"Woo......"

Out of the village, the night wind became colder and colder.

The ghost, with a pair of red eyes, seemed to notice something after floating for a while, and suddenly turned its head to look.

Luo Qingzhou also looked at it, but did not stop.

[Hey, why is this human going this way? Could it be that he also knows about the cave? I'll follow him.]

Thinking so, the Yin Spirit floated to the right, out of the way.

This human being is full of qi and blood, and as soon as it gets closer, it has a burning sensation all over its body.

It was like being grilled over a fire, and it was very painful.

Luo Qingzhou pretended not to see it, continued to walk forward, and soon walked into the mountain forest.

Immediately, he stopped, deliberately looking left and right, aimlessly.

The ghost followed behind, and when he saw this scene, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief: It turned out that he hadn't discovered my cave, so leave him alone, stay away from him.

Luo Qingzhou turned his head, looked back, and saw it floating towards the woods on the left, so he immediately followed.

It is recorded in books that most of the ghosts are unconscious, have no spiritual intelligence, and only have various instincts.

Resentment, ferocity, fear, aggression, evil, etc.

Once you become a ghost, you may only be able to have these involuntary emotions in your life.

But this yin spirit, apparently, has its own intelligence and consciousness.

And he was actually cultivating.

However, depending on the situation, this Yin Spirit's spiritual intelligence is very low, as if it has just turned on spiritual intelligence.

Luo Qingzhou was very curious about what had happened to it.

The mountains and forests in the dark night are pitch black.

The trees are dense and the shrubs are lush.

The mountain wind blew on the body, and it was extremely cold.

The ghost was swaying and floating in front of it, I don't know if it was thinking about things, or if it was just starting to be enlightened, and it was slow to sense, and it didn't even notice the person behind it.

Luo Qingzhou followed unhurriedly, his eyes fixed on it.

As soon as it stopped, or looked back, he hid behind the tree, motionless, and became one with the whole tree.

The body of the Yin may be able to pass through the trees, but the gaze is not necessarily.

The ghost continued to float deep into the forest.

Luo Qingzhou glanced back at the vanishing village, a little worried.

But there should be no problem.

The monster hasn't been here in years.

It is also rarely seen elsewhere.

It is said that the black wood forest in the north of the city is where the monsters gather.

Each creature needs its own environment in order to survive.

There seems to be a special substance in the black wood forest, and the terrain there is complex, which is just right for demon beasts to survive.

For warriors, the whole body of the demon beast is a treasure.

So there are many warriors who hunt demon beasts.

Once there is a demon beast that leaves the shelter of the Black Wood Forest, it is estimated that it will soon be hunted by a certain martial artist.

So gradually, few demon beasts came out of the black wood forest again.

This small mountain village has been attacked by demon beasts several times, and apart from a few old people who are stuck here, there are no living creatures left, and it doesn't mean much to demon beasts.

As for those ghostly imps, there is no need to worry.

Although Fluttershy is a woman with weak blood and energy, she is very young and in good health, and ordinary Yin spirits can't help her at all.

At most, sneaky sneaked closer, blowing the yin wind, and making the little girl have a nightmare.

Luo Qingzhou thought like this, and suddenly found that the yin ghost in front of him landed and burrowed into a lush bush next to him.

He waited where he was for a few minutes and walked over.

When I looked through the bushes, there was a deep cave hidden inside.

He hesitated and slipped in.

The cave is not narrow, and you can move forward with a slight bow.

After walking for more than ten minutes, a collapsed stone gate suddenly appeared on the right side, and the ground was full of broken stones.

Luo Qingzhou stood at the door and looked inside.

Inside is a spacious stone chamber with a high ceiling, seven or eight meters in size, and a stone inlaid on it.

The stone was emitting a faint glow, illuminating the stone chamber.

Looking at the few depressions next to the stone, there should be other stones, but they all seem to have been broken.

The stone chamber was a mess.

In addition to rubble, there were rotten bookshelves and tattered futons on the ground.

In the corner, there was a skeleton with a broken hand and foot.

In the other corner, there are several wooden boxes.

The wooden box had long since been opened, and it was empty, and there was nothing.

Luo Qingzhou walked into the stone room and looked carefully.

Obviously, someone has already come in and taken everything from here.

The ghost floated in the corner, staring at him in horror with a pair of red eyes.

[He...... Why did he come too? Did you come with me? Can he see me? 】

Luo Qingzhou withdrew his gaze from looking at it, and suddenly found that a worn-out book was exposed in the corner of the wall below it.

He walked over, brushed away the rubble and dust, and picked up the book.

Looking closely at the faint light, a few small words were scrawled on the cover: "Those Things About Soul Refining".

Luo Qingzhou's heart moved, refining the soul? Out of body?

He hurriedly rummaged through the ground again, brushing aside the rubble and mess, and searched everywhere.

But in the entire stone chamber, it seems that this book is left.

The ghost floated high and trembled.

Whenever Luo Qingzhou approached, it would float to another place to dodge.

Luo Qingzhou took the worn-out book, looked up at it, and thought secretly in his heart.

The skeleton in that corner may be a cultivator who has run out of life and died here, leaving behind a lot of things.

This Yin Spirit inadvertently broke into this place and got some opportunities, so he opened his spiritual wisdom and began to cultivate here.

Then someone stumbled upon the place, came in and took everything.

As for this book, maybe those people are just ordinary people, who only care about treasures, and don't know this broken book at all.

Or maybe those people are also soul cultivators, and they also have such books, so they don't care at all.

Luo Qingzhou thought for a while, looked at the ghost, and was about to speak, when the ghost suddenly seemed to be frightened, and with a "whoosh", it instantly disappeared into the wall behind him and disappeared.

Luo Qingzhou: "......"

He did not dare to linger any longer, so he immediately took the book and went out of the cave.

Leave Fluttershy alone in the village, and if the girl wakes up and can't find him, she will probably be scared to tears.

He ran in the woods.

Energetic, energetic, and fast.

Even if there are some sneaky ghosts hidden around, they are all frightened and flee in a hurry.

Luo Qingzhou quickly returned to the small courtyard.

Once inside, Fluttershy is still lying in her robe in the corner, sleeping soundly.

The explosion of his thunder punch before was probably terrifying to the nearby ghosts, and they fled.

It is said that firecrackers are set off during the Chinese New Year and at festive funerals to expel unclean things.

Now that I think about it, there is some truth.

The yin soul was already weak in body and weak heart, and only dared to appear quietly in the silent night, the firecrackers exploded suddenly, the crowd gathered, and the blood was vigorous, and it was estimated that they were directly scared and fled far away.

Luo Qingzhou sat down in the corner, closed his eyes and meditated first, calmed down his emotions, and slowly opened the book in his hand.

Meanwhile.

Chengguo Mansion, on the nine-song promenade.

On both sides of the vermilion railing, in the shadows of the trees, stood two figures.

The eldest lady Wang still looked like water, looking unfathomable.

The second housekeeper, Wang Cheng, lowered his head and reported with an ugly face: "They are all dead, and Wang Pu is also dead...... Judging from the fatal wounds on their bodies, the other party is a martial artist...... I really didn't expect that the Qin family would take such a fancy to that kid and secretly sent guards to follow...... The people who were guarding the way out of the city did not see the boy coming back, and they may still be outside, or they may have gone through another city gate......"

The eldest lady's face still didn't see any waves.

Wang Cheng said in a panic: "Recently, that kid has a few poems circulating, and they all say...... It's all good...... The Qin family takes such a fancy to him, obviously they want to train him well and do well in the imperial examination next year......"

The eldest lady turned her head to look at him suddenly, her eyes were gloomy, like a poisonous snake in the night.

Wang Cheng's body trembled, closed his mouth, and didn't dare to say more, he was drenched in cold sweat.

The eldest lady stared at him gloomily for a long time, Fang suddenly sighed, and said slowly: "Let's go to Yin County, you go in person and invite her back." ”

Wang Cheng was stunned for a moment, then his face changed slightly, and he said in a trembling voice: "Ba ...... Ba Shen Po? ”

The eldest lady's face returned to silence, and she looked at the night in front of her without waves, her voice was calm, but it sounded a little sharp: "That slut was killed by her evil magic, I want that little bastard to die like that slut, and let their mother and son reunite underground!" ”

Wang Cheng's heart trembled, his back chilled, and he bowed his head and said respectfully: "The slave will set off tomorrow." Madame, don't worry, this time, that kid will die! ”

At this time.

In another mansion in Meaux.

In a gazebo in a certain back garden, a snow-white figure sits, quietly reading a book in the moonlight.

A cold girl stood motionless with a sword in her arms.

At this time, a pretty girl in a pink dress walked in from the round door, entered the pavilion, stood next to the snow-white figure, and said in a low voice: "Miss, my uncle hasn't come back yet...... Do you want to go ......?"

In the gazebo, there was silence.

The evening breeze blew, the lotus leaves fluttered in the pond in front of him, the water rippled, and the crumpled moonlight was sprinkled into the dark and deep eyes of the girl in the pavilion.

The snow-white figure still didn't speak, and slowly put down the book in his hand.

She sat there motionless, her eyes staring at the swaying moonlight in the pond, and suddenly she was in a trance, stunned.

The girl in the pink skirt looked relieved, raised her head, looked at the cold girl standing aside, and suddenly smiled: "I just saw you and came back, how many times have you gone out to see?" ”

"Hmph."

The cold girl held her sword, turned her face away, and looked at the pond as well, ignoring her.

On her pretty cheeks, she was still as cold as frost.