Since returning from the ancestral land, Bai Lu's whole person has been a little bad.

When she was just offering incense to the patriarch, she clearly heard a strange voice, and she always felt that there was a ghost crying.

But it is obviously the ancestral land of the Yunxue Sect, and the Yunxue Sect is a famous sect, how can there be evil in such a place?

At that time, the deputy sect master and several elders were there, and if there was such a voice, they would definitely hear it.

But the voice was real, and she still remembered the mournful tone.

For a moment, Bai Lu couldn't tell if she was hungry and hallucinating, or if there was something really strange there.

She wanted to talk to someone, but found that there were new faces all around, and her sister hadn't come out since she entered the back mountain.

"That's true, they said they came to see me practice, but they only cared about themselves."

Walking in the crowd of new disciples, Bai Lu listened carefully and found that everyone was normal, and did not mention the strange sound.

She couldn't help but glance back, the spirit fox sculpture in the ancestral land was still there, I don't know how many years have passed, giving people a sense of a lake.

didn't walk for long, Bai Lu suddenly saw her sister's personal maid Luo Xin standing there, and she hurriedly walked over.

"Sister Luo Xin, you're here, where is my sister?"

Luo Xin saluted and said, "Second Miss, Miss, she is busy practicing." This is the Qi Condensing Pill she asked me to bring you. ”

"The ......"

"Second Miss, the slave is going back to serve Miss, so I won't bother you. Miss asked me to tell you, good life cultivation, don't lose the face of the Bai family.

She hopes that you will come to Houshan as soon as possible and meet her. ”

After saying this, Luo Xin left in a hurry.

Bai Lu had a moment of suffering.

After eating something unpalatable, it was already dusk when Bai Lu came out.

The blue lake in the sect was sparkling by the afterglow of the setting sun.

She walked over and stood on the shore of the lake, thoughtful.

At this time, several fat carp are swimming in the shallow water, very comfortable.

Bai Lu couldn't help but think, these days it's not a ginseng juice broth, or a twelve-medicine porridge of ice and snow lotus, and the mouth is about to come out of the birds, why don't you catch the two tails and roast them?

Don't tell me, she left home with seasoning.

But she soon found that the fish had swam up and spit out strings of bubbles in front of her, as if begging for food.

At first, there were not many of these fish, only about a dozen, but later they gathered more and more, more and more, densely packed, and it made people's scalps tingle.

Bai Lu couldn't help but take two steps back, because she was really taken aback.

I saw those fish gathered together, their mouths wide open, and some even came out of the water, spitting bubbles.

They look extremely hungry, as if they haven't eaten for a long time, but they grow extremely fat, some of the scales have fallen off a lot, and the fish whiskers hang on their mouths like meat tubes, and they don't know how many years they have lived, giving people a sense of decay of time.

The main thing is that Bai Lu always feels that they are watching over him all the time.

The fish's eyes were shrouded in the afterglow of the setting sun, like some cold gaze hiding in a dark corner, with bad intentions.

Bai Lu didn't dare to stay longer and left in a hurry.

Several times she looked back and saw that the fish were still gathered there with their mouths wide open, looking at her strangely.

It's like, it's like she's giving her the end.

As soon as this idea came to him, Bai Lu's hairs stood on end.

I chose to choose a Yunxue Sect because it was close to home, and this kind of big sect wouldn't be really weird, right? So unlucky?

For a moment, Bai Lu trembled.

Why don't you ask the teacher tomorrow?

Yes, now that she is also a beginner, it is time for a teacher to teach her.

......

The so-called "gatehouse" is the gatekeeper.

Ji Que was a porter for the first time, but he quickly adapted to this role, and even liked this profession a little.

Ji Que's "master" is an old man surnamed Luo.

Because of the accumulation of understanding, he was worried that he would not be able to do this errand well, so he took out a paper note and wrote down the key points.

The errand of the concierge is generally easy, as long as there are no outsiders visiting, as long as you find a chair to sit on, you can spend a day in a good way; And if there is an outsider visiting, then take a look at it and let them in.

Sometimes, there is even a little power, such as anyone near the gate who throws debris and spits flowers and plants and destroys the environment, he has to take care of it.

In short, everything is for the image of the sect.

Of course, Yunxue Sect has many gates, and Ji Que is naturally not the outermost one, but the alchemy room.

There are a lot of medicinal pills in the alchemy room, which are worth a lot of money, and alchemy is a rather complicated and focused matter, so it is necessary to have a concierge to take care of it.

On the first day, Ji Que did quite smoothly, looking at the door, asking people, passing a message or something, easily, most of the time sitting there drinking tea.

On the way, he encountered an accident, that is, he asked an old man to pick up the wine gourds that were thrown around, and asked the other party to clean up the wine on the ground.

You are not allowed to leave until you clean up.

As a result, the old man just picked up the wine gourd, spilled it on the ground, and glared at him when he left.

"This stinky old man is quite sideways!" Ji said breathlessly.

If he hadn't kept a low profile as an undercover agent, he would have pressed this bad old man to the ground and wiped his face clean.

In the end, he wrote down the old man's mistake in his notebook, and then it was up to the old man Luo to deal with it.

Although the undercover agent should be low-key, he must also play his role well, and it is not advisable to be too cowardly to be a porter.

is like the porter uncle and aunt of the previous school, once the door of the dormitory is closed, no matter how iron the mandarin ducks are, they will have to be scattered.

Anyway, after Old Man Luo looked at the piece of paper, he became ill and took several days off.

Later, he learned that the stinky old man who threw the gourd was an enshrinement here, a figure second only to the elders, and it was said that his heart was still very small.

But he didn't come to Ji Que's trouble.

It can only be said that he is lucky.

On the third night, Ji Que had completely adapted to the role of the porter and knew that he had to act.

That night, it was Old Man Luo's turn to be on duty, and he was given free time.

Ji Que dressed up that night, wearing a mask for camouflage, and went straight out.

In the past few days, he seems to be just in the concierge, but in fact, he has made a lot of preparations, such as reading the map that Lin Xiang has marked up when he got up early and went out to work.

Before he came, he already had a sketch map of the Yunxue Sect, but he didn't refine it.

This task naturally falls on the cute cats.

Lin Xiangzhi gave him a map, nibbled on a cold steamed bun, and said depressedly: "I'm tired and tired, so you just give me this?" ”

Ji Que soothed: "This concierge food is like this, bear with it, I can't expose my identity for the sake of good food." I'll give you an opportunity to eat venison. ”

"Venison, really? Not a pie? ”

"When have I ever drawn a pie?"

"Okay, I'll believe you again. By the way, be careful, I don't see anything strange about the place you're going, but it makes me a little uncomfortable. ”

Saying that, Lin Xiangzhi, who was tired for a day, stretched out and was about to find a place to sleep, and Ji Que's activities had just begun.

The place he was going to tonight was the ancestral land of the Yunxue Sect.

In the information from the previous senior, the last place he went to was the ancestral land.

There was no lake in the ancestral land, not even a pool, and he had to make sure that the ancestral land and "the bottom of the lake, the corpses of fish." "How many connections are there with the intelligence.

There are no stars and no moon tonight, and the Yunxue Sect in the night is very quiet.

The buildings built against the mountain are lit only in a few places, and if the mountains at night are like lurking beasts, those lights are like their eyes.

Ji Que walked in the shadows of the shadows and landed silently.

The disciples who had encountered patrols on the way easily avoided them.

Similar to what intelligence pioneer Lin Xiangzhi saw, the vast majority of these outer disciples were cultivators around the Second Realm Qi Harvesting Realm, and there was still a slight gap between Ji Que, the newly promoted Third Realm True Yuan Realm.

Especially when I came to the ancestral land, there were no buildings around, only a dirt road and lush trees.

Ji Que was itchy again, letting himself go, gliding lightly and jumping up in the second stage.

To be honest, the first time he saw this ancestral land in this dim environment, Ji Que did not feel the heritage and momentum of the so-called famous sects, but felt like a tomb.

And in the words of the cat Hayashi Kaori, she felt that it made her uncomfortable here.

Cats are inherently more sensitive to evil things, does that mean that there is really a problem here?

At this moment, Ji Que's figure flashed and hid behind a big tree.

Through the lush greenery, he saw that at the end of the dirt road, there was a person.

It was a man in a black robe, unable to see men and women, who was incense on the statue of the spirit fox.

In the darkness, the fragrant spark became the only source of light in the room, reflecting a face as pale as paper.

No, to be exact, that's a paper face.

The man was wearing a white mask, and there was no superfluous color on the mask except for white, which looked like a whiteboard in a bamboo card.

The purple incense was inserted on the ground, and the white-faced man saluted the statue of the spirit fox again, chanting words in his mouth.

Standing here, Ji Que couldn't hear what he was reading at all.

The tone of the voice was very flat, it was impossible to distinguish between men and women, and there was no emotion, just like the sound of two pieces of iron squeezing, without the slightest emotion, and it was very uncomfortable to listen to.

In the middle of the night, a person wearing such a strange mask is here to worship the spirit fox, and there is an indescribable weirdness.

It didn't take long for the mysterious white-faced man to stand up, sneer, and say, "It's useless. ”

There was no one there at all, but he seemed to be talking to someone.

For a while, Ji Que hid behind a tree, not to mention breathing, the pores on his body were closed, as ordinary as a stone.

The man came from the end of the road, not in a hurry.

In the darkness, the white mask on his face stood out, like a human face floating in the air.

Ji Que looked at his hairstyle and figure, and only felt that it was mediocre, and it was difficult to find decent features.

After that, the white-faced man left, and Ji Que still didn't move.

It wasn't until the time of the two pillars of incense had passed, and it was confirmed that no one had returned, that he started moving again.

Ji Que put on the black mask that had been prepared a long time ago, came to the statue of the spirit fox in the ancestral land, looked around, and found nothing abnormal.

That man was just talking to this statue of the spirit fox?

In the night, the face of this spirit fox statue has long been eroded by the wind and rain into a mold lake, and there are some holes on it, which has an eerie and hideous feeling.

But Ji Que looked around repeatedly, and even determined the male and female of the idol, but still didn't find anything abnormal.

So Ji Que took a freshly lit incense from the ground and put it in the other party's mouth, saying, "Brother, you can talk to me if you have something." ”

The spirit fox stood there smoking a cigarette and did not respond.

It seems that the questioning is not going to work.

"At the bottom of the lake, fish corpses."

In the end, Ji Que couldn't help but focus on the well next to him.

Because whether it is the bottom of the lake or the corpse of a fish, it is all related to water.

And the well happens to be taking water.

However, this is a dry well, and the markings on Hayashi's map are clearly written.

Ji Que felt that it was necessary to go down the well to take a look.

The black and secluded wellhead, once it exceeds a certain distance, is as black as ink, and nothing can be seen clearly.

Ji Que didn't hesitate much, and slid straight against the wall of the well.

Soon, darkness enveloped Ji Que, and the inside of this ancient well was narrow, and there was no light at all.

In this case, even if Ji Que had sharp eyes, he still couldn't see the surroundings clearly, so he lightly tapped the Thousand Machine Sword behind him.

A light source lit up at the hilt of the sword, illuminating the wall of the well.

This well is quite deep, and it is quite dry at the initial depth of ten or so zhang, and when the fingers slip against the wall, there will be fine dust rolling, but in the back, slippery moss appears.

These mosses are distributed on the walls of the well, one in the east and one in the west, and it looks like snot, which is a little disgusting.

The deeper the well, the wetter it becomes, does that prove that it is not a dry well?

Ji Que continued to slide down, occasionally raising his head, only to feel that the wellhead seemed to have become a lot smaller.

In this case, the perception of time and distance will be skewed.

In this cold ancient well, even Ji Que had a little sense of fear.

It's a human instinct and can't be avoided.

He continued to slide, and suddenly, a handsome half of his face suddenly appeared in front of him, startling him.

It turned out that there was really water in this well.

The secluded well water, unable to see the depth clearly, reflected Ji Que's half-covered face.

He found that this disguise was not sufficient, so he quickly removed the black mask and put on a new mask on his face.

This mask has exactly nine cylinders, covering almost his entire face, much like the nine cylinders in the bamboo plaque.

The light on the hilt of the sword reflected the water of the well, and it looked like a gateway to another world.

Ji Que took a deep breath, entered the water with a bang, and slid down.

The well water was cold and bitterly chilly.

However, Ji Que has saved up an unknown amount of true yuan during this time, but he is not afraid of the cold, maybe because he is proficient in swimming, after entering the water, he feels like a fish in water.

But it didn't take long for the well to bottom.

The well water is not deep.

The walls of the well are covered with slippery moss.

Ji Que Taijiquan stirred vigorously, and the moss in front of him was suddenly swept away, gathered together, and formed a green ball.

The scene in the cave wall was suddenly revealed.

The light on the hilt of the sword is refracted through the well water, illuminating the surroundings.

For a time, everything in this well was filled with an ancient atmosphere, which was intimidating.

Ji Que didn't find anything, and felt that he was wrong, there was actually nothing here, and the missing senior had never been here.

He poked his head out of the well water, and that's when he noticed something unusual.

I saw a claw mark on the wall of the well.

The claw marks were clear and messy.

But Ji Que still recognized what the words were - "She's coming out, she's coming out!" ”。

Seeing these lines, Ji Que, who was in this dark ancient well, felt a creepy feeling.

The line was small, and could even be said to have a morbid twist, as if the feeling of fear could come out through the stone wall.

She's coming out, who is she referring to?

Immediately after, Ji Que saw a name, a name that made his scalp tingle.

Fang Sihai.

Fang Sihai was the name of the spy senior he was looking for.

He's been here before, and he's even carved such a twisted line here.

What did he go through here? Why carve such a line?

She's coming out?

What about the back?

At the bottom of the lake, what about the fish corpses?

What does this have to do with "the bottom of the lake, the corpses of fish"?

A cold and terrifying feeling enveloped Ji Que, making his breathing a little heavy.

At this moment, I only heard the sound of falling water, and it was supposed to be some kind of water dripping from the well.

Ji Que raised his finger, and when he took it, he found that his fingertips were dyed red.

Blood?