As a scumbag, I took a stand-in script

Xiao Yunjian's face was pale, but his eyes were scarlet red.

He stared at Ling Zhi in a daze.

But all he saw was Ling Zhi's ice-like face.

Even though it was clearly just a moment ago, she had tenderly said unfeeling words to him.

So far.

Four words will break everything.

Xiao Yunjian's heart ached like a knife.

He bent over and curled up on the ground.

He muttered to himself: "Ling Zhi, did you ever do one thing because of me—Xiao Yunjian?"

He didn't hear the reply, and he lost his mind miserably.

In a trance, he could only see Ling Zhi's back.

Resolute and decisive.

Without a trace of nostalgia, I left this door.

Xiao Yunjian could no longer hold back the blood from his mouth.

He wiped it with his cuff in a panic, and the plain white clothes were covered with blood red.

He didn't know how long it was.

He sealed a few acupuncture points on himself, and this was how the sweet and fishy smell diminished.

Finally, he braced himself and stood up unsteadily.

"I... have to take the life of the snake demon..."

He muttered to himself, washing off the blood on his face with water.

But no matter how clean his face was, it still couldn't hide the sadness in his eyes.

Xiao Yunjian held Lefeng tightly: "Now, you are the only one left..."

Leaf is his natal sword, so it is connected with him.

All his emotions can be felt by listening.

It seemed that Lingfeng also understood, the silver of the sword body was covered with a layer of frost and snow.

Listen to the humming of the wind.

Xiao Yunjian held him in his hands, and said: "There are still many unclear clues about the snake demon, I should go back to the Supreme Immortal Sect."

He packed his bags.

When I touched under the pillow, I remembered the snake scales I had hidden.

He held the snake scales between his fingertips and watched.

The scales should have been shed in the past two days, and there are still some skin flakes and blood streaks on them.

He somewhat forgot, the scale that belonged to Qinglin.

When did it come off.

But it doesn't matter.

Now that Xiao Yunjian has the scales of the snake demon, he can make a tracing formula.

It's just that the Pengzhou Mansion is very big, so I'm afraid it will take some time to go around.

He made up his mind and packed his bags again.

After thinking about it for a long time, I haven't used Lingjian.

He only wrote with a pen, and told Ling Zhi that he was going back to the Supreme Immortal Gate in just a few lines.

He turned the letter over and over many times.

In the end, it was handed over to Xiao Er and asked him to pass it on.

The sunset glow fell on the door of the guest house, covering everyone who walked there with a layer of vermilion mist.

But Xiao Yunjian felt that there was only haze under his feet.

No matter how bright the other people are, he is also the one in the shadows.

The Lantern Festival in Pengzhou Mansion did not fail because of the snake demon incident.

The streets are bustling with traffic, and vendors have already set up their stalls.

The sound of hawking and shouting filled his ears.

But he opened two worlds with them with his sword.

He raised his eyes to look in the direction of Ling Zhi's room.

I don't know if the candle is not lit, but it is still in the same place.

After a long sigh, he turned around and left.

He was not prepared to walk with the sword in Pengzhou Mansion.

Instead, he walked casually along the roads that Ling Zhi used to accompany him, but now he only walked with Qing Lin.

Spiritual practitioners live much longer than ordinary people.

They have seen too much reincarnation of life and death, and the passage of time.

On the contrary, he was a little indifferent.

He squeezed the tracing formula, and covered the entire Pengzhou Mansion with the breath on the scales.

A few spiritual birds, invisible to ordinary people, flew out with thin wings like onicine wings.

Xiao Yunjian's steps landed between Yunhe Building and Manfang Building.

One side is bleak, and the other side is prosperous.

The madam saw Xiao Yunjian from a distance, and came up to him with a veil of handkerchief: "Young master Xiao today, are you not going to investigate the case of the snake demon?"

Xiao Yunjian cupped his hands: "Thank you for your help a few days ago, I won't bother you now."

The bustard covered her mouth and smiled: "Jia Cui misses you so much!"

Xiao Yunjian said calmly: "Miss Jiacui has helped me a lot, and I should thank her. But I have so many things to do today, I don't think I have time to catch up with Miss Jiacui again."

The bustard laughed and said, "What a coincidence! Look who is that?"

Xiao Yun followed what she pointed, and saw Jia Cui returning from outside with a basket in his arms.

Jia Cui was also very surprised to see Xiao Yunjian.

She said, "Why are you here today?"

The bustard laughed tremblingly: "Jia Cui often talks about you to Nu, saying that you are the best person she has ever met."

Xiao Yunjian turned aside the madam's movements, and said: "Then thank Miss Jiacui, let's leave now."

The bustard pursed her lips, and said again: "Young Master Xiao, where is your uncle who is Pian Pian's exiled immortal? Has he found the person in the painting?"

Xiao Yunjian froze for an instant.

Jia Cui hastily teased the madam.

"I found it." Xiao Yunjian sneered at himself, "If I hadn't found it, how could I..."

He shook his head selfishly: "Forget it..."

He wanted to leave, but he had sealed a few acupuncture points just now, and the sequelae of using spiritual power caught up with him.

He wobbled on his forehead, almost losing his footing.

It was Jia Cui who supported him.

In this way, he accidentally tore off the veil tied around Jia Cui's wrist.

There was a piece of skin and flesh gone, the wound was neither big nor deep.

It's so red that it catches the eye.

Xiao Yunjian regained his composure, looked over with a frown, and asked, "What's the matter?"

Jia Cui hurriedly picked up the handkerchief and wrapped it around her wrist: "It's all right, but I got burned yesterday."

Her eyes seemed to dodge a little.

Xiao Yunjian looked at her suspiciously.

The bustard and the tortoise next to her looked at each other, and the tortoise nodded.

She then said: "Young master Xiao, although I know that you have always kept yourself clean, but in the end it can be regarded as an acquaintance. The slave is the master, and I will open a good bar for you today."

Xiao Yun remonstrated hastily: "There is no need to be so troublesome, it's because I was bothering you a lot before."

The madam said again: "That's how you invite slaves to drink a good pot of wine."

You come and I go a few times, attracting passers-by to stop and watch.

Xiao Yunjian has a thin skin, as a spiritual cultivator, he has never experienced such a thing.

My mind was in a state of confusion, I couldn't think of anything else to say, so I could only say: "I won't enter Manfang Tower, let's have a drink at the street stall, okay?"

The bustard stomped her feet, but she could only respond.

Gui Gong said: "Then slave took the good wine from the building."

The bustard also responded: "Exactly."

Xiao Yunjian sighed and walked to the street corner stall.

He brushed the dust with his hand, and sat down with the hem of his clothes.

The bustard raised her head and glanced at the spirit bird on the eaves, then shook her handkerchief away: "Go!"

But the hunting spirit bird chirped for a while, but still hovered on the Manfang Tower.

Xiao Yunjian felt that his headache was about to split, and he kneaded it several times, but there was nothing he could do.

He vaguely felt that the scar on Jia Cui's hand was a little strange.

But he was a messy mess, but he couldn't taste even half of the details.

"Ouch, here comes the wine!—"

The madam held a jug of wine, lifted the lid, and made a show in front of everyone in a decent manner.

The strong and fragrant smell of wine instantly captured the hearts of everyone present.

She poured a cup for Xiao Yunjian, brought it to her lips, and said, "This cup is my respect!"

Xiao Yun couldn't resist, so he drank the cup from the rim: "Drink the wine, I should too..."

——"No, this wine..."

From the corner of his eye, he suddenly caught a glimpse of the spirit bird hovering on the top of Manfang Tower, and suddenly recalled——

Doesn't the size of that snake scale exactly match the scar on Jia Cui's wrist?

But he had no time to react.

I only felt that my eyes were dark, so I fell headlong on the table.

unconscious.

The madam immediately said to the others: "It's all over, this guest officer can't drink well, let's help him to rest now, don't worry."

But even though they are pointing fingers, the human relationship is warm and cold.

Still no one stopped.

Ling Zhi was in a daze after stepping out of that door.

Even Qinglin called him a few times, but he never heard.

Qinglin pouted and said: "Today you said you would guess the lantern riddle, so you can win the little rabbit's lantern back for me!"

Ling Zhi paused and said, "Okay."

He tapped his knuckles twice, stood up and said, "I'll go back and find a cloak for you."

Qing Lin nodded, obediently waiting in place.

Xiao Er looked at the two of them, patted his head, and suddenly remembered Xiao Yunjian's handwriting.

He hastily took it out from under the counter, and handed it to Qinglin panting: "Guest officer, this is a letter from the person who came with you, saying that I should hand it over to that immortal-looking guest officer. But I always Thinking about it, you have a very close relationship, and it's the same to anyone you give it to."

Qinglin smiled gently: "Exactly, it's normal for anyone."

He handed over a piece of silver to Xiao Er, and it was considered a hit.

Taking advantage of the moment Ling Zhi went upstairs, he had already opened the letter.

Xiao Yunjian's flowing handwriting on it only explained his return to the Supreme Immortal Sect.

Qing Lin rolled up the letter and threw it in his cuff.

After Ling Zhi went downstairs, he mentioned vaguely: "I haven't seen Peak Master Xiao today."

Ling Zhi glanced at the location of Xiao Yunjian's room from the corner of his eye, and said, "He always has his own plans, so don't worry about it."

He put on the cloak for Qinglin.

But he didn't see the strange look in his eyes.

Xiao Yunjian woke up leisurely.

He was in a dark room, and his hands and feet were not restrained.

I still have a splitting headache, and I almost can't think about what happened just now.

He was sent here by a glass of wine from the madam of Manfanglou.

He stood up and moved his arms and legs.

The furnishings in the room are old, and there are cobwebs weaving in the corners.

As soon as I moved, I felt dusty.

He coughed twice, and hurried to the door, intending to open it and get out.

But he realized that the door was blocked by a lock.

Xiao Yunjian smiled to himself, is this trick enough to lock him up?

Do you really think that his half-hearted spiritual cultivator came down the mountain to play?

He drives spiritual power.

But he found that his whole body was so soft that he couldn't lift it even with half the strength.

"what happened?!"

He was a little panicked, but he still held his spirits.

Sitting on the collapsed bed, but there is no heat surge in the inner alchemy.

What about his spiritual power? !

The door lock on the outside of the room was unlocked, and a strong and dazzling light shone on his face instantly.

He barely blocked the light with the back of his hand, and saw the person who opened the door between his fingers——

It is Jiacui.

Jia Cui took a plate of food and put it down in front of him, dusted off the dust and sat on the carved round stool.

She stared at Xiao Yunjian for a long time before she spoke: "Young Master Xiao, you are a good person. It's just that you are too close to the truth—"

Even though Xiao Yunjian was in a mess in his heart, he still pretended to be calm on the surface.

He relaxed, and said: "The truth is that you are the snake demon who killed people."

Jia Cui narrowed her eyes, but shook her head: "No, or in other words - this entire Manfang Building is full of snake demons."

Xiao Yunjian was shocked, now...has he actually entered the snake's den?

Jia Cui said again: "If you hadn't sealed a few acupuncture points yourself, our medicine wouldn't have such a great effect on you, it could make you lose your spiritual power."

She bent her eyebrows, still looking shy and gentle.

Only gentle knife, knife to kill people: "Mr. Xiao, don't you hate? Don't you hate the heartless man who treats you as a substitute and abandons you?"