Squeak~

The old wooden door opened with a tooth-aching sound.

A gust of wind and snow poured in, and I immediately heard a cough inside.

"Ahem! Is it a big child? A weak voice came.

Ma Zhi hurriedly closed the door, plugged in the wooden bolt, and responded at the same time: "Mother, it's me!" ”

Then, hearing a noise in the house, Ma Zhi hurriedly rushed in.

There was no light source in the dimly lit hut, but Ma Zhi grabbed his mother's arm with ease. He patted his withered arm lightly and said softly, "Mother, sit down, I'll come by myself." ”

Turning around, fumbling for a while, a faint fluorescent grain the size of a bean dot lit up, and it was carried by a charred black oil lamp.

The fluorescent sway, illuminating Ma Zhi's red cheeks. A narrow back room with only one bed and a small table.

An old woman with white hair, wrinkled face, and cloudy eyes sat on the bed, her thin clothes covered with patches, and the tattered coarse cloth on the bed barely covered the hay below.

Ma Zhi turned around and grinned: "Mother, my son received a big guest today. As he spoke, he reached into his arms and took out a bag of oiled paper that had been stored close to him.

After opening, wisps of heat rise, and the aroma of roast chicken fills the whole room in an instant.

The old lady on the bed twitched her eyelids.

Ma Zhi immediately said: "Mother, don't worry, my son didn't steal chickens and dogs, this is a noble reward, and there is another money!" He took out the rest of the money and stuffed it into the old lady's hand.

The hands, cracked like the bark of a tree, rubbed the silver coin, and after a while he exclaimed, "Son! How are there so many?! ”

"Mother, my son said it, that's a big guest, and a nobleman!" As he spoke, Ma Zhi tore off another piece of hot chicken and fed it to the old lady's mouth, "Mother, eat it!" ”

The old woman turned her head away, "My mother has already eaten today, you can eat it quickly, and leave some for your brother." ”

"Mother, even if you have eaten it, you can still eat some more, there is a whole one, I don't believe you touch it!" Ma Zhi said, and sure enough, put the whole roast chicken in the hands of the old lady. The feeling of heaviness, heat and greasy was so real that she was willing to open her mouth to take the chicken that Ma Zhi fed.

It's just that although she chewed with her mouth, she refused to swallow for a long time, and urged Ma Zhi to eat more.

"Mother, don't worry, tomorrow I will find someone to repair our house, and then pull some cloth to make clothes, and later I will tell my brother to let him buy some food tomorrow. This winter, it won't be difficult. ”

But the old woman said, "The house should be repaired, but the clothes are not in a hurry, and the mother can sew them up." ”

"Mother, you can't see clearly......"

"What's wrong with not being able to see clearly? If the hand is still there, it may be okay. Don't be in a hurry to use the money, keep more, give you and your brother a daughter-in-law, you are also old, and when the winter passes, the mother will find someone to tell you to kiss, then it will really cost money, in the future, you can't suffer the child! ”

Ma Zhi smiled bitterly, raised his head and fed the chicken to his mother: "Mother, eat, there are more!" ”

The mother and son were chatting, and soon there was a noise outside the house.

Ma Zhi put the roast chicken in his mother's hand, got up and said, "My brother is back, I'll go see him." ”

When the door opened, a figure walked in silently.

Ma Zhi cared: "How is today?" ”

His younger brother Ma Tu nodded, and then silently began to light a fire.

Ma Tu re-lit a piece of wood that was still thick after burning, and Ma Zhi blew out the oil lamp in the inner room, and the room was brighter, and this already leaky hut did not have to worry about choking on smoke.

The family sat around the fire, and under the light of the fire, it could be seen that Ma Tu's appearance was very similar to Ma Zhi, but there was no smile on his face, and he looked a little cold.

"Come, eat chicken. Brother has made a lot of money today, and I will ...... tomorrow" Ma Zhi quickly explained, and the old woman showed a relaxed smile next to her.

Ma Tu was a little surprised, and he responded one by one.

A chicken, the family has eaten for a long time, but there is still most of it left.

Subsequently, the two brothers warmed a bowl of soup and medicine, and served the old lady together, you spoonful, I spoonful, tirelessly feeding the medicine to the old man.

……

Cloud Rain Pavilion.

Wang Li sat in a beautifully furnished and luxuriously decorated room, holding a celadon cup in one hand and a cat in the other, leaning against the window and watching coldly.

The beauties on the stage danced, smiling and charming.

The audience cheered on the audience, and spent a lot of money on a glass of glass.

His mind is not here at all, and his thoughts and thoughts are not revealed.

There is nothing wrong with the existence of the Qinglou itself, the problem is that the Qinglou is full of white bone spirits.

What mortals see is the resplendent attic decoration, the bright red and bright lantern light.

In Wang Li's eyes, the gathered yin qi showed light gray to dark black, coupled with the white bones passing through, between words and laughter, the yin qi in the skeleton was soaring, and the dark light in the eye sockets was shining. In his opinion, the whole Yunyu Pavilion is black and white, gloomy everywhere, only mortals with vivid colors, but blindly nostalgic, holding white bones can still laugh, color heart up.

In this way, it is even more bewitching and ghostly.

The Yang Qi in each mortal's body was suppressed by the Yin Qi and curled up, and then eroded by the Yin Qi, the Yang Qi gradually weakened, and their Yuan Qi was always being extracted by the Great Array, rising into the sky in wisps, converging and injecting into the huge Yin Qi whirlpool.

Although they did not die directly, it was inevitable that they would be weak and weak, and in the long run, violent death was just around the corner.

Wang Li is not anxious, because there are indeed few good people who can come here to have fun and spend a lot of money.

It's just that whether it's good or bad or bad is a human being, and no matter how life or death, it shouldn't be willful and reckless by this pile of white bones.

At the same time, Wang Li couldn't help but think that with so many skeleton girls in Yunyu Pavilion, and the formations they had laid out, could they really hide from the Shushan disciples, the incense fire god cultivators, the heavenly court gods, and the underworld yin gods here?

He just randomly clicked on a random prefecture city that was closest to him on the map of the Shu Mountain region, and saw such a scene on the first day, so what would be the situation of the other prefectures?

Could it be that the Immortal Sect's control and supervision of the mortal world in the Shu Mountain Domain was really so weak, or did he encounter a special case by chance?

Wang Li still had a regret at this time, before going down the mountain, he forgot to ask about the calculation of the Lingxu Patriarch.

The Shushan disciple in Anping Mansion City is not the Fuliu Dao Chief.

The old man who was trapped in the Dao Foundation Realm was not qualified to call himself a disciple of Shu Mountain, but his White Tiger View was attached to Shu Mountain for some reason. And he pretended to look at the little cat demon by chance twice and did not hide it from Wang Li, at least in Wang Li's eyes, Fuliu Daochang may not be such a bright and upright person.

The position of the patrol envoy allowed Wang Li to sense the surrounding Shushan disciples and their identities through his identity token.

The Shushan disciple who really sits in Anping Mansion City is downstairs at the moment.

In the lobby, the long hair is scattered, leaning on the red and green, the liquor is in the throat, the voice is noisy, and the shape is wandering.

Wang Li didn't care about the Shushan disciples, because Shushan couldn't help but get married.

But as a disciple of the town guard of Yifu, he can't see through the formation, and he can still be so happy with two skeletons, it's ...... Shame on you!

[The ninth generation disciple of Shushan, Shu Yao, Yuan Shen Realm, guarding Anping Mansion City. 】

In the mortal world, the Yuan Shen Realm is already a great master.

Shu Yao looks twenty-three or four-year-old on the surface, and his appearance is handsome, and the more chic and uninhibited he becomes, the more suave he looks. The white bones on the stage danced movingly, and when he saw the excitement, he hugged the two skeletons and kissed them on the skull.

Naturally, Wang Li's brows upstairs also frowned tighter and tighter. After a while, he looked down at Wangcai.

"If he dares to do anything to me, you kill him; If he has murderous intent, you will abolish him first; If he wants to run, he will cut off his hands and feet; If he wants to kill himself, he will wait for his death to imprison his soul. ”

The dog gave him a blank look.

"If you don't make a move, no matter how good the magic weapon and talisman I use, I may not be able to do everything, after all, the cultivation is very different, so you don't have to make trouble, let alone waste time."

"Meow~"

Wang Li scratched the cat's head: "You can't do it either, be a cute little kitten obediently." ”

After the order was completed, Wang Li's heart moved, and the order of the patrol immediately linked the identity tokens of the two Shushan disciples.

In an instant, Wang Li saw Shu Yao in the lobby stand up suddenly.

Shu Yao's Yuan Shen received the information transmitted by the identity token, and his dazed and drunk eyes immediately returned to clarity, what was chic and uninhibited, graceful, what sleeping flowers and willows, leaning on red and green, all of a sudden were thrown out of the clouds.

[The upper view of the dynasty, the lower body of the people; Supervise the ministries and picket the gods.

Big things are played, small things are played by themselves; Law enforcement is in the body, and the disciples should be ordered. 】

Every word is like a sword.

Kill the wandering and pierce the heart.

Soon, he saw Wang Li, who was upstairs.

Although it was a still immature face, although the other party only had the cultivation of the Qi Refining Realm.

But the calm expression, cold gaze, and the fleeting sword light in the pupils all made Shu Yao sweat in a cold sweat and tremble in an instant.