When Li Niang heard Cheng Ziming's question, she was obviously stunned for a moment, and then did not answer out loud, but nodded vigorously. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Then you come forward. Cheng Ziming asked Li Niang to step forward, but he took two steps back. Xin Yue then walked to the edge of the fence, stretched out his arm from the reserved wooden fence gate, and directly passed through the iron fence, and after the palm of his hand was spread, three stone bead bracelets were revealed in the palm of his hand.

"Quickly put it away quietly!" Xin Yue's voice was low and cold. Although he was a divine soul clone, he had not cultivated in the true sense, so his speech was very slight and unnatural. His arm was exposed to the sun at this time, and he only felt a burning pain like fire, and he was afraid that if he basked in the sun for a few more moments, green smoke would rise.

Liniang's face was pale, her whole body trembled and took the bracelet, hurriedly put it into her arms, and endured it without making any sound.

Xin Yue retreated, Cheng Ziming stepped forward again, softly and briefly told her about the origin of the stone beads, and then instructed her: "Wearing this string of stone beads to sleep tonight can keep you safe." The remaining two strings are handed over to Carpenter Liu's father and son. Is there a way you can convince them to wear it close to their body?"

"Well, don't worry, the little girl has her own way. Li Niang looked at Cheng Ziming, and a special brilliance appeared in her eyes: "Thank you to the immortal master for maintaining the grace, the immortal master is really strong and benevolent, the village chief also said that the immortal master could not break the iron pavilion, but just now the immortal master actually broke through the iron fence with his bare hands, and the mana was so high that it really scared the little girl." ”

Cheng Ziming smiled slightly, Li Niang, a mortal girl, naturally would not understand that with Xin Yue's divine soul body, she was actually unable to walk in the sun. He didn't say anything, but told again: "Don't tell others about Shizhu." In fact, the best way is to get away from Cold Spring Village and take refuge in the town. ”

Li Niang glanced in the direction of the village chief and said with a wry smile: "It's a pity that the village chief won't listen to the advice of the immortal master." Under his restraint, the little girl could not leave the village. Don't say it's a little girl, I'm afraid that now no one can leave the village without permission. If the village chief himself refuses to leave, he will definitely take good care of the villagers and will not allow others to leave easily. ”

"In that case, you should be more careful. If the village chief asked, you would reply that these cinnabar, paper and pen were all mortal, and it was impossible to draw immortal talismans. It would be best if he was willing to organize the relocation of the villagers, otherwise, even if all the villagers were moved to live in the back mountains, it would not make much difference. Cheng Ziming can only say this, he can't get out of the iron pavilion now, and he can't force the village chief and villagers to leave the village by force.

After saying goodbye to Li Niang, Cheng Ziming nailed the reserved wooden fence gate directly. Anyway, Xin Yue couldn't go out to do activities during the day, and at night he had to face more than a thousand ghosts, and there could be no hidden dangers left on the wooden fence.

The morning passed quickly, and since the village chief had a black face and returned to the village with Blacksmith Zhao and Li Niang, the entire Hanquan Pavilion area finally recovered from the noisy noise. People meditate and complain, and there are people who don't know what to think.

Cheng Ziming sat on the ground, leaning on the railing in a daze, when he suddenly felt a pain in his scalp, and the back of his head was knocked hard.

"What's going on?" Cheng Ziming suddenly turned around, and in front of him was two layers of tight fences, and beyond the fence was an empty open space, and there was nothing.

"It's really a ghost!" he cursed in his heart, and then gently touched the back of his head, and the pain on his scalp clearly showed that it was not a hallucination just now, but definitely a hard knock.

As an immortal cultivator, he was easily attacked, and he couldn't find who did it! Cheng Ziming glanced suspiciously at the Cold Spring Pavilion, and the barbarian closed his eyes and meditated as if nothing had happened, looking harmless and innocent to humans and animals. Xin Yue and Cheng Ziming glanced at each other under telepathy, and the two spirits could sense each other's inexplicability and their own hearts.

"The Iron Pavilion is cut off from all objects, and the sneak attacker should not be in the Pavilion. Cheng Ziming secretly wondered in his heart, and looked back at the pavilion. Suddenly, Xin Yue saw a black shadow, flying from top to bottom and swept towards the ground.

Cheng Ziming turned his head suddenly, and then rushed to a gust of wind that swept his arm, and before he could make any reaction, the black shadow suddenly flew up, and in an instant, it had already flown above his head again. Looking at the palm of his hand again, there is a soft and clear "mud".

Suspiciously, he picked up this "mud" and observed it carefully, and Cheng Ziming suddenly realized that it was a ball of pine resin. A faint golden hue, exuding a unique fragrance of pine and cypress, the pine resin gradually condenses in the hand, and finally forms a hard piece of amber. It turned out that the pine resin had just fallen from the pine branches.

The flying black shadow flew around in a circle, and finally landed on the top of the boulder in the cold spring.

The brute opened his eyes and stared at him with a look of great surprise. Cheng Ziming also looked incredible at this time. The boulder in the cold spring is covered with Hell Orchid, and the beautiful little flowers that glow with a ghostly light look delicate, but the power of the cold on it is terrifying. Cheng Ziming personally cut off Xiao Wu's arm in the pavilion next door, just to stop the cold air on the Hell Orchid from eroding his body. What is the origin of this crow? Standing on top of the boulder like this, looking indifferent?

Cheng Ziming frowned, stood up and walked to the edge of the cold spring, looking at the crow left and right. The crow was not afraid, standing on top of the boulder, and also looked Cheng Ziming up and down condescendingly.

The raven was clearly of extraordinary origin: tall, the size of a trumpet-sized falcon. The feathers all over the body were black and shiny, glowing with a dull oily sheen. A few jet-black crested feathers on his head stood up energetically. The eyes are like dark and bright gems, shining like stars. It stood on one foot at the top of the cold spring boulder, and at its feet was stepping on a hellish orchid, the delicate flowers exuding bursts of cold air, but it had no effect on the crow.

The crow clung to a pine branch in its other foot, one end of which cracked open and ooze a little golden pine resin. The crow looked at Cheng Ziming carefully, and the light in his eyes was even brighter. As soon as it lowered its head, it gently pecked at the pine branch, lifted a small piece of pine bark, and large drops of pine resin seeped out. The crow lets the pine resin drip onto the boulder beneath its feet, then pushes the soft resin with its beak to slowly roll it on the surface of the boulder.

The strange thing is that after the Hell Orchid attached to the surface of the boulder touches the pine resin, it is like water touching cotton, and it is immediately sucked into it. The crow carefully rolled the pine resin ball, inhaling more and more small blue flowers into it, and the pine resin gradually solidified into a ball of amber, and the golden ball was embedded with small flowers with a dark blue color, revealing a breathtaking beauty in the mystery.

The crow picked up the amber ball and shook its head, and the amber was thrown towards Cheng Ziming.

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