The courtyard was very dark, and the torch in his hand would be extinguished at this time, and Zuo Tian held this faint light and walked towards the house step by step.

"Squeak!"

The door opened.

The rich smell of blood came, and Zuo Tian's complexion changed.

"Kill you scoundrel! Kill you scoundrel!"

A little girl's voice sounded, but it wasn't Nam-so.

Then, in the hazy darkness, strips of objects came at him.

"Ahh

Zuo Tian screamed, and then shouted again and again: "Don't do it! Don't do it!"

At this moment, his heart was full of joy, although he didn't know how there were other girls in the house, but it was undoubtedly good news, at least it proved that Nanxiu and Ash were probably not dead as he thought.

"Fangfang, stop! It seems to be the voice of the brother in white. ”

Nam-so's voice rang out in the darkness.

The candle was then lit.

The room lit up in an instant.

At this time, Fangfang was holding a wooden stick in her hand that she had found out of nowhere, and looked at the young man in front of her vigilantly.

"You...... Are you a brother in white?"

Nanxiu stood in front of Fangfang, with hesitation in her eyes and uncertainty in her mouth.

"It's me, Nam-so. ”

Hearing Zuo Tian's admission, Nan Xiu pounced all of a sudden, although she didn't understand how the young man in front of her, who looked like he was eighteen or nineteen years old, could be Zuo Tian, but from his voice and his vaguely recognizable face, she felt familiar.

The moment she hugged Zuo Tian, she knew that this was her brother in white.

"Brother Baiyi, I'm so scared. ”

Nam-so burst out crying, whimpering in his arms.

"Boom!"

Fangfang also dropped the wooden stick in her hand and ran over and hugged Zuo Tian's thigh.

"Okay, Nam-so, it's okay, it's all over. ”

Zuo Tian stroked Nanxiu's hair and comforted her.

......

"So, my father and my mother are dead?"

On the side of the bed, Zuo Tian put one hand on Ash's chest, because there was no infusion of his aura all day, Ash's wound began to deteriorate again, and his mouth began to vomit blood, so the room was filled with the smell of blood.

Listening to Zuo Tian tell what happened throughout the day, Nan Xiu opened her mouth sadly, but she still seemed relatively calm.

At this time, Zuo Tian also knew why Fangfang was with them.

It turned out that when the ghosts were ravaging the village, the old man of Nanwangshan sent Fangfang here with his life, and then lured those ghosts away.

This made Zuo Tian a little puzzled, such a big smell of blood in the house was like a light in the dark for those powerful ghosts.

Why didn't they attack here?

It wasn't until he saw the hairpin-like paintbrush beside Ash on the bed that he understood.

It must have something to do with this brush!

Remembering that Old Man Li said before he died that this paintbrush had the function of avoiding danger, as well as his previous experience, Zuo Tian also believed this statement at this time.

He didn't tell Nanxiu that Nan Shugen was killed by Nan Shugen's transformation into a ghost, he was afraid that Nan Xiu would not be able to accept this fact.

When talking about Nanfeng, he hesitated, but still told the truth.

Nanxiu has the right to know about this matter, and with her ice and snow intelligence, she will definitely be able to detect the abnormality afterwards.

Although Zuo Tian has eliminated his grudge against Nan Feng, he is still firmly on Nan Xiu's side, no matter what happens afterwards, for Nan Xiu, even if he kills Nan Feng to avenge Xiao Zhi, he will never be soft.

Seeing Zuo Tian nodding, Nan Xiu's eyes showed hesitation, and Fang Fang was also sobbing in a low voice on the side.

The death of her parents, the wounds of her brother, the death of the people in the village, the ghosts she saw wandering outside during the day, and the terrible screams, all these haunted her like a nightmare.

Just then, the door opened.

Zhang Tie walked in, and when he saw the three people beside the bed, his eyes shrank invisibly.

Zuo Tian quietly put away the hairpin.

"Zuo Tian......" Zhang Tie stood at the door and shouted at Zuo Tian.

Zuo Tian knew what he meant, withdrew his right hand that was pressed on Ash's chest, and walked out with him.

The courtyard was pitch black, but Zuo Tian could feel Zhang Tie's scorching gaze falling on him.

"I need you to help me. ”

didn't ask Zuo Tiannanxiu why they were still alive, he went straight to the point.

"How do you want me to help you?"

The conversation between smart people is so simple, Zuo Tian had already thought of the excuse that Nanxiu and them were still alive, who knew that Zhang Tie didn't ask, but directly said his purpose.

Zuo Tian naturally couldn't refuse, so he also followed Zhang Tie's words to ask his purpose.

"I want to cultivate!"

Zuo Tian frowned, he had already known from the previous conversation between Old Man Li and Xueluo that cultivation required the existence of a spiritual root, and Zhang Tie was obviously not a stupid person.

So why did he say this to himself?

Even if Zhang Tie really had a spiritual root to cultivate, and he didn't know much about cultivation, even he couldn't be sure if the energy he absorbed every night was the so-called spiritual energy in their mouths.

So, when he was about to open his mouth to explain to Zhang Tie and refused.

"Do you know the origin of our South Village?"

Without waiting for Zuo Tian to refuse, Zhang Tie said again: "Nancun was established by the ancestors of the Nan family with a group of attendants thousands of years ago, and they are just a group of mortals, and the purpose of the establishment is to study the method of activating the spiritual root. ”

"In fact, among the high-level people in the village, we all know about the existence of immortals, as for why it hasn't been spread just because we want to keep that secret, that, the secret of reactivating the spiritual root!"

Zhang Tie didn't know how much turmoil would happen in the cultivation realm if his words at the moment were known by people outside, and Zuo Tian obviously didn't know.

As we all know, spiritual roots are innate.

From the moment you are born, if you have a spiritual root, that is, if you don't have it, then you can't have it in this life.

From Zhang Tie's words, Zuo Tian understood that everyone actually had a spiritual root, but most people's spiritual roots were covered with dust, so there were so many mortals.

At the beginning of the establishment of Nancun, it was to study the method of reactivating the dusty spiritual root.

Speaking of this, Zuo Tian couldn't help but ask: "Has that method been studied?"

With Zhang Tie's nod, Zuo Tian once again raised doubts.

As if knowing what he was thinking, Zhang Tiedao: "That method is too inhumane and hurtful, and the chance of success is too small, once it fails, it will face death, so it has been shelved for so many years." ”

Zuo Tian also understood at this time that those ordinary villagers in Nancun still didn't know about the existence of immortals for so many years, and there must be those high-level deliberate cover-ups in it, because in this way, it was in line with a small village isolated from the world.

And his presence, as well as the child known as the Yokai, apparently touched some taboo.

Remembering the child who was burned to death.

For a moment, I was terrified to think about it.

I'm afraid that they have already been able to get rid of their desires.

I'm afraid that even if there is no such thing as Nanfeng, they will attack themselves sooner or later.

It's a pity that now they're all dead.

"And I suspect that there was a person who succeeded back then!" Zhang Tie threw out a bombshell news again, as if he didn't see the shock on Zuo Tian's face, Zhang Tie slowly said the person's name: "Nan Xiaotian." ”

"Nan Xiaotian is the ancestor of the Nan family who established Nancun back then. ”

He explained.

In fact, Zhang Tie didn't know whether Nan Xiaotian succeeded or not, because according to the classics, which part of the final experimental results was vague and brushed aside, and he didn't say whether the person who was experimented was successful or dead.

At that time, he also looked through a large number of genealogical materials, but there was still no evidence of Nan Xiaotian's final ending.

Therefore, he guessed that Nan Xiaotian survived and successfully activated the spiritual root.

Thinking of this, Zhang Tie solemnly spoke again: "Zuo Tian, I need you to help me." ”