Shang Gui'an stood there, motionless, he didn't dare to breathe, he felt that it was too thrilling to follow his senior brother, everything he saw was powerful, and everything he said was a secret.

"Don't worry, the disciple has been back to his hometown for many years, but he only came to the city today to visit the master, it really shouldn't be." After Lou Jinchen finished speaking, he glanced back at Shang Gui'an, and Shang Gui'an immediately brought up the meat and side dishes he was carrying.

And put it on the table, and Lou Jinchen slapped the mud seal of the wine jar again.

Uncle Fang had already brought a set of bowls out of nowhere and put them on the table.

The master didn't move, sitting there, he seemed to have roots in his buttocks, Lou Jinchen hugged the wine jar, came to the master's side, poured the clear wine into the bowl on his table, and said: "I have known the master for a long time, although it is not thrilling, but it is also precious. ”

The Master did not speak, and he seemed to be talking less and less.

"I don't know what the Master has experienced, perhaps, the Master didn't have the opportunity to talk to others, maybe the students used to be low-minded, and it was useless to listen to them, but today, the students think that they have some strength, if the Master has any difficulties, you might as well talk to the students."

Lou Jinchen returned to his place, poured another bowl of wine for himself, sat down, and looked at Ji Fuzi.

Ji Fuzi didn't go to serve the wine, but looked at Lou Jinchen and said, "Do you know what you saw just now?" ”

Lou Jinchen shook his head.

"That is vanity, in the delusion that the secret spirits call themselves." Ji Fuzi said.

"Vanity is the dwelling place of the secret spirits, why should we go there?" Lou Jinchen asked.

"People always want to explore the unknown." Ji Fuzi said.

"Master doesn't have to seduce me, although I am curious about many things, I don't have the slightest idea about a place like that." Lou Jinchen said.

"Alas!" The master sighed and said, "I know what you want to know, the old man can tell you that you were asked to go to Wangkaidao Pavilion that day, not to give you to anyone, I just want you to go there and see if you can get some memories back for me." ”

"It's a pity that the spiritual seed in your eyes is scattered, if not, you and I will be the same kind."

"It's a pity that all this is just the old man's wishful thinking." Ji Fuzi sighed again.

"I see, it seems that this Haiyao Pavilion Lord is here after all. Master, this trip, the students are here to bid farewell to the Master, this bowl of wine, to the Master! Lou Jinchen picked up the wine, stood up, and drank it all in one gulp.

Then turn around and leave.

All the way out of Eyeless City, not a single stop.

Shang Gui'an followed behind him, and after leaving the city, the two took out the horse from the treasure bag, threw it into the air, and turned into a high-headed black horse.

The wind whistled in his ears, the sound of horses' hooves chased behind him, the trees on both sides ran backwards, and the occasional bird flew sideways.

When he came to a clear stream, Lou Jinchen reined in the horse's head, turned over, came to the stream, and washed his face with two palms of stream water.

"Senior brother, can you believe what Master Ji said?" Shang Gui'an still couldn't help but ask the words in his stomach.

"I don't know." Lou Jinchen replied.

"Senior brother can't judge it?" Shang Gui'an said in surprise.

"It's because I can't judge it, so I don't ask anymore." Lou Jinchen suddenly turned his head and asked Shang Gui'an, and said, "If you were asked to ask, what would you ask?" ”

"I would ask what is the relationship between the master and this lord of Haiyao? What is she here for? Shang Gui'an said.

"If he says, it is the old friends who come to reminisce about the past, and because they are now all strangers, they are connected with each other, and they watch each other, what should you do?" Lou Jinchen said.

"Then I have to ask him, does it have anything to do with the Mystic Cult?" Shang Gui'an said.

"If he says no? How should you? Lou Jinchen said.

Shang Gui'an couldn't answer because he couldn't prove that the other party had a relationship with the Mystical Spirit Sect.

"And what if he says it matters?" Lou Jinchen continued: "Are we going to kill Master Ji? You have to know that in that Eyeless City, it is his Dharma field, his domain, where he can even communicate with the 'Tricky Eye' god, and it is easy to use the Dharma to suppress us. ”

Shang Gui'an broke out in cold sweat on his back.

"Actually, I won't ask, there is another reason, that is, I think that Uncle Fang is not a simple character, and Ji Fuzi seems to be quite jealous of him." Lou Jinchen said.

"Uncle Fang?" Shang Gui'an couldn't help but think of the once gentle Uncle Fang, and he was terrified.

"Let's go, try not to enter that Eyeless City in the future, some things are treated as if you don't know, as if you haven't heard of them." Lou Jinchen said, turned over and got on the horse again, and the two came to the vicinity of the state capital of Jiangzhou when it was dark and night.

The gates were sealed, and they did not cast a spell to enter the city.

He hadn't seen this Mansion Monarch, but in his opinion, this Mansion Monarch had been operating here for so many years, and I was afraid that this entire city would also be the other party's Dharma field.

Although Lou Jinchen was not afraid, he didn't want to be so unscrupulous, after all, his reputation in the capital must not be a secret to the prince of Jiangzhou Mansion.

So they stayed outside the city, and the outside of the city of Jiangzhou was the same as the city without eyes, and they also circled it, and looked down from the high mountain, and saw that the lights were looming in the mountains and forests.

"Here, when it's a ghost market, let's go inside and have a look." Lou Jinchen pointed to a dimly lit and dreamy place, and said that he patted the horse and walked away, the horse galloped from the top of the mountain to the bottom of the mountain, the wind was whistling in his ears, this kind of indulgence, Shang Gui'an felt extremely happy.

I can't help but think in my heart, no wonder so many people like to run wild.

Soon, the two came to the mouth of a valley, where there is a gatehouse, when the two horses arrived, a voice has said loudly: "Those who come are dismounted, the south gate is not allowed to ride horses, and the offenders are cut off and sacrificed to the gods." ”

Lou Jinchen didn't break in, the two dismounted and entered it.

It is not the bright lights, but clusters of small lights, under the small light, there are people sitting there, in front of them spread a piece of animal skins, on which are all kinds of gadgets.

Lou Jinchen and Shang Gui'an don't have much knowledge of these things, this is the problem of inheritance, and it is also due to interest, although Lou Jinchen always wants to refine good treasures, but he is not interested in understanding the materials of these refining tools, he is in Taixue, and he rarely reads books that introduce various ores and spiritual wood.

The two walked and stopped, and came to a stone platform where a group of people were gathered, and a white light hung on the stone platform.

Lou Jinchen looked at the lamp, and saw that this was the handwriting of the Five Visceral God Sect's heart ghost monks, and it might even be the natal lamp of the Five Visceral God Sect's heart ghost monks, but this person was by no means a person who cultivated the Five Visceral Divine Method.

He didn't know if this person had asked the heart ghost cultivator of the Five Visceral God Sect to cultivate, or if he had robbed it.

The other party was a white fat man, dressed in brocade, holding a black gourd in his hand, with black gas bubbling from it.

Just listen to him; "There are three hundred souls here, and I want to change the heart wood of a thousand-year-old locust tree, which must be at least three feet long, with the thickness of the wrist and mouth, preferably wet wood, if it has dried up, do not open the mouth."

Lou Jinchen's eyes narrowed.

It was as if he had heard the bitter wails of three hundred unjust souls.

(End of chapter)