Master Jiang San saw the ancestor disappear in front of him with his own eyes.

In his heart, this is the end of the prosperous era of the Jiang family for generations, the salvation of each generation's sacrifices, and the guarantee for his daughter and wife to survive for a long time.

Since then, the Jiang family has no gods to protect them.

"Evil is gone."

Chanchan turned around, there was no smile on her flat face, and her clear eyes seemed to be covered with a white veil, and she didn't see the previous liveliness.

Master Jiang San nodded, not knowing whether to be happy or sad for a while.

Si Wen looked intently at Chanchan, who was dressed in green clothes, and blinked thoughtfully.

The spirit of the Jiang family's ancestors was still left on the body of the white feather and green spirit clothes, which he did not expect.

I don't know what the ancestor said to Chanchan that made her face so ugly.

Bi Heyu stepped forward with a smile, "Miss Chanchan, under Bi Heyu, I was sent by Young Master Jiang Cheng to protect you. ”

Hearing someone talking in her ear, Chanchan only raised her eyes and glanced at it, and nodded with a smile.

In her opinion, whoever will protect it is the same.

It's just a surveillance monster in a protective skin.

Her gaze crossed Bi Heyu and looked at Si Wenchu, who was hidden in the darkness.

She faintly felt in her heart that the changes she had made after waking up had something to do with him.

He lowered his head to the ground, felt Chanchan's gaze, looked up and greeted her with a smile.

The inky eyes are like a piece of ink grinding, and the longer you look at it, the deeper you sink into it, and you lose yourself in the ink that surrounds you.

Jiang Family Ancestral Hall.

The third master Jiang said that he would keep Chanchan and everyone on Qiuqing Island.

"The girl has a life-saving grace for our Jiang family, the old man has the courage to leave the girl, just live on our Qiuqing Island, we will use the power of the Jiang family to give you a life of peace and joy and wealth."

Many people echoed this remark.

Chanchan shook her head and only took the white feather green spirit clothes they gave.

Seeing this, Master Jiang San took half a step back, inviting them to stay here for a few days.

"Thank you Master Jiang San for your kind invitation, Chanchan thank you. However, we have other important things to do, and I am afraid that we will live up to the hospitality of the third master. ”

"Oh?" Hearing this, Master Jiang San cheered up, "Tell me if there is anything you need our help with." Our Jiang family has been doing ship business for generations, and we also know all kinds of news. ”

"Does Master Jiang San know about blowing snow and phantom dew?" Without waiting for Chanchan to speak, Si Wenchu spoke.

Master Jiang San's eyes flashed, and he touched his gray and white beard: "I have heard a little." ”

"This is a royal secret wine, since the birth of each prince, the royal family will have a special winemaker, for the prince to make a bottle of wine, rumor, this wine can make the white bones of the flesh, the soul of the dead. However, due to the special use of materials, only two jars have been preserved until now. ”

"These two jars of wine in the palace?"

"No, no, no. The first emperor favored Princess Anping, and on the day of her wedding, he gave these two jars of wine as a dowry, and now, it is in the general's mansion. ”

General Chang'an's Mansion.

In Chanchan's mind, the bustling Chang'an Street, the bright Lantern Festival, and the white-clothed man above the teahouse came to mind.

"How are these magic weapons in the human world?" Bi Heyu muttered quietly, and said in Chanchan's ear: "It's not difficult to get this blowing snow and phantom dew, I'll go to Chang'an, and the girl won't have to travel a long distance and work hard, so I'll go back to the ghost village and wait for me to come back." ”

"No, I'm going along."

She has slender eyebrows and eyes, a round face, and no advanced kung fu on her body, but at the moment she spoke, Bi Heyu was shocked for a moment, the coercion emanating from her, coupled with the blessing of the dragon's blood fragrance, really looked like a real dragon.

"Go, let's go together." Si Wen Chu came over, "Let's go back to the ghost village first, Beizi should also wake up." ”