Yao Ranran separated from them, returned home alone and closed the door.
Dressed in white, he appeared quietly. Mu Jialing carefully stamped the seal on the door and clasped his hands together.
"Amitabha, I hope the fairy will not blame the young monk. The young monk followed the fairy all the way, just to ensure the fairy's safety, with no other intentions... Yanjiabao is treacherous and changeable, and the fairy has a pure heart, which is different from everyone else. This situation is difficult to solve , Fairies are very important to the young monk..."
"The young monk has nothing to ask for, I just hope that the fairy can sleep peacefully tonight..."
"Amitabha……"
Yao Ranran touched the tip of her ear and yawned, "Okay, Buddha, don't worry, with the protection of your seal, I will sleep well tonight!"
There was a sudden sound of stumbling footsteps outside the door.
Mu Jialing stepped on the fallen leaves and panicked into the bamboo forest planted nearby, her face flushed.
Has she listened to everything?!
…
"Xiang Yin is gone!" Yao Ranran searched the entire yard in surprise, but could not find any trace of Tang Xiang Yin.
"It's so late, Xiangyin will not fail to return home!"
After being together for so long, Yao Ranran knew Tang Xiangyin's work and rest time very well.
At this time, Tang Xiangyin will not run around.
Something must have happened to her!
Yao Ranran's heart tightened.
Just out of the door, hundreds of millions of wealth in the family disappeared!
Who stole Xiangyin??
Yao Ranran lay on the bed angrily, thinking about the most likely thief to steal Xiangyin.
"By the way, tomorrow is the sacrificial ceremony, and everyone in Yanjiabao will participate. Then I will only need to smell the smell on their bodies to know whether they have had contact with Xiangyin!"
Yao Ranran felt much relieved when she thought of this.
Yanjiabao was so big, she didn't believe she couldn't find Tang Xiangyin!
The night was like ink, smearing the sky.
Within the high red wall, shadows flowed, and it was eerily quiet.
The next day.
Yao Ranran went out early.
Yanjiabao corner.
Pei Xianqiao and He Huatao met again.
"Brother He, we should take this opportunity to check out Old Man Yang's home!"
"Did you come up with this idea to kill us? Who doesn't know that if you break into the Yan family's courtyard, you will be killed by the mysterious power!" The female nun next to He Huatao cursed Pei Xianqiao.
Others also echoed in fear: "That's right, we don't dare to touch the Yan family's things anymore!"
He Huatao looked heavy and said in a hoarse voice: "Sister Qiaoqiao, I have sent people to the old man Yang's house you mentioned a long time ago..."
"He died and left nothing behind."
He Huatao endured the pain and did not want to face Pei Xianqiao's eyes.
"Brother He..." Pei Xianqiao felt as uncomfortable as him.
She doesn't want anyone to continue to die.
"Brother He, fellow Taoists, please believe me once. Today is different. A sacrificial ceremony is being held in Yanjiabao. Everyone will participate in the sacrificial ceremony. There will be no one at Old Yang's house. Moreover, it is daytime and the sky is bright. It’s time for us to fight back!”
Pei Xianqiao worked hard to convince everyone.
Yu Wei and Shen Fang, who were traveling with her, stood beside her to support her, "We believe in Junior Sister Pei! We have never suffered a loss in the days of working with Junior Sister Pei!"
He Huatao looked at her silently.
"Give it a try!"
He Huatao turned to face his teammates, "Who is willing to go to Old Yang's house with me?"
Rogue cultivators, you look at me and I look at you, but they are all hesitant.
Pei Xianqiao relaxed her voice and said: "Everyone, I will not risk your lives to investigate the situation of Old Yang's family. I have a magic weapon in my hand that can help us check the situation of Elder Yang's family!"
"Magic weapon?" Some casual cultivators were surprised.
Pei Xianqiao nodded confidently, "Yes, I have a first-level magic weapon, the Paper Blessing Man, which can withstand a strike from the real person Jin Dan. It is perfect to use it to find out the news at this time!"
"Let's go!"
"As long as you don't let us die, we will believe you!"
Pei Xianqiao got his wish and got the support of the casual cultivators.
She showed a smile and led a group of people to take a detour to the door of Old Yang's house.
"Sister Qiaoqiao, this old man surnamed Yang is a unique existence in Yanjiabao. We have been here for a few days, and no one has ever seen his true face... Those who have seen him have died... Are you sure you want to use Zhifu Man?
"?" He Huatao looked at her solemnly.
Pei Xianqiao's gaze was unwavering, "Brother He, Qiaoqiao is not afraid!"
"I will possess the first-level magic weapon Zhi Fu's body. No matter how powerful the person behind Yanjiabao is, they can't hurt me in the slightest!" Mr. Shang said to her leisurely.
Pei Xianqiao calmly replied through the message: "Thank you for your hard work, Mr. Shang! But it's best to be careful in everything. If Mr. Shang encounters a strong enemy, please come back as soon as possible. Your body has not fully recovered yet, so it is not suitable to face the enemy head-on."
"I understand."
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Pei Xianqiao summoned the first-level magic weapon Zhi Fu Ren.
The happy-looking paper man fell to the ground from the palm of her hand, twisted his buttocks and instantly grew into the size of a five-year-old child, playfully sticking out his thin red tongue in front of everyone.
While everyone's attention was focused on the paper futon, Pei Xianqiao quickly took a look at the invisible ring.
Shang Lao formed a thin cloud of gray mist and got into the body of Zhi Fu Man.
"Sister Qiaoqiao, if something happens to Zhifu Man inside, you must cut off contact with him as soon as possible!" He Huatao warned worriedly.
Pei Xianqiao nodded sweetly, "I understand, little sister."
Mr. Shang turned the paper man's back to He Huatao and twisted his butt, secretly saying: Brat, I'm still inside the man! Pei Yatou won't give up on me!
He Huatao looked at the movements of the paper man and was startled, "It... what is it doing?"
The corner of Pei Xianqiao's mouth twitched, "It's nothing, that's just what a paper bag is like, I'll let it in immediately!"
Pei Xianqiao pretended to use magic tricks to control the paper futon, and Shang Lao followed up with a tacit understanding, jumped over the wall, and entered the courtyard.
After a while, Pei Xianqiao received a message from Mr. Shang.
"It's nothing more than that, you can't even get in... bang bang!"
"Mr. Shang? Mr. Shang?" Before Pei Xianqiao had time to be happy, he heard the sound of heavy objects hitting him.
"...Help!" Mr. Shang's old voice came out quickly.
Pei Xianqiao suddenly panicked and tried hard to recall the person in charge of the funeral.
"What's wrong? Did something happen inside?" He Huatao and the others stared at her nervously.
Pei Xianqiao was sweating on the tip of her nose, and the contact between Zhifu and her suddenly disappeared. She had no time to answer the questions of He Huatao and others, and was pushed back several feet by the backlash of the magic weapon.
"Sister Qiaoqiao!"
"Junior sister Pei!"
Everyone exclaimed.
He Huatao ducked and hugged her.
Pei Xianqiao raised her right hand anxiously, and the ring on her middle finger had a slight crack, and her expression immediately changed drastically.
"Run away, it's very dangerous inside!"
Mr. Shang followed her through many secret realms, and this was the first time that the ring itself had cracks!
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