The person who left just now was very similar to Wen Yi's back, but definitely not Wen Yi.

In the past, Wen Yi saw that he couldn't walk, but now he sees that he has to say less to mock.

Jiang Huaiyu was too lazy to bother with her.

Only villains and women are difficult to raise.

After living for decades, Jiang Huaiyu's few gaffes were given to Wen Yi.

The other party seemed to have some magical power, and he could always step on his minefield accurately, making Jiang Huaiyu angry.

"Shopkeeper, stay in the hotel." Jiang Huaiyu thought for a while, "I live next door to that girl's room." ”

The shopkeeper's smile was full, "Okay, okay, Lingyu-kun." ”

Jiang Huaiyu is famous in the world of cultivating immortals, not to mention Qingzhou, it is any corner in the world of cultivating immortals, and there are portraits of him wherever there are women.

......

Wen Yi returned to the room and opened the letter left by Fu Yu:

"Thermometer, look! This is my spirit pet Fanfan, isn't it cute, she likes the fish roe you got very much, thank you. ”

Immediately after, a picture popped out of the envelope.

In a delicate and beautiful white jade basin lies a palm-sized merman, the merman's face is delicate and lovely, his skin is snow-white, his face is flanked by long pointed ears, his upper body is wearing a small belly pocket, and then down is a beautiful silver-white fishtail.

The light gauze-like fishtail floats in the water, rolls up, and is very pleasant.

Wen Yi responded: It's really good-looking, and it's cute.

The mermaids are full of treasures, and are used by many monks as materials for making magic weapons or elixirs, and most of them live in the deep sea where no one lives to recuperate and reproduce, which is rarely seen on the market.

Even if there is, there is definitely no such cute little merman.

She continued to look down.

"I told my senior brother about our affairs, my senior brother didn't punish me, he sincerely invited you to come to Ziwei Pavilion as a guest, Wen Yi, living here is really much more convenient than the inn, there are so many fellow doors, you are absolutely safe."

Wen Yi shook his head.

Fu Yu is stupid and sweet, she is not stupid.

Both of them are building foundation realms, and the cross-level killing of Jindan realm has not made Jindan masters blow themselves up, and three-year-old children don't believe this kind of thing.

Fu Yun invited her to be a guest.

Surveillance in the name of a guest is real.

After burning the letter, Wen Yi waited for Shen Yu in the inn for a long time and didn't see him come back.

Rather than worrying about Shen Yu's accident, Wen Yi was more worried about someone else's accident.

She didn't want to go downstairs and ran towards the place where the two of them were separated.

Not long after Wen Yi left, the door of the next room suddenly "creaked" open.

Jiang Huaiyu looked at the back of the hurried departure, brushed his sleeves and followed.

A thick fog rose from the ground, and as soon as Wen Yi ran to the place where the two were separated, he saw a red figure flickering in the dense fog, more than one.

It's a person from Ziwei Pavilion.

"It may be that Ziwei Pavilion heard about the matter here and sent someone to investigate." Thermometer murmured.

She was about to use her divine sense to contact Shen Yu, but she saw a few extremely evil people suddenly appear in the dense fog and rush towards the disciples of Ziwei Pavilion.

The people of Ziwei Pavilion were talking about something, and they didn't perceive the danger.

Wen Yi took out three exorcism charms from the storage bag and hit the ghost.

"Ahh

The terrible screams woke up the disciples of Ziwei Pavilion who were investigating the scene, and they saw the seriously injured ghosts on the ground, and they tacitly summoned the purification charm to burn the ghosts hidden in the dark to ashes.

"It's dangerous!" A disciple sighed, "If someone hadn't reminded us, we would have died." ”

Monsters that die on the ground are called resurrected ghosts.

Once it touches a living thing, whether it is a person or something, it immediately parasitizes, and then devours its soul and takes its body, the whole process is unexplained, and the only way is to kill the head of the attacked person with his own hands to prevent the ghost from coming back to life.

The resurrected ghost is not strong before it comes into contact with people, so you just need to be cautious.

"The back of the person who left just now seems to be a fairy." Another disciple whispered.

"Hey!" The disciple of Ziwei Pavilion said loudly: "Thank you! ”

The corners of the thermometer's mouth were slightly hooked.

She didn't save people to thank you, but this group of disciples deserved it.

Seeing this, Jiang Huaiyu, who was following behind, said in a deep voice: "An exorcism talisman that can only be refined in the Jindan Realm...... She's not Wen Yi, she's just having a similar name. ”

Wen Yi eats, drinks and has fun all day long, and has never taken cultivation to heart, and Jiang Huaiyu does not take her seriously at all.

There were many ghosts and monsters in the dense fog, and as a disciple of the Sword Sect, of course he couldn't sit still when he saw his fellow Dao being attacked.

Jiang Huaiyu walked out of the dense fog and fought side by side with the disciples of Ziwei Pavilion.

.....

"Shen Yu, where are you?"

Qingzhou is worthy of being a relic of the Divine War, full of strangeness, Wen Yi couldn't contact Shen Yu with his divine sense.

"Shen Yu has a lot of relationship with Qingzhou, he hates Kazama Moon so much, he should go to his temple to have a look." Wen Yi thought so and walked to the nearest temple.

Follow her ideas.

Shen Yu couldn't tolerate the appearance of the god of the wind and the moon in his temple, and he would definitely smash it to pieces.

It was difficult to discern the direction in the dense fog, and Wen Yi explored little by little, and it was only at dusk that he found the largest shrine of the worship festival.

Sure enough.

Wen Yi found Shen Yu in the temple.

This temple is very dilapidated, and even when the festival comes, there are only a few sticks of incense stuck in the cracks of the stones, and there is not even a serious incense burner.

Shen Yu stood under the archway of the temple, dressed in white, with silver hair flying, cold and lonely, standing there alone, like a sculpture.

On his left hand is a stone sculpture of a figure that is too old to be recognized.

The stone carving holds a charm in his left hand, and his right hand is a fortune chart, and a corner is missing, as if it was smashed by some heavy object.

"Shen Yu, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said that to stimulate you." Wen Yi said suddenly: "Don't be angry, come home with me." ”

Hearing the voice, Shen Yu didn't turn around, but said coldly: "He is my general Zuo, Shen Shui." ”

"Huh?" Wen Yi stepped forward, she felt people's emotions from Shen Yu for the first time, Shen Yu was very sad, "The statue is placed here, it should be the hero who followed you in order to calm the ghosts and monsters in Qingzhou back then, it is very powerful." ”

Shen Yu didn't use spiritual power, but wiped off the moss on the stone carving little by little, "What really died for Qingzhou was Shenshui, not Fengjian Yue, and what should be worshiped is also Shenshui." ”

Wen Yi suddenly realized.

No wonder Shen Yu doesn't wait to see Kazamayue.

Feelings, this person's heart is not right, and he steals the fruits of other people's victories.

"In order to pacify the ghosts and monsters in Qingzhou, he sacrificed himself and died." Shen Yu's cold face didn't show any expression, and his eyes were filled with sadness, "Today's heroes are not cared for, even Ziwei Pavilion doesn't pay tribute to him, this Qingzhou might as well be ruined, everyone is dead!" ”

Wen Yi saw that he was in a wrong mood and had signs of madness, so he hurriedly said: "People now don't know what happened in the past, what we can do now is to restore history and give General Shenshui justice." ”

Shen Yu is too extreme.

"Restore history?" The sadness receded, the madness swelled up, Shen Yuguang flicked his sleeves, and a large area of the house on the left side was destroyed, "The deity wants to create history, they pay for it if they pay for it!" ”

Wen Yi was dumbfounded.

Crazy wholesale crazy.