After the defeat of the devil, there is an extra child

Ning Buwei supported him, looked around the yard, and nodded at him.

Fang Wanchen was probably overly frightened, and held on to his hand tightly, "Why is Brother Chengfeng here?"

Ning Buwei did not twitch for a while, cherishing words like gold and said: "Passing by."

Fang Wanchen: "..."

Onlookers: "..."

What a perfunctory answer.

Before everyone could react, a man in white descended from the sky, his gaze swept across Fang Wanchen's hand holding Ning Buwei.

Fang Wanchen hurriedly let go after realizing it, and said to Ning Buwei, "Brother Chengfeng, forgive me."

"No problem." Ning Buwei looked at Chu Jun and asked, "How is it with you?"

Chu Jun shook his head.

They only came in a stick of incense earlier than Fang Wanchen and the others. At first, Ning Buwei didn't intend to get involved in the affairs of these mortals, but seeing Fang Wanchen walking into the illusion as if looking for death, he still couldn't help but make a move.

Fang Wanchen managed to regain his composure, and said to Ning Buwei: "Brother Chengfeng, if you don't mind, you might as well come with us. There are many people so we can take care of you."

Ning Buwei thought of the red glow that suddenly appeared on the jade pendant when Fang Wanchen stepped into the illusion just now, and nodded without thinking.

Fang Wanchen looked at Chu Jun again, "Who is this?"

"My friend." Ning Buwei said.

Chu Jun twitched his eyebrows when he heard this, but didn't say much.

Fang Wanchen bowed his head to Chu Jun, and Chu Jun returned the salute with a somewhat indifferent attitude.

Fang Wanchen said to Ning Buwei: "Our group originally planned to go directly to the west through the village, but we were forced into this yard by the fire."

"I still don't believe it." A young man in the crowd aggressively pushed open the door and stepped out of the yard, "How evil can it be—ah!"

Another young man next to the gate had quick eyesight and quick hands, and dragged him back before he was burned.

The young man sat slumped on the ground and looked ashen, "Okay, a lot of dead people!"

The people in the yard looked at each other.

"Everyone, don't panic." Fang Wanchen said calmly: "Maybe it's the Qimen Dunjia phantom formation, as long as you can find the key, you can break the situation."

"But, but my lord, we are trapped in this small courtyard, how can we find it? And we don't know what kind of door armor it is!" Someone said with a sad face.

Fang Wanchen frowned and said: "After all, I have to try it. Although I am not proficient, I have dabbled a little bit. The house we are in now has no trace of being burned by the fire. Maybe the key lies in this place." .”

Hearing this, Xu Tao excitedly said: "Everyone, hurry up and find out if there are any traps or something. My lord will definitely be able to break through this formation!"

Everyone dispersed after hearing the sound, but they didn't dare to go too far, and no one dared to go into the house to look for it.

Seeing this, Fang Wanchen said to Ning Buwei: "Brother Chengfeng, I'll go to the room to have a look."

"I'm with you." Ning Buwei nodded.

Fang Wanchen smiled at him, "Thank you Brother Chengfeng."

When Ning Buwei was about to walk to the door, he suddenly turned his head, "Chu Jun, you too—"

Chu Jun said calmly, "I'm investigating in the courtyard."

Ning Buwei was stunned for a moment, then turned around and pushed open the door.

The door was pushed open suddenly, and the dust that came blowing made them both choke and cough.

Fang Wanchen fanned the dust with his sleeve, and Ning Buwei walked in holding his breath, looking at the furnishings in the room.

In the simple hall, there is a painted table of the Eight Immortals, and a few small carving knives and carving tools are scattered on the table, which are covered with a thick layer of dust. Next to the tools, there is half-carved jade. It looks like an unformed jade pendant.

There was a small door on the west side of the hall, which was blocked by a curtain. Fang Wanchen wanted to open the curtain to enter, but Ning Buwei stopped him, "Follow me."

Fang Wanchen retreated behind him.

Chu Jun was looking at the spirit-binding formation in the yard, when he suddenly heard an exclamation from the room, and the people around him turned pale with shock, his face turned pale, and he walked into the room with a few steps.

Ning Buwei raised his arms, holding the Suzaku Knife in one hand and the ghost exorcism charm in the other, and said to Fang Wanchen, who was hugging his waist tightly, "Let's go."

Fang Wanchen's face was pale, and his eyes were not focused.

I would rather not do anything to push him away, so I can only comfort him: "It's nothing, it's just an illusion, let me go first."

Chu Jun who happened to witness this scene: "..."

Ning Buwei thought that the person who came in was a mortal, turned around and said: "Do me a favor, let your adults—"

Before he finished speaking, he met Chu Jun's cold eyes.

Ning Buwei raised the hand that was originally intended to be placed on Fang Wanchen's shoulder, and said with a serious face, "It would be better if you came to help."

Chu Jun: "..."

Chu Jun walked over and took a look at Fang Wanchen's situation, "Overcast?"

"There is something weird in this room." Ning Buwei said, "Just now he just accidentally touched the jade on the table."

Chu Jun tapped a little cinnabar between Fang Wanchen's eyebrows.

The pale-faced person suddenly took a deep breath, and he woke up as if he had just woken up from a dream.

Chu Jun picked up the jade on the table and handed it to Ning Buwei to look at. Ning Buwei took a look, and frowned instantly, "It's a change of the four-element six-in-one formation."

"It's a bit like your Soul Eater Formation." Chu Jun wiped the dust from the bottom of the jade, and stayed on it with his cinnabar-stained fingertips for a while, and a clear word "Pei" appeared on the jade.

"Sure enough, it has something to do with Pei Heguang." Ning Buwei said coldly.

Fang Wanchen, who just woke up next to him, was taken aback, looked at Ning Buwei and said, "Brother Chengfeng is saying that this place is related to Pei Heguang?"

Ning Buwei looked at him suddenly, "You know Pei Heguang!?"

Fang Wanchen hurriedly waved his hands, "Pei Jing and Pei Heguang were a famous national teacher in the Li Dynasty 500 years ago. It is said that he was proficient in astronomy and yin and yang. In the end, he was directly enshrined as a Marquis...but there is no such precedent in the past dynasties, and sometimes his methods are quite ruthless, and the world has mixed praises and criticisms for this."

Chu Jun and Ning Buwei looked at each other, they both saw the puzzlement in each other's eyes.

A cultivator who cultivates immortals will bear a huge karma just by intervening in the life and death of an ordinary person, let alone deciding the fate of a country and a dynasty in the mortal world without authorization.

And if, as Fang Wanchen said, Pei Heguang intervened in the war 500 years ago and even became a marquis in the mortal world, every move would interfere with the fate of countless mortals, he would have been smashed to pieces by the thunder in the cultivation world there are none left...

"It doesn't make sense." Ning Buwei said, "There's no need for him to be a monk—"

I would rather not take a look at him.

He looked at the jade in Chu Jun's hand. The patterns carved on it were the same as the jade pendant on Fang Wanchen's waist. He also thought of the sixth person in Yan Jinzhou's memory who had never shown up. A strange guess came to his mind.

"What if Pei and Guang...are mortals?"

The cold wind whistled past through the window, faint cries came from all directions, and the red glow on the jade pendant around Fang Wanchen's waist instantly flourished.

"Remove the jade pendant!"

Ning Buwei and Chu Jun reached out their hands almost at the same time to tear off the jade pendant on Fang Wanchen's waist, but the moment they touched the jade pendant, they were sucked in by a huge suction force.

The jade pendant fell to the ground with a clang, rolled twice, and leaned against the half-carved jade.

When Ning Buwei opened his eyes, he found that his sight became much shorter.

He was standing in a bush, holding a wreath made of flowers in his hand. Looking carefully, his hand became smaller several times, black and thin, like a black chicken paw.

"Damn, Fourth Brother Pei's family picked up a nobleman, do you want to go and see it!?" Someone shouted.

Before Ning Buwei could react, his feet started to move. He was gasping for breath, mixed with a group of seven or eight-year-old children, earth-embryo houses and brand-new tile-roofed houses passed by him, and he looked from a distance. In the endless green wheat fields and rolling hills, mud spots splashed on his chin, and the air exuded the unique damp smell of soil after a rainy day.

These dozen or so children were all wearing coarse clothes, some of them were very fair, and their clothes were obviously better than theirs, and they chirped: "I heard that they are immortals who fell from the sky!"

"Fourth Brother Pei carried it back, but Boss Pei beat him to death. It was the immortal who woke up and stuffed money to let him stay..."

"Hurry up, it's here!"

A group of children mixed among several adults, jumping up and down, trying to get over the high courtyard wall and see what it looks like inside.

After jumping uncontrollably for two times, Ning Buwei found that he could control his body, so he walked around the base of the wall to the back of the yard, estimated the height, climbed onto the wall by a locust tree next to him, and then moved Jumped down flexibly.

The sound of heavy footsteps came from behind him, Ning Buwei slipped into the haystack next to him, and saw the appearance of the person through the gap between the hay.

This man was burly and bearded. He looked about 40 to [-] years old. He had a fierce face and was holding a stick in his hand. He walked towards the woodshed next to him step by step.

"What are you doing!?" Before he could get close to the woodshed, a thin woman ran out from nowhere, stopped in front of him, and lowered her voice: "Now everyone in the four villages in the neighborhood knows that we picked up a fairy back , if you kill him, the official uniform will definitely arrest you and put you in prison!"

The man also lowered his voice and said in a deep voice: "Do you think I want to! Do you remember what those people said? If they are discovered, our entire Peijiazhuang will have to be buried with them!"

The woman clutched his sleeve and cried, "I told you a long time ago that you should treat him better...you just don't listen, what should you do now?"

"Just kill them all!" The man clenched the stick in his hand, "That man will be alive in one breath, I—"

"Bang bang bang!"

Suddenly there was a knock on the door, and someone shouted loudly: "Boss Pei! I heard that you picked up an immortal! Let us have a look too! We brought something for the immortal!"

"Yes, yes, quickly open the door for us!"

The little woman was trembling with fright, "What's the matter? What if they see it?"

Boss Pei pressed her shoulder, "Go and lock the firewood door, we'll tell them."

The woman nodded quickly, Boss Pei went to the gate, and she turned around and turned into a narrow passage between the main room and the wall, Ning Buwei got out from the haystack and quietly followed behind her .

There is a small firewood shed behind the main house. The woman locked the wood shed with a lock, and as if worried, she moved a large stone used to press the haystack to the front of the door with great difficulty.

Taking advantage of his thin stature, Ning Buwei slipped between the wall and the woodshed, poked a hole in the paper window, and saw the situation inside clearly through the dim light.

There were several high piles of firewood in the room, and in the corner was a large piece of hay, on which lay a man covered in blood, and there was a person next to him with his back turned, so he couldn't see clearly.

Ning Buwei was about to get closer, but his elbow accidentally touched the window lattice, making a soft click.

The man with his back turned suddenly turned his head, and in the dim light and dust, Tong Ning Buwei met his eyes.