Bamboo front yard.

Ning Baifeng put away the brush in his hand, turned around and walked into the house.

Nie Hongzhu floated up to follow.

After cleaning up, Ning Baifeng picked up the scroll, "Hongzhu, come back, the situation has changed." ”

Nie Hongzhu nodded and pounced on the scroll. In the past, when entering the painting scroll, as long as the body of Nie Hongzhu flashed in the painting, Nie Hongzhu's virtual body could enter the painting. But then the unexpected happened. Nie Hongzhu, who hit the scroll, passed directly through the scroll, and did not enter the scroll at all.

Nie Hongzhu's face changed, "Childe, you can't get in." ”

Ning Baifeng's face was full of doubts, "What's the matter?"

Nie Hongzhu stretched out his hand and touched the surface of the scroll, "The scroll seems to be covered with a layer of cloth, and I can't return to the scroll, but I can sense that the connection with the scroll is still there." ”

Ning Baifeng immediately rolled up the picture scroll and prepared to put it in the mustard seed bag, but he couldn't even open the mustard seed bag, this was the first time in such a situation.

The mouth of the mustard seed bag seemed to be sealed, and there was no reaction at all.

Inserting the scroll on the sword box behind his waist, Ning Baifeng looked out the window and said, "It must be the problem of the light curtain just now, let's go, let's see what's going on!"

The place where the purple ball fell was very close to the bamboo house, and it was reached through a bamboo forest.

At this time, a large pit was smashed out in the depths of the bamboo forest, and the surrounding bamboo leaves and bamboo poles were all over the ground.

Seeing the very center of the deep pit, Ning Baifeng's pupils suddenly shrank.

It turned out to be human!

Falling from the sky, it was a person who caused such a big commotion. Generally speaking, the one who can lift the clouds and take off the sky has to be a Jindan earth immortal, this person fell from the sky, could it be an earth immortal?

Nie Hongzhu looked at the figure and said, "Childe, I'll go down and have a look." ”

Nie Hongzhu doesn't have to worry about safety at all, as long as the scroll is not destroyed, no matter how many times the virtual body is scattered, it can still get out of the scroll, just consume some more aura.

This is an old man with white hair, a huge knife wound from the shoulder to the waist, almost cutting the person in two, so the injury is almost certain to die, but there is not the slightest trace of blood flowing from the wound.

Nie Hongzhu observed for a moment, returned to Ning Baifeng's side, and explained the situation in detail.

Ning Baifeng looked up at the sky, this person was seriously injured, and he broke through the small formation and fell here, causing a strange situation where he couldn't even open the mustard seed bag. Now that the man is dead, let him be buried in the ground, anyway, the grave is ready-made.

Xing Chong rushed over, but it turned out to be collecting the corpse for someone, Ning Baifeng shook his head with a wry smile. Fortunately, the old man's corpse gave him a different revelation, since the old man could break through the formation realm wall, then he could also find a way to split the barrier with his sword.

This is also a small gain.

Just as he was about to start, a figure rushed out of the old man's corpse and levitated above the corpse.

Ning Baifeng was shocked, and immediately drew his sword and retreated.

He is no stranger to this kind of situation, Nie Hongzhu had such a state at the beginning, soul.

The figure that rushed out was almost like a physical entity, and its appearance was the same as that of an old man's corpse.

The sound of Chixiao unsheathed attracted the attention of this figure, and the soul's eyes turned from confused to sharp, and after seeing Ning Baifeng and Nie Hongzhu, the old man's soul opened his mouth and asked, "Little doll, where is this?"

Ning Baifeng glanced at the old man's soul, confirmed that the other party did not mean to rush over immediately, and replied: "Purple Bamboo Forest Secret Realm, I don't know which small formation realm it is. ”

The old man's soul pondered for a while when he heard this, thinking about what the secret realm of the Purple Bamboo Forest was.

After a while, the old man was surprised: "Luojia Mountain in the South China Sea of Zhenzhou?"

Ning Baifeng nodded. 、

The old man's soul gaze fell on Nie Hongzhu, and he said, "Huh", "As soon as I came back, I could see people and ghosts, which is a bit interesting, when did the people of Luojiashan learn the technique of resisting ghosts." ”

Ning Baifeng glanced at Nie Hongzhu and did not reply.

The old man looked at Ning Baifeng's guarded look, as if he had seen through the thoughts in his heart, and said with a sassy smile: "Little doll don't have to be nervous, if the old man wants to take away you, it's not enough to rely on your little catty." ”

Ning Baifeng did not let his guard down.

The old man smiled and shook his head, his gaze inadvertently fell on Ning Baifeng's neck, and his face changed suddenly.

Seeing that the old man's face had changed, Ning Baifeng had an alarm bell in his heart.

I saw that the old man grabbed it with his left hand, and an object from Ning Baifeng's neck broke out, and he was caught in his hand in the blink of an eye.

But it is a crescent-shaped jade pendant.

Ning Baifeng's head was slammed, and he rushed out without thinking about it, ready to recapture the jade pendant, "Give it back to me!"

As soon as the old man raised his hand, Ning Baifeng was frozen in mid-air, and even a virtual body like Nie Hongzhu couldn't move in the slightest.

After carefully looking at the crescent-shaped jade pendant for a moment, the old man looked at Ning Baifeng and asked in a deep voice, "Where did the crescent moon pendant come from?"

Ning Baifeng's face was hideous: "It has nothing to do with you! Give it back to me!"

All the way to the ocean, just to send this thing to Kunzhou back to Yuanshan Dingjian Pavilion. He wasn't going to tell anyone about the origin of the thing until it was delivered. Although he had only heard the name of the jade pendant from the old man's mouth now, that didn't stop him from wanting to keep it a secret.

The old man didn't hear the answer he wanted, but he was not in a hurry, and asked again: "What is the relationship between Liu Jian and you, and where have you seen him?"

Hearing the name Liu Jian, Ning Baifeng calmly came back from the edge of madness. This is the first time since leaving Yunning Village that I have heard this familiar name from the mouth of a stranger.

Ning Baifeng was a little surprised, "Are you from the Ding Sword Pavilion?"

The old man shook his head, "No!"

As soon as this answer came out, Ning Baifeng's face suddenly turned cold.

Without waiting for Ning Baifeng to speak, the old man continued: "You are not from this world, right, Liu Jian can entrust this thing to you, which means that he has encountered an accident, isn't that the case!"

A question that made Ning Baifeng's heart tremble.

He is not from this world, no one knows his origin except himself, and even the old beggar who picked him up in the first place only thought that he was an orphan who was outcast. But he didn't expect to be broken by this old man's words, could it be that this person is the same as himself? But this person has never appeared in Yunning Village.

Since he is different from himself, he can only be a saint like Uncle Liu, who wanders the world.

The old man's face was a little sad, and he sighed, "No wonder I fell here, I think it was the qi of this moon falling." ”

After speaking, the old man waved his hand, and Ning Baifeng was sent to the edge of the big pit, followed by the string moon pendant.

Ning Baifeng immediately grabbed the jade pendant and held it in his hand.

The sense of oppression disappeared, and Nie Hongzhu immediately stood beside Ning Baifeng.

The old man didn't look at Ning Baifeng anymore, his eyes fell to the bottom of the pit, and after a moment of remembrance, his right hand punched out, and the corpse at the bottom of the pit was immediately beaten into powder by the punch. When I grabbed it again, the dirt around the pit gathered into a pile and buried the place.

After doing this, the old man sighed lonely: "In the end, it is made of bamboo fertilizer, or not, dust to dust, soil to soil, death here is considered to be a fallen leaf to return to the roots, so it is better than Liu Jian's unlucky thing." ”

After Ning Baifeng confirmed that the jade pendant was fine, he asked, "Old man, do you know Uncle Liu?"

The old man turned his head and said with a smile: "I know, why don't I know, I am very familiar, and I am almost good enough to wear a pair of pants." ”

These words made Ning Baifeng's face strange, Uncle Liu is such a suave person, how can he wear the same pants with a bad old man like you, it would be hellish to believe you.

No, isn't it just hell, you're a ghost.

The old man looked around and said, "That bamboo house is yours, go there and talk slowly." ”

Ning Baifeng nodded.

Back in the front yard of the bamboo house, the old man sat at the table drinking tea with a soul void, which surprised Ning Baifeng. I watched the old man drink the tea, and then lowered his head to see the bamboo chair where the old man was sitting.

Looking at Ning Baifeng's appearance, the old man scolded with a smile: "Look at what, even if there is no physical body, the old man can still eat and drink Lazar." ”

Ning Baifeng smiled, then immediately sat upright and asked, "My name is Ning Baifeng, dare to ask the old gentleman's name, why do you know about this moon pendant and Uncle Liu." ”

The old man took another sip of tea, closed his eyes and savored it for a moment, and said with a smile: "I didn't expect you to be an ancient relic, and you are quite concerned about Liu Jian." ”

Putting down the teacup, the old man said: "Old man Su Huaigu, Liu Jian is close friends, and they are searching for the old guy in the ancient world outside the world. As for this moon pendant, it's a long story, in short, this thing is a token of the sword pool of the Ding Sword Pavilion, as for the function, Liu Jian didn't tell you?"

Ning Baifeng shook his head, "No, Uncle Liu just told me to send him to Kunzhou back to Yuanshan Ding Sword Pavilion." ”

The old man looked him up and down with a strange face. said: "Since Liu Jian didn't say it, I won't go beyond the bounds, I'll know when you send it to Dingjian Pavilion." ”

Looking at the jade pendant in his hand, Ning Baifeng felt a bad feeling in his heart for the first time.

Hanging the moon pendant back around his neck, Ning Baifeng breathed a sigh of relief. The reason why I didn't think of putting it in a mustard bag, but hung it around my neck. The reason is that this thing is very strange, Ning Baifeng thought about putting the jade pendant in it after he got the mustard seed bag, but everything else can be put in it, but the jade pendant can't, and after trying it many times, he gave up.

Ning Baifeng's right hand subconsciously touched the mustard seed bag, and then asked, "Mr. Su, after you fell into the small formation, a light curtain rose, and now my mustard seed bag can't be opened." ”

When Su Huaigu heard this, he laughed, "It's a strange thing that you can use these things in the old man's forbidden spirit domain, if you don't believe it, you can try to absorb the aura, or cast a spell to call the female ghost behind you." ”

Ning Baifeng didn't try, because there was already no aura in this small formation. But the statement of the Forbidden Spirit Domain made Ning Baifeng fall in love, such a strange supernatural power, how could people not pay attention.

Ning Baifeng glanced back at Nie Hongzhu, and after thinking about it for a while, he took out the scroll behind his waist, spread it on the table, and said, "Can Mr. Su remove the forbidden spirit realm, if you can't use the aura, the red bamboo can't return to the painting, and I can't get out of this small formation." ”

Su Huaigu looked at the scroll, then looked up at Nie Hongzhu, frowned, and said, "The immortal in the painting?"

Ning Baifeng felt the unkindness in Su Huaigu's tone, and immediately understood the reason. Although the name of the immortal in the painting is good, it is actually a bit yin, after all, painting the soul of a person into the painting is the same as the evil cultivator refining the soul of a person to refine treasures, it is a vicious means of breaking off a person's reincarnation, violating the avenue of heaven and earth.

Previously, when Su Huaigu said that Ning Baifeng drove ghosts, his tone was full of disdain, the reason is that driving is a small means, and it can also release ghosts again, but refining into treasures, as long as the treasure is destroyed, it is a real poisonous method.

These are all things that Ning Baifeng slowly learned from the books he bought from Jianwentang.

Su Huaigu's tone is not good, and he also has his own reasons, after all, he is also a soul void now, and he feels empathy, and it is inevitable that he will have a mustard in his heart.

Ning Baifeng sighed and said: "I bought it from someone else, and the red bamboo was painted into the painting, but I saw it with my own eyes······"

"What you saw with your own eyes, you didn't stop it?!" Su Huaigu said angrily.

Ning Baifeng's words were interrupted, and he was immediately speechless.

Nie Hongzhu, who had been standing behind, saw that the situation was a little bad, and immediately said: "The old gentleman is angry, Hongzhu entered the painting voluntarily, and it has nothing to do with the son. ”

Su Huaigu nodded and listened attentively.

Nie Hongzhu slowly explained the ins and outs of the matter.

After hearing what happened, Su Huaigu glared at Ning Baifeng, "Even if you kid still have a little conscience, if I knew that Liu Jian had found a successor like you, I would be able to slap you to death for him now!"

Ning Baifeng twisted his head a little embarrassed.