Li Xi obediently listened to Gu Changqing's words, closed his eyes, and had no distractions.

She only felt a sharp wind blowing in her ears, and her body seemed to rise, and before she could come back to her senses, there was a hard feeling under her feet, and Gu Changqing's words rang out.

"It's here. ”

Li Xi opened his eyes and found himself in a prison cell, in front of which was the prisoner Iga Sen during the day.

Iga Xian sat on the straw mat, not surprised to see Gu Changqing and Li Xi suddenly appear, his eyes revealed worry, and he didn't seem to be interested in the two.

Li Xi looked around and found that the prisoner in the opposite cell was already asleep.

The night was so deep that everyone else was already asleep, and even the jailer was taking a nap, so why was this Iga Sen so worried that he didn't fall asleep for a long time?

She was about to ask Gu Changqing about this, but saw him make a silent gesture, and then made another Dao seal.

Gu Changqing said: "I have released the silence technique, and I can speak." ”

Silence is a six-grade spell that can minimize the spread of sound in a small area, and generally Taoist priests will use this spell in advance if they don't want outsiders to know.

However, if it is a Taoist priest whose mana is higher than that of the person who casts the spell, he can directly forcibly infiltrate and eavesdrop with his deep mana.

Although Li Xi is not a Taoist priest, he has been following Gu Changqing's group of Taoist priests for more than three years, and he also knows some commonly used spells.

Gu Changqing is only a seventh-grade Taoist, but she can use sixth-grade spells, and she is already used to it.

Li Xi pointed to the stunned Iga Immortal and said, "He seems to be a little strange." ”

Gu Changqing nodded and said, "He should be worried about the real thief." ”

"What did you say?"

Iga Xian's face changed when he heard this, and he said coldly: "Mo Chongxi's grandson was indeed stolen by me. ”

Gu Changqing sneered: "Forcibly quibble, let's not talk about how you entered the Mo Mansion under the nose of the third-grade Taoist, just talk about your technique of taking things from the air, can you use it ten steps away?"

"Not to mention ten steps away, my ancestral craft has been practiced to the extreme, even if it is thousands of miles away, I can take things from the air. ”

"Then you can try it in front of me. ”

"You ......" Iga was speechless.

"Maybe your technique is indeed so magical, but the truth is that you haven't practiced to the extreme, your limit is only ten steps. ”

It's like Iga-sen has been stripped naked, and there is no way to defend it.

"Tell me about it. ”

"What do you say?" Iga Sen tilted his head, "What is there to say, this matter is indeed my doing, and the case can be closed tomorrow." ”

Gu Changqing said: "What kind of person can make you willing to apologize for him?"

"Let me guess," Gu Changqing said deliberately, "so willingly, it must be your relative, but I saw you living alone in a wooden shed yesterday, with only one granddaughter as a companion, presumably she is the real thief, right?"

"Nonsense!"

Iga Sen was annoyed when he heard this: "She is not my granddaughter. ”

As soon as these words came out, Iga Xian's face turned pale and his face stiffened, and his expression had already told outsiders that he had leaked his mouth.

Gu Changqing said: "It seems that it is really her." ”

"It's not her, it can't be her. ”

Iga Sen shook her head in frustration and asked in a low voice, "How do you know she's a daughter?"

This is also what Gu Changqing has always been strange, the Ren Yi he saw here is still dressed as a man, but with the naked eye, even if he uses the Heavenly Eye Technique, he can't see the clue at all.

According to what Li Xi said, there was a treasure on Ren Yi's body that could completely change the aura on her body, and she only recognized it with the help of the pupil of the ruin realm.

What treasures does Ren Yi have?

As the granddaughter of Iga Sen, why did she turn into a man again?

Judging from the words of Iga Immortals, his ancestors and grandchildren have always made a living by performing arts, and they have never cultivated the Tao, how did they get that treasure that can change the breath of the body?

Gu Changqing said: "Don't care how I know, let me ask you, what is her name and where is she now?"

Iga was silent for a long time, and finally sighed, "Ito is my good granddaughter, I shouldn't have driven her away. ”

Drive away?

Gu Changqing and Li Xi glanced at each other, and they both felt strange.

Li Xi asked, "You actually said that she is your good granddaughter, but why did you drive her away?"

"It's all unjust ......"

Back to yesterday, Iga Sen took her granddaughter dressed as a man to set up a stall in the city, as usual, they performed in the city, but only rested outside the city, and the wooden shed outside the city was the temporary residence of Iga Sen.

After returning to the wooden shed, Iga suddenly remembered that today was her granddaughter's birthday, so she decided to go into the city again to buy something delicious for her granddaughter.

Seeing that it was about to get dark and the city gate was about to be closed, he thought to himself that he would go this time and leave his granddaughter alone.

Looking back at the wooden box in the corner, Iga was a little uneasy.

Yi said: "Grandpa, don't worry, the magic box is too heavy, I'm afraid it will delay the time to come back if you take it, and you won't be able to come back tonight when the city gate is closed." ”

Iga felt right when he thought about it, but he always had some concerns in his heart.

Although Ito was young, she was very clever, and she saw Iga Sen's concerns, so she said, "I will never open it secretly, I promise." ”

It's not that Iga Xian doesn't believe in his granddaughter, but this magic box is an ancestral thing, and it hides the secret of taking things from the air, and more importantly, the ancestral training clearly says that the magic box is passed on to men and not to women, and it is not passed on to outsiders, even if it is her own granddaughter, she can't let her touch it.

Iren has been very curious about the magic box since he was a child, and he has wanted to open the magic box many times and learn the art of taking things from the air, but fortunately, Iga Sen adheres to the ancestral teachings and scolds it back several times.

Seeing that Ito's expression was as usual, what he said just now didn't seem to be against his heart, so he hesitated a little.

After thinking about it, I feel that now that Yiren has grown up, she should understand my hardships, not to mention that she is her own granddaughter, and she will never let herself be an unfilial descendant.

So, Iga said, "Okay, you take care of the magic box, I'll go and go back." ”

Yiren said: "Don't worry, grandpa, I'm here in it, unless I'm dead." ”

"What nonsense? I'll tell you and the box to wait for me to come back. ”

Iga-sen went into the city to buy his granddaughter's favorite braised carp and sweet and sour pork ribs, and after packing them back, Ito put the magic box in his hand and said, "Grandpa, return to Zhao when you are done." ”

Iga Xian looked at the seal of the magic box, weighed the weight, and found that there was nothing abnormal, so he was relieved and began to celebrate his granddaughter's birthday.

On such a festive day, Iga Sen rarely drank a few sips of wine, and the grandparents and grandchildren enjoyed themselves happily and enjoyed their families.

At night, Ye Xingxing was scarce, Iga Xian's face was slightly red, he was already a little drunk, he lay on the straw mat and looked at the night sky, thinking that this kind of life was not bad, relaxed and comfortable.

He turned his head to look around, and Ito began to fall asleep, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, as if he had a good dream.

Iga Xian looked at her in a daze, and thought: "This child has been careful since he was a child, and he knows that he is considerate, and he is really a good character, but it's a pity that he is a girl." ”

Thinking of this, Iga Sen felt a little sad, how kind God was to him, why he couldn't get a grandson.

Will the ancestral craft be lost in his generation?

The more he thought about it, the more unhappy he became, he got up and sat up, looking at the wooden box in front of him, which was less than five inches in size, and was stunned.

"After a hundred years, I'm afraid this thing can only be passed on to the Yi people, but isn't it disobedient to the ancestors to do so?"

He pondered it, and suddenly realized that something seemed wrong with the magic box.

He leaned over and found that the seal seemed to have traces of passivity, and his heart was cold, so he hurriedly tore the seal and opened the wooden box.

Sure enough, there was nothing inside.

Iga Sen was furious, woke up Ito, and shouted, "You don't listen to grandpa!"