Zhuxian Ertianhuo

Luyang City, a prosperous place in Youzhou, is full of high-rise buildings and businessmen.There are huge crowds of people on the streets and alleys, and they are constantly coming and going.

At this moment, Yan Xiaoan was in the busiest street, and he looked dazed.

He touched his face, then looked at his clothes, there was nothing wrong!

Did these two people really see a living ghost, or did they have some kind of emergency?

Yan Xiaoan put down the things in his hands, ignored the pedestrians around him, and took a step forward to see what happened to these two people. If they really suffered from some kind of insanity, it is best to use some medical skills to heal them, don't bite them. to innocent pedestrians.

As soon as Yan Xiaoan moved, the golden bell around his waist swayed, and the clear and clear sound echoed in the alleys and streets.

The stunned Taoist and the frightened old man seemed to be stimulated by something again in an instant, they all trembled and stared at the sound.

A golden bell doesn't look strange.

Seeing that the behavior of the two of them was too weird, Yan Xiaoan subconsciously followed their gazes and lowered her head, and glanced at Jinling, there was nothing wrong with it!

Stretching out his fingers and dialing the golden bell, there was another pleasant "ringing" sound

Looking up at the two of them again, their eyeballs were about to pop out, covered with bloodshot eyes.Especially the Taoist, who looks like an angry dog, that is, Yan Xiaoan, who would be so scared that he couldn't open his eyes if any other children of the same age would cry.

Did the ringtone stimulate the condition?Yan Xiaoan didn't dare to enter again, and stood still.

The two of them stared straight at the golden bell on Yan Xiaoan's waist, completely frightened.

For a while, Yan Xiaoan stood in the field with the Taoist and the old physicist, and no one moved.

quiet!

The silence is a little scary.

Even at this moment, the streets are full of traffic and voices.

Quiet is like a precursor to something going to explode.

really!

"Ah!!" A deafening cry came out from the old man's mouth like a howling wolf.

At the same time as the sound came out, the two turned around and ran away. Before the people around could turn around to check what happened just now, the two knocked over a bunch of passers-by in a straight line with the sound of howling wolves, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Yan Xiaoan covered her ears and stared blankly for a long time.

The pedestrians who were knocked down were all over the ground, lying in a mess.Yan Xiaoan scratched her head, she didn't know who those two people were, they must be cultivators, they didn't care if they knocked over a group of pedestrians.But their behavior is too strange.

The unlucky man lying on the ground said hey, hey, it took him a long time to get up, his mouth was full of curses

"What's wrong with seeing a ghost in broad daylight? Are you in a rush to die?"

Not long after, the surrounding pedestrians also gathered around and pointed.

Yan Xiaoan saw that everyone was here to join in the fun, and after a while, he would surround himself inside, so he should leave quickly.

He picked up the things on the ground, turned two streets, and found a place with few people.Only then did I slowly recollect what happened just now, and shook my head, not knowing what happened to those two people.

He untied the golden bell around his waist, held it in the palm of his hand, and watched carefully against the sun.Just now it further stimulated those two people, what magic power does this bell have?

Ever since Yan Xiaoan got the bell, she just used it as a keepsake, except for keeping it as a plaything, and never seriously observed it.

Today, put it facing the bright sunshine, and gently tap and stroke it with your fingers.Under the flickering sun, it only emits a faint light, and it still looks simple and unpretentious, ordinary and unremarkable.But Yan Xiaoan frowned, feeling that there was something wrong with the material.

Although ordinary golden bells are called golden bells, they are made of brass and mixed with other metals, so they are not very precious. That's why Yan Xiaoan dared to hang them around his waist every day in the caravan.And the sound of this golden bell is extremely crisp, and the melodious sound is like fairy music, which is absolutely impossible for brass, but for a while Yan Xiaoan couldn't tell what material it was made of.

When I was looking inside the golden bell, I suddenly found words on the inner wall!

"Acacia Bell"

"It seems that this bell is called Hehuan Bell. Could it have some origin?"

Yan Xiaoan thought for a while, put away the bell, and turned two streets.It's late autumn now, and winter will be here soon, Yan Xiaoan begged for a small piece of cotton from an old lady who made cotton clothes, and stuffed the bell tightly.After shaking it hard, there was no sound, and then it was hung back on the waist.

Then I found a big restaurant in the busiest street, with a tall building and a wide door, hung with many guises, a gold-plated plaque, and two big characters written in flamboyant characters: "Yuan Lai"

Yan Xiaoan looked grand, but didn't care too much. He went straight in and ordered a large table of dishes, had a good meal, went upstairs after eating, and fell asleep. He was a little tired from practicing using magic weapons these days , intending to rest and continue northward.Don't bother with other things.

However, there was more than one strange thing in this day.

One day, a woman covered with a black veil came to Luyang City and visited countless inns in the city, but she didn't want to stay in them, but was looking for a boy who looked like a girl about 11 years old.

But this is not what Yan Xiaoan can know.

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Turning around countless street corners in Luyang City, in the depths of an inconspicuous alley, the old physicist was sitting panting against the corner, with the green bamboo stick with the word "immortal guiding the way" hanging beside him.

I don't know whether he and the dog-like Taoist ran away separately, or who threw the other away, and the Taoist was nowhere to be seen.

After a while, the old man finally recovered his breath, but suddenly he was taken aback, twisted his neck, stretched out his hand and scratched his head, "Why am I running?"

"Ah." After a while, he sighed, and his face suddenly became congealed, and the panic and confusion just now disappeared in an instant.

Frowning tightly, he muttered to himself.

"Could it be that Baguio girl's soul returned to the underworld, reincarnated, and then returned to the mundane world?"

"No, no, no!" He said no three times in a row. "It's too short a time and he's a boy again."

The old physiognomy suddenly stood up, and a gust of wind came from the ground. The white robe on his body fluttered unceasingly, and he was graceful and unrestrained, like an immortal descended from the world, majestic and majestic.

"No, I'm going to find him!"

In autumn, the clouds are light and the sky is high, and the clear sky is as blue as washing. The old physiognomy looked up at the distant sky with clear eyes.In the silent place, there seems to be a gaze soaring up to the sky, exhausting Qingming.

I don't know if there is a pair of eyes staring at all beings at the end of the sky, in the dark depths that no one knows.

In the wind, his green bamboo stick fell to the side, without even looking at it.

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The sun was westward, and Yan Xiaoan woke up from her sleep.With the burden on his back, he left the "Yuanlai" restaurant, and was about to leave Luyang by the north gate.

At this moment, suddenly there was a loud shout from the front of the street, interspersed with a few scolding, and before he could react, a large group of people rushed over, and in the rush, he could only hear faintly Someone whispered: "What's going on, it seems to be the seventh young master of the Su family?"

"Yeah, isn't she just a poor girl? How could the seventh young master of the Su family go to trouble her?"

No matter how many people there were, they couldn't hear them anymore. The crowd gathered around and soon formed a big circle in front of them. Yan Xiaoan frowned, looked at the tightly packed crowd, and shook his head slightly.He thought to himself, it's a good thing that he ran fast in the morning, otherwise he would be surrounded inside, and he would not be able to leave even if he wanted to.

The chatter among the crowd subsided quickly, and the onlookers were probably watching the fun, so when he passed by the crowd, he could clearly hear a man's voice coming from the crowd , with a bit of anger, he yelled coldly: "You are deliberately making a fool of yourself in the street here, and deliberately making our Su family look bad?"

Yan Xiaoan froze for a moment, then turned his head to look at the crowd, with his keen eyes and ears, he could only hear the low sobbing of a little girl in the crowd.

"Why does the Su family have such a woman? Ten years ago, there was another woman who sold her body to bury her mother here."

"Shut up, I heard that she entered the Qingyun sect, the Su family stopped mentioning it a long time ago, you don't want to live anymore?" Only the voices of discussion in the crowd gradually rose.

Yan Xiaoan stopped in her tracks, frowned, and stopped moving forward.

"Crack!" There was a crisp sound!Suppressing all the muffled voices of discussion, at the same time, the crowd hurried out of the way, and a girl who looked about ten years old rolled out.

Rolling to Yan Xiaoan's feet, he could clearly see that the little girl's clothes were made of inferior fabrics, and there were many torn and broken places.He looks handsome, but his face is a bit dirty, and he can't see the original color of his face, but now he can clearly see five bright red palm prints on his small face.

Yan Xiaoan suddenly became angry.When had he seen such a scene?In the past, the neighbors in Qilidong were harmonious, how could there be bullying and bullying the weak?At this moment, the left hand clenched hard, the knuckles turned white, and the sleeve of the right hand was black, but there was a sleeve separating it. In addition, everyone's attention was now on the little girl who was beaten, and no one paid attention to him.Yan Xiaoan's eyes flickered, and after a while, he breathed calmly, and the black glow gradually receded, but his clenched fist did not let go.

A young man came out from the crowd, followed by four or five people, and the surrounding crowd gave way one after another.He walked straight up to the little girl, his eyes swept across the ground, with an expression of indescribable disgust on his face, during this time his eyes swept across Yan Xiaoan who was caught in the crowd, and he didn't care about it. The spectators around just stared at the little girl fiercely, and smiled sarcastically, "Father died, your unreasonable mother still came to make trouble, and even your family's surnames were given by our Su family. But since you are so hard Begging to know, then I will tell you, your mother was thrown in a mass grave."

The little girl just gritted her teeth and sobbed in a low voice from the beginning until she was slapped hard, but just after hearing this, she burst into tears and yelled indistinctly, "Mom...mother ..."

Then he suddenly said loudly to the surrounding crowd: "Listen well, she is an evil slave kicked out by our Su family, whoever helps her is against our Su family, you can decide for yourself!"

After finishing speaking, after sneering twice, the seventh young master of the Su family turned around and wanted to walk away. The surrounding crowd watched from a distance and whispered, but no one came closer.

At this moment, a green shadow suddenly rushed out from the crowd, like an arrow leaving the string.One kick flew up, and kicked directly on the back of the Seventh Young Master, and there was only a squeak, and the Seventh Young Master was like a kite with a broken string, flying more than ten feet high, and the blood sprayed like mist.

Taking advantage of the momentum, Lu Ying turned around, picked up the little girl on the ground, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The incident happened suddenly, the four or five servants beside him were so startled that they didn't react, and allowed the Seventh Young Master to fall from the sky, falling straight down with a bang.Looking at him again, his eyes were wide open, he vomited blood, I don't know how many bones have been broken, the spine may have been broken, and he probably won't survive.

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The little girl only felt a flash of green shadow, and then she entered a warm embrace, as if she flew into the sky in an instant, she tried her best to open her tearful eyes, and saw an immature face in the haze.

That glance, that moment, seems to have become an eternal moment that freezes time