After Zhang Ziyu went to the north of the city police station to pick up Yan Layer, he drove north out of the city, waited in the wilderness outside the city for a while, and waited until the Lingshi Sword, whose hairstyle was blown by the cold wind, turned into a sword light and landed, took it with him, and the three of them entered the city again and went to Qingping No. 2 Middle School in the south of the city.

The police station is located in the north of Qingping City, the school is located in the south of the city, and Zhang Ziyu's house, which is also known as the Feiyu Hotel, is next to the Liyu Bridge in the middle of the city, and they are all located on Riverside Avenue.

Zhang Ziyu first went to the north of the city from his home, connected the Yan layer, connected the Lingshi Sword, and then turned the head of the car and drove to the south of the city.

Fortunately, Qingping County is very small, and there are not many cars at night, so it doesn't take much time or fuel to run back and forth like this.

It's nearly eleven o'clock in the evening, there are few cars on the streets, most of the shops on the street are closed, there are no neon signs of billboards, only dim street lights sprinkled on the streets.

The dim street lights can't give people warmth, and in this autumn night, because of the disappearance of friends and the uncertainty of life and death, people feel cold.

The car sped forward in the dim street lights on the silent city streets in the middle of the night.

There was no car in front, Zhang Ziyu retracted her gaze and looked at Ling Shijian in the passenger seat, she was combing her hair in front of the mirror and combing her high ponytail again.

said that she would ask for leave, take a vacation, and rest for half a month, but she was called by him twice in three days, once in Qingyun Sword Sect and once in Zhongmiaomen, and the enemies she faced were more and more terrifying each time, and she rested lonely.

"Ziyu, you said that Wen Lan was captured by some Lan Tingxuan's people?" Yan Layer in the back row asked out loud, "Then let's go to Xie Wenzhong's house now, Lan Tingxuan is a demon sect?" Xie Wenzhong is Lan Tingxuan's person? ”

Zhang Ziyu looked at Yan Layer through the rearview mirror, it has been a long time since the incident, and Yan Layer has calmed down, although his face is ugly.

"Xie Wenzhong is a member of the Zhongmiao Sect, and Lan Tingxuan is another Demon Sect." He replied.

"Then why don't we go directly to Lan Tingxuan, but to Xie Wenzhong?"

"Because I'm not sure." Zhang Ziyu explained, "It was I who deduced from Xie Wenzhong's words that there was a person with Lan Tingxuan, and Lan Tingxuan relied on seven emotions and six desires to practice, and liked people like Wen Lan with a pure heart.

"Go to Xie Wenzhong, it's to be sure."

"Demon Cult...... It's the Demon Cult again! Yan Layer gritted his teeth, "Why are there so many Demon Sects suddenly coming to Qingping?" ”

Zhang Ziyu was silent when he heard this, although he deduced that Xie Wenzhong came to Qingping for another purpose, but he faintly felt that other people from the Demon Sect came to Qingping and had nothing to do with him.

Either pull him into the gang, or hold the same purpose of the Qingyun Sword Sect.

The car was quiet for a while, and Zhang Ziyu asked Ling Shijian out loud: "Are you sure you want to go to Xie Wenzhong's house too?" ”

Ling Shijian put his hands back, tied his hair with a head rope, and asked in a faint voice: "You want to go, can I not go?" ”

"Yan Layer and I are both casual cultivators, and our cultivation is very low, so there is no threat to Xie Wenzhong, and he will not take it to heart. You are different, whether you are a disciple of Shushan or a monk in the state of mind is a threat. Zhang Ziyu said, "And good and evil are not separated, your identity in Shushan will definitely stimulate Xie Wenzhong...... If I were the Great Demon Sect Devil and saw an excellent disciple of the Righteous Path, it would be difficult not to have the idea of getting rid of it. ”

Ling Shijian tied up his hair and looked at him coldly: "I'm not going, just watch you two rookies go to find a big devil like Xie Wenzhong?" If he kills me, it's easy to kill, and killing you is a sneeze. ”

"Raising your hand and sneezing......," Zhang Ziyu said quietly, "It's all seconds, not too much." ”

"......" Ling Shijian looked forward and looked at the darkness in the distance, "I will follow, even if I die, at least die with dignity." ”

"What can't die?" Zhang Ziyu said angrily, "Say something unlucky!" ”

He hesitated for a moment, then said aloud, "I mean...... Can you shake people? ”

"Just, Shushan is one of the five major sects, such a big sect, you can call the hundred and ten people casually, right? To deal with this kind of demonic people, you don't need to talk about any morality, just shoulder to shoulder.

"At the very least, you'll have to ...... exterminator too much The Purple Cloud Sword Immortal shouted. Your master is ruthless at first glance, extinct emotions, and regard all things as dogs, just like the way of heaven. A person like her, if she kills the devil, she will definitely not be soft.

"You shake her to deal with Xie Wenzhong!

"Moreover, now that there are so many Demon Sect monks in Qingping who have come here to make trouble, don't you righteous people have no reaction?"

"What level of demon do you think Xie Wenzhong is? Say wipe out, wipe out? Ling Shijian replied, "And it is precisely because there are so many people in the Demon Sect in Qingping that the stakes are very high, so you can't act rashly."

"In fact, after I went home the night before yesterday, I immediately sent the news of Xie Wenzhong's appearance in Qingping back to the sect. The sect replied to me with four words, and considered it in the long run. ”

She paused, then continued, "Essentially, I'm still locked up because of what happened last time. You can't come forward to deal with anything. ”

When Zhang Ziyu heard this, she looked at Ling Shijian, she was looking into the distance faintly, leaving him with a side face that did not recognize emotions.

A strange smell suddenly floated in his heart.

The righteous monks and demonic monks he has dealt with so far: the demonic monks are gentle and elegant, and they are upright; On the contrary, the righteous monk has a murderous aura, if it is because Shushan is a sword cultivator, then the unreliable Jiang Jinyu and the sloppy and lustful Li Boyang ......

Now as soon as the word "long-term discussion" came out, a smell of the Song Dynasty court suddenly rushed to the face.

The righteous path is entangled because of interests, but it is the devil's way that is conscientiously developing its career.

"I'm curious......" he asked, "If Xie Wenzhong and the others really did something hurtful in Qingping, what would Shushan do?" ”

Ling Shijian was silent for a while and said, "It is impossible for this to happen. There are masters who watch the world. ”

It's so likely!

Zhang Ziyu didn't trust the righteous path cultivators in the immortal cultivation world a little more......

The Righteous Sect doesn't seem to be very reliable.

"If it is discovered that the Demon Dao monk is making trouble in the world, Shushan needs time to pull up a team to calm the chaos in the world?" He asked again.

Ling Shijian thought for a while and replied, "There must be a Shushan sword cultivator in the world within a day." ”

...... in one day

Zhang Ziyu nodded, enough for Xie Wenzhong to kill him ten thousand times.

At eleven o'clock in the evening, Zhang Ziyu's car stopped downstairs in the teacher's apartment of Qingping No. 2 Middle School, Ling Shijian still stayed in the car to respond, Zhang Ziyu carried a Jiangzhou beer, and Yan Layer went upstairs.

According to Xie Wenzhong's telephone guidance, Zhang Ziyu and Yan went up to the third floor of the dormitory apartment, came to the door of room number 306, and reached out and knocked on the door.

"Knock knock!"

Soon, the door was opened by Xie Wenzhong from the inside.

Even at home, Xie Wenzhong is neatly dressed, with a white shirt, black trousers, meticulously combed hair, and a pair of gold-wire glasses, and his upscale temperament jumps out.

Looking at this demon of Zhongmiaomen, Zhang Ziyu thought of this sentence out of thin air: "The Yanju of the son, Shen Shen is like it, and it is like being young." Meaning, even at home, in his spare time, Confucius would dress neatly.

And Xie Wenzhong's generation of demons can actually do it to this extent.

"Thank you, teacher." Zhang Ziyu smiled.

"Two, please!" Xie Wenzhong stepped aside and let Zhang Ziyu and Yan Layer into the house.

Zhang Ziyu smiled politely, and Yan Layer said, "Thank you, Mr. Xie." ”

The two entered the house.

This teacher's apartment is quite good, there is a living room, a bedroom, a separate bathroom and a toilet, although it is not spacious enough, but under Xie Wenzhong's decoration, it has a bit of literati elegance.

The decoration style focuses on an antique style, with plain wallpaper on both sides, a few ancient paintings hung, and shelves on the wall with various porcelain.

Xie Wenzhong is a big devil, at least he has the cultivation of the Great Yan Realm, and his age can be pushed to hundreds or thousands of years old, and it is very reasonable to like this antique style.

According to Xie Wenzhong's identity as the owner of the Miaomen, Zhang Ziyu even suspected that these ancient paintings, shelves, and porcelain were all magic weapons.

Entering the door is a sandalwood shelf, and there are various wine jars on the shelf, about Xie Wenzhong is a good wine person; Over the shelf, it is the living room, and there are dinner tables, coffee tables, chairs, and stools in the living room, which are not bad.

In the living room by the balcony, there is a tea table, on which a box of incense is burning, and the elegant fragrance permeates the whole room; There is also a stove for boiling water, a tea set for making tea, and a teacup for drinking tea.

At this time, tea was boiling on the stove, and there were three teacups on three sides of the tea table.

Isn't it drinking?

Is it so elegant to invite them to burn incense and taste tea?

Just when Zhang Ziyu was thinking so......

"You can sit as you like." Xie Wenzhong closed the door, followed him into the room, and motioned for them to sit at the dining table on the side.

As for himself, he went to the kitchen next to the living room, and picked up two plates of dishes that had been fried in advance.

Stir-fried vegetables......

They were indeed invited to drink.

Zhang Ziyu walked to the dining table with beer and swallow layers, but just after taking a step, he suddenly realized the problem.

They're really here to drink, right, what do the cups on the coffee table mean?

Because it was three teacups, he subconsciously thought that Xie Wenzhong was using it to entertain him and Yan Layer, but now that they were indeed here to drink, the tea was not used to entertain them.

He glanced at the tea table again, and sure enough, he saw tea in the teacup, a small half cup of tea, the tea that had been drunk.

Other words......

Not long ago, even a few minutes ago, someone was drinking tea at Xie Wenzhong's place.

Two people, or three people.

He remembered Xie Wenzhong's previous hint that "Vinland is very popular with people in the Demon Sect".

With a move in his heart, he took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Ling Shijian.

Walking to the dining table, he and Yan Layer sat down separately, raised their heads, and saw Xie Wenzhong coming over with a plate of peanuts with wine.

He couldn't help but feel another shock in his heart.

If......

There were really people drinking tea here just now, and the people who drank tea were people from Lan Tingxuan, so how could an old fox like Xie Wenzhong leave such an obvious flaw?

Could it be that he is overthinking?

"Hum~"

The phone vibrate, he looked down and saw a message from Ling Shijian: I'm following.

Follow, with whom?

With Lan Tingxuan's people?

Zhang Ziyu's eyes narrowed and looked at Xie Wenzhong, he couldn't understand what tricks this old fox was playing?

"You're welcome......" Xie Wenzhong brought seven or eight dishes in a row, all of which were served with wine, and it seemed that he really wanted to drink with Zhang Ziyu and the others.

After serving the dish, he looked at the Jiangzhou beer brought by Zhang Ziyu and Yan Layer, shook his head and said, "You can't do it, you have to drink mine." ”

As he spoke, he turned around and brought a jar of liquor from the shelf behind him, put it on the table with a "pop", and slapped the lid open, and suddenly, a mellow aroma of wine wafted out of the jar.

Zhang Ziyu looked over and saw that the aura at the mouth of the altar was fluttering, and it seemed to be spiritual wine!

Xie Wenzhong, the old fox, actually entertained them with spirit wine!