Fire and theft prevention

When Mu Qingjia finally set foot on the ground in a daze, her legs almost went limp.He deserved it for offending his junior brother, but now that Huo Wei has come out of his past emotions, his goal has been achieved.

The place where they settled was near the post station at the foot of the mountain outside the city. Opposite the post station, there were rolling hills, crouching silently in the night, which was Mount Guyi.

"Enter the mountain after dawn." Huo Wei stared at the dark mountain and said, "Check the things in the secret room first."

"Okay." Mu Qingjia said.

For the convenience of traveling horses and horses, even in the middle of the night, an oil lamp is lit at the post station.The sound of their footsteps awakened the creatures in the stables, and the stage horses snorted in fear, hooved and rattled their chains.

"Who's there!" shouted a postman, lighting a torch, followed by another, hurrying to the stables.

Mu Qingjia took out the peaches that had been ripened during the day from the safety buckle, stuffed them into the tallest horse, and gently stroked its forehead and cheeks while it was eating the peaches.

The stables fell silent.

After Mu Qingjia and Huo Wei hid in the dark again, two postmen rushed over with torches, but they didn't find anyone.

One of them scolded: "Hey, what's going wrong recently, more and more sick horses and dead horses, I don't know how to explain to the superior at the end of this month."

Another person also said: "Let's say it's an epidemic, but there are a few of them that are particularly fat and strong. It's really strange."

The two postmen couldn't find the horse thief, so they cursed for a while, then went back to rest on the bench.

Mu Qingjia listened to these words, and recalled the memory at dusk: all things withered, only Yao grass grew wildly all over the mountains and plains.

This anomaly affects not only humans.

This inn is medium in size, apart from the usual stables, there is also a row of guest rooms for board and lodging.Now that the city lord has an accident and the whole city is under martial law, they didn't want to disturb the postmaster and cause trouble, so they picked an unoccupied guest room and entered through the window.

Mu Qingjia found helplessly that since following his junior brother, he has become more and more familiar with such things as trespassing on private houses.

The bright light talisman lights up, and the room is filled with unobtrusive cold light, revealing the simple furnishings.Mu Qingjia took out a mother-of-pearl cabinet from the safety buckle and placed it in the middle of the room.

Huo Wei took out the first few stacks of letter paper, and after confirming that there were no defensive spells, he burned the string and began to read.

The letter paper used is the most common yellow paper in the world of cultivating immortals, and the handwriting is also manipulated by magic, the most common one.

Mu Qingjia also picked up one and searched carefully with her spiritual eyes, but the person who wrote the letter was very cautious and did not leave any traces of aura or spells.He touched it over and over again, and suddenly felt that the paper was a little uneven.

"Junior Brother, look here." He pointed that place to Huo Wei.

Huo Wei took it and looked it up and down, but found nothing.He extinguished the bright light talisman, lit a golden flame from his fingertips, and slowly approached the paper from the back.

A little flame suddenly appeared in the darkness, and under the strong light, the imprint of a circle of copper coins hidden in the lines of the paper was very clear.

"how?"

Seeing that Huo Wei remained silent for a long time, Mu Qingjia asked.

"Nothing." Huo Wei said lightly.

Mu Qingjia took a deep breath.Ever since he was a child, what he couldn't bear the most was the attitude of his junior brother: He obviously had a lot of words hidden in his heart, but when he said it, he cut it down to only three or two words.

But at this time, you must not force it, it will only make the other party more stubborn.

"Good junior brother." Mu Qingjia rubbed her face towards Huo Wei, and said softly, "Don't hide it, firstly, to satisfy senior brother's curiosity, and secondly——if you really In case of any accident, it is safer to know more than less. Huh?"

His final nasal voice was slightly evoked, warm and soft, and to Huo Wei's ears, it became a kind of coquettishness.

The man's eyes flickered slightly, he pushed Mu Qingjia's face away with a slap, and then spit out two words: "Lelu."

Mu Qingjia subconsciously knew that this was a personal name, and this name was still somewhat familiar.

"Lelu?"

"He is a loose weapon refiner, and he uses Jiulong money as a magic weapon." Huo Wei handed the letter back to Mu Qing, "It has his mark on it."

Mu Qingjia thought of the broken talisman on the back of the puppet, and said, "His mark is a copper coin?"

"Yes." Huo Wei said.

"Do you suspect that he secretly contacted the city lord?" Mu Qingjia asked.

"Yes." Huo Wei said again.

"Strange." Mu Qingjia sat cross-legged on the bunk, "Does this person want to expose himself, or does he not—?"

Huo Wei raised his eyebrows, motioning for him to continue.

"The residual talisman on the puppet has the shape of a copper coin on the surface, but it has a triple style inside. This letter is the same. It specially leaves no trace of aura, but there is only one more symbol." Mu Qingjia pondered, "It's almost everywhere. flaws and contradictions."

Huo Weidao: "He has a perverse personality, and his actions are unreasonable and illogical. It's not surprising that he did such a thing."

Mu Qingjia smelled something unusual: "Do you know Lelu?"

"Unfamiliar." Huo Wei's face darkened, and he began to cherish words like gold.

Seeing that he didn't want to say more, Mu Qingjia didn't force him, and said, "All right. If you don't know him well, you won't know him well."

What he didn't expect was that Huo Wei said again: "This person is proficient in puppet art and spirit enchantment. Your rebirth is related to him."

Then he stared at Mu Qingjia, and solemnly warned: "But he is coveting a new body at the same time. So, be careful."

Mu Qingjia guessed: "So the soul-returning wood lost by Xuanzong was actually snatched by Le Lu by pretending to be you with the spirit-enchanting technique?"

"No." Huo Wei said decisively, "He himself is very weak and cannot use spirit enchantment."

"That's it." Mu Qingjia pursed her lips and said, "Then what are the image characteristics of the Lelu you mentioned?"

Huo Wei recalled for a while, and concluded: "Short."

Mu Qingjia didn't know whether to laugh or cry, she just felt that what she had said was the same as if she hadn't said it.But asking a face-blind junior to describe his appearance to a blind man is really meaningless.

"Forget it, let's not mention this for now." Mu Qingjia said, "What was written on those letterheads?"

Huo Wei retrieved the stack of letters again, and quickly browsed through them while saying, "All kinds of talismans and formations, there are both difficult and complex."

He turned sideways and carefully compared the color changes of the letter paper, and found that only the edges of the letter paper on the upper layer were yellowed, and the color became darker as it went down, and it looked a little old.

"The correspondence may have been going on for more than 20 years," he added.

Mu Qingjia asked: "Apart from the copper coin imprint, are there other traces of identity?"

"None." Huo Wei said, "Aside from formations and runes, there is no private conversation." He paused, and said again: "Here is a sentence."

"What did you write?"

Huo Wei was silent for a long while, then read slowly: "'I deeply feel that you miss your dead wife and the pain of life and death, so I help each other a little bit, and hope that you and your wife will meet again as soon as possible and continue the old relationship.'"

Mu Qingjia thought of something, and said with emotion: "So his wife, the wife of the city lord, is also a resurrected person."

"Impossible." Huo Wei said categorically, "Only the soul-returning wood can be perfectly possessed to achieve resurrection, and there can be no third piece of soul-returning wood in the world."

Mu Qingjia guessed: "Is it possible that Xuanzong's part was stolen?"

"Xuanzong's cultivation skills are unknown, and the suzerain Bu Chengbi has been at the top of the mystery list for a hundred years." Huo Wei said with some kind of irony, "They will not allow the returning soul tree to be used on a mortal woman. .”

"Too."

Mu Qingjia recalled the mourning dance at dusk, and remembered the appearance of the city lord's wife sucking her soul, and said: "It may be resurrection, but her resurrection may have some kind of defect, which made her have to frequently obtain other people's souls to maintain her life. "

He paused for a moment, then continued: "She was also looking for and planting the Yaocao, so it probably played some role in absorbing the soul."

Huo Wei nodded and said, "Wait for dawn."

After reading the letter, Mu Qingjia began to rummage through the second drawer.It was filled with small instruments such as mirrors, necklaces and bracelets, as well as some storage spirit jade belonging to immortal cultivators.

Huo Wei's fingertips brushed over those stored spirit jades one by one, and said: "Things without an owner."

This means that the masters of these immortal cultivators have died, and they are likely to die in the hands of the master of Guyi City.Thinking about it now, the other party's confidence in dealing with them must be because many immortal cultivators have been planted in his hands before, so he has accumulated this confidence.

They rummaged through all the drawers, and apart from some scraps of paper for studying formation spells, there were a total of 36 unowned storage spirit jades.

Mu Qingjia shuddered and said: "I know where the aura of 'Heaven Judgment Die Array' comes from."

Huo Wei tapped his knuckles on the bottom drawer, making a "bang bang" sound representing the hollow core.A shallow layer of golden flame adhered to his palm, burning away the bottom partition.

Several oval wooden signs fell into his palm.

There are six wooden plaques in total, with different colors, sizes, and exquisiteness. The only thing that is the same is the crane carved on it.

"This is?" Mu Qingjia asked.

"Xuanzong disciple's token." Huo Wei picked one up playfully, and threw it at Mu Qingjia.

Mu Qingjia grabbed the token, groped and said, "Golden silk nanmu, feather pattern... what's so special?"

"Xuanzong's Tianzi token can only be carried by the direct disciples of the suzerain." Huo Wei mocked, "That idiot, he didn't know he lost the token."

"I guess the city lord snatched it when he caught Bu Chen." Mu Qingjia smiled while holding the token, "It's a big mistake to lose the token, and he's probably in a hurry now. Give it back to him tomorrow."

Huo Wei saw that he was smiling nicely, and frowned and asked, "You like him very much."

Mu Qingjia tilted her head and said relaxedly, "He's easy to talk to."

"Dogs that can bite don't bark." Huo Wei warned him, "Bu Chen was raised in Xuanzong's house since he was a child. He is a loyal dog carefully selected by Xuanzong to guard the house. Be careful to bite you one day Take a bite."

Mu Qingjia did not refute, but smiled and said: "His nature is not bad. The past is the past, and it does not mean that the present and the future will not change."

"Old habits are hard to change." Huo Wei hit, "Don't be confused by him. He looks friendly now, but as long as you violate Xuanzong's interests and safety, he will do anything to eliminate the threat."

As he spoke, he became angry again: "And you shouldn't reveal your identity to him."

Mu Qingjia smiled gently: "Sooner or later, the cultivation world will know about my resurrection, but now it's just speeding up."

"It can be delayed for a while." Huo Wei said in a deep voice.

"Are you not in a hurry at this time?" Mu Qingjia gradually became serious, "After my identity is exposed, no matter whether it is the person who hurt you or the person who has a ghost in his heart, he can't help sticking out his tentacles. What we have to do , is to find out those who hide in the dark along the tentacles, and then avenge your grievances."

Huo Wei was speechless for a while, his lips moved: "It's not necessary."

"Why is it unnecessary?" Mu Qingjia propped her hands on her chin, opened her eyes, and stared at the other party intently.

"After Zhaoxue, we can go back to Gaotu Mountain together and live in this world openly." He said slowly, "The days are still long, and we can't hide and cover up for the rest of our lives."

His tone was full of hope, as if he had seen that day come.However, to collect enough evidence, uncover the real culprit, and overthrow the lie that the entire cultivating world has believed for 30 years—how easy is it for Huo Wei?How could Mu Qingjia not know?

Although the road ahead is bumpy, he also knows that if he does not try, he will never succeed.

In addition, revealing his identity also hides some kind of secret selfishness: he would rather be a dead grasshopper tied to the same rope with his junior than to be excluded from what his junior thinks is a safe circle.

In this way, the younger brother will not be able to kick him away.

"Yes." Huo Wei said, "Okay."

Mu Qingjia responded with a sincere smile.

At this time, the first ray of light in the morning crossed the mountaintop and fell into the house through the window paper.The chickens raised in the backyard of the station woke up from their deep sleep and crowed with their necks raised.

Mu Qingjia propped up the window, turned around and said, "Let's go. Let's go into the mountain."

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Huo Wei took Mu Qingjia Yujian into the sky above Guyi Mountain, looking down at the vast mountains and rivers.

Gumai Mountain is an endless stretch of mountains, with two main peaks standing out proudly.The slightly shorter one has a gentle slope and many mountainous plains, where Yao grass is densely planted, and the floating body of the herbal picker can be seen far away.

The other taller one is more majestic, with many broken walls and cliffs. Although there are wild Yao grass, but the herbal pickers will stumble and fall if they are not careful.

"How?" Mu Qingjia asked.

Huo Wei said: "It's nothing more than normal."

Mu Qingjia poured wood spiritual energy into his spiritual eyes, and concentrated on observing Guyi Mountain.The wood and water in the mountains are full of aura, and the whole mountain is glowing with a light blue color.But gradually, a layer of white flocculent mist appeared in his spiritual eyes, just like the soul he had seen.

At this moment, the howl of a wild beast suddenly came from the mountain, followed by the exclamation of the girl!

Mu Qingjia followed the sound and saw a peasant girl carrying a herb basket and fell on her back. In front of her was a ferocious black beast, and behind her was a cliff!

"Senior brother!"

Huo Wei had already turned around and rushed towards the cliff in a straight line.

The girl's hands supporting her body continued to reach back, but accidentally supported it on the floating soil, and she lost her center of gravity and fell backwards.

When she fell from the cliff, she thought she would fall directly into the Palace of Hades, but she never thought of falling into the arms of a man.

Mu Qingjia flew up with the girl in his arms, placed her in a safe place, and then looked at the beast that was almost as tall as Huo Wei.

Blossoming golden flames bloomed on the Underworld Butterfly Sword, releasing scorching danger messages.The roar of the ferocious beast gradually stopped, and it slowly retreated. First, the two bright fangs, and finally the orange pupils were also hidden in the darkness.

In the eyes of the soul, no matter the size or the depth of the soul, the beast is not like the birds and beasts that Mu Qingjia usually sees, and the color of the soul is almost as solid as a fox fairy.

"Is he the mountain god here?" He guessed.

"No." Huo Wei said in a deep voice, "It's just a wild boar with a little intelligence."

"How come?" Mu Qingjia said in surprise, "It's so big."

Suddenly, a girl's voice came from beside him.

"It didn't happen before, and it's the first time I've seen my little girl." The herbal girl knelt on the ground and kowtowed to them, "Thank you benefactor for saving me! My little girl will be repaid in the next life!"

She was wearing a plain coarse cloth shirt, holding a young woman's hair in a bun, her body was still shaking, and she hadn't come out of the panic just now.

Mu Qingjia felt that the voice was very familiar.