The Bao family immortal thought Jiang Yunhe would leave after asking for the road, but he didn't expect that he suddenly spoke up and was stunned for a moment, his body was in a state of uncertainty.

Jiang Yunhe found it very interesting.

The inner activities of Baojiaxian are all in the light and darkness of the body.

It's easier than looking at the face.

"Don't blame the immortal. We have become ghosts and gods after worshipping the descendants. We are ignorant and afraid of defiling the immortal's eyes."

"Isn't this quite sensible? Judging from your words, you have also read books." Jiang Yunhe said with great interest, and his face turned cold after saying that.

"What, what can't be seen?"

"No, no, we have nothing (can't see people)" The Bao family immortal shivered and hurriedly said, "Don't you come out to pay homage to the Supreme Immortal?"

"Suddenly, a few people fell from the tablet.

"We are a rural minority and have seen the immortal."

A middle-aged man, an old woman, and a village woman in her twenties.

Add to the previous old men, there are a total of four.

Jiang Yunhe looked at it and confirmed a certain idea.

Nodded slightly: "There are two more."

Several immortals of the Bao family immediately answered, but in the end, the old man who had been bright and dark all over his body several times before stepped forward and said, "You are the immortals, those two fellow practitioners have returned to their positions."

The so-called return of the true spirit is to remove the soul and only a little true spirit is left to be reincarnated.

In other words, it's dead.

"What's going on?" Jiang Yunhe asked with great difficulty.

The old man bowed and trembled, "A few days ago, the two of them traveled around the mountains and rivers near their nights to drive away wild animals. As a result, several immortals passed by and were killed."

"What kind of monk?" Jiang Yunhe raised his eyebrows.

"I really don't know. Otherwise, I won't see the immortal."

"Really?" Jiang Yunhe asked.

"I dare not deceive the immortal, every sentence of the old man is true."

"It's best if you don't deceive..." Jiang Yunhe glanced at several Baojiaxians and jumped back to the paper crane.

When he arrived in the air, Jiang Yunhe glanced down a few more times, thought about it in his heart, and continued to go to Xiaoyu Mountain.

Half of what Bao Jiaxian said was true, and the other half was false.

It is true that the other two Bao Jiaxian were killed by someone.

The others are fake.

He saw something familiar in the old man.

It looks a bit like Youming Yin.

It's slightly different, but some parts are exactly the same.

He didn't pay attention at first, after all, he was not familiar with Bao Jiaxian, and he suddenly remembered it before leaving.

Facts also proved that his caution was correct.

The other three Baojiaxian also have this kind of data similar to the Netherworld citation.

In addition, two Baojiaxians were beaten and killed, which made Jiang Yunhe some speculation.

Those people from heretics should have come.

Although I don’t know what they are doing, these Baojiaxian should be controlled.

...

Jiang Yunhe had just left, and the immortals of the Bao family looked at each other, their bodies were full of light and darkness.

"Master Liu, why don't you tell the Supreme Immortal the truth? Maybe..." Bao Jiaxian, who looked like a village woman in her twenties, spoke.

"So what if I tell you? What can he do alone? Or can he stay? Don't forget that we have all been planted with means. As long as there is only one idea, we will have to be like Liuwa, and our souls will be scattered!" the old man sighed.

"The man said that if there were other monks' whereabouts, he would report them. Besides, the man seemed to have seen something just now." The old woman reminded and warned.

Old Liu nodded, turned around and took out a stick of incense from under the shelf to ignite it.

After half a stick of incense, a young man in green robe with a frivolous look fell into the ancestral hall: "What did you discover when you light the incense of letters?"

The man in green robe is not very strong, and he can only build a bridge. He is a good player in the county town, but it is nothing near the county town.

However, the strength of several Baojiaxian is not even as good as that of him, and his life is hanged in the hands of others, and he quickly told what happened just now.

"What clothes are he wearing? What is his appearance? Are you sure he is suspicious?" the young man asked repeatedly.

"The young old man and the others are all rural people, but how could you know what the immortals think? But he suddenly made us appear and asked about Liu Wa and Liu Shi again. I felt that he might be suspicious of something. Otherwise, how could a noble immortal care about us ordinary people?" Liu Lao said repeatedly.

Although he didn't have much knowledge, he ate enough rice and lived long enough, and he had some careful thoughts.

"Xiaoyushan is right, it's done well."

"Super Immortal..." The old woman suddenly spoke carefully: "Can you let us go?"

"When the matter is finished, I will naturally let you go. Otherwise, why are you keeping your useless people? What other uses do you have?" The green-robed young man had a sarcastic smile in his eyes.

...

Jiang Yunhe lowered the height of the Fire Kitchen paper crane and walked around several hills. He first found several steps that were almost buried by weeds, and then saw a farmhouse covered by the woods.

Jiang Yunhe jumped to the ground and collected the paper crane before turning around to look at it. The village was not small, but it was already broken. There were mottled spots on the wall from time to time. Weeds were everywhere outside the wall, and even the tops of the wall were covered with weeds.

Some of the original formations have long lost their effect, leaving only a few traces.

In terms of area, at least there were more than 100 people at the peak, but it has declined a long time ago.

If it weren't for the news, anyone would see that it would be ruins.

Jiang Yunhe knocked on the door and waited for a long time but no one came to open it. So he simply climbed over the wall and went in.

The yard is also full of weeds, and weeds emerge from the cracks in the stone slabs.

Bypassing the shadow wall, there is an open-door hall, which is empty and nothing is left.

Jiang Yunhe stood at the door and looked around, and suddenly looked to one side. He saw lush and lush behind the wall, and the branches of trees were poking in from the wall.

"Come out." Jiang Yunhe said.

After waiting for a while, Jiang Yunhe said, "I have no ill intentions. The shopkeeper of Xianshi Bookstore asked me to come."

As soon as he said this, a serene voice came out, and a young man jumped onto the wall and looked at him with a vigilant look on his face.

"Who are you?"

"child……"

The boy looked like he was twelve or thirteen years old, his skin was bronzed, he looked strong, his clothes were clean, and his hair was neatly combed.

"Zichen Sect, have you heard of it?" Jiang Yunhe had a gentle expression.

As one of the three major sects of the Righteous Way of Wansheng Kingdom, as long as you have something to do with the world of cultivation, even a child knows this name.

And Zichen Sect has a good reputation.

The boy's eyes lit up a little when he heard this.

"Are you from Zichen Sect?"

"Jiang Yunhe, who is here for something, wants to ask."

I heard that it was a disciple of Zichen Sect. Seeing that Jiang Yunhe looked gentle, the young man put aside his guard and jumped off the wall: "What are you asking?"

Jiang Yunhe looked behind him, and there should be someone there.

"A pretty smart little guy." Jiang Yunhe smiled, knowing why he looked dilapidated here.

I got the news and found it specifically, and I walked around the air before I found it.

If other monks pass by in the air, they will think they are a long-destroyed farm.

It is not easy for two children of this age to survive here.

The most dangerous thing for them is the monks and monsters.

"Do you know the origin of this book?" Jiang Yunhe took out "The Story of the Night".

The boy saw the cover clearly and his eyes suddenly turned red. He thought he was thinking of something.

"I sold this, what do you ask for this?"

"I'm very interested in the author of this book. Do you know where this book comes from?"

The boy thought for a while and waved behind him: "Ling'er".

There was a rustling sound outside the wall, and then a little girl gently climbed over the wall.

She is younger than the boy, but she is only eight or nine years old. She is dressed up with a short lace like a boy, and her hair is simply tied up.

The little girl jumped down and walked to the boy, looking at Jiang Yunhe curiously.

The boy pulled the little girl and suddenly knelt down: "Please accept us as disciples of the immortal."

He had no idea about Jiang Yunhe's strength and identity, but the three words "Zichen Sect" were enough to make him take the risk.
Chapter completed!