I Just Want To Be Quiet

Chapter 147 Great Harvest! (Fourth! Seeking subscription!)

Three days later, outside the Han’s Villa, a hidden corner.

Peiling broke through the ground at night.

[Withered Heart Technique] It can only be used for a quarter of an hour at a time. In order to prevent being detected by the Blood River Sword, during these three days, whenever there is a wind and grass, he will immediately use the Withered Heart technique. It seems that the effect is very good now, and the Blood River Sword has not found him until now.

“Huh?” After Pei Ling looked around vigilantly, he was suddenly startled, “The battle is broken?”

The Han’s Villa is sheltered by a large array of Yin-Shui phantom lotus. Originally from his position, he could only see the vast water pool, at most a corner of the gate tower.

But at this moment, when he looked up, the entire Han’s Villa stood in front of him.

Peiling suddenly remembered that three days ago, not long after he had just buried himself, he heard a huge noise from outside, and even the ground shuddered.

Because of stability (cong) and health (heart), instead of going out to check the situation, Pei Ling buried herself a little deeper, without showing up at all.

Now that the Yinshui Magic Lotus array was broken, I realized that something must have happened!

“Quickly return to the sect!” Thinking of this, Pei Ling did not hesitate, immediately transported the blood ghost escape method, and ran in the direction of Sect.

After escaping for a while, looking at the Han’s Villa further and further behind him, he was finally sure that the Villa Grand Formation was really gone!

After thinking about it for a while, Peiling suddenly turned and fell into a mountain col below.

It didn’t take long to catch a few wild wolves from the mountains, and then took them back to the vicinity of the villa, and threw the wolves into the villa far away.

After staying outside for three days and nights, every night I could hear the howling of wolves from inside the village, and there were even some other beasts rushing over the mountains and rushing towards inside the village.

Pei Ling finally relaxed.

“Sure enough!”

“The dispute between Han Sigu and Curse Ghost is over!”

“The movement six days ago should have been caused by the fighting between the two of them. Now the big formation has been opened, and it must be the work of the winner. I pretended to be dead outside the village, but I escaped the catastrophe.”

“The wild wolf that was put in hasn’t died so far, and there are even some other carnivorous and even scavenging beasts who have taken the initiative to enter, presumably there is no danger in Zhuangzi.”

“Whether it is Han Sigu, or cursing a ghost… no matter who won, he has now left the Han’s Villa.”

“Although the treasure house of Han’s Villa has been searched once by me, there must be a lot of valuable property in such a large villa!”

Thinking of this, Pei Ling pulled out the Baili Escape Talisman from Zheng Jingshan from the storage bag, held it tightly in his hand, and then cautiously walked into the villa.

He walked through the gatehouse, and the first thing he saw was the front yard.

The main hall, the study room, the martial arts field… have all been razed to the ground. The original spiritual gathering place, not only the Spiritual Qi disappears, but there is even a Killing intent vaguely transpired.

This kind of Killing intent is harmful to the cultivator, and even the birds and beasts are not willing to approach. Only some poisonous insects are very fond of them.

Going further, I saw that the wild wolves were eating more than a dozen corpses with skeletons left.

Judging from the torn robes around, it was Zhang Shuo and others.

Peiling sighed, killed the wild wolf, put away everyone’s storage bags and weapons, burned everyone’s corpses with cold marrow fire and buried them on the spot.

Passing through the front yard is the lotus pond.

The pool here has dried up, and the original lush vegetation has withered without a trace. Perhaps because of the destruction of the great formation, the gate of the treasure house is bare-exposed.

Peiling looked at it for a moment, grabbed a wild deer from a nearby area and threw it in, listening for a while, only the call of the wild deer and the sound of knocking over objects, there was no other movement, so he felt relieved.

The ground was messy, and many places still left traces of the rush to ransack him with Dong Caiwei and Tang Nanzhai. Obviously, no one else had entered since they entered.

Pei Ling was not polite this time, and swept away all the remaining things!

He just picked up a dozen people’s storage pouches, because his Cultivation Base came up, and after forcibly opened it, it was completely fit.

After moving all the resources, Pei Ling was surprised. If Han Sigu had won, even if he planned to leave the Han’s Villa, why didn’t he even clean up the treasure house? Is it possible that in this fight, the one who wins is the curse?

He speeded up and went to the ancestral hall to check.

As soon as I arrived near the ancestral hall, I saw a large tree standing in the ruins in front of the ancestral hall.

Lifestealer Wood!

Pei Ling stopped abruptly, so scared that he almost urged the Baili Escape Charm on the spot.

But immediately found that there was no ghost wood aura, and there was no intention to attack, and he couldn’t help but startled slightly.

After hesitating for a while, Peiling picked up a stone and threw it at the ghost wood.

Bang.

A piece of the bark of the ghost wood was knocked off, exposing the dry trunk inside.

“Dead?” Pei Ling was startled, and immediately happy, but still cautiously bypassed the ghost wood and came to the ruins of the ancestral hall.

Soon, he saw three bodies: Tang Nanzhai, Dong Caiwei, and Han Sigu!

“Sure enough, the curse ghost won.” Pei Ling sighed slightly in her heart, and immediately stepped forward and put away Tang Nanzhai’s storage bag, and took Dong Caiwei’s storage bag. At this moment, he found that Dong Caiwei was in one of his hands. , Seems to be holding something tightly.

Because the corpse was already stiff, it took Peiling a lot of work to take out the thing and found it was a special Jade Slip.

At a glance, it is exactly the method of the Heavenly Dao Foundation Building!

Quickly put Jade Slip away carefully, Pei Ling walked to Han Sigu’s side and was about to search for the body, but saw the Blood River Sword fell beside him, but he had lost all his spirituality, and even the sword body was covered with a layer of dust. .

Peiling was shocked immediately and hurriedly picked it up to take a closer look.

That’s right, it’s the Blood River Sword!

But if the curse of the ghosts wins the Dao, the full of possessions may be meaningless to him, but how can the blood river sword representing Han Sigu’s “Tao” not be taken away?

Surprised, Pei Ling quickly found the storage pouch on Han Sigu. After putting it away, he tentatively stimulated the Blood River Sword intent. Seeing that the Blood River Sword didn’t react at all, she relieved her heart and groaned slightly: “The Blood River Sword is Han Sigu’s natal Flying Sword. Han Sigu is dead, and the Blood River Sword cannot live alone.”

“However, even if this Flying Sword is completely spiritual, it’s worth a lot on the basis of its own material.”

“Whether it was demolished with casting technique or shot privately, it was a huge sum of money…”

Thinking of this, Pei Ling picked up the Blood River Sword and dug three pits nearby to bury Han Sigu, Tang Nanzhai and Dong Caiwei respectively.

After being buried, he inserted the Blood River Sword in front of Han Si’s ancient tomb and said, “Master and servant, you will accompany your master at last.”

Then he walked to the tomb of Tang Nanzhai, took out a bottle of wine from the storage bag, poured it on the ground slowly, and sighed, “Brother Tang, go all the way.”

Although Tang Nanzhai had shot him, frankly speaking, he still admired this kind of captain.

And if it hadn’t been for this Senior Brother Tang to provide information about the Blood River Sword, he hadn’t been so smooth to the end.

After paying homage to Tang Nanzhai, Pei Ling walked to Dong Caiwei’s tomb, sighed slightly, and said: “I’m sorry, Senior Sister Dong, Brother Lu has no bones left and cannot be buried together for you, but I hope you can meet again under the nine springs.”

After speaking, he waved his hand and took the Blood River Sword into his palm: “Well, you have finished with your old master, let’s go.”