Reborn Enemy

When the wind blows in the middle of the night, the white paper lanterns on the wooden poles at the entrance of the village are blown to and fro. The lights are weak and the moonlight is hazy. the taste of.

Under the lantern is a simple shed with white curtains hanging outside and red spirit-calling flags erected beside it. An oil lamp is lit in the shed, and the dim light reflects the thin wooden coffin. drowsy.

"It's here."

Two figures appeared in the shed out of thin air, like ghosts and ghosts. The two men guarding the coffin didn't notice it, and they were still fast asleep.

Gu Pinglin walked to the side of the coffin, pushed open the coffin lid, stretched his hand in and looked around for a while, and said, "Sure enough, this old woman didn't die of a disease, but died of weakness because of evil spirits."

The corpse in the coffin was the wife of the deceased Zhao Si that the villagers said during the day. Her tongue had been cut off. It is customary here that all corpses of dead people who are incomplete must be completed before they can be buried. Put the tongue in, otherwise you will be dumb in the next life, so the coffin stopped here when it was dug out.

"This way, ordinary people will not be suspicious." Duan Qingming also walked to him.

"The evil spirit has almost dissipated. This person's technique is so clever that he not only hides it from others, but even ordinary cultivators can't detect it." Gu Pinglin withdrew his hand, and the black air dissipated with his fingertips, "No wonder Feijian Palace didn't pay attention. "After several months of accidents, it is impossible for Feijian Palace not to get news, but the other party is too strong and smart, the people who investigate will only think that the deceased was unlucky and hit the evil spirit, was eroded by Yin Qi, and died without timely treatment.

"It takes time for a person to die of illness, and the next target is not difficult to find. He should have already made a move," Duan Qingming looked at the corpse in the coffin, and sighed, "To be spotted by Mr. Lu, the tongue-in-cheek, I think this old woman must have three inches." An incorruptible tongue is a sharp-mouthed person."

"In that case, brother, you must be careful." Gu Pinglin withdrew his hand.

"I'm flattered that my younger brother is concerned," Duan Qingming smiled, and pushed the coffin lid back to its original position, "What do you plan to do next?"

"You already have an idea, why ask me." Gu Pinglin took two steps towards the outside of the shed and stopped, "Someone is here."

Under the moonlight, several figures silently appeared outside the shed. At first it was a middle-aged man with a straight nose and a square mouth, a bushy beard, an extremely burly figure, a hulking back, and an exquisite piano case on his back. A soldier took off his armor and put on a scholar.

"Fifth Senior Brother, this is the place." The voice was very familiar, speaking fast, it was Zhou Caiqin.

The middle-aged man is Nie Yu, the fifth direct disciple of Master Zhou Shan of the Guangling Sect. He has nothing to say about his temperament and talent. Apart from his senior brother Yan Han and his senior brother Feng Ying, he is the one who has the most true teaching of the Dao of Qin and Sword, but his appearance is a bit hard to describe. He is different from ordinary Guangling The image of his disciples is very different. Now that he has formed the inner alchemy, it is no wonder that Zhou Shanzhu is relieved to let his daughters come out with him.

"Who? Who's talking..." The older man in the shed was startled awake and looked out sleepily, but the next moment he lowered his head and fell asleep again.

Nie Yu walked into the mortuary shed, without looking at the drowsy man next to him, he reached out to lift the coffin lid, but stopped suddenly when he reached mid-air, he looked carefully at the coffin lid, then raised his eyes to look around: "Someone has been here .”

"Could it be that demon cultivator?" Zhou Caige hurried forward.

"It may not be a demon cultivator," Nie Yu said, "Junior Sister should not believe everything that outsiders say."

Being taught by him, Zhou Caige said "oh" casually, obviously not listening.

Seeing this, Nie Yu could only shake his head, and pushed open the coffin lid. Zhou Caiqin also came over to check it out, and whispered: "I really don't have a tongue, so I'll just say I'm not lying!"

Nie Yu stretched out his hand and gently lifted the corpse's head, and suddenly let out a "huh", secretly drawing his true energy, and pointed his fingers on the corpse's forehead.

Zhou Caige hurriedly asked: "Brother, what did you find?"

The oil lamps were dimly lit, and Nie Yu's face was a little unclear. He quickly withdrew his hand and put the coffin lid back on, speaking calmly: "It's nothing, he died of illness, let's go."

Zhou Caiqin was still skeptical: "But cutting out the tongue is too weird..."

Nie Yu interrupted her: "Maybe it's someone's revenge. Humiliation of corpses is a matter for human officials. Even if there are magic cultivators and Feijian Palace, it's not our turn."

"But..." Zhou Caige wanted to say more.

"Why did the master order you to come here? Don't mind your own business!" Nie Yu waved his hand and scowled, "Go back."

The Zhou sisters were in awe of this senior brother, no matter how much they disagreed, they did not dare to object to his decision, so they pouted and followed him away.

Under the lantern, two figures quietly appeared.

Gu Pinglin looked at the direction where everyone was going: "Nie Yu really can do something."

Duan Qingming said: "Smart people."

Nie Yu saw the real cause of this person's death, realized the seriousness of the situation, and the Guangling faction had few people with him, so he didn't want to cause trouble, and he wouldn't report to Feijian Palace, because he guessed that Feijian Palace didn't find the problem, and outsiders Reminding rashly is tantamount to slapping the master in the face. Besides, it is not difficult to solve this matter. As long as the same thing happens a few times nearby, Feijian Palace will naturally pay attention again. It is nothing more than killing a few more people. If you are smart, you will not only attack in one place, and when he leaves, the matter will also pass.

The monks will take care of the mortal world, and will eliminate demons and defend the way, but to the monks, the lives of mortals are nothing more than ants, and the number of deaths is just a number.This is the gap caused by the realm. When you are strong enough to enter another level and world, maybe you will still help the weak at the bottom, but in your heart, you will no longer regard them as equivalent to yourself up.

After all, human beings have always been good at forgetting their roots and forgetting when they were weak, so they despise weak others.

If it wasn't for the immediate need, Gu Pinglin wasn't interested in meddling in his own business. Now that he had obtained the clues, the two of them returned to the small posthouse at night and rested separately.

Sitting cross-legged on the bed, Gu Pinglin tried again to break through the [-]rd stage of Huaqi Realm. He made some progress, but he still fell short in the end. The breakthrough failed, and a mouthful of blood sprayed on the ground in front of the bed.

His tendons were damaged, and his pubic region and chest were in severe pain. Gu Pinglin coughed violently, forcibly calmed down the backlashing zhenqi, gasped for two breaths, and slowly stood up while supporting the edge of the bed.

From Jiewaidan to Huaqi Second Stage within one year, this speed of cultivation is already a great surprise for ordinary people, but with the "Fenghua Jue" skills, even if the Dao veins in the previous life are abolished and start from scratch, Entry is far better than it is now.

I don't know what happened to Duan Qingming?With his aptitude and the "Bending Heaven Jue" technique, he should be at least at the sixth level of Qi Transformation now, or... the seventh level, right?

Wiping the blood on his lips with the back of his hand, Gu Pinglin sat quietly for a while, then put aside distracting thoughts, and re-circulated the true energy of creation.

The injured tendons are warmed and nourished, and the pain is gradually relieved.

At dawn, Gu Pinglin finally received his power and let out a long breath.There is no major problem with the dantian, but the tendon injury is a little more troublesome, and it should be able to recover after a few days of recuperation.Gu Pinglin sorted things out roughly with the water purification formula, and walked out the door.

The courtyard was very lively, a large vat of hot water was brought from the Posthouse Trail, and spells such as the Water Purification Jue were a bit more expensive, so there were still many monks fetching water to wash their faces, Zhou Caiqin and several female nuns were there.It happened that Lan Feiyu also walked in from the outside side by side with a scholar, and the two were talking and laughing, looking very speculative.

"Fortunately, I met Brother Zhang today, thank you very much." Lan Feiyu finally showed some youthful and lively appearance, and his tone was full of gratitude.

That Zhang Sheng said humbly: "We are friends when we go out, and we should take care of each other. Brother Lan is a member of the Taoist sect, let alone ordinary people like me."

"Brother Zhang is not here."

……

Seeing Gu Pinglin, Lan Feiyu put away his smile, came over cautiously, and introduced: "This is a friend I just met, Brother Zhang."

That student Zhang was neither humble nor overbearing, he smiled and cupped his hands: "Xiaosheng Zhang Ding, I have seen Daxiu."

Gu Pinglin had already sized him up. This person had an ordinary face, two eyebrows that were slightly conspicuous, a thin figure, and no aura of a cultivator. He seemed to be an ordinary person. Gu Pinglin nodded and said: "The cultivation level is still low, Don’t dare to call it a major repair, sir, please be polite.”

Lan Feiyu was always in awe of him, and after saying a few words, he dragged Zhang Ding into the room.

Looking at the backs of the two, Gu Pinglin frowned slightly.

"Morning Mr. Gu." Zhou Caiqin raised his eyes and saw him, and greeted him specially.

Gu Pinglin didn't want to meddle in Lan Feiyu's affairs, so he looked away: "Morning Miss Zhou."

Because his words and deeds were too strict, Zhou Caiqin couldn't help but look at him a few more times, his eyes lit up immediately, and he covered his mouth with a smile and said, "You don't look like Mr. Duan's junior."

As the head of the sect, Gu Pinglin would naturally deal with all kinds of people, so he just smiled and didn't answer.

Sure enough, Zhou Caiqin didn't tease him anymore, took advantage of everyone not paying attention, quickly walked up to him, and said in a low voice: "My fifth senior brother went to investigate the incident yesterday..."

"Hey, what are you whispering early in the morning?" A voice interrupted her.

The two turned to look at the same time.

Duan Qingming was still wearing a straight-collared white robe, a plain cross-collared long gown underneath, and a white silk belt, but instead of a hairband on his head, he was wearing a jade crown. Like a pearl and beautiful jade, it is warm and lustrous, impeccable.Standing on the steps with his hands behind his back, he has a handsome figure, just like the usual posture of a nobleman, yet easy-going.

"Mr. Duan." Zhou Caiqin immediately became stiff, her pink face slightly reddish.

"Morning Miss Zhou," Duan Qingming greeted her kindly, then walked up to Gu Pinglin, and said to Gu Pinglin, "By the way, the deceased seemed to have died of illness, but his evil spirit was still there. Sure enough, there was a demon cultivator who killed him." Take out your tongue, fortunately, there are clues..."

"What!" Zhou Caiqin lost her voice, "Bad air?"

"Oh, this matter is just our speculation, it may not be the case," Duan Qingming raised a finger to his lips, and blinked playfully, "Girl, please keep it a secret."

"But my fifth senior brother said..." Thinking of Nie Yu's suspicious expression last night, Zhou Caiqin stopped and asked cautiously, "Then what are you going to do?"

"That person must have another target. He wants to make people look like they died of illness. Someone nearby must have been sick. It is said that the first few dead people were all articulate, maybe..." Realizing that he said too much, Duan Qingming ended the topic, and gently reminded, "This matter is very dangerous. I guess Nie Daxiu doesn't want to get involved, and the girl should not pursue it."

The luster in the big eyes flowed, Zhou Caiqin agreed.

When she walked away, Gu Pinglin turned to face Duan Qingming: "You are like this..."

"Inquiring about news is a woman's specialty. I just let the right people do what they are good at," Duan Qingming said nonchalantly, "She is also very happy, and it's not a dangerous thing. What are you worried about?"

Gu Pinglin's tone was not very good: "If you just ask for news, it's really fine."

"It's just an outsider, why should you care so much? You forgot what you said." Before Gu Pinglin could say anything else, Duan Qingming suddenly raised his hand to caress his face, "Hey, your complexion is very bad, what's wrong?"

Opposite Zhou Caiqin happened to pull her sister Zhou Caige out of the room. The two were talking quietly, with sly expressions, probably about to sneak out to inquire about the news. When they caught a glimpse of the situation of the two of them here, the two sisters were startled.

Gu Pinglin returned to his senses as his slightly cool fingers brushed against his lips.

Duan Qingming is very obsessed with cleanliness. I have never seen him get close to anyone in public in his previous life. This person is restless in his bones, and his ideas are different from ordinary people.It's clearly intentional, taking other people's reactions as fun, that's what makes this person hateful.

Knowing that he deliberately made himself angry, Gu Pinglin would not do what he wanted, but he couldn't be indifferent. He immediately pretended nothing happened, and calmly brushed his hand away: "It's okay."

Duan Qingming seemed to see the two sisters just now, and naturally stopped: "Are the two girls going out to relax?"

"Ah... yes... yes." Zhou Caige stammered, lowered his head, and dragged his sister away as if fleeing.

"People from the Guangling School are really interesting," Duan Qingming watched the two daughters disappear, and said with a smile, "Tell me, what are they thinking?"

Gu Pinglin didn't care at all: "Aren't you the best at controlling people's hearts? Even you don't know, how can I know."

"is it?"

With his hands clenched in his sleeves, Gu Pinglin ignored him and went straight to Xin Ji's room.