I then remembered that since I arrived in Chengdu, I had the tattoo of Meng Lingyin attached to my collarbone, but he never showed up after that, but because too many things happened as soon as I came back, I never noticed.

"Will she play by herself?" The little fat man chewed a chicken leg in his mouth and asked.

"No, it won't." I shook my head, "I'll feel it when he appears." ”

"And where did he go?" The little fat man asked.

I frowned and pondered for a while, Dream Suzune should not appear when I am in danger.

But when I fell into the water, she was already unresponsive, so in that case, it is very likely that she disappeared before the taxi fell into the water, or in other words, disappeared the moment she fell into the water.

If she were an ordinary flower demon, it would be fine, and she would not be in danger, but she was a rootless flower, and Wu Peng tried his best to get it, and did not hesitate to kill several people.

And the real mastermind behind Wu Peng is even more unfathomable, if Meng Lingyin is kidnapped, then she will be in trouble!

However, then again, no matter how she says it, she is also a flower demon with thousands of years of cultivation, and ordinary people and ghosts are not her opponents at all, so what kind of person can take her away from me without knowing it?

After listening to my questions, An Xiaotian frowned slightly, touched his chin and groaned for a moment, and then said slowly, "If your guess is correct, the strength of the person who kidnapped the thousand-year-old flower demon can almost be described as terrifying, and he can kidnap a thousand-year-old flower demon unknowingly, even a master like Amu can't do it!" ”

Long Xiaoman's matter has not yet been resolved, and now Meng Lingyin has mysteriously disappeared, it is really a wave of unsettled, and things are getting more and more complicated.

In the end, An Xiaotian said that this matter must be related to the turmoil in the occult world, put it aside for the time being, and wait until the gate of hell, maybe all the truth will come out.

I thought about it, and felt that An Xiaotian was right, not to mention that I haven't figured out how Meng Lingyin disappeared yet, even if I know who took her away, I can only stare dryly, the role that is so powerful that it is more powerful than Amu, just a few of us, it is not enough for people to stuff their teeth.

As soon as we had finished eating, we set off and went back to the village where I had been absent for a long time.

I thought that the road was far away, there was no airport there, and all of them could only be taken by train, but the sleeper tickets had been sold out, and the three of us could only sit hard in the hard seats.

I don't think it's anything, a poor man like me was born, some of them sit well, and the little fat man doesn't react, he falls asleep on the table when he gets in the car, for him, the hard seat and the sleeper are the same, they are all places to sleep.

An Xiaotian is different, he can mix in a circle with people like Long Chuan, his background is either rich or noble, he has been pampered since he was a child, and he has been complaining non-stop since he got in the car.

I secretly thought it was funny, thinking that if this kid happened to meet the Spring Festival, I don't know what the reaction would be.

In the end, An Xiaotian couldn't stand it anymore, so he directly took out a stack of money, bought the seat of the person who was sitting next to him, and asked him to stand aside, lie down by himself, and sleep as a sleeper.

I sighed vigorously when I saw it, and it was so special to be rich.

The little fat man was huge, and I only sat in a small area, squeezing weird and uncomfortable, and my mind was full of things, and I didn't feel sleepy at all.

In the second half of the night, I had some urgency to urinate, so I ran to the bathroom to pee, and when I came out, I stood at the junction of the carriage and smoked a cigarette.

"Young man, can you give me a cigarette?" Suddenly, a voice sounded from the side.

I turned my head to see a small, dry old man, dressed in a simple dark green linen robe, with skin wrinkled like dead tree bark, squatting on the ground against the carriage.

I hurriedly took out a cigarette and handed it over, "Uncle, you are alone." ”

I then exchanged a polite word with him, and he smiled awkwardly at me again, and I quickly took out a lighter and lit it for him.

"Well, young man, where are you going here?" The old man spit out a mouthful of eye circles and asked me with a smile.

This old man was born with kind eyebrows, and always felt that he had seen it somewhere, but he couldn't remember it for a while, and he was bored anyway, so he chatted with him without a match.

I said, uncle, you are so old, why don't you go out and find someone to accompany you, how unsafe it is on the road.

The old man didn't speak, just smiled and shook his head.

I continued to ask him, "Your son and daughter are very busy, how can you rest assured that you are sitting so far alone?" ”

He smiled and said, "I have many children and grandchildren, but they can't go far." ”

I thought it was a little strange when I heard this, but I didn't take it to heart, but the more I looked at the old man, the more familiar it became, but I just couldn't remember it.

Then I asked him, have we met before?

The old man didn't answer my question, but said with a smile, "I smoked a cigarette from you today, and I didn't have anything to report to you, so I'll give you a small gift." ”

I waved my hand and said that it was just a cigarette, so I didn't need to be so polite.

The old man got up from the ground with a smile, and I found that although he was thin, his back was straight, and he took out a wicker-like twig from his body, handed it to me, and said, "You can take this twig, and it may be useful in the future." ”

I thought to myself that this old man was quite funny, and a small branch was a gift, but I still took it and said thank you to him.

At this time, the train also arrived at a small station, the old man said that he arrived at the station, and when he got off the train, he turned around and said a particularly strange thing to me, "Gold, wood, water, fire and earth, the five elements are regular, born with the trend, against the trend to die, when the fire is in, when the water is retreated, when the gold is stopped, when the soil is warned, when the wood is successful." ”

After saying that, he walked out of the car door.

"Uncle, what do you mean by that!" I hurriedly shouted from behind.

"This is the second gift for you."

The old man didn't look back and threw down a word, and disappeared into the darkness with a brisk walk.

I stayed there alone for a long time, and I didn't figure out what he meant by his last words, but I always thought it was weird.

No, you have to tell An Xiaotian about this!

I've been going through so many strange things these days, and now I'm about to get into a nervous breakdown, and I think about the bad as long as I encounter something.

An Xiaotian was lying on the chair and falling asleep, saliva dripping from the corners of his mouth, and grinning, presumably dreaming.

I shook him a few times but couldn't shake him up, and finally had to give him a long slap in the face.

"Ouch, baby, be gentle with me......"

An Xiaotian covered his face and said with a smile, then suddenly opened his eyes and sat up suddenly, "Damn, why are you, my eyebrows?" ”

What did I say?

He looked left and right, and suddenly shouted at me, "Damn, you idiot, Lao Tzu just fooled that girl to the bed, you woke up Lao Tzu, you pay for my sweet dream, I'll fuck!" ”

I didn't pay so much attention to him, and directly told him what had just happened, and after he heard it, he also had a puzzled expression, and then took the wicker-like branch from my hand, and after looking at it carefully for a while, his face suddenly changed greatly!

"Shura Whip!"

An Xiaotian exclaimed in surprise and hurriedly asked me, "What about the old man?" ”

I said I had gotten out of the car, and quickly asked him what the Shura whip was.

An Xiaotian didn't speak, just stared at me intently, and I was furious in my heart when he saw it.

After a while, he let out a long sigh and said, "You kid is lucky to walk shit!" ”

I asked him what he was talking about.

He said that this branch is a treasure, and in the black occult arts, there is a power called the power of Shura, which can only be controlled by those who have cultivated the black occult to perfection. He had just discovered that this inconspicuous branch contained the power of an extremely pure Shura.

He held the branch in both hands, licked his lips, and continued, "The power of the occult realm is generally impossible to attach to an object in an artificial way, and if an object itself has some kind of power, it can be called a treasure. ”

"The power of Shura contained in this branch is very strong, even in the occult world, it can be regarded as a superior treasure, because of the power of Shura contained in it, so it can be called the whip of Shura."

Confused, I took the branch back from my head and bent it a few times, but there was nothing special about it except that I felt that it was particularly flexible.

I picked up the branch and hit myself hard, saying, "It's nothing special, it hits me like a normal branch." ”

"Call you stupid and you still don't admit it!"

An Xiaotian looked at me with disdain and said, "As I said just now, the people who can control the power of Shura are all top masters who have cultivated the black mystic art to perfection, just like you, let alone control the power of Shura, I don't think you can control the earthworm." ”

", you can stand it!"

I replied to him, casually played with the twig in my hand, and said, "Then if you say so, wouldn't it be useless to put this thing in my hand?" Why don't you help me ask if there is anything you need in the occult world, and I can sell it to him cheaper. ”

"You can figure it out!" An Xiaotian glanced at me, "Take it well, since you have entered this circle, don't think about going out, the only way out is to think about how to make yourself stronger faster, so as not to cause a lot of trouble wherever you go, and you have to implicate a lot of people." ”

I asked him, "You said this thing is a black occult thing, don't you orthodox Xuanmen particularly despise black occultism?" Why do you still say this thing is a treasure? ”

An Xiaotian said disapprerovingly, "What is orthodox or unorthodox, I don't eat that, it's like a gun, depending on who holds it, in the hands of the police, it is justice, and in the hands of criminals, it is evil." Black occultism is indeed a little cruel, but it can't be said that those who cultivate it are all evildoers. ”

"What's wrong with the orthodox sect, it's not that he treats each other with courtesy in the open, and he intrigues secretly, he can't kill a group of people with one rod, anyway, I think it doesn't matter if he is orthodox or black, as long as he can make himself strong, it's OK."

After I listened to it, I couldn't help but look at An Xiaotian differently, to be honest, when I first heard about the black mystic, I also thought so, but Long Xiaoman and they all thought that the black mystic was evil, so I didn't say it.

I looked at the branch in my hand and wondered why the old man had given me this for no reason.

I always looked at him and it felt familiar, I must have seen it somewhere before, but I just couldn't remember it.

After thinking about it for a while, it suddenly dawned on me and slapped my head hard, it turned out to be him!