Cuiyun also followed suit, "Master, I will follow you to protect your safety." ”

Seeing that Li Xian was about to say something, Cuiyun then said, "So that the master can settle down." ”

Yan Qiao also spoke at the same time, "Although you have my protection, I am still not at ease, besides, you still can't trust me and Xianniang?" ”

"It's okay, it's all about you, what else can I say," she was a little helpless, but she also knew that the two were for her good.

"My cultivation is really too low now," she sighed.

"Don't think too much, your path of cultivation is always different from ours," Xian Niang said a few words of reassurance.

She is a successful ghost king, and she still has some understanding of the situation in the face of Li Xian, although she is a little ignorant about the world, but she has touched some inheritance when she was promoted to the ghost king.

Speaking of this, she couldn't help but think of what Xuanyuan had encountered at the beginning, "Speaking of which," the words swallowed again in her mouth.

Yan Qiao looked at her strangely, and knew that she had something to say, so he patted her shoulder comfortingly, "Some things will be known when the time comes." ”

Xian Niang nodded, "With you, my heart is more stable after all." ”

Yan Qiao couldn't help but laugh when he heard this, "It's the first time I've known that I'm still the Dinghai God Needle." ”

"You just know, you are joking with the word Yan Qiao," Xian Niang glanced at her angrily.

Yan Qiao coughed lightly, "Let's get down to business." ”

It was also this interruption that made the atmosphere a little lighter, "Then let's say it, Senior Sister and Xian Niang are secretly investigating, and Cuiyun and I are still the same as at the beginning." ”

"The people behind them don't know the depths, so they can only do this," Yan Qiao nodded.

At this time, in the alley in the center of Silang Town, in a courtyard, there was a young man in a brocade robe and jade belt, and his fingers tapped on the tabletop, "Hasn't the monk who took over the task of the Xuan Society yet arrived?" ”

"My lord, there hasn't been any movement yet," replied a short-bearded man in an apricot shirt and trousers.

The young man's eyebrows were a little fierce, "Do you know that if the day of the bride does not come, I will take the people of your town as sacrifices." ”

The man was so anxious that his forehead was sweating, "I'll go and urge." ”

"If you don't meet the allotted time, don't blame me for being ruthless," the boy said coldly.

When the man looked up again, there was no one in front of him, and he suddenly fell limply on the sofa, since Si Lang Town was taken by this evil star, he took the town's residents to live in fear every day.

The Xuan Society is useless, and he has no solution to the several requests for help he secretly pokes, and for the sake of the people in his town, he can only helplessly deceive those monks.

He also knew that this was wrong, but he also had resentment in his heart, he had asked for help several times and had no way, and his cultivation was not high, this was the only way.

Sighing, his face was a little tired, every time at this time, he hated those high-ranking monks countless times in his heart, why couldn't he look at it more, even if it was just a glance.

You are revered all day long before the sun sets, and he almost broke his leg to survive.

That's it, if there is no monk to come this time, he will have to go on his own, but without him, I am afraid that this town will not be able to stay for long.

After protecting it for so long, he didn't expect this result in the end, how could he not feel uncomfortable.

Pushing open the door and walking out, it rained a lot, and the road was full of tourists, but the locals were rare, and he stood at the door and his eyes fell on the crowd, his eyes changed.

"Ah," a sigh came out, his back bent, and the gray hair on his sideburns showed the vicissitudes of aging.

He didn't have an umbrella, so he walked in the rain like this, and someone opened his mouth when he saw him like this, "Mayor Wuzhen, why are you going?" ”

Wu Zhenzi squinted his eyes and looked over, "It's Aunt Jiang, I'll go see Ah Yu." ”

Hearing this, Aunt Jiang paused, "On this rainy day, the road to the cemetery is not easy to walk, and you don't have an umbrella, how can you be good if you are sick?" ”

"It's okay, it's okay, don't look at me, I'm old, I'm very strong," he smiled and waved his hand.

Aunt Jiang muttered a few words, but still didn't say anything, saw that the rain seemed to be a little heavy, and she didn't lean under the eaves to look at those outsiders, and quickly turned around and walked into the house.

The smile on Wu Zhenzi's face gradually faded, he walked forward, and suddenly his footsteps stopped, and he suddenly turned his head to look at the back on the other side, and the more he looked at it, the more familiar it felt.

Wu Zhenzi's hand trembled a little, he trembled and wanted to click on the light brain on his wrist, but he still reasoned and pulled his movements, and carefully looked at the back of the red clothes holding a peach blossom umbrella, Wu Zhenzi continued to go to the cemetery without stopping.

Looking at his youngest daughter's tombstone, Wu Zhenzi was silent for a long time, "Ah Yu, it's my father's fault." ”

He bent over and sat on the ground, and he didn't dislike the muddy water staining his clothes, "It's not that Dad doesn't come to see you, it's just that you've been too busy this time." ”

He squinted his eyes, "Ah Yu, Dad is too tired." ”

Listening to the sound of the rain dripping, his hand subconsciously touched the light brain on his wrist, and only at this time did he feel a little more at peace.

After sitting for a while, he patted his already soaked clothes and stood up, not caring about his embarrassed appearance, and staggered away.

He was covered in mud, and he was almost washed by the rain on the road, and the wet rain made him a complete soup chicken, and some tourists passing by were a little curious about him.

Seeing this, the owners of the shop said, "Mayor Mayor, you don't have an umbrella here." ”

Wu Zhenzi touched his face, "What's this, we have been used to the perennial rain here for a long time." ”

The boss shook his head and handed him a pack of cigarettes, "Do you want it?" ”

Wu Zhenzi shook his head, "I stopped smoking it a long time ago, and you forgot about it." ”

The boss was stunned, and then seemed to be a little abrupt, "Yes, you have a fish, and you really can't smoke if you have a little girl." ”

Wu Zhenzi's expression was a little sad, and he quickly covered it up, "Your business looks pretty good, looking at the tourists coming and going, there is a smile in his eyes." ”

"Hey, business is good during the peak season," the boss said with a smile.

"Okay, let's talk to you, I'll go back," Wu Zhenzi walked out of the store and continued to run in the rain.

After walking through a few more shops, the owner of the cake shop stopped him, "Town, you are wet, I look at the mud, you went to the cemetery?" ”

"Yes, it's raining today, I really want to take a fish, think about it, go and see," Wu Zhenzi simply walked into the store.

The boss brought a stool over, "Sit down, I'll get you a towel to wipe it off." ”

Wu Zhenzi didn't say anything polite to him, "You don't have any business." ”

"Hey, where can I eat bread when I come out to travel, it's tasteless and full," he handed over the towel, but his face was full of indifference.