At noon, the sun is blazing.

Wang Yichen lowered his figure by the Linghu Lake, and he was finally about to arrive home at this time.

It is said that whether it is Wang Yichen before the crossing or Wang Yichen before the crossing, they all like to stay at home and do not go out if they can.

And this courtyard in Lingaofang City has been living for more than two years today, and it is not shallow, if there is no definite crisis, I am still reluctant to run away directly.

Along the way, because the face and body shape are now the original true appearance, no one greeted Wang Yichen.

This situation actually made Wang Yichen feel some inexplicable feelings in his heart, not uncomfortable, but a little happy, as if he was wearing a mask before, and he had to chat with some unfamiliar people.

In fact, Wang Yichen was very unhappy with this in his heart, so he wanted to stay by himself, and a few beautiful maids served by him, and he handed them over to them when he went out to socialize.

I will improve my cultivation and enjoy life, this day is what Wang Yichen yearns for, even if he is tired of such days, if he wants to go out to seek some excitement, he should follow his own will, not be forced to do so.

It's just that if you are weak in your own cultivation, how can things in the world develop according to what you want in your heart?

……

Back to Xianchenju, it's a little strange today, Xia Jin and Hua Niang are not there.

Wang Yichen thought that the two of them were going out to play together while he was away, and he didn't care, so he released the moon devouring pill, took away the elixir and two pills of evil pills, and walked into the cultivation room to start his daily practice.

Just after running two laps of exercises, the divine sense found that Xia Jin ran into the courtyard with a anxious face, and when he saw the moon devouring lying in the courtyard, he breathed a sigh of relief as if he was looking for the backbone of the main heart, but tears immediately burst out of his eyes.

Xia Jin just wanted to rush to the door of the cultivation room, regardless of the fact that Gongzi was practicing, he was about to meet quickly, but as soon as he raised his head, the stone door of the cultivation room slowly opened by itself.

"Xiao Jin, why do you look like this, Hua Niang?"

Wang Yichen interrupted his practice, walked out of the cultivation room, and asked with some doubts.

"Gong ...... Childe, the flower girl is gone, I looked for a day, and I went there, but I can't find it, what should I do! ”

Xia Jin was crying, even though the cultivation of the first level of Qi cultivation had strengthened her body, her voice was still hoarse.

"When did you disappear?"

Even if I knew about these things for a long time, I never thought that the people around me might encounter this.

Suddenly recalling the dirty methods of those monks in his mind, Wang Yichen suddenly became a little angry.

"It was yesterday, Hua Niang went out to buy salt by herself, but she never came back, after the son followed the steward, I went out to look for Hua Niang, but I didn't find it in the caravan, the caravan people said that Hua Niang had already bought it, but I didn't meet it when I came back, I went out to look for it again, but I searched for a night, and I didn't find it."

"It's all my fault, I shouldn't have let Hua Niang go out by herself, Childe reminded me early in the morning, it's all my fault, woo wow!"

Saying that, Xia Jin began to cry again, and her hoarse voice became even more serious.

"Alas, don't be sad, can you find the blood of the flower girl, hair or something, I'll try to find it again."

Because he had decided to let the Wang family continue the incense, Wang Yichen was not sure if he would have a baby in the future, so he specialized in learning a few spells to find people.

I also use it from time to time on weekdays.,It's also quite skilled.,If you have the blood and hair of a flower girl, you have a chance to try it.。

Listening to what Wang Yichen said, Xia Jin seemed to have some hope, and immediately turned around and walked towards the room of the two.

Hua Niang and Xia Jin have an intimate relationship, like a mother and daughter, so the two have been living in the same house, not because Wang Yichen is stingy or mean, after all, there are still many empty rooms in the courtyard.

Soon, Xia Jin was holding a white cloth, which was full of dark red blood.

Wang Yichen recognized that this should be the menstrual blood of Hua Niang, and now Hua Niang is less than forty, so there is still bleeding once a month.

Xia Jin has not had it since she entered the Tao.

Because all female cultivators can basically control it after entering the Dao, that is, if they want it, they will have it, and if they don't, they won't.

Some female cultivators believe in nature and will let it last forever, and even heard that the menstrual blood of the Yuanying Grand Monk was once stolen by a Demon Dao monk.

The demon monk even took advantage of this to break through the knot pill, and even made a golden pill, which caused a sensation in Yunzhou for a while, and caused a joke for a while, causing the Yuanying female cultivator to be angry and slaughter the entire sect of the demon monk.

Although that demon cultivator became a golden pill through this, it was mostly because of his own qualifications.

But for other demon cultivators, this is a broad road, and for a while, many demon cultivators have their eyes on Kun Xiu who believes in nature, which has attracted many Kun cultivators to stop their "natural actions".

……

Let Xia Jin hold the white cloth dyed red, and Wang Yichen will launch a spell.

Suddenly, the dark red blood seemed to be guided by something, and a drop came out and flew towards the outside of the courtyard.

Seeing this, let Xia Jin stay in the courtyard, Wang Yichen put the devouring moon into a storage bag and hurriedly followed.

After all, Xia Jin's cultivation at the first level of Qi cultivation now really can't help much, and if she encounters any tricky situations, Wang Yichen can't guarantee her safety.

And Wang Yichen, who took the moon devourer, even had the confidence to have a draw with the monks in the early stage of foundation building for a short time.

Before he was discharged from the hospital, Wang Yichen hurriedly changed his body shape, so as not to implicate his true identity in real trouble.

Because that drop of blood was too conspicuous, Wang Yichen had to cover it with his divine sense, so that others could not see it, but a monk running wildly on the street was still a little conspicuous.

Fortunately, the blood did not stay in Fang City, but flew straight outside.

Out of Fang City, Wang Yichen sped up his speed, and the imperial envoy Qingyuye followed closely.

It's just that this direction is a little familiar, which reminds Wang Yichen of the location of the underground trade fair he participated in before, and the recent traces of demon cultivation.

For a moment, I couldn't help but lower my body, strengthen concealment, and slow down my speed to move forward.

Sure enough, he walked to a mortal village thirty miles away from Fang City.

Below this mortal village, there is the venue of an underground trade fair, this trade fair is once a month, the first few times Wang Yichen was absent and did not come, I don't know the specific situation.

The dark red blood had not stopped, and it was rubbing towards the edge of the village, and at this time the place was a little desolate, and Wang Yichen couldn't help but have some bad premonitions.

The blood slowly slowed down and eventually dripped onto the thick branches of a dead tree.

Naturally, the divine sense had already explored the surrounding situation, but the tragic situation here still made Wang Yichen gasp.

The empty trunk of the dead tree was filled with several human corpses.

The corpses were completely devoid of blood, like dried corpses, and the dozens of huge dead trees around the key place were all the same.

And the dead tree where the dark red blood dripped from it, among the many corpses was a female corpse, although it had long since dried up, but she could still recognize some of its original appearance, as well as the small bag of snow-white fine salt hanging from her waist.