"Master, I made it like this, half-human, half-demon, and you are still willing to take care of me and help me, this is ...... Why? ”

Jiang Ying has been holding back this question in his heart for many years, because in this world, human cultivators and demon beasts have a blood feud, even in the past five hundred years, it is impossible for human cultivators and demon cultivators to help each other.

Of course, Jiang Ying is not from this world, except for her.

Zhuang Haiping smiled and walked around Jiang Ying's back: "You were brought up the mountain by me, I am the cause and effect of you, you and I are closely related to each other." ”

Hearing this, Jiang Ying breathed a sigh of relief, she had imagined several possibilities, and even prepared the worst plan for Zhuang Haiping to also participate in the affairs of the Li family.

But the two of them are cause and effect of each other, then merit and sin are tied together, and there is no need to consider what interest exchange, it is the most stable interest group in the immortal cultivation system! Jiang Ying felt the familiar aura of the exercises flowing into the body from the back of the heart—the Qi Accumulation Technique.

"Master, I can do it myself." Jiang Ying wanted to turn around, this kind of trivial matter didn't have to trouble the master. Zhuang Haiping pressed her shoulder.

"The mother of the child is worried, and the relationship between master and apprentice is similar, so I can rest assured."

Jiang Ying no longer insisted, so he let himself enjoy the care of his master at this moment. The binding of Tiandao's "interests" actually allowed her to get such a solid backing, when would she lie flat if she didn't lie down at this time?

"Yingying, where are you going to go in the future? Do you want to follow the teacher back to the sect? You have just 'molted', and it is a good time to practice retreat and consolidate your cultivation. ”

Speaking of retreat, it was difficult for Jiang Ying not to be moved, but the thought that she might meet Rong Ji and Bai Ze, who was neither friend or foe, gave her a headache. Besides, there was something else to do, so I had to refuse bitterly:

"I won't go back to the sect, master, I still have something to do." As far as Li Tianjue is concerned, I can't tell the master, the four great families have vague intentions to fight against the three sects, if the master knows where the head of the Li family is, it will be difficult to report it or not.

So Jiang Ying didn't look at Zhuang Haiping's eyes, but just bent down respectfully and made a big salute.

"That's it!" Zhuang Haiping put his hands behind his back, his shy belly looked extraordinarily big, and the whole person returned to that honest and kind state.

"When the child grows up, he always has his own things, no matter what, the teacher has left a ban here, and if something happens, he will come back, and the teacher will arrive as soon as possible!"

Jiang Ying was fully prepared, said goodbye to his master, and set off back to Qiantang with a "piece of ice heart".

This trip to Kunlun has gained a lot, witnessing Rong Ji's hundred thunder tribulations, meeting Bai Ze, the ancestor of divine beasts, knowing Xinghe and avenging him, not only "a piece of ice heart" was successfully obtained, but also transported back a lot of demon beast materials.

At the last moment, the "snake molted", and at the bottom of the Nu River, he also got the "Cloud Road Pass", knew some of the secrets of Guiyun Water Pavilion, and saw through the true intentions of the divine beasts.

But the most important thing for her is to really make friends with Lin Zhiyuan, who "looks up at the starry sky", and since then she is not alone when she looks up at the sky. And Zhihai also has a "real security guard" that surpasses most monks.

There is also the master, the causal link makes the master actually her most solid "ally".

Because of these two people, Jiang Ying finally has some wonderful sense of belonging in this world, and is no longer a spectator. At this time, thinking that she could see Yun Chu and Ma Pan when she returned to Qiantang, she unconsciously jumped up.

But when she returned to Qiantang Mansion, she found that in less than two months, the aura of slaughter and the smoke rising from the staggered manner had replaced the original gentle drizzle and willow waist, and swept this beautiful city.

Rebellion?

However, there were no soldiers and horses rampant, and no people were allowed to flee, only the occasional wanderer took refuge in a hurry on the side of the street, and the doors and windows of every house were closed, and they probed two miles into the city before they found the first sentry.

Is it the golden armor of the palace guards, and Wu Yueguo mutinied?

Seeing this scene, Jiang Ying decided to give up the escape technique and walked all the way back to Zhongji Silk Village, bypassing the sentry post.

That street was originally extremely prosperous, and after Jiang greeted the hand-made satin village, because of the "magic weapon" business in the palace, it brought this street to a new height of "imperial merchant procurement".

If it is a mutiny in the palace, this important commercial market will be banned at most, and the merchants will have no political position, and they will soon resume production and operation obediently.

But now, in front of her is a half-ruined and half-gray "war-damaged version" street. Originally, the store flag was hung all over the street, but now only the half-burned pole is left alone in the air.

Is this place more dilapidated than the outer streets? This doesn't make sense!

Just as Jiang Ying walked into this street to take a closer look, the sonorous sound of gold and stone striking suddenly came from all directions, and the sudden rise and reverberation made her a Jindan monk nervous.

At this time, the place where Jiang Ying stopped was the original Zhongji Silk Village!

Just as she was listening to the movements coming from all directions at the same time, thinking about whether to sacrifice the magic weapon to guard, the space behind her head suddenly twisted, and a pair of fat hands grabbed her shoulders out of thin air, and slipped Jiang Yingti up without saying anything.

Jiang Ying didn't even have time to see what it was, and disappeared into place.

"You're back!" The owner of those fat hands is none other than Ma Pan.

The familiar feeling of space distortion just now had put Jiang Ying at ease, but seeing that Ma Pan was okay and was still waiting for her in place, Jiang Ying felt more down-to-earth in his heart.

Looking around, this is the lobby on the first floor of Zhongji Silk Village, just what Jiang Ying looked like when he left! She picked up the abacus on the counter, it was a real thing, not a virtual image!

"Your formation has improved again! It's clearly ruined on the outside, but it's still the same inside the formation, and you've kept everything! ”

Jiang Ying was very excited, but Ma Pan didn't have time to be happy: "Grandma, I knew that you would stick to your head here before staying here." ”

"That's right...... What happened to Qiantang during the two months I was away? ”

"At the beginning, there was an epidemic among the concubines and female officials in the palace, and we died several regular guests. Later, there was a mutiny, and the monarch's brother said that there were demons around the monarch and wanted to clear the monarch's side. ”

Jiang Yingting's brows furrowed, there must be some connection between the epidemic and the mutiny.

"Later, the monarch's brother also contracted the epidemic, and suddenly it was gone! The strange thing is that he didn't fight when he was alive, and as soon as he died, many rebels suddenly appeared and fought street battles with the palace guards in Qiantang City! ”

"Street fighting? Did the people arrange a retreat? ”

Ma Pan shook his head: "There was no warning of the war, and the people who died the most were the unarmored people." ”

"And now?" As soon as Jiang Ying spoke, he already had the answer in his heart, and the appearance of the destruction and slaughter outside could explain everything.

Ma Pan pointed to the door: "Did you hear that voice just now?" Every six hours, the movement comes, and I think there must be a pattern in it, and sure enough, every time it sounds, there will be a battle in the market for some reason. ”

"This is a war, this is a slaughter of the city!" (End of chapter)