What should I do if the salted fish cannon fodder mistakenly raised the villain as a cub?

Ren Ren was led to a small courtyard in the back mountain. This place is different from the buildings in front, the style is very ordinary, no different from the mansions where ordinary people live.

"Everyone rest here for the time being. We will arrange for someone to contact the sect. This matter is not trivial, and our Jing family also attaches great importance to it."

Tang Tang cupped his hands: "Thank you for taking care of your family, I'm sorry."

The Jing family disciple smiled and opened the door for them: "This courtyard was originally built by Qing Xuanzun, and it is used to receive distinguished guests from the Qinghe Sect on weekdays."

Song Xianzhi had never heard of Qing Xuanzun's name, so he elbowed Yan Shu next to him and asked, "Xiao Shu, who is this Qing Xuanzun?"

Yan Shu heard Song Xianzhi calling his name, but he punched Senior Brother Shen with his hand, and was speechless for a while.

Shen Duo was pushed on the waist by Song Lianzhi, looking at the round back of the man's head, the corners of his lips curled up slightly.

"Brother..."

The magnetic male voice blew in his ears, Song Yanzhi shrank his neck, turned his head and looked at Shen Duo with some complaints, his voice was not loud: "Why? Can you speak less suddenly next time?"

Shen Duo pinched Song Yanzhi's sleeve with his hands: "Brother misunderstood, I just want to answer your question."

"This Qing Xuanzun is one of the famous cultivators in the history of the Qinghe Sect. He is best at the art of talismans. In the early years, he became a Taoist couple with the Jing family's daughter.

Therefore, he lived here permanently, but it was a pity that both Qingxuanzun and his wife died in the secret realm of Huahai in Jianyuan decades ago. "

Song Xianzhi nodded clearly, but suddenly realized that he was asking Yan Shu just now, why is Shen Duo explaining to him here?

"Xiaoshu?" Song Xianzhi called out.

"Brother, I'm behind you..." Yan Shu said weakly.

Well, I made a mistake, Song Xianzhi pretended to be a quail, hung his head and stopped talking.

Although the other courtyard is not big, there are enough rooms.

There is a small ancestral hall in the middle, which enshrines some people whom Song Xianzhi doesn't recognize, and only Qingxuanzun and his wife are enshrined in the center.

Night, night falls.

Except for the sound of the waterfall coming from a distance, the surrounding area was quiet and there was not a trace of human voice.

Song Xianzhi lay on the bed tossing and turning, obviously a little sleepy, but he couldn't fall asleep anyway, when he closed his eyes, there were densely packed millipedes in front of his eyes.

At this moment, there was a sound of moths flapping their wings outside the window, one by two, more and more dense.

The light in the room dimmed, and the light that originally came in from the window was completely covered.

Song Xianzhi sat up, only to see many dark shadows outside the house.

Summoning the saber that he carried with him, Song Xianzhi recited the sword formula silently in his heart, preparing his momentum.

He knew that the Jing family was not a good thing!

It was only the first day, and I couldn't help but want to get rid of them.

During the day, Tang Tang had clearly stated his position in front of the head of the family. The Jing family should have trapped them here and wanted to catch them all in order to prevent future troubles.

After a whistle soaring into the sky, those moths began to hit the doors and windows without fear of death. The crackling sound was as dense as raindrops, and the blood smeared, and soon soaked the white window paper.

Song Xianzhi used his sword movement to use Feixue's first move, and cut a path before the moth broke through the window.

To be on the safe side, Yan Shu had been arranged to live next door to him, at the moment when one of the Song titles went out, he went straight to Yan Shu's room.

It seemed that the moths all over the mountain had been summoned here, and the others had already entered the combat state, and the sounds of pianos and swords were mixed together.

When Song Xianzhi rushed in, Yan Shu was hiding in the quilt, wrapping himself tightly.

"Xiaoshu!" Song Xian stepped forward, cutting off a thick layer of moths attached to it with a sword.

There were already several holes in the quilt, but they were not broken at all, and the strict technique inside was intact.

Song Lianzhi pulled him up, put him on his back, swung his sword, and said, "Don't be afraid, wrap up the quilt, and I'll take you out!"

The noise of the moths was so loud that Song Xianzhi had to shout at the top of his voice.

Outside the house, Guan Er anxiously called Song Xianzhi's name, and the flame in his mouth burned all the moths around him to death in an instant, but these moths appeared out of nowhere, as if they would never be burned out.

Song Xianzhi supported the not-so-small Yan Shu with one hand, and performed the third form of Feixue, which directly froze all the moths in the room.

Outside the house, the dead moths had already been spread on the ground, and it took everyone half a cup of tea to clean up the moths.

"These are not ordinary moths, but carrion moths, which are usually found in mass graves. They have poison in their mouths. Are you all not injured?" Bai Jingyi put the piano back on his back and asked with concern.

Song Xianzhi looked at his arm, the sleeves were pecked hole after hole, but luckily no arm was hurt.

"Xiao Shu, are you okay?" Song Xianzhi put the person on his back down and asked.

Yan Shu shook his head, and said in a muffled voice, "I'm fine, brother, thank you for coming to save me..."

Song Xianzhi cast a cleansing spell on himself, heard this and rubbed his head, smiled lightly: "You're welcome."

After Guan Er finished disposing of the remaining moths around him, he rushed over quickly and threw himself into Song Xianzhi's arms: "Song Song, are you okay! I just kept telling you not to answer!"

Song Xianzhi looked at the others in embarrassment, and tore off Guan Er from his body again, "It's okay, what could be the matter, it was just too loud and I didn't hear it."

When Guan Er heard this, he patted his chest exaggeratedly: "Phew, it's a good thing you're fine, otherwise wouldn't you be a widow if you were a husband?"

The corner of Song Xianzhi's mouth twitched violently, wishing he could slap him on the back of the head a few more times.

Looking at the exchange between the two, Bai Jingyi thought to himself, what kind of pot should match what kind of lid, this flamboyant fox can only be matched with a bitch like Song Zhizhi.

He retracted his gaze in a happy mood, but unexpectedly met those wolf-like eyes again.

Bai Jingyi was startled by the sight, and the smile on his face froze a bit.

This Shen Duo would always give him a feeling that he could see through everything, as if he had nothing to hide in front of him.

No, Bai Jingyi shook his head in his heart.

Shen Duo likes himself, it can be seen from the time when he desperately came to the cave to save himself, it seems that he should just like him, maybe he thinks too much.

When Bai Jingyi raised his eyes again, Shen Duo had already turned his eyes away, not knowing what he was looking at.

Bai Jingyi followed his line of sight and saw that Song Xianzhi was arguing with the fox in public.

I don't know what he said, but Song Xianzhi smiled with his lips curled up. Under the moonlight, his outline was outlined very softly, and there was a hint of surprise?

Bai Jingyi's complexion suddenly sank.

Impossible, it should be just a matter of angle, he can't become prettier, he will never be prettier than himself in his life!

Thinking of this, Bai Jingyi got a little emotional, and blurted out, "Senior Brother Song!"

Song Xianzhi turned his face, his smile hadn't had time to hide.

Seeing this familiar dry and ugly face, Bai Jingyi's heart finally sank, and his smile was somewhat genuine.

Song Xianzhi was puzzled, why did Bai Jingyi suddenly change his temper today and take the initiative to talk to him?

"Brother Bai, what's the matter?"

Bai Jingyi smiled gently, and when the night wind blew past, he brushed his hair just right, which attracted several amazing gasps from around.

"I see Brother Song's clothes are torn. It's cold in the mountains at night. I have clean ones here. You can change them first." He said, took out his white clothes, and handed them to Song Xianzhi.

Song Xianzhi couldn't figure out why this man suddenly cared about him, but he had already taken out his clothes, and he couldn't face him in public, so he took them with both hands and thanked him.

After the people from the Jing family released the corpse moths, there was no movement. After some inquiring, they found out that this courtyard had been set up as a barrier, and it was impossible to break through it from the inside.

The few outer disciples who voluntarily stayed were a little desperate.

"Although the strength of the Jing family is not as strong as the Qinghe sect, we only have a few people, so we are no match for so many of them!"

"Yeah, I'm afraid this corpse moth is just an appetizer. They locked us here, there must be something more terrifying!"

"I don't want to die...I really don't want to die! I regret it...I want to go home!"

"Why, knowing that the Jing family is not a good person, why did you come here?! When we met them in Osmanthus Town, we should have run away!"

Xu Xiao was irritated by the quarrel, and opened his mouth to curse back: "Trash! Do you think you can escape from Osmanthus Town?! The Jing family covers the sky with one hand in Jiuduanshan. It can be said that as long as we enter here, our lives will be over. It's in their hands."

"If you don't enter the tiger's den, you won't catch a tiger's cub. Instead of dying in that small town for no apparent reason, it's better to come here and find out!"

Xu Xiao's words stunned them all.

Song Xianzhi changed his clothes and came out, what he saw was such a scene.

The three outer disciples sat on the ground dejectedly, and one even cried while hugging his head.

Song Xianzhi also knows that the current situation is not optimistic, but Tang Tang and Bai Jingyi are the protagonists, and according to the law, they will definitely be able to go out in the end.Therefore, there must be some other life hidden in this courtyard.

The thick pile of corpse moths smelled bad at all, and it was not easy to stay on the ground. The doors of several rooms that had been knocked down a long time ago were not doors, and the windows were not windows.

They went to the ancestral hall together, planning to wait there for the next change.

The ancestral hall is not big, with various memorial tablets in the front, and a short wall in the back, and there is a back mountain after going around. There are two doors on the left and right, but they are all locked, and there are incomprehensible runes on the locks.

The thing inside this door might be the glimmer of life, Song Lianzhi stretched out his hand to touch it, but he obviously felt a blockage, with a little force, it would bounce back.

"These are ancient runes. They are divided into upper and lower sentences. They should be left behind by Qing Xuanzun when he built this place. If you can't answer the next sentence, this lock will never be opened."