Hearing the young man's question, Jin Dao Wei immediately focused his eyes, turned his head and looked around, and then whispered: "It's enough to practice this book once, especially for Brother Qi who has already seen the way. Before you truly develop your heart and soul, you should be specialized rather than miscellaneous, and... the Demon Suppressing Academy is not allowed to teach each other in private!"
As soon as he heard this, Qi Jingzhi knew that the other party was probably wrong, thinking that he was still not satisfied with the "Gong Geng Pu" from the Demon Suppressing Academy, and wanted to look at something else.
In fact, in his opinion, what Jin Dao Wei said was indeed what he said, and what the Demon Suppressing Academy did was also understandable. Only Liu Muzhi, the one who broke the rules and spent all his money after seeing good fertilizer, .
Qi Jingzhi had thoughts in his mind, glanced at the old man thoughtfully, and then nodded silently.
"It's not that I, Old Wei, am stingy, there is nothing trivial in this cultivation journey!"
Jin Dao Wei saw that the young man was silent, for fear that he would be misunderstood as a timid and unloyal person, so he quickly explained: "When I became famous at a young age, I was impetuous, and I was also afraid that the foundation of my skill would be damaged by the red gold knife. If you can't practice it, then try another one. All kinds of principles will be learned and mixed, and finally it will become a pot of porridge. No matter how rotten it is, it will not become a big dish that can be served on the table."
When talking about these painful lessons, Lao Wei's face inevitably turned dark.
Qi Jingzhi was silent. Cultivation is inherently difficult. Once you go astray, even if you are famous for a while, it will end in disgrace sooner or later.
What surprised him the most was that if Old Wei's red gold sword was really given by a person like an immortal Buddha, why would he only give it a rare thing but not a skill? The profound meaning behind this makes people feel chilly just thinking about it.
Seeing how pitiful the old man looked, Qi Jingzhi didn't want to ask any more about the secrets of the Demon Suppressing Academy's skills. He turned to look at Jiao Yulang and the white golden rat in his arms, and then changed the topic: "As soon as Li Huang died, the so-called Miss Yuan family has already passed away." It has fallen into the sight of the Demon-Suppressing Lieutenant's Office, if we still want to recover the Jade Pillow quietly, we have to tighten our grip!"
Hearing what he said, both Jindao Wei and Jiao Yulang felt a sense of urgency.
The little kid immediately reached into his arms, took out the white golden rat, put it on his shoulder, and rewarded him with a golden melon seed.
The little white mouse, who was originally a little sluggish, immediately became nervous, hugged the golden melon seeds with one paw, and pointed westward along the official road with the other paw.
"Let's go!"
The three of them said nothing and immediately headed west.
Both Jindao Wei and Jiao Yulang had experience in traveling far away. While waiting for Qi Jingzhi, they had prepared all kinds of useful things on the road, which could last for many days in the wilderness.
It's just that we didn't prepare horses. Firstly, there are many mountains to the west of the county city, and most of the trip will have to go over mountains and ridges, which is really inconvenient. Secondly, horses are easily frightened when they go to places where demons are entrenched. Instead, they have to be distracted and taken care of. ride.
Along the way, Jin Dao Wei seemed to be touched, and he was always a little unhappy.
Jiao Yulang looked at it, rolled his eyes, and pretended to be curious: "Brother, what is the origin of the mask you used to block the silver odor? I have been interested in natural history, strange objects, and anecdotes about fairy tales since I was a child. I know a lot about it, but I have never heard of this kind of treasure.”
The little boy is not a child of an ordinary family, so he naturally knows not to inquire about other people's secrets, but that mask was used by the Qi family brother in front of him and Old Wei, so it doesn't hurt to ask.
Jin Dao Wei's expression moved slightly, and he was indeed attracted by this topic.
The first time he met Qi Jing, he was still in the abandoned house beside the mountain road. At that time, he clearly sensed the vicious blade on his arm and thought he was just a young boy who knew a little about blood sacrifice.
Later, Qi Jingzhi rushed into the forest in a hurry, and when he came back, the head of the black donkey spirit in his hand had disappeared. Jindao Wei was not surprised, and he felt more and more that this young man was nothing more than that, until he saw the strange mask for the first time in Li Garden. Only then did he realize that he had looked away.
Jin Dao Wei knew very well that since the mask could block the silver odor that pointed directly at the human heart, it could also resist the mind-grabbing technique of the red gold knife, which had invisibly eliminated his greatest reliance!
Because of the fear in his heart, he deliberately lingered when he went down to the silver cellar, only thinking about
Create as much distance as possible.
But when he finally reached the end of the corridor, he saw the strange faceless man suddenly appearing among the broken bones and rotten flesh everywhere. He felt the undisguised violent and cold aura on the other person's body, and the fear in his heart was almost uncontrollable. It almost showed hostility on the spot.
In terms of power, that mask is naturally not as good as the red gold sword in its heyday, but when it comes to weirdness and evil, it is even worse than the red gold sword.
Jin Dao Wei didn't know that he had misunderstood the matter of "Gong Geng Pu". He only knew that the young man in front of him had been mixed with a blood sacrifice blade and an evil mask all day long, and he actually had the hope of cultivating this skill. The Demon-Suppressing Academy's Kung Fu, which emphasizes peace, nature, diligence and self-restraint, has been wasted for half of my life, with no hope at all, and I feel bitter in my heart and mouth.
Aware of Lao Wei's gaze that glanced at him intentionally or unintentionally, Qi Jingzhi's expression and tone were very calm: "It's nothing, that's a soul that I killed. It looks like a mask, but it's actually a corpse."
"Soul soul?"
Jiao Yulang was startled for a moment, then took a breath of cold air and exclaimed in disbelief: "When a soul dies, shouldn't it be like a ghost? How can a body be left behind?"
Qi Jingzhi paused when he heard the words, and suddenly remembered the strange changes of the soul mask in the silver cellar, and said with some uncertainty: "There are still some remnants of the soul's life in the corpse. Is it because of this?"
In fact, what he really thought in his heart was that no matter whether it was a spirit soul, a black evil spirit, or a silver evil spirit, there shouldn't be any corpses, but there happened to be, and the root cause was naturally the small bronze mirror.
Jiao Yulang's expression became more and more strange: "My brother dares to wear the remnants of the corpse on his face? Are you not afraid of being confused and confused?"
When the little boy asked this question, the three of them had already arrived at the gate of Li's Kongyuan without knowing it.
"Huh? Did the monster really come here?" Jiao Yulang's attention shifted instantly and he couldn't help but utter a sound of surprise.
The white rat swooped to the ground and sniffed around the garden gate twice, but had no intention of going in. Instead, it pointed its paw to the west again.
Seeing this, the three of them exchanged glances, all of them hesitant.
Although Jin Dao Wei was in a bad mood, he still did not lose the level of a great tycoon and a top warlock in the East China Sea. He immediately jumped onto the wall.
He frowned and looked into the yard for a long time, then jumped down again, nodded and said, "I think Xiaobai's nose can still be trusted. The monster may have been in this garden, but it has not taken up residence here."
Jin Daowei paused, and his tone became more and more certain: "The vegetation in the garden is still lush, and there are no traces of snakes left."
Hearing this, Qi Jingzhi couldn't help but think of "Sister Bai" in Wan'er's mouth, and immediately asked doubtfully: "Although Old Wei, you said it smelled like snake odor, but the demon must be a snake before you can see it, right?"
"I know what Lao Wei means! "Natural History" says that in the autumn moon, when vipers are full of poison, they sting without anything. They bite vegetation to vent their energy, and the vegetation will die. People who cut firewood will kill people if they are injured by vegetation. It is more poisonous than a viper bite, so it is called a snake trace."
Jiao Yulang lovingly stroked the white rat's beautiful fur while interjecting: "No matter whether the demon is a snake or not, it is obviously carrying poison that can corrode human flesh and bones. If it has been entrenched in one place for a long time, , it will inevitably leave traces on the surrounding vegetation like poisonous snakes. We have all been in this garden, and there is indeed nothing in it."
In this kind of matter, Qi Jingzhi cannot compare with these two in terms of knowledge and experience.
Seeing that the old man, the young man and the rat had reached a consensus, he nodded obediently.
Qi Jingzhi thought for a while, carefully weighed his words and said, "That demon can make Li Huang become confused, which shows that he is very good at illusions. Do you think the so-called Miss Yuan takes this empty garden as her surname?" Actually, it should be Miss Sono?"
As his words fell, the three people suddenly looked at the gate of the empty garden in front of them. The few words Li Huang said before his death flashed through their hearts, and they were speechless for a moment.
