When Jiang Chi was teaching, he didn't know that his hut had welcomed a group of uninvited guests.

The mute girl was sitting on the edge of the bed, her hands fluttering, and she was holding a half-human-tall paper figure, when she suddenly heard a jumble of footsteps outside the door.

Those who come are not good, and those who are good do not come!

She hastened to her desk, hid the four most important volumes, and stuffed cotton wool into her body as quickly as she could, and in a few moments she had filled her slender figure into a bloated richness.

If she was to be beaten, she had to protect herself and minimize the damage.

"Bang!"

There was a loud bang, and the people outside the door had smashed open the wooden door and broke in.

Looking at his clothes, most of them are students of the Academy, most of them are not high, only one has cultivated to the Imperial Qi Realm, and the rest are all minions of the Spirit Realm.

Although the mute nun is not there, her eyesight is still there. She glanced at them coldly, remembering their appearance in her mind - half a month later, when she returned to the cultivation path, none of these people could escape!

The leader looked around at the dilapidated wooden house, and suddenly showed a look of disgust: "The waste man really only deserves to live in this kind of dilapidated house!"

Immediately afterward, a twinkle flashed in his eyes, and with a flick of his sleeves, he gave an order, and his minions scattered in all directions, knocking over and smashing all the few pieces of furniture.

For a while, the sound of broken porcelain and broken wood was everywhere, and the dumb woman's body shrank in a corner, glanced coldly at the person in charge, and without saying a word, she slowly closed her eyes.

The leader couldn't help but shudder, and the look between him and the mute girl just now made him feel palpitations.

But soon he put his fear behind him, after all, how could a person who had no cultivation threaten him who had already reached the realm of Qi Cultivation!

"Dumb girl, Jiang Chi's waste is not there, so I took you out of Young Master Lei's evil breath!"

He glanced at the dumb girl coldly, turned his fingers into a sword, shook his command and left, and saw a sword qi flying out from between his fingers, stabbing the dumb girl!

The sword qi in the tea room had arrived, and only when she heard a "poof", the mute girl's right arm was pierced, and blood flowed from the extremely thin wound.

The mute girl was silent, as if she didn't notice, and she didn't even move her eyelids.

"It's tough!"

The leader snorted coldly and said, "If you want to blame, blame you for following the wrong master!"

After that, he turned his head to the left and right and said, "Don't smash these worthless things, just hit this woman...... You can have some aura attached, just don't die!"

The minions rushed up according to the words, facing the mute girl in the corner, adding their fists together, and even punching with aura, and the lethality was even worse, not to kill people, but to make people happy.

The mute girl remained silent, not even making a sound in pain.

There was no expression in her face wrapped in countless bandages, and she curled up her body as much as she could, burying her face between her arms, guarding the vital point tightly.

Leaning on the strong to bully the weak, I like to hear the painful moans of the weak.

Now the mute girl was punched and kicked without a sound, and the minions only felt that the beating was not a person at all, but only a piece of wood.

Soon, even the leader felt bored, waved his hand and retreated from his subordinates, leaving only one sentence before leaving:

"Dumb girl, if you are interested, tell Jiang Chi for me - if you dare to get close to Ji Mengxue by half a step, you will blame Young Master Lei Mingxuan for not thinking about his classmates and crushing him to ashes!"

"Of course, Jiang Chi's waste, taking up the number of disciples in vain, is also a waste, if you know each other, you will take the initiative to resign and stay away from the school palace. Otherwise, if someone takes away the quota, it will be a joke!"

The mute girl got up at this time, took out two rolls of bandages from the broken porcelain, and quietly wrapped the wound to stop the bleeding, she did not clean up, returned to the bedside, picked up the half-pierced paper figure, and continued her unfinished work.

The oil lamp had been knocked over by them, the room had no windows, and in the dimness, a woman sat on the edge of the bed, her hands were flying, pasting a pale paper figure, and the red pen was dotted on her eyes, ears, mouth and nose, and from a distance, she looked like a real person.

......

Jiang Chi returned lightly, saw that the footprints in front of the court were messy, and secretly said that it was not good, so he hurriedly trotted into the house.

Before he could see what was going on, he saw the mute woman holding a half-person-tall paper figure, greeted her, put it in Jiang Chi's hand, and wrote with charcoal in the blank space of the paper figure:

"My injuries are fine, the matter of the Purple Cloud Electric Tiger is important, you go up the mountain first!"

Although the smell of blood in the air is light, it can't hide Jiang Chi, the dumb girl's injury is by no means as light as she said!

His brows furrowed, and he was about to speak, but he saw the mute girl quickly write a few lines:

"Lei Mingxuan, behind it is the Lei family. ”

"Bear with me, don't be impulsive!"

After writing, she paused, still not at ease, and continued to write: "You dare to forcibly break through the realm, I dare to go to the War God Palace to fight hard!"

Jiang Chi stood in place, meeting her stubborn gaze with mixed feelings.

His exercises are bizarre, the more shallow the foundation, the more time is needed to accumulate cultivation, and the higher and deeper it is, the faster the cultivation will enter the realm, which can be called a thousand miles a day.

He stayed in the spiritual realm for four years in order to cultivate the exercises to the great perfection and lay a solid foundation for his future practice. If the situation is broken rashly, it is very likely that the accumulation of four years will be ruined.

The mute girl was implicated by him, but she never thought of herself, but first considered his exercises, his temperament, in case he was vengeful and forcibly broke through the realm.

It's not just a simple threat, the dumb girl has always said it, and she can do it!

The horror of the God of War Palace, Jiang Chi didn't want to think about it, and he didn't want the dumb girl to risk her life!

Jiang Chi exhaled deeply, as if he was about to send out the depression in his chest, and then nodded heavily: "You don't need to clean up at home, I'll send some miscellaneous servants to deal with it...... I'll go up the mountain. ”

The two separated.

Jiang Chi hugged the paper figure, faced the cold eyes of the people on the side of the road, and walked forward expressionlessly.

Paper figures are only used for folk sacrifices, burned to the deceased ancestors to ask for the blessing of their ancestors, and people in the practice know the principles of the gods and souls, so they naturally scoff at this.

Others only knew that Jiang Chi burned paper people to worship on the mountain every three months, thinking that he was limited by his own strength and superstitious about reincarnation, so he did this mortal act, and he was laughing and generous.

As everyone knows, Jiang Chi's paper figure has other uses.

......

Jiang Chi walked to a secluded corner in front of the mountain, only listening to the chirping of birds.

After making sure that there was no one around, his figure flashed, and after a strange spatial fluctuation, he suddenly disappeared in place.

Jiang Chi, as a personal disciple, naturally received some personal inheritance from the palace master of the Purple Cloud Academy.

And in the mountains behind the Purple Cloud Palace, the teleportation circle that can go directly to the forbidden land in the back mountain is the only thing that the palace master passed on to Jiang Chi.

In the dark secret room, Jiang Chi's figure appeared out of thin air.

The secret room is not large, about the size of four or five living rooms, surrounded by green tile bricks and stones, and eight black iron chains as thick as buckets are drawn out from the eight corners, and the iron chains are engraved with mysterious runes, which emit fluorescence under the reflection of the long lamps on the left and right walls.

In the center of the room, a tiger nearly three meters tall was wrapped and bound by layers of iron chains, panting deeply and shallowly, and looking dying.

When Jiang Chi opened his eyes, he saw a white-clothed ghost, floating slowly, bowing his head and saying respectfully:

"The ghost has seen the master!"