On this day, Murong Gui saw that Ji Xian had finished practicing his sword, and suddenly spoke: "Third child, you have almost practiced well, why don't you go to the steward's hall and try to take on a task of killing demon beasts or something?" "Ten layers of Qi training, you can try to exercise.

Ji Xian put away his sword, thought about it for a while, and felt that it was time for him to exercise.

"Then I'll see if there's anything suitable." Ji Xiandao.

"Go ahead." Murong Gui said with a smile.

Ji Xian put the sword into the storage ring, and went directly to Qingxin Peak through the teleportation array.

The stewardship hall in Qingxin Peak was full of people, Ji Xian stepped forward, picked up a piece of jade slip and put it on his forehead, and various tasks appeared in his mind.

Now her cultivation can take on some third-level tasks, killing monsters, killing ghosts and the like.

After reading it, Ji Xian locked a task.

A place called Koujia Village around Tianshu City has a haunted phenomenon, and several people have died in a row, and the phenomenon is very strange.

Ji Xian's expression is strange, although she was afraid of ghosts in her previous life, but this psychology is very strange, the more scared she is, the more curious she is, just like watching a ghost movie, she is obviously scared, but she wants to watch it again, she is this kind of psychology now, what is this called? True fragrance theorem? It doesn't seem to be called this......

It's okay, it's okay, you're all cultivating immortals now, what the hell are you afraid of, it's the ghost who is afraid of you. Ji Xian comforted himself silently, and then took over the task with the deacon monk.

Let's see what the ghosts of the cultivation realm are like......

After returning to Guifeng to prepare something, Ji Xian went to the haunted Koujia Village.

The monk can build a foundation to fly with the sword, and Ji Xian has no choice along the way, so he can only attach his spiritual power to his legs and feet and run and walk.

It's better than a horse-drawn carriage. Ji Xian comforted himself.

Koujia Village is not too far away, and Ji Xian walked non-stop for a whole day and finally arrived.

When she arrived, it was afternoon, and several houses in the village were hung with white lanterns, and she happened to see a group of people carrying a coffin out of the village to be buried.

Ji Xian walked over quickly, first turned sideways to make way for the coffin, and grabbed an old man who stayed in the village: "May I ask if this is Koujia Village?" ”

"yes." The old man replied, seeing what Ji Xian was wearing, his eyes suddenly widened: "You, are you an immortal of the Eastern Chu Sect?!" ”

"Yes." Ji Xian was wearing the clothes of the Eastern Chu faction, so he replied: "I took over the task in the sect, so I rushed here, and when I came here, I saw them at the funeral." ”

"It's good to come, it's good to come." The old man said excitedly, and then said: "Immortal, I am the village chief of this village, and the one who just came out of the funeral is the son of the old Li family at the head of the village, Tiezhu, who is usually a very good person, the daughter-in-law died and took the child alone, but he was entangled in this dirty thing and died, counting the iron pillar, eight people have died in our village, immortals, help us......

The group of people who were at the funeral were still walking slowly, Ji Xian looked there, pondered for a moment, and said to the village chief: "I'll go and follow them, I always feel that something is wrong." ”

"I'll be back soon." As she spoke, she hurried along.

It is indeed very wrong, the group of people at the funeral have too much dead air, and Ji Xian, a monk, has a cold feeling. Normally, one or two people don't have so much dead air, but she feels dead in that group of people.

She followed behind this group of people, listening to people crying and mourning, suona blowing funeral songs, and a cold feeling went straight to her heart, making her shiver.

Just following, the dense fog in front of him suddenly shrouded, and out of the dense fog came a crying woman, the woman hid her face and wept, muttering words that she couldn't understand, and the yin qi around her body was particularly heavy.

It's the Shadow.

Ji Xian quickly judged it.

The funeral team seemed to not see the woman in white, and continued to walk forward with a sluggish expression, and the dead air on her body became heavier and heavier.

The woman in white stopped crying, her face was resentful, but she laughed heartily, and her yin qi rose sharply, and she wanted to forcibly trap the funeral team.

Could it be that the goblin wants so many people to die here? How can you be so rampant?

Ji Xian didn't have time to think about it, he quickly stepped forward and made a move, the frost green sword cut through the air, and the spiritual power tore apart the thick yin qi and death qi, and the entire realm was cleared.

"Hugh will hurt people's lives!" Ji Xianjian pointed at the woman in white and said in a solemn voice.

Although this yin soul has a strong resentment birth, it has just been born, and its strength is not strong, and Ji Xian can still be tough.

In the pulpit, a teacher once spoke about ghosts.

"Yin spirits are born of resentment, the stronger the resentment, the stronger the strength, and if a resentful and powerful yin soul is born, there will be a tragedy in the world."

The Yin Soul suffered a lot of injustice during his lifetime, was tortured by life and died, died with complaints and hatred, and died with regrets...... will become a ghost.

This woman in white ...... It is also possible that after suffering injustice and waking up after death, it is possible to be entangled in this Koujia Village, and refuse to leave without revenge.

The woman in white knew that her strength was not as good as that of others, so she glanced at Ji Xian resentfully, her figure faded away, and she disappeared here.

The yin qi dissipated, and the strength that trapped the funeral party disappeared, and a group of people woke up.

"It's... Where is it? ”

"Why am I here?"

"Mother! How can I carry a coffin!? ”

The crowd sobered up, made a noise, listened to their words, as if they didn't know anything?

"Do you remember what happened before?" Ji Xian used his spiritual power to amplify his voice and asked them.

"I don't know, I've been sleeping at home."

"I think I've just finished eating, why did I get here?"

Listening to everyone's gossip, Ji Xian frowned, waved his sleeves and withdrew the vines, and said, "I am a disciple of the Eastern Chu Sect, you may have been controlled by the Yin Spirit just now, and you want to be buried with her." ”

When everyone heard this, the cool air swelled up, and they shivered.

"This ...... Immortals, what should we do? Someone asked.

Ji Xian didn't answer, but just glanced deeply at this group of people, although he didn't want to believe it, but there was still a great possibility, these people with honest faces had done things that had lost their conscience: "You guys go back to Koujia Village with me first." ”

"So, immortal, this coffin...?" Someone asked cautiously.

"Carry it back." Ji Xiandao.

In this way, Ji Xian and his group returned to Koujia Village.

As soon as they entered the village, some people were shocked: "Why did you carry it back again?" ”

"Immortals, what is this?" The village chief asked.

Ji Xian explained the reason to him, and the village chief immediately turned into a grateful expression in the next second, and kept thanking her.

Ji Xian didn't speak, and waved his hand to signal that he didn't need to thank him.

It was almost dark, so Ji Xian went to the village chief's house first to listen to him talk about the strange things in this village.

The village chief's daughter-in-law Chunhua brought the food to the table, Ji Xian sat around the table with the village chief and his son Dajiang, and a little doll crawled on the kang to play.

"Immortals, eat, eat?" The village chief asked cautiously.

Seeing that the family was uncomfortable and cautious, Ji Xian waved his hand: "You guys eat, I'll go out to investigate again, and I'll come back later." As she spoke, she flashed out of the village chief's house.

She was sure she was going out to investigate, after all, she wasn't sure if the goblin would do it tonight.

walked out, now the sky is already dark, the night is slightly cool, dark clouds cover the moon, if Ji Xian is not a monk, I am afraid that I will not be able to see anything clearly at this time.

After looking around, Ji Xian closed her eyes and carefully felt the yin qi around her, and after a while, she opened her eyes suspiciously, how could she seem to have everything?

But that yin soul had just been born, and it had not yet become the strength of a ghost cultivator.

Ghost cultivation and ghosts, in the final analysis, there is still a little difference, ghosts have missing memories, only obsession in the heart, some ghosts are even weak enough that mortals will be afraid of a shout of anger, and the ghost cultivator's mind has been awake, and the obsession will be more profound, because the cultivation method is special, it is for evil cultivation.

It was useless to stand in place, and Ji Xian was ready to go to the coffin of the iron pillar to take a look.

The villagers were very scared, so they put the coffin at the head of the village, and Ji Xian took a few leaps to the location of the coffin.

The village is not big, and when Ji Xian arrived at the place, he was startled. Without him, there was a child who looked five or six years old standing in front of the coffin, standing there quietly staring at the coffin, and the worst thing was that the child was still wearing white clothes.

The child heard the movement, turned around and saw Ji Xian, and tilted his head suspiciously.

"Kid, why are you standing here so late?" Ji Xian asked.

The little boy replied to her, "I'm coming to see Daddy." ”

"Your daddy? The iron pillar here is your father? Ji Xian raised his eyebrows.

"My mother said that my father went to a distant place, but my mother lied, and my father was obviously here!" The kid said.

"Your mother didn't lie to you, your father slept here for one night today, and he will go out tomorrow, good boy, you go back first." Ji Xian walked over and touched the child's head, and said in a soft voice.

"Really?" The child asked.

"Really." Ji Xian smiled and nodded.

The child nodded as if he didn't understand: "Then I'll go back first, my mother is still waiting for me." With that, he ran back with his calf open.

Ji Xian watched the child's figure gradually disappear, so he turned his head to look at the coffin, the coffin was still surrounded by death and yin qi, and the corpse of the iron pillar inside was still there, this big night, Ji Xian did not have the courage to open the coffin to see the corpse.

After thinking about it for a while, Ji Xian suddenly felt that something was wrong.

[... Tiezhu is usually a very good person, but his daughter-in-law died and took care of the child alone, but he was entangled in this dirty thing and died...]

During the day, the words of the old village chief sounded in his ears, Ji Xian was stunned, and the iron pillar... The daughter-in-law died and a person took the child, where did the mother in the child's mouth come from?

It's desperate to be slow to react. Ji Xian quickly returned to the village chief's house, at this time the village chief's house had already eaten dinner, Chunhua was cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks, Ji Xian hurriedly asked: "Village chief, where is Tiezhu's home?" ”

"Is there something wrong?" The village chief wondered.

"Hey, you take me first, I'll say on the way." Ji Xian was in a hurry, afraid that something would happen to the child, so he said in a hurry.

The village chief didn't dare to delay, but he had old arms and legs and walked slowly, so he asked his son Dajiang to take Ji Xian to Tiezhu's house.

Along the way, Ji Xian simply said what he had just met, Dajiang's face turned white all of a sudden, and he muttered: "Wouldn't it really be Tiezhu's daughter-in-law who came back to take revenge......?"

Ji Xian didn't listen carefully, and when he saw the place, Dajiang pointed to a house and said, "That's the Tiezhu family." ”

Ji Xian jumped forward and pushed the door open.