Curled up his body, Ning Wuqian listened to the footsteps outside the house, after waking up, his spiritual sense seemed to become more sensitive, the person who spoke just now was still about a hundred meters away from the hut, but he could clearly hear the content of the speech.

Even, Ning Wujian could distinguish four people from the chaotic footsteps, walking towards this side, and one of them brought him an extremely dangerous feeling, making his heart beat rapidly.

"Crunch ......"

Finally, the wooden door was pushed open, and the dazzling sunlight outside the house shone on Ning Wuji's body who was curled up, and the dust drifted in the sunlight, Ning Wujian squinted his eyes so that he could see the appearance of the person who came.

Pushing the door was a hunchbacked old man about 1.6 meters old, with gray hair, a yellow face, a messy beard under his chin, wearing a shabby linen robe with patches, and a pair of straw sandals made of straw on his feet.

The old man was hunched over, smiling flatteringly, and making a gesture of invitation with his right hand. Ning Wuqian knew this old man, in his dream, the old man was the head of a small village, and he also had a son in the family, who went to school in the school, and he had some grievances with himself, and even the old man complained a lot about himself.

When Ning Wujian looked at the old man, the sunlight was blocked by a thin figure, and Ning Wuji's gaze moved to the thin figure, which was a man in his thirties, with a bun on his head, wearing a cyan robe, the robe looked unusually wide on his thin body, a pair of round-mouthed cotton shoes under his feet, a cloth belt wrapped around his waist, and a yellow spike wooden sword hanging.

The Taoist glanced into the room, smelling a strange smell, his brows furrowed slightly, but he still bent down and walked in, behind him, two fifteen or sixteen-year-old Dao clothes children with clear eyebrows followed closely, and the old man stood cautiously beside the two children, looking at Ning Wujian with fear in his eyes.

"Help him up and go outside......" The Taoist frowned, a little unable to stand the smell of the firewood and grass house, and instructed the village chief.

The village chief's sunken eyes flashed with panic, and he looked at Daoist hesitantly: "Dao chief, he ...... He's a demon...... Yokai ......"

"En?" The Taoist glared at the village chief coldly, and said coldly: "Are you doubting the mana of this Dao?"

After speaking, the Taoist turned around and walked outside the house a few steps, and the two Daoist clothes left step by step, leaving only the village chief and Ning Wuqian in the house, and it was quiet all of a sudden.

Looking around nervously, the village chief walked to Ning Wuji's side tremblingly, muttering words like "Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, bless the safety of the little old man", while stretching out his right hand towards Ning Wuji.

Because Ning Wuqian squinted his eyes, the village chief didn't notice that Ning Wuqian had woken up, and seeing that there was nothing wrong, he was a little bolder, so he untied the straw rope that bound his feet, helped Ning Wuqian up, and walked towards the outside of the house.

"I didn't expect this poor scholar to be so heavy. ”

When he came outside, the village chief cursed, looked respectfully at the Taoist waiting outside, and said with a smile: "Dao chief, what else do you want Xiao Lao'er to do?"

"Now that you're awake, what are you pretending to be asleep for?"

Ignoring the village chief, the Taoist stared at Ning Wujian who was leaning on the village chief's shoulder, his eyes were as sharp as a knife, and there was a trace of cold murderous aura.

"Ah, woke up?"

When the village chief heard the words of the Taoist, he pushed Ning Wuqian away suddenly, stepped aside with a scream, accidentally kicked the stone, rolled on the ground a few times, and knelt on the ground in embarrassment and bowed to Ning Wujian continuously.

"Uncle Monster, Little Lao'er has no intention of offending, please forgive me, please forgive ......"

"Ahem......"

Suddenly pushed away by the village chief, Ning Wuqian staggered back a few steps, his body was too weak, he coughed lightly, but after all, he stabilized his body, raised his head, looked at the Taoist, saluted respectfully, and said, "I've seen the Taoist." ”

"Have you seen me?"

The Taoist was a little surprised, and stared at Ning Wuji's eyes tightly, as if he wanted to see something from Ning Wuji's eyes.

"When Xiaosheng was twelve years old, he went to Baiyun Temple with his mother to ask for a signature, and saw the Taoist first, and then Xiaosheng was admitted to the Tongsheng, and he was grateful to the Taoist in his heart. ”

Ning Wuji's eyes were clear, like a mountain stream, without any impurities, kneeling towards the Taoist, and bowing down to the ground. This is a set of rhetoric that Ning Wujian calculated in his heart after seeing the Taoist just now.

Five points true and five points false, the original Ning Wuqian is indeed very grateful to the Taoist, and has always regarded the Taoist as a benefactor, which is why Ning Wujian immediately thought of the origin of the Taoist after seeing the Taoist. However, at this time, Ning Wujian had already fused the consciousness of another person, and what he thought about was naturally no longer as simple as gratitude.

Judging from the performance of the village chief just now, coupled with the conversation between him and the Taoist, although Ning Wujian still doesn't know what happened, if he wants to get out of trouble, he can only hope for the Taoist, in other words, the Taoist is now in control of Ning Wuji's life and death!

The ancients bowed, it was when the other party was extremely noble and respectful, and by Ning Wuji's worship, the coldness in the eyes of the Taoist faded slightly, but his tone was still very cold, and said, "Do you remember what happened last night?"

Ning Wuqian lowered his head, but he could feel that the killing power left by the Daoist on him was decreasing, obviously, the words just now worked, but Ning Wuqian didn't dare to be careless, his intuition told him that the Daoist could take his life at any time.

Raising his head, Ning Wujian looked at the Taoist with clear eyes, and said suspiciously: "Xiaosheng didn't remember, Xiaosheng was studying at home last night, and suddenly his head sank, so he fell asleep, and when Xiaosheng woke up, he saw the Taoist chief and the village chief. Is this a dream? Why do I have so many scars, is someone trying to harm me?"

Speaking of this, Ning Wujian showed a look of fear in his eyes, looked around nervously, and hurriedly kowtowed, "Dao Chief, help, Dao Chief, save ...... life."

Looking at Ning Wuqian looking like a timid and fearful scholar, the Taoist showed a look of doubt in his eyes, and pressed his hand on Ning Wuji's eyebrows.

"Without the demonic energy, could it be that he was really misunderstood last night, he was just possessed by the monster, and the monster has already left?"

The village chief who fell to the ground saw that Ning Wujian was even more scared than him, his eyes showed consternation, he stood up, and said in confusion: "Wuji, you really don't know what happened last night?"

Although the village chief was afraid and disgusted with Ning Wuji, he still knew that Ning Wujian had the identity of a child, and there was a record in the county office, if he died or disappeared suddenly, and the county government came to inquire about him, he couldn't eat and walk around, otherwise Ning Wujian would have been killed last night.

And Ning Wuqian has the qualifications to participate in the county examination this year, if it is high school, it is Xiucai, in the outside world, Xiucai may not be nothing, but in such a small mountain village, Xiucai is the golden phoenix, and his status is hundreds of times higher than him.

"Dao Chief, it's unlikely that Wufeng is the monster, right?"

The villagers are simple, Ning Wujian has always had a good reputation in the village, and his family is well-off, and the village chief also has compassion at this time.

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