Killing God Chapter 155: Ten years

After learning the news, Ling Ziling did not tell the sick old man or her master, but made a request to go down the mountain. Mountain.

After Ling Ziling went down the mountain, she did not go far, but settled down in the breeze at the foot of the mountain.

At the foot of Xuanqing Mountain, Qingfeng Town.

The residents of the town only know that there is a beautiful woman who looks like a fairy in the town, but they have never seen the real person. Only on the night of the full moon can they find a shadow by the Qingfeng Stream.

It's just a shadow, and most of the residents of Qingfeng Town will gather by the Qingfeng River every night when the moon is full, just to have a glimpse of the beauty, but five years have passed, and no one has been able to see the beauty as they wished , but every time I can hear the sound of the flute.

In a few days, it will be a full moon night. Many residents in the town are thinking about how to meet the beautiful woman in their dreams, but they don't know that a tragedy has happened in a corner of Qingfeng Town.

"Ah..."

Only heard a scream, and a town resident who was drunk on the street was suddenly bitten by a black shadow and died suddenly.

The shouting was so loud just now that all the lights in the surrounding dwellings turned on in an instant, and the residents who had already fallen asleep put on their clothes and came out.

Soon, the place where the drunkard died tragically was filled with people, some with torches and others with lanterns, illuminating the surroundings as if it were daylight.

After everyone saw the corpse lying on the ground, they began to talk in a low voice, and some good news immediately passed the news to the mayor's ears.

It's rare for a murder to happen in a small town like this, after all, no one wants to kill each other.

After a while, the mayor rushed to the scene with someone, and an old man who was supposed to be a doctor immediately began to examine the body of the deceased.

"Zombie!" The old man exclaimed and continued: "Or was killed by a blood-sucking beast!"

As soon as these words came out, the surrounding villagers immediately became chaotic, and they all ran to their homes, but the mayor couldn't stop them for a while.

The corpse on the ground is frighteningly white, and there are several blood holes in the throat. It seems that it is really the work of the blood-sucking demon, but the mayor is not too worried. There is a fairy living in the nearby hills. Calling for help shouldn't be a problem.

Then hastily arranged the body to leave.

And after the mayor and his party left, a dark shadow kept running through the town.

In the early morning of the next day, there were more than ten corpses in a small town. The corpses died in exactly the same way. They were all killed by biting their throats and draining the blood.

The whole town fell into chaos for a while, but this was the time when Xuanqing Mountain's resident disciples were replaced, and the residents of the town could not find the immortal, which made the originally quiet town now full of people's hearts. panic.

There was no accident at all. It was only three months later that Xiaochen arrived in the Xuanqing Mountain area, and he could already see Qingfeng Town at the foot of the mountain from a high altitude.

On the way, Xiaochen hurried to Xuanqing Mountain at full speed except for the training time.

Xiaochen's whole body was a little indecent all the way through the dust, so Xiaochen decided to go to Qingfeng Town to clean up himself first, and then go to Xuanqing Mountain. After all, even if he didn't care, he had to take into account the faces of these sects in Xuanqing Mountain. This can be regarded as a kind of helplessness in the gate faction.

In order not to attract attention, Xiaochen fell to the ground three or four miles away and switched to walking instead.

At noon, Xiao Chen was standing in front of the archway in Qingfeng Town, and he felt a sense of feeling for a while, thinking that he had entered this Qingfeng Town for the first time many years ago, and he had also met a wretched monk, the corner of his mouth curved.

I also thought that I had abolished a lewd scholar here five years ago, and I thought that before I left, I was just the most common qi refining disciple in Xuanqing Mountain. The underworld may be nothing, but at least it is more decent than the past, at least, you can see your own growth when you look back.

Then Xiaochen looked up at the "Qingfeng Town" plaque and said loudly: "Uncle Chen is back..."

Then Xiaochen walked slowly on the streets of the town. The hawkers on both sides of the street were screaming, the people on the street were chatting, and there was a foul language from time to time. These originally disturbing voices, Xiaochen Sounds like a lot of fun.

Xiao Chen thought, maybe this is life... and he is destined to miss these ordinary things.

As the master of Qingming, Xiaochen is very aware of what he is carrying, and he also promises to carry the blue sky for the spirit of heaven and earth, the burden on his shoulders can be imagined.

Xiao Chen shook his head and walked into an inn at will.

"Little Er, make me a pot of tea, and then give me a clean room." Xiao Chen said after entering an inn.

Xiaochen found a seat by the window and made it. Now, instead of having a meal, the whole inn only drinks a few tables of tea. Soon the tea that Xiaochen ordered was delivered.

Xiaochen sat on the stool and drank tea, subconsciously thinking of nothing, just drinking tea for the sake of drinking tea like an ordinary mortal.

"Tonight is a full moon night again, but I'm going to try my luck, maybe I can meet the girl Shang Xiaoyue!" A big man drinking tea at the table next to Xiaochen said yearningly.

"Come on, there are many people who want to see Miss Xiaoyue, but I haven't heard of anyone seeing them in the past five years. I think you still have this heart to die. You can listen to Xiaoyue one day every month. Miss Yue's flute is pretty good." Listening to the big man's opening, another person next to him joked.

"I'm not thinking about it! Don't you want to see Miss Xiaoyue?" The big man said embarrassedly when he was told about the matter.

"This girl Xiaoyue, you can see how beautiful just by looking at the shadow..."

"Xiaoyue girl's sound is the most attractive..."

Hearing this, Xiaochen regained his mind, and Xiaochen also understood the general idea. It was a beautiful woman who came to Qingfeng Town five years ago. No one has ever seen her before. She is very good at playing flute.

When it comes to blowing the flute, Xiaochen is excited. Although Xiaochen's qin practice is still very low, it is still a bit far from the first qin heart, but the qin and the flute have been in harmony since ancient times. What Chen was thinking at the moment was that maybe he could meet again.

Guqin, because of the heaven-defying magic weapon Huanri, Xiaochen spent a lot of time on it. During his ten years in the Temple of Heavenly Emperor, Xiaochen spent all his energy every day except cultivating the main mental method and the soul-removing technique. In the practice of guqin and kendo.

Ten years later, Xiaochen's piano skills have been small and accomplished, but Xiaochen has been unable to figure out how to realize the realm of water.

At this moment, Xiaochen heard that the girl Xiaoyue is so good at blowing flute that everyone said that Xiaochen wanted to see it. At the same time, she also wanted to meet this woman who was rumored to be like a dream.

Anyway, I had planned to stay here for one night and return to Xuanqing Mountain tomorrow, just to join in the fun.

Thinking of this, Xiao Chen no longer hesitated, and instructed: "Little Er, the tea money is counted in the room, so I'll leave first."

"Guest officer, walk slowly..." Xiao Er's signature flattery said.

Xiaochen found a cloth shop in the small town after leaving the teahouse, and randomly chose a set of scholar's clothes to change into. After walking out of the cloth shop, Xiaochen basically changed from head to toe. What's even more incredible is that he was dressed in a rogue The flowing breath had long since disappeared, replaced by a scholarly aura from the inside out.

Just by looking at it, no one can see that Xiaochen is not like a weak scholar, someone who is not familiar with Xiaochen, who would have thought that this outfit is a complete hooligan?

Even so, I have to admit that in fact Xiao Chen is also a very learned person on the basis of being a senior hooligan. And all this is not something ordinary people can know. At this moment, Xiao Chen is just a literati in their eyes.

Xiaochen didn't bother to hang out on the street either, so he went straight back to the inn he had booked earlier. The group of people we just talked about were still there, and they seemed to be a group of low-level people doing nothing.

When passing by the people at the table drinking tea, I occasionally heard them whispering something, as if they mentioned immortals, yes, immortals, that is, monks.

Originally, Xiaochen didn't want to know about it, but when he heard that the matter was related to the cultivators, he stopped to listen to a few people talking.

"Have you heard? The living gods on the mountain have been absent for the past few days, and the demons took the opportunity to come to the town to do evil. Last night, a dozen people died. I heard that they all died of blood. " said the man who made fun of the big guy.

"Well, I've heard it for a long time, this time you can't walk around at night." Another person reached.

"I don't know when this living fairy will come back to subdue the demon." The big man said worriedly.

"I don't know, I hope it won't affect everyone's enthusiasm tonight, haha..."

After Xiao Chen figured out the reason, he went straight back to his room with Xiao Er.

As soon as Xiao Chen returned to the room, he thought thoughtfully: The disciple stationed at Xuanqing Mountain is not there, it may be a rotation candidate. This should happen in normal times, but why did he encounter a demon this time? It seems a little unusual. That's all, since it's about Xuanqing Mountain, I'll help out when necessary.

Afterwards, Xiaochen sat cross-legged on the bed and began to practice. Xiaochen's cultivation in the middle stage of foundation building was uncertain when he would be able to upgrade to another level, so Xiaochen cherished the practice time very much, and soon fell into a state of meditation.

In a house in the town where the courtyard door is closed all the year round, a purple-haired woman is staring at the window in a daze. This person is Ling Ziling who went down the mountain five years ago and has been living in Qingfeng Town.

Ling Ziling, who saw Xiaochen's death in those days, soon came to the foot of Xuanqing Mountain. She originally wanted to return to the sect to explain clearly to the teacher, but a thought made her live alone in this small town for five years.

I don't believe you are dead.

What a ridiculous and ridiculous idea, but Ling Ziling, driven by this idea, really waited here all the time. She doesn't care if others know her, but she firmly believes that it will not be in vain. (To be continued.)