"Fellow Daoist, I don't know why you want to break into Wei Mansion?" Mu Changkong asked.

Finally getting to the point, Yan Xiaobai talked about what happened in the Broken Temple and Jingyue Lake before, and hid the part where the old beggar and Wangqi saw the whirlpool of evil qi.

Mu Changkong said: "Don't hide it, your beggar friend is in the Wei Mansion, I received the task of training the master, and went down the mountain to investigate the Wei Mansion." I have been observing for half a month and have gotten some useful clues. But I hope you don't act rashly, the strength of the enemy is not yet clear, and the enemy is dark and I am clear. You can't lose your life in vain. ”

With a sigh, the masters at the peak of foundation building were not sure, which really surprised Yan Xiaobai. The small county town of the mortal realm has such a strong strength, what is it trying to do?

"Brother, my friend, is his life in danger?" This sentence is actually nonsense. But there is a comfort in the heart. He didn't think Mu Changkong knew if anyone had been killed.

"Your friend's life won't be in danger for a while. But he didn't live for more than two days. ”

"Brother, but do you know something?"

"Wei Mansion is not ordinary. The ancestor of the Wei family was once the imperial master, and now the head of the family is named Wei Ting, and he has two sons, one is called Wei Wen and the other is Wei Wu. Half of the property in this Qingyang City is his family, so he also has a nickname called Wei Bancheng. This Wei family has a lot of plans to catch so many women. However, we know too little about the information within the Wei family. ”

Mu Changkong took out two pieces of paper from his sleeve and handed them to Yan Xiaobai, one of which was densely recorded with information one by one, this is the time of each missing woman in the past year, and some of them also have names, ages, and addresses.

On the other piece of paper, there are pictures of the three fathers and sons of the Wei family and some of the main members of the Wei family, and this kind of true qi is like a picture. The pockmarks on Wei Bancheng's face can be seen clearly.

"Huh?" "This person is one of those guys who is outside the city, and there is an inn where I can help him pay the bills. It turned out that they were the Wei family, and they were really arrogant. ”

Yan Xiaobai glanced at the list again, but didn't see anything wrong at first. But then he thought about it for a while, and suddenly his pupils suddenly shrank.

The problem is that the number of people who go missing each time is roughly the same, and the number of disappearances in the month after each full moon is greatly reduced. Increases near the full moon. The number was almost the same each time, hovering around twelve women.

From this list, it can be seen that they need twelve women to do something. Every full moon is the time of death for those women.

"Fellow Daoist, I've told you so much, do you know why?"

Yan Xiaobai nodded vigorously: "Because you are the Xuanmen Sect, you are the Xuantian Sect, you are the messenger of justice, the embodiment of bravery." ”

Mu Changkong actually believed it, didn't he find out that this guy was a broken mouth? So he posed and said:

"I'm trying to persuade you that you can't participate in this matter. Extremely dangerous. You also saw it, just now something on your arm. It's a secret art. Obviously, unknowingly it will make people tricked. I don't know exactly what that thing does. I have already informed my master of this. I want the Tao to be friendly and do it for itself. Don't give your life in vain. ”

"Thank you, brother, for your kindness. I want to ask if you still have the kind of rune paper you just had? Yan Xiaobai said with some embarrassment.

"Are you talking about these fiery talismans?" As he spoke, he took out a few pieces of rune paper from the storage bag.

"Yes, yes, that's it." Yan Xiaobai directly snatched the rune paper from Mu Changkong's hand, and then said shamelessly, "Thank you." Then he added, "Brother Changkong, he really has the demeanor of a big disciple, and his broad-mindedness makes the younger brother admire." ”

Mu Changkong was stunned, and said in his heart, "Did I tell you?" I don't think I said it. He paused, swallowed the words that had just come to his lips, and swallowed them again. shook his shirt, barely showed a smile, and said, "Since you like it, you will give it to you." ”

Yan Xiaobai asked again: "Brother Tai, is this thing lost?" ”

Mu Changkong pursed his lips and said, "If you input true qi and throw it, it will explode, so you can only use it once." The Spell Urge can be hidden on the artifact and used to trap enemies, but each time it is used, it will consume the aura of the rune. When the aura is depleted, it is useless. Here's the trick. After speaking, a white light was struck. Yan Xiaobai's mind instantly understood.

After getting what he wanted, Yan Xiaobai said goodbye to Mu Changkong, and the people left this place.

At this time, it was late at night, by Jingyue Lake, Yan Xiaobai looked at the calm lake, and his mind calmed down, this is the best place for Yan Xiaobai now, because no one will disturb here. He found a hidden place nearby to meditate and refine his qi. Although the aura is thin, it is slightly better than the rest of the city.

He took out the dagger from his waist and looked at it carefully, the dagger was made of unknown materials, and it was cold in the moonlight. The dagger looked like a miniature version of a knife, and he lightly touched the blade with his fingers. A blood mark was scratched, and a drop of blood was instantly absorbed by the dagger. Suddenly, a feeling of blood connection arose.