Surprise! The popular villain is actually Long Aotian's wife

Huanyi pinched the corner of her coarse linen clothes and whimpered in a pretentious manner.

Qi Wu Yue: "Stop acting like a spoiled child and don't wait for me to kick you."

Happy: “!”

The little girl quickly ran away with the small basket in her arms.

……

Five male cultivators wearing ochre-yellow sect robes surrounded a beautiful female cultivator in the middle.

"Don't be afraid, Junior Sister Miaoyu. I will definitely keep you safe on this trip."

"What nonsense are you talking about? When did Junior Sister Miaoyu ever need your protection?" One of the cold-faced men pulled away the male cultivator who was trying to show his courtesy.

"If I don't need you, how can I still count on you?" The male cultivator was instantly displeased.

Seeing the smoke of war between the two, the female cultivator named Miaoyu had to speak up to smooth things over: "Senior Brother Zhang, Senior Brother Li, please stop arguing. We are here to lure out the ghost cultivators. The tasks assigned by the elders are more important."

The ghost cultivators captured women wantonly, but their real lair was well hidden.

Everyone wants the million-dollar bounty, and the Chiyan Sect, as the most powerful sect in the two-star city, will naturally not let it go.

Many sects have sent disciples to explore this place before, but none of them returned.

But if the higher-ups in the sect come forward, those ghost cultivators are not stupid and they would all shrink back and not show up.

The plan of the Red Flame Sect was to use Miao Yu as bait, pretending to be abducted by the ghost cultivator, and then crush the positioning talisman stone when they found the ghost cultivator's lair.

At the same time, a body-changing talisman was pasted on the backs of the other five disciples.

The talisman connects several of the most powerful ancestors and elders in the sect, so once the location of the ghost cultivator's lair is exposed, it can be destroyed in an instant.

Click.

There was a crisp sound of dead branches breaking from behind the corner of the wall. Several people were instantly alert, drew their magic swords and shouted.

"Who's there! Come out!"

Huanyi poked her head out from behind the corner holding a small basket. She was wearing dirty linen clothes and had a thin and yellow face, looking pitiful as if she was not full.

She said timidly: "Sister, do you want to buy orange blossoms?"

Miao Yu saw that it was a little girl, and her eyes lit up: "Brother, bring her here."

After a while, our sister Xiaoyi was surrounded by a group of people.

Miao Yu looked at her carefully for a while and decided: "Bring her up as well. This way the chance of attracting ghost cultivators will be greater."

Several senior brothers quickly praised her: "Junior sister is really smart."

Huanyi rolled her eyes secretly. What a coincidence, the boss had the same idea.

With the professionalism to act out her role well, Huanyi stretched out her dusty little hand and touched Miaoyu's skirt.

While pulling, she pretended to cry: "My beautiful sister has a kind heart. Why don't you buy some orange blossoms? Orange blossoms are fragrant and they suit my sister best."

There were several black finger marks on her clean skirt, and Miaoyu went crazy instantly: "Kid! Stop it! Stop it!"

Huanyi cried with snot and tears, rubbing them on her skirt: "Sister, buy me one, sister, buy me one..."

"Get out of here, you're so dirty, don't rub yourself on my clothes, what are you standing there for, hurry up and grab that damn kid!"

Huanyi secretly exerted force, and several brothers around Miaoyu were unable to hold her back.

The second before Shui Lingling's big snot hit the ribbon on her skirt, Miao Yu completely surrendered.

"Kid! Stop it! I'll buy it!"

"Is it not okay for me to buy it? Hurry and put your snot away!"

……

Miaoyu took the handkerchief, frowned and wiped the black fingerprints on her skirt desperately.

Across from her, Huan Yi opened her big watery eyes, blinking, with an innocent look on her face, "Sister, my orange blossoms are very cheap. Such a big basket only costs 200 spirit stones."

Hearing this, Senior Brother Zhang, who was about to open his storage bag to pretend to be rich, trembled violently: "It's so expensive! You are blackmailing me!"

Huan Yi hung her head and asked in a surprised voice, "How could it be! Brother, can't you afford it?"

As soon as these words came out, the other disciples looked at Senior Brother Zhang with mocking eyes: "Zhang Ping, you can't even take out the money to buy flowers?"

Even Junior Sister Miaoyu looked at him with suspicion. Zhang Ping's face turned red and he shouted, "Bullshit! I was thinking how could a 200 spirit stone worth of a bastard be worthy of Junior Sister."

He pretended to be calm and threw a bag to Huanyi: "Kid, take it! There are three hundred spirit stones in it!"

Noticing that Zhang Ping's hands were shaking from the pain, Huan Yi untied the bag and scanned it before putting it in her pocket with a smile, "Thank you, brother."

On the way ahead, Huanyi was driven by Miaoyu to the front to lead the way.

The group left the town and walked through the dense forest that blocked out the sun.

Miao Yu warned fiercely: "Listen carefully, kid, you'd better behave yourself and stop crying and yelling to annoy others. Maybe if I'm in a good mood, I will save your life from the ghost cultivator."

He was so happy when he got three hundred spirit stones.

Forget it. After my master and the others have wiped out the ghost cultivators, I will take the child away with me. This will mean that she has contributed a lot by acting as bait.

This saves this guy from having money but no life to spend it.

Huan Yi's eyes moved slightly, but she turned around and pretended to be panicked: "What kind of ghost cultivator is this! Fairy sister, I'm scared."

"Get away kid, you are so dirty, don't rub against me!"

Huanyi's eyes were filled with tears: "I'm scared~"

"Are you still waiting for me to lead the way for you? Stop talking and lead the way!" Miao Yu pretended to be fierce.

Huanyi lifted her sleeves and sniffed secretly as she walked.

vomit.

Her expression was all screwed up.

So choking.

What the hell is this crappy herb, Brother Xiao? The taste is simply indescribable.

She walked aimlessly, looking up and around, trying to find any trace of Qi Wu Yue.

The eldest says don’t worry about them, they have hidden means and will stay with her.

But will we lose him?

Just as Huan Yi was daydreaming, vines intertwined in the deep forest, blocking out the sun, and a series of crisp sounds like wind chimes could be heard faintly from the dark shadows.

The voice was crisp, yet also had a strange ethereal quality.

Just like... the porch curtain made of hand bones at home when I was a child, every time the wind blew, it would make such an ethereal and crisp sound.

So she was familiar with the sound of bones colliding.

It is pleasant and light.

The sound was getting closer and closer, as if it was right next to my ear.

The gazes of Miaoyu and several fellow brothers became increasingly distracted and out of focus.

while walking.

A group of people, thump thump.

Plant onions one by one.

Only Huanyi was left: "..."

The methods used by ghost cultivators are mostly aimed at the soul, and they tend to stimulate it with mental power, so ordinary cultivators rarely have the means to resist.

Huanyi was immune to this kind of hallucinogenic sound waves since she was a baby because her mother used to sing them as lullabies to her.

thump.

Someone flicked Huanyi's brow with a finger, and it felt slightly cool like jade.

Qi Wu Yue couldn't help but tap her forehead: What are you standing there for? You're going to faint soon.

Huanyi was startled, and quickly closed her eyes and fell to the ground pretending to faint.

After everyone in the group fell to the ground, a few white shadows slowly emerged from the depths of the shadows.

Each of the white shadows was tall and thin, wrapped in white linen, and fluttered silently.

The paper fire banners they held were fluttered by the wind, making whimpering ghostly sounds, and in the other hand they held a string of gray skulls, which made strange crisp sounds when shaken.

Several ghost figures wearing white linen clothes floated in front of the group of people who had fallen to the ground and waved the paper fire banners in their hands.

The light paper-made fire banner instantly turned into a long white snake, wrapping around the unconscious disciple.

A ghost shadow rolled up one person, and the joy was left, with no place to roll.

The leading ghost hesitated for a second, bent down, grabbed her, and carried her on his shoulder.

After doing all this, the group of ghosts floated back the same way they came.

He had no idea that just two meters away, there were two living people who saw everything clearly.

With the help of headbands and invisibility charms, they concealed their breath and figures, and followed leisurely.

One of them was holding an umbrella.

Qi Wu Yue and Xiao Lin followed the ghost team and followed them through several ghost walls.

This fully illustrates that if you follow Brother Ghost, you will not encounter any ghost walls.

Until the ghost team stopped in front of a dilapidated bridge.

To be precise, it can no longer be called a bridge.

The wooden board was left with only a few remnants after being exposed to wind and sun, and the only rope was made of some unknown animal skin. Over time, some parts of it had been worn into a thin line.

Like a zither string, it trembles when the wind blows and seems to be about to collapse.

Not to mention being able to support a person walking on it, even a slightly heavier bird would be crushed if it landed on it.

You don't have to walk to cross the bridge, you can use floating methods like a ghost.

Carrying a monk does not affect the elegance of her floating posture.

Qi Wu Yue and the others could use magic weapons to fly over, but the problem was that there were two ghosts standing guard on the opposite side. Once they used their spiritual power, their aura would be exposed.

One after another, ghosts floated over from the rope, and the ghost carrying joy finally stepped onto the suspension bridge without planks.

creak.

His shoulders sank suddenly.

The ghost, which was originally floating in the air, dropped a lot in the air, as if it was dropped by a heavy object.

The leading ghost's head, wrapped in white cloth, turned half a circle; his body did not move, only his head turned to the back.

He silently stared with his dark eye sockets at Huan Yi, who had just woken up and was being carried on his shoulders.

Huan Yi turned her head and looked at the leading ghost, and was the first to speak: "Why are you looking at me? I have always been this weight."

She questioned the ghost: "Are your arms weak?"