As Huang Daoyou's message was issued, an exclamation mark instantly lit up in the group, and even many diving members were blown out.

Obviously, this group of people was shocked by Ning Yan's behavior.

Ning Yan shook his head and smiled, it turned out that there were also these things that immortals were afraid of, and his mood was a lot easier.

More than an hour later, the bus stopped at a junction near the eastern suburbs.

Ning Yan got out of the car with his travel bag on his back and waited for another half an hour or so before finally waiting for a taxi.

took out the business card given by Chu Tianshi, reported the address on it to the driver, and then drove to the real destination of this trip.

"Little brother, are you going to play over there?" The driver was a middle-aged man, and when he saw Ning Yan carrying a travel bag, he thought he was going to play, so he took the initiative to speak.

"But the place you're going to has been abandoned for a long time, and if it's for sightseeing, there are still many good places in our Sichuan City. ”

Ning Yan was a little curious: "Was it a tourist attraction before, and how could it be abandoned?"

Chu Tianshi also said that the location of the task was an abandoned mansion, and since he had made up his mind to complete it, he naturally had to learn about it.

"Tourist attractions are not counted, there used to be a Taoist temple there, people who live near here will occasionally go to incense, I don't know when it began to decline, and finally people go to watch the sky, abandoned until now, it is said to be a demon. ”

The driver often travels around the city, and he knows a lot about this news, and Ning Yan is the right person.

"Demon-havoc, now that the demon clan can be a star, what's the big deal about the demon?" he couldn't help but wonder, even Uncle Ming's family was accustomed to the demon clan.

The driver smacked his tongue: "Then who knows, the demon clan is not us humans after all, it is moody, it is normal for you to come out of the whole demon every three or five times, if it weren't for the immortals on the mountain staring, it is estimated that there would have been a big mess." ”

Ning Yan nodded, and seemed to have some understanding of the laws of this world.

After chatting with the driver for a few more words, I found out the name of the Taoist temple, so I searched on the Internet, and sure enough, a bunch of information popped up.

The Taoist temple is called Qiuziguan, and it is dedicated to a child-seeking mother, but in the picture that was taken, the face of Qiuzi Niangniang is very unfamiliar.

At least, Ning Yan, who was familiar with the honor of the Taoist gods, didn't recognize it.

It is estimated that he is also an unknown mountain god, who was set up as a god before he was able to be worshiped by incense. He sighed.

I haven't seen any useful news from the Internet, most of them are self-written by incense kes, a simple introduction, and it has been silent ten years ago.

"The cause and effect that Chu Tianshi said can't be that he made his daughter's belly bigger, and he didn't care about it afterwards, right?" Combined with the concept of seeking children, Ning Yan couldn't help but think of this possibility.

Seeing that the young man in the back seat fell silent, the driver glanced at the long strip wrapped in coarse cloth in the other party's hand, and did not speak again.

It took nearly another hour for the car to stop.

There is still some way ahead, muddy and bumpy, and the car will definitely not be able to get in.

After paying for the car, Ning Yan turned around after walking a few steps, ready to ask the driver for a phone call, so that it would be more convenient to go back.

But when I looked back, I saw that the taxi turned around in a hurry, and it disappeared with a swish, very crisp.

"Rub, you don't make any money. Ning Yan shook his head, glanced at the barren scenery around him, took a deep breath, and walked along the path.

The city of Sichuan is mountainous, and the location of the Qiuzi Temple is on a slightly undulating hill.

As far as the eye can see, the ruins and weeds are overgrown, and you can vaguely see the traces of the Taoist temple that once existed here, but now only a ruin remains.

After wandering around for more than half an hour, I looked inside and outside this Taoist temple, and finally found a place similar to a house in the center.

It is very reluctant to say that the courtyard is very reluctant, and most of the surrounding courtyard walls have collapsed, and only the middle room is still intact.

According to the layout of the Taoist temple in the impression, this location should be the main hall.

The room was covered with cobwebs, a thick layer of dust, and a statue of a woman was enshrined on the altar, only half of her body remained.

"It's very similar to the pictures on the Internet.,It should be the child-seeking lady.。 Ning Yan looked around cautiously, holding a peachwood sword in his left hand and a firewood knife in his right hand.

The firewood knife was put in his bag before, and the peachwood sword was also wrapped in a layer of cloth, and it did not attract the attention of others on the road, so they appeared one after another at this time.

He checked the room with his weapon.

Except that the air was a little gloomy and cold, and the rotten smell that permeated the nose made people frown, no other abnormalities were found.

"Master Chu Tianshi has gone to such great lengths, he shouldn't lie to me. He lifted the incense altar that had fallen to the side, and the ashes in it had condensed into a solid.

He sighed slightly, took out a few sticks of incense from his bag and lit them, after all, he was acting on other people's territory, and it was good to ask for comfort.

He picked up a rusty iron piece from under the table next to him, and it vaguely wrote No. 099 Wenhe Road: "The location is also correct." ”

After thinking for a moment, he looked up at the sky.

"Does it have to be at night to appear?" Ning Yan gritted his teeth slightly: "A wandering soul in the world of cultivating immortals, why are you so particular!"

originally wanted to take advantage of the daytime to solve it quickly, but things didn't go as expected, which made his heart half cold.

In addition to the statue of Qiu Zi Niangniang, there is no place that can be called yin and evil here, so where can the spirit come from?

Seeing that it was noon, he didn't have any food with him, and it was in this wilderness, he couldn't find a place to eat.

Wanting to leave just like that, Ning Yan struggled in his heart for a while, but chose to stay.

I took out my mobile phone and flipped through the information of Qiu Ziguan, trying to see if there was anything I didn't find, but unfortunately I didn't get anything.

It is estimated that even if there is, it is estimated that it will be buried under the rubble.

Ning Yan looked at the ruins in front of him, and for some reason he thought of his Taoist temple, and gradually calmed down.

After thinking for a while, he edited a suicide note in the mailbox.

Without any hesitation, in addition to the willingness to donate to the Taoist temple, there is also an angry accusation that he came to this world inexplicably.

The email was set up by him to be sent out in a regular batch, and if something really happened, the email would be sent out on time tomorrow.

In any case, he has done his best.

As time slowly passed, the sun turned westward, and Ning Yan felt an inexplicable sense of unease in his heart.

"What should come is always coming. Still a little nervous, but not too afraid, he leaned against the door with a wood knife and a peachwood sword and sat down.

The weather was still hot and humid in September, and he didn't have much rest last night, so he didn't sit down for a while, and Ning Yan couldn't control his dozing.

I don't know how long it took, a chill hit, he was suddenly awakened, and when he looked up, it was already night.

"It's getting dark so soon?"

The moon was obscured by black clouds, only a hazy light sprinkled down, and the four fields were dim, but the room was still bright.

On that altar, a blood-red candle flame was lit, dancing faintly.

In the dimly lit corner, a woman dressed in red stood, staring straight at the burned incense root in the incense jar.

Those few sticks of incense had been lightly lit by him before, and now they had long since been extinguished.

Ning Yan was stunned for a moment, a spirit jumped up, the whole person's hair stood on end, and he held the hand of the peachwood sword and the wood knife, trembling slightly.

In this situation, he didn't scream, and he was already considered to have a strong psychological quality.