[Transmigration Book] Forced to the days of the Holy Father

It is night, the moon and stars are rare.

Yun Zheng stayed in the inn, next to the sound of glutinous rice balls rolling comfortably on the bed.

He tapped the table with his fingers, again and again, making a crisp "knock-knock" sound.

In the morning, they came to the village and town, asked the people inside about the situation, and went to check the location of the incident.

Yun Zheng discovered that the dead people were all stripped of their human skin and flesh, leaving only deep bones. The way of death was extremely brutal, which was exactly the same as the tragedy that happened in Baijiazhuang before.

However, there is no aura of magic cultivators nearby.

Did someone use some kind of method to hide their aura, or was it not the magic cultivator who committed the crime this time, but someone who used the same cruel method of killing to confuse the public...

Yun Zheng looked solemn, he stopped his movements, and looked out the window with a little doubt.

Someone is singing a ballad, ethereal and distant.

It seems to be far away in the sky, and suddenly it makes you feel that it is close in front of you.

Yun Zheng listened intently, and as he listened, his expression suddenly changed.

He looked at the white fox that had fallen asleep, and without thinking about it, he jumped out of the window.

Someone was singing a ballad just now, and it was obvious that some deceptive spell was cast in the singing, and then mana was applied to see the ballad spread.

Yun Zheng felt restless after listening for a while, let alone those villagers.

Fortunately, he has always been firm in mind, and after a trance for a while, he came back to his senses.

He opened the Polar Star Sword, and the blade emitted a cold light.

"Yunzheng!" He heard someone calling his name behind him, it was senior brother Yan Runzhi's voice.

"You stay and protect the villagers with other senior brothers, and I will go to the place where the song was spread."

Yun Zheng was stopped by Wen Yuze, and he could only watch Yan Runzhi leave.

"Senior Brother Nine!" Yun Zheng was puzzled, "Why do you..."

Wen Yuze winked at him, "Little brother, it's the brothers who are good at catching bad guys, you should go and see how the villagers are doing."

Yun Zheng turned around and headed for the village.

Wen Yuze was stunned for a moment, thought about Yun Zheng's reaction just now, and said to himself: "Is my junior brother angry?"

He went back without saying a word...

By the time Wen Yuze rushed back, Yun Zheng had already arrived.

The villagers were housed in an empty house, which is said to be the place where they used to store grain, so there are many special places.However, even so, after the villagers arrived, the place became quite crowded.

The people from Chilian Peak stood guard in front of the door, motionless.

Ling Xiufeng's people were watching around in case anything unusual happened.

The people from Shangshan Peak formed a formation, and several people worked together to set up a solid barrier outside the house to protect the house.

Xu Qiaoqiao was soothing the villagers in a low voice.

Several children surrounded Yun Zheng, listening to him, with bright smiles on their faces from time to time.

Wen Yuze's gaze finally fell on the white and black figure standing alone.

Soon, Wen Yuze looked away and went to help Xu Qiaoqiao to calm everyone's emotions.

"Brother Yunzheng, what are we doing here?" A little girl asked, she was wearing lotus root pink clothes, she had a sweet smile, and she looked like a fairy child.

"We are here to play hide and seek." Yun Zheng replied with a smile, "So you have to stay here obediently and don't run around, or you will be caught by bad guys, you know?"

"Okay, okay, play hide and seek!" The other children shouted excitedly.

The little girl looked at him, then hugged Yunzheng very embarrassedly, "I will follow brother Yunzheng closely, and won't let the bad guys catch us."

Seeing this, the rest shouted, "I want it too, I want it too, I want brother Yunzheng's hug too."

The happy atmosphere among the children was also passed on to the people around them, and the atmosphere at this time was not so dignified.

"By the way, are everyone here? Has anyone been missed?" Xu Qiaoqiao calmed everyone's emotions and asked softly.

The villagers looked at each other, and then said: "It seems that everyone is here."

"It's good that everything is here." Hearing this, Xu Qiaoqiao was really relieved.

Ever since Yan Runzhi chased after him, the voice of Ge Yao gradually weakened. After half an hour, Yan Runzhi rushed back and said, "I chased in the direction of the song, and only saw a black figure waiting for me. I stepped forward to check, but found that it was a puppet made of straw."

"From that scarecrow, there was a constant ethereal song."

Yan Runzhi continued, "I found this from the Scarecrow..."

Speaking of this, Yan Runzhi paused, as if there was something inconvenient to say.

He spread out his hands, and there was a note in his palm.

Wen Yuze was the first to react. He took the note, and after seeing what was written on it, his expression became a little complicated.

"Show me." Xu Qiaoqiao snatched the thing from Wen Yuze's hand, but she also showed the same reaction as Wen Yuze's.

Yun Zheng was a little puzzled, he let go of the little girl, walked up to the brothers and sisters, and said with a smile: "Can you let Yun Zheng take a look."

Xu Qiaoqiao carried the note behind her back and smiled: "There's nothing on it, so I don't need to read it, Junior Brother."

When she said this, Yun Zheng became even more puzzled. Could it be that what was written on it was related to him?Why did the senior brothers and sisters all have unspeakable expressions.

Xu Qiaoqiao shook her head, hiding the note tightly.

Unexpectedly, Qi Lin snatched the note directly and put it in front of Yun Zheng.

"You!" Xu Qiaoqiao said angrily. After thinking about it, she didn't know what to scold him. She opened her mouth, but finally said nothing.

Yun Zheng took the note, spread it out, and was stunned when he saw what was written on it.

There were only two words written on it.

It was his name - Yun Zheng.

"What exactly does that person want to do? Write Yunzheng's name on it, is he trying to do something to him?" Xu Qiaoqiao asked puzzled.

No wonder the singing seemed to only affect him, the others seemed to be safe and sound, but it turned out that it was aimed at Yun Zheng.

wrong……

They seem to have misunderstood something.

That song is just to confuse people, but the murder that happened here is a trick to kill someone.

So could it be that what they met tonight was not the same group as the murderer who killed the innocent villagers.

Yun Zheng spoke out his thoughts, obviously they also guessed this matter.

"In that case, let's split into two groups," Yan Runzhi turned around and said to Fang Jingyi of Ling Xiufeng, "Junior Sister, you and Ling Xiufeng's other disciples are here to take care of the villagers, and the people from Shangshan Peak are here to protect the knot." Cangyunfeng and Chilianfeng disciples go out with me, and see who the hell is playing tricks here!"

Speaking of this, he looked at Yun Zheng, seemed to think of the words written on the note just now, hesitated for a moment, and said: "Little brother..."

"Senior Brother, since I am a member of Cangyun Peak, there is absolutely no reason to be evasive. Don't worry, the Jixing Sword in my hand is not a vegetarian." Yun Zheng winked at him mischievously, trying to ease the tense atmosphere around him .

Yan Runzhi agreed.

When they walked out, the people from Shangshan Peak closed the barrier again and set up a stronger formation on it.

"Let's form a group of two, and this is the meeting place. If we find any strange movement, we will return here immediately." Yan Runzhi said, summoned the sword out of its sheath, and drew a sword array on the ground. It began to glow white, and finally slowly returned to calm.

He threw a few spells at the others.

Yun Zheng reached out to catch it and found that it was a sound transmission talisman.

"Let's connect through it."

Yan Runzhi explained all the matters, and after they were grouped, they parted.

Yun Zheng and Eighth Senior Sister Xu Qiaoqiao happened to be assigned to the same group. They walked along the path, relying on the moonlight to distinguish directions along the way.

Not long after, they came to a bamboo forest.

The jade pendant on Xu Qiaoqiao's body made a crisp sound when it collided with her while walking.

As they walked, the two couldn't help but stop at the same time.

They glanced at each other, and they both saw a trace of vigilance in each other's eyes.

The night wind blew through the bamboo forest, bringing rustling sounds, which seemed particularly abrupt in this quiet environment.

The bamboo forest is deep.

It seemed that someone else was crying softly.

With a wave of Xu Qiaoqiao's hand, two long silk satins floated out from her sleeves. Wherever the silk satins passed, several small white flowers bloomed, and those flowers surrounded the silk satin heavily.

This is Xu Qiaoqiao's magic weapon, called Zhisu Ling, which is made of silk spun out by snow silkworms in Tianshan Mountains. It has undergone 56 processes, and each time a spell is used to sew the spiritual power inside, so as not to let the It leaks.

It is so strong that no ordinary magic weapon can cut it.

Xu Qiaoqiao threw the woven silk silk far away, and sent it directly to the deepest part of the bamboo forest, then rolled it hard, and pulled it back hard again.

Zhi Su Ling seemed to be trapped by something, something constantly wanted to rush out of it, breaking through Zhi Su Ling's confinement.

Xu Qiaoqiao loosened her hands slightly, and Zhi Suling went back into her sleeves again.

The thing that was caught just now gradually appeared in front of them.

That thing was black all over, it was small, it stretched its body, and when it saw Yun Zheng, it called out:

"Beauty! You are here too!"