After wearing the book, I broke the plot

Baiju travels thousands of miles every day, and along the way, he sees luxuriant grass and withered official roads. Only the slightly larger towns are a little lively, and the rest have no place for immortals to sit.

And between the cities, the inspections at the customs are also extremely strict, and the smell of the coming gunpowder is everywhere.

Now there are five kingdoms in the mortal world, and the five kingdoms have been in constant disputes all year round, and wars of all sizes are endless.

In such a world, the rich get richer, the poor get poorer, heroes are born, treacherous ministers are in power, and there is nothing to do without chaos.

However, the hundred sects of the Immortal Family have an agreement with each other, and the boundaries are clearly defined. Each guards its own domain to solve abnormal incidents, and other than that, it must not interfere with ordinary affairs.

In the original text, the reason why the protagonist grows up is not only because Tianyin Sect is the first fairy sect to set foot in the mortal world, but also because Tianyin Sect is the first fairy sect to set foot in the mortal world. Therefore, the protagonist directly abandons the sect and becomes a casual cultivator. Heaven punishes Xiao Xiao who breaks the rules.

From this, a piece of the sky was created.

After traveling for a day and a night, when we arrived at Guyan City, it was almost dark, Song Qi rushed into the city at the city gate, found an elegantly furnished inn, and made some repairs.

After running around, the old injury hurts faintly, which makes people unable to lift up their strength.

The waiter at the inn saw that he had an extraordinary temperament, so he eagerly brought up many delicacies, and recommended the signature hot spring in the inn, which can relieve fatigue and refresh oneself.

Song Qi thanked him, and saw that the boy had wiped the table in front of him for the tenth time. After polishing the table so smooth, he stretched out his paws to the stool next to him.

Song Qi typed a "?" slowly.

Xiao Er flattered him: "I heard that if you stay with the elders for a moment longer, you can live for another year. I'm borrowing your immortal energy."

Song Qi: You are not a monster.

Thinking of the purpose of this trip, Song Qi asked: "I heard that a merchant in this city was wiped out overnight, is it true?"

Xiaoer is also considered half a person who has been in the world, and he is very polite: "That's not true, it's strange to say, the merchants are all kind-hearted people from top to bottom, and many people in the city are rescued by his family, just Even the yamen of the Immortal Family here are respectful, but they suddenly disappeared like this without a sound."

The yamen of the immortal family refers to the yamen set up by sects from all over the world in cities far away from their own fairy mountains.

The yamen of the immortal family here is of the Xuanzhen sect. People who have supernatural accidents around them will usually report to the yamen. If the yamen can't solve it, they will report it to the xianmen.

Generally, the difficulty is divided, the simple ones are executed by the outer disciples in a team, the slightly more difficult ones are taken over by the inner disciples, and the more difficult ones are the personal disciples of the suzerain and the elders of the peaks.

Usually, it is rare to encounter things that require the elders of the suzerain to take action. Such a big event can't even get in touch with the yamen.

Song Qi asked: "When the whole family is slaughtered, at least there will be some movement. How can it be silent?"

Xiao Er shuddered, looked left and right as if there were unclean things around, which made Song Qi also nervous.

The little boy approached Song Qi, deliberately lowered his voice and said, "How dare you lie to the head of the fairy, it was really quiet. Early the next morning, the red door that was originally locked opened with a babble, and I went to look boldly. This look almost frightened the soul."

"I would like to hear the details." Song Qi felt that his speech was very exciting, and every time the ending was stuck just right, he couldn't help pouring him a cup of tea.

Xiaoer took it in a gulp of fear and trepidation, and then said with even more force: "I saw the blood all over the ground, but the corpse disappeared, and in front of the main entrance, there was a snowman made of blood mixed with it. Not too scary."

When the atmosphere was sinking, the shopkeeper downstairs yelled, Xiao Er was startled, and Song Qi, who was infected, also trembled. The two looked at each other awkwardly for a while, Xiao Er responded to the shopkeeper, and put the rag on He ran away like oil on his shoulders and soles of his feet.

Before leaving, he shouted: "The head of the fairy must close the door tightly at night."

Song Qi suspected that he did it on purpose.

The food on the table was already completely cold, Song Qi didn't have the heart to feed his hunger, he was exhausted from riding his horse for several days, so he picked up the bathtub placed in the room and wanted to soak in a hot spring to soothe himself.

The green hill behind this place happens to occupy a rock formation, and the active spring is drawn from the mountain, so even if you don't know where it is, you can find it by listening to the ear-piercing sound of the waterfall.

Bypassing the willow tree and small stone bridge, the surrounding temperature rises, and the hot air overflows from behind a bamboo curtain, entering it, there is a unique cave, and the white mist is lingering in a fairyland.

Song Qi wore an unlined garment, found an empty pool and stepped in, put the bath towel on top of his head, closed his eyes and adjusted the disordered spiritual energy in his body.

I thought that most of the previous injuries were healed, but now I found out that I really had to listen to the doctor's orders.

A human voice came faintly from behind a curtain, as if they were talking about the extermination of the merchant's family. Song Qi moved closer, struggling to distinguish the words from the sound of the waterfall.

Those few people are casual cultivators who travel around the world. If casual cultivators want to become famous and gain status, they must achieve actual results. Therefore, many times before the people from the immortal sect rush to deal with the evil spirits, casual cultivators have already heard the news and made a move. .

Therefore, many immortal sects don't like casual cultivators, and the harsh ones don't even allow them to enter the cities under their jurisdiction.

Xianmen doesn't like casual cultivators, and casual cultivators don't necessarily want to see Xianmen. The two sides are clearly separated and do not interfere with each other.

This case of exterminating the family of merchants has happened for dozens of days, and there are not many casual cultivators who have come here, but they still haven't been resolved.

Among the group of people next to him, someone said: "The Chi family is a living Bodhisattva in this area. The extermination of the family this time is too tragic, and the common people are very angry. If the culprit can be found out, there is no need to fear that they will not be enshrined in the future."

A male cultivator with a feminine face said strangely: "Don't forget which fairy gate is in charge of this place, it's your turn?"

"It's not your turn, what are you waiting for? It's up to each other."

"Don't make any noise, brother Wang, what do you think?"

The face of the man called Brother Wang was covered by thick white mist, Song Qi moved aside but couldn't see clearly, only heard a clear and soothing voice saying: "If someone from the Immortal Sect comes, just tie him up."

Song Qi: "..."

Moved away quietly.

The previous yin and yang voice said again: "Heh, this time the matter is serious, I'm afraid it's not only a group of little kids who came here, but also the inner sect at worst. If you dare to offend, I won't be with you."

The person who spoke first was very resentful: "The immortal sect monopolizes all the merits, but we can only eat leftovers. If you want me to say, if the Xuanzhen sect dares to come, come and tie one, come two." Tie a pair!"

Song Qi felt that what this dear friend said was quite right. It was really wrong for each of the immortal sects to occupy one side and monopolize moral achievements. Therefore, he felt that he could not make a move for the time being and leave a space for the casual cultivators to play.

Song Qi: I'm really kind.

Tomorrow, I will go to the market. If the casual cultivators solve the problem, everything will be fine, and I can go back to the Zongmen and continue to live.

Song Qi picked up the bathtub and wanted to leave, but for a moment he was too happy to pay attention, the soles of his feet slipped, causing water to splash everywhere, the movement attracted the attention of the group of people, the long sword pierced the air, Song Qi turned his head slightly to avoid it, and raised it A small section of his hair was still cut off by the sword energy.

"Who!"

Song Qi had no choice but to turn his head, showing what he thought was a friendly smile.

The man who threw the sword frowned, recalled the long sword and cupped his hands and said, "I'm a Sanren, Feng Mingqi, may I ask your surname?"

Song Qi also returned a salute, with a warm and windy manner: "I am also an undisciplined person who came to subdue evil spirits, and mere mortal surnames are not worth mentioning."

The yin and yang man looked at it carefully and said: "We have already reported our family name, but you are hiding it, why?"

"..." After a moment of silence, Song Qi fumbled for a name and came out: "In Xia Song Yuqi."

Just as he was about to leave, the person hidden behind the clouds suddenly spoke softly, "Did you hear what I was waiting to say just now?"

Song Qi: "I heard something vaguely. I didn't do it on purpose. I was thinking of changing places." Then he was caught.

The face of the passerby softened a little, and the man throwing the sword said humanely: "We are going to the Chi Mansion to find out tonight, I think Brother Qi is alone, why not cooperate with us to catch the evil spirits together."

"No, no, I just happened to pass by." Song Qi waved his hand, went to the shore, and waved to them: "I'll go back and rest first, I wish you all the best of luck and your achievements as soon as possible."

This is sincere.

Back in the room, feeling tired, Song Qi pulled up the quilt and was about to fall asleep, when he suddenly felt a very strong sinister air, he turned over and continued to sleep without opening his eyes.

The next day was sunny, and there was a hustle and bustle of people outside early in the morning. Because of the arrival of various cultivators, the vendors all put out their own specialties and shouted endlessly.

Song Qi managed to sleep late, and let himself go naturally, and didn't get up until the sun was high.

After washing up, he went downstairs, Xiaoer saw the happy expression behind him, and went up to him and said: "Immortal Elder, do you want to eat something, our beauties in Guyan City are very drunk, why don't you try it?"

Xiao Er only thought that he was an unknown casual cultivator, who hadn't yet fasted the grain and abstained from meat.

Song Qi said: "How much is a pot for a beauty drunk?"

Xiao Er stretched out three fingers.

Song Qi's face was soothed: "Sanwen? Here's a pot."

Xiaoer smiled and said, "It's two or three."

Song Qi: "..."

Ignoring the Xiao Er, Song Qi went straight to the inn, and the Xiao Er chased after him and tried his best to sell: "As the saying goes, if you go to a lonely goose and don't get drunk on a beautiful woman, it's like worshiping Xuanzhen and not seeing the chief's talent, it's a pity in life, the immortal head is sure Don't you want a pot?"

Song Qi paused, he didn't expect to hear his own name here.

Xiaoer saw that there was something going on, so he quickly got drunk with a pot of beauties, Song Qi removed the red cloth stopper and sniffed it. The smell of wine was quite pure, so he paid the silver taels, holding the red string on the wine pot, and twirling it between his fingers Circle, wandering to the street to buy walnuts.

The street is quite lively, many casual cultivators who came here gathered in groups to discuss, and some people rang the chasing bell to look for the missing body of the Chi family. When passing by the Chi family mansion, there was no one around [-] meters away , Looking in through the wide-open vermilion gate, I saw a blood-red snowman standing in the center.

Song Qi frowned, the evil aura was soaring here, it was by no means a simple evil spirit.

Suddenly there was a shrill scream, and a blood-soaked monk stumbled towards him from the mountain road not far away.

Before Song Qi could dodge in time, he was bumped head-on by him, and he took two steps back to stand firm, but the man fell to the ground.

Song Qi stretched out his hand to help, but the other party raised his bloody face with disheveled hair, both of them were stunned, and the other party wept with joy: "Brother Yu Qi, help us, there are weird things on it!"

Tears flowed from the two lines, and the face was exactly that of the hot-tempered casual cultivator I met in the bathhouse last night.

The passers-by around pointed and pointed, the other rogue cultivators looked dignified and each had their own thoughts, Song Qi exerted all his strength and dragged the man who fainted after speaking to the side of the road, and looked up at the dark mountain behind Guyan City .

Whispering voices penetrated into the ears:

"The Chi family is really pitiful. The big tree attracts the wind is really good."

"In the past few years, the Patriarch of the Chi family has done a lot of good deeds, but it seems that he has done something wrong. If you ask me, there may be something hidden about the extermination of the family."

"Don't care about his secrets, don't look at it, bad luck."

Song Qi: This... Do you want to go up and have a look, or go back to the inn and lie down?