Chapter 291 The undercurrent

The Taoist went and returned, standing on the roadside and quietly looking at the two pairs of footprints not far away.

"Miss Feng..."

There was a call from behind. When he was young, four Taoist Taoist came with the dust in his arms. The first Taoist carried a bamboo basket in his hand. The bamboo basket seemed ordinary and the mountain people used it to cut firewood and medicine every day. The only strange place was a circle of black smoke rolling along the bamboo basket, and he was ready to move.

"Miss Feng, do you want to go back to Liujing?"

The first Taoist looked at Feng Xiao's cold back and asked.

"I said why I felt a little strange just now. It turned out that someone was hiding on the left." Feng Xiao muttered to himself coldly, as if he was talking to the Taoist people behind him.

Among the four Taoist people, only the one holding the bamboo basket dared to answer the cold words, and the other three were silent and bowed their heads respectfully.

"Now that demons are born, the strange people hidden in the mountains and fields of the city are naturally frequent. These two people must have seen us catching demons here and don't want to show up."

Following Feng Xiao's cold eyes and looking at the footprints on the ground, the Taoist stroked his beard and smiled.

"But I always feel that something is wrong."

Feng Xiao frowned coldly, his eyes were like a cold pool, and his eyes fell to the distant sky in the south. Xu Jiu finally made up his mind: "My nephew, please help me set up the mirror array."

Hearing the words, the Taoist who carried the bamboo basket sighed secretly and turned to the other three Taoists with a bitter face: "My uncle told me, don't set up the mirror array!"

"Yes, Master."

The three Taoist people under the age of 40 looked at each other with a bitter face, but their uncle and master ordered at the same time, and they did not dare to obey.

They are the people of the Changmen stationed in the State of Liu, and they are the disciples of the Wanfa Sect with a detached status in the Changmen. It is not very difficult for them to have a mirror array. However, after the civil strife in Changmen, the government and the opposition were separated, but they suffered from their disciples of the Wanfa sect scattered outside. The supply line was cut off. Both Taoist symbols and magic weapons have become rare items. It is difficult to obtain them endlessly as before. In addition, with the arrival of demons, they bear the heavy responsibility of killing demons and eliminating demons, and the Taoist symbols are even more useful. Hurry up, you have to cherish it.

Seeing several Taoist people reluctantly take out the magic weapon, Feng Xiao's cold eyes flashed and said quietly, "Don't worry, I have reached an agreement with that man... I don't think it will take long. When the chaos in the long gate subsides, someone will naturally send magic weapons and Taoist charms.

Feng Xiao's cold words were very vague. The three Taoist people were skeptical, and the Taoist who carried the bamboo basket showed deep thought. He secretly looked at Feng Xiao Leng who looked at him and frowned slightly.

Not long after, the three descendants of the Taoists took out three gossip mirrors and spread them around the footprints left by An Bochen and Sima jin. They worshiped, then one person watered the charm, the other sacrificed fire and pinched the seal, and the last person took sperm and sprinkled blood all over the nine gossip mirrors.

"Hula!"

A column of flame rose from the gossip mirror and danced gently. The nine gossip mirrors burned at the same time. A layer of fog gradually appeared in the firelight. When the fog gathered and dispersed, it soon condensed into a mirror. In the mirror, a beautiful girl and a melancholy teenager appeared.

"This man is so familiar..."

The Taoist man with a bamboo basket muttered, his eyes cruising between the teenager and the girl, suddenly changed color, and his pupils shrank sharply: "It's him..."

"Exactly."

Feng Xiao Leng was obviously much calmer than her nephew. She nodded and said, "An Bochen, the general of the mad dragon, didn't expect him to return to Liu."

When the words fell, the three younger Taoist people who arranged the mirror array trembled at the same time, and a look of fear appeared on their faces.

It's true that they are monks, but in Da Kuang, ordinary monks are far less powerful than the legendary magical power. They will die within ten steps when they meet the generals of Tianpin, not to mention An Bochen, who has the name of the mad dragon general. He was clearly hidden in the mountainside just now. If he suddenly took action, I'm afraid no one present would survive... But he ignored it and watched the wind leave coldly and was indifferent.

Although the disciples of Wanfa Sect are superior to Changmen, they also know the feud between Changmen and An Bochen. If it hadn't been for Changmen's design and put him on an absurd charge, An Bochen would not have fled thousands of miles and be in danger.

"Strange... Wasn't he eaten by a demon? Isn't it..."

"There is nothing strange about it. On that day, he was alone and at the forefront of the storm. Only one death could get out, and from then on, the dragon dived into the sea. Feng Xiao coldly stared at the figure in the fog and said with a cold smile, "If it were me, I would have faked death in his situation at that time. The golden cicada came out of its shell and avoided the limelight first and then made a long-term plan. It's just... He is not the only one who faked to death.

looked at Simajin, and his face was strange, a little doubtful and disappointed.

The chaos of Changmen has not subsided. Although she is detached, she is too lazy to go back to fight for power, so she continues to stay in the State of Liu. In addition, there is another reason. A few months ago, in Liujing, she met a person who made her hate for a lifetime. The innocent monk who pretended to be a ghost not only humiliated her, but also killed the goose fairy who had been with her for more than ten years. If she did not avenge her, she could not continue her peace of mind. But since then, Feng Xiao Leng has never seen the innocent resident, nor has he found any clues related to him, but Feng Xiao Leng is more and more determined that the innocent resident is related to An Bochen. Otherwise, as soon as An Bochen left, the innocent resident's feet disappeared without a trace. An Bochen can pass all the way. There are no evil people who help each other secretly.

Therefore, the people in other long doors were shuddered when they heard An Bochen's name, but she disdained it.

What is really powerful is not An Bochen, but the innocent resident who secretly helps behind him.

If you want to find the mysterious and innocent layman and even kill him, you can only start from An Bochen, and An Bochen seems to be obedient to Langfei. If he can get close to Langfei, or simply get her heart, he will definitely grasp An Bochen firmly in the palm of his hand...

The mountain wind roared, blowing up the blue and white Taoist robe on a white background, hunting and flying. A cold smile appeared on the corners of the young Taoist's mouth. The "handsome" face completely overwhelmed the dull teenager in the fog.

"Liu's nephew, I'll go to the south, and everything in Liu will be handed over to you."

It's not easy to catch the opportunity to revenge. How can Feng Xiao Leng let go? Only by removing the innocent resident can she eliminate the heart demon, continue to move forward on the road, and break through the current realm.

Hearing the words, the Taoist who carried the bamboo basket opened his mouth wide, looked at Feng Xiao cold in surprise, and shook his head repeatedly: "I can't do it, I can't do it. Did Miss Feng forget that there is still a giant demon lurking in Liujing, and she has not found its place so far. As you leave, in case the monster comes out to disturb the trouble, without Miss Feng's trapped demon curse, we are not the opponent of the demon!"

"Don't worry, the giant demon has not appeared in Liujing for three years. He is either injured or asleep. How can he come out to hurt people when I leave?"

He didn't want to talk much with Liu Daoren. Feng Xiao coldly pinched the printing method and read words in his mouth. When he was young, he opened his mouth and spit out a piece of paper-cut carp. He flew into the air like a streamer, shaking into a big carp with a length of more than ten feet. One flew south with Feng Xiao cold, leaving only four long Taoist people who were stunned and secretly screaming bitter.

There is a lot of war in the north, and the east and west of Tianxia is full of blood. Although there is a lot of small fights in the south, it is still too safe and stable compared to the north. However, nowadays, as the actors on the stage leave their seats one after another, the balance is gradually crooked, the chessboard is getting more and more chaotic, and the undercurrent is emerging again.

Sitting in the flying dragon, the pair of young people flying south obviously did not realize this. In the middle of the day, Sima Jin suddenly grabbed the tail of the Mustang King, got up and looked at the large and small pitted hills under him, and smiled: "Nan Guqiu has arrived. Xiao Anzi, let's start from here.