Don't fall in love with a pig killer!

"Yan Chicheng?" Xie Qiushi murmured.

Hearing his voice, Xianjun Yan looked down at him, the sharpness in his eyes slowly faded away, like sharp ice edges soaked in warm water, his brows and eyes softened.

Yan Chicheng said: "Go to Dongling."

Headmaster Xie immediately understood, but did not act immediately, but questioned: "Of course I will go to Zhu Bailing to find out the matter, but these people..."

"With me here, they will be fine." Yan Chicheng said in a low voice, but he didn't want to explain any more, but lightly shouted, "Go!"

Xie Qiushi raised his eyebrows, looked him up and down, and then glanced at the three peak masters standing behind him like a tree, said nothing, just whistled Bi Xiao and rode away on a crane.

It took less than half a day for Master Xie to arrive at Dongling. Unexpectedly, Dongling was not a scene of people dying.

The Nether Sect supports the girls, manages the crops every day, manages the chaos at night, sets its own rules and regulations, and is almost self-reliant. It is not so much the "chaos of the world" in Fu Qingfeng's mouth, it is better to boast One sentence is waiting to be done.

Xie Qiushi only frowned and looked at it, then walked into the Yemeng Bieyuan behind the Xianjun Temple, and took a lot of effort to pull out the old steward Ling Jian from the closet.

Ling Jian wailed: "Master!"

"What's going on?" Xie Qiushi asked as he walked, "Zhu Bailing wants to kill you?"

"Fairy Zhu came here once, so I probably didn't notice the old man." Ling Jian tremblingly followed behind Xie Qiushi, "Where is the young master going?"

"Let's go to Dead Man's Slope again." Xie Qiushi said casually, "something happened in Wuling."

The steward made a "huh", obviously not surprised, after a while, he asked in a hoarse voice: "Young master, since Yan Xiao didn't come with you, but stayed in Wuling to preside over the overall situation?"

Xie Qiushi did not answer directly, but simply said a word: "Great Asura Curse." After a pause, he asked again: "Do you know what that is?"

"Naturally, young master." Ling Jian wiped the cold sweat from his brow, "There is the Nine Heavens above, and the Temple of Yama below, the Eight Desolation Sovereign Art, the Great Asura of Soul Fixation..."

Xie Qiushi was stunned: "Isn't "The Sovereign of the Eight Desolations" a skill practiced by Qin Lingche?"

"Yes." Ling Jian said, "Young Master, the Eight Desolation Dominion can make people return to one after all ages, and the Great Shura Curse can break mountains and break boundaries, and draw another way beyond the three realms. Both of them are detached from the world. The forbidden technique of the law, the Emperor of Heaven is in charge of the "Supreme Law", Yan Xiao is familiar with the "Sura Curse", as for ordinary people, let alone use it, they can't even listen to it."

Xie Qiushi let out a "Huh" in surprise, and said with a smile, "Since Yan Xiao is so powerful, why is he locked in a prison by the Emperor of Heaven?"

Ling Jian hesitated for a moment, but finally did not give a convincing answer.

Before sunset, the master and servant rushed to the dead man's slope.

Xie Qiushi felt that the place was much more depressed than the last time he came here. The reeds all over the sky seemed to wither with the autumn, the autumn insects chirped, the cool wind gusts, and a bleak coolness evaporated from the damp water and soil. Come up, slowly climb up along the ankle.

Xie Qiushi couldn't help speeding up his pace, and after a while, he returned to the forest of steles full of camellias, and said without further ado, "Dig."

Ling Jian gave Xie Qiushi a trembling look, bowed his head and began to dig the grave again. Soon, thirteen women's bones were neatly lined up in front of Xie Qiushi.

Xie Qiushi looked at the file marks on the chest of the thirteenth girl, moved his gaze down slowly, looked at the woman's abdomen and pelvis, and asked as he looked, "What did you see when Yan Xiao washed Taoyuan Village with blood? Tell me."

"Young master?" Ling Jian asked in surprise, "You know?"

Xie Qiushi didn't say a word, but with a few white bones hooked on his toes, he flipped through them casually, fiddling left and right to check.

"At that time... At that time, Taoyuan Xianjun had already descended to the earth to endure calamities..." Ling Jian lowered his eyes and sighed.

Xie Qiushi frowned, but his face remained calm.

"Yan Xiao seems to have made a big fuss in Ziwei Palace, almost tearing down the entire golden palace. Some people said that he wanted to assassinate His Majesty, while others said that he was tired of staying in the Heavenly Court and wanted to set up another family and proclaim himself king. "The old steward looked left and right, and after confirming that there was no third person present, he considered his words and lowered his voice, "This matter has caused a commotion in the heavens, and the immortals looked sideways. In the end, I don't know how to end it. Instead of punishing Yan Xiao, he issued a decree, ordering Yan Xiao to replace Lord Taoyuan, and wipe out all the remaining "Taoyuan Village Legacy", while he himself stepped down from the fire platform and suffered a hundred years of calamity."

"Yan Xiao Tu Village, are you working for Lord Taoyuan?" Xie Qiushi raised his eyebrows, and put the leg bone hooked by his toe back on the ground, "Why did the Emperor of Heaven suddenly go to experience calamity?"

"I don't understand either," Ling Jian said in a daze, subconsciously skipping his first question, "When I saw Yan Xiao again, he sat quietly outside the Yemeng Bie Yuan for a whole night, his whole body was bruised. Ask him if you want to enter the door, he didn't say a word, and left the next day, and later the old man learned from other people that he had a fierce battle with Fairy Nether here that day..."

"He won, didn't he?" Xie Qiushi smiled faintly.

"It should be a victory." Ling Jian sighed, "When Fairy Youming was defeated, he used heaven and earth as evidence to cut off his robes and change his name and surname. After Yan Xiao left that night, he lived in seclusion in Wuling , even though he claims to be an 'Xianjun', he never leaves Xiaojinghu."

Xie Qiushi remained silent.

"Master, there are all kinds of things. Although the old man has heard a lot and has guesses in his heart, it is really inconvenient to say more. If you want to know more, maybe Yan Xiao should tell you in person." Ling steward looked up at him, but found Xie Qiushi's eyes Ling Ling stared at the bones on the ground, as if she wasn't listening seriously, "Master?"

Xie Qiushi raised his hand to signal him to shut up, and suddenly made a tactic, and threw it into the bones, and the thirteen bones emitted a burst of bluish light.

"Young master?" Ling Jian called out again, his eyelids twitched, and he hurriedly asked, "But what did you find?"

Xie Qiushi said: "Ling Jian, these thirteen women must die because they want to give birth to ghost fetuses and continue the blood of ghosts?"

The steward was confused, so he nodded.

"I checked with the 'Curse of Rebirth'." Xie Qiushi stroked his fingers lightly, "There are only thirteen lives here."

The steward made a "ah" sound, but he didn't seem to react, and after a while, he slowly opened his mouth wide.

"Thirteen skeletons, thirteen lives." Xie Qiushi said coldly, "Where did the ghost come from?"

When his words fell to the ground, a thin gust of cold wind swirled in, rolling up the scorched yellow leaves, rustling.

Even the half-human, half-ghost spirit almost trembled because of this, Ling Jian kept shaking his head and said: "But the true eyes of the Emperor of Heaven, the true eyes of the Emperor of Heaven, there is absolutely no way to see anything wrong..."

"Investigate." Xie Qiushi said bluntly, "Dig out all the bones and investigate them one by one."

He gave an order, and Dead Man Po almost "died" again.

Immortal spells tumbled, dust scattered, rows and rows of steles were knocked down by spells, and the chapped cemetery was turned upside down like open wounds, revealing small thin wooden coffins and large and small bones.

Xie Qiushi was very patient, he looked at each skeleton carefully, and finally ordered Jian Jian to find the name book when Taoyuan Village was destroyed a hundred years ago, and compared them one by one, and finally threw the yellowed book in the On the ground, said: "Ling Jian."

Steward Ling took the book tacitly, checked it again carefully, and finally his face turned pale, and his knees trembled: "Young Master, Young Master is aware of the details. When everyone in Taoyuan Village died a hundred years ago, the 72 women in Taoyuan Village were written in the book. . . . and none of them happened to be pregnant."

"Is it possible that there will be No. 70 three women?" Xie Qiushi asked, "For example, guests from far away from other places, such as wandering singers, happened to pass by here..."

"If that's the case, it shouldn't be Taoyuan Village that was slaughtered." The steward Ling interrupted with a trembling voice, "Taoyuan Village has always been protected by ghosts, and the villagers will stick to the ghosts and repay them. If it is an outsider , passing by here by chance, why did the people of this village lose their lives for it? How could the Emperor of Heaven be so indiscriminate and kill innocent people indiscriminately?"

Xie Qiushi frowned and said nothing, the handle of the fan tapped his palm lightly one after another, he pondered for a long time, and then asked: "Is there some kind of magic technique or medicine that makes people mistakenly think that they are pregnant?" ?”

Ling Jian thought for a while, then shook his head: "Although I have heard some of what the young master said, it's just that these methods cannot be concealed from the true eyes of the Emperor of Heaven. Is a village looking for its own death?"

"..." Xie Qiushi frowned, walked back and forth a few steps, feeling a little distressed.

Stepping on the dead leaves and fallen flowers, he looked along the trend and saw the "Lizhou River" leading to Baihua Valley. He suddenly remembered something, and suddenly raised his head, "Ling Jian!"

Ling Jian quickly responded.

Xie Qiushi said: "At this time a hundred years ago, before Taoyuan Village was destroyed, what was Zhu Bailing... Yan Zhumei doing?"

"This..." The steward was surprised, and it took a while to react, and replied, "Fairy Zhu traveled all over the world, and at that time she should build the Valley of Flowers nearby. She doesn't hate ghosts and evil methods, and she walked quite well with ghost mansions." In order to be close, I often go to Taoyuanjin as a guest, and I often communicate with the villagers here. Fairy Zhu has always protected her shortcomings and is loyal, so it is not surprising that she would protect the villagers when Yan Xiao was ordered to slaughter the village."

"I'm afraid it's more than that..." Xie Qiushi seemed to understand something, and stopped tapping the handle of the fan, not only did he not show any joy on his face, but it was even more ugly, "I'm afraid it's not she who protects the villagers, but the villagers... Are you protecting her?"

"Why did the young master say that?"

"Ling Jian," Xie Qiushi said in a low voice, "Guess what, Taoyuan Village wanted to repay and bless Taoyuan Village with good weather. Is it ghosts or her wishing Bailing?"

Ling Jian was stunned, slowly opened his mouth, and said softly "ah", his wrinkled face twisted together like crumpled orange peel.

"Guess again..." Xie Qiushi said again, he lowered his voice, and there was a dry and hoarse voice in his throat, "It was these dozens of people who were really pregnant with a ghost back then, which caused the wrath of the Emperor of Heaven and caused Yan Chicheng's brother and sister to break up. A woman who is not pregnant, or is she Zhu Bailing?"