debt repayment

"...what?"

Qing Le was silent suddenly, tears welled up in her eyes: "I was arrested, it was after the senior brother left the school. I'm afraid that something bad will happen to the senior brother when he goes out!"

Since Scarlet Cloud Sect has different appearances, occupies a very high position in the Immortal Sect, and cooperates with Miaoyin Sect, one cannot help but suspect that there is also a conspiracy between the two factions.

And Qingle obviously didn't come to swallow the soul. As the hunted prey, there are only two possibilities. One is that he betrayed behind the scenes and was thrown here to silence him;

Since Qingle and Zishu are about the same age, and have similar experiences when going out to hunt ghosts, Quan Ying's guess is more inclined to the latter.

"Were you thrown in alone? Or with others? How long have you been in?"

"After Senior Brother sent us back to the Zongmen from Danxia Town, we stayed in the Zongmen for two or three days, then received an urgent order and hurried out. The night Senior Brother just left, I slept in my own room and woke up. When I came here, I came to this ghost place!"

"No consciousness at all?"

"No! My friend, I have been here for more than a month. I was thrown into the pigsty at the beginning, and then I escaped when I saw that no one was guarding me. Who knew there were still those people in the town? I can't stop, if you two didn't save me, I would really die."

Qingle was always on guard against those white-clothed men in this kind of fishy ghost town, and it was fine for a day or two. Being able to support here for more than a month is really dangerous.

Quan Ying asked, "Where do you usually hide?"

"Hiding in the residential houses in the town. Those ghosts have low mana, maybe they are not as good as living people. The ghosts can't perceive me, so I hide in their woodsheds and straw huts. These days, I have observed that those Ghost cultivators with knives never enter residential houses. Little friend, have you seen those pig-like monsters?"

"I see, what's wrong?"

"The monster, like the ghost cultivator, serves as officers and soldiers in the town, but the monster also keeps these... people in the pigsty. The ghost cultivator is in charge of hunting and killing people. When I was thrown in, I also met I was lucky enough to survive a few other fellow Taoists, but they all..."

"They were all chopped up at the entrance of the vegetable market?"

Qingle nodded and said, "The primordial spirit has been swallowed up by those ghost cultivators."

"Someone is sent every day?"

"No, sometimes several people come a day, and sometimes no one comes for several days. It's a pity that I am alone, and I can barely protect myself, let alone save them. I can only watch them suffer."

"Condolences."

Song Hui'an frowned: "Those ghost cultivators live in the town?"

"I don't know either. There are too many of them, and they are always everywhere. Sometimes more than one person kills at Caishikou. But they don't communicate with the ghosts who live here, so I guess they don't show up often because of this. "

"Isn't it safest to hide in the ghost house in the town?"

Quan Ying looked at the rows of gray roofs in the distance, and said softly, "I don't know how long this stealth talisman will last. I don't have enough mana."

Qingle said: "It's actually okay here. Ghost cultivators don't come here often. Monsters, humans and animals have low mana, so they can't notice me. It's just that the place is dirty and smelly. Just now, Xiaoyou and Mr. Zhu rescued me in the town. They I'm not sure where to find us now, and if we go back to town now, something will happen, we might as well wait here."

He looked at Quan Ying, and said again: "Little friends, you were also injured when you came in, right? When I came, I still had some self-cultivation charms in my clothes, which are used to nourish my energy. I use a little every day to survive these days. Xiao Mr. Youhezhu has been kind to me, and there is nothing in me that I can repay you. Please accept this kindness. Although it is not a treasure, it can help restore strength. This place is not peaceful, and we all have to raise it. Enough spirit."

He took out a few self-cultivation charms from his arms and handed them over to the two.

"Little friend, when I was in Danxia Town, it was my elder brother who was not good enough to strike you with a thunderbolt. It's great that you are still alive. It's just pity that Zishu was killed by a ghost. We summoned the soul for a few days. I don’t want to leave him. Senior brother, I apologize to you on his behalf. The situation was critical at the time, and if he didn’t take action, the ghost would break out of the boundary. With a big retreat in cultivation, he will never lead the sky to strike you with lightning. I'm really sorry!"

"Cultivation retreat? Has Mr. Yu ever had an accident?"

Qing Le said: "Thirty years ago, before I entered the teacher's school, my brother had already cultivated to the late stage of distraction."

Quan Ying was shocked: "How could it go backwards so much?!"

Returning from the late stage of distraction to the Nascent Soul stage is not a waste.

"At that time, he was already the most powerful elite among the younger generation. No one mentioned this matter. I only heard from my uncle that my brother met a big murderer when he went out to suppress ghosts 30 years ago. The fellow Taoists who went with him Most of the damage was lost, only the senior brother turned the tide and exhausted his mana to force the ghost back. But after this battle, the senior brother's spirit was about to disperse, and although he was rescued in the end, his hundred-year cultivation was destroyed. If he wanted to rebuild the immortal way, Only start over."

Qing Le was silent for a few seconds, and said to herself: "If the senior brother hadn't had an accident at the time, I wouldn't be so worried about him."

heaven.

Yan Wen said: "Are you talking about Lexiu named Yuxian? The auspicious light in his name is almost invisible. Only with such a good fate can Houfeng survive the catastrophe and be guaranteed to ascend. Sigh , This life is really good, I am envious."

Cang Ji retorted: "What's so good about this life? Forgive all previous efforts, build the Tao from scratch, countless eyes staring at you, countless mouths facing you, if you are careless, you will be ridiculed, even if it is sincere care, it will hurt people's self-esteem. If you don't have a strong heart, you will be buried by the younger generation long ago."

Quan Ying said: "The hard fate of ordinary people is the good fate of saints. This child is kind and resolute. Once he overcomes the difficulties and completes his meritorious deeds, the Heavenly Palace will naturally pick him up."

And Daotong's clone is in the lower realm, so he can only comfort the young monk not to worry about Yuxian.

Secretly, he was also worried.

Yuxian was arrested together with them, but was taken away first. Although he is not here, he has fallen into the hands of the mastermind behind the scenes, so there is no way he will be safe.Thinking of what happened to Qingle, it is not difficult to infer that Yuxian was also targeted.

The two brothers and sisters love each other deeply, and he is even more afraid that Qingle will find it hard to hold herself back when she learns the truth.The two of them also have two phases of cooperation in practice, if it is not for Xun Chixiang and ordinary partners, they will never be able to achieve a perfect fit.

Song Hui'an wanted to comfort Qingle with a few words, but suddenly felt a sharp cool wind blowing from the back of his heart.

"careful!"

Song Hui'an drank in a low voice, with Xiaodaotong in one hand and Qingle in the other, and dodged aside.In order to protect the two of them, he had no choice but to face the knife with his heart straight.

He turned around a little slower and took a solid blow.

The sound of flesh and blood being torn by sharp blades was as piercing as a sharp knife.

Quan Ying froze.

"Brother Bamboo!"

"Mr. Bamboo!"

Song Hui'an snorted, his seemingly slender arms still protecting the two of them.

They were just at the door of the pigsty, but now they were cornered and fell into the pen.

The ghost cultivator in white appeared from the air, raised the knife, and licked the blood off the knife.

Ghost Xiu narrowed his eyes and looked at the three people in front of him, like a wolf staring at a fresh sheep.

Quan Ying suddenly remembered that among those who surrounded Qingle, this young man who killed someone at Caishikou was not there.

Song Huian frowned.He used to be in a high position, and he was once treated as a pig and dog. Now that he has regained his freedom, he cannot tolerate the contempt and contempt of others, and the eyes of Guixiu are hitting his deadly spot.

Li Gui's protective arms tightened even more, and he glared angrily, as if the white-clothed boy took a step, and he was about to pounce on him and fight him desperately.

Creak creak creak creak, the sound of Li Gui grinding teeth flowed into Quan Ying's ears.

Song Hui'an was angry.

"Don't be afraid, Ah Mu," Song Hui'an said in a deep voice, "Brother, come and deal with him."

How dare a mere brat ride on his head?Even though he was seriously injured and subject to this dangerous and strange enchantment of unknown origin, he would never allow himself to be a mermaid!

I only heard the boy wonder: "You ghost, why are you mixing with these foods?"

All three were shocked.

Quan Ying thought, the fake god used by Song Hui'an was obviously made of fairy peach wood, as long as Song Hui'an didn't release ghost energy and act differently from ordinary people, he would be no different from a living person, how could this young man see through the truth at a glance? body?

Qingle was also stunned.I don't know if I was frightened by the words "Mr. Bamboo is a ghost" or by the indifference and cruelty of the young man's words.

Song Hui'an frowned: "Nonsense, such gods and ghosts, I never believe in these things."

"You're lying!" The young man retorted seriously, "Why am I talking nonsense? The way you look at people is clearly unique to crazy ghosts. You can't be wrong."

After hearing this, Quan Ying couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief: it turned out that it was just a wrong attack.

The mahogany fake body was originally a cover for Song Hui'an. If ordinary people could see the ghost's body through it, it would really be able to reach the sky.

Quan Ying didn't have time to let go of a raised heart, but felt that it was getting colder and colder behind her, as if she was surrounded by air conditioning.

He looked up, and was startled when he saw that Song Hui'an was still normal before, but now his eyes suddenly turned red, and he looked like a ghost.

He was still the unreally white beauty's skin, but with a fierce arrogance and a cold look in his eyes, it made people shudder.

Qingle naturally saw Song Hui'an's ferocious appearance in her eyes, and was so frightened that she stumbled: "Mr. Zhu, Mr. Zhu..."

Quan Ying's heart skipped a beat, feeling bad.

It must be the "crazy ghost" that stimulated Song Hui'an just now!

Song Hui'an is good everywhere, but his sensitive glass heart makes him worry.Song Hui'an hated his uncontrollable madness, and the young man's naked and frank "crazy ghost" was like pouring hot oil on his already tense nerves.

Xiao Daotong tugged on Song Hui'an's sleeve and said, "Brother Zhu, let's not be like this, calm down, calm down!"

Song Hui'an suppressed the anger in his heart, and said in a low voice: "Amu, don't worry about me, take this little friend Qingle to escape, and I'll stop him."

Quan Ying said: "No, we are in trouble together!"

Song Hui'an glared at him and said in a low voice, "Be obedient!"