Since Ji Nuan had the experience of riding a horse when he caught the resentful spirit last time, he was now completely at his fingertips. At that time, she was in Song Wangchen's body, even if she was timid, she didn't dare to retreat, and later she found that riding a horse was simply easy for cultivators, so that now she is not only not afraid of riding, but especially enjoys the pleasure of galloping.

A few people talked and laughed along the way, and the speed of the ride was not fast, but it was not boring either. Of course, the most talkative must be Tang Yanyan, he chattered all the way without stopping for a moment, and Song Wangchen still only occasionally responded with one or two sentences, but this is enough to prove that he has indeed changed a lot.

After two days of travel, several people have arrived in Zhangzhou, and at sunset, they have stopped at an inn outside Zhangzhou.

The wind and waves were calm along the way, and several people also hid their swords in Qiankun bags, plus they were not wearing Duxi school uniforms, so they only looked a little more aristocratic than ordinary people, and no one saw that they were from the Xianmen.

"I heard that this Song Immortal Master caught a person from the Demon Domain who specializes in dreaming in Yueyang, it seems to be called a nightmare, do you remember that a month ago, many of us dreamed that there was also a strange bloom of acacia flowers in Zhangzhou, and even we were infected with the plague. At that time, I dreamed about it for several days in a row, and I couldn't sleep at night, and now that I think about it, maybe it was the nightmare that caused it. ”

The two middle-aged men next to him were spitting and discussing the recent events in Yueyang, and at this time, a man happened to talk about the nightmare, which also made Ji Nuan and the others unconsciously prick up their ears and listen carefully to their conversation.

Another man also chimed in: "It is true, at that time, my family was afraid that their dreams would come true, and they were clamoring to move out of Zhangzhou every day, which made me scared and exhausted. But strange to say, in a few days, I didn't have that nightmare again, and I could live in peace. ”

"You don't know this, right! At that time, it seemed that there was a person named Zhu in Duxi Mountain, he brought a few people to Zhangzhou, and from that day on, I didn't have that nightmare anymore, I think he should have subdued the nightmare!"

"According to what you say, it is impossible for that nightmare to cause trouble in Yueyang again, so what is the matter with Yueyang's nightmare?"

Another man sold the guanzi, deliberately lowered his voice and said: "You are lonely and unheard of again! In the past, there have been few cases of people in the Xianmen who framed their fellow disciples for the sake of power and reputation?

"Okay, I understand, these words can't be said again in the future, if the people in their immortal sect want to pinch us to death, it is easier than pinching an ant to death. ”

The two looked around again, for fear that others would hear these words, and then continued to talk about other things as if nothing had happened.

In addition to Zhizhuzun and Zhu Yuanzhi, there is only Zhu Changqin's surname Zhu, and Zhizhu Zun is far away in Duxi, and it is impossible to come here, so there is only Zhu Changqin. Ji Nuan and the others listened to all their conversations, and they were even more sure that the person who instructed the nightmare to create dreams in Zhishui Jian was Zhu Changqin, and Zhu Changqin might even have colluded with Kano for a long time, and the purpose was obviously to frame Song Wangchen.

Cheng Xiaorou kept her head down and was silent, although she had never liked Zhu Changqin, but she never thought that one day she would stand on the opposite side of Zhu Changqin, after all, everyone is the same family, and she is more or less lost in her heart. Several people had their own thoughts, and no one opened their mouths to break the silence.

When night fell, Ji Nuan quietly walked out of the inn, she was a little at a loss about the words she heard during the day, although she had long felt that Zhu Changqin was not a good person, and she even hated her for a while. But when it came to the end, she didn't know how to deal with these things, after all, she was still a little uncomfortable with these conspiracies and tricks.

The inn was originally on the edge of Zhangzhou City, and behind it was an unknown grove. Ji Nuan thought about other things all the way, and walked into the woods without noticing, and when he looked up again, in addition to the black and oppressive trees, there was only the chirping of the nightingale.

"Woo... , mother, woo woo ......"

When Ji Nuan was about to turn around and leave, a child's cry came into her ears, she didn't want to pay attention to it because she was worried about fraud, but the justice and curiosity in her heart still made her move forward, what if it was really just a child?

"Woo... "Where are you......, mother?"

The further she walked, the clearer the cry became, it seemed to be a little girl's voice, the sad cry made Ji Nuan sympathetic, she strode forward, at this time she had long forgotten her guard.

In the moonlight, a little girl in a pale yellow dress appeared, she was only about seven or eight years old, curled up there, crying and wiping tears with her hands.

The little girl looked pitiful, but as soon as the demonic energy on her body came, Ji Nuan noticed it, she never stopped, but her right hand had subconsciously touched the Qiankun bag.

As if sensing someone approaching, the little girl stopped crying, raised her little face buried in the crook of her arm a little, and asked cautiously, "Sister, have you ever seen my mother?"

Ji Nuan couldn't see her appearance clearly, but a small crescent mark on her forehead was particularly eye-catching in the moonlight, and her voice was extremely soft and cute, which was extremely pleasant, which also made Ji Nuan's originally vigilant heart unconsciously relax a little.

Just as he was about to get closer, a cold light suddenly flashed in mid-air, and when he looked up, Song Wangchen suddenly fell from the sky, he held a sword in his right hand, and stretched out his left hand, just protecting Ji Nuan behind him.

Ji Nuan asked, "Why did you come?"

Song Wangchen didn't squint, and said coldly: "Stand back, she is a demon." His right hand holding the sword raised it, and the posture was to get rid of it quickly.

Ji Nuan immediately pressed his hand down and begged: "Forget the dust, can you not kill her, she is still a child!"

"But she's a demon." Song Wangchen's voice was still cold, and he raised the evil again.

The little girl shuddered and took a few steps back, then curled up and squatted behind a big tree, she clasped her hands on her knees, tears flashed in her big black and bright eyes, and kept watching Ji Nuan's actions.

Although the little girl didn't ask for help, her big watery eyes seemed to be able to speak, which made Ji Nuan can't help but want to protect her. Ji Nuan blocked in front of Song Wangchen with an arrow step, and asked again: "Forget Chen, as you said, I don't have to change because of anyone or anything. She's just a child, I don't want to hurt her, and I beg you not to hurt her, okay?"

When Song Wangchen heard this, he finally reluctantly put away the evil spirit, since he promised Ji Nuan, he must keep his promise, so he followed her wishes, right?

Ji Nuan immediately gave him a big hug, then immediately let go and turned around and walked towards the little girl.

The little girl trembled, her eyes were full of vigilance, Ji Nuan approached her and comforted: "Little sister, don't be afraid, my sister won't hurt you." ”

The little girl was still trembling, and when she saw that Ji Nuan had squatted down, she turned her body to the side again, not daring to look directly and never fleeing.

"Little sister, what's your name, you just asked me if I've seen your mother, have you ever seen your mother?

Ji Nuan hesitated, but couldn't help touching the little girl's pill head, and under the moonlight, Ji Nuan finally saw her appearance clearly. The little girl had two balls on the top of her head, the balls were tied very high, and they looked like two erect ears, and the yellow hair was very conspicuous. A delicate face looks particularly small and delicate under the background of the hairstyle, with a high nose bridge under the big watery eyes, a pretty face with white and red and a cherry mouth, and the crescent mark on the forehead is not only not ugly, but like the icing on the cake, it is the most natural embellishment, the standard high-end beauty face.

Ji Nuan thinks that she never judges people by her appearance, but she was still impressed by the little girl's world-class appearance.

The little girl looked at Ji Nuan timidly, and then looked up at Song Wangchen, who was 'fierce and evil', and immediately cried again: "Wow, wow... , my mother was captured by the bad guys, woo... , mother's ......"

The little girl cried with pear blossoms and rain, Ji Nuan couldn't bear it, forgetting the fact that she was a demon, she took the little girl into her arms, and said softly: "Don't be afraid, my sister protects you." ”

Song Wangchen wanted to stop it, but he still had no choice but to give up, looking at Ji Nuan's appearance of caressing the girl's back, there was a moment of illusion that made him feel that Ji Nuan's maternal love was bursting at this time, gentle as water. He knew that the little girl was a tiger demon, but he couldn't bear to kill her.

The little girl seemed to feel Ji Nuan's kindness, grabbed Ji Nuan's hand tightly, and begged in that cute voice: "Sister, can you help Yue'er find her mother?"

The little girl had a smile on her lips, but tears flashed in her eyes, and she felt pity.

The crescent moon, as the name suggests, is like the crescent mark on her forehead, fresh and refined, and the beauty is incomprehensible. Ji Nuan's affection for her increased even more, and said with a smile: "Okay, my sister must help Yue'er find her mother, can Yue'er stop crying?"

Yue'er seemed to be a little disbelieving, blinking her eyes and confirming repeatedly: "Really, is my sister really willing to help me find my mother?"

Ji Nuan said: "Well, then tell me first, how was your mother arrested, and what does the bad guy who captured your mother look like?"

Yue'er thought for a while and replied, "This morning, a few bad brothers with swords in their hands suddenly came to the mountains." Yueya looked at Song Wangchen vigilantly, and saw that he received the sword behind his back, so he continued: "My mother hid me as fast as possible, and they took my mother away without saying a word. It wasn't until the evening that I was so scared that I looked around for my mother's whereabouts, but I didn't expect to meet you. ”

The crescent moon spoke this passage very fluently, so fluent that it was not like a child of seven or eight years old could speak, and there were generally two explanations for this situation, either it was her own experience, and she was able to speak well. Or, all this is deliberately instigated, then her purpose is not pure.

Although Ji Nuan had doubts, she thought that she was just a child, and Song Wangchen was there, so she was not afraid, and said with a smile: "This way, you go back to the inn with me first, and we will go to your mother tomorrow, okay?"

Yue'er nodded, and when she saw Song Wangchen's 'fierce and vicious' appearance, she shook her head again, and moved two steps back again.

Ji Nuan shook his head at Song Wangchen, and Song Wangchen turned around and said coldly: "Let's go!"

Looking at Ji Nuan's gentle smile and the slender jade hand stretched out in front of her, Yue'er hesitated again and again, but timidly stretched out her little hand and put it up, raising her face and smiling innocently.

Ji Nuan pulled her up, took her little hand, and followed Song Wangchen's footsteps all the way.

Song Wangchen seemed to walk in front casually, but in fact, all the spiritual power was condensed on the palm of his right hand, and as soon as the crescent moon made any bad moves, he would not hesitate to make a move.