The brother I picked up is enchanted

"What a freak."

The girl wiped her wet hands casually on her skirt, muttering as she walked.

"That person left just now?" The peddler turned around and asked, looking behind the girl, where could he see half a figure.

"Yeah." The girl said in a muffled voice, she didn't do anything to help, the other party directly used spiritual power to control the dripping position of the syrup, the sugar figurine really made the other party look good...

It's just made like that, does anyone really want to eat it?

Thinking of the candy figurine made by that young man just now, the girl felt chills in her heart, and shook her head vigorously, secretly thinking that it was not for her to eat anyway.

Luo Xuanchuan walked in a hurry, not because he was in a hurry to send things out, but because he sensed an extremely dangerous aura suddenly appearing in an alley to the south.

Perhaps due to his extraordinary talent, he was born with a superhuman perception of danger.

The deep alley near the city gate in the south is rarely passed by pedestrians due to dilapidation.

There are only small paths that barely allow two people to pass between the houses. There are tall houses on both sides, which look dark and crowded.

At the end of the path extending in all directions, there are some piled up sundries and haystacks. Next to it is a broken temple, which has collapsed at one corner.

Luo Xuanchuan raised his hand, and the pile of hay was shaken away by spiritual power, revealing the covered corpse.

He could vaguely recognize the old man who had just left with his grandson. The other party seemed to have been emptied by something, and the crumpled skin was now like a piece of crumpled paper, pitifully pasted on the thin and thin frame.

The eyes were hollow and purple-black.The old man's two skinny hands were still half-clasped, as if he was gently grasping something.

People who were alive not long ago are now breathless.

Luo Xuanchuan was about to lift his feet to leave, but he turned around because of something, and stared at this face that was already full of lifelessness.

In the next second, the flames that rose suddenly engulfed the other party, and in a short while it turned into a cloud of white ashes, all of which fell into a small porcelain bottle like light smoke.

He put the porcelain vase in the ruined temple and jumped on the roof.

From here, one can see a streak of black air floating out from the dark alley he left just now, extending far away.

He is not unfamiliar with this kind of breath, he has felt it in the valley outside Yao Town and the Moxiu of the Demon Lotus Sect who attacked them.

Without hesitation, Luo Xuanchuan chased after him in the direction guided by the black air.

On the other side, a bad premonition suddenly rose in Meng Lingrong's heart. At this moment, a young man hurried over and begged to see Elder Han at the door.

Han Yi frowned and said impatiently, "What's the matter?"

Qu Zhenren persuaded from the side: "Elder Han, this child must have something urgent, why don't you ask someone to come in and say, if there is something really important, so that everyone can come up with an idea."

Han Yi disdainfully, sneered in his heart, but nodded indifferently on his face.

After the young man came in and got the answer, he hurriedly said: "Elder Han, the Han family...something happened to the Han family."

Han Yi's complexion changed: "What's going on?"

The young man in front of him is a disciple of their Wuhua Sect, but he is also a member of their Han family, so he will not joke about this kind of thing.Thinking of this, countless possibilities flashed in Han Yi's mind.

"Just an hour ago, no one came out of the Han family mansion, and none of the people we sent in to check the situation came out, and once they entered, they couldn't be contacted..."

Under Han Yi's coercion, the disciple turned pale and his voice became smaller and smaller.

"Trash!" Han Yi blushed and cursed directly.

"Elder Han doesn't need to be too impatient. The most urgent thing is to go to Han's house to understand the situation before making plans. Since we are all here now, why not go to Han's house together? If Elder Han needs help, we old bones I can also lend a helping hand." Master Zhu kindly said.

"No need, this is the Han family's own business, so I don't need to worry about it." Han Yi said with a lip-smacking smile, and left before he finished speaking.

After leaving the Guifeng Tower, Meng Lingrong still felt a little uneasy, just now Venerable Fangyue mentioned another protector of the Demon Lotus Sect, Liu Qianmian, known as the Thousand Faced Ghost.

As the name suggests, this person can change his appearance, is good at hiding, and is murderous.If this is the case, it is not surprising that Liu Qianmian slaughtered all the disciples of the Qimu Sect... The leader of the Qimu Sect has the strength in the early stage of transformation, and it may not be possible for an ordinary demon to kill all the Qimu Sect members. Take it down.

If it is really a thousand-faced ghost, then everything has a reasonable explanation.

"Are you worried about Lingrong?" Venerable Fangyue's voice came from the side.

Meng Lingrong nodded.

"In the Demon Lotus Sect, the thousand-faced ghost is much older than the white-faced ghost, and it is said that he is a half-demon." Venerable Fangyue said this, a trace of disgust flashed in his eyes.

The half-demon body is a half-human, half-demon monster. It is not the product of the combination of humans and monsters as most people think, but an evil thing born from the mutual devouring of demons and monsters.

"In order to gain powerful power, some demon cultivators parasitize monsters that are naturally blended with demon energy in their bodies.

And the final result is that the consciousness of the monster dominates, and the monster will become stronger and stronger with the nourishment of the demon energy, swallowing the consciousness of the demon cultivator, and some monsters are not monsters that were born in the world, but resurrected monsters... ..."

Meng Lingrong's complexion also became serious.After the powerful monster dies, it will turn into magic energy to reincarnate in this world and then condense again, which is the process of resurrection.

After the resurrection, the memory will wear out, but with the nourishment of the magic energy, it will slowly recover and even remember the things before the resurrection, and the strength will become stronger and stronger.

"Then this thousand-faced ghost is also a resurrected monster?"

"That's right." Venerable Fangyue nodded.

"Thousand-faced ghost is very strong, but it also has a fatal weakness." Venerable Fangyue said in a low voice, "However, this cannot be completely believed. If it is rumored by others, it has long since become unknown."

"It is said that the Thousand-Miangui can be killed by tricking the Thousand-Miangui into transforming into all his clones, and then killing his main body. However, the Thousand-Miangui is ever-changing, so how can we find his main body..."

Having said this, Venerable Fangyue also sighed.

Meng Lingrong suddenly said: "Since this thousand-faced ghost is a resurrected monster, can we know the identity of the thousand-faced ghost before his resurrection from the ancient books? And since the thousand-faced ghost has been resurrected, it means that he must have died once, and someone knows him real body."

"It's not unreasonable for you to say that."

Venerable Fangyue nodded, then frowned and said, "It's just that many ancient books were destroyed in the chaos many years ago. Today, the place where the most ancient books are preserved should be the Flying Star Building in Mengtianjing. If there is a chance, Lingrong You can go and have a look, but let’s go to the Han’s house first.”

As soon as Venerable Fangyue finished speaking, Meng Lingrong felt a red light enveloping her, and not long after, the two of them were already standing in front of a tall mansion.At this time, the door of the Han family was closed tightly, as if thanking guests behind closed doors.

There were already many people around, and someone stepped forward to push the door and did not open it, and felt a biting cold.Everyone screamed and ran away immediately.

"According to the disciple's description, the matter of the Han family may not be that simple. If it involves the magic cultivator, it will be even more troublesome. How can it be regarded as the family affairs of the Han family." She snorted coldly, obviously dissatisfied with Han Yiduo.

Luo Xuanchuan followed the black air and walked to a side door. When he approached, it seemed that he was blocked by some barrier. Soon the resistance gradually weakened, and Luo Xuanchuan lifted his foot and walked in.

When he stepped into this field, everything around him quickly dimmed. It was clearly daytime outside, but the sky inside was pitch black, like midnight.

He walked in along the stone road, and if nothing else happened, the breath he sensed was inside.

The originally narrow path soon came to an end, and there was a huge flat land in front of it, which seemed to have reached the front yard of the Han family's mansion.

In sight, many Han family disciples and servants fell to the ground and had been dead for some time.

Luo Xuanchuan didn't even take a second look, but just stared at the person standing in the middle expressionlessly. The other person turned his head, and it was the boy he had seen today.

But now the other party's face is not that kind of shy and shy expression, replaced by an extremely evil, with a little malicious smile.

It was very inconsistent to put it on that immature face.

"Why are you here?" the boy said.

The sword in his hand was still stuck in the chest of a middle-aged man, who was still kneeling, but no longer angry.

The young man uninterestedly pulled out the sword and splashed a pool of blood. He looked at Luo Xuanchuan and showed a strange smile: "You can see that trace of devilish energy, which means that you are not completely human. How can you put your own The breath is completely hidden, mixed with humans?"

The sword in Luo Xuanchuan's hand seemed to be alive, a black light flashed and stabbed directly at the boy.

Unexpectedly, the opponent was faster, so he dodged away.And where the boy was standing, there was a corpse that had lost all life, and was stabbed by Luo Xuanchuan again.

"It's okay if you don't want to tell me." The boy sat on the eaves, spread his hands, and sneered, "I'll know all the secrets you have when I eat you."

After finishing speaking, a red light flashed in his eyes, and he rushed towards Luo Xuanchuan quickly, the long sword in his hand gradually changed its shape into a weapon like a spear.

At the same time, the fallen corpse stood up again as if pulled by some force, and rushed towards Luo Xuanchuan.However, he moved slowly, like a marionette, and his movements were not very flexible, which could only cause him some troubles.

If you don't do it, you can't clean these things up, and even your sight and standing space will be taken up.

After a while, Luo Xuanchuan's originally clean white clothes were already covered with blood, and the blood slowly flowed down the blade and seeped into the ground.

Suddenly the youth's figure flashed from behind Luo Xuanchuan, the weapon in his hand stabbed directly at his chest, but because of his dodge, only the storage bag at the waist was cut.

The low-level space formation in the storage bag was shattered by the boy's attack, and the scattered things originally stored in the storage bag fell out.

Luo Xuanchuan picked up a tightly wrapped paper bag on the ground, and was stabbed in the back of the waist without making a sound, but slowly swallowed the blood back.

"This body is still too weak." The boy's voice sounded from behind, as if a little regretful.

Killing those people just now cost him a lot of strength, no amount of this body can bear it.

"The human monk who came out for you today, you seem to have a good relationship, what will the other party think if they see you standing in the Han family covered in blood? Will they still stand by your side?"

"I've cleaned up all the devilish energy here. I didn't kill these people with magic cultivators in the first place. What do you think will happen if someone breaks them? Will anyone believe you?"

After the boy finished speaking, he seemed to have no strength, and fell down softly.Presumably the possessed person has already left.

Only then did Luo Xuanchuan see the sword wound on the back of the boy's neck.

The boy died a long time ago, and his body was occupied by people afterwards, and the wound on his neck was also covered up with illusion.

Luo Xuanchuan didn't listen to what the other party said at all, but just looked at the half-broken sugar figurine in his hand.

This kind of thing is very fragile, and it will break if you drop it.

He barely sticks the thing on, and it looks a little crooked.

Suddenly, the shadow over the Han family dissipated, and the door opened wide.

The first thing Meng Lingrong saw was Luo Xuanchuan standing on the pile of corpses. The sword in his hand was covered with blood, which made his heart skip a beat.

He glanced quickly, there might not be a living person left in the entire Han family mansion, everyone is dead, who killed them...

He walked towards Luo Xuanchuan, his face became more condensed the closer he got, and the smell of blood coming from the pavement was disgusting.

Suddenly Luo Xuanchuan raised his hand, and Meng Lingrong subconsciously became alert.

The other party just handed him a greased paper bag.

After a few steps, Meng Lingrong could smell the sweet and greasy smell of flowers, which was obviously not strong, but it seemed to have dispelled the pervasive bloody smell around her, and there seemed to be a hint of sweetness in the air.

"I just made it at a roadside stall." Luo Xuanchuan added, "I paid for it."