It was already dark at night, and He Lingjiang was still sitting at the table, looking at the token in his hand.

Qiong Zhi cut off the lights in front of her a few points, and said softly: "Seven Niangzi, it's time to rest." ”

"Okay." He Lingjiang nodded, but did not see any movement.

She held the token and leaned over to the candle flame to carefully discern it, which was engraved with the twenty-two stars of the Wing Naktan, and was also carved with intricate runes along the circle.

Where have you seen this thing?

She frowned and let out a helpless breath.

The light in front of him was disturbed by the breath, and he jumped, shaking the patterns on the token more and more chaotic.

He Lingjiang's eyes shrank, yes, it was at that time!

North, Wasteland.

The old woman called "Wu Yuan" was wearing such a token.

She suddenly remembered that at that time, she was lying on the white snow of the wasteland, and the old woman was dancing around her with a human skin drum and a thin pole drumstick, humming an old tune in her mouth.

In between movements, a small token loomed around her waist.

Her eyes narrowed slightly.

Exactly the same runes.

What's engraved on the front of the token? Engraved four stars, like a dustpan.......

It is the female hostel of the Seven Houses of the North!

But that old woman is clearly a witch's skill.

Witchcraft and occult art are the same family, and even witchcraft was formed much earlier than occultism.

In ancient times, people worshiped the gods, and the shamans of the clan communicated with the gods in the form of dance, so as to pray to the heavens for good weather and good health.

At that time, shamans were considered to be able to communicate with heaven and earth and possess great wisdom. Such as the ancient Emperor Xuanyuan, Chiyou and Shennong, etc., are all great witches themselves.

In fact, the formation of Taoism and metaphysics is also partly inherited from the ancient witch culture, which was born from the witch derivation.

It was only later that with the change of dynasties, Taoism and occultism gradually developed and expanded, forming a dominant situation, and the witch culture slowly withered and only continued among some ancient tribes.

The desolate tribes in the north have witches.

But the old woman practiced witchcraft, but she wore a female residence token engraved with runes.

She's not a witch!

Or rather, she's not just a sorcerer!

He Lingjiang's eyes were deep: chasing, old woman, witchcraft, stars, tokens, Xuanyang, He's.

There must be a thread that connects them all.

She thought of the countless crises in the wasteland, and suddenly it became clear that there must be a big hand behind this, secretly fiddling with the wind and clouds.

She turned the token in her hand, but the clue she could find right now was only a token......

On the second day, He Lingjiang got up early in the morning, and after breakfast, he wandered around in the view.

She slept late last night, but her complexion was very good, and she didn't see any signs of sleepiness.

Qiong Zhi couldn't help but yawn, the seventh lady was in such good spirits.

He Ling Jiang glanced at her with a smile and said, "You had to stay up with me last night, sleepy, right?" ”

Qiong Zhi held back the tears that couldn't help but flow from the yawn, and replied forcefully: "Not sleepy." ”

Last time, the Seventh Lady was in this cloud residence, she had to guard it well, and this time there must be no more accidents.

He Lingjiang smiled: "It's daytime now, people come and go, and there is nothing wrong." You go back and rest first, and let Qingzhu and Aman accompany me. ”

Qiong Zhi held back the yawn she was about to make: "Seventh lady, the maid is not sleepy." ”

He Lingjiang looked at her bloodshot eyes, but she forced herself to cheer up, and couldn't help but say: "If people are sleepy, they will yawn involuntarily. Qiongzhi, you practice medicine, so you naturally know that this yawning is contagious. ”

"Wait a minute, aren't we going to yawn here?"

Qingzhu snorted and laughed: "Yes, Qiongzhi, you go back to make up for sleep first." Don't worry, the Seventh Lady is here with me and Aman staring, and you won't go wrong. ”

"......"

Qiong Zhi was about to say more, but He Lingjiang intercepted him: "Don't do it, go and rest." There are He Zheng and them guarding outside, don't worry. I may also go to bed late tonight, and you want to accompany me at that time, maybe you can get through it? ”

It makes sense for Qiong Zhi to think about it.

When she entered this cloud residence view, she was not at ease, she was afraid that if she left the seventh lady for a while, she would make a mistake if she was not careful.

Now it's daytime, with Qingzhu and Aman guarding, and there must be people at the Seven Ladies at night.

She's going to have to rest well, and she'll be refreshed.

He Lingjiang persuaded Qiong Zhi, who was tired, to walk towards the courtyard where Xuan Wei was.

The disciples under Xuanyang's seat wanted to ask, but they couldn't ask with great fanfare, so they could only let Xuanwei find a reason and call people over.

There was a good Mengding tea on the small table, the tea was fragrant, Xuanwei raised his hand and poured a cup for He Lingjiang: "Seventh lady, what can you see in that token?" ”

He Lingjiang lowered his head and took a sip, and said, "I have seen another token before, with the same pattern, painted with four stars of the female house. ”

Xuan Wei shook his hand: "Is there really any other constellation?" I don't know where the Seven Ladies saw it? ”

"North." He Lingjiang lowered his eyes.

Aman and Qingzhu were guarding outside the house, and they didn't know when the seventh lady of their He family had been to the north.

Xuanwei's attention was only on this newly appeared female residence token, and naturally he didn't care about her traces.

He frowned and said, "It's the north." It's really not simple behind this, I'm afraid there is a bigger conspiracy. Can the Seven Ladies find any other clues? ”

He Lingjiang sighed helplessly: "It's just that I saw it by chance." ”

She put down the teacup: "Since there are already two tokens of Nusu and Wing, then the other twenty-six constellations must also exist." There are twenty-eight constellations in the four directions, the female is in the north, and the wing is in the south, and now they also happen to appear in the north and the south. It can be seen from this that the other 26 nakshatra envoys should also be distributed in the four directions of southeast, south, north, and west. ”

"Weaving such a large net, the picture must be not small."

Xuan Wei was shocked, someone was secretly plotting a net?

"It's a pity that you and I have too little information, like exploring flowers in the fog, it's really confusing."

He Ling Jiang bent his fingers, and flicked the wall of the teacup on several cases, and the tea in the cup immediately opened up layers of ripples: "Don't worry, there will always be a time when the fog will dissipate." ”

Xuan Wei sighed in his heart, yes, He Qi Niangzi, who is on the cusp of the storm, is not in a hurry, why should he be in a hurry to be sad?

Take your time, you will always see clearly.

Outside the hall, someone hurried over.

"Uncle Shi, you called us?" Several of Xuanyang's disciples bent down to salute Xuanwei.

Xuan Wei nodded and said, "Regarding your master, I still have some things to ask you here." ”

"I don't know what Uncle Shi wants to ask?"

Xuanyang's second disciple Shoudao glanced at He Lingjiang on the side, frowned, and said, "Besides, if you want to ask about the master, who is this lady, and why is she staying here?" ”

The master died for no reason, and the senior brother also disappeared overnight, and these disciples stayed in the temple, but they were a little suspicious of the cause of death explained by Xuan Wei.

Now, I don't know what he wants to ask, and he has to do it in front of outsiders?

He Ling Jiang looked at Xuanwei with a smile: "Didn't the Dao Leader inform them of the true cause of the death of the Xuanyang Sect Master?" ”

The real cause of death?

Shoudao couldn't help but widen his eyes.

Sure enough, the master is not what the uncle said, he was defeated and died when he encountered the gangsters.

He and his disciples secretly checked the master's body, killed him with a sword, and also suffered internal injuries on his body.

Master's mystic skills are profound, beyond the reach of ordinary mysteries, and he has never made enemies with others, how could he die inexplicably at the hands of others.

"Uncle Shi, how did Master go?"

"Who killed Master?"

Shoudao stared at Xuan Wei tightly, and forced: "Uncle Shi is so covered, but what is there to do?" ”

Xuan Wei sighed faintly and said, "Why do you insist on breaking it? ”

"If you don't tell the truth, they will always have doubts in their hearts, but will they tell you the truth one by one and I will listen to it carefully?"

He Lingjiang looked sideways at the Shoudao and said slowly: "Your master, Xuanyang Guan Lord, died at my hands. ”

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