1.

Dapeng rose with the wind one day and soared up to 90,000 miles.

The high-ranking talent who built Fuyao Town named the town "Fuyao", with the intention of hoping that the people in this town will one day be able to step on the clouds and go up.

It's a pity that more than 100 years have passed now, and this hope is still so illusory for the townspeople of Fuyao Town. The greatest ambition of the young people in this town is nothing more than to go to Pine Creek City, which is not far away.

In their minds, Pine Creek City is the largest city in the world.

"But it's a different story now. Now we have a fairy-like figure in Fuyao Town, if it weren't for them, how would we know that there are so many people in our town...... What kind of immortal cultivator is this!"

"That's right. Like the boss of the Wang family, and the Li Ermao of the Li family...... I said how they are idle and idle on weekdays, it turns out that people have this capital!"

"Being selected by the immortals, then it's worth it?! In the future, if you succeed in cultivation and ascend to become an immortal, then it's not something that we mortals can afford......

"This girl's family has nothing else to do except guard the house. I don't think this Zhao family's show girl also has this...... The qualifications of cultivating immortals. ”

"Yes, if it weren't for this immortal's discernment, where would we mortals see it?!"

"I almost buried the talent. ”

...............

In the teahouse of Fuyao Town, the storyteller was talking about the arrival of the gods in the town, and the townspeople who gathered around the storyteller were also talking about the "gods choosing people" around them.

The men were all talking, oblivious to the fact that at a nearby table, two strangers, a man and a woman, were watching them all the time.

The man was a young man, dressed in a black power suit, and although his face was stained with a lot of dirt, it still couldn't hide his originally handsome appearance. He sipped his tea, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, his eyes blazing, and a long sword beside him, which looked more like that than he was.

And the woman beside the young man, although she was dressed very plainly, her posture was very good, and her gestures faintly revealed a noble temperament; she looked like a dusty woman, but she gave people a feeling of nobility.

"Hey, storyteller!" the black-clothed young man suddenly raised his hand and shouted, like a student in the school asking Mr. Teach, "What is the origin of that fairy?"

"This little brother is very new, right?"

"Those who walk the rivers and lakes, pass through your land, come and rest and have a cup of tea. ”

"Hey, you're a coincidence. The storyteller said with great interest: "We have come to our town to live immortals." As long as you are selected by the gods and get the elixir rewarded by the gods, you can get rid of the dust and wash the marrow and start the path of cultivation. ”

The young man in black looked a little curious: "There is such a good thing? Then everyone is looking for an immortal to take out an elixir to eat, isn't it true that everyone can become an immortal?"

The storyteller waved his hand and said, "Young man, you think beautifully! Where in this world is there such a cheap thing? Those who let the gods choose must be the purest children." The gods said - only the body of a child can have ...... Uh, oh yes...... The purest soul. ”

The woman next to the boy put down the teacup and suddenly let out a heavy "snort".

The black-clothed boy coughed loudly a few times, masking the woman's voice. "Then how many people in your town have been chosen by this immortal?"

"Most of them are the younger generation, like us old guys, we don't have such a fairy fate. ”

"This immortal is so mysterious to you, is it worthy of the name?"

"Hey, then there can be a fake?!" said the storyteller excitedly, "everyone in this town who has eyes and ears can see and hear, and the fairy appears in the sky, and when the wind comes and goes, the clouds come and go, and the magic is superb." Xiao Lao'er promises that even if you two are well-informed in the rivers and lakes, you have never seen that scene. ”

The woman's face showed a look of imperceptible disdain, and the young man in black caught a glimpse of her appearance, and couldn't help but bow his head and smile slightly, silently.

The storyteller clapped his hands with a folding fan and sat down next to the young man in black. After all, he had lived a long time, and even if he didn't have any eyesight, he could see that this young man was much closer than the woman.

"Young man, I think you are a good man. Look at your sword...... Tut-tut...... At first glance, it is a first-class weapon!"

The storyteller was full of praise as he reached for the spike on the hilt. The smile on the face of the black-clothed young man suddenly froze, and he quietly reached out under the table and grasped the sword scabbard that was trembling slightly.

At this time, in the sea of young men in black, a woman's sweet voice said, "Let go!

"And what do you want to do?!"

"Nonsense! I'm going to chop off this thief old man's hand!"

"Don't make trouble, sisters! I know you're in a bad mood, can I let you touch it back instead of this thief old man?"

"Fuck off!"

The trembling of the scabbard gradually subsided, and the black-clothed young man smirked and secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, the storyteller did not have the patience to continue to challenge the sword spirit, and at this time he had already let go and continued the previous topic:

"I think you're pretty good, so why don't you stay in our town for a few more days. If you are lucky, you will be favored by the gods, and you don't need to wander the rivers and lakes so hard! ”

The black-clothed young man smiled secretly in his heart: "If my young man makes a move, no matter what gods you are, you won't be able to accept me, what kind of nonsense are you still blowing here!" But on the surface, he still put on a respectful look and thanked him:

"Thank you for your advice. ”

"Oh, yes. The storyteller suddenly lowered his voice and said, "I suggest you stay about this, and you must not mention it to outsiders." In fact, our mayor specifically instructed us not to reveal a word about this matter. ”

"Why is that?"

"I'm afraid that the leakage of the fairy fate will attract people with bad intentions...... But I think you are upright, Shaoxia, it shouldn't be that kind of ...... Hehe, in short, don't leak it. ”

The storyteller stood up and walked away. The woman smiled slightly, poured a cup of tea and handed it to the young man in black.

"You must be very thirsty after talking nonsense for so long with your conscience, right?" The smile on the woman's face was slightly mocking and mocking.

The young man in black picked up the cup of tea and drank it silently, and after a long time, four words came out: "It's good to get used to it......"

The storyteller didn't know that the two people who had just spoken to him were the masters that they really wanted to look up to—

The young man in black was Lin Xiao, the eldest disciple of the Ziyang Divine Sect, and the other woman who was dressed plainly and luxuriously was Yu Yuntong, the head of the Aoki family.

2.

"Don't really say it, the information that can be asked about such a small broken teahouse is no less than that in the Linfeng Restaurant in Nanyuan Ningcheng. Lin Xiao drank the tea in the cup, and saw that the storyteller and the townspeople were still talking about the "immortals", and he couldn't help but show a sneer on his face.

Yu Yuntong looked at Lin Xiao's smile and asked, "Do you think you've asked for something valuable?"

"Value?" Lin Xiao repeated these two words, and then said: "Although these townspeople are very ignorant, they can't even tell the difference between immortals and demons. But there is one thing to say, and every word they say, is very valuable. ”

"How so?" asked Yu Yuntong.

Lin Xiao picked up the tea cakes in his teacup that had not yet been brewed, stirred them evenly, and then poured hot water, and after a while, a yellow and clear tea soup was brewed.

"These people are like this tea, if it's just a single piece of tea, put it in hot water, the hot water is still hot water, and nothing will change, but if it's a bunch of tea leaves in hot water, then you can make a good tea. ”

The same is true of the townspeople's words, although their mouths are full of gibberish that sounds ridiculous. But if you string together the words of each of them, you can piece together a rough story. ”

"And this story," Yu Yuntong already knew the meaning of Lin Xiao's words, "is the clue we are looking for this time - the puppet in the uninhabited valley." ”

Lin Xiao nodded in agreement, and said, "It's just ...... There is one thing I have never been able to figure out, what is the connection between this 'soul dementor case' that happened in Fuyao Town and the 'door destroying case' of the Liaoyuan family?"

Yu Yuntong couldn't help frowning: "Although the nature of these two cases is similar, the methods are completely different, and the time is different, so they should not be planned at the same time." ”

"You mean," Lin Xiao said, "do you think these two cases are actually ...... Causality?"

Lin Xiao had never considered this idea. In fact, although the "Murder Case" and the "Soul Arrest Case" are both murderous cases with brutal methods and bad nature, the mentality of the masterminds behind these two cases is exactly the opposite.

In the Liaoyuan family extermination case, the murderer laid out through the lock spirit array, and used Mrs. Hua Yu Ziying to kill Hua Bucheng and the "Liaoyuan Shuangjie", and tortured and killed more than 60 people from the Liaoyuan family in an extremely brutal way. What is shown is a completely brutal murderous method.

However, the Fuyao Town Dementor Case is the opposite, the mastermind behind the scenes took advantage of the ignorance of the people, lured the townspeople to take the initiative to take the bait through the drama of "the arrival of the gods", and used the worship of the people and the selfishness of the people's hearts to firmly block the news within the scope of Fuyao Town. The delicacy of his methods and the meticulousness of his mind are very different from the massacres of the previous case.

To be honest, if it weren't for the similarities between these two cases, Lin Xiao might not have come to the realm of the Aoki family in his life, and Yu Yuntong would not have learned the news of the Liaoyuan family's annihilation.

This similarity is one person: Yu Ziying.

She is not only Hua Bucheng's wife, but also Yu Yuntong's sister, and two seemingly unrelated cases are connected because of her.

Thinking of this, Lin Xiao looked at Yu Yuntong: "Do you think these two cases will be causally related, because of ......?"

"Because of Azusa Sakura. Sure enough, Yu Yuntong took over and mentioned her sister's name. "I've always felt that it was a complete coincidence that Azusa's condition conflicted with the case in Fuyao Town. ”

"Maybe it's just because she is a successful example in Ningcheng, so the murderer behind the scenes switched to this method to ingest the souls of the townspeople here. ”

"The doctor of your Aoki family's Green Bag Pavilion has concluded that those puppets are getting symptoms similar to 'lost souls'," Lin Xiao asked, "Then have you found out what caused this symptom?"

"It's a pill. ”

"Pills?how could it be?!"

Yu Yuntong replied: "Although the puppet sent back before will be agitated by the fluctuation of spiritual power, it is a dead body after all, and it is difficult to see anything. But after you send Azusa back, the doctor discovers that she has taken an extremely shady drug that has attracted a large amount of ghost qi into her body, thus forcibly squeezing her soul out of her body. ”

Lin Xiao frowned and said, "I have never heard of such a drug in the world. ”

"Don't say it's you, even I'm unheard of. Yu Yuntong continued. "But if you think about it carefully, the murderer will never destroy the door of the Liaoyuan family just because of his murderous nature, he must have a certain purpose. We have never been able to figure out what that purpose would be, but if, let's assume......"

"The murderer...... Collecting living souls?!" Lin Xiao's eyes widened in horror.

Yu Yuntong looked at Lin Xiao's eyes, and his expression was a little unfathomable: "Do you know what is the most direct way to obtain the soul of another person?"

"Kill...... Killing?"

"Not bad!"

Lin Xiao gasped and said, "I have seen a formation in our Ziyang Divine Sect's library pavilion, as long as you find a spiritual treasure that can carry the soul as a container, you can open the magic circle and directly extract the soul of the living. Then why did the murderer resort to such a brutal and laborious method?"

"To hide people's eyes. Yu Yuntong said that the wise side she has as the head of the family has been fully displayed at this moment.

"Casting the magic circle is too fanfare, and the magic circles like 'Soul Eater' are too profound, not to mention whether these murderers understand these formations or not; Since the mastermind behind the scenes wants to hide from everyone, he will not choose this method. ”

Yu Yuntong picked up the teacup and took a sip gently, remembered something again, put down the teacup again, frowned, and said: "But there is one thing I never understand, why the murderer didn't kill Zi Ying, but left her behind and let you bring it here." Aren't they afraid of exposing their hiding?"

This matter, in fact, is much easier to explain. Lin Xiao said: "They missed the fate of the Liaoyuan family. ”

Yu Yuntong didn't react at once: "What?"

"Leaving a half-human, half-ghost Mrs. Hua can cover up the slaughter of the Liaoyuan family with the Miluo Fantasy Realm, and second, they may think that if Mrs. Hua is not dead, it will not affect the fortune of the star. ”

As everyone knows, most of her soul is separated from her body, and the yin and evil aura on her body is too strong, and she has long lost her earthly breath, and she was directly judged to be dead by the fate star. The murderer's layout can already be said to be exquisite, but it's a pity that it's a hundred secrets, and the flaws are still revealed after all!"

Yu Yuntong nodded and said, "Then shouldn't we go to the scene of the Uninhabited Valley now?"

"Don't. Lin Xiao smiled: "Everyone has asked us to stay, so don't be polite to others!"

3.

Three days later, Fuyao Town.

"Quick, come and see! Immortals! Immortals are coming!"

"Where!

In the early morning, the quiet atmosphere of the street is shattered at once. The townspeople of Fuyao Town had just woken up from their sleep, and even if they were all disheveled at the moment, they all rushed out of their homes and hugged the streets, for fear that they would be half a step late.

I saw a group of mysterious people in red and black robes descending from the sky in the middle of the street. The faces of these people were all shrouded in the shadow under the hood, and only a middle-aged man at the head showed his appearance. This man has a long beard with five willows under his chin, his face is like a crown of jade, and he is shaking a folding fan in his right hand, and his expression is very chic, and he looks like a humble gentleman.

"Welcome to the arrival of the Immortal Constellation!"

The people on both sides of the street knelt down and bowed down in unison, holding their hands high above their heads, as if waiting for the gifts of the gods.

Behind the middle-aged man, a dozen or so people in red began to dance in the worship of the people. Even if they were wearing wide red and black robes, they could see that these people were very graceful, and they should be a group of women.

The dance of the women looked very bewitching, and the movements were frivolous and debauched, and they were very seductive. Many young men in the town couldn't help but look at them so stupidly that they even forgot to continue prostrating, and were glared at fiercely by the elders beside them.

As the women danced, the rest of the people raised the "magic staff" in their hands, and everyone's positions came together to form a faint formation. I saw the hand-knotted prints under the sleeves of their robes, and they all had words in their mouths. Suddenly, flowers and leaves fell in mid-air, mixed with a little nectar.

"Holy water, this is holy water!"

"Pick it up!"

The people suddenly stopped prostrating, and the young men stopped looking at the dancing bewitching women, and each of them stretched out his hand to catch the nectar that had fallen in mid-air.

The middle-aged man cranked the folding fan in his hand, squinted slightly, and admired the scene in front of him, and the chic smile on his face had a bit of a smug taste at this time.

After a moment, the smile on his face froze.

Gradually, the people lowered their hands, and everyone looked at the sky together in confusion, and the noise spread among the crowd.

"What's going on?"

I saw that all the petals and leaves in the air had fallen, and a layer was neatly laid on the street. But the nectar stopped strangely in the air, and it could be seen that it flowed, but it did not fall, and it gradually condensed into a clear stream of water.

The next moment, the water suddenly formed an extremely thin line, like a huge bone-piercing steel needle, and shot out towards the middle-aged man with a sound of breaking the air.

Before the water arrived, the middle-aged man already felt the breath in his chest suffocated, knowing that the enemy was definitely not under him. I didn't dare to greet it at the moment, so I hurriedly turned sideways. The stream of water hit the ground, emitting a sweet smell, and an abnormal color faintly appeared on the bluestone pavement.

When the townspeople saw the water hitting the ground, splashing the stones on the road, they were so frightened that their faces were like earth, but they said that the opponents of the gods came to the door, and how could they dare to stay longer.

I don't know which one of the people who was afraid of death shouted in the crowd: "Run for your life!" Everyone got up one after another, screamed and rushed home to hide, and escaped very neatly.

The middle-aged man's face was pale, and the folding fan in his hand slammed it up with a "snap", and he shouted: "Who is here to be presumptuous......" His shout came from afar through the internal force, and the sound shook the roof tiles.

"Hahahaha

The middle-aged man's face changed again, and there were four words after his sentence: "Come out for me!" Unexpectedly, the other party burst into laughter, and actually covered his voice with the last four words.

After that burst of laughter, a young man's voice rang out: "Aren't you a god? Shouldn't you be able to calculate my location with a finger pinch?

Not far away, the figure on the side of the street flickered, bringing a strong wind.

A handsome black-clothed young man carrying a jug of wine appeared in the sight of the middle-aged man and the other group, and beside him, there was a woman with a very good posture and noble temperament.

Almost as soon as the young man appeared, the two Dharma Protectors beside the middle-aged man jumped up at the same time. The two of them each pushed out with one palm, and struck at the other's chest and abdomen.

The boy was motionless, oblivious to the oncoming palms. In the fierce palm wind, the wine jug in his hand had been shattered to pieces.

"Get out!" the young man's face sank, and he spat out a word coldly.

With the exit of the word "roll", the two Dharma protectors had already jumped to the position of the young man one foot in front of him. Suddenly, the two men seemed to be slammed into an invisible wall, and then they flew straight backwards and fell back in the direction they had come.

After the wine jug was broken, four pieces of each pierced into the four acupuncture points of "Quze", "Shaohai", "Liangqiu" and "Zusanli" at their elbows and knees, and blood was splashed everywhere.

The middle-aged man stepped forward and held the back of the two people to take them down, but he felt that his arms were tingling all of a sudden. It was the young man's strength that had not been extinguished, and it was transmitted to himself through the bodies of the two people.

"Ziyang True Qi?!" The middle-aged man's face completely changed color, "You are a member of the Ziyang Divine Sect!"

"Just a little cultivation, let Mr. see the smile. The young man smiled and said, "Under the Purple Sun Divine Sect's senior disciple - Lin Xiao." ”

【To be continued】