The old man sighed and said, "My name is Jiang Mingsheng."

His expression was a little solemn, and after saying his name, he looked at Lin Yanxi with some expectation, wanting to see how she would react when she learned her identity, after all, his name was well-known in the Jiang family and even Yueyou.

Shen Muzhou raised his hand again and motioned for Xiao Liu to wait outside the inn with the people of the Night Division.

After the people from the Dark Night Division left, Lin Yanxi's eyes looked at Jiang Mingsheng's body seriously for a while, and then he looked away lightly and said, "Oh, I don't know."

Jiang Ming was so angry that he stomped his feet and said, "You haven't heard of me in the Jiang Clan? Even your grandfather Jiang Qi has to call me big brother when he sees me, he is the most talented talisman in the entire Yueyou."

In her two lives, she had never heard of her grandfather's brothers, but her cousin did, and she guessed that this old man should be a side of the Jiang family.

"I haven't heard of it." She replied truthfully, but she didn't want to dwell on this issue, as long as she knew that he was the Jiang family.

She changed the question and continued, "Then how did you get out of the dungeon of Soshoji Temple?"

Jiang Mingsheng sneered disdainfully and said, "Hey, what is that, a broken dungeon still wants to trap grandpa and me."

He suddenly thought of something, took a few steps back, looked at Shen Muzhou vigilantly and said, "You won't arrest me back, will you?"

Shen Muzhou also felt that this old man was acting crazy and acting strangely, and the most suspicious thing was his identity, and the people who were imprisoned in the dungeon were all extremely evil people.

"And why are you locked in?"

Jiang Mingsheng turned around and walked a few steps, and said indifferently, "It's just that dozens of lives are on his back."

Dozens of lives?!

Lin Yanxi twisted his eyebrows and looked at the old man again, he was a little weak by her staring, stroked his beard and said with an unfathomable face: "Your spells are trapped in the soul ring, with the spiritual root of your current body, you can't withstand such a strong rune, in other words, you, and the stinky boy behind you, you are all dying."

"If your spiritual root doesn't have me to teach you to cultivate, you will be devoured by this runic power sooner or later and die, and what's worse is that before you regurgitate and die, the cold disease in his body will not be able to hold on first, and he will die in front of you, a miserable mandarin duck."

It is true that when I used the soul ring before, I felt powerless, unable to fully control the power of the soul ring, and every time I used it up, I would be very weak.

But what a bitter mandarin duck!

Lin Yanxi's face was a little flushed, and he glanced at Shen Muzhou and said, "Then you are wrong, he will not die, I have found a way to relieve the cold disease in his body."

Shen Muzhou's eyes looked at her, and her heart softened, her immature and pale little face was very firm when she said, "He won't die".

Jiang Mingsheng sneered lightly and said, "Fortunately, you haven't had time yet, just rely on your spiritual root and use blood as a guide? I'm afraid you won't be able to save him, and you'll have to put yourself in it."

Shen Muzhou asked, "Blood? Why didn't you tell me?"

Lin Yanxi didn't understand the ups and downs of his emotions, what was there to be nervous about?

It's just a little blood.

Jiang Mingsheng was puzzled: "It stands to reason that Jiang Qi gave you the soul ring, didn't he teach you the talisman well?" Your mother and ...... What about my uncle? Didn't anyone teach you?"

At the mention of her mother and grandfather, her expression suddenly became gloomy, her eyes were dull for a moment, and then she blinked her misty eyes, a slightly nasal little milk voice, and said in a low voice, "They died, they were killed by the sorcerer."

Jiang Mingsheng asked excitedly, "Hao'er, he, he's dead?"

Why does he seem to be paying special attention to his uncle's affairs? She nodded honestly and said, "He died when my mother was pregnant with me, and it was the magician who killed him."

Jiang Mingsheng was stunned for a long time and didn't speak, he was voluntarily locked in a dungeon for 40 years in order to atone for his sins, and they all died.

He didn't say anything more, turned around lonely, walked to the last room upstairs, sat quietly without closing the door, and clenched his fists on the round table.

has always been a hippie smiling face without a serious face, the corners of the lips are flat, covered with a few wrinkles, and he has aged several years in an instant

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"I will learn talismans with you, cultivate the spiritual root of spells, kill all the spell masters, and avenge the Jiang family."

The little girl's thick and slightly curly eyelashes were covered, her eyes were full of anticipation, and the firmness and hatred in her eyes were already doomed to the dangerous road she was going to take, and she would not give up.

In fact, Shen Muzhou wished that she didn't carry these things, but if she didn't carry these, she wouldn't be herself.

Jiang Mingsheng lifted his eyes to look at her, with tears in his eyes, nodded and said, "Good apprentice."

In the past 40 years, he has missed too much and failed to protect his loved ones, at least he still has a chance to protect this little girl of the Jiang family.

At this time, there was a noise downstairs, which attracted Lin Yanxi's attention, "Let's go take a look."

After speaking, she went downstairs, and Shen Muzhou followed her and went downstairs with her.

"You're too domineering! Wrap up this inn, what will my girl do?" A little girl grabbed Xiaoliu's sleeve unrelentingly.

Where did he meet such an unreasonable girl, and said helplessly, "The one who lives here is my lord! I said, girl, you can take your master and find another place."

The little girl became even more angry when she heard this, and shouted: "No matter how noble your prince is, he only needs one room, and my young lady is still ......."

"Siqin, stop messing around, let's go see other houses."

A woman's soft and gentle voice came from the carriage sedan chair, and there was a feeling of cowardice.

Si Qin walked unwillingly to the sedan chair and replied, "Miss, this county is not big, just this decent inn, where is there anything else."

The woman in the sedan continued, "Don't cause trouble when you're out of the house."

Si Qin glared back at Xiao Liu, hesitated again, and got into the carriage slowly.

Just as she was about to get into the carriage, Lin Yanxi stopped her and said, "If the girl doesn't dislike it, let's give her a room for the girl."

Si Qin's eyes lit up, and he jumped out of the carriage with a smile and looked into the house again, and saw a man with a cold face standing in the inn, staring at them with cold eyes and not speaking.

She craned her neck and said, "That's your lord?"

Lin Yanxi glanced back at him, nodded, and Si Qin smiled awkwardly: "Thank you for the girl's kindness."

A woman walked out of the carriage, the girl was about sixteen or seventeen years old, about the same age as Lin Yanxi, wearing a green shirt, her round little face was puffy, and she smiled a little shyly.

Her facial features are delicate and three-dimensional, her figure is plump but not bloated, her beautiful eyes are full of spring water and autumn waves, she looked timidly at the inn, and then looked at the people in front of the inn, and said with a slight bow: "In Xia Luowanwan, I disturb you."

Si Qin helped Luo Wanwan to walk into the inn, and when he passed by Xiao Liu, he didn't forget to glare at him again.

Xiaoliu shook his head helplessly, "Good men don't fight women."

"Thank you, girl, for relieving the siege." Luo Wanwan deliberately walked up to Lin Yanxi and thanked him.

Lin Yanxi smiled heartily and said, "Little things, don't worry about it later."

Later, Shen Muzhou was busy with the affairs of the prison, so she took Lin Yanxi to Jiang's house, she wanted to finally worship the ancestors and ancestors of Jiang's house, as well as the small stones.

The Jiang Mansion is still in a dilapidated state, and it has not changed much from the last time they left, and now Lin Yanxi can't figure out who Jiang Cong they saw that day, and everything in the mansion, how could it become like this overnight.

"You said that if the Jiang Cong we saw that day was fake, and the one in the wheelchair was real, but so many people were sent to search for it, but there was no news, does this prove that he is dead?" Every time Lin Yanxi enters this house, he will remember the strange things of that day, and he has no clue.

Shen Muzhou thought for a while and said, "When I brought the tablet of the small stone back to Jiang's house, I found that someone from Jiang's house had come, and I asked Xiaoliu to check it, only the firewood room had traces of people entering."

"So I guess Jiang Cong hid something in the firewood room in advance, and when everything was over, he sent someone to secretly come back to get something, and then hid."

Lin Yanxi looked around

A circle of Jiang Mansion depressed scene, according to the little beggar said before, the people in the county are afraid of this house and dare not come in, then the person who comes may be a black cloak, but if it is a black cloak to find something, it will rummage through the house, and will not go straight to the firewood room to get something.

Shen Muzhou comforted: "Maybe when he hides the person who wants to hide, he will take the initiative to come to you."

She nodded, and her tense heart relaxed a little, and said, "Alas, I hope that the person you sent to find Jiang Cong can turn from darkness to light, release some fake news, and distract the black cloak."

Looking at her serious and a little tangled little appearance, Shen Muzhou couldn't help but rub her hair bun, and said with a faint smile: "It's not too stupid."

Lin Yanxi straightened her hair, glared at him, and said Who is stupid!

She walked towards the ancestral hall angrily, until she saw the tablet of the small stone, and the atmosphere that had just eased became solemn again.

"He doesn't have to die." Lin Yanxi's tears were in his eyes, "I hurt him."

Shen Muzhou stood on her side, listening to her quietly, her sad little face, her pink little mouth pouted, trying her best not to cry, but the tears kept falling.

Tears hung on her jaw, shiny and shiny, looking pitiful.

"I promised to take him to the capital, if I didn't promise him, he wouldn't follow me, he wouldn't have anything to do with Shen Yu and Xiaoliu, and he wouldn't be targeted by the people in the prison, I was incompetent and couldn't save him."

In the end, she couldn't cry, her shoulders trembled slightly, Shen Muzhou stretched out his hand and wanted to put it on her shoulder to give her a little comfort, but she paused in mid-air, thought about it and took it back.

His voice was a little softer, with some warmth, and he whispered, "It's not your fault, no one can predict what will happen later, you have done your best."

"Let's go! Let's go, they're inside!"

A little girl walked towards Jiang's house with a group of children and rushed into the ancestral hall, and Shen Muzhou took the first step in front and stopped these people.

The little girl pointed at Lin Yanxi and said, "You killed Brother Shi! I want your life to pay for your life!"