There are bandits in Zhongshan

Yangshan, just when the mountain rain was about to come, the clouds were so heavy that it almost swallowed the whole mountain.

In the remote valley, the jagged rocks form a strange shape. The center is the lowest point of the valley. Five chains protrude from the stone, binding an unconscious girl. There was a medicine stove hanging above her head. It fell to the ground, and a dark red liquid slowly flowed out.

There are many spells that draw on human blood in the evil way, and the owner here is an evil cultivator, or in other words—the original owner, now, no matter what he wants to do, he can't continue.

A long and narrow sword pierced his chest obliquely, piercing his heart and Nascent Soul, and his body was completely destroyed.

He didn't even have time to be surprised, and his soul went to reincarnation.

The woman in white put the long sword back into the sword case without looking at it, turned around and wanted to leave.

"Hey, little uncle! Wait!" The young man in Tsing Yi who was accompanying the girl pointed to the girl who was still chained, and said cautiously, "She's still alive."

The woman just looked at him quietly, her dark eyes were as deep as a thousand-year-old pool, and her scalp felt numb.

"I, what I mean is... how about little uncle, you can send her to the town's medical center first, this place is too bloody, I will stay and clean it up." Looking at each other, the voice sounds a little lacking in confidence.

"Okay." The woman agreed, only to hear a few crisp sounds in the next moment, the five chains were all broken, the girl was embraced by her, the white shadow flickered, only the young man in Tsing Yi was left in the huge open space.

"So fast..." he murmured, and suddenly seemed to remember something, and shouted in the direction where the woman in white disappeared, "Little uncle! Don't forget to use silver!"

He used thousands of miles of sound transmission, but he was still not sure if he could catch up with the woman, and the little uncle was notoriously quiet, even if he heard it, he would not reply.

The boy's name is Fenghailou, and he is the only direct disciple of Yun Yi, the suzerain of Tianyi Sect, and the woman in white is the Fairy Changli who became famous in the battle with Qianmianyan.

Although she severely injured Qianmianyan back then, she retreated again the next day due to serious injuries, and did not leave the customs until a few years ago. This time she went down the mountain in the name of the suzerain to go to Zhulang City to get some treasure refining artifacts.

Changli has been brought up by Tianyi since birth, and knows nothing about the mortal world. Yunyi worried that she would be in trouble, so he sent Fenghailou along.Feng Hailou originally thought that Master was making a fuss out of a molehill, but later realized that it was not unreasonable.The little master's talent is too high, and his cultivation progresses so fast that he doesn't even know how to eat and sleep, let alone pay bills.

I hope the little uncle won't cause trouble, Feng Hailou sighed softly; although he is very worried, he still cleans up the mess in front of him first.

The little uncle is good-looking, even if he has no money, he won't be embarrassed, he comforted himself like this.

They finished their work three days ago. When they passed by Yangshan on the return journey, they noticed evil spirits and followed them immediately, but it was still a step too late. When they found the monk, he was about to cast a spell on the last living girl, and the others were taken captive. The young girls have been drained of blood.

The girls died with resentment, contaminated with evil spirits, and could easily be turned into spirits of resentment. Feng Hailou inherited Feng Yi's mantle of good spells.

He affixed the Sanqing Talisman on the five chains and the position of the medicine stove, made seals with both hands, and muttered something in his mouth. A streak of light appeared on the ground with him as the center. After a while, the dark blood on the ground gradually faded, and the blackness surrounding the medicine stove The gas also disappeared without a trace.

"It's safe in the ground." He said softly to the innocent girls who lost their lives, watching the corpses gradually sink into the ground, and after everything was over, he let out a breath of foul air, stepped on the flying sword and rushed towards the town.

Following the marks left by Chang Li, he quickly found the medical hall. Before entering the door, he used his spiritual sense to find out that a doctor in the back room was taking the pulse of the girl, and Chang Li was standing by the bed, and the apprentice who was helping the doctor glanced at the sword from time to time. The box looks a little frightened.

At least the person was delivered properly, Feng Hailou stepped into the medical hall with relief, and as soon as he entered the door, he saw a man who looked like a boss staring at a small pile of silver ingots on the counter, with a look of bewilderment.

"Hiss..." He gasped immediately.

In the whole world, only the residents of Kunwu, Yunzhong, Jiuyou, and Yanji are all monks, and the rest of the monks are scattered all over the place, either founding sects in the barren mountains or living in seclusion among mortals, Zhulang City is It is a place where monks and mortals live together, and it is a big trading country, even mortals' shops may find good things, so after Chasing the Waves, he gave the little uncle some silver for emergencies.

He remembered that he gave a total of 25 ingots of silver dollars at that time, and now they are all lying on the counter.

Little Martial Uncle, I told you to remember to give the money, but I didn't ask you to give it all...

One thousand 250 taels, even though Feng Hailou had been away from the mortal world for decades, he still felt a heartache unavoidably.

"Boss, the one just sent is my friend..."

As soon as he opened his mouth, the boss jumped up as if being pricked by a needle, and stammered: "Master, this girl put it here, I haven't said anything yet! You, how about you?" Take it back..."

As he spoke, he seemed to think of the inviolable aura of the woman in white, and couldn't help shivering.

It's not that he doesn't love money, but he doesn't dare to take it. How can a small medical clinic like him provoke a person who can throw away so much money without blinking? If he is labeled as a fraud, he might not be able to eat it. Walking around, and he really couldn't think of where the woman in white took out such a pile of silver that was estimated to be a hundred catties in conversion.

Speaking of which, the girl probably weighs about the same including the sword box behind her.No matter how you think about it, it is impossible for ordinary people to be able to bear such a weight.

Fenghailou smiled apologetically, "I'm sorry, my friend is from outside the customs, and I don't understand the customs and customs of this place. The boss is not surprised."

As he spoke, he only left one ingot of silver taels on the table, he didn't dare to take the remaining silver taels back into the storage pouch in front of the boss, so he could only wrap it in cloth and carry it behind his back.

"These bosses put it away first, try to choose the best medicinal materials, and tell me if they are not enough."

The consultation fee was a bit higher than usual, but not too high. The boss looked happy when he saw it, and he didn't care about the previous doubts.

The girl was seriously injured, Lu Changli took a pill for her when she came here, her injuries are no longer serious, but the other party has a mortal constitution, if she takes the pill again, she may not be able to bear it, so I still go to a mortal doctor The diagnosis is relatively appropriate.After taking the pulse, the doctor said that the girl just fell asleep after being stimulated, and she could just rest up for a few days, so he felt a little relieved.

Worried about the sequelae of the spell and not in a hurry, Feng Hailou thought for a while and told Chang Li that he wanted to wait for the girl to recover before leaving.

When I proposed it, I was trembling. If you ask why you are so in awe of the junior uncle, on the one hand, it is because you have not met a few times;

"Junior Sister has just left the test, and she is not very familiar with the new disciples, so the attack may be a bit careless, hahaha..." After the end, Yun Yi looked at the trial field full of mourners, and explained with a dry smile.

Changli and a wooden sword whose cultivation base was suppressed in the middle stage of the golden core did not allow the 78 disciples who participated in the trial to last beyond three quarters of an hour.

At that time, Fenghai Tower smashed out all the spirit stones that he usually accumulated, and worked hard to set up a defensive basalt array, intending to hide for an hour to survive the trial, but he didn't expect that the three swords of Changli would break through the array.After he came out, he had to lie in bed for three days before he could get off the ground. Afterwards, whenever he saw the little uncle, he instinctively wanted to run away.

After traveling together for so many days, although he was not as silent as before when he saw Chang Li, he still had some palpitations.Therefore, I was extremely nervous at this extra point, for fear of being scolded.

"Why don't you go back first, little uncle? Master is waiting for those utensils. I'll go back after I send this girl home."

"Okay." Unexpectedly, Changli immediately agreed.

The too flat tone made Feng Hailou suspicious, if he proposed to leave the girl behind, the other party would give the same answer.

After speaking, Chang Li didn't stay for a moment, and in the blink of an eye, his breath was far beyond the detectable range of Fenghai Tower.

"It's so fast..." He sighed again.

At this time, a slight whisper came to his ears, and he looked at the girl on the bed.

I saw the other party's slender eyelashes trembling, and slowly opened his eyes.

"You're awake! Do you feel any discomfort? Do you want to see a doctor again?" He happily asked a series of questions, but the girl just stared blankly at the ceiling, with a hesitant expression slowly appearing on her pale face.

"...Who are you...Where is this place?" She turned her head to look at Fenghailou, asked softly, and then said a few words hesitantly, which made Fenghailou stunned immediately.

"who I am……"

The situation was so sudden that Feng Hailou hadn't reacted yet, but the next moment, the girl screamed and sat up, holding her head tightly with both hands, trembling all over, and her breathing became more and more rapid with the broken words overflowing from her throat , A sense of pain leaked out from all over.

"Qi Shen Yongan!" Feng Hailou hurriedly twirled the formula, and touched the girl's brows, driving away the manic panic in her body.

When the other party fell into a deep sleep again, he tried to probe into the other party's memory, but felt a repulsion.

There is a natural aura in the girl's body, which is the talent of monks.

He didn't test the spirit stone, but he was sure that the other party was an excellent cultivation seed.

Thinking of how the evil cultivator drained the blood of other girls, but only wanted to cast spells on her, Feng Hailou suddenly realized.

Mostly because of the girl's roots.

What's next?

Looking at the peaceful sleeping face of the other party, he had never looked at the girl's appearance carefully before, but now he saw that the other party's facial features were very delicate, even compared with the young master who is famous for his appearance and swordsmanship, he is not necessarily inferior .

Nowadays, none of the junior sisters in the door seem to be as good-looking as her, he thought absently, and suddenly woke up after a while: "Why do you think about this!"

He gave himself a heavy brow, and after thinking for a moment, he reached out and cut off half of the girl's sleeve, took out more than a dozen spirit stones from the storage bag to surround the piece of clothing, twisted out a talisman and pasted it on.

This is a pursuit formation, not long after, a wisp of white mist rises from the piece of cloth and floats to the north, he immediately chases after seeing it.

The place where Baiwu went was in Linzhen. After Fenghailou arrived, what he saw was a shocking tragedy.

The huge mansion was already in ruins. The government had put a seal on the outside, but before they had time to clean up the inside, there were still dried blood stains on the wall of the living room.

Turned around in the ruins for a few times, and finally set up a magic circle in the direction of the town house. When it was activated, a vague shadow appeared in the circle, and the scene of the day was restored. The evil cultivator actually killed everyone except the girl. , Before leaving, he set a fire.

After dawn, Fenghailou went to the nearest house.

The person who received him was a young man dressed as a scribe, when he heard him ask about the mansion, his face turned pale with fright, he told him what he knew in a hurry, and sent him out like a plague god.

It was so tragic that no ordinary person would want to have anything to do with it.

More than ten days later, Fenghai Lou returned to Yunfu Mountain, but he was not alone, but brought the girl there, and he placed her in a town at the foot of the mountain, saying:

"A month later is when the mountain gate will open. With a girl's qualifications, she will definitely be able to pass through the approach, and there will be a period later."

After saying that, Yu Jian left, and his figure turned into a beam of light and disappeared into the sky.

The girl lowered her head, unfolded the crumpled paper in her palm, and a trace of confusion appeared in her eyes, which were slightly lighter than ordinary people.

Three words were neatly written on the paper: Zhong Mingzhu.

This is her name, which Fenghailou found out from the young scribe—name, birthday, and birth date relate to the origin of human beings, and even monks with supernatural powers cannot guess it.

Today, these three words are the only connection she has with the past.