Someone is coming

"Yes, the incense of the Third Grade Enlightenment is considered a very precious incense for real masters and uncles." After saying this, Wang Zijia paused for a moment and added:

"And it's not just the smell of ghosts. The disciples used many methods to find that it was mixed with the fragrance of ghosts. This fragrance is extremely adhesive. Once contaminated, it will be difficult to remove for several years. And after it is specially made, it can only be removed after a few years.

People who come into contact with it within a certain period of time will become infected.”

"Due to various strange properties, although this thing is also fragrant, few people use it to make ordinary incense. Most of them are used to make high-level spiritual tracking objects."

"Ghost silk?" Yan Qimeng frowned and sniffed gently at Wang Zijia's side. Then she hesitated for a moment, raised her hand and took out a strange paper figurine, shaking slightly as her magic power fluctuated.

The paper man collapsed into a ball of spiritual light. When the spiritual light gathered, the shadow of a young woman, also in her thirties, emerged.

Different from Yan Qimeng's aloofness, the young woman has an outstanding appearance, is very charming, and has a great figure. She is like a ripe peach, exuding the temptation of a mature woman.

If Yan Qimeng is the mountain ice, this woman is the summer red flower, as passionate as fire.

"We are a rare visitor. Master Qimeng actually took the initiative to contact me. Shouldn't I be honored?" After the young woman's shadow condensed, she looked at Yan Qimeng and said with a smile as her body swayed.

"Do you understand Ghost Lingsixiang?" Yan Qimeng frowned and asked straight to the point.

"Huh? Wait!" It was just a noun. The young woman was stunned for a moment, and immediately after leaving a sentence, the aura immediately dissipated.

Seeing this, Yan Qimeng stopped talking. She turned around and went to the middle of the room, where guests were received, and took out a tea set.

Wang Zijia, who was following him, immediately stepped forward and said: "Uncle, disciple, come on!"

"No!" Yan Qimeng refused calmly and began to make tea.

Seeing this, Wang Zijia honestly stepped back a little distance and waited silently in the room.

Originally, he thought he would have to wait at least a quarter of an hour or two, but in the end, within a few breaths, a bit of spiritual wind began to drift in the room, and a faint fragrance filled the room.

Immediately afterwards, wisps of wind gathered in the room visible to the naked eye, and in the blink of an eye they condensed into a charming young woman, who was the woman who just spoke.

After the other party appeared, Yan Qimeng just glanced at him and ignored him. He reached out and pushed a cup of tea to the seat opposite without saying a single unnecessary word.

"I've met senior!" Since he didn't know the other person, Wang Zijia could only greet him vaguely.

After the woman appeared, she looked directly at Wang Zijia, but did not respond to Wang Zijia, and looked around Wang Zijia.

"Tsk, tsk, there are thousands of strands of ghost souls mixed with strands of ghost souls. It's so hidden. With this kind of blood... little guy, your level of cultivation has made people spend so much effort. You really deserve to be treated by this class."

Where is the reputation of the leader!" The young woman checked it for a long time, then looked at Wang Zijia and said jokingly.

As she spoke, she moved her steps lightly, swaying in the wind, and walked to the tea table with all kinds of charm. She sat opposite Yan Qimeng, looked at Yan Qimeng and said:

"You can, you can tell by all these methods. Even I can't find it without paying attention. What's the matter? I've recently become enlightened and like incense?"

"This baby discovered it on his own!" Yan Qimeng glanced at the young woman indifferently, pushed the tea cup in front of her again, and said calmly.

"He discovered it by himself? You said he discovered it by himself? The person who made this incense has his face wiped out by you!" The young woman obviously didn't believe it and rolled her eyes.

Yan Qimeng did not reply and glanced at Wang Zijia lightly.

Seeing this, Wang Zijia quickly repeated what he had just said.

After hearing this, the young woman looked at Wang Zijia, then at Yan Qimeng and said, "Is he telling the truth?"

Yan Qimeng drank tea and said nothing.

With a strange expression on her face, the young woman looked Wang Zijia up and down again and said, "You feel like someone is trying to harm you just because of the smell, and you really found out the clues... Little guy, how insecure are you?

Also, I’m curious, who is so willing to spend so much money?”

At this time, pieces of paper figures suddenly flew back from outside the house. The paper figures disappeared after disappearing into Yan Qimeng's body. Then Yan Qimeng interjected: "It's not just him. Most of the people who went out to recruit disciples this time have been smitten by this incense."

Apparently, at some point, she had already cast a spell to confirm what Wang Zijia said. At this time, the result was already certain.

"Huh?" The young woman's expression suddenly froze, and then she looked at Yan Qimeng seriously and said, "Seriously?"

"Can I joke about this kind of thing?" Yan Qimeng said with cold eyes.

"Interesting!" the young woman said to herself.

"You can go down now. Don't worry about the rest. Just prepare for the departure." At this moment, Yan Qimeng suddenly said to Wang Zijia to see her off.

"Okay, uncle! Disciple understands." Wang Zijia saluted, turned around and left without hesitation.

"Don't tell anyone about today's events!"

After taking only two steps, Yan Qimeng's voice came from behind.

"Disciple understands the importance, but I came here just now to visit several senior brothers." Wang Zijia turned around and said.

"No problem!" Yan Qimeng said calmly.

"Okay, disciple, please leave!" Wang Zijia saluted again, turned and left.

After watching Wang Zijia leave, the young woman and Yan Qimeng looked at each other. After confirming their eyes, their bodies suddenly collapsed.

Yan Qimeng turned into a paper figure and floated down, while the young woman turned into a fragrant wind and disappeared.

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After Wang Zijia returned to Biyiyuan, he thought carefully about today's events. After a moment of hesitation, he triggered the General Fu Zhao in his mind and sent a message to his secret followers.

"Everyone is silent these days and no other actions are allowed! If caught by the law enforcement team, you are not allowed to reveal your identity and just accept the review with peace of mind."

All the disciples who had the beast-controlling bloodline and the essence bloodline and were ordered by Prince Jia Zhao were all shocked after receiving the news. Although they did not know what had happened, each of them was filled with anxiety.

Then Wang Zijia came to the training room again, and with the fluctuation of mana, he completely sealed all the passages leading to the underground base.

After doing all this, Wang Zijia quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

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This whole day passed quietly with Wang Zijia feeling a little worried. Whether it was the shadows he gathered or the instrument talismans, everything was very calm and nothing happened.

Early the next morning, Wang Zijia got up as usual, took a Huixin Pill, and finished boxing.

While having breakfast with Xiang Feifei, a message suddenly appeared on the ID card.

"bite······"
Chapter completed!