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　　 The banquet is over, and the night is deep.

The light of the full moon was gradually buried by thin clouds. The table in front of the fairy statue was put away. Several people swept the melon peels scattered on the ground with broomsticks. Plant things into the rucksack before leaving.

　　 "It’s cold tonight. I have a thin cotton coat that was just sewn a while ago. Let’s put it on Xiaozhu. It’s also cold all night after waiting in the ancestral hall."

　　 "No, freshly fried sweet potato chips, Xiaozhu's favorite eats this. Even if you become a fairy, you still have to eat this sweet potato chip."

　　 "Let him take this small bag of freshly dried orange peels. The child has a good nose, and occasionally using this rub can relieve it..."

　　 The orange-red light in the house was cast on the ground through the window rails, and the shadows of people holding various objects came and went, and the sound of footsteps kicked.

　　 "By the way, Xiaozhu is gone, we have to help settle down the little couple he brought, and take my two quilts over to them."

　　 "The room they live in seems to have no extra lamp oil, right? My house is still a bit..."

　　 The voice of the people outside the house tell me what you say, all sorts of decorations were sent to a small room by the village in an orderly manner, oil lamps... quilts... It was Jiang Ling and Han Jiangchen who were picked up and sneaked in.

　　 "This is the lamp oil given by Uncle Li...This is the quilt given by Aunt Wang...You two are welcome, just use it."

　　 The aunt who sent them in introduced them very enthusiastically, and stroked their backs with her fingers, as if she was touching the invisible hair on their bodies.

　　 "Hey, the ‘gas’ on both of you is a bit knotted, right? You are tired from the journey. The aunt will not bother you anymore. Rest early."

　　 After she finished speaking, she turned on the light in the room, turned her head and closed the door, leaving only the two Han and Jiang in the room with big and small eyes.

　　 After the banquet was over, Su Yuzhu, who had obtained the qualifications for this year's practice, was sent to the ancestral hall according to the rules. Together with the elders, he waited for "Taozi" to pick him up to "Kunlun Mountain."

　　According to the previous doubts, the two originally wanted to follow them quietly, especially paying attention to the "elder" who had a childlike appearance. But these villagers and thieves couldn't bear to worry about them. As soon as the banquet broke up, the whole village began to give them a place to live at night.

　　 The eyes of the crowd were in full view, and it was not easy to use spiritual power. The two could only cooperate with them on the surface first, and in the end they were thrown into the room under Su Yu Zhukong.

　　 The room is very small and the decoration is very dilapidated. The footsteps and human voices outside are still clearly audible through the wall.

"Hey, Xiao Zhu has been working hard. He hasn't spent much time in the village in the past few years. He has been seeking opportunities. I have said that he should be favored by immortals. Now there will be one more immortal cultivator in the younger generation of our village. By..."

　　 "But when I was eating just now, I heard Xiaozhu say that in the past two years, many people outside seem to have begun to practice? What is the name of the person who taught them... Xiuxian University?"

　　 "University? What then?"

"I don't know, but I heard from Xiaozhu that it is specially designed to teach mortals to practice. It doesn't look at their aptitude and can't see themselves. They also came up with a group of powerful cultivators, all with a unified name called'college students'... This seems to stimulate the child a lot."

　　 "Don't think too much about it, even if that ‘university’ can be taught, what can the group of mortals out there do?"

　　 "Don't say that, you see, isn't the young Jiang who came this time also a mortal?"

　　 "Isn't it because it was favored by our Kunlun Daozi? In my opinion, even if this group of mortals outside can practice cultivation, it is probably just taking advantage of the outside spiritual energy to come out and mess around, how can they be compared to real immortals?"

　　 "That's right. Not to mention the real deity, wait for Xiaozhu and the others to repair it, take us down the mountain, and open their eyes."

　　 "......"

　　The life outside the wall gradually faded away. Only then did Han and Jiang regain their attention and focus on the layout of the room.

The layout of the room is in keeping with the rustic and retro style of the village. Except for the mirrors on the wall and a few small wooden tables for storage, there is only a one-and-a-half-meter-wide wooden bed next to the bed, and the surface of the bed is covered with thin cotton. , Under the bed is a drawer that can be opened and closed, and neat clothes are placed.

　　 There are no clocks, no TVs, no modern traces, even the old-fashioned unplugged oil lamps are used.

　　 Although the dormitory in the school is quite retro, after a group of students headed by Xiao Youyu, the problem of plugging in and connecting to the Internet has always been solved. Now this arrangement makes people feel that they are back before liberation overnight.

　　 Did that young man named Su Yuzhu grow up in such an environment?

　　 The two of them looked around, pasted silent notes to isolate the voice of the room, carefully checked the interior layout, and after confirming that there were no traps, they slowly took their hands away.

　　 glanced at each other, the same question was written in all four eyes—

Now how to do?

　　Before they came here, they had anticipated many extreme conflict situations, such as the other party's failure to hand in information, not letting into the village, violent actions, violent actions, and violent actions...

　　 But in the end, the way these people hindered them was to eat and sleep.

Contrary to the complex situation previously envisaged, this group of spirits is simply too innocent. Facing their "Kunlun Daozi" under the command, they are picking vegetables and drinking wine, and giving quilts to their clothes. They have no chance at all. Ask for information.

　　 If it is an ordinary person, that's all, but the perception of this group of spiritual people is better than that of dogs. Even if there is a foundation to build a foundation, if you want to completely avoid these dozens of eyes and ears to take action in the village without doing anything, it is no less difficult than dealing with the Yin Soldiers of the First Emperor's Mausoleum.

　　 "...Forget it, if you can't take the initiative, just wait passively."

　　 Jiang Ling sighed in the end, went up and sat on the wooden bed, muttering in a low voice.

"All in all, these people don't know anything about the outside world, but they all believe in a guy called the'Kunlun True Man'. They look forward to going to the'Taozi' under his hand to practice and treat all their fellow travelers as family... Tomorrow morning, that kid will be sent there too."

"It's not easy to act now. After the rest of the night, when everyone else is asleep, I will control the night watchman with Imperial Heart and let him take us to the ancestral hall to see what the Kunlun Daozi is doing. "

　　 She thought about the situation now: "Before this, just as they said, pretend to be rested here, so as not to arouse suspicion."

　　 That "elder" gave her an extremely weird sense of oppression. It was precisely because he was with Su Yuzhu that she didn't dare to secretly leave tracking charms on the young man. As a result, I can only find a way to control the people in the village to inquire about the situation.

　　 Han Jiangchen replied, and glanced at the bed: "You can go to bed first, I'll watch the night."

　　 "Vigil?" Jiang Ling rolled her eyelids, "I said that I should rest and wait passively. What night are I watching?"

　　 "...Then I sleep on the ground."

"What's this? I lay down on the bed and let my younger generation sleep on the ground. It spread out that I thought college was bullying the lower grades." Jiang Ling patted the bed, "Besides, this bed is big enough to sleep two people. Don't. Say so much, come up to sleep quickly, is it possible that you don't want to lie down with me?"

　　 "......"

　　 "Hey, find out your identity! I am the senior sister, you are the junior!" Jiang Ling raised her voice, "Brother must listen to sister!"

　　 There was a long silence. The two of them sat and stood looking at each other for a long time. She stared at the stiff face in front of her, looked at it, and suddenly lay on her back on the bed, laughing.

　　 "Hahaha...I'm sorry, sorry, I won't tease you next time...Haha..."

　　 Although she always laughed habitually, it was the first time that she laughed so wildly. She was holding her belly and rolling for a long time, before finally spreading out on the bed in a big font, reaching out to wipe away the tears of laughter.

　　 It can be seen that she is really happy today.

Gu </span>　　 "Forget it, it seems you and I can't sleep anymore, let's talk about it." She wiped her eyes and looked at the ceiling, her tone slowed down, a little abruptly, " Those souls just now... they seem to really treat us as family members."

　　 Han Jiangchen did not speak, but expressed his approval with silence.

　　Although the reasons are difficult to understand, and although the process is awkwardly embarrassing, they can feel that when those people look at them, there is something very special in their eyes.

　　 Probably that is the so-called "home".

　　 From the perspective of everyone in this small village outside the world, whether they are related by blood or not, as long as they belong to the same "Kunlun real person", they are each other's "family". They don’t know if their beliefs are true, but their feelings are absolutely true.

　　 For him, the concept of "family" is too unfamiliar. Everything is an unprecedented experience. It is precisely because of this that he has no coping experience at all, so that he loses control of the situation.

　　 Intellectually, he knew that all this was a scam and a fog, but he had to admit that for a moment, even he couldn't help but flash through such an idea that he shouldn't have.

　　—If what happened today is not for intelligence, but is true, how good would it be?

　　 Just like this, find a small place far away from the world, and live with so few "family", there is no dispute, no interruption, just live a life like this plain...this is probably the life he yearns for.

　　 This is too extravagant for him.

　　 It seems that Jiang Ling is the same.

"Hey, it's been a long time since I felt this way." Jiang Ling sat on the bed with her knees on her knees, looking at the moon outside the window, "The last time I ate with my family, I don't know when... I almost forgot. He looks like."

　　 "He?" Han Jiangchen noticed that she used the singular.

　　 "Well, my brother." Jiang Ling's voice did not change, "That is my only relative."

　　 "Didn't he come to school with you?"

"he died."

　　 "......"

　　 Han Jiangchen was silent. The moonlight mask was on her face when she was talking, and her habitual smile was still on her face.

　　 In his eyes, this girl should be a shining little sun, but he did not expect that the core of the sun is also cold. He knew for the first time that even she was not always carefree and happy.

　　 "I'm sorry." Han Jiangchen whispered.

　　 He really doesn't know how to chat.

　　 "It's nothing, don't always say sorry to others, I don't just say it casually. He has been dead for a long time, I have long been used to it."

　　 Jiang Ling smiled, but her tone lowered: "Sometimes, I occasionally think about what it would be like if he was still alive..."

　　 While she was talking, she slowly moved to the mirror on the wall next to her, and the smile at the corner of her mouth narrowed.

　　 "But think about it, he used to look a lot like me. If he lives now, he should almost grow like this..."

　　 The girl’s young and pretty face was reflected in the mirror. Under the moonlight, her shawl hair was scattered around her neck softly, and the pupils under her forehead were black and brown, faintly glowing with deep aura.

　　 The next second, the pupils suddenly contracted.

　　......

　　......

　　 Han Jiangchen got up suddenly, pounced on her side, leaned over and pulled her over. The cold spiritual power grazed from the top of their heads like invisible giant claws, as if flying past the tips of their hair, the chill went straight into their brains.

　　 With a bang, the open window beside the bed suddenly closed. The moonlight was blocked by the window paper, and the room was suddenly dark, but the next moment it was illuminated by the sword light.

At the same time as he flew out, Han Jiangchen was already raising his hand, and saw that the sheath of the sword beside the bed suddenly tore, and the spirit sword wrapped in it buzzed out of its sheath, instantly turning into a blue light and flew out— The target pointed to was the bronze mirror that Jiang Ling was facing!

With a click, the flying sword flicked past the mirror, and the bronze mirror hanging on the wall landed immediately. The cracks spread on the mirror like life, and the figure in the mirror moved and leaned forward. On the shattered mirror surface, it seemed to be getting out of it!

　　 Jiang Ling's eyes changed suddenly. Han Jiangchen's reaction was quicker and she took a shot, but her spiritual consciousness was much stronger than him, and her perception range was much larger. Because of this, in addition to the abnormal situation in front of her, she also felt another fluctuation at the same time.

　　 "There are also fluctuations outside... from the direction of the ancestral hall!" She abruptly stood up and looked out the window, "It's not morning yet...Is the kid having an accident early?"

When 　　 was speaking, she had already stretched out her hand, and she was about to open the wooden window next to the bed and jump out. But the seemingly tattered window frame suddenly became surprisingly strong at this time. With the spiritual power in her hand, she could not pierce the seemingly thin layer of window paper.

　　 At the same time, Han Jiangchen, who was watching the situation in the mirror, also changed his expression.

After 　　 was hit by him, there was a drop of blood-like liquid in the cracks of the mirror!

　　 The blood flowed more and more, and the whole ground was covered in the blink of an eye, and the blood flowed over their calves and not over their knees. They couldn't care too much, so they had to carry their spiritual power to resist, but this thing was like a swamp, the more it struggled and the deeper it sank, and in a blink of an eye, it finally flooded its neck turbulently, until finally, it was over the top of the head.

　　 Their last reaction was to reach out to each other unintentionally, but they all caught nothing.

　　 Beside a wall, the small village under the night sky is still quiet. People extinguished the lights and went to sleep peacefully, UU reading www.uukānshu. Com only the dog in front of the door is barking.

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　　 At the same moment, the tourist area of ​​Fengdu Ghost Town.

　　 The roadside was full of police cars with flashing red and blue lights. People with abnormal bureau work cards stood in front of the car door, watching a group of police officers walk out of the closed gate of the scenic spot, carrying special luminous flashlights in their hands.

　　 "Report! The entire scenic area has been searched and no missing persons have been found!"

　　 "Didn't you find it?" The police officer in front of the car frowned, and looked at the members of the abnormal bureau nearby. "Various monitoring shows that the female anchor was missing here...How is the response of the spiritual power detection equipment?"

　　 "Since just now, it has been normal." The executive said, "Now there is nothing against..."

　　 His words are stuck in the middle. In his hands, the steady detector suddenly ran madly, making a dizzy alarm sound.

　　 "Hey! Look at you!"

　　 The scream of the police officer in front pulled their eyes away, and then everyone took a breath of cold air.

In front of 　　, in an instant that no one had noticed, the entire peak of the scenic spot was already surrounded by clouds and mist. It's just like...the fairy mountain in the legend!

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