soul repair

two days ago.

Song Guzhui took Mo Zhongxian away from Baiping Town, met Ji Qingyan by the stream ten miles away, and gave an overview of what happened.Ji Qingyan didn't say much, just asked: "How is Bai Yuanwai usually?"

Mo Zhongxian quickly said: "Although he is in business, he has a bold temperament and is quite trustworthy in the village."

A pampered daughter of the Bai family would fall in love with his elder brother. This matter is a bit irrelevant, but members of the Bai family are willing to keep their promises, and Mo Zhongxian and Mo Boxian are both willing, so outsiders naturally can't say anything.Ji Qingyan pondered for a moment, then said: "Let Tsing Yi report the letter, the person who listened to the soul has been found. Then let Tsing Yi explore the bottom of Bai Yuanwai, and find out how Miss Bai's family treats Mo Boxian."

Song Guzhui knew that Ji Qingyan was always cautious in doing things, so he took out a blue piece of paper from his bosom, wrote a few lines, and burned it.The piece of paper turned into a puff of green smoke and drifted away to the east. Mo Zhongxian didn't dare to make a noise, but just stared at the two of them intently.

Because with Mo Zhongxian, who had no cultivation base, his actions were naturally much slower. When he arrived outside Luohe, it was already late at night two days later.According to the rules of the sect, Mo Zhongxian was not allowed to enter the Shangqing Palace, so Ji Qingyan asked Song Guzhui to accompany him to temporarily live outside Luohe, and bring him in after he went back to report to the old Palace Master.

Mo Zhongxian was very obedient, he didn't say a word, but he could see that he was looking forward to it, and he just stayed quietly beside Song Guzhui.

The two stayed overnight in the dense forest between the mountains. Song Guzhui lit a torch and said, "Soul cultivators are extremely cruel when killing people. They slowly penetrate into the soul of a person. Sometimes it takes more than an hour to torture a person to death. The soul Unable to bear the torment, screaming shrilly, most likely becoming a ghost trying to kill the soul cultivator, then you follow the sound and lead us to chase, and you will be able to find the whereabouts of the soul cultivator."

"You mean, you couldn't find it yourself?"

"It's hard to find. The people who died had nothing special in appearance, and their family members thought they died suddenly due to illness, and most of them buried them hastily. As long as the soul cultivators didn't kill people continuously around without any scruples, few people would suspect that their deaths were strange, even if they thought there was something wrong, I can't find anything. Soul cultivators are no different from ordinary people in appearance, hiding in the crowd is difficult to track down, so people like you who can listen to souls are what we have always needed."

Mo Zhongxian said shyly: "I always thought I was half a ghost since I was a child, and I never thought I could be useful." After speaking, he opened his eyes wide, and his face, which was originally scary and thin, now had a brilliance and became charming. some.

Suddenly, there was a burst of fallen leaves flying around, and the rustling of the wind came. Song Guzhui tilted his head, and there was a fire in the distance, and someone was flying over quickly.Song Gu chased away and pulled him to stand up, standing in the wind.They were outside Shangqing at the moment, Song Gu chased him down without worrying about his safety, he protected Mo Zhongxian behind him, and just looked in the direction of the person coming.

But for a moment, the surrounding fire was shining in the sky, and more than a dozen people had already come near the two of them.

The leader was half covered, wearing a purple tunic, and a strange-shaped pendant on his left ear. His voice was cold and emotionless: "Deacon Song, is this the person who listens to the soul?"

Song Guzhui thought inwardly that something was wrong, but there was no emotion on his face: "It turns out to be the envoy of red sandalwood."

The people from Red Sandalwood Palace unexpectedly arrived.

"I heard that you got a soul listener, and the Red Sandalwood Palace sent us to pick him up."

Mo Zhongxian's face turned pale with fright when he saw this group of people. Song Guzhui squeezed his wrist tightly like iron tongs. Mo Zhongxian's teeth chattered from the pain, and he dared not speak.

Song Guzhui could only delay the time as much as possible at this time: "The envoy Zitan came from a long distance, he must be exhausted, why not wait for our Palace Master to come out, so that I can entertain you."

The red sandalwood envoy didn't make a sound, suddenly a chain appeared in his hand, lightly swayed it around Mo Zhongxian's ankle, and gently pulled towards him.

Mo Zhongxian uttered a cry of fear, his body flew in the air, his left wrist was held by Song Guzhui, but his right ankle was pulled by the chain towards Zitanshi.

Song Guzhui's wide sleeves fluttered, hugged Mo Zhongxian in his arms, and said in a low voice, "Emissary Zitan, don't worry, everything will be decided when our palace lord comes."

Mo Zhongxian flicked his feet in fright, but he couldn't kick off the chain on his ankle, and hugged Song Guzhui's neck tightly: "Who are they? I won't go, I won't go!"

"I won't let you go either." Song Guzhui whispered softly, looking around calmly.With his own strength, he definitely can't compete with so many people. The disciples patrolling the Shangqing Palace should have seen the fire here at this time, and they will be able to come here soon.

He pulled the chain and said loudly: "The Red Sandalwood Palace must also want this person to be whole. If you and I fight, he will definitely be injured. Why don't the Red Sandalwood envoy speak kindly?"

At this moment, there was a whistling wind from the direction of the Shangqing Palace. The Red Sandalwood Envoy looked up and saw twenty or thirty disciples appearing in the bottomless thick mountains. Tall, with a cold expression, holding a black broken sword, it is Mo Baiqi, the lord of Congyuan Palace.

The red sandalwood envoy put away the chain: "The Shangqing Palace found a soul listener, let's pick him up and go to the Central Plains."

Red Sandalwood Palace was aggressive, at that time Sanchen didn't want to make any troubles, indeed he had promised that if he found the soul listener, he would be sent to the Central Plains.I didn't expect that someone would come to beg him so soon before he came in.

Mo Baiqi said: "This matter still needs to be decided by the old palace master. I have already sent my disciples to invite me. I don't know where the red sandalwood envoy heard the news that we have found someone who listens to the soul?"

The Zitan envoy didn't answer a word, but said: "In that case, let's wait for the old Palace Master to come out."

After finishing speaking, more than a dozen people stood motionless in place, their long clothes fluttering with the night wind. The scene was originally extremely beautiful, but somehow it was a little scary, like a marionette being hung by someone, without making any sound at all. .

At this moment, Ji Qingyan also came out from Luohe, and stood beside Song Guzhui quietly.Seeing that his wet long hair was not tied up, Song Guzhui knew that he had just taken a bath, and whispered: "The Red Sandalwood Palace chased him so quickly, it must be Qi Ning from the Shuixing faction who informed him."

Ji Qingyan didn't make a sound, his eyebrows were slightly drawn together.

After falling into the river, there were more and more people. It seemed that many disciples of the Shangqing Dynasty were awakened and flew down the mountain to watch from a distance with a wide view.Guan Lingdao had already flown over, and when he saw the sound of the stone knocking, he stood in the crowd and came up to him and said, "Are you still asleep?"

"No, how did you do in the exam?"

"I've already gone to take the exam, let's be so-so." Guan Lingdao felt a little annoyed when he thought of the exam, looked down at Ji Qingyan who was standing facing the wind, and asked, "Who are those wooden people? What are they going to do?"

The stone knocking sound whispered: "That's someone from the Red Sandalwood Palace. Most of the influence of the Red Sandalwood Palace is in the Central Plains, but there are also many envoys scattered in various places, each with their own responsibilities. Have you seen their clothes?"

"Well, the one standing in front is wearing purple, the three behind are wearing yellow, and those behind are wearing black."

"That's right, the envoys of the Red Sandalwood Palace are divided into three grades. The highest one wears purple and is called the Red Sandalwood Envoy. The rest are called the Yellow Clothes Envoy and the Black Clothes Envoy. The cultivation of the Red Sandalwood Envoy is so high that even middle-level sects can't handle it." Irresistible."

"What are they here for?" Guan Lingdao looked down at the panic-stricken young man in Song Guzhui's arms, wondering who it was?

Shi Knocking also frowned, and said after a long time: "I don't know what to do, but it won't be a good thing."

"Will the old palace master come out?"

"Well, the people from Red Sandalwood Palace are here, the old Palace Master will definitely come out to meet them."

No one was moving around, they stood and waited in the night wind, and after an unknown amount of time, a breeze passed by slowly, without any murderous intent.The old man's laughter was vigorous and kind, but the momentum was not small, reverberating throughout the valley. Not long after, a priest with a white beard landed on the open space in the forest, holding a whisk in his hand, smiling, and wearing a loose Taoist robe.

All the disciples bowed and saluted: "Old Palace Master."

San Chen stroked his silver beard and said unhurriedly, "So it's the Red Sandalwood Envoy."

The red sandalwood envoy didn't bother, and said the words again in a cool tone: "I heard that the Shangqing Palace found a soul listener, and we are here to pick him up."

Mo Zhongxian was really afraid of them, and said anxiously: "I won't go, I won't go!"

San Chen glanced at Mo Zhongxian, and said in a calm voice, "Whether this young man can listen to souls has not yet been determined. We need to help us arrest a few soul cultivators before we can be sure. Why don't the red sandalwood envoy wait a little longer, if he can really listen to the soul?" Soul, it won't be too late for us to send it there."

He came to talk to the red sandalwood envoy as the leader of a faction, and he was already condescending, but the man in purple was indifferent as if he was ignorant of the world: "We can confirm for ourselves."

Guan Lingdao didn't expect that there would be someone more rude than himself in the world, so he turned his head and asked, "What's wrong with these people, why do they talk like that?"

Shi Knock said in a low voice: "The Red Sandalwood Palace has always been upright, and has never been as humane as other sects. Those with the highest cultivation base are respected. They always talk in this tone, and they are arrogant and arrogant. It's a pity that they are all in charge of the removal of soul cultivators now. To put it bluntly, no one can do without them, so everyone has to give them a step."

At this time, there is quite a tension, whoever dares to strike first, I am afraid that a big battle is inevitable.It's a bit aggrieved to just hand over people like this, but if they are killed or refuse to agree, I'm afraid the Red Sandalwood Palace will retaliate in the future, and there will be endless troubles.

For a moment no one dared to move, only the rustling wind was heard.

At this moment, Mo Zhongxian suddenly covered his ears and screamed: "Who? Who is calling?"

Seeing his expression, Guan Lingdao felt his heart skip a beat, and said softly, "He heard the voice of a fierce ghost."

Shi Knocking turned his head and glanced at him: "How do you know?"

Guan Lingdao didn't dare to say too much, his complexion changed a little, he forced a smile and said, "I guess." The master had told him thousands of times not to let him say something about being able to hear the soul, maybe he knew it Once you say it, will people fight for it like an object?

"Brother... what's wrong with you, brother?" Mo Zhongxian's voice suddenly became choked up, and his body writhed in Song Guzhui's arms, "Aren't you fine at home? What's wrong? Why did you come here?"

Ji Qingyan and Song Guzhui immediately glanced at each other.Mo Zhongxian stared at Song Guzhui with wide eyes, tears streaming down his face: "Song, Daoist Song, my brother is dead, why did my brother die...he came to me and cried...I have to go back See if something happened to him."

Song Guzhui's face was ugly, and he comforted him: "Don't worry, I will accompany you to see it tomorrow morning."

Mo Zhongxian still couldn't control himself, his body was trembling like a leaf, and he clutched Song Guzhui's neckline tightly: "Now, now take me back."

Song Guzhui turned his head to look at Ji Qingyan, but Ji Qingyan didn't make a sound, and the chain of the Red Sandalwood Palace Envoy waved again: "He can hear the soul, we need to take him away."

Mo Zhongxian burst into tears: "I want to go back to see my brother, take me back to see my brother!"

Song Gu Zhui's throat moved up and down slightly, his face showed distress, Ji Qingyan glanced at him, and said: "Old Palace Mistress, why don't Gu Zhui and I take him home and make a decision later."

Sanchen said calmly: "Emissary Zitan, this young man misses his elder brother very much, why don't we take him to meet his elder brother, and then we can discuss where he should go."

The Zitan envoy was silent for a while, then put away the chain in his hand: "You go, we will follow you."

Sanchen stopped talking to them, and said to Ji Qingyan, "Take 20 people with you."

Ji Qingyan turned around and looked, his eyes coincidentally fell on Guan Lingdao in the distance above.Guan Lingdao was frightened by him just tonight, and at this moment he felt lingering fear, but now he met his gaze, not knowing how to react, his scalp was numb, and he smiled at him as if to show his composure.

Ji Qingyan's face turned cold, Guan Lingdao's body was stiff and he didn't dare to move.

He only heard Ji Qingyan order a dozen or so people under Mo Baiqi's subordinates, before turning around to leave, he suddenly said without changing his face: "Knock, bring the one beside you down together."