In addition to going to worship her mother's grave, one of the things Qiu Xin had to do on this trip was to go to the spiritual seat enshrined in the Sword Hall and put a stick of incense on her father and mother, so she came to the main gate of the Sword Hall.

He also passed by this place when he came during the day, but it was obvious that outsiders could not enter this place, so he could only wait until it got dark and sneak in, and there seemed to be no one in the sword hall at this time.

Qiu Xin walked in directly from the main entrance, although the houses here were taller than the other buildings on the Hanging Cliff Peak, but compared to the Hidden Spirit Hall on the main peak, it was not half a star.

It doesn't look like a big hall, it's more like a rich family in the world, and there are trees planted in the courtyard, which looks like it's been some age, making the courtyard lush and green, and there are winding bluestone steps that lead to all directions.

But Qiu Xin didn't know which room was dedicated to the spiritual seat in the Sword Hall, so he stopped at the door and thought for a long time, but he could only start from the room on the left.

Walking along the stone steps to the left, a row of neat houses came into view, but the house was pitch black, and when the doors were opened one by one, it was clear by the moonlight that this place should be inhabited, and the mourning hall should not be in such a place, so as not to disturb the purity.

Walking along the steps under the eaves, there was a small passage, Xiaobai suddenly jumped to the ground, beckoned Qiu Xin to go over and take a look, Qiu Xin also relaxed his steps and followed.

After passing through the passage, this courtyard is really unique, behind the taller houses in the middle of the courtyard, there is a bamboo forest, and the back of the bamboo forest is the hanging cliff peak, among which there are four or five unique bamboo houses, not just who lives, but Qiu Xin still shook his head, it is impossible for the Sword Hall to put the ancestral mourning hall in this kind of place.

Qiu Xin didn't mean to return to the courtyard, and motioned for Xiao Bai to silence, from this point of view, it was very likely that the people of the Sword Hall lived here, so they could only go around from the back of the main house and check the house on the right.

"Xiaobai, Xiaobai, hurry up. Halfway through, Qiu Xin suddenly found that Xiaobai had lost his trace, and when he raised his eyes, Xiaobai was gnawing vigorously on a bamboo shoot by the bamboo forest.

This can't help but make Qiu Xin laugh, Xiaobai is still as greedy as ever, and he hasn't seen him for a long time, and Qiu Xin can only go forward alone.

Passing through a fairly wide open space between the main house and the bamboo forest, there is a narrow passage in front of Qiu Xin, it seems that the person who built the sword hall has an indifferent temperament, dealing with other things in front, but there is such a quiet place behind the courtyard, presumably the master and his parents live and live here.

Suppressing these thoughts in his heart, Qiu Xin walked quickly through the passage, and sure enough, there were only three houses on the right side of the courtyard, and the houses on both sides were empty, without anything, and in the middle house, there was a soft candlelight, and where the candlelight was reflected, there were neat spiritual positions.

This made Qiu Xin's heart happy, and after careful observation, there was no one, he gently pushed the door in, and bowed deeply to all the spiritual positions first, and said in his heart, disturbed.

Then from bottom to top, began to look for it, the Hidden Sect has been established for more than a thousand years, and there are hundreds of ancestors in this sword hall alone, not how many generations of disciples are not the sword cousins, but on the top spirit seat, there is no handwriting.

Qiu Xin's heart moved, it was not the spiritual position of his parents, but he calmed down and thought about it, according to what the master said, his parents left the Hidden Sect back then, and his father joined the Demon Sect, which was a great rebellion, and it was impossible for the Hidden Sect to put their spiritual position in the most conspicuous position.

But if this wordless spiritual position is not the parents', then where is their spiritual position, Qiu Xin was about to turn around to see if it was somewhere else, when a human voice suddenly came from behind him, which made Qiu Xin break out in a cold sweat.

"Young man, what are you looking for?" Qiu Xin's whole body tensed, and he slowly turned around, only to find an old man standing behind him, with white hair and hair, looking at him with a smile.

Although Qiu Xin is looking for the spiritual position of his parents, he also pays attention to the surroundings, but when did this old man appear and how did he come in, I didn't notice it at all, how could I not let Qiu Xin be frightened.

Now that it has been discovered, Qiu Xin has nothing to say, and arched his hand, "The seniors atone for their sins, the juniors just want to come to worship the ancestors of the Sword Hall, if there is any disturbance, the juniors will leave." ”

The white-haired old man glanced at Qiu Xin, but sat on the futon in front of the mourning hall before he spoke, "Young man, you are not a disciple of the Hidden Sect, right?"

This remark made Qiu Xin nervous again, he was an outsider, and he entered this kind of place in the middle of the night, how could he not make people suspicious, besides, it was still this kind of place that outsiders could not enter.

Qiu Xin originally wanted to lie that he was a disciple of the Hidden Sect, but now it seems that he can only tell the truth, "The younger generation is indeed not a disciple of the Hidden Sect, and the person who came here to worship is just an elder in the family." ”

Hearing this, the old man smiled, as if he was happy because he had seen through Qiu Xin's identity, but his tone immediately cooled, "Now the Sword Hall is really not as good as the generation, the newly accepted disciples can only practice swords, and they never come to worship, but you are an outsider and still think about this place." ”

"The seniors laughed, the senior brothers of the Sword Hall practiced their swords hard, which is the fortunate thing of the Hidden Sect, and it is common sense that they have no time to come here to worship. Although Qiu Xin didn't know how to answer, she still held back such a sentence for a long time.

When the white-haired old man heard this, he thought that Qiu Xin seemed to have some truth in what he said, nodded, and then shook his head again, "What kind of hard sword practice, they are just aiming at ......"

As if realizing something, the old man immediately stopped and looked up at Qiu Xin, "Young man, what is your name, and what generation of disciples of the Sword Hall is your elder?"

"The younger generation is Qiuxin, but since I didn't find their spiritual position in the mourning hall, it may be that the junior remembered it wrongly, and the spiritual position of the elders in the family may not be here. ”

The white-haired old man looked very kind and looked a little confused, but it was not easy to deal with, and Qiu Xin didn't dare to tell the truth, for fear of being guessed his identity, so he lied.

However, this statement is just counterproductive, if Qiu Xin said from the beginning that he had strayed into this place, he might have concealed the past, but he said that he was here to pay tribute to his elders, and he said that he had made a mistake and was inconsistent, and the old man could naturally hear it.

So he nodded again, and shook his head again, "Just talk to someone, there's no need to hide, or are you afraid that I'll listen to something?"

"No... No, the juniors really remembered it wrong. "So far, Qiu Xin can only insist, if he says anything else, I'm afraid it will be more troublesome, I can only secretly pray in my heart that this old man can let himself go.

The old man listened but continued to ask, "Boy, I ran into the mourning hall for no reason, and talked nonsense, am I really confused? If you don't say it today, don't think about going out!"

Qiu Xin secretly complained, and bowed down again, "The younger generation really doesn't mean to offend, but the spiritual position of the elders in the family is indeed not here, and the younger generation still has some things, so I will leave." ”

After Qiu Xin finished speaking, he was about to step out of the door, but the door of the temple suddenly closed, and then a strong force pulled him back, Qiu Xin realized something, and wanted luck to resist.

But the air around him seemed to be compressed and he couldn't move, so he controlled himself to sit on the futon in front of the old man.

Qiu Xin panicked at this time, he couldn't imagine that this old man's skills were so profound, and now if he wanted to forcibly leave here, he was afraid that it would be difficult to climb to the sky, so he asked, "Senior, junior is indeed ......."

The old man raised his hand to interrupt Qiu Xin and said, "I didn't tell you, don't think about walking out of the temple gate if you don't tell the truth, did you kid bully me, or didn't you hear clearly?"

Qiu Xin faced this old man, and always felt as if he had met Jingmo, and it was a skilled Jingmo, but Qiu Xin didn't mean to tell the truth.

Some flattered and said, "The seniors are highly skilled and the juniors admire, they are really a master......" Before Qiu Xin could continue, he felt that he was pressed by a thick true qi in front of him, and it was difficult to catch his breath.

For a while, his face turned red, he clenched his teeth, and at the same time, the true qi in his body turned, and his dantian tightened and shrank, secretly unloading part of his strength, and finally felt not so uncomfortable, at this moment, the air around him became more dignified, and he suppressed the expansion of his dantian.

This made Qiu Xin's arm tightly close to his body, and it was even more difficult to breathe, at this moment, Qiu Xin only felt that his body suddenly loosened, and his true qi dissipated, Qiu Xin exhaled heavily, and fine beads of sweat oozed from his body.

At this time, the old man slowly spoke, "Who is the elder in your family?" Tell me, and I can help you find it." With an undoubted tone, Qiu Xin's heart sank to the bottom.

Qiu Xin was seriously covered with bloodshots, his hands were clenched, he turned his head directly, and stopped talking, the old man saw this, and said coldly, "I can't imagine that you are still a stubborn temper, if you don't say it, don't say it, see how long you can last." ”

The old man also turned his head and looked at the rows of spiritual positions in front of him, neither of them spoke for a while, and there was no sound in the mourning hall, just watching the moon shadow on the ground walk by step by step.

I don't know how long it took, the old man finally couldn't hold his breath and said, "Boy, do you want to say it or not?"

"Don't say it!"

"Don't you really say it?"

"Don't say it!"

Immediately afterwards, the old man used the same trick to squeeze Qiu Xin with the true qi of his whole body, but Qiu Xin no longer resisted, relaxed his whole body, and let the old man do whatever he wanted.

Looking at Qiu Xin's indifferent expression, the old man said fiercely while exerting his strength, "If you don't say anything more, I will send you to the Deacon Hall, saying that you broke into the Sword Hall late at night and had bad whereabouts." ”

After the old man finished speaking, he dispersed his true anger and let Qiu Xin speak, but Qiu Xin still kept his mouth closed, enduring the feeling of being oppressed and relaxed all over his body, it seemed that it was quite good.

The old man was angry, "What can't you say? Even if it's Qi Kun's kid, I won't tell him, now you're satisfied!"

The old man's roar actually made the tablet in the mourning hall shake, which was very harsh in the middle of the night.