Chapter 7 Leave a thought [Happy Dragon Boat Festival~]
Think about it carefully, isn’t this what this Wuxin Ghost Mansion is like?
Specially looking for those extremely evil people, leading them into the ghost mansion, where they will not be able to leave for the rest of their lives.
Isn't it just a prison?
But after thinking for a while, Ye Jingshuang still said:
"Although what the young master said is good, this Wuxin Ghost Mansion is always scary.
"They have gathered a group of monsters and monsters, and the master of the Ghost Mansion has unparalleled martial arts and can deter evil spirits. .
"If this group of people really does something strange... it would be unthinkable."
Jiang Ran nodded, feeling that Wuxin Ghost Mansion was a good place.
It is simply the alchemy furnace of the Supreme Lord.
If I had a chance to go there... maybe it would be better if I could escape death immediately.
However, this matter was too far away after all, so Jiang Ran did not dwell on it and instead asked,
"Then what does this Wuxin Order mean?"
"This... is a token of acceptance from Wuxin Ghost Mansion."
Ye Jingshuang looked at her hand . The Wuxin Ling in it had an ugly expression:
"The token that the Wuxin Palace Master took away from the demon was the Wuxin Ling.
" It is said that Wuxin Ghost Palace will take out the token if it wants to attract those demons into the palace. An unintentional order serves as proof of identity.
"The person who received the order later went with the person who led him, and he has not been seen or heard of in the world since then.
"And these things have been spread one after another over the years.
"I heard that some people have witnessed with their own eyes the scene of Wuxin ghost houses attracting people.
"But it is difficult to tell whether it is true or false.
"However, groundless rumors may not be unfounded..."
"I see."
After hearing these words, Jiang Ran understood why Ye Jingshuang's face changed drastically after hearing the unintentional order.
According to this statement, people who receive the Wuxin Order will be directly taken to the Wuxin Ghost Mansion.
As for Zhang Dongxuan, as the former leader of Tianwang Village, he should be qualified to be taken to Wuxin Ghost Mansion after Tianwang Village was destroyed.
Therefore, it is not surprising that there is a Wuxin Order on his body.
Over the years, he has disappeared, most likely enjoying a moment of peace in the Wuxin Ghost Mansion.
But the strange thing is, if he really went to Wuxin Ghost Mansion, how could he come out?
Seventy years ago, countless people saw what happened to the devil after he came out of the Wuxin Ghost Mansion.
How dare Zhang Dongxuan escape from the ghost house privately?
Isn't he afraid of having his heart ripped out by the palace master?
"So Miss Ye suspects that the affairs of your Ye family are the work of the Wuxingui Mansion?" Jiang
Ran said thoughtfully. If the master of the mansion ordered them to act like this, they would naturally not worry about being punished afterwards. .
Ye Jingshuang nodded slightly, with a solemn expression:
"Although I have doubts, I dare not make a final decision.
"But if this happens, we may not be able to stay here any longer.
"Sir, I have to go to Cangzhou Mansion as soon as possible and find a family friend in my family to explain this matter clearly.
"If Wuxin Gui Mansion really wants to make a difference, then the matter with my Ye family is probably just the beginning.
"Spreading the whole story earlier will allow more fellow Jianghu people to take precautions in advance."
Jiang Ran nodded and looked outside the temple.
Now it was just midnight, and it seemed like the rain would still fall, so he said softly:
"Miss Ye, how are your injuries? Can you still go on your way?"
"Okay."
Ye Jingshuang nodded immediately.
Seeing this, Jiang Ran said nothing more: "Then we'll set off right now."
He packed up his things and put on his clothes. Although they were not completely dry, he could only make do.
He took on the burden again and extinguished the remaining flames.
Finally, he chopped off Zhang Dongxuan's head, took Zhang Dongxuan's black clothes and wrapped them in his hand.
Then he looked at the headless corpse, pondered for a moment, took out a bottle from the bag, opened it and sprinkled the powder inside evenly on the corpse.
Ye Jingshuang looked at this scene and couldn't help but ask,
"Master... who are you?"
"Just a thought."
Jiang Ran smiled slightly, and Ye Jingshuang suddenly understood.
The two people set off immediately, leaving the ruined temple and heading north.
Just as the two people left, it took about a stick of incense.
Two more people came in the night, breaking through the wind.
The person striding forward while performing Qinggong was a great monk with a sinewy face, tall body and holding a crescent shovel.
A pair of eyes are like copper bells, looking around with a fierce glare.
There was another person squatting on his shoulders. This person was short in stature and also dressed in black. Even his face was wrapped in black cloth, with only his eyes and nostrils exposed.
Suddenly the great monk stopped and looked up at the ruined temple:
"Hey, there is another temple here?"
The masked man on his shoulder raised his nose and sniffed, then looked up at the ruined temple:
"Zhang Dongxuan Inside, I smelled his scent.
"Well, there's still the smell of blood..."
"That guy was indeed chasing this way. Was there an accident? "
The monk frowned slightly.
"Hey, Ye Jingshuang is already at the end of his strength, and Zhang Dongxuan's black evil martial arts skills are not fake... How could something go wrong? "
The masked man's eyes flashed with a thief's light.
The great monk nodded: "That's true... and Zhang Dongxuan's thief has profound internal skills, and his pair of iron palms can split mountains and rocks. Even if something unexpected happens, he will suffer a loss. It may not be him. "
Exactly. " The
masked man chuckled and said,
"Could it be that he was lazy here after killing the little girl from the Ye family?" Let's go over there and scare him! "
Let's go! " "
Hearing this, the great monk took a big step forward without hesitation. In a few steps, he was already outside the temple gate.
There was no light in the ruined temple at this time.
However, these two great monks are both extraordinary people. , with sharp ears and eyes, stood outside the temple door and looked intently, and saw a corpse lying in the temple. He
was stunned for a moment. Immediately,
the monk stepped forward quickly, and the short masked man flew directly He went up to the roof.
He was worried that someone would ambush him on the beam.
The monk rushed to the body and took a look:
"It's Zhang Dongxuan. We have fought several times in the house. His iron palms can't escape the Sa family's eyes.
"Grandma Te, why is this little thief so useless?
"Can't even hold a seriously injured girl?
"Instead, someone cut off her head! "
There is no one on the beam. " "
The masked man squatted on the beam of the ruined temple, stretched his nose and smelled randomly:
"The smell of blood, roast chicken... strong alcohol.
"A man's body odor, a woman's orchid fragrance, well, this should be Ye Jingshuang!
" There was a man in this ruined temple at that time... The problem should be here. "
After saying this, he frowned slightly: "But, why is there still a faint medicinal smell? "
I immediately looked around for the source of the smell.
But the great monk scratched his head again and said,
"How did this Dongxuan die? There is so little blood. He was beheaded after death.
"Ha...it's really embarrassing to have your coat taken off."
As he spoke, he used the hand that wasn't holding the crescent shovel to pull open Zhang Dongxuan's lining collar.
This move is to find out why Zhang Dongxuan died.
Corpses often reveal a lot of information. Injuries caused by swords, fists and palms can reveal a certain degree of truth and falsehood from the state of the wounds.
But as soon as he took off Zhang Dongxuan's collar, he heard the man above his head exclaim:
"No, don't touch the body, someone has tampered with his body!!"
"What?"
The great monk's expression changed. He changed his mind and quickly pulled back, but it was already too late.
In the palm of his hand, a purple-black energy was spreading along the meridians.
"What kind of poison is this!?"
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ps: I'm so confused...I just sent a Happy Mid-Autumn Festival...Happy Dragon Boat Festival~~~
(End of this chapter)