"Mother Meng."
Seeing the hunched old woman with a wooden crutch approaching, Chang Haoling and Chang Xuanling bowed respectfully.
Mrs. Meng is not tall, her face is full of traces of ravines, and her voice has an old-fashioned hoarseness.
"Jiang Renjie is so angry that he has been hit by your poisonous palm again. I'm afraid he will never be alive again. There is no use in staying for those who have treacherous intentions... You two should deal with them."
"The First Clan"
Chang Haoling and Chang Xuanling looked at each other, and saw a flash of joy on the opposite face, and then bowed their hands.
"Thank you, Mrs. Meng."
Po Meng held a cane in one hand and put the other behind her back, and slowly turned around.
Within a moment, two sharp voices came from behind.
"A fierce ghost seduces the soul, and impermanence demands life!"
After a while, the two withered arms were casually thrown to the ground, and the footsteps of Black and White Wuchang came from behind Po Meng.
"Chang Haoling, Chang Xuanling, thank you Po Meng."
An inexplicable look flashed across Po Meng's face, and she turned around. There was no other color on her face except wrinkles. Looking at the two people kneeling respectfully on the ground, he spoke slowly.
"You two have already been expelled from the Xuanming Sect, but I thought of the fact that you two have been running around for me all these years, and that the five great Yamas are rebellious, so I risked my life to save you two. From now on, you must make the best use of Xuan Ming’s teaching materials..."
Black and White Wuchang looked at each other, not daring to say anything else, but bowed their heads again: "Don't worry, Granny Meng, from now on, my brother and sister, whether in water or fire, will follow Granny Meng's orders!"
Mrs. Meng's old eyes were slightly blurred, and she banged her cane on the ground: "Everyone, get up. When you get back, you have to explain to the two judges."
"yes."
After Hei Bai Wuchang got up, he first properly disposed of the mummies of Jiang Renjie and Jiang Yuanxin before preparing to return to Xuanming Sect with Po Meng.
"You two are in private contact with me, so when you go back, remember to keep your head down and behave yourself. Don't lose my face just for the sake of a quick talk."
When he said the latter sentence, a pair of cloudy eyes were focused on Chang Xuanling.
Chang Xuanling covered her mouth and chuckled, ready to laugh a few words.
Chang Haoling tugged at the corner of her clothes behind her and bowed her hands: "We, brothers and sisters, owe this life to Po Meng for her protection. We should do our best to protect Po Meng's majesty."
Po Meng nodded, put one hand behind her back, and turned around with a cane.
"Let's go. There is no peace in the church. You two can go back and help me worry about this."
Black and White Wuchang nodded respectfully, each took the two horses left behind by Lord Yan, and followed closely.
The small forest in the outer suburbs of Bianzhou has finally returned to silence. Except for the traces of fighting left everywhere, there is nothing else.
After a while, a slender figure wearing a bamboo hat quietly walked out from behind the big tree in the distance.
Li Jing was wearing a narrow-sleeved Tsing Yi shirt, standing beside the tree trunk with her hands behind her hands, quietly looking at the direction in which the three of them were leaving.
It was his idea to let Black and White contact Po Meng.
Three of the five great Yama Lords were eliminated, and their respective internal energies were also sucked dry by Chang Haoling and Chang Xuanling. Compared to the two brats whose strength has increased dramatically, Yan Jun's role has become smaller and smaller, and he will naturally be abandoned by the Xuanming Sect.
There is another reason. After all, Black and White has always been at the mercy of Po Meng.
When my own people use it, they must take advantage of it.
In this way, Chang Haoling and Chang Xuanling are not weak among the small heavens...
Li Jing pinched the edge of the hat with her hands and pressed it down.
Just wait and see whether Wen Tao will appear in Bianzhou City.
…………
October 14th is the beginning of winter.
It is appropriate to offer sacrifices, meet friends and pray for blessings.
The huge Bianzhou City was tightly wrapped in the bleak cold wind, and the pedestrians who used to be an endless stream on the streets were huddled at home today.
From time to time, bursts of barking came from the alley.
Black armor, red thorns on the sides, and regular low footsteps suddenly sounded on the street.
Occasionally, there are idle people on the street, hiding to the side as if they are running away.
In the past two days in Bianzhou City, the number of Xuanming Sect members has obviously increased.
They are just kid-like characters. When ordinary people see them, they only feel an indescribable coldness all over their bodies.
In particular, the mahogany coffin carried by the Xuanming Sect members slowly passed by on the street, adding a bit of weirdness.
This Xuanming Sect's team only had about ten people in total, but it made the people on the street feel as if they couldn't breathe.
Except for the four congregants carrying the coffin, among the congregants wearing iron masks behind them, there was one person who was taller than the others.
Li Jing's deep eyes were hidden behind the mask, just looking at the quiet street quietly.
Black and White Wuchang, two humble brats, usually travel in such a formation, but they dare not imagine how big the traitor Zhu Wen must be when traveling.
But speaking of black and white and impermanence, now that my skill has greatly increased and several Yama Lords have all died, my status has been slightly improved...
The team marched into a claustrophobic house, and the coffin was suddenly lowered.
The two congregants stepped forward and lifted the lid of the coffin. From the deep coffin, the figures of Black and White Wuchang emerged.
Chang Xuanling, with scarlet eye makeup on her face, stood close to Chang Haoling and smiled sweetly.
"You guys wait here until we come back."
All the congregants just bowed their heads and obeyed orders, not daring to look directly.
"By the way, we need a bunch of errands for my brother and sister after we go down. You guys..."
The two of them were about to enter the strange-shaped room in the courtyard, but Chang Haoling suddenly stopped in his steps and turned to look at the dozen or so congregants.
Several congregants were obviously a little excited. Even if they were wearing iron masks, they could still feel their enthusiasm.
"The tallest one is you. The person my brother and sister lead will naturally be worthy of being on the stage."
Chang Haoling's eyes wandered in the crowd, and he pointed at a congregant standing at the back, and then he and Chang Xuanling walked hand in hand into the room.
Under the jealous eyes of other congregants, Li Jing strode in with the sword on her waist.
The outside of the house looks weird, but the inside is just like an ordinary house.
Ordinary wooden furniture, a dark and airtight environment, and the light coming in from the window seemed a little dim.
"Your Highness..."
The door was closed, blocking the eyes of everyone outside, and Chang Haoling eagerly came over.
Li Jing waved his hand: "Don't call me that way here, be careful of showing off your flaws. When I get to your place later, don't worry about me. I'll do whatever I have to do."
Black and white looked at each other and just nodded.
The few of them had nothing to say, so they saw Chang Xuanling lift the portrait posted on the wall and press it on the wall behind it.
At Li Jing's feet, the stone floor slowly moved away, revealing a deep cave entrance.
A damp and moldy smell suddenly came up.
Chang Haoling and Chang Xuanling walked down first, and the sound of slight footsteps gradually faded away.
Li Jing did not hesitate, stepped up the stairs, and walked down.
After a while, the removed stone slab was slowly moved over to seal the entrance of the cave.
