"Yes, the Sanpin Enlightenment Dao Qi Incense, I checked it, and it can be regarded as a very precious incense for real people and uncles." At this point, Wang Zijia paused for a moment and added:

"And it's not just the smell of ghosts, the disciples used a lot of means, and found that it was mixed with ghost spirit silk incense, which was extremely adherent, and once contaminated, it was difficult to get rid of it for several years. And after it is specially made, only those who come into contact with it for a certain period of time will get contaminated with it. ”

"Because of all kinds of strange properties, although this thing is also incense, it is normally rarely used to make incense for ordinary use, and most of them are used to make high-level tracking spiritual objects."

"Ghost Silk?" Yan Qimeng frowned, and sniffed lightly beside Wang Zijia, then she hesitated for a moment, raised her hand and took out a strange paper figure, and shook it lightly between mana fluctuations.

The paper figure disintegrated into a cloud of spiritual light, and in the convergence of spiritual light, the phantom of a young woman who was also in her thirties converged.

is different from Yan Qimeng's coldness, the young woman has an excellent demeanor, very amorous, and an excellent figure, like a ripe peach, all exuding the temptation of a mature woman.

If Yan Qimeng is a mountain ice, this woman is a summer red flower, and her enthusiasm is like fire.

"Rare guest, Qimeng Zhenren actually took the initiative to contact the concubine, shouldn't the concubine be honored?" After the young woman's phantom condensed, she glanced at Yan Qimeng, her body swayed, and she said with a smile.

"Do you understand the ghost spirit silky?" Yan Qimeng frowned and asked straight to the point.

"Huh? Wait! It was just a noun, and the young woman was stunned for a moment, and then after leaving a sentence, the aura collapsed directly.

Yan Qi dreamed of this and stopped talking. Turned around and came to the middle of the room, the main area for guests, and found a set of tea sets.

Wang Zijia, who was following behind him, immediately stepped forward and said, "Uncle Shi, disciple come!" ”

"No!" Yan Qimeng indifferently refused and began to make tea.

Seeing this, Wang Zijia honestly retreated a little distance, and waited silently in the room.

Originally, he thought that he would have to wait for at least a quarter of an hour or two, but it turned out to be only a few breaths, and a little spiritual breeze began to waft in the room, and a faint fragrance permeated.

Immediately after that, wisps of wind visibly converged in the room, and in the blink of an eye, they condensed into a young woman with all kinds of charms, which was the woman who spoke just now.

After the other party appeared, Yan Qimeng just glanced at the other party, then ignored it, stretched out his hand and pushed a cup of tea to the opposite seat, without saying a word of superfluity.

"I've seen my seniors!" Because he didn't know each other, Wang Zijia had no choice but to say vaguely.

After the woman appeared, she looked directly at Wang Zijia, but did not respond to Wang Zijia, and looked around Wang Zijia.

"Tsk, the ghost is mixed with the ghost spirit silk, so hidden, this bloody ······ Little guy, your cultivation makes people work so hard, and you really deserve the reputation of this year's leader! The young woman looked at it for a long time before she looked at Wang Zijia and said jokingly.

Between the words, she moved lightly, swaying in the wind, walked to the tea table with a variety of styles, sat opposite Yan Qimeng, looked at Yan Qimeng and said:

"You can, you can see it by all these means. Even if I didn't pay attention, I wouldn't be able to find it. How? Recently, you have opened up and liked incense? ”

"This baby found it out on her own!" Yan Qimeng glanced at the young woman indifferently, pushed the teacup in front of her again, and said indifferently.

"Found it yourself? Sanpin tracked down Qixiang, you said he found it himself? The faces of the people who make this incense have been washed away! The young woman obviously didn't believe it, and rolled her eyes a little.

Yan Qimeng didn't reply, and glanced at Wang Zijia lightly.

Seeing this, Wang Zijia hurriedly repeated what he had just said again.

After listening to this, the young woman looked at Wang Zijia, then at Yan Qimeng and said, "What he said is true?" ”

Yan Qimeng drank tea and didn't talk.

The young woman's face was strange, and she looked Wang Zijia up and down again, and said, "Because of a little taste, you feel that someone is trying to harm you, and you really found the signs······ How insecure are you, little one? Also, I'm curious, who is so willing to spend his blood? ”

At this time, paper figures suddenly flew back from outside the house, and the paper figures disappeared after submerging into Yan Qimeng's body, and then Yan Qimeng interjected: "It's not just him, most of the people who went out to collect apprentices this time have been hit by this incense." ”

Obviously, I don't know when, she has already cast a spell to confirm what Wang Zijia said. At this point, the results are already certain.

"Huh?" The young woman's expression was suddenly stunned, and then she looked at Yan Qimeng seriously and said, "Really? ”

"Can I joke about this kind of thing?" Yan Qimeng's eyes were cold.

"Interesting!" The young woman muttered to herself.

"You can go down, you don't have to worry about the rest, you can prepare how you want to go." Yan Qimeng suddenly said to Wang Zijia at this moment and sent off the guests.

"Okay, uncle! The disciple got it. Wang Zijia saluted, did not hesitate, turned around and left.

"Don't talk about today's events!"

After only two steps, Yan Qimeng's voice came.

"The disciple knows the severity, but just now I came all the way to visit several senior brothers in a row." Wang Zijia turned around and said.

"It's okay!" Yan Qimeng said indifferently.

"Okay, disciple retire!" Wang Zijia saluted again and turned to leave.

After seeing Wang Zijia leave, the young woman and Yan Qimeng glanced at each other, and after confirming their eyes, their bodies suddenly collapsed.

Yan Qimeng turned into a paper figure and fell, and the young woman turned into a fragrant wind and dissipated.

······

After Wang Zijia returned to Biyi Courtyard, he thought carefully about today's events, hesitated for a moment, triggered the general summoning in his mind, and sent a message to his shadows.

"Recently, everyone has been silent, and no other actions are allowed! If you are found out by the law enforcement team, you must not blow up your secret identity, and you can accept the review with peace of mind. ”

The royal beast vein, the essence bloodline, and the disciples of Prince Jia Zhao'an, after receiving the news, all of them were all in one place. Although I don't know what happened, my heart is full of apprehension.

Immediately, Wang Zijia came to the cultivation room again, and during the mana fluctuations, several passages leading to the underground base were completely sealed.

After doing all this, Wang Zijia quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

······

This whole day, in the process of Wang Zijia's worries, quietly passed, whether it was the shadow part he had gathered or the veins of the talismans, it was very calm, and nothing happened.

Early the next morning, Wang Zijia got up every day, ate a pill of Huixin Pill, and finished boxing.

When I was having breakfast with Xiang Feifei, there was a sudden prompt message on the identity card.

"Ding ······"

(End of chapter)