"Did you hear that a mortal girl came to the pavilion?"

Yunli, who had barely overcome her psychological shadow after three days of mental construction, heard a deep and mysterious voice as soon as she went out.

Mortal girl?

That Mo You! It was about Mo Qishan, and her heart suddenly lifted. She looked up and saw three Qi-training disciples gathered under the big banyan tree outside her yard, whispering.

Hearing this, the small-eyed monk on the side rolled his eyes and said disdainfully: "There is nothing strange about a group of handymen in Xiaodong Village at Liulin Bay who have not yet introduced Qi into their bodies."

The round-faced monk Yan Liu looked disdainful, "Those handymen who have never even heard of Canye Pavilion's name, can they be considered as people in the pavilion? I'm talking about Qinghe River Valley. Yesterday I went to the task hall to hand in the task, and I saw

Miss Lan Shu and an eight or nine-year-old mortal girl came out of the mission hall."

"How is it possible?" The other two people were extremely surprised and couldn't believe it. The disciples in the pavilion first introduced Qi into their bodies at Liulin Bay or Xiaodong Village above the Qing River Valley, and officially became monks. After passing the test, they could enter the Qing River Valley and become monks.

A yellow-level killer.

Yunli thought for a while, and listening secretly seemed like she had something up her sleeve. Instead of walking over openly and openly, it was human nature to love gossip, and there was nothing wrong with it. So she stepped forward and asked curiously: "This blue book

Who is the lady?"

"You don't even know Miss Lan Shu?!" The target of Yanliu's contempt immediately changed to Yunli. The small-eyed monk Kongshishi beside him had no empathy at all for being a fallen person in Tianya, and he also began to despise Yunli.

experience.

Yunli rolled her eyes secretly and pointed to the iron pattern on her right shoulder, "I'm new here."

Yan Liu suddenly understood, put away the disdain on his face, and explained to her in a few words, "Miss Lan Shu is the youngest daughter of the deputy pavilion master, and is responsible for all matters concerning our yellow-level killers."

It turned out to be their immediate boss, Yunli suddenly realized, and then realized that something was wrong. The mission three days ago was mainly composed of Xuan-level killers. Jing Shisan, the Earth-level killer, was in charge, and they, the Huang-level ones, were there to kill them.

Kong Shiwu came over and gossiped: "But I heard that Miss Lan Shu is actually the illegitimate daughter of the pavilion master."

"Pavilion Master?" Yunli exclaimed.

Yan Liu scolded in a low voice: "Keep your voice down!"

Yunli covered her mouth and nodded. She had been coming to Canye Pavilion for a while. The top management they had seen was the old man who distributed Devil May Cry pills that day. Canye Pavilion's left guardian, Mang Zhong, who was the master of the pavilion?

The deputy pavilion master only heard his name but never met him.

Looking around, she asked: "Why do you say that?"

Yunli's reaction made Kong Shishi realize that he had regained 10%, and he immediately got excited, "You know Miss Lan Shu's guard, he is Zhenren Jing Shisan. It is said that he was promoted by the Pavilion Master and is a close confidant of the Pavilion Master.

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Yunli nodded. It was indeed unreasonable for the pavilion master's cronies to serve as guards for the deputy pavilion master's daughter. Is there really something fishy about it?

The fire of gossip in her heart also began to burn brightly. Another thin monk, Yan Twelve, was already impatient. After he finished teaching her, he immediately urged Yan Liu, "Tell me about that little mortal girl."

Yunli was so upset that she almost forgot about the business. She was here to inquire about Mo You and Mo Qishan.

Yanliu suppressed his voice and said excitedly: "According to a distant cousin of mine who is on duty next to Miss Lan Shu, this little girl's name is Mo You, and she is a member of the Shuangjiang tribe, one of the four great killers."

"Juesha!" The person who exclaimed this time was Yan Twelve. Juesha has always been a particularly mysterious existence in Canye Pavilion. Except for the Zuo Protector Mang Zhong who manages everything, the other three Juesha have never shown up.

The level of mystery is no less than that of the Pavilion Master.

But now the clansman who wanted to kill Shuangjiang actually appeared. The curiosity of several people was about to arouse, and they all held their breath and listened to the smoke coming.

"It is said that this Shuangjiang is from Jincheng, his surname is Mo. He disappeared for some reason a few years ago, and even the cabinet does not know his whereabouts. Last month, he suddenly received a transmission message from his tribe asking for help. Guess what?"

The three of them naturally asked cooperatively: "What's going on?"

He took a breath and said with a bit of fear, "More than a hundred members of the Mo family died violently one after another in just a few days for unknown reasons."

"Sudden death?!" The eyes of the three of them were about to pop out. Who was so arrogant and dared to attack the tribesmen who killed Canye Pavilion? The whole family was killed suddenly. What a great hatred!

This way of death, is it possible that someone drugged you?

The next moment Yanliu's words negated their suspicions, "Yes, the muscles and veins all over the body are disordered, and the blood vessels are congested and ruptured. At first, the Mo family thought it was poisoning, but they could not find the source."

His voice unconsciously became deeper, "Later, some of the in-laws of the Mo family also developed this symptom one after another, and they all died suddenly."

"ah!"

The three of them were so shocked that they couldn't speak. After a long time, Yunli rolled his eyes and asked, "The Mo family should have servants. How are their servants?"

Yanliu nodded, "The blame lies here. None of the servants of the Mo family are fine. Those in-laws who are in trouble are also people related to the Mo family by blood."

Kong Shishi's eyes widened, "What's going on? Only the Mo family is in trouble, isn't it a curse?"

Yan Liuyi patted his head and suddenly realized, "It's very possible."

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that this was the right idea. The servants living under the same roof were fine, but blood relatives who were far apart also showed the same symptoms. Only a mysterious curse could explain such a strange thing.

Got it.

"Didn't the witchcraft and Gu sect be exterminated thousands of years ago? How come there is still a curse!" Kong Shiwu looked frightened. The magic of witchcraft and Gu was so strange and unpredictable that it was difficult to guard against it.

Thousands of years ago, under the leadership of the then giant Yaoguang sect, almost all sects participated in the operation to exterminate the Wu Gu sect. Under the siege of monks from all over the continent, the Wu Gu sect was completely extinct.

"It's said to be extinct, but who knows if there will be any remnants."

Yan Liu had an expression that said, "You are still too young." Those powerful and upright people from well-known families may appear to be upright, fair and strict on the surface, but they don't know what they are like in private!

If the art of witchcraft and Gu is in the hands of others, it is naturally a wicked way, and everyone will get it and punish it. But if it is in one's own hands, then it is strength, and it means that it is not the art but the person who is evil.

Yan Twelve frowned. After thinking carefully, he caught the loophole and said, "That's not right. Didn't you say that everyone with the blood of the Mo family is dead? What happened to that little girl?"

Kong Shishi's little eyes rolled around, and he said with a bad smile: "Could it be that she is not actually a member of the Mo family, but a wife of the Mo family who stole..."

Yan Liu and Yan Twelve understood in seconds, and smiled knowingly.

Yunli thought of the purple-red blood vessels on Mo You's body and frowned. She must be of Mo family blood.

She had symptoms but did not die suddenly. Calculating time, she had been in this condition for at least a month. How did she do it?

After finishing the gossip, Yan Liu shook his round head and said with emotion: "I wonder how Shuang Sheng will feel when he comes back and finds that all his clan members are gone?"

Yunli blinked. It turned out that they didn't know that Mo Qishan was dead. So, they were safe for the time being.

Even if Mo Qishan is killed, if he dies, he will be of little use to the pavilion. With the cold blood of Can Ye Pavilion, they will never help him take care of any remaining clan members.

Since the pavilion specially brought Mo You to take care of him, it means that they didn't know that Mo Qishan was dead.

There is also the Blood Ming Kung Fu. Mo Qishan is the killer of Can Ye Pavilion. Didn’t he redeem his technique from the pavilion?

Thinking back to the unspoken words in Chapter Thirteen of Night Scene that he was determined to win, could this Blood Underworld Kung Fu have a great background?

Some doubts were solved, but there were even more doubts in my mind.

Oops, I almost forgot that she was going to the market to exchange spiritual rice for food. Yunli hurriedly said goodbye to the three of them and hurried to the market.

Most of the disciples below the Foundation Establishment stage do not have fasting, so the pavilion provides various spiritual meals for redemption.

Storage bags are great because they are insulated from air and won't spoil even if you exchange them for a year's worth of food at once.

Spiritual meals are various kinds of spiritual rice, spiritual vegetables and specially processed monster meat. They are made by specialized spiritual chefs. The price is very expensive, and most of their contribution points are spent on it.

In addition to spiritual meals, there are also cheap bigu pills that can satisfy your hunger. One bigu pill costs 10 contribution points and can last for three days. It makes you feel full and is very cost-effective.

However, it was extremely unpalatable, without any taste, and it tasted so chewy that Yunli's nose and eyes wrinkled up, and she couldn't swallow it even after trying for a long time.

After experiencing it once, they could only tearfully give up the high-quality and low-priced Bigu Pills and donate all their savings to the spiritual chef in the market.
Chapter completed!