolerated in the world, and I understand the fear of ordinary people."

Which one can cultivate, this is born...

After Mr. Zhuang was confirmed as the murderer, the Ling's resident has gone all out to investigate, so the inn's internal defenses have been weakened, but Zhao Rong'an has always felt a gap in his heart, as if some details were overlooked.

At this moment, Mu Qi's words made Zhao Rong'an enlightened, and he quickly asked: "Did the sword boy in Cangqi Villa request to practice swordsmanship or art?"

"Jiantong is just serving, the cultivation depends entirely on the master."

"Then besides you, is it possible that there are other people in Cangqi Villa who have also practiced Yin Art?"

Mu Qi was startled, he thought that he only confirmed that Mr. Zhuang was the one who killed Xiao Ran and assassinated Zhao Rong'an, so far he couldn't explain how Mr. Zhuang murdered Mu Shoubie.

There may be someone else who wants to kill Mu Shoubie.

However, the person who severely injured Mu Shoubie did not seem to have killed him. He thought it was due to a mistake or a hasty use of the technique.

Mu Qi gritted his teeth and said, "Oops." Pulling Zhao Rong'an to Mu Shou's other residence, he hurriedly sent Zhu Xiang a message for help.

Which sword boy will it be?or all

40. Entry

When Zhao and Mu arrived in front of Mu Shoubie's suite, there were four disciples of the Ling family guarding there. The door of the suite was closed, and nothing unusual could be seen from the outside.

Zhao Rongan went to negotiate and hoped to enter the house.

Disciples of the Ling family remembered this Cangqi swordsman with a tight hat and this overly beautiful Mr. Zhao. Zhu Xiang had explained that these two were cooperating in the case, so there was no need to take precautions, so he knocked on the door of the room and shouted loudly. people.

After knocking a few times, a sword boy's voice came from the room, saying that the young master hadn't woken up yet, and hoped no one would come in to disturb him.

Zhao Rongan frowned, wondering if they had made a mistake in their judgment, but Mu Qi lowered his face and asked the disciple of the Ling family guarding the gate if he had a spare key to enter.

Zhao Rongan was startled, and wondered if Mu Qi had sensed something.

The disciples of the Ling family hesitated. After all, Mr. Zhuang had confirmed that he was the murderer, and the suspicions of the sword boys had been basically released. They could not go to their residences in the name of investigation. Besides, Mu Shoubie's status was there, they I don't want to offend either.

Seeing this situation, Mu Xi was anxious. He really couldn't play the worldly tricks, otherwise he wouldn't have been alone for so many years. He was straightforward and asked Ling's disciples to let them in again.

The disciples of the Ling family were not very happy immediately. After all, Zhu wants them to stay here, and their duty is to prevent irrelevant personnel from entering. It is already presumptuous to help report.

Seeing the hesitation of Ling's disciples, Zhao Rong'an could vaguely understand their concerns, but there is no evidence now, and it is impossible to forcefully break in. If there is a mistake, it will bring big troubles to the diplomacy between the Ling family and Cangqi Villa.

He pressed Mu Qi, who was a little excited, and thought carefully about the similar things he experienced when he traveled to the world of cultivating immortals more than 20 years ago. Are the doctors treated by the young master still busy?"

Zhao Rong'an didn't ask if he was there, but directly asked if he was busy. This was a sure sign. Zhu Xiang had arranged for someone to treat him in the early stage, and now the doctor must also be in the house.

The sword boy inside was silent for a moment and replied: "I am renewing my son's life, please don't disturb me, we are all waiting in the outer room."

There is another layer of rejection in it.

Zhao Rongan said seriously: "Is it really getting worse? Open the door and let us in. I have a treatment method here to dispel the dead energy. I tried it this morning and it worked. I made an appointment with the doctors and come here now. I'm in a hurry."

In fact, it was Zhao Rong'an's nonsense to make an appointment or not. Mu Shoubie's condition had stabilized this morning, and Zhao Rong'an's physical condition was not suitable for performing the breath transfer technique anymore.

But he had to find a half-truth and half-fake reason, so that Jiantong had to let him in.

Sure enough, as soon as these words came out, the people inside fell silent again.

The disciple of the Ling family at the door had been guarding here in the morning, knowing that Zhao Rong'an and Mu Qi had rescued Mu Shou, he immediately believed it, fearing that it would really delay the matter, he helped to raise his voice and let the sword boy in the house let in.

The people in the room seemed a little impatient and said: "Only you can come in, too many people will disturb the young master."

Zhao Rongan said again: "Mu Xianyou is also with me, without him I can't perform."

"No! Young Master doesn't like him!"

The reaction was strong. Zhao Rongan and Mu Qi glanced at each other. Mu Qi subconsciously pulled Zhao Rongan and signaled that he must not try the danger alone. It was his first concern.

Mu Qi retorted loudly: "Since your young master is not awake, he won't be able to see you. We will leave immediately after we finish."

"You can't come in!" Jiantong's attitude became more and more determined.

The direction of this conversation was really weird, full of all kinds of disharmony, and the disciple of the Ling family guarding the gate also felt that something was wrong.

Ling's disciples were also afraid that Master Zhao would go in and something would happen, so one of them took Mu Qi to a place far away from the residence, and said to him: "I major in illusion, and I wanted to enter Ling's Wuyou before. There are too many, I was almost on fire, and I came to Yizhou because I couldn't get in. How about I change into Master Zhao's appearance for you, and you go in and have a look first? If there is no problem, then go in with Master Zhao?"

Wuyou is Ling's intelligence organization. The intelligence network and personnel spread all over the world of cultivating immortals. Mu Qi has admired its name for a long time.He heard what this disciple said was quite reasonable, and began to hesitate whether to adopt this strategy.

"It's feasible." At this time, Zhu Xiang's voice interjected. When he came in a hurry, he spread his life to investigate, so he knew what happened just now. What surprised him was that his life couldn't sneak into Mu Shoubie. In the case of suite inspection, there is probably something wrong with this situation.

Zhu Xiang also considered forcibly entering, but Mu Shoubie and a few doctors from the Ling family were all in the room, so they couldn't take risks, lest the despicable people hurt others.

When Mu Qi asked him for help before, in addition to asking Zhu Xiang to directly ask Wang Zaixing for verification through the Wang family talisman, he also confessed that he had practiced death energy for follow-up cooperation.

Although Zhu Xiang still has some concerns about him in his heart, but according to the current situation, it would be best for Mu Qi, who is familiar with Yin art, to lead the battle.

Zhu Xiang floated in front of Mu Qi and said, "I'll perform illusions for you." After speaking, he performed the magic tricks, and in an instant, Mu Qi even copied Zhao Rong'an's appearance with his clothes.

Zhu Xiang took care of Mu Xi's rejection of life when performing it, and only attached the spell to the surface of the skin and clothing, so Mu Xi didn't feel any discomfort.

The disciples of the Ling family were stunned, and really admired their boss.

After agreeing to Jiantong's request that only one person could enter, the door was finally opened a small crack. In the middle of the night, there was only a small dim yellow lamp lit inside, and it was impossible to see clearly through the crack of the door.

Mu Qi put the saber into the exquisite bag so as not to reveal his secrets.He smiled at Zhao Rong'an, indicating that there is no need to worry, and then entered the room alone.

As soon as Mu Qi entered the room, the door behind him was immediately closed and locked. Before his eyes could adapt to the dark light in the room, he felt a finger stabbing the back of his head, and a trace of death came from it, piercing into his head. Mu Qi Immediately, he lost his mobility and fell to the ground.

His eyes were closed, and he seemed to be in a state of confusion.Two sword boys dragged him up, dragged him to the wall of the hall and placed him at random.Afterwards, the two sword boys started talking to each other strangely.

One said: "Master Zhao, please go here."

Another short reply: "Okay."

This reply imitated Zhao Rongan's tone, quite similar.

The people outside the door were terrified when they heard it, and they dared not speak, for fear of scaring the snake.

In the room, the task of the two sword boys seemed to have been completed, and they stood obediently by the wall without moving.

A black mist escaped from the fingertips of Mu Qi who was collapsed on the ground. The mist was thin and spread to the entire hall with lightning speed. The mist seemed to be psychic, cleverly bypassing the furniture and beams, Slowly wrapping around the bodies of the sluggish sword boys in the house like a vicious snake.

Mu Qi opened his eyes in a dark corner, stood up and looked around.

Mu Shoubie acts luxuriously, and booked this is the best suite in Rugui Inn. The hall is well decorated, with a screen partition at the head of the hall. There is a complete set of carved tables and chairs in the hall for entertaining guests, and there are landscape, flower and bird calligraphy and paintings on the wall , in the name of matching Cangqi Fengya.

At this time, some of the calligraphy and paintings in the hall were removed and replaced with talismans.

There are sixteen talismans posted on each of the four walls, a total of 64. Mu Qi once saw it in Cang Qi's collection. For disturbing use, the biggest advantage of this formation is that it can be deployed at any time, and can be undone at any time.Later, it was sold to various sects, but the price was high and it was not widely used.

This also explains why when Mu Shoubie's accident happened, Mu Qi was next door but couldn't feel the insidious magic.

Mu Shoubie walked up to a sword boy nearby. The sword boy looked straight ahead with no expression on his face. He had already been murdered and turned into a puppet.

The cultivation level of being a puppet is much lower than that of Mu Qi, so Mu Qi can easily confuse the puppet sword boy when he casts the spell just now, so even if he is in front of him, he cannot be recognized.

He recited a secret formula to make the death energy that had just penetrated into the puppet's body swim away, like a secret explorer, carefully collecting information about the death energy of the puppet master and feeding it back to Mu Qi.

Puppet art is also divided into difficulty and difficulty in Yin art. The kind used on Jiantong is not a high-level Yin art. It simply destroys the opponent's thinking logic and requisitions the body to do things for it. On the contrary, the puppet will fall into a permanent deep sleep until the body festers and dies naturally, which can be described as a simple, rude and merciless black art.

Using the puppet technique for beginners shows that the practitioner's practice direction is biased towards control. Who taught it?

Mu Qi counted the puppets in the hall, there were six in total, but Mu Jin and Mu Mian were not among them?They are the murderers?

There is no wind in the house, and occasionally you can hear the crackling sound of the candle flame exploding. The spar lamps have been destroyed, the spar in the wick has been taken away, and you can faintly smell the delicate fragrance of flowers. Mu Qi looks around this strange environment.

He suddenly noticed a short screen on the side of the hall, with a talisman on it, and a square bench behind it. In the dark, he could probably see a human foot on the bench.

Mu Xi restrained his breath and moved forward, the long sword was out of the sheath unconsciously and held in the palm of his hand, Mu Shoubie didn't know life and death, the two sword boys didn't know where to go, all changes could happen at any time.

The atmosphere was dignified, and the dark environment made people tense. Mu Qi made a probing formula, and a trace of lifeless air tentatively pierced through the protection of the air barrier talisman and penetrated behind the screen.

The dead air floated up the bench and touched a lying person.This person was not made into a puppet, but was cast into a deep sleep.

This person has never practiced any spells, only the remaining sword energy shows that he has practiced some rough sword techniques, but there is a kit on his waist, the side of the bag was torn, and a faint breath escaped, but it was too strong Weak, it dissipated before leaving the surrounding area of ​​the kit.

Mu Xi realized that this was Cangqi Mountain Villa's pouch for help, and most of the fragrance of flowers that he smelled just now came from the pouch, but the difference in strength between the enemy and us, the future and the complete tear would have already been brought down.

After confirming that this is not the enemy, Mu Qi's hanging heart was relieved, he went around to the side of the screen, and burned the dead energy inside to illuminate it.

At the moment when the dead air was burning, Mu Xi saw through the fleeting light that it was the more lively sword boy playing the flute, who seemed to be called Mu Jin. His flute was broken on the ground, leaving a thin layer of dead air .

It should have resisted, but the other party still did not kill Mu Jin.

Mu Qi turned his head to look at the other six sword boy puppets who were already dead in the hall, and had a guess in his mind.

The dead air exuded by Mu Qi in the hall suddenly moved, and suddenly turned back to Mu Qi's side.

During the three years of Mu Qi's search for a benefactor, he studied and practiced the most probing spells, and this is the alarm mechanism of the probing spell, and when he retreated in anger, someone else started to operate the sword boy puppet.

Mu Qi turned back to the place where the puppet had placed him at first, and lay down again, making himself appear to be in a coma.

If there really was a sword boy puppet to drag him up, Mu Qi quietly attached the probing technique to the puppet's eyes, making the puppet his eyes.

Mu Xi saw that two puppets were dragging him to the master bedroom where Mu Shoubie lived, and the other four were staring at him intently, looking a little pale and scary under the dim light.

The puppet was not as dexterous as a living person, dragging people forward, regardless of the corner furniture, bumped into the furniture several times, and Mu Qi was also knocked several times.

When they reached the door of the master bedroom, they dragged people in without skill. Fortunately, the door was not closed, so they would not bump their heads against the door.

This puppet art practice is really too late, Mu Xi sighed in his heart.

41. Survive

The moment he entered the bedroom, Mu Qi was ready to face the bloody room.But what came oncoming was the breath of life that filled the room.

The breath was so gentle that it softened the atmosphere in the room.

The bedroom is different from the dimness of the hall, and several spar lamps are lit, and a heating stove is lit, making the whole room warm and bright.

The puppet sword boy dragged Mu Qi to the center of the room, then stopped, waiting for the master's next order.

Through the puppet's eyes, Mu Xi saw that the house was cleaned and tidy, and the walls were pasted with common sound-proof symbols in addition to air-proof symbols.

Two doctors from the Ling family were standing by the bed, performing spells to treat Mu Shoubie who was still sleeping.

The two healers were filled with black energy, and Mu Xi recognized it as a puppet technique controlled by hypnosis. This technique does not destroy people's spirits, but it will make people obey orders in a short period of time, compared to the puppet sword boy The Yin technique on the body is much more advanced.

Mu Xi immediately realized that the room full of life belonged to the two doctors.These two doctors are not top-notch in medical skills, and now they are forced to pour out their vitality, and they are already on the verge of collapse.

As for the sword boy Mu Mian, he was kneeling facing Mu Shoubie at this moment, his body was straight, and he didn't show his usual weakness at all.

"Put people down, you can get out now." Mu Mian ordered coldly, the puppet threw Mu Qi to the ground, and then actually started rolling out the door on the ground.

The puppet's limbs were poor in flexibility, which was ridiculous. Mu Qi couldn't bear the rotating angle of view, so he withdrew the probing technique.

"Close the door." Mu Mian gave the order, and the puppet Jiantong who had just rolled out obediently came back and closed the door.

Mu Xi was shocked, this Mu Mian actually hated his companion so much.

Mu Qi was lying on the ground with his eyes closed and couldn't see the indoor scene. He could only hear Mu Mian standing up and walking towards him step by step.

As he approached, Mu Mian's dead breath came over, and he said, "Zhao An, listen to my orders and do our best to treat Mu Shoubie."

Mu Qi sensed that this was hypnosis, he opened his eyes, and breathed out the breath of death in his body. This breath was so strong that it instantly swallowed up the illusion of life attached to the body surface that Zhu Xiang cast.

Mu Mian was shocked to see that Zhao An in front of him faded into Mu Qi's appearance. Before he could react, a sharp sword was already placed around his neck. This sword is Cang Qi's most common entry-level weapon. Lie Jianqi has blocked Mu Mian's actions, and he can't move for a while.

Mu Qi's sword intent became stronger, and two streams of dead air pointed directly at the doctor beside the bed, interrupting Mu Mian's control, and the doctor passed out on the ground and was finally not drained, saving his life.

"Mu Qi!" Mu Mian gritted his teeth.

"Don't worry, Mu Shou Farewell, we will save you."

Mu Mian narrowed his eyes, looked directly at Mu Xi and said, "Your suspicion has been cleared, why bother with such trivial matters."

Mu Qi said in a righteous voice: "Because you are killing people, you killed Liu Jiantong."

"I deserve to be killed!" Mu Mian was exasperated, and his emotions began to agitate.

"You never killed Mu Shoubye."

When Mu Mian heard this, he calmed down instead. Instead of replying to Mu Qi, he said, "You are practicing yin art, so the breath of life cannot be touched."

Mu Qi frowned, not knowing what he was going to say.

Mu Mian smiled: "Mu Qi, I've heard about you from my son's side. You are an untalented gentry boy who is pushed out and raped. Don't you feel sad and don't want to resist? Why don't you cooperate with me?"

Mu Qi shook his head and said, "The way is different, I have my own way."

Mu Mian sarcastically said: "Your way? Is it homeless and impoverished? Or join the royal family? Shame is shameless in the world. How long can you work for it?"

Mu Qi's heart trembled. Zhao Rong'an treated him like a friend. He gave Zhao Rong'an a sword talisman, and now he fulfilled his promise to escort him. Has the person who made the spectrum left?"

Mu Qi just asked unintentionally, but Mu Mian was careful, and what he heard was that he was extracting a confession, and immediately said coldly: "The world of cultivating immortals treats me cruelly, so what if I serve others! Do you know that the six sword boys outside used to How do you look down on me and give me a hard time! And you know what kind of life I lived in Cangqi before! You are a son of a noble family, if you don’t take you seriously, you will never be punished to death. You Naturally, I can't understand what those sanctimonious hypocrites will do to people like me, who have a low status like me!"

Mu Mian ignored the sharp sword on his neck and the afterimage of the sword aura all over his body, and rolled up the sleeve of his right hand despite being scratched by the sword.

Under the sleeve is an arm full of burns, the burn marks go up the forearm until the shoulder is submerged in other places covered by the clothes, and there is a penetrating scar near the wrist, Mu Xi can see it immediately I knew it was a sword wound.

Mu Mian raised his eyebrows and said: "When I was young, I was picked up by Cangqi Mountain Villa. Seeing that I had no qualifications, they asked me to work as a helper in the kitchen. One day, a drunk Cangqi disciple broke in and insisted on pulling me to practice swords. Unclear, it pierced my arm, I panicked and ran out, he was afraid that I would file a complaint, so he pushed me into the kitchen, and I fell on the coals that boiled the water, that’s it.”

Mu Xi couldn't bear it, and asked: "Cangqi Villa still has rules, didn't they punish them?"

Mu Mian snorted coldly and said, "That's Cang Qi's official disciple, but he was punished as a symbol and imprisoned for three months. My right arm's tendon was useless, and later on it was difficult to learn even basic sword moves. The sword energy sprinkles flowers for the young master."

Speaking of Mu Shou's farewell, Mu Mian's expression gradually softened: "Thank you too. During the trial in Cangqi's Fushan Lanhai Tower, the young master saw that I was pitiful, so he accepted me as a sword boy and asked Mu Jin to teach me Swordsmanship..."

This hateful person is also pitiful, Mu Qi sighed, and the sword intent in his hand eased.

But at this moment, a sudden change occurred, Mu Mian's death aura rose sharply, and he suddenly attacked Mu Qi. Mu Qi was caught off guard, and Mu Mian took the opportunity to escape, and his figure rushed into the hall in agitation.

Mu Xi was in a bad mood, turned his sword, broke the air barrier in the room, gave a signal that the hostages outside the room were unharmed, and then followed into the hall.

Zhu Xiang and Zhao Rongan waited anxiously outside the house, only to feel the death energy surging violently in the house, knowing that Mu Qi had already fought against each other, Zhu Xiang hurriedly ordered to attack, Zhao Rongan was worried that Mu Qi Anwei would also follow in.

Before Mu Qi arrived in the hall, the sword energy had already arrived, and the sword energy cut through the talisman papers all over the room. When Mu Qi returned to the hall, he saw Mu Mian standing alone in the middle of the hall, surrounded by six sword boys. The corpse really didn't leave any life behind.

"When I saw you, I knew I couldn't run away, but these six people have bullied me and must die before me."

When Mu Qi saw Mu Mian who was smiling weakly saying such words, his heart was full of weirdness and sadness.

The door of the room was broken, and the surging breath of life from Ling's disciples swept away the air of death in the room. Mu Mian smiled softly at Mu Qi, and said, "Don't even think about getting any information from me."

A hole burst open in Mu Mian's chest, the main artery was broken, blood sprayed out, and spread for a long distance, and the sweet smell mixed with the smell of iron scattered all over the room.

Mu Mian looked at the door of Mu Shoubie's room, and smiled, very gently.

Mu Qi had never seen such a scene before, so he was stunned on the spot until Mu Mian's body fell down, lying in a pool of blood, the blood spread all over the ground, and even flowed to the bodies of the six sword boys.

There was also the sound of someone falling to the ground behind Mu Qi. Startled, Mu Qi turned around suddenly, and saw Zhao Rongan curled up on the ground holding his head, staring at Mu Mian's body, his eyes seemed to be in some kind of hysteria.

Mu Qi was startled, and was about to run to see him, and the disciples of the Ling family beside Zhao Rongan also wanted to check.

But there was one person who was faster than them, and before everyone could react, he had knelt down, hugged Zhao Rongan's shoulders, and fed him. Mu Xi took a closer look, and saw that this person was dressed in light purple clothes, which was an ordinary disciple of the Ling family. It was Ling Chu, the patriarch of the Ling family.

Ling Chu has traveled a lot in the world of cultivating immortals, but he always has various identities, so none of the disciples of the Ling family here know him.Only Zhu Xiangjian was shocked, but the head of the family looked like a private visit in a micro-service, and it was not easy to expose, and arranged for everyone to handle the on-site affairs in a serious manner.

Ling Chu relieved Zhao Rongan with ease, and after a while, Zhao Rongan fell asleep peacefully.

"Ling... Wang Xianyou, is Master Zhao okay?" Mu Qi asked worriedly.

Ling Chu shook his head: "It's fine for now, Mu Qi, thank you for your hard work."

"I...in fact, I didn't do a good job." Mu Xi felt a little guilty.

"very good already."

Yizhou is adjacent to Yishui, and there is a lake in the water, and there is a boat beside the lake, and two people on the boat are looking at the waning moon on a winter night.

"Brother Zhuang~ Look at this romantic girl, it's really pretty~" The voice was coquettish but it was a male voice.

This person was wearing a water-red robe, lying on the bow of the boat, and pointed at the red plum blossoms in full bloom on a tree beside the Zhu with enchanting movements.

However, the person who heard this didn't pay attention to him, and sat silently on the other side of the boat, closing his eyes and not even looking at the man pointing at the flower.

The man in the water-red dress said boringly, then raised his hand to catch the falling snowflakes.

However, before a single snowflake was caught, he heard Mr. Zhuang say, "We can go."

The phoenix eyes in the water-red clothes swept away, and said jokingly: "I won't wait for your apprentice to complete the entry task~"

Mr. Zhuang glanced at him indifferently, and replied: "He is dead."

"Ouch~ That's such a pity, you created two opportunities for him, and you even acted as a silly scholar~ hee hee~ I can laugh about this for a year~" The man in red hid his face and smiled. happy.

Mr. Zhuang didn't pay any attention to it, and used spells to urge Zhou to leave.

This flat boat sailed along the water, and within a short distance, it dehydrated and soared into the sky, unfolded its wings, and galloped across the sky.

You can get a glimpse of the peculiarity of the equipment and the mystery of the technique.

But in the dead of night, no one is there, only the waning moon can see this spectacle.

42. People who used to be

Ling Chu carried him to another larger inn room on the grounds of taking care of Zhao Rong'an, and Mu Qi lived alone in the room that was reserved at that time.

There were too many things to do last night, after everything was cleared, it was almost morning when Mu Qi returned to the bedroom, he washed his face with cold water and wanted to rest for a while.But when I closed my eyes, the scene at night was in my mind, which made my mood more and more complicated, so I decided not to sleep at all, and went directly to the front hall to get some hot water.

When passing by the courtyard of the residence, Mu Qi saw Mu Shoubie sitting on a stone chair in a daze. Last night after Lingchu arrived, he rescued Mu Shoubie. He is now awake and can walk around.

Because of the unpleasantness before, Mu Qi didn't intend to greet him, and was about to walk through the courtyard, but heard Mu Shoubie calling him behind him: "Mu Qi."

This time, it was Young Master Meng who didn't say anything this time, Mu Qi stopped and looked back at him.

Seeing that Mu Qi had really stopped, Mu Shou hesitated instead, as if he wanted to say something.

Instead, Mu Qi asked, "Brother Shoubie, what do you want me to do?"

After all, Mu Shoubie was proud, and when others asked, he lost his coyness and said bluntly: "Before, my attitude was not very good. Thank you for your rescue last night."

Although Mu Shoubie was spoiled with high regard, he received an orthodox education since he was a child, and his grievances and grievances are clear.

Mu Qi shook his head and said, "I didn't help much, Mu Mian didn't intend to kill you."

Mu Shoubie sighed and said, "I know. Although I didn't wake up last night, I was still conscious. I didn't sense any killing intent from the sword energy in my body."

Mu Qi suddenly became nervous: "Are you conscious? Then you know..." Do you know that I practice Yin Art?Mu Xi wanted to ask, but was afraid that there would be no money here.

Mu Shoubie could see Mu Qi's worries and said: "I sensed two kinds of death energy, and I probably guessed a little bit, but don't worry, I won't say anything. I just want to prove that you were able to defeat me by surprise back then. Isn't it because of the practice of death energy?"

Mu Xi said calmly: "Yes."

"It's really hidden, so that's why you were expelled from Cangqi?"

"No comment"

Mu Shoubie regretted, "I overstepped."

Mu Qi and Mu Shou had nothing to say and were about to leave, but they heard Mu Shou say something like nothing: "Mu Mian is only a few years younger than you and me..."

When Mu Qi heard Mu Mian, he immediately thought of that young man's accusation against Cang Qi, his hateful eyes, and his farewell to Mu Shou before he died.

"He will remember you until his death, will you bring his body back to Cangqi?" Mu Xi asked.

Mu Shoubie hesitated: "Maybe, if possible, I will take him back to bury him."

While Mu Shoubie is the master of Mu Mian, he is also the first disciple of the owner of Cangqi Mountain Villa. His status is too high, and many people look at him.Mu Mian practiced yin arts and even killed people, which is not a glorious thing after all.

Mu Xi didn't continue talking with Mu Shoubie, and left after a hasty farewell ceremony.

There were quite a few servants lined up in the water room in the front hall, and Jian Tong Mu Jin was among them. He was the first in line, so he asked for an extra pot for Mu Qi who was late.

"Here you are." Mu Jin handed over the hot water, which Mu Xi harvested today, and the second goodwill from Cangqi Villa.

"Little friend Mu Jin, do you know that Mu Mian was once stabbed through the arm?"

"How did you know?"

Mu Qi didn't answer his question, but asked again: "The assailant really only stayed in confinement for three months?"

Mu Jin nodded and said: "Yes, the young master can't see it, so he was accepted as a sword boy at that time. But that person died during the confinement."

Mu Xi was a little surprised: "Dead?"

Mu Jin was a little puzzled, but the young master said that Mu Qi helped this time, so he should be more polite to him, and replied politely: "Yes, maybe something went wrong during the retreat."

Without further delay, he took the water and left.Now he is the only one left among the eight sword boys, he is really busy.

Mu Jin left, but Mu Qi couldn't calm down. He thought about the puppet control technique Mu Mian used, and the forces Mu Mian said he wanted to work for.But now that both parties involved have passed away, no one will recall this old event anymore.

Mu Xi spread out his left hand, looking at the intact palm, what Mu Mian said before his death flashed in his heart: You are a son of a noble family, if you don't take you seriously, you will never be punished to death.

Are you really not going to go to hell?The gentry is about to stand on the opposite side of Cangqi Villa, and the malice in people's hearts will only exceed your imagination.

Mu Xi suddenly realized that his thoughts were starting to go astray, he silently recited a few Cangqi sword formulas to calm himself down, and finally regained his composure.

He also remembered that Ling Chu, Zhao Rong'an, and the others should still be resting. This time Ling Chu came here in disguise, and it would be inconvenient without an attendant to prepare trivial matters, so he took the hot water he had just obtained and sent it to them.

It was Ling Chu who came to open the door. Master Ling's complexion was not very good, and he was still wearing the clothes of last night. Obviously he hadn't slept all night. He expressed his thanks and said that Zhao Rongan hadn't woken up until now.

Seeing Ling Chu's sad face, Mu Qi left without disturbing her.

Ling Chu got hot water, warmed the towel, and carefully wiped Zhao Rongan's face on the bed.Zhao Rong'an didn't know what he had dreamed of, he was sweating profusely, and clenched his hands tightly.

Probably because he was close to the next memory sealing point, triggering some memories, but what scene did he see, how did he get to this point?While holding Zhao Rongan's hand, Ling Chu carefully conveyed his breath again, trying to relieve his discomfort, while recalling the past between him and Zhao Rongan, guessing what he dreamed of now.

After a while, Zhu Xiang knocked on the door again, and he reported that the owner of Cangqi Mountain Villa had come to pick up his beloved apprentice Mu Shoubie to go back to recuperate, and said that Mu Shouyi should go to Shenling City instead of Mu Shoubie.

Ling Chu listened casually, and let Zhu Xiang deal with it by himself.

Zhu Xiang was very helpless, but Master Ling was not focused on business, so he had to work hard to receive him.

There were sporadic things happening in the backyard again, Ling Chu thought it was noisy and set up a soundproof formation.

Time passed without knowing it, and news came from Shenling City. It was Ling Zhan who asked him where he had gone, and asked him to return to Shenling to take charge of the overall situation.

Ling Zhan is Ling Chu's cousin, weak in body and mediocre in cultivation, but good at management. When Ling Chu is not in Shenling, he will take care of many matters.

Although this monk Ling Zhan is not very powerful, he has an extremely powerful adopted son, Ling Xi, the famous god of war in the world of cultivating immortals.

Ling Xi has no father and no mother. No one knows his origin except Ling Chu and Ling Zhan. However, he is extremely talented and capable. He can kill enemies at the age of seven and kill thousands of people at the age of 13. By the time he is 20 years old, he has become a world-renowned man. A rare general.

He is the sharp blade and strong wall of Shenling City, with him around, no one would dare to take Shenling's idea.

But he hadn't appeared in front of everyone for a long time, so it was rumored that he could learn side by side with him in this trial of Wanfa Pavilion, which made the majority of immortal cultivators flock to him.

But what exactly is the Ling family planning?In fact, many people are also speculating privately.

Ling Chu briefly replied to his younger brother's message, still holding Zhao Rong'an's hand to convey his interest.

Time is running out, and the monks in the world of cultivating immortals have already gone to Shenling one after another. Before sunset at the latest, if Zhao Rongan is not awake again, Ling Chu intends to take him directly to Shenling, instead of detouring Qiyang.

Don't worry about the memory, Zhao Rongan can't have anything.

Just as Ling Chu was thinking and planning, Zhao Rongan finally woke up.

His expression was down, as if he was very sad, Ling Chu helped him to sit up, and was about to pour him a glass of water, but Zhao Rongan hugged him, and said in a trembling voice: "You are fine, fortunately you are fine. "

Ling Chu suddenly realized what Zhao Rongan was thinking of, his expression softened, he hugged Zhao Rongan and patted his shoulder, comforting him: "I'm fine, you just had a nightmare."

Hearing Ling Chu's words, Zhao Rong'an realized that this is the real world.

Ling Chu called him cautiously and tentatively: "Then?"

Zhao Rongan responded, "Yes."

"How much do you remember?"

"I can't connect some fragments. I have to go to Qiyang. I know the memory is there."

Ling Chu said in relief: "It's nothing, take your time, I'll take you there in a while."

Zhao Rongan said apologetically, "Ling Chu, I've been causing you trouble."

Ling Chu smiled and said, "Nothing, I'll take you there, this time I don't need the Yujian Talisman."

Zhao Rongan laughed, he turned over and got up, Ling Chu kept supporting him.Suddenly Zhao Rongan asked: "Have you heard of Wang Shen? He also has a younger brother named Wang Qian, who is your cousin."

Zhao Rong'an's first memory of Shenling City came from Wang Shen who bought him from Songbeixing, so he was deeply impressed, and couldn't help but want to know