The Baojia Immortal thought that Jiang Yunhe would leave after asking the way, but he didn't expect to suddenly say this, and he was stunned for a moment, and his body was uncertain.

Jiang Yunhe thought it was quite interesting.

The inner activities of this Bao Jia Immortal are all in the light and darkness of the body.

It's easier than looking at your face.

"Don't blame the immortals, we are all descendants who worship before becoming ghosts and gods, ignorant and afraid of polluting the eyes of the immortals. ”

"Isn't that quite sensible, seeing how you speak, you have also read books. Jiang Yunhe said with interest, and his face turned cold after speaking.

"What, what's there that can't be seen?"

"No, no, how can we have anything (can't see people)" The Baojia Immortal shuddered, and hurriedly said: "Don't come out to meet the Immortal yet?"

Suddenly, a few people fell from the tablet.

"I've waited for the countryside people to see the immortals. ”

A middle-aged man, an old woman, and a village woman in her twenties.

plus the old man before, there are four in total.

Jiang Yunhe looked at it and confirmed a certain idea.

Nodding slightly: "There are two more." ”

Several Bao Jia Immortals suddenly didn't know how to answer, and in the end, the old man from before stepped forward and said, "Qi Qi Shangxian, those two fellow Daoists have returned to their true spirits." ”

The so-called return of the true spirit is to take off the divine soul, and only a little true spirit is reincarnated.

In other words, dead.

"What's going on?" Jiang Yunhe asked after a long time.

The old man bowed down and said with a trembling voice: "A few days ago, those two traveled to the nearby mountains and rivers at night to drive away wild beasts, but a few immortals passed by and killed them. ”

"What kind of monk?" Jiang Yunhe raised his eyebrows.

"I really don't know. Otherwise, Lao Er won't be able to see the immortals. ”

"Really?" Jiang Yunhe asked.

"Don't dare to deceive the immortals, Lao Er's words are true. ”

"It's best if you don't deceive it......" Jiang Yunhe glanced at a few Bao Jiaxian and returned to the paper crane.

When he reached the air, Jiang Yunhe glanced down a few more times, thought about it in his heart, and continued to Xiaoyu Mountain.

Half of what Bao Jiaxian said was true, and the other half was false.

It is true that the other two Bao Jiaxian were killed by hand.

Everything else is fake.

He saw something familiar in the old man.

It's a bit like Netherworld.

There are slight differences, but some parts are exactly the same.

At first, he didn't pay attention to it, after all, he was not familiar with Bao Jiaxian, and he suddenly remembered it before leaving.

His caution has been proven to be correct.

The other three Bao Jia Immortals also had this kind of data similar to Netherworld.

In addition, two Baojia Immortals were killed, which made Jiang Yunhe have some guesses.

Those who are outsiders should have been here.

Although I don't know what the hell they are doing, these Baojia Immortals should be controlled.

......

Jiang Yunhe had just left, and the few Baojia immortals looked at each other, and their bodies were uncertain.

"Master Liu, why don't you tell the truth to Shangxian?" maybe......" The Bao Jiaxian, who looked like a village woman in his twenties, began.

"What if you tell him? What can he do alone? Or can he stay? Don't forget that several of us have been planted with means, and as long as people have one thought, we have to be like the sixth baby, and our souls will be scattered!" the old man sighed.

The man said that if there were any other monks, he would report them. What's more, the man just now seemed to see something. "The old woman is a reminder and a warning.

Liu Lao nodded, turned around and took out a stick of incense from under the shelf and lit it.

After half a pillar of incense, a young man in a green robe with a flirtatious expression fell into the ancestral hall: "What did you find when you lit the incense?"

The strength of the green-robed man is not high, he only has the bridge realm, and he is a good hand in the county seat, but it is nothing near the county seat.

However, the strength of several Bao Jiaxian is not even as good as him, and his fate is in the hands of others, so he hurriedly told Fang Cai about it.

"What is he wearing, what does he look like, are you sure he is suspicious?" asked the young man repeatedly.

"Xiao Lao'er and the others are all from the countryside, how do you know what all the immortals think? It's just that he suddenly asked several of us to show up, and asked about Liuwa and Liu Shi, I thought he might be suspicious of something. Otherwise, how can an immortal care about us rural people?" Liu Lao said again and again.

Although he didn't have much knowledge, he ate enough rice to live long enough, and he had some thoughts.

"Xiao Yushan, right, did a good job. ”

"Shangxian ......" the old woman suddenly said cautiously: "Can you let us go?"

"When the thing is done, I will naturally let you go. Otherwise, what are you doing with your scrap wood, what other use do you have?" said the green-robed young man with a sarcastic smile in his eyes.

......

Jiang Yunhe lowered the height of the fire kite paper crane and circled around several hills, first finding a few steps almost buried by weeds, and then seeing a village hidden by the woods.

Jiang Yunhe jumped to the ground and collected the paper crane before turning around to look, Zhuangzi is not small, but it is already dilapidated, mottled places can be seen on the wall from time to time, and weeds are overgrown everywhere outside the wall, and even the wall is overgrown with weeds.

Some of the original formations had long since lost their effect, leaving only a few traces.

In terms of area, there were at least more than 100 people in the heyday, but now it has long since declined.

If it weren't for the news, anyone would have seen this place in ruins.

Jiang Yunhe knocked on the door, waited for a long time and no one came to open it, so he simply climbed over the wall and went in.

The yard was also overgrown with weeds, and weeds emerged from the cracks in the stone slabs.

Bypassing the shadow wall, there was a hall with open doors, empty inside, with nothing left.

Jiang Yunhe stood at the door and looked around, and suddenly looked to the side, only to see that the wall was lush and green, and the branches of the trees were poking in from the top of the wall.

"Come out. Jiang Yunhe said.

After waiting for a while, Jiang Yunhe said: "I have no malicious intentions, the shopkeeper of the Xianshi Bookstore asked me to come." ”

As soon as he said this, the voice of Xi Suo Suo came out, and a young man jumped up the wall and looked at him with a wary expression.

"Who are you?"

"Little Kids......"

The boy looked like he was twelve or thirteen years old, his skin was bronzed, he looked strong, his clothes were clean, and his hair was neatly combed.

"Zichen Sect, have you heard of it?" Jiang Yunhe's expression was gentle.

As one of the three major sects of the righteous path of the Ten Thousand Lives Kingdom, as long as he has a little bit to do with the cultivation world, even a child knows this name.

And Zichen Sect has a good reputation.

The young man's eyes lit up a little when he heard this.

"Are you from the Zichen Sect?"

"Jiang Yunhe of the Lower Zichen Sect came here to ask about something. ”

Hearing that it was a disciple of Zichen Sect, seeing that Jiang Yunhe's expression was also gentle, the young man let down a lot of vigilance and jumped down from the wall: "What do you want to ask?"

Jiang Yunhe looked behind him, there should be someone there.

"Quite a clever little guy. Jiang Yunhe smiled, and knew in his heart why this place looked dilapidated.

I got the news and came to look for it, and I turned around in the air to find it.

If other monks pass by in the air and see it, they will think that it is a long-abandoned Zhuangzi.

It is not easy for two children of this age to survive here.

The most dangerous thing for them is the monks and monsters.

"Do you know the origin of this book?" Jiang Yunhe took out "Travelogue".

When the young man saw the cover clearly, his eyes suddenly turned red, thinking that he remembered something.

"This is what I sell, what are you asking this for?"

"I'm interested in the author of this book, do you know where this book came from?"

The young man thought for a moment and beckoned behind him: "Ling'er."

There was a rustling sound outside the wall, and then a little girl climbed the wall lightly.

He was younger than the boy, but he was eight or nine years old, dressed in the same short clothes as the boy, and his hair was simply tied up.

The little girl jumped down and walked to the young man's side, looking at Jiang Yunhe curiously.

The young man pulled the little girl and suddenly knelt down: "Please take us as apprentices." ”

He didn't know Jiang Yunhe's strength and identity at all, but the three words "Zichen Sect" were enough for him to take a risk.