In the pouring night, the entire imperial city seemed extremely quiet.

The previous astonishing disturbance on the long street only caused a riot in a small area, and did not spread too far, many families were still immersed in the joy of the catastrophe, the corpses outside the national teacher's mansion had been disposed of, and the killers on the assassin list of the Jin country were killed and injured after this battle, it is conceivable that for a long time in the future, the killer organization of the Jin country will be green and yellow.

The imperial city is very large, and the surrounding Yantai Mountains are even more majestic and square, like a giant palm holding up the ancient city.

Because of the years of war, even in the imperial city, there are no longer a few people who secretly move to other countries, and many large mansions are empty, and in folk legends, once the house is uninhabited, then the ancient furniture will give birth to a charm, so for those old mansions with haunted rumors, the door is usually sealed with a seal.

In the imperial city, the footsteps of the officers and soldiers sounded again, and now the owner of the palace is Zhao Xiang'er, and they also received her orders.

Although the order was the highest class A, it did not mention much key information in the order, only that there were fish that had slipped through the net and remained in the palace, and they needed to search them with all their might. Naturally, the empty houses became the focus of the search.

Now there are not many soldiers available in the imperial city, and coupled with the busy work all day, the fear in their hearts and the fatigue of their bodies weigh heavily on them.

Everyone was waiting for the night to pass.

It's just that it's not yet dawn, and the night has just begun.

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Ning Jiu didn't pick any empty house, he took Ning Xiaoling to sneak into the largest temple in the city, today because of the riots in the imperial city, the temple was closed early, the main hall with the gate closed, empty, and there was a faint sound of sweeping water outside.

There is a big Buddha in the main hall, the Buddha statue is golden, the treasure is solemn, on the copper platform in front, there are four rows of candles burned, the candlelight is cold and bright, the golden light of the old Buddha is reflected, the dense candlestick is about sixty-four, the candlestick is the incense case before, the incense case is placed with some offerings and two colored porcelain Guanyin portraits, all eyebrows are kind.

And on both sides of the golden body Buddha, there are many statues of gods of different forms, but those statues are skinny, or three heads and six arms, or holding magic weapons, or the face is compassionate, now the hall is empty, those statues reflect a faint candlelight, it looks very terrifying.

However, the long-term accumulation of the Buddha's light here has a natural overwhelm over the monsters in the world.

Ning Chang shook off a copper coin from his sleeve, put it on the threshold, entered the temple to worship the Buddha, entered the temple to worship the gods, he knelt on the futon, and simply bowed.

The one on the threshold is the copper coin used by Ning Zhushui before he died, this kind of copper coin is a scattered cultivation thing, which can temporarily isolate a space, prevent the ghosts and evil in the house from escaping, and can also prevent the invasion of yin qi outside.

Ning Xiaoling's petite body was wrapped in a translucent white cocoon, the illusory fox tail hung down on her body, her delicate little face at the moment looked extremely calm, her skin color also became very light, the green tendons and delicate blood vessels under it were faintly visible, and the contradiction between evil and holy appeared on the body of this girl who was only fourteen years old at the same time, outlining her like a demon spirit outside the world.

At the moment, she is trapped in the Inner Demon Tribulation.

Her realm rose too fast, and she jumped over when she entered the second realm of Xuantong Immortal, and it was directly a shocking longevity to break the purple court.

Therefore, she lacks the experience to break the demons in her heart, because in essence, her mind is still just that fourteen-year-old girl. At a normal rate, she should have left the imperial city and sharpened for another half a year before she broke through the realm, but now with Ning Changjiu's 'help', she came directly to this realm.

The Demon Tribulation is a game of inquiry.

Now the cocoon on Ning Xiaoling's body is getting thicker and thicker, and the signs of life are getting weaker and weaker, indicating that she is getting deeper and deeper in this catastrophe.

Ning Changjiu took out two talismans from his sleeves, one on Ning Xiaoling's cocoon and the other on his forehead.

It was the two purple gold runes that Ning Baoshui took out that day, and the rune paper looked like it was written by a real master outside the world, and the flowing charm technique made him feel very admired.

At that time, these two talismans were locks that closed their bodies, but now Ning Changjiu secretly changed a few strokes and distorted the meaning of the talismans, so these two talismans became a bridge to communicate their consciousness.

Before Ning Xiaoling entered the demon, Ning Changjiu told her that there are many talismans in the world, and a few strokes may produce an upside-down mysterious effect.

It's just that this method of changing the charm is extremely difficult to learn, and the slightest mistake or error in the penmanship will make the whole symbol incompatible.

Ning Changjiu lit a stick of incense on the desk to record the time, and then he leaned his back against the dark red wooden pillar of the main hall, and quickly closed his eyes and settled down.

He used these two purple gold runes to hook Ning Xiaoling's consciousness.

He entered her inner demon.

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It was an ancient city with snow.

Ning Chang's consciousness seemed to fall from the sky, in his field of vision, he overlooked a small border city with a vast expanse, the wind and snow overflowed the field of vision, and the thousands of people's squares in the city, the ancient towers and old tiles, and the wine flag bridge railings were all thin white.

Those white pens are like blank pens, outlining the layout of the whole city in a roughly square way.

The river that runs through the city is frozen in ice, there are few pedestrians and horses on the streets, and where the snow has fallen, there is almost a tranquility.

His gaze slowly fell, and finally landed on a street, with a wine flag erected beside him, and a square flag with the word "wine" written on it, which was also frozen and stiff at the moment, and the sound of drinking and clinking glasses in the house came in a harmonious manner, and he didn't seem to care about the sudden appearance of a person on the street outside the house.

Anyway, every winter, many people are going to die.

Ning Chang glanced at it, and saw that the people in the room were thinly dressed, but their faces were happy, as if wine could drive away all the cold, he just glanced at it, and walked towards the city.

This city should be Ning Xiaoling's hometown.

He didn't care about the noise of the world in the past, not to mention that it was still a false dream in the heart demon tribulation at this moment.

He needs to find Ning Xiaoling as soon as possible, then suppress her demon seed, and then kill the demon for her.

When he went through the Heavenly Tribulation, it was also the time when the demon species was sleeping and most vulnerable, and this was the best time for him to deduce the performance after calculating countless times.

It's just that this city is huge, where can I find a little girl?

Ning was not in a hurry for a long time, his steps were not in a hurry, his consciousness spread out in a long stream, and he slowly sensed this frozen city.

After this long street, there is a stone bridge, standing on the stone bridge and looking at it, the line of sight seems to be broad, looking at the gaze, you can see a large number of bungalows and a tall and eye-catching ancient tower, they do not seem to be illusory, but also with the simplicity left between the wind and frost of history.

And if you look farther, you can see many parts of the city, and there is an untouchable fog.

That was the lack of this city in Ning Xiaoling's memory.

Walking along the long bridge, the people on the street gradually increased, the merchants selling goods on both sides of the road pushed their stalls, their eyes looked left and right, and shouted from time to time, the woman in the dyed silk dress held an umbrella, and the delicate laughter sounded in the ears, and the licensed horse-drawn cart slowly ran over the street, leaving two long, deep ruts on the snow street.

Ning Chang's gaze fell on their faces, and then quickly moved away, he vaguely felt that something was not right in this world, but he couldn't find the root of the problem for a while.

He continued to walk forward, and finally in front of a dilapidated bungalow, he saw a little girl.

The little girl, wearing an old jacket, fetched water by the ancient well, and walked in the snow with a bucket of water, and several little boys surrounded her.

Then he saw the little girl fall to the ground, the water in the bucket turned out, she got up from the ground, scolded the little boys who were taller than herself, rolled up her sleeves and beat them, the little girl naturally couldn't beat them, she relied on a ruthless force, she knew that if she didn't do anything, they would only get worse next time.

Then she fell to the ground over and over again, still staring at them fiercely, and the little boy's laughter echoed all around, and it sounded very merry.

Ning Chang looked at the little girl's slightly dark face and confirmed that it was still not Ning Xiaoling.

He didn't do anything, this was the illusion of the demons, and it was something that had already happened, even if his mind turned back in time at the moment and helped the little girl carry the water back to the house, it still couldn't change anything that had happened in the long river of time.

This is the dust and sand blowing in front of him, even if he is blind, he can only be regarded as a faint cloud of smoke passing by.

He continued to walk forward.

The city was much more lively than expected, but the snow was lonely, a thin layer of ice that lay on top of the bustle.

Further ahead is a grand mansion, the crimson door is closed, there are two majestic stone lions standing at the door, and in the high courtyard wall, you can faintly see the carved wooden windows and painted cornices.

But Ning Changjiu knew that Ning Xiaoling definitely had nothing to do with this.

For he could see that beneath the carved balustrade of the cornices was an empty gray mist.

Because of the high courtyard wall, even if Ning Xiaoling stood on tiptoe, she could only see those, and what was below had never existed in her memory, because between her and such a mansion, there would always be an unattainable courtyard wall.

He moved on.

The snow fell silently, covering the ancient city, like a thicker and thicker cocoon on the girl's body.

Gradually, he realized that something was wrong with the city, and although most of the trees in the city were withered, many of them would be found to be buried under the snowdrifts of freshly pumped shoots.

And many pedestrians on the street are wearing thin spring clothes, as if they can't feel the cold.

Now in this ancient city, winter should have passed, and spring flowers are blooming.

Many people are not even aware of the heavy snowfall.

Because this is the snow in Ning Xiaoling's heart.

Fluttering in the air.

Ning Chang searched for a whole circle in the city, and those places shrouded in gray fog could not be reached or penetrated, and the rest of the places left his footprints.

But he couldn't find Ning Xiaoling.

Finally, he went back to the mansion and looked at the pair of brass rings on the door, thinking about something.

After a while, the door suddenly opened, and four people walked out carrying a sedan chair.

The cold wind blew the sedan curtain, and it was vaguely a little girl's pink carved face.

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