"Damn old man, how can this thing of yours fly so fast?"

Lin Yi tried his best to catch up, but he felt like he couldn't keep up.

As for Qian Lingzi, it was even worse. Lin Yi was holding it behind his back with one hand.

Otherwise, I would have stood there in a daze.

"This is not made by me, but by my senior brother. Although the things my senior brother makes are a bit irregular, the results are always very good."

Lin Yi: "..."

"It's true that you two became brothers for a reason."

Qian Lingzi also regretted why he used his senior brother's things. Otherwise, Lin Yi wouldn't have carried him away. When did Qian Lingzi ever suffer such injustice?

He feels very uncomfortable now, especially his waist.

……

Phew!

The paper crane, which had caught fire because it was flying too fast, drew an arc in the air and finally fell into a garden.

Lin Yi:......

A familiar sign appears in front of you.

Juhua Pavilion.

Lin Yi: Why here again.

"Old man Qian, what's the force behind Juhua Pavilion?"

Even if there is a Juhua Pavilion in Xiling City, there is a Juhua Pavilion in a small place like Huang Town. Lin Yi would not believe it if there was no weirdness behind it.

This is not Yuelai Inn.

"Valley of Flowers."

Qian Lingzi said these three words lightly.

"Tell me and listen."

If he can afford it, Lin Yi will definitely not be afraid. If he can't afford it, he can only declare his name as Gan Lingzi.

"The top forces are a bit inferior to our Reincarnation Sect, but their strength is not bad."

"Well, I am now a member of the Reincarnation Cult."

Qian Lingzi:......

"Boy Lin, what are you afraid of? Although there are Juhua Pavilions everywhere, in fact, the only Juhua Pavilion that can be called the Baihua Valley is the one in your Xia Kingdom Imperial City. The others are all in name. Fake goods, just come in casually."

"I thought it was something like this, but it turned out to be this kind of thing. How could my spirit bead be a little afraid of it?"

Spirit beads?!

Qian Lingzi called him a good guy. In just a few seconds, he even thought of the road number.

However... according to Lin Yi's qualifications, there is really no problem in becoming a formal disciple of the Reincarnation Sect.

Even though he is very good at being a spirit son, the limit of recruiting disciples in the Reincarnation Sect is actually very high. Any formal disciple can crush a large group of geniuses in a place like Xia Kingdom.

As for how Qian Lingzi himself became a member of the Reincarnation Cult...

The art exam route he took.

What a trick.

……

Following the paper crane's final resting place, Lin Yi went directly to the backyard of Juhua Pavilion.

Looking at the paper crane that had been burned on the ground with only a pile of residue left, Lin Yi fell into deep thought.

"Old man, can't you be more accurate?"

"This is accurate enough. You wouldn't expect a paper crane to do such a difficult thing. The next thing will have to be done manually."

"Okay, you, a professional, come here."

……

The other side.

A dark basement.

Experiments have proven that dim environments can breed fear in human hearts.

The sound of ticking echoed in the basement.

In a cage covered with rust, a woman with tattered clothes and injuries all over her body huddled in a corner of the cage with her eyes blank.

Just like a puppet.

The girl used to have a nice name.

Jasmine.

But this was her name when she was an oiran.

Now, the woman's once eloquent mouth only keeps repeating.

"No...no..."

Suddenly, a figure wearing a black cloak with only two glowing red eyes appeared outside the cage.

With the appearance of this figure, Jasmine's mind, which had been dull a second ago, was instantly filled with fear.

The whole person is like a frightened quail, huddled in the corner of the cage with all its strength. It seems that this is the only part of the entire cage that will bring him a sense of security.

"Jasmine...Jasmine..."

Under the black robe, an extremely seductive voice came from.

"Don't you want to seek revenge on those who reduced you to this? Don't you want to go back and take back everything that once belonged to you?"

The low voice is like the temptation from hell, constantly tempting Jasmine's heart.

The temptation from hell reminded Jasmine of the beginning of it all.

It was a wonderful night.

I finished singing the song as usual and was waiting for the guests in the room.

According to the past, if there is a big brother to help her, she has to drink with them. If not, she can rest. This is the boring daily life of an oiran.

At this time, her mother came in and told her that there was an old man who was willing to redeem his life.

It all happened so suddenly, like a dream.

When she happily got dressed and prepared to leave, her dream turned into a nightmare.

The dream is broken, everything is fake.

She became a pet in someone else's cage and was tortured day and night.

However, this is not what makes her most desperate.

Every day.

She will get news from the outside world.

Her oiran was taken away, her room was taken away, everything about her was gradually taken away...

……

Hidden under the black robe, Zhang Wen's face was full of intoxication as he sniffed the growing resentment on Jasmine's body.

"That's it..."

As a senior ghost cultivator, what he likes most is this kind of resentful soul.

According to the past, as long as he tortures this woman to death, he can get a brand new wronged soul.

But this time he didn't.

He has been doing evil in Huangzhen for several years. He is clearly aware of every change in Huangzhen.

During this period, because a secret realm was about to open nearby, a large number of outsiders poured in, and the smell of gunpowder began to fill the air. Many of them made him feel stressed.

So he thought that this resentful soul could be raised for a while. He would wait until the resentment in his body increased to a higher level before picking it.

At that time, not only can he continue to maintain his position in Huangzhen, but he can even further reach a new level of strength.

"Then I won't have to stay in this hellish place anymore..."

"This is your home. As the saying goes, fallen leaves return to their roots. If you don't die here, how can I face the sages who said this?"

"Who!?"

The sudden sound startled Zhang Wen.

He actually didn't notice anyone entering.
To be continued...