After getting what you wanted, it was time to go back.
Mu Nan declined the offer of the eldest lady and Xie An to stay, and took the four girls into the brightly lit Jiankang night.
Jiankang style, all at night.
Compared with the daytime, it is three points more prosperous.
There was a lot of traffic and it was so lively.
Among all the commotion, the most eye-catching one was Wuji, the descendant of King Jubei.
As a prince and aristocratic family, we don’t want to make progress or strive for improvement!
Most of the night I don't study the art of war, but I hold a feather fan in my hand, wear a jade ring, a sachet, and rub rouge and powder.
Not only does she show off her femininity in a girly way, she also shows off in a swaggering way.
I don’t know if Da Fengchao’s aesthetics was stolen by dogs.
A group of devout men and women followed behind him, and they were kicked violently by the escorting servants while still crying and shouting that they wanted to marry him.
Including men!
"The world is deteriorating, and people's hearts are not as old as they used to be!"
Mu Nan clicked his tongue and followed behind, watching the "beautiful scenery" as if he were watching a monkey show.
Seeing the disdain on his face, Chunlan seemed to have goosebumps all over her body, so she cut her wounds in time and said:
"Young Master is not in Jiankang, so I'm afraid he might not know something. It is said that Sun Wuji is a manly man and likes to have sex!"
Huanren is another way of saying that Longyang is good.
Great joy is for attacking, small joy is for receiving, joy is for attacking and receiving!
Sun Wuji is Xiao Huan.
"Sigh!"
Mu Nan wanted to say something foul, but after thinking about it, he decided not to.
Everyone has his or her own ambitions, and some people married cows in previous lives.
Long Yang's good is nothing.
In the final analysis, it is still in the category of human beings, there is no cross-species.
Having said that, it’s no wonder that Qingzhou Qi Changwei and Li Ming are dignified and do not shy away from the secular world. Their roots are in Jiankang!
Mu Nan shrugged his shoulders, leaving goosebumps everywhere.
I went around a few alleys with Spring, Summer, Autumn and Winter to avoid the congestion.
Amidst the waves of "Mr. sir" and "Come here to play", I kept a clear mind and trudged back to Jingyixuan.
Wait until the spring, summer, autumn and winter four people have finished washing.
The night became quiet.
Mu Nan jumped out of the window and used earth escape to escape from Jiankang City.
Seventy miles to the east, only a blink of an eye.
A slightly shabby Taoist temple came into view.
The three characters "Juyuuguan" are written like dragons and phoenixes.
It is incompatible with Taoist restraint.
It was deathly silent inside the temple, with a few red lanterns swaying in the breeze, flickering on and off.
The dilapidated courtyard wall saved Mu Nan the trouble of being a gentleman in Liang Shang.
One step across.
Immediately a cold air hit his face.
Mu Nan gently took out the measuring ruler and inserted it into the ground. When he pulled it out, a bright red stench came out.
"Um?"
Not knowing what was under the ground, and not being able to release his spiritual consciousness in a grand manner, he had to tiptoe to select a few locations in the courtyard and insert the measuring ruler again.
"Fellow!"
Mu Nan's vest went cold, he jumped back a foot and followed the sound.
A rickety man with eyes as small as slits, a flat nose, a dull complexion, and disheveled hair, who looked like a pile of tangled grass, was standing under the eaves.
He licked his nostrils obscenely, and after licking them, he rubbed his hands again and again.
What made Mu Nan most curious was how could this person appear quietly behind him when he was only in the early stages of pill formation.
"Fellow Taoist, has Xiaoguan offended you, or do you have some grudge against Xiaoguan? Even if you have a grudge against killing your father, you don't need to get in the way, right?"
Mu Nan held the measuring ruler and looked at the Taoist with cold eyes: "Who are you?"
"Jiang Daowen, a casual cultivator on the trail, dares to ask my friend's name and which mountain top he is on?"
Jiang Daowen said and began to pluck his nose hairs.
This look of honor made Mu Nan want to slap him twice.
"Three Banners of the Xuntianjian" Mu Nan paused and continued: "The fifth seat, Mu Nan."
Now he is in the Nascent Soul stage.
You can use the name of the fifth seat.
"It's a pleasure to meet you! It turns out that a high-ranking disciple of the Patrol Supervisor came to Juyuan Temple for guidance. Why didn't he say hello in advance? The path was clean and the water was poured onto the street with a loess pavement. He burned incense and bathed in waiting for his arrival."
Wring out the water in Jiang Daowen's words, I'm afraid it can fill a jar.
"You just said you were a casual cultivator..."
Mu Nan took it for a long time and then said: "Biannan Ancient Tomb Shaman is mysterious in his behavior and has rarely been exposed to cultivation, but it is said that he is a casual cultivator. I am afraid that the totem in front of the tomb will make him stand up in anger."
Tomb Witches are a sect that has existed since ancient times. They are usually very low-key and rarely appear in the world.
Act both rightly and wrongly.
The power cultivated is the witchcraft power transformed from the spiritual energy of heaven and earth as its root.
It looks like a ghost but not a ghost, it looks like a ghost but not a ghost, it looks like a demon but not a demon, it looks like a demon but not a demon.
Moreover, the Tomb Witches act irrationally and violently, without distinguishing between right and wrong, and only seek victory or defeat.
Therefore, the world of cultivation is also called evil cultivation.
Jiang Daowen did not deny it, but instead asked: "How did fellow Taoist know this?"
"The white dust mixed with the boy's ashes is spread on the ground to gather the shade. The blood of humans and animals is mixed with the ground to gather the spirits. The human skin and human bone lanterns are arranged in all directions. It should be the legendary eight-star witch formation."
Mu Nan analyzed it for a long time and said directly: "There is also this weird aura that is different from the world of cultivation. Is it witchcraft?"
Jiang Daowen smiled and did not deny it.
Yin and Yang said angrily: "Humans, it's rare to be confused. If you know everything, you won't live long."
"That makes some sense."
Mu Nan nodded in agreement, then asked:
"Did you set up the three evil soul-devouring formations in the palace?"
Jiang Daowen seemed confident and admitted directly:
"It's set up on the trail, don't you like it? You don't like it, can you bite me?"
Faced with his aggressiveness, Mu Nan could only retort:
"I'm a germophobe and I find it dirty!"
Jiang Daowen's eyes were slightly cold:
"When you go down and keep company with Cai Yongde underground, you won't be mysophobic anymore, and maybe you will even like the fragrance of rot."
"Did you kill Cai Yongde?" Mu Nan then shook his head: "Wasn't he killed by the sheep demon in the palace who only knows about farming? Is there any connection between the two of you?"
Jiang Daowen's eyes flickered and he stared at Mu Nan for a few seconds: "Everyone gets what they need!"
Mu Nan continued to ask: "Then what do you want?"
Jiang Daowen stretched his waist, a few inches taller, and his eyes became even sharper:
"You've asked too many questions. It's better to be a fool. Otherwise, your soul will be trapped in the bones, and you won't be able to fully appreciate the pleasure of body corrosion. Instead, you will think about useless things. It's not good."
Mu Nan showed disdain: "On your side?"
In the early stage of pill formation, they threaten the Nascent Soul Overhaul, and the Tomb Witch threatens the Sky Patrol Prison. Are they just fooling around?
Jiang Daowen raised the corner of his mouth and pulled off his left hand and forearm.
Insert into left eye.
"Haven't you found it yet?"
Mu Nan frowned.
The spiritual power is running normally, the consciousness is normal, and the body is not right. What do you find?
"Mysterious!"
Jiang Daowen's current image looks extremely terrifying.
The hand is in the left eye, the right eye is bulging, one arm is broken, and the other one is turned into bones.
Like a dead skeleton that has been dead for many years, covered with a dispensable layer of shriveled human skin.
"You, the self-proclaimed nobles, always act aloof, as if you are the only ones who know magic in this world. But you don't know that there are people out there who are out of this world. How much do you know about the Tomb Witch's methods?"
"Pretend to be a ghost! The lightning whip thunders, and it responds to the sound: thunder falls!"
Mu Nan felt like a tall and mighty boxing master who was stopped by a three-year-old child in kindergarten and told a lot of worldly things.
Why don't you give him a good education?
But the moment the spell was activated, Mu Nan suddenly froze on the spot.
no response.
The expected scene of two thunders falling one after another did not appear.
There was only a trace of undetectable sparks at my fingertips, which was not as powerful as the current of a disposable lighter in my previous life.
"Since you entered the courtyard rashly, you have been hit by the forbidden witchcraft. All spells cannot be activated, including Taoist weapons!"
The pride on Jiang Daowen's face looked extremely terrifying: "The only drawback of the technique is that it takes a long time to activate. Fortunately, you are like a grasshopper, talking endlessly, saving me the time to find something to say."
"The villain dies because he talks too much. I am a gentleman!"
Mu Nan looked helpless: "In other words, I only have Nascent Soul cultivation, but I can only be slaughtered by others?"
"No, no!"
Jiang Daowen said strangely again:
"The Forbidden Way of Witchcraft will definitely devour your cultivation at any time within an hour until you become a mortal."
"Did you use this method to kill Cai Yongde?"
"You have so many questions. Are you interested in writing a book called One Hundred Thousand Whys?"
"Not interested in!"
Jiang Daowen asked in confusion: "You seem to be unhurried, do you have something to rely on?"
Mu Nan grinned.
