The Jade Ning Han Butterfly wandered aimlessly in the world, and she didn't know where to go to find the fragments of the Jade Golden Lotus.

On this day, Yu Ning Handie came to Yingdu City, when she was a child, Yu Ning Handie heard her mother mention this place in Yingdu, Yingdu has many shops, shops on both sides of the street, the market is prosperous, and the transactions of all countries are carried out here, so Yu Ning Handie wants to try her luck in Yingdu.

As soon as Yu Ninghan Butterfly appeared in the market, it attracted a large number of eyes.

"Tsk, where did the girl come from, she looks so beautiful, look at those apricot eyes, look at whoever you see, and the soul will be hooked out. ”

A scholar in the crowd shook his head and said: "You guys are so cheesy, look at me and tell you, if the shoulders are cut, the waist is like a willow, the skin is like a beautiful jade, the air is like an orchid, a smile is delicate, a waterfall-like hair is coiled into a bun, and a silver hairpin is raised at will, showing the elegance of falling and falling, this is the face that only a princess in the deep palace should have. ”

"You poor scholar knows the princess in the deep palace, the princess in the deep palace is half as good as hers, I think she is a flying fairy outside the sky. Someone laughed at the scholar and said.

"Yes, yes, that's it, it's a pity, a lock of hair on her forehead covers a bit of delicate face, otherwise those butterflies would never dare to appear in front of her. The person next to him chimed in.

Yu Ning Handie ignored their remarks and wandered around on her own.

Yu Ning Han Die felt that although Yingdu was like what her mother said, there were more ragged people in the market, Yu Ning Han Die sighed, that is, the refugees she saved poured into Yingdu.

"Grandpa, I'm hungry, I'm hungry. ”

A little girl about five or six years old stood in front of a steamed bun shop, pointing to the steaming steamed buns in the steaming drawer, and kept shouting at an old man beside her that she was hungry.

Yu Ning Handie recognized that it was the old man and his granddaughter who were rescued by the middle-aged Confucian scholar.

Yu Ning Han Die saw that the little girl was really pitiful, but there was no copper plate on her body, what should I do, Yu Ning Han Die smiled skillfully, and when the bun shop Xiao Er turned around, she quietly stretched out her orchid finger and flicked it, and the bun in the steaming drawer fell into Yu Ning Handie's hand.

Yu Ning Han Die beckoned to the little girl, the little girl ran over happily, Yu Ning Han Die handed the bun to the little girl, the girl was hungry, swallowed a bun in two bites, and coughed.

"Baby, you eat slowly. The old man kept patting the girl on the back.

"Oh, why is my bun missing, who stole my bun?" the little two in the bun shop kept shouting and looked around.

Yu Ning Han Butterfly waved her hand at the little girl, and the girl understood, smiled and ran around the corner with Yu Ning Han Die.

"Thank you, sister, you are so good-looking, did you come down from the sky?" the girl raised her head, and said as she looked at Yu Ninghan Butterfly with a pair of innocent eyes.

Yu Ning Handie smiled, looked left and right, and said, "Why haven't you found your mother and your father yet?"

"They're all dead. The girl bowed her head, her face sad.

Yu Ning Han Butterfly sighed, thinking that she must find the eight scattered petals of the Jade Golden Lotus as soon as possible, so that the people will no longer suffer.

Yu Ning Han Die looked around, there was a shop selling jewelry not far away, there were people standing in front of him who were picking out jewelry, Yu Ning Han Die saw that most of the jewelry was fake, Yu Ning Han Die thought to herself that such unscrupulous traders, it would not hurt for him to lose some money. Yu Ning Han Butterfly quietly stretched out her orchid finger, and the few taels of silver that the shop owner had just put into the money box arrived in Yu Ning Han Die's hand.

Yu Ninghan Butterfly handed the silver into the hands of the old man and asked the old man to buy some food and clothing. That's all Jade Ning Han Butterfly can do for the old man.

The old man is naturally grateful.

Suddenly, Yu Ning Han Butterfly saw that the girl was playing with a yellow piece of willow leaf shape in her hand, and Yu Ning Han Butterfly leaned down curiously to see that it was actually a piece of fine golden oak.

"What are you holding in your hand, so can you show your sister?"

"It's a piece of wood I picked up in the grass over there, the shape is a little special, so I played with it, and my sister gave it to you if she liked it, and made it into a comb, which is very worthy of my sister. ”

"Then you're welcome, thank you!"

After the old man left, Yu Ning Han Butterfly found a dark place on his back, put the piece of wood in the shape of a willow leaf in the palm of his hand, and gently brushed it with his hand, a golden light flashed, and the golden light retreated, and Yu Ning Han Butterfly saw that it was one of the petals of the jade golden lotus lying in the palm of his hand.

Yu Ning Han Butterfly was overjoyed in her heart, she found one of the petals of the Jade Golden Lotus so quickly, it seems that it should not be difficult to collect eight petals.

Yu Ning Han Butterfly continued to walk forward, Yu Ning Han Butterfly grew up in the Heavenly Palace since she was a child, and Yu Ning Han Butterfly had never seen anything in the bustling market, Yu Ning Han Butterfly was full of curiosity about everything, look here, look over there.

There was such a beautiful and gorgeously dressed fairy coming to the street shop, and those vendors were willing to let go of the opportunity, and they all gathered around, and kept recommending their own things to Yu Ning Handie.

Yu Ning Handie smiled secretly in her heart, I don't have a tael of silver on me.

Those vendors saw that the jade Ning Han butterfly just kept looking, but they didn't mean to buy it, so they all ignored her, which made the Yu Ning Han butterfly so surrounded, but they lost the interest in watching.

Yu Ning found that there was a mansion not far in front, looking at the tall and sturdy stone lions on both sides of the gate, it could be seen that it was a Zhong Ding family, Yu Ning Han Die walked forward curiously, looked up and down, only to see the courtyard Biwa Zhu eaves, and the top of the two closed vermilion lacquer doors hung a black gold silk nanmu plaque, which read: Luofu.

It's just that the vermilion lacquer gate is hugged by two white cloths, and even the stone lions on both sides of the door are also brought with two white flowers around their necks, and crying can be faintly heard inside the door.

Yu Ninghan Die thought in her heart, this family should be doing a funeral.

At this time, a person happened to pass by, and Yu Ning Handie hurriedly stopped and said, "May I ask this little brother, what happened to this family?"

"At first glance, the girl is not a local, and she doesn't even know about Luofu, the most famous in Yingdu. ”

"Oh, how?"

"This Luofu not only has the largest and most complete commercial shops in Yingdu, but also the power should not be underestimated, I heard that Mrs. Luo has close contacts with the imperial court, Mrs. Luo has three sons under his knees, Luo Nan, Luo Bei, Luo Xi, five grandsons, Luo Nan has a son named Luo Fanxiao, Luo Bei has a son and a daughter named Luo Fanying, Luo Jingjing, Luo Xi has two sons, Luo Fanqing, Luo Jie. Lord Luo's favorite thing is his eldest son Luo Nan, but something happened to this Lord Luo Nan. ”

"Do you know what's going on?"

"A few days ago, Lord Luo Nan went to send silk to a customer, and when he came back, he passed through a place called Yihong Village, Yihong Village is at the foot of Xuanming Mountain, Luo Fan Xiao, the son of Lord Luo Nan, is practicing on Xuanming Mountain, Luo Fan Xiao has not returned home for five years, Lord Luo Nan is anxious, and wants to go to Xuanming Mountain to see his son, but the sky is not beautiful, Lord Luo Nan just arrived in Yihong Village and it rained, Lord Luo Nan had to find a farmer to live for a night, and then go up the mountain when the rain clears the next day. Everyone said that the villagers of Yihong Village must have offended the gods, and the rain was like a flood, and the entire village was washed away, even the nearby states and counties were not spared, only a few people were spared, but Lord Luonan was not spared, I heard that even the body was not found until now, hey, it is really pitiful. ”

The man shook his head and walked away.

Somehow, Yu Ning Han Die subconsciously thought of the middle-aged Confucian scholar, and Yu Ning Han Butterfly wondered if the middle-aged Confucian would be Master Luo Nan.

Yu Ning Handie thought to herself that it would be better to go to Yihong Village to have a look, if the middle-aged Confucian was really unfortunate to be killed, even if he was not Master Luonan, he could not let him lay the corpse in the wilderness.

Yu Ning Han Butterfly flew to Yihong Village, which had been flattened by the flood. Yu Ning Han Die took out the jade silk and threw it into the air, a ray of light appeared, and in a moment, Yu Ning Han Die found a corpse under a sludge.

Yu Ning Han Butterfly removed the filth on the corpse, and her face was faintly visible, if it was really the middle-aged Confucian scholar, Yu Ning Han Butterfly couldn't help but sigh in her heart, and Yu Ning Han Butterfly changed into a white cloth and wrapped the corpse.

Not far away, Leng Zhiamaran was watching coldly, Leng Zhiamaran thought to herself, hmph, I'm here to pretend to be a savior again.

Leng Zhiamaranth followed closely, and with a wave of the red practice whip in Leng Zhiamaran's hand, a cloud of black mist swept over.

"Uhh

Leng Zhiamaran turned over and fell to the ground, the black mist touched the glow of Jade Silk Aya, was blocked back, and ate back to Leng Zhiamaran's body, Leng Zhiamaran didn't expect Jade Silk Aya to be so powerful.

Leng Zhiamaran thought that sure enough, this heavenly thing is not easy to mess with, but Leng Zhiamaranth thought about it again, her red practice whip is not weak, it is made of the snake skin that retreats after the feathering of the red practice snake in Yaoshan, Yaoshan is a place where all the immortals gather, full of fairy energy, this red practice whip is naturally stained with a lot of fairy energy, although it is not as good as half a point of jade silk silk, but it will not eat himself.

Leng Zhiamaranth suddenly understood that he had already lost three layers of cultivation and appeared three layers of original form, which was equivalent to six layers of skill loss.

The roots of Leng Zhi's teeth itched, and she thought, little girl, you wait for me, I will make you pay a heavy price if you have the opportunity.