The small village, born in the mountains, has remained almost unchanged for generations.

In a corner of the village, the thatched huts were crude, dusty, and covered with cobwebs, apparently unattended for a long time before they fell here.

The door of the thatched hut was closed, but there was a slight sound of breaking in the room. Looking through the shredded paper in the pane, a woman could be seen rummaging in the shadows.

saw that the woman had a little excitement and nervousness on her face, and suddenly took out two pieces of broken jade from her arms.

These two pieces of broken jade are no bigger than a thumb, and even if they are closed, they are no bigger than a spoon. Just the moment it was closed, a halo of aura suddenly bloomed on the broken jade, reflecting the already dim room with a bright color.

The woman's face was even more nervous, for fear of being discovered, and she subconsciously swept towards the door and window with one pair of eyes, but she didn't notice any movement.

The light penetrated through the cracks in the grass hut and dispersed to the outside world, but fortunately, the sky was bright and the horse's feet were not exposed.

This light is still bright in the house, but after it is scattered outside, it is difficult to set off any storms.

Bathed in this light, the woman's face showed a hint of intoxication, as if the whole body was comfortable. As soon as she held the broken jade in her hand, the light disappeared in an instant, and it was all thrown into the palm of her hand.

After combining the two pieces of broken jade into one, her eyes were a little moist, and she suddenly seemed to lose all her strength and sat on the edge of the bed.

When her mind was relaxed, there was a sudden knock on the door.

"Who!" the woman snorted, but she didn't get a response.

The dilapidated wooden door, which had clearly closed the latch, suddenly opened on its own, and the latch fell to the ground for no reason. A figure stood quietly in the doorway, his eyes slightly indifferent.

The woman couldn't help but be stunned, and stammered: "En, Engong?"

Leng Xiao smiled faintly and said, "The world is so big, but I didn't expect to meet again." When she saw Leng, the girl seemed to be surprised?"

A smile suddenly appeared on the woman's face, and she said, "What did Engong say? If you can see Engong again, it's too late for the concubine to be happy." The concubine went to pour tea for Engong!"

"No more trouble. ”

Leng Xiaowu took a few steps closer, and the wooden door automatically closed without wind, and the latch that fell on the ground also bolted on its own.

I only heard Leng Xiao say: "On the mountain behind this, Leng has made a general round, not to mention the tiger wolf, but he has never even seen a worm." ”

"This, except for the cemetery, the concubine has never gone deeper into the back mountain, and I don't know whether it's true or not, maybe the village chief lied again. The woman said.

Hearing this, Leng Xiao was silent, not knowing whether he believed it or not. Just when the woman's expression was a little relaxed, he suddenly said again: "The day before yesterday, the girl must not have killed someone for the first time." ”

The woman's face froze for a moment, but she showed a hint of panic and pity, making Leng Xiao really think that she had misunderstood her. I only heard her say: "Why did Engong say this, the concubine is just a weak woman, if she is not forced, how can she do that murderous thing!"

"Perhaps many years ago, the girl had been forced to rush once—when the broken jade was robbed. ”

Leng Xiao slowly stretched out a finger forward, pointing at the woman's right hand hidden at her side. I saw that the woman's five fingers suddenly stretched out uncontrollably, revealing the broken jade that had been pieced together.

The woman's lips were slightly open, her face was a little pale, and even if her teeth were locked, she had no power to resist. She couldn't help but show a sad look in her eyes, and said slowly: "Today, isn't it that even Engong is going to fight for this broken jade?"

Her eyes blinked, and two lines of tears fell, and she begged: "Engong is going to have a spring night with the concubine, and the concubine has no complaints, but this broken jade is the ancestral heirloom of the concubine, and it is really difficult to give it to Engong!"

Seeing this, Leng Xiao couldn't help but feel a trace of pity in his heart, but he still raised his hand and took the broken jade in his hand. The woman's mouth opened, but she was powerless to stop it, only a faint look of unwillingness, staring at her face.

"Since this broken jade is the girl's ancestral heirloom, and what kind of person is the girl's ancestor, how can the descendants fall like this? The girl is so concerned about this so-called ancestral thing, and is even willing to sell her body, but she has not seen you rebury her father, and the pit is still scattered. ”

"Miss Wang Hong, Leng has saved you several times, but you have deceived Leng several times, why is this?"

The woman smiled sadly, but her eyes still fell on the broken jade in Leng Xiao's hand, and she finally said slowly: "Engong is wrong, the concubine is not surnamed Wang, it is the surname of the village chief, and the surname of the concubine is Long." ”

"Dragon, Dragon Red Girl?"

said what was on her mind, the woman wiped away her tears, and opposed Leng Xiao Yaoyao, showing a hint of indifference. She suddenly went limp, but she fell to the ground, and her body twitched slightly.

But Leng Xiao just looked at this scene for a long time before he said: "Miss Long Hong, your acting skills are very poor." ”

When the woman heard this, she stood up again with a wry smile, and was silent for a while, and after a while, she sighed lightly: "Engong smiled." ”

She knelt on the ground again and pleaded with Leng Xiao: "Whether Engong believes it or not, this broken jade is indeed the ancestral heirloom of the concubine, and I beg Engong to return it to the concubine." ”

Leng Xiao gently separated the broken jade, and the light dissipated, and the two pieces of broken jade became ordinary again. When he closed the broken jade again, the broken jade suddenly became extremely transparent, as bright as water, and the light was shining, but it was extremely soft, and it was no obstacle to look directly.

Separate, close, separate. Leng Xiao repeated it several times in a row, and a sense of happiness rose in his heart for no reason. He really hopes that between people, it will not be so complicated.

He casually threw the broken jade out, and the broken jade fell softly in front of the woman, and the woman hurriedly caught it, and a look of joy bloomed in her eyes.

When she looked up again, there was no trace of cold depression in front of her.

Leng Xiao stood in the sky, looking downward, and just now, he actually saw a pattern like an eyeball from the broken jade.

The pattern is outlined by the aura, which is not conspicuous and extremely difficult to spot if you don't look closely.

And the pattern was the same as the vague pattern in his mind.

Thinking about it this way, the circle formed by this reincarnation mountain range is the eyeball, and this village is the pupil in the eyeball.

There must be a relationship in this that he doesn't know, perhaps, as long as he peeks at the woman in secret, he can find some clues.

But in the end, he only stayed for a moment, and then moved away, and he also had some disgust and resistance to this mystery.

Why bother?

But he hadn't walked out for long, but two figures suddenly appeared in front of him, and the two of them were covered in blood, obviously after a big battle.

When he saw Leng Xiao, one of them immediately said in surprise: "Brother Xiao, you actually arrived here one step ahead of Jiao!"

Leng Xiao immediately took a few steps forward, and before he could speak, his body was also rolled up by Ren Lin and flew backwards. Isn't the village where he is going?

At this moment, Leng Xiao said: "Xiao Mou's Demon Spirit Realm is near here. ”

"Brother Xiao is really lucky, just in time, we will share this spiritual mist feast!"

Hearing this, Leng Xiao's heart moved, but he didn't say much. Jiao Fei didn't know what to expect, and immediately explained: "In this demon spirit realm, after the death of any monk, the spiritual mist will be condensed. If a monk swallows it, his cultivation will increase greatly, and if a mortal swallows it, he will prolong his life and even become a monk directly. ”

"Become a monk?" Leng Xiao couldn't help but be surprised, seeing Jiao Fei looking over, he added, "If you can take this spiritual mist away, won't you be able to cultivate a large number of monks?"

When Jiao Fei heard this, he couldn't help but shake his head slightly: "The so-called thousands of troops are easy to get, but one will be hard to find." Those with poor qualifications are of great use if they swallow the spiritual mist and gain a little cultivation, but it is useless, but a waste. ”

Between the words of the two, they had already returned to the village, and Leng Xiao sighed in his heart, under the noses of Jiao Fei and Ren Lin, it was inconvenient for him to act.

He also had a guess in his heart, maybe Jiao Fei and Ren Lin came this time for the broken jade.

I saw Ren Lin's body move, and before he ran to the first house, he kicked the door open. It was noon at the moment, and the villagers in it were probably taking a nap.

was disturbed by Ren Lin's sleep, and the people inside immediately scolded, but the sound of scolding had just sounded, and it became a wail.

Under some inquiry, Ren Lin did not get the desired result, and as soon as he moved his fingers, the villager's neck was crooked at an exaggerated angle, his eyes were wide, and he was already silent.

broke into several houses in a row, but did not leave a single living mouth. And Leng Xiao can only be an indifferent bystander. His gaze swept over Ren Lin and Jiao Fei, without seeing a trace of fluctuation on their faces.

When you kill someone, it's like breaking a piece of wood.

The thatched hut where the woman lived was in the corner of the village, which was considered a remote place, and she almost slaughtered the villagers before it was her turn.

Leng Xiao's eyes fluctuated imperceptibly, but fortunately, neither Jiao Fei nor Ren Lin paid attention to him, but looked at the last grass hut with a slightly eager expression.

Ren Lin kicked in again, only to look at it, and his eyes couldn't help but show a faint look of disappointment.

But in this thatched hut, there was no one, and the woman had long since disappeared. Then, Ren Lin turned the grass hut upside down again, and after another fruitless result, he couldn't help but say angrily: "How could it not be?"

At this moment, Jiao Fei suddenly said: "This village is full of farmers, and there may be people working in the fields. ”

Leng Xiao's eyes flashed slightly, hearing this, he knew that someone else was going to die because of this.

But before they could take action, there was a sudden sound of breaking the sky in the sky, Leng Xiao suddenly looked back, only to see a tall figure suddenly falling from the sky, with injuries and blood stains on his body, and he was also a person who had experienced a fight.

Then, after him, people came one after another, and for a while, there was an endless stream. The people who came were faintly divided into two sides, one side for the Terran monks and one side for the demon cultivators.

In this demon spirit realm, the human monks are no less than the demon cultivators.

Leng Xiao's gaze suddenly froze, and his eyes fell on a figure, which had a sharp smile on his face, mingling in the demon cultivation team.

Pink.