"Eat it."

Zi Mo stared at the palm of his hand for a long time, then swallowed the incense pill in one gulp.

When Zi Mo looked back, Yan Song had already gone far away. She didn't know when she started to realize that the two of them had gradually become different. This change started after returning from Jintang Village.

Yan Song kept a distance from her intentionally or unintentionally, and sometimes his supervision was not as strict as usual. If she wanted to run away now, she would have a chance to slip away from Yan Song's nose.

After thinking about it, Zi Mo shook his head and went to find Jiao Sui.

Yihefang is very big. During the altar meeting, all the gods gathered in the central hall. So when Zimo entered Yihefang, he only knew the layout and structure of the central hall, but Jiao Sui seemed not to be there.

Zi Mo sat for a while and saw that there seemed to be a door in the corner of the main hall, and there was a faint light coming from the small doors.

Is Jiao Sui inside?

She stared in that direction and saw no movement. She walked to the door and was about to open it when two female officials walked up.

"Priest Zimo, please stop!"

"This is Lord Jiao Sui's hidden palace. No one is allowed to enter. Please forgive me, Priest Zimo. Lord Jiao Sui is in the alley in the city. I have already sent the message. Lord Jiao Sui will come to see you within two sticks of incense."

you."

The female officer's eyebrows were curved, and she seemed to be easy to talk to. Her eyes were so cold that she was trembling. Zi Mo took back his hand on the door and nodded with a smile.

She has an intuition.

This hidden palace may have something to do with her.

Out of politeness, she suppressed this intuition in her heart, thinking that since Jiao Sui was in the alley in the city, she could go find her in person instead of letting Jiao Sui run back and forth.

With this thought in mind, she walked out of Yihefang.

Passing by a shop, she seemed to see a familiar figure. After shaking her eyes for a moment, the figure disappeared. After walking a few steps, Zi Mo looked back warily, and a long sword was suddenly pressed against her heart.

It’s Gunmu!

"What do you mean?"

She stepped back, but the sword did not relax at all. She took a step back, and the sword came closer. Gunmu held the sword and looked at himself, looking at her with cold eyes.

No matter how you look at it, it’s strange.

"Put your sword down first, and if you have something to say, say it carefully..."

She gently pressed the tip of the sword down, thinking that she had never provoked Gun Mu before. Ever since they parted ways in Jintang Village, the two of them had never seen each other again. What was the purpose of Gun Mu's visit?

"Take me to the woman wearing the Liuying armor." This sentence is not a question, but an affirmation, a very confident affirmation.

Zi Mo wondered in her heart, Gunmu had asked her this question several times, but the answer was the same every time. If he didn't give up, he would just force her with a sword.

"I don't know. If there is news, I will tell you as soon as possible." Migri from the altar meeting, in the dream of the nightmare beast, she saw something as the priest Gunmu, a man in red.

The female general and the wind feather sword.

If the guess is correct, the red-clothed general is the armored woman that Gunmu has been looking for. There must be some connection between the armored woman and the Feng Ling Sword. Thinking about this, Zimo looked at Gunmu.

"Sympathy for Kong."

After a pause, she continued: "The Feng Ling Sword of Sympathy for Kong may be related to the person you are looking for. The sword spirit may know something. It called you master the first time it saw you. You two should be old friends.

It’s just that you forgot.”

Gun Mu obviously listened, but he still had a stern face. He raised his eyes and Gun Mu said coldly: "The armored woman is in the hands of Yan Song." This tone was extremely certain. If he was not completely sure, Gun Mu would

Mu will not use weapons with her at all.

"I don't know this. Even if it's in his hands, why are you looking for him? Why are you looking for me? I can't protect myself now and can't help you." Zi Mo said helplessly.

"You have colluded with him a long time ago. I don't believe you. Now come with me to show sympathy to Kong and Sword Spirit."

Without saying a word, Gun Mu flew her into Sympathy Kong. The stone wall hung with weapons still stood in its old position, and the Feng Ling Sword was hung in the most conspicuous place, faintly shining with light.

Gun Mu took off the Feng Ling Sword and threw the sword to the ground. The sword spirit shook out from the sword body. The sword spirit circled around in the air several times in a daze. The moment it saw Gun Mu, its eyes suddenly lit up and he shouted.

: "Master! You're here again!"

Gun Mu mentioned the sword spirit and said solemnly: "Why do you call me master? Is this Feng Ling Sword related to a woman wearing Liuying armor? Is it also... related to me?"

"Do you know where the armored woman is now, and how can I find her?"

"What is the connection between the armored woman and me? She has always been in my mind, always a shadow. What is going on?" Gun Mu's body was trembling, and there was an inexplicable sadness in his eyes.

"Master, please speak slowly. You ask so many questions at once and I can't answer them. In fact, I haven't been transformed for a long time. I don't know what you asked..."

"But there should be sword consciousness in Feng Ling Sword. It will be clear if I take you in. Just wait for me."

After the sword spirit finished speaking, he flew into the Fengling Sword again. Now that he had found the news about the woman in armor, there was no use for her to stay here.

She had just walked a few steps when she was suddenly stopped by Gun Mu. Gun Mu glared at her and said, "You and I will enter the Sword Sense together."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the sword spirit emitting a mist-like thing, and his vision was lost for a moment. She seemed to have come to another world. Zi Mo shook his head, and the dizziness slowly subsided.

What you can see is a long bridge, and the sky is almost dusk.

Zi Mo suddenly thought of something. She turned around, but there was no one around her. Gun Mu was gone. The pedestrians on the long bridge were lonely, and there was no shadow of Gun Mu.

The sword spirit's voice suddenly sounded, "Your key word is sneaky." With just one sentence, the sword spirit fell silent.

Sneaky?

What's sneaky?

These two words left Zi Mo scratching her head. Suddenly her hand was filled with stars, and a jade pendant suddenly appeared. There were some things she couldn't understand written on the jade pendant, something about being sneaky and causing trouble, something about a newly minted priest...

After combing through these words, Zi Mo finally understood her current situation and had to accept the fact that this jade pendant was equivalent to her guiding talisman. She could only leave here according to the information and prompts above, otherwise she would not be able to leave.

Sword sense.

What bad luck.

It didn't matter that Gun Mu entered Sword Sense to find someone, it was a complete accident that she was thrown in.

She has nothing to do with the armored woman at all, but it is precisely for this reason that Sword Sense was unable to identify her identity, so she was thrown into a vision spell at will.

Zi Mo said bad luck three times, then accepted the reality and carefully considered what was on the jade hanging.

There were only a few people in a tea shop on the street, and the crowds nearby were also a lot thinner. On the mahogany table facing the street, a person shook his cup and poured another cup. When he raised his hand and moved slightly, the Fuze bell fell on his waist.

Half a sound.

With two more sticks of incense left, and the sky getting dark, it’s time to leave, Zi Mo thought to himself.

It turns out that there is a small temple not far from here. It has been dilapidated and deserted for a long time, but strange phenomena have suddenly occurred in recent days.

The reason is not that the priest in the temple suddenly appeared. It is said that the evil spirit is causing trouble. A few evil spirits are entrenched in this ruined temple, causing a lot of harm to people.

If it weren't for the evil spirits disturbing the people and dragging and eating dozens of people outside the temple, making the nearby people panic, the street would not be so deserted.

Zi Mo sighed and drank the tea in one gulp, wishing that he could immediately put the evil spirit into his bag and crush it to pieces so that he could leave here as soon as possible.

When she looked outside again, she suddenly met the eyes of a person. The person stared at her for a long time without making any move. It was especially eye-catching on the street.

Zi Mo's heart skipped a beat.

It is well known to all women and children that evil spirits are at work here. At this time, he is still wandering on the street. Either he has a good destiny or he is seeking death as a target. Is this person really not afraid of death?

With the righteous intention of saving a life and getting one step closer to ascension, Zi Mo stopped him and reminded him in a gentle voice: "There are evil spirits harming people at night. You'd better go home quickly, lest you lose your life in vain."

After a silent silence, Zi Mo looked him up and down. Seeing that he was dressed in a sloppy manner, he felt quite emotional. Before he said "Are you asking for a bowl of water?", the man smiled and said, "I

Don't be afraid of being sneaky, I am a priest."

The long robe was torn into strips of cloth, hanging piece by piece on the body, and fell down after taking two steps. This silly man, holding a "fortune-telling" flag in one hand and grabbing strips of clothing with the other, actually claimed to be a priest.

Zi Mo disagrees.

He might be a liar from somewhere, a newcomer who is not yet familiar with the art of deception, or a beggar who has become a monk in the middle of the road. He will play tricks on him for a while to beg for food. Zi Mo only looked at him sideways, thinking that he was funny and didn't bother to talk to him.

.

But he persisted and said: "I am really a priest, the last one in this world."

The banner was swinging flamboyantly in his hand, but suddenly it tilted. The banner slipped from the pole and fell onto his shoulder. He began to tie the banner as if no one was watching.

Zi Mo: "..."

Him: "It's funny."

Zi Mo smiled and asked: "Priests know magic, can you? I will believe it if you change it for me."

He said: "Of course I can, you see."

He freed up his right hand and made a few gestures in the air to make a circle. When he landed again, sure enough...

Sure enough there was nothing.

He frowned and said, "I can't change. I'm a little hungry. I don't have the strength to change when I'm hungry."

Zi Mo thought to himself: "I have taken such a long detour just to ask for water and food."

So he ordered a few plates of snacks and threatened with a half-smile: "If you sit over here and eat my food, you will do some magic for me, or I won't let you go."

As soon as he said this, the Fuze bell on his waist beat rapidly, like a living thing struggling up and down. Zi Mo touched it with his hand, and the bell-like sound turned into a peaceful and empty sound.
To be continued...