"Are you leaving!?" Wang Xin said unhappily.

"Sooner or later, I'm leaving. Zhang Jianwei said with a smile. "There is no feast in the world. ”

"When are you leaving? Wang Xin asked.

"It's hard to say, but I'll leave at the end of this month, and as for when I'll come back in the future, let's talk about this. ”

"It's less than half a month away. "Wang Xin suffers from gains and losses.

"There's still half a month, enough time, these alchemy things are not very difficult, you can learn them. Zhang Jianwei said with a smile.

"Is this what I'm worried about?" Wang Xin glanced at Zhang Jianwei.

"I'll come back to see you when I have time, don't worry, and if you cultivate in the future, maybe you can come out to me." ”

"Okay, I'll practice well. Wang Xin said cheeringly.

"What is this elixir for. Le Xi looked at the pill in the glass bottle, the grains were black and slippery, exuding fragrance, since they were fused with the divine position, these five senses returned.

"This is a bone continuation pill, which can be used by ordinary people to treat internal injuries, and it is the best for injuries to muscles and bones. Zhang Jianwei explained.

"In the early years, I saw that many medicine pickers on this mountain fell from the cliff and became unable to move. Le Xi thought about the past, "Le Shu wanted to refine medicine and treat it at that time, but the effect was average. ”

"This medicine is very symptomatic, Danfang I tell you, you can try to refine it, this formation is arranged with spirit stones, you can also use spiritual objects instead, you can drive the power of the leylines, the effect is almost the same. Zhang Jianwei nodded and said.

"Okay, thanks. Le Xi raised his hand and saluted.

Zhang Jianwei immediately reported Danfang.

Le Xi is an earth spirit, and it is not the same as an ordinary cultivator, as long as he is willing, he can almost never forget it, and remember what he wants, this is other people's talent, and others can't learn it.

Here he told Le Xi Dan Fang, and said some of the tricks, and Le Xi nodded and remembered.

When this side was over, Zhang Jianwei was also active, playing with the fairy staff in his hand, and looked at the chicken heart village not far away.

"Are you going to hunt ghosts?" Wang Xin immediately reacted to what Zhang Jianwei wanted to do, and looked elated.

"You still don't want to go. Le Xi grabbed Wang Xin, Wang Xin and Zhang Jianwei were puzzled.

"Beware of the ghost's grudge. ”

"I have faith to protect myself, what am I afraid of?" Wang Xin didn't understand very much.

"You now have an empty god position and no divine power, you can mobilize the leylines, but it is also full of holes that need to be repaired, faith protection, but it also consumes the power of faith, it is not cost-effective. Le Xi said very clearly.

To tell the truth, in addition to Lexi's single-minded pursuit of death at the beginning, he is usually very rational.

"What Le Xi said makes sense, you can wait here with peace of mind. Zhang Jianwei thought about it, and felt that what Le Xi said was right, and it was just a hanged ghost, he was not the time to face three powerful ghosts in the Fulin Villa, he was almost armed to the teeth, and there were two rune treasures at the worst, although they were crippled, but the demon spirits could be killed, what are you afraid of an ordinary ghost, now the fairy staff can be used to blow up an ordinary ghost with a stick.

Wang Xin finally became a mountain god by chance, but there can be no more accidents, and this Xiangshan Mountain has not recovered, so it is best to be at home with peace of mind.

"Okay, if you don't go, you won't go, I'll cultivate well. Wang Xin said with some disappointment.

"It's going to be the dead of night, just to kill ghosts, I'm leaving!" Zhang Jianwei checked his equipment to make sure that everything was taken, and then said to the two of them, using Yan Xing Technique, he flew up directly, crossed over the mountains and forests, and after landing, he pinched the soil and pounced directly on Jixin Village.

Zhang Jianwei doesn't know why it was called the name Chicken Heart Village in the first place, but now it seems that this Chicken Heart Village is far away between the mountains and fields, forming a chicken heart, and the family who is haunted by the devil lives in the arc on the left, and the big locust tree that meets the hanged ghost is on the bottom of the chicken heart.

The roads in this village are hardened, and every house is basically white walls and black tiles, which have been uniformly arranged, and the walls are pasted with various red slogans of positive energy, which is festive and energetic.

Walking in the village, the roads are clean and tidy, and there is no manure left behind by chickens, dogs, cows and sheep running around like ordinary villages, which should be often cleaned.

Although it is winter at this time, there are still many places planted with flowers and plants, and I can't tell what they are, but the blooming of threes and threes is also a little elegant.

There are street lights in the village, but they are not fully covered, almost a few big turns are illuminated by street lights, which cannot illuminate the whole village, but it should be enough for people to walk in normal times.

No matter how well this village is organized, after all, a village is a village, and the people here still retain the habit of doing it at sunrise and resting at sunset handed down from generation to generation by their ancestors.

Don't say that it's already more than one o'clock in the middle of the night, as long as it's night, except for a few drinking and chatting, everyone else is warm on the kang.

In the winter, it has been snowing outside, and at this time, a hot kang bakes the house warmly, who wants to go out.

So when Zhang Jianwei came out of the ground, he walked swaggeringly, and he didn't care about anything, if someone came, he could find out early.

First went to the house that was haunted by the devil to see, into the second household of the village, there are two plum trees planted at the door, it is easy to find, the small yard is very tidy, there is a four-wheeled tractor parked in the yard after the cement, the house is an old-fashioned house with bricks and soil in the front, but it looks very smooth, it is also painted with white paint, and there are a lot of corn and peppers hanging under the eaves, a scene of a bumper harvest.

But when I opened the yin and yang eyes, the family in front of me, a faint black resentment floated above the roof, very thin, but it was condensed but not dispersed, like an umbrella covering this house.

It stands to reason that the owner of this house is already in the hospital, so why is there still resentment hovering in the house?

After listening carefully, there was no one in the room, Zhang Jianwei performed the Five Ghost Carrying Technique, opened the door lock, and stepped in.

The room is very ordinary, ordinary is simply nothing to describe, ordinary printed central hall, ordinary table of eight immortals, ordinary ancestral tablet, ordinary sofa, ordinary TV, the only thing that is not ordinary, that is, a circle of straw rope piled up under the corner.

In Zhang Jianwei's yin and yang eyes, the straw rope exuded resentment, like a living thing.

Zhang Jianwei didn't think about it, he hit it directly with a stick, and it snapped, as if the balloon exploded, the black resentment dissipated without a trace, and the rope began to weather rapidly.

Zhang Jianwei walked over, stepped on it, and directly shattered into slag.

"Could it be that the owner of this house picked up the rope that hanged the hanged ghost?" Zhang Jianwei thought to himself. "This rope does look good to the naked eye, and the owner of this house can be regarded as a thrifty housekeeper, but it's not his own thing, so it's better not to pick it up, who knows what's behind it. ”

Zhang Jianwei swept around again, and sure enough, after the rope was broken, the resentment gradually dissipated, and the resentment shrouded in the entire house gradually faded until it dissipated.

"Yes, in this way, there are indeed powerful ghosts, and I am afraid that it will come in vain. Zhang Jianwei smiled.

Lock the door and go straight to the old locust tree outside the village.

Outside the village, the old locust tree grows on the side of the road, surrounded by cultivated land, and at this time, a patch of green winter wheat stubbornly pierces the suppression of the first snow, reflecting the moonlight, and dyeing the place a hazy emerald green.

But at this moment, such a scene seems a little weird.

"That little brother under the tree, are you alone?" Zhang Jianwei had just arrived at the foot of the old locust tree, when suddenly a young man from the tree shouted.