The devil attacks me every day

The night wind swept in, and the candlelight danced.

The flames flickered the faces of the two sitting opposite each other.

Zhuang Nanhai glanced at the full moon outside the window, the white moonlight was like frost, softly shining on the dense peach blossoms outside the window.The wind brought the fragrance of flowers all over the garden, with the fragrance of herbs in Cangyun Peak, which made people feel happy.

Along with the wind, there was also the pleasant voice of the young man.

The two chatted from noon to sunset, and talked about the moonlight all over the sky.The story that Zhuang Nanhai watched from the perspective of a bystander was narrated by Meng Qi'an, a participant, with a soft voice, which made Zhuang Nanhai feel a little novel.

It was as if the young man was confiding his thoughts to himself.

"That's right." When Meng Qi'an talked about the man who killed Zhuang Beichuan a hundred years ago, he said very firmly: "That man is Lord Huai Xian, he wanted my life a hundred years ago, but unfortunately Zhuang Beichuan was unlucky, so he blocked it for me. A catastrophe."

Meng Qi'an's eyes became a little blurred, as if he was recalling the assassination back then: "Recently, I've been thinking, why did he want to kill me then?"

"The blood of the ancient phoenix?" Zhuang Nanhai asked.

Meng Qi'an pondered for a moment, then shook his head: "If he really only wants the blood of Gu Huang, my sister, her blood can make the Phoenix stone move, and she is a woman, the power of the blood should be more pure than mine. But Huai Xianjun didn't touch her blood, but used the blood of the rest of the Meng clan to refine her into a living corpse... What he wants is definitely not Gu Huang's blood, his purpose is different from those evil cultivators."

Zhuang Nanhai tapped his fingers on the table twice: "Then what if he just wanted to kill you? Because of hatred, or other reasons."

"...Then I can't find a reason. Although there are many people who don't like me, they definitely don't include Mr. Huaixian. Mr. Huaixian comes from the Anyuan Huai family, and he is a lifetime disciple of Huai'an Ming. I am more than a thousand years older. What kind of hatred does a person like him have against me?" The more information he knew, the more confused Meng Qi'an became.

He is just an ordinary person in Liufeng Mansion, why would someone like Huai Xianjun hunt him down a hundred years ago?

wrong.

Chase?

"How did he find me now?" Meng Qi'an's spine turned cold, and his face turned pale: "I have been sleeping underground for a hundred years, and he has never attacked me. But just a few days after I woke up, I Chishui met him?"

Seeing the young man's complexion changed greatly in fright, Zhuang Nanhai put his hand on the back of his hand and stroked it gently, soothing Meng Qi'an's emotions: "Your sister was made by the blood of the Meng family, right?"

Meng Qi'an's lips turned pale, and he nodded, "Yes."

"That's right. Living corpses are extremely sensitive to refining their own blood. After you wake up, your sister must have smelled you. Mr. Huaixian must have relied on her to find you."

They are obviously close relatives connected by blood, but now they have become the bond to kill him.

"Is...is that so..." Meng Qi'an let out a deep breath.

He climbed out of the Qiongshan Mass Burial Mound and headed north to the Qiankun Region. Outside Chishui, he met Ajie and Huai Xianjun.After that time of parting, the reunion with Elder Sister was at the Xueji Sect.The sounds of xuns hidden among the monsters are exactly Huai Xianjun's wooden xun.

This is indeed no coincidence.

This is Huai Xianjun's premeditation.

Meng Qi'an let out a deep breath and shook his head: "Zhuang Nanhai, sometimes I feel... so tired, really tired. If possible, I just want to rescue my sister and find a peaceful place to live well. But I want to rescue her Sister is so difficult, I don't even know where Huai Xianjun is at the moment, and where should I go to find his clues..."

Zhuang Nanhai, who was covering the back of Meng Qi'an's hand, gently squeezed his hand: "Although I'm not sure, I found his whereabouts in Huanyun."

"Huanyun?" Meng Qi'an was shocked: "You mean, Mr. Huai Xian might also be hiding in Huanyun?"

Zhuang Nanhai shook his head: "Probably not. He may... came to find someone."

"Who are you looking for?" Meng Qi'an asked.

Zhuang Nanhai paused for two seconds, and then spit out three words: "Xu Xiaofei."

·

Ping Yufeng, Cangxia Mountain.

"Knock, knock, knock." There was a knock on the door at night.

Xu Xiaofei sighed lightly, and raised his voice: "Miss Ji, please go back."

Ji Ningsha, who was dressed in red, had her hands behind her back, her face full of displeasure: "Xu Yaoshi! Just open the door for me, I have something I want to give you!"

"No need. What Xu should say has already been made clear. Why should Miss Ji waste time on Xu?"

Ji Ningsha sat in front of Wangshu Tower with her mouth pouted and her buttocks on her buttocks. She had a posture of 'I won't leave if you don't let me in', and said pitifully with her hands on her knees: "Xu Yaoshi, this time I'm going back to the South Fire Continent. I found a lot of good things, don't you really want to take a look?"

There was no sound in the house.

"It's really useful~"

It was still quiet inside.

"You don't have to regret it!"

Ji Ningsha waited for a long time but did not get Xu Xiaofei's response, her resentment rose from the ground.

After a hundred years, Ji Ningsha is no longer the shy little girl she used to be. She lifted herself up and flew to the top of Wangshu Building, lifted a tile and looked down.

In the room, Xu Xiaofei was sitting and reading a book. The wide open window let in the lingering night wind, turning the pages of the book on the table and blowing Xu Xiaofei's long hair.

"Xu—pharmacist—" She moved her face closer to the hole in the roof: "I'm really just here to deliver something, don't be so heartless~"

After that, she threw a small jade bottle down from the roof.Lingli dragged the little jade bottle and slowly landed on Xu Xiaofei's desk, and gently landed beside his hand.

"Hey, remember to eat, this is very useful for you~" She blinked at Xu Xiaofei, and covered the tile.

A touch of red disappeared into the pitch-black night.

Xu Xiaofei's train of thought was interrupted by the release of Ji Ningsha.

His eyes involuntarily fell on the small jade bottle she sent, and then he looked away as if he didn't see it.

He didn't need to open it, he knew what Ji Ningsha had sent.

Xu Xiaofei's constitution is cloudy and cold, and the first day of each month is like falling into an ice abyss, extremely cold.If it is relieved with spiritual power, it will stimulate the viscera and blood to surge, and the whole body is like thousands of poisonous snakes.

He never thought that this secret would be seen by Ji Ningsha.

Since Ji Ningsha came to Huanyun, he often secretly looked at him, Xu Xiaofei knew all this.Since she knew his secret, she never used it to blackmail her, but she often left Huanyun to find so-called "good things" for him.

These things are nothing more than some fire attribute medicines or treasures of heaven and earth, and I don't know how many places the little girl traveled to gather these things, and eagerly sent them over.

He should be touched.

But he didn't.

"Why bother giving me these... useless things."

Xu Xiaofei put the little jade bottle on the windowsill and closed the book.

·

Meng Qi'an came out at night.

When he heard that Mr. Huaixian and Xu Xiaofei might be together, all the attachment and kindness from before were turned into ashes and vanished.

How many dirty secrets are hidden behind the hands that once stretched out to him!

Xu Xiaofei, Huai Xianjun... How could they know each other, how could they be together?

He didn't know what the result of his impulse would be, but at this moment, he had to confirm with his own eyes what Zhuang Nanhai said, the traces left by Mr. Huai Xian.

The night wind is blowing, and the stars are shining.

Meng Qi'an touched Cangxia Mountain in the dark with his thumping heart in his arms.

The top and bottom of Cangxia Mountain are full of strong fragrance of medicinal herbs. The only thing that still shines in the night is a simple and elegant wooden building. The door plaque is full of two words: Wangshu.

It's Xu Xiaofei's handwriting.

Meng Qi'an never forgot how many times he saw these handwritings when he was young.

Xu Xiaofei taught the characters of both siblings.Xu Xiaofei not only taught himself Taoism and refining medicine, but also taught his elder sister to read and paint.When he was still young, he always thought that Xu Xiaofei's handwriting was very beautiful. He had copied many of his handwriting, but after all, he couldn't learn it to be completely similar.

He was very discouraged for a while.

At that time, Xu Xiaofei saw that he was downcast all day long, so he comforted him and said: "Words are a person's bones. Even if you learn my 'outside', you can't learn my 'inside'."

That's right, Meng Qi'an really couldn't learn to be a duplicity person like Xu Xiaofei in his lifetime.

After a moment of distraction, Meng Qi'an cheered up.There is currently no sound in the room, as if the people in the room have fallen asleep.But Meng Qi'an knew that Xu Xiaofei couldn't tolerate half light and no sound in the room when he was sleeping, so it was very likely that he was somewhere else at this time.

Meng Qi'an didn't come here to see Xu Xiaofei either, he immediately took out a handful of black powder from his bosom and blew it gently into the air.After the black powder was blown away, it seemed to become conscious, and flew quickly in one direction.

He followed the powder, and on a wide open window, he saw a few finger prints made of powder.

Slightly thin, with well-defined finger prints.

"It really is him..." Meng Qi'an put his fingers on the fingerprints and compared them.

Mr. Huaixian is extremely thin, the fingerprints left here are smaller than Meng Qi'an's, and he looks extremely thin.

Before Zhuang Nanhai made the deal with him, he had already guessed that Mr. Huaixian would go to Huanyunzong to find Xu Xiaofei.But at that time, it was just Zhuang Nanhai's own guess, so he didn't tell Meng Qi'an directly.

Later, while exploring Huanyun at night, Zhuang Nanhai really smelled the scent of Mr. Huaixian on the Cangxia Mountain where Xu Xiaofei lived.

Meng Qi'an didn't know what kind of smell it was. According to Zhuang Nanhai, it smelled like wood.At the beginning, it is a fresh fragrance of new wood, but after being rich, it is mixed with a decadent air.

The smell was very special, so Zhuang Nanhai remembered it very clearly.

Meng Qi'an couldn't see any traces of Huai Xianjun's visit, so Zhuang Nanhai gave him the 'Xunying', and after releasing Xunying, he could 'see' some remaining traces.

The soft night wind blows the powder into the room and blows a book on the table by the window.

No, to be precise, it is a handwritten booklet.

Meng Qi Anxu squinted his eyes and looked into the window. The handwritten book was very familiar. When he looked again, the opened pages were full of strange-shaped runes.

It was different from the one he read when he was young. The two pages he opened were totems that looked like dragons, but the details in the middle were completely different from what Meng Qian had learned in his daily life.

"Could it be that he still has a lot of books..." Meng Qi'an muttered to himself.

He wanted to go into the room to take a closer look at the handwritten booklet, but just as his hand touched the window, a faint resistance repelled him out.Listen again, there are footsteps in the distance.

That step is very light, and when the right foot hits the ground, it will habitually click.

It was Xu Xiaofei's footsteps.

Meng Qi'an hurriedly hid in the night and left in a hurry.

The author has something to say: Ji Ningsha: Licking the dog to the end with nothing left.

Come, come, come a little late.