After a few days, Lin Huaizhu, who had slept enough in the deep mountains and old forests, made up her mind to live in an inn in the city, so after she went to the nearest town, Fengxi Town, she went directly to the only inn in the town to stay and relieve the fatigue of rushing for days.

Don't look at the monk's ability to call the wind and rain to move mountains and seas, in fact, the body is just a human being, and he will also feel tired.

When I moved into the inn, it was still early, and it was when Shen Zheng was in the room, Lin Huaizhu took a hot bath in the room and changed into comfortable clothes.

After cleaning himself up, Lin Huaizhu saw that the time was almost up, so he walked out of the guest room happily, came to the lobby and asked Xiao Er to order some food, so he sat quietly on the wooden chair and waited, and listened to the latest news by the way.

In fact, the inn is not only a place to eat and stay, but also a place to exchange news, Lin Huaizhu has come out to experience the past two years, and has gradually developed the habit of sitting in the lobby when staying in the inn.

After all, there are often guests from all over the world in the inn, and they will share the events that happened in the city they have been to with the people in the next place, so Lin Huaizhu will hear all kinds of different news.

This time too, it's just that the news I heard this time doesn't seem to be on the good side.

"Have you heard, something big happened in Chang'an Village!"

"What's the matter? I just passed through Chang'an Village last month, and I don't remember anything. ”

"You were last month, and what I'm going to say happened a few days ago, Chang'an Village...... The village is destroyed! ”

"Extinguish, destroy the village?" The person who heard the news was startled and shouted with wide eyes.

Because he was too frightened, the volume unconsciously increased a lot, and it was a little abrupt in this noisy inn, which alarmed other people, and he saw the people in the lobby throwing dissatisfied eyes at him, and quickly apologized with a smile.

It wasn't until the other guests who were frightened by his voice turned their heads away and stopped paying attention to him that he breathed a sigh of relief, lowered his voice and continued to ask, "Chang'an Village has been wiped out?" No, who did it? How can I say that there are hundreds of people in that village, and there is not a single living mouth? ”

"Well, not a single living mouth was left." The person who spoke nodded, "Who did it I don't know, anyway, I heard that the death was very miserable, there is no complete place on the body, everyone's faces are full of fear, I don't know what I saw before I died, oh, there are people who kneel and beg for mercy when they die, as if they are begging the other party to let them go, but they still can't avoid this fate." ”

Lin Huaizhu originally listened to the stories brought by the hawkers who went to various places to walk the streets and alleys, but before she could finish listening, the other two voices of communication came into her ears, which made her stunned.

After listening to the content of the conversation, the smile on Lin Huaizhu's face faded a lot, and gradually became solemn.

She lowered her eyes to the teacup in front of her, listening to the other party's conversation with a serious face, the dim light of the inn shining on her body, matching her expression, giving people a sense of alienation.

Originally, there were a few guests who wanted to share a table and didn't dare to sit down when they saw it, so they chose to share a table with others.

So at this meal, the other tables were full of guests, and she was the only one who had a table.

The two guests in conversation were originally two people at a table, but then another person joined in, and it became a table of three people.

The guest who joined was also a lively person, and he listened to it before he sat down, and he was very interested, and after he sat down, he was very familiar with urging the man who started to talk.

The man originally thought that there were outsiders to join, and they might not like to hear it, so he didn't plan to talk about it, but he didn't expect the other party to be very interested, and he poured him tea diligently, and the encouraged man drank the tea in one gulp and continued to talk.

"I heard that this case was reported by a seller, he would go to different villages to sell things according to a fixed route every once in a while, and he happened to come to Chang'an Village this day, and just approached the village and found that something was wrong, the village was too quiet, there was no usual laughter of children running around like crazy, and when he got closer to see, he was suddenly frightened, and he crawled away from there and rushed to the city to report the case, and this matter was known."

"More than a few hundred people, none of them escaped?"

"No, the city lord later sent someone to check, and the population and corpses in the village all matched, whether it was the prime of life, the elderly and children, all of them died."

"It's horrible...... How deep would it have to be to slaughter the entire village? The man at the table gasped and asked with a frightened expression.

"Who knows, I've heard people say that it wasn't done by ordinary people, at least, it had to be that kind of person......" The person who spoke looked at the sky with a vague look in his eyes, and euphemistically indicated that the murderers who committed this case were those who could cultivate the truth and control the clouds.

When talking about these people, the expressions of ordinary people are all afraid, and even if they have any thoughts in their hearts, they dare not show them.

Lin Huaizhu was a little depressed, most of such murderous methods were caused by demonic or evil cultivators, and orthodox spiritual cultivation would never cause such a tragic situation as the person just said that "there is no complete place on the body".

However, she can also understand that for these ordinary people, whether they are demonic cultivators or spiritual cultivators, they are all cultivators in short, so it is right that the murderers are them.

Lin Huaizhu sighed deeply, picked up the dish that the shopkeeper had just delivered, stuffed it into his mouth, and chewed it vigorously to vent his frustration.

It's just that although she still listened to the conversation at the table, her thoughts never stopped.

She has passed through more than ten places in the past six months, and she has walked through countless villages, and the demon cultivators have not found it, but they have encountered a lot of evil cults.

The strength of these evil spirits is very weak, and they are powerless to hurt people's lives, so she solved it very easily, and it took almost no effort.

She didn't need to look at the affairs of Chang'an Village, as soon as she heard it, she knew that it was definitely not done by evil spirits.

If there was an evil cult strong enough to slaughter the entire village, it would have been discovered long before it had done this case, and it would never have been allowed to live until now.

Therefore, the people who caused the slaughter of the entire village of Chang'an Village should be the ruthless demon cultivators and evil cultivators.

Thinking of this, Lin Huaizhu quietly took a sip of hot tea, quietly ate the dishes he ordered, and thought in his heart that he would go to Chang'an Village after nightfall.

It was night, and the entire Fengxi town was dark and fell into tranquility.

Lin Huaizhu pushed open the window, stepped on the flying sword and flew in the air by the moonlight, and went to Chang'an Village.

Although she didn't know where Chang'an Village was, such a big murder had happened only a few days ago, so there must have been resentment around the village.

Resentment is derived from the emotion of resentment, and the more intense the emotion, the deeper the resentment, and the more difficult it is for the monk to get rid of it.

For hundreds of lives like Chang'an Village, which were taken in an instant, the resentment must be extraordinary, and it is by no means something that can be dispelled by a few people in just a few days.

What's more, some resentment is long-lasting, because the souls of the dead have not yet been appeased, causing the resentment to linger here for a long time.

Lin Huaizhu pursed his lips and controlled the flying sword to fly along the place where the resentment was heaviest.

Chang'an Village is not close to Fengxi Town, but it is not far away, leaving the town, crossing a dense forest, and then crossing two mountains.

Lin Huaizhu stood on the flying sword, standing against the wind, the evening wind was howling, the long hair tied up by the headband was fluttering behind her, she stared at the resentment mixed with evil aura below with a solemn face, and looked at the village shrouded in resentment, her face was full of solemnity and surprise.

Just standing in mid-air, you can feel the strength of the coercion contained in the resentment below, if you get close to this village, you don't know how powerful this coercion is, and the cultivation of the person who exudes this coercion is definitely above the Yuan Infant, maybe ...... It's a monk of the Transformation Period, maybe it's a monk.

"The cultivation of the person who did this case is not low, at such a distance, you can still feel such a shocking coercion, you are not this person's opponent, let's leave first, and come back after looking for someone, right?" This coercion can affect even her staying in Zhihai, Yin Li couldn't help frowning, and anxiously persuaded Lin Huaizhu.

Lin Huaizhu knew that what Yin Li said was right, with her cultivation, at most, she would just add another soul to this village, so she didn't plan to stay and fight with it.

It's just that she didn't understand, the man in the inn said that a monk had already come here to check, and if he did, it was impossible for such a fierce grievance not to be dealt with.

Lin Huaizhu glanced at the surrounding situation at this moment, and found that there was no formation to block the resentment in one place, which really puzzled her.

Resentment can also do evil, and if they are not locked in a tight range, then ordinary people who pass by may be attacked by resentment.

So, it doesn't make sense......

After a while, she looked up at the moon in the sky as if she had thought of something, and suddenly understood why in her heart like a mirror.

Could it be that because the grievances come out at night and are suppressed during the day, the monks who came to check on them did not deal with these grievances?

Lin Huaizhu, who had figured this out, did not delay any longer, and prepared to fly to the city with monks to tell the city lord all this.

Just as she was about to make a move to leave here, a strong pressure suddenly came from the air, shaking her in mid-air, and for a moment she felt as if she had been unable to move as if she had weighed a thousand pounds of weight.

At the same time, a loud roar also sounded in the wind, the sound pierced through the clouds and cracked stones, resounding through the sky, and Lin Huaizhu's eardrums were a little painful and itchy.

She held her breath and concentrated, her attention was highly concentrated, she looked around tightly, and the hand holding the natal spirit sword tightened, as if she was facing a great enemy.

"This voice is definitely not made by human cultivation!" Yin Li's face changed slightly, and his heart was suddenly full of anxiety, and he shouted loudly, "Hurry up!" If this is the coercion issued by the demon cultivator, judging from the strength of the coercion, the level of this demon cultivator is at least above the eighth order, and maybe, it is still the legendary ninth order! ”

Lin Huaizhu agreed with Yin Li's words in her heart, she also wanted to leave, but it was too late, and a giant beast appeared in mid-air, staring at her from afar.

In the darkness of the night, the beast's blood-red eyes stared at her fiercely, with its bloody mouth wide open, and a pair of sharp fangs, and its nose let out a dull breath, as if every exhaled breath could fan a mountain down.

The two were at a stalemate with each other for a moment, and after Lin Huaizhu saw its appearance clearly, he chuckled in his heart, and secretly said that it was not good.

This is not some demon cultivator, this is one of the ancient fierce beasts, Han Zhu!