When he was a child, there was a mass grave fifty miles away from Qincheng. ，

The horse-faced monk slammed into the air, and the three people behind him also stopped, looking at each other.

"Three fellow Daoists, do you feel an astonishing Yin Qi?" the horse-faced monk asked, turning his head and looking ugly.

When the three of them heard this, their eyes were puzzled, and the black-robed man who had never come out glanced at the mass grave below, sent spiritual power into his eyes, and looked at it intently.

"Brother Jin, this is just a mass grave where mortals are buried. There are several mass graves around here, but if you want to give birth to yin qi, you have to wait at least a hundred years. The black-robed man shook his head and said.

"Was it just my delusion?" muttered the Horse-Faced Monk.

Immediately after that, he swept down a few times with his divine sense, and he was relieved that he didn't find anything abnormal, and the four of them continued to flee forward.

Not long after the four of them left, in the center of a filled mass grave, the earth suddenly shook, and then a dry head emerged.

The head was covered in blood-colored sludge, and it was impossible to see its face, and it was impossible to know how long it had been again.

Suddenly, the head shook its head, shaking some of the dirt off its face, revealing a pair of strange eyes that glittered with blood.

After a few moments, the dirt around the skull was shaken off a bit, and a tall corpse crawled out.

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The head raised its head, looked in the direction where Qin Cheng was, turned into a black light and burrowed into the ground, and rushed towards the direction of Qin City.

But he suddenly stopped outside the city, and his bloody eyes showed a look of thought, and then he lurked in a small tomb.

On the second day, Han Yu was silently cultivating in the quiet room, when suddenly there was a hurried knock on the door in his ears.

Han Yu's heart was a little strange, it was impossible for a guest to come to visit now, could it be that the three princes had arrived in advance.

Han Yu's eyes opened, put on a somewhat flattering smile, pushed the door and walked out. ，

"Has the third prince arrived?" Han Yu asked with a smile when he saw that it was the old man in the brocade robe who knocked on the door.

"Shopkeeper, you have a few old people visiting. The brocade-robed old man arched his hand and said.

"Old man?" Han Yu's fat face was a little strange.

However, he didn't ask much questions, although he was a little nervous, but his face was still very calm and followed him to the wing room on the second floor.

There was a monk sitting in the wing, it was the horse-faced monk, and his mood was even more nervous.

"Is it exposed?" Han Yu's heart sank.

"Brother Wang, I came here this time to ask for something. The horse-faced monk stood up and said with a sad face.

"Brother Jin has something to say. When Han Yu heard Brother Wang, he realized that he was too nervous, if he was discovered, it should be a few knots.

"This" The horse-faced monk looked at the brocade-robed old man, his face a little hesitant.

"Shopkeeper, then I'll go first" Although the old man in the brocade robe was a little curious, he was still very interested.

"No need, Uncle Wang can also call the shots, Brother Jin can speak out. Han Yu waved his hand, stopped the old man in the brocade robe, and said with a smile.

"That's fine. The horse-faced monk hesitated, but nodded.

Han Yu poured a cup of tea and handed it over, and the three of them sat down as guests.

"Brother Wang, you've heard about the medicine garden. The horse-faced monk said with a bitter face.

Han Yu nodded, took a sip of tea, and then complained, "The four seniors of the Jiedan came, searched all the people in Qin City, and took away a lot of loose cultivators. ”

"Senior Jin, is the matter in the Medicine Garden really so serious?" the old man in the brocade robe was concerned about the source of the supply, and also interjected and asked.

"You don't need to call me any senior, if you look at it, just call me a Taoist friend. When the horse-faced monk heard this, he waved his hand and said.

Hearing this, Han Yu and Lao Weng glanced at each other, and they both saw the stunned in each other's eyes.

This guy in front of him must have something to ask for, otherwise he wouldn't be so urgent. It is usually impossible for a dignified foundation building monk to have an acquaintance with a monk in the Qi refining period.

The horse-faced monk also saw the surprise on the faces of the two, and he didn't care about any face, and said directly: "Jin plans to sniff the Wang family, I don't know if he is willing to take it in?"

"sn?" The brocade-robed old man was taken aback, and the teacup in his hand shattered on the ground.

"That's right, Jin made a big mistake in the medicine garden, and now he is forced to take the Heart Eater Pill. As long as the Wang family is willing to take it in, they will sign the soul contract in the next wish. He was a slave of the royal family for life. The horse-faced monk gritted his teeth.

"This" both of them were stunned.

"Uncle Wang, what do you see?" Han Yu unceremoniously threw the matter away.

The old man in the brocade robe was a little annoyed in his heart. It's too much to handle.

"Senior Jin, my third son will come over tomorrow, and please discuss this matter with him. The brocade-robed old man arched his hand towards him, and then said.

"Thank you very much!" said the horse-faced monk, who stood up and bowed respectfully to the old man.

The old man in the brocade robe hurriedly stood up and saluted back, looking at the expression on his face and enjoying it a little.

It's no wonder that when he opens the door to do business, he greets people with a smile, even if he is scolded by a monk in the Qi refining period, he can't reply to it, and now seeing Zhuji's respectful appearance towards him, the old man's vanity has been greatly satisfied.

However, he did not forget his duty, and after sitting down, he began to ask what was going on in the medicine garden.

The horse-faced monk was also very frank, so he told the matter as it was, and his hatred for the monk who pretended to be a demon was gritting his teeth.

Han Yu drank tea calmly on the side, pricking up his ears to listen, but did not interject to ask anything.

"Brother Wang, did you find anything unusual when you left the Nantian Mountain Range?" the horse-faced monk vented the anger in his heart and suddenly asked.

"Brother Jin, I heard that Brother Deng may encounter an accident if he does not return for a long time, how dare he stop at your place, he didn't dare to delay along the way, and returned to Qincheng directly. Han Yu smiled bitterly.

"Deng Yuan's little rabbit cub" was furious when he heard this name, if it weren't for the mysterious disappearance of this kid, the Jiedan ancestor stationed in the medicine garden would not have left, and if he didn't go, maybe this incident would not have happened.

The horse-faced monk was also aggrieved in his heart, it was clear that the monk surnamed Deng was also responsible for this matter, why didn't he receive the punishment?

"Brother Jin, is Brother Deng missing?" Han Yu thought for a moment and asked casually.

"Who knows, it should be dead. The horse-faced monk said angrily.

Han Yu knew that his heart was full of resentment, and he also felt a little guilty in his heart. If this guy hadn't opened the back door, things wouldn't have gone so smoothly in the medicine garden, and he should have shown him a clear way.

At this time, another Qi refining disciple knocked on the door, and there were some miscellaneous matters that needed to be handled by the brocade-robed old man.

So he confessed, closed the door, and left.

"Brother Jin, according to what you said, you are really wronged in this matter. That thief is too hateful to dare to deceive you. If this man is caught, he will be slashed with a thousand knives. Han Yu comforted.

The horse-faced monk was tired of scolding, but he didn't say anything, and suddenly saw some hesitation on the face of the fat shopkeeper.

"Brother Wang, what's the matter?" the horse-faced monk suddenly thought about it, and hurriedly asked.

"Alas," the fat shopkeeper sighed heavily.

"Brother Wang, we have been friends for several years, you can just say anything you want. The horse-faced monk seemed to see a glimmer of hope in the fat shopkeeper's expression.

"Okay, then I'll say a few words. But out of this door, you didn't hear anything, and I didn't say anything. The fat on Han Yu's face shook a few times, and then said.

"I wonder if Brother Jin has heard of the Baimeng Chamber of Commerce?" Han Yu took a sip of tea and asked tentatively.

The horse-faced monk shook his head when he heard the flute.

"There's an auction being prepared by the lake in the inner city, you can go and ask, maybe you can survive. Han Yu didn't say too much, just mentioned it slightly. 11