The grid boss fucks his old business

The water is the north-south branch of Qishui, and Qishui is the largest water in the Ling family.

In addition, Yizhou City is at the junction of the Lingwang Family and the Cangqi Villa Sanpai, so Yizhou City is also an important transportation and trade hub for the Ling family.

There are many businessmen coming and going in the city, and the architectural styles are very different. There are also cultivation disciples from various sects here to talk and discuss.

Yizhou City is powerful, the Ling family is stationed here, and the environment is good. Ling Chu arranged the residence for them in advance, and passed the itinerary address to Mu Qi, so Mu Qi found the largest restaurant in the city without spending much energy. ——As Home Inn.

When Zhao Rong'an and Mu Qi saw the inn arranged by Lingchu in Linxu Mountain's Zhao Mansion, they felt the name was very familiar. On second thought, there seemed to be one in Luyang County.

Zhao Shoucai explained to them on the sidelines: "This is the inn of the Ling family chain, and it is open everywhere, so it looks familiar to you."

Zhao Rongan couldn't help but think of the beginning of amnesia. When Ling Chu was still playing Wang Chu, he had introduced that the Ling family was rich, so it looked good.

However, the Rugui Inn in Yizhou City is much bigger than the one in Luyang County. The store has five floors, and its facade is more than ten times that of an ordinary store.The flags fluttered at the gate, and the Chinese character "Rugui" was as imposing as a rainbow, and there was an endless stream of guests coming and going at the gate.

In recent years, imperial swordsmanship and imperial sword amulets have become popular. In order to follow the trend, Rugui Inn has stepped terraces on the third, fourth, and fifth floors. For the friars of Yujian to land.

Some monks simply landed and ate directly on the floor where they stopped. Therefore, the upper three floors of the Rugui Inn had far more people from various schools of cultivation than the other two floors.

The weather was still cold, there was still snow on the terrace, and the snow fell on the eaves, and was quickly cleared away by the deacon's clerk.

The two of Zhao Mu and Yu Jian stopped on the balcony on the third floor, and Mu Qi went to the counter to report his name. Because Ling Chu had made a reservation before, the waiter in the shift immediately took the two of them to a table near the window on the third floor.

While waiting for the meal, Mu Qi flipped through the menu of this restaurant. There were a variety of dishes, and there were all kinds of specialties from all over the world, which was jaw-dropping.

Mu Qi has always been frugal, and when he was traveling and looking for people, he even had a lot of solar eclipses, but now seeing this prosperous and extravagant scene, he can't help but lament the variety of the world.

"Master Zhao, just asked, our room is also on the third floor."

"Mu Xianchang has a heart."

Although the trip was short, Ling Chu was so worried about Zhao Rongan going out, so he identified them.

Mu Qi covered his head with a square scarf to cover his white hair. He was wearing a set of Taoist priest gown with gray patterns on a white background and an iron sword on his back.

Zhao Rongan wore a light purple spring suit with a pure white folding fan, looking like a rich man.

These days, cultivation is the most important thing, and it is normal for rich people to make friends with people from the immortal sect. The two of them are dressed in this way, which is the most inconspicuous configuration in this prosperous and luxurious city of Yizhou.

The meals that Lingchu ordered were very rich, sweet drinks with spiritual fruits, vegetables cultivated in the heavenly paradise, and a sturgeon in the blue sea.

On the way here, Zhao Rong'an had confessed Ling Chu's true identity to Mu Xi, and Mu Xi was grateful for the trust of the two of them, and was not surprised that Ling Chu had foreseen the lavish arrangements along the way.

Mu Xi noticed that Zhao Rongan had good dining etiquette and behaved well, as if he was from a family.However, he lives in Linxu Mountain and has a close relationship with the Ling family, so far he has never mentioned what school or sect he is from.Mu Qi was still young, so he couldn't help being quite curious, thinking that everyone had gotten along with him many times, he planned to ask him in private when there was no one around.

At this moment, Mu Qi heard two casual cultivators at the next table having a good drink and started talking.Mu Qi is not a gossip person, but the two people's voices were too loud, and only one of them said: "Chen Xianyou, are you also going to Shenling City to try your luck?"

Another person smacked his lips and replied: "That's not true, it's a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, what if!"

As soon as Mu Qi heard the conversation between the two, he immediately realized what they were talking about.

Mu Qi has been setting up search formations in Guanghan City these days, and rarely communicates with others.However, since five days ago, it was suddenly spread in the streets and alleys that the Ling family wanted to choose a monk who was not limited to birth, and did not need to join the Ling family's sect. The young master of the family, Ling Xi, is called a brother.

Leaving aside the fact that the Wanfa Pavilion of the Ling Clan is the place where the Ling Clan's techniques are perfect, most of the Ling Clan's descendants are not eligible to study.

This young master Ling Xi is the adopted son of Ling Zhan, the second patriarch of the Ling family. He became famous at a young age. During the ten years when Ling Chu led the world of cultivating immortals to seal Death Qi, he became the God of War. Who in the world of cultivating immortals doesn't know.

Although Shenling named this selection, everyone privately called it the trial of Wanfa Pavilion. It felt like passing the test and jumping into the dragon gate immediately.

When Mu Qi first heard it, he thought it was a rumor in Guanghan city.As a result, within a day, I saw that the Wang family announced this matter on Guanghan’s public posters, and even said that they had announced the five sects, and even other small sects of loose cultivators.

But Mu Xi didn't care about these things, he was busy searching, but he didn't pay attention.

Looking at it now, Yizhou City is the meeting place of the three sects, and there are so many monks coming and going at the Rugui Inn today, I am afraid that they are all here to participate in this grand event.

Mu Xi was thinking about this, when he suddenly heard music coming from outside the inn, the sound was high and clear, but it was the sound of a flute.As the sound of the flute approaches, you can see poplar flowers falling from the sky like snow, or falling on the platform outside the inn, or blowing into the inn with the breeze.

It's just that the willow flower disappears when it touches the real object, leaving no trace, and when you pick it up with your hands, you can only touch a trace of phantom.

The monks in the inn had rarely seen this scene, and they all looked curiously at the source of the sound of the flute.

Zhao Rongan and the others were located next to the outer window, which was the back street of Yizhou, and it was quite far from the platform. Since Mu Qi heard the sound of the flute, he changed his position silently, with his back to the door and buried his head in his meal, obviously avoiding it on purpose. .

Zhao Rong'an saw that Mu Qi's expression was different, so he didn't join in the fun, and planned to leave early after eating.

In the eyes of everyone, there is a young master Pianpian coming with a sword on the platform outside the inn. This person has a handsome face, is dressed in white snow, and surrounded by sword energy, which shows that his cultivation is not shallow.Behind him were eight sword boys, the leader of which was the second sword boy, one played the flute and the other condensed sword energy into flowers.

The sword boy playing the flute has a delicate and lovely appearance, and his eyes are full of aura.The sword boy who condensed the sword energy into a flower looked weak, but he was well-behaved, and was not too eye-catching compared to the sword boy who played the flute.

The young master landed on the platform, put his long sword back in its sheath, and the two little boys followed behind their master.The shopkeeper of the Rugui inn saw that he was extraordinary, and rushed forward to greet him.

The flute player was clever after all, and he took a step forward to reveal his school waist card. The sapphire waist card engraved with the mythical beast Bai Ze was the symbol of Cangqi Villa.

Jiantong arrogantly said to Xiaoer: "My son is the master of Cangqi Mountain Villa, and now I need a flat for my master and servants to live in. Please sort it out quickly."

As soon as Jian Tong said this, everyone in the audience was shocked. Cangqi Mountain Villa is famous all over the world. There is only one master of the big villa, named Mu Shoubie. The son of Shoubie is very likely to take over the position of Cangqi Villa Master in the future. It goes without saying that his status is noble. Metaphor.

Among the crowd, there were some who were not used to this arty style just now, but now they looked at the young man in white suddenly with different eyes.

The young man in white heard the little boy introduce himself to others, he couldn't help raising his head and chest, looking around with pride.

Mu Shoubie has just won the crown, and is highly respected in the village. It is no exaggeration to say that he has been spoiled.This is the first time to officially leave the village, and it is still going to Shenling City, so I can't help but want to show myself, so the ostentation is very big.

The shopkeeper is from Fengyuan, so he didn't know what the young master Shoubie was thinking, so he immediately greeted him with a smile, invited Mu Shoubie and his team of sword boys into the inn, and took them to the suite in the building.

The scale of Rugui Inn is huge, and everyone secretly guessed which sect supported it. Now, the innkeeper's relatives have given Mu Shoufare, which can be said to have given him enough face.

The shopkeeper came to invite him, but the farewell boy refused to leave at this time, he looked at a place by the window, waved his clothes, and walked straight away.

This Mu Shou looked higher than the ceiling, and when he entered the inn, he looked around the entire venue, but found that the table by the outer window was unmoved by him at all, with his back to the outer door for dinner, as if he hadn't heard any movement here.Mu Shoubie was not happy, so he took a few more glances, and after a closer look, he turned out to be an acquaintance.

36. Mr. Zhuang who speaks very well

Seeing Mu Shoubie approaching the table, Zhao Rongan immediately frowned, and reached out to touch Mu Qi's elbow to warn him.

As soon as Mu Qi turned his head, he saw Mu Shoubie looking at him with a fake smile, and couldn't help but feel a sudden rush in his heart, thinking that he was going to escort Zhao Rongan to Qiyang on this trip, and he didn't want to cause trouble, so he said goodbye to Mu Shou first. The greeting at Qishan Villa said: "Brother Shou Farewell, it's been a long time."

But Mu Shoubie didn't appreciate it, he raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Second Master Meng, it's been a long time. It's just that you are no longer affiliated with Cangqi Villa, so I can't bear this gift."

Mu Xi choked at these words, and raised his hand to salute in mid-air, very embarrassed, but Mu Xi knew that Mu Shoubie was arrogant, and he must not provoke him at this time, he suppressed his anger, pulled out a smile, and did not greet Mu Shoubie if.

Mu Qi has been mediocre for many years in Cangqi, but he beat himself in the trial three years ago, which made Mu Shoubie always brood.During the redoubled practice, he always regarded Mu Qi as an opponent, but unfortunately Mu Qi was expelled from Cangqi Villa later, after all, he was unable to fight again.

Therefore, Mu Shoubie couldn't help but feel complacent when he saw Mu Qi's subdued appearance. It seemed that Mu Shoubie had finally found his inner balance in this way.

Zhao Rongan was on the side, but he felt extremely uncomfortable. Ling Chu had investigated Mu Qi before, and told Zhao Rongan that Mu Qi was born in the Meng family in the area of ​​Cangqi Mountain Villa. Well, when I was young, according to the agreement between Cangqi Villa and the major families, I was forcibly sent to Cangqi Villa and changed my surname to Mu from then on.

In recent years, Cangqi Villa has had a very bad relationship with the big clans in its domain, and Mu Qi is very unpopular in Cangqi Villa.

Later, due to some incidents, Mu Qi was expelled from the villa, and he has been wandering outside for the next few years, and never returned to the Meng Mansion.

This is also the reason why Mu Xi didn't report to his teacher when he first met Mu Xi.

Zhao Rong'an couldn't see that Mu Qi was being deliberately provoked, so he wanted to argue with Mu Shou. Mu Qi pressed his shoulders and signaled that he was fine and calm down.

Although Mu Shoubie was aloof and arrogant, he was still serious. He deeply knew that his trip was for the eligibility of the Wanfa Pavilion of the Ling family.

There are some things that you just need to enjoy yourself, if you go too far, you may get into trouble.Looking at Mu Qi's forbearance, Mu Shou's goal of farewell had been achieved, and with a wave of his sleeves, he was about to go upstairs with a sense of immortality.

Ba Jiantong followed his master closely, his face made others envious.

At this moment, an untimely voice came in abruptly from the terrace outside the door: "Oh, I'm freezing to death, my cultivation level is low, but I can't stand the cold. Does Xiaoer have hot tea? If not, hot water is fine." Okay, I'm good at talking~"

That voice was loud and undisguised, making one easily think of a butcher who slaughtered pigs in the streets and alleys.

The people in the inn all looked over for a moment, even Namu Shoubie frowned and glanced sideways.I saw a tall and thin young man dressed as a scholar, wearing a long brown jacket, carrying a bookcase on his back, and ran in shyly. As soon as he entered, he clung to the clerk at the door, not paying attention to the monks who filled the room. The strange gaze cast by the gentry.

The shop clerk at the reception, looking at the loud-sounding scholar with a bright smile in front of him, resisted his surprise, greeted him politely, and tried to find a seat for him with good training.

But at this time, it was meal time, and every table seemed to be occupied, so it was not easy to arrange.The waiter politely asked the loud voice to sit on the terrace for a while, but the scholar quit: "Oh, what are you doing, it's cold outside, I can't eat, I'm easy to talk, find someone to set up a table~"

As he said that, the scholar squeezed in on his own, looking in all directions to find an empty seat.

The scholar saw that his footsteps were flimsy, he was still afraid of the cold, and he didn't seem to be cultivated. Everyone present here had some background or money, and they didn't want to share the table with him.

"Hey, there are only two people at this table, and they said there is no room!" The scholar looked at Zhao Rongan's table and was happy, and the waiter looked at Mu Shoubie who hadn't left on the stairs, and broke into a cold sweat.

The scholar didn't know what happened just now, so he rushed over quickly, put the bookcase on the ground with a bang, and said carelessly: "Hey, two little brothers, let's make a table together, I'm easy to talk, just Take your place, you eat, you eat, don't worry about me!"

Mu Qi: "..."

Zhao Rongan: "It's okay."

After hearing this, the scholar smiled happily: "That's a good relationship. My surname is Zhuang. I came from the territory of Cangqi and went to Shenling City to try my luck. Will my friends also go to Shenling? Do you want to go together? I'm easy to talk~"

Mu Qi politely refused: "Thank you Mr. Zhuang for the invitation, but we won't go to Shenling."

The scholar surnamed Zhuang sighed in disappointment: "Emma, ​​I don't even have anyone going the same way, I'm really lonely."

Zhao Rong'an said in relief: "Young Master Zhuang, you don't have to sigh, it will happen naturally if you are destined."

Mu Shoubie, who was not far away, heard the conversation at this table, snorted, and scoffed in his heart, as expected, he led the sword boys upstairs.

Mr. Zhuang is a chatterbox, he babbled non-stop while ordering three delicacies fried rice, roughly summed up, he is from the branch of the Zhuang family in Cangqi territory, he is the only son of a fallen nobleman, and this time he is also going to Shenling City to try his luck of.I heard that Rugui Inn is the largest inn in Yizhou, so I came to see it.

From Mr. Zhuang's mouth, I learned that the Ling family did not name this selection event, but the outside world jokingly called it Yuelongmen.Once entering the Wanfa Pavilion of the Ling family, no matter how poorly they are educated, they can be regarded as direct disciples of the Ling family.

Therefore, casual cultivators from all over the world came in droves, and even the famous sects sent their disciples to Shenling, hoping to get a glimpse of one or two of the Ling family's mysterious techniques.

Mr. Zhuang talked eloquently, telling what he knew, and even the gossip and anecdotes he heard on the road. In addition, his voice was too loud, and the surrounding guests could not be disturbed. Losing value, it turned out to be empty after a while.

It's also because Mu Qi and Zhao Rong'an have good tempers, and they can bear to listen to Mr. Zhuang's nagging.Ling Chu was afraid that Zhao Rong'an would not eat well along the way, so he only arranged for better meals.

Zhao Rong'an saw that Mr. Zhuang was cautious in ordering food, and said that his family was in trouble, so he simply invited him to have dinner with him.

Mr. Zhuang smiled happily, and said that he really met his confidant, and the ordinary young face just smiled happily with his decree lines.

Mu Qi silently supported his forehead, but did not speak after all.

It took less than half an hour for the meal to go away, and when Zhao Mu and the two left, Mr. Zhuang still looked reluctant to part.

Mu Qi was a man of few words, he couldn't take it anymore, so he hurriedly dragged Zhao Rongan to the inn to live.

In fact, Zhao Rong'an was also a little helpless, thinking that it was a good thing to stay in this inn for one night, and next time he would walk around this Mr. Zhuang.

Zhao Rong'an and Mu Qi were arranged in the backyard of Rugui Inn. It was a small set of two bedrooms with complete facilities, which can be said to be very thoughtful.

Before Mu Qi entered the house, he saw Mu Shoubie Jiantong coming in and out of the big apartment next door, so it seemed that Cang Qi and his party were staying here.

Mu Qi has been traveling alone in the world of self-cultivation for several years. Most of the time he lives in the suburbs. After getting to know Ling Chu and Zhao Rong'an, the two of them took care of many aspects, from Luyang to buy the Royal Sword Talisman, to Guanghan's help. Come to think of it, I haven't had a hard time for a long time.

Mu Xi was grateful. When getting along with Zhao Rong'an, some trivial things, such as ordering Xiaoer to deliver water for cleaning, or arranging a simple defensive formation in the suite, were unconsciously done.Mu Qi's meticulous attention to detail made Zhao Rong'an feel embarrassed.

These two people are not good at words, and they don't like to talk, but maybe Zhao Rong'an has been wandering alone for a long time, and Yu Muqi feels the same way. When they get along, there is always a strange sense of harmony.

The light snow season passed, and Yizhou City was once again chilly. Mu Xixiu had a deep foundation and was not afraid of the cold, so he turned on the stove alone in Zhao Rong'an's house.

After saying goodbye, the two went to rest.

37. The Living Dead

The next day was a fine weather, and early in the morning, the sun filled the yard of the inn.Mu Qi is used to getting up early, and before Zhao Rongan got up, he went to the back hall to order hot water and food. When he came back, he saw Mu Shoubie's two sword boys playing the flute and spreading flowers carrying water from the house. come out.

Mu Qi didn't want to have any more interaction with Mu Shoubie, so he simply retreated to the back hall, and waited for the two sword boys to walk past before crossing the courtyard and returning to his living room.

It was still early, and Mu Qi was sitting in the small hall of the living room to rest. On the table in the inn were some promotional brochures of Yizhou City, and a few popular story books in the world of cultivating immortals.

Mu Qi waited for the clerk to deliver something, while picking up the original and looking at it to pass the time.

The defensive formation arranged according to the talisman array given by the Wang family last night did not show any signs of being touched, and everything seemed to be going smoothly.Mu Qi planned to set off with Yujian when Zhao Rongan was ready. If he was fast, he could reach Qiyang at night.

I hadn't turned a few pages in the book when I suddenly heard a boy's scream outside the room. The voice was somewhat familiar, like the sword boy Mu Shoubie playing the flute.Then the voices became noisy, and many people rushed into the yard, and even vaguely felt that some monks were using spells or formations.

Mu Qi doesn't know what's going on outside, but Rugui Inn is famous outside, and the internal management is even more excellent.If it's a small matter, how can it be so noisy.

Before leaving, Mu Qisi and Wang Zaixing repeatedly urged him to ensure that Zhao Rongan arrived safely in Qiyang. With a shudder in his heart, he took out the formation talisman Wang Zaixing gave him, and used sword energy as a guide to start the defensive formation of the whole house.

The sound outside the house was getting louder, mixed with intermittent crying.There was still no sound in Zhao Rong'an's room. This residence was not soundproofed, so it stands to reason that no matter how deeply he slept, he should be woken up.

Mu Qi began to worry, and after weighing the balance, he decided to put aside etiquette and go to Zhao Rong'an's room to confirm that he was all right.

But at this moment, someone knocked on the door, and the person shouted loudly: "Brother Zhao, Brother Mu, there are dead people outside, are you all right?"

That loud voice was Mr. Zhuang from yesterday, but he only yelled a bit, and immediately a clerk came over to chase him away: "My guest, if you don't live in this yard, please leave quickly, don't stay here, let alone talk nonsense. .”

When Mu Qi opened the door, he saw the waiter at the Rugui Inn in the front hall anxiously trying to drive Mr. Zhuang to the outer hall.

Young Master Zhuang smiled when he saw Mu Qi, and quickly waved to the inn clerk, "I said we know each other, my friend opened the door to welcome me."

Mu Xi was a little impatient with this familiar character, but it was not good for others to care about him, so he could only say: "Mr. Zhuang, we have nothing to worry about. It's just that there was a lot of noise outside, and I don't know what's going on. .”

Mr. Zhuang was still about to speak, but the guy took the lead and said: "Guest, there is indeed something wrong with the store, it's complicated, it's hard to say now, but my inn has already sent extra guards, so there's no need to panic.

The shopkeeper has already gone to inform the resident of the Ling family in Yizhou, and please go back to your room or go to the outer hall, and stop running around. "

The clerk at the inn spoke well, but he didn't disclose any information, making it impossible to find out the problem.

Mu Xi thought about it, and said: "Naturally follow the inn's arrangement, Mr. Zhuang, we just got up and it's inconvenient to receive. Since the inn has notified the Ling family's residence, let's talk later."

Mr. Zhuang was talked about by both sides, touched his nose and had to leave obediently, but before he left, he couldn't forget to shout: "It's really dead, you have to be careful!"

The inn clerk anxiously wanted to cover his mouth: "Guest, stop talking nonsense, you are not dead!"

After Mr. Zhuang and the store clerk walked away, Mu Qi took a closer look at the scene in the courtyard. There were patrolling guards at the entrance of the suites in the courtyard, and almost all the guests living here closed their doors tightly.

The guard of the inn stood in front of Mu Shoubie's suite next door, and Mu Shoubie's eight sword boys, but Mu Shoubie himself was not seen. It is guessed that Mu Shoubie was probably the one who had the accident.

Mu Qi closed his eyes to sense, and felt a faint smell of death in the air, very faint, but it was obviously coming from Mu Shoubie's residence.

Mu Xi has been practicing the Yin technique of death qi for many years. Although his attainment is not very high, his sensitivity to death qi is far superior to that of other monks.

It was only now that Mu Qi could detect the dead energy separated by a wall, and the Wang family's defensive formation had no response all night, which was extremely abnormal.

Mu Qi frowned, closed the door of the residence, and immediately went to knock on Zhao Rongan's door.

He knocked several times and no one responded, so Mu Qi used his sword energy to damage the door lock and forced his way in.

The scene in the room was completely different from what Mu Xi had guessed. Zhao Rongan was sleeping deeply on the bed, surrounded by a strong aura of vitality, just like an ordinary monk in a trance state, but Zhao Rongan looked painful, as if he was entangled by something.

Mu Qi stepped forward and called Zhao Rongan twice, but there was no response, so he suppressed the dead energy in his body.Only use the sword energy to sense Zhao Rongan's vitality, and slowly guide the circulation, trying to calm Zhao Rongan's emotions.

This sorting method was realized by Mu Qi himself in recent years. He can't practice life-breathing spells, he can only practice swordsmanship to coexist with the dead energy in his body.

After a while, Zhao Rong'an calmed down and slowly regained consciousness.

He opened his eyes and rolled them uneasily, feeling a little dazed, as if he had lost his mind.

Mu Qi called Zhao Rongan a few more times, and poured him a glass of water to feed him. After Zhao Rongan drank the water, his expression finally returned to normal.

"Someone in Rugui Inn used insidious techniques to harm people. The victim should be Mu Shoubie. Now that the inn is locked down, we can't leave here for the time being." Mu Qi simply stated what happened.

Zhao Rong'an was a little surprised, but he didn't panic. He said: "In my dream, I felt that there was a breath of death nearby, which made me very uncomfortable, but there was a breath of life in that breath of death. Mu Shoubie should not have died yet."

The two summed it up, and now the innkeepers are keeping secret about emergencies, and they are all waiting for someone from the Ling family to come.The trip of the two of them was a deception. One of them has not recovered, and the other has practiced death energy. Now the whole inn is under investigation, so they have to stand still. If it doesn't work, they will contact Ling Chu with a messenger talisman.

After a while, Zhao Rong'an felt dozens of breaths coming to the inn quickly, one of which was extremely strong, presumably it was the monks from the Ling family who had arrived.

Sure enough, after a while, someone knocked on the door of the house, and a man said loudly: "Yizhou City is stationed, searched according to Ling's law, please open the door to cooperate with the investigation."

Mu Qi opened the door, and a young man with good features came in. He was wearing a silver knife, wearing a dark purple monk's uniform, a black collar, and a golden Steppenwolf tattooed on the neckline.Behind the young man was a small group of immortal cultivators who were not too high, and they were disciples of the Ling family who accompanied him.

As soon as the young monk entered the room, he saw the light pattern of the Wang family formation on the ground, and then looked at the outfits of the two people in the room. He changed his mind and left all the entourage at the door, and entered the room alone.

As soon as he entered the room, he took out his Ling's waist card, with a Yi character on the front and a wolf's head on the back: "Zhu Xiang, the resident manager in Xia Yizhou, if I read correctly, this magic circle is unique to Linxu Mountain. Is this person from the royal territory?"

Zhao Rongan nodded and said: "Yes, we came from Linxu Mountain and we have an urgent matter to go to Qiyang, but I don't know what happened this morning, the inn is temporarily closed, and it is not easy to leave now."

Zhao Rong'an said as he handed over a token of a direct disciple of the Wang family, which was given to him by Zhao Shoucai crying before he left.This white fox protector wanted to give Zhao Rongan all the good things.

The steward, Zhu Xiang, immediately changed his attitude when he saw the token of Wang's family. He saluted and said, "It turns out that it is Lin Xu's direct lineage. It is really impolite. You two don't know that the owner of Cangqi Mountain Villa personally brought Eight Swords Boys to stay here. Rugui Inn, their suites are also equipped with sword array protection.

But this morning, when Jiantong went to call Cangqi's son Shou Farewell, he found that he had turned into a living dead man, surrounded by death energy, and his personnel were unknown. His consciousness seemed to be still awake, but he couldn't wake up. "

Zhu Xiang sighed and said: "Although the cultivation of this young master Shoubie is not very advanced, he is by no means an ordinary person. Under the protection of the sword formation and the sword boy, he can still commit crimes without anyone noticing. I really don't know where this villain came from.

In order to prevent him from escaping and causing other people to be harmed, everyone is asked not to leave Rugui Inn for the time being. Please forgive me.But don't worry, you two, I will settle here as soon as possible, and I think it won't take too long. "

Mu Qi heard the ins and outs, and suddenly asked: "Can I see Mu Shoubye, maybe I can relieve his symptoms."

When Zhao Rong'an heard Mu Qi's words, he immediately thought of the benefactor he had said was made into a living puppet by Mu Qi, but there are famous monks everywhere here, so he was really worried about Mu Qi's move.

Seeing Zhao Rongan's uneasy eyes, Mu Qi nodded at him, indicating that he was sure to hide.

But in fact, besides thinking that Mu Shoubie is the same family as before, Mu Qi really wants to try his luck, maybe he can find some clues to his benefactor.

Zhu Xiang was taken aback when he heard that, but considering that the other party was related to the direct line of the Wang family, he should have some strengths, or it might be beneficial to the case, so he agreed.

The three of them had their own ideas, and went to the suite rented by Cangqi Villa next door together.

Mu Shou don't spend a lot of money, this house has five rooms and two halls, and there is a bathroom next to the main room, which can be said to be very extravagant.

Now, the eight sword boys who are related to the first case have been taken by disciples of the Ling family to trace the details, and Mu Shoubie is placed in the master bedroom. The living-breathing cultivator is looking after Mu Shoubie to feed him the living breath, and trying to dispel the dead energy on his body and reduce the influence of the Yin art.

When Mu Qi entered the room, he saw the lonely Mu Shoubie lying lifeless on the bed, his lips were pale, his face was blue, his eyelids were black and gray, he was hanging by the doctor beside the bed, there was no yesterday cold appearance.

Sighing, lamenting the unpredictability of the world, Mu Qi stepped forward, knelt and sat on the edge, picked up Mu Shoubie's wrist, wrapped his own dead breath with sword energy, Under the cover of a strong dead air, it penetrated into its veins.

It took half a stick of incense before Mu Qi stopped, and he said to Zhu Xiang: "This black spell should be performed by someone who has been in contact with him, and it has a delay. But it is strange that the death energy is not stronger than the heart , not into the head, it seems that he does not want to kill him."

Zhu Xiang listened, considering that Mu Shoubie Yujian came to Yizhou and entered the Rugui Inn after arriving, and immediately asked the disciples of the Ling family to investigate all the people in the inn who had contact with Mu Shoubie.

"Just now I saw that the immortal friend is using sword energy, the immortal friend should not be from the Wang family." Zhu Xiang asked Mu Qi after making arrangements.

Mu Xi replied: "I used to be a member of the Cangqi sect, but now I work for the Wang family." Mu Xi wanted to escort Zhao Rong'an by himself, but in fact he could be considered as doing things for the Wang family, which is not bad.

Zhu thought about it and said: "So that's how it is."

As soon as the words finished, the two doctors guarding the bed shouted in shock: "Oops." Mu Shoubie's half-dead face showed an expression of extreme pain, his facial features twisted, and black blood spilled from his nostrils.

"The sword energy in his body is resisting the death energy and the life energy we input. We can no longer use the life energy. His sword energy will tear him apart." The doctor said helplessly, withdrew the spell, and Mu Shou said goodbye. The painful look dissipated a little, but it could be seen that the situation was getting worse.

Seeing his life, Zhao Rongan couldn't bear to see his death. He thought of the magic spell that came to his mind when he was in Luyang City. He remembered that he transformed the tea in the cup that should be dead objects into living breath scattered in the air. .

Although the current strength is far from returning to the level where the dead air crack was eliminated, with the help of the spell, it may be possible to alleviate Mu Shoubie's problem.

"Let me try it." Zhao Rong'an said, his palm was printed on Mu Shoubie's chest, and he sang: "The way breaks through the door of death, and the soul grows up."

As the spell took effect, a weak breath of life circulated in Zhao Rongan's body, emerged from the palm of his hand, and spread on the surface of Mu Shoubie's body. Slowly, the death energy around Mu Shoubie began to change slightly, and they gradually turned into breath. The air is scattered in the air.

The steward, Zhu Xiang, was stunned when he heard the spell. This is Shen Lingcheng's breath transfer technique, and he has only seen it a few times. This is a two-pronged method that uses the Wang family's direct disciple token and uses the Wang family's defensive formation. What is the origin of people?Zhu Xiang fell into deep doubts.

38. Dilemma

The breath of life permeated along the texture, decomposing and transforming the air of death little by little. In the hands of Zhao Rong'an, these two forces had something in common, and Mu Shoubie's viscera suppressed by the air of death also slowly eased.

Mu Shoubie's Ling Lie sword energy felt that the dead energy attacking the master was retreating, and became less violent, his life seemed to be saved.

Just when everyone thought everything was going well, Zhao Rongan swayed and fell straight to the ground, his forehead hit the edge of the bed with a muffled buzzing sound.

Mu Qi immediately stepped forward to take his pulse. The pulse was weak, if there was nothing, Mu Qi immediately realized that Zhao Rongan had exhausted too much and his body was not strong enough to sustain it.

He wanted to stabilize Zhao Rongan's breath, but realized that his dead breath was no different from poisonous poison to those who cultivated life breath, so he had to turn to the monks of the Ling family in the house for help.

Seeing this situation, Zhu Xiang immediately asked the two doctors in the house to treat Zhao Rongan first.

The doctor put Zhao Rongan on the bench in the bedroom, and after a few breath adjustments, Zhao Rongan woke up leisurely, turned his head to look at Mu Shoubie who was breathing normally on the bed, and felt relieved.I tried to make a fist again, but I couldn't make a fist, and I was still weak.

Mu Qi came to help him, and the doctor told Zhao Rongan a simple way to adjust his breath by himself, helping him recover slowly.

This time, Ling's disciples have already done what Zhu Xiang arranged, and they came in to report.They checked the status of the guests in the Rugui Inn for the past three days, even those who only ate.

Those who stayed in the past three days, and those who had been in contact with Mu Shoubie, said that they had already gathered in the front hall of the inn, waiting for the steward to wish to go.

The disciple saw Zhao Rong'an and Mu Qi in the room, his eyes flickered, and he moved closer to Zhu Xiang and said in a low voice: "Master Zhao and Cultivator Mu had a friction with Young Master Shoubie yesterday, and many people have seen it."

Zhu Xiang frowned, weighed it, and said slowly: "You two immortal friends, I know that you are upright, and I am also grateful to you for lending a helping hand, so that my Ling family will not be hurt at the special time when I choose the children of Wanfa Pavilion. public opinion.

It's just that Mu Shoubie has a noble status, I'm afraid his sword boy has already passed the news back to Cangqi Villa, in order to avoid suspicion, can you please follow me to the front hall, and I will let you leave as soon as possible. "

Mu Qi knew what Zhu Xiang meant. He lowered his head and asked about Zhao Rongan's condition. Zhao Rongan said that he was much better, and there was no problem standing and walking.

So Mu Qi half-armed Zhao Rongan and followed Zhu Xiang to the front hall.

The front hall of Rugui Inn is located on the first floor, which is as high as three floors of an ordinary inn, and there is a porch screen at the entrance, which is very stylish.

There are various partitioned seats in the hall, and there are fifty or sixty tables at a rough look.There is a stage in the hall, and the stage is very large. Rugui Inn will arrange various performances here in time.At this time, dozens of people gathered in the front hall. These were all people who had met Mu Shoubie yesterday, but because of Mu Qi's feedback that the distance of this deadly Yin technique is very short, they were all arranged Different tables sit down, keeping distance from each other.

Those ordinary guests who had never met Mu Shoubie were ordered to stay in their rooms and cooperate with the investigation at any time.

In addition to the corridor leading to the second floor in the front hall, there are also spiral staircases leading to the plank road on the half floor and the hanging Accord beside the plank road.

This suspended accord is a major feature of Rugui Inn, without the support of beams and columns,