Chapter 17 Go back to your hometown

After the cultivation is stabilized, Huan can't wait to collect the second material of the magic soul sword, the main bone of the ghost.

Because only by refining the magic soul sword can she have the opportunity to break through the bottleneck of divine growth.

To be honest, Huan is best at soul skills. As for other water and fog skills, which are limited by the qualification of the spirit body, she is unlikely to make great achievements.

Once there is hope that she can continue to practice soul skills and improve her consciousness, she will definitely seize the opportunity.

Therefore, after stabilizing his cultivation, Huan decided to go to the ancient battlefield to kill the ghost.

However, for the sake of safety, Huan spent another three days refining the double charm given to her by the five elders.

On that day, when she worshipped the teacher, the five elders solemnly gave her this double spiritual charm as a congratulatory gift for her teacher, and told her that she could refine this spiritual charm after she succeeded in building the foundation period.

After refining, this stand-in charm can decommate a fatal blow from the enemy and save her life at a critical moment.

For the illusion of being timid and afraid of death, this kind of life-saving good thing will never be too much.

After refining the spiritual charm, Huan no longer delayed. After saying goodbye to the master, Huan left Fairy Peak and flew to the ancient battlefield in the northwest.

After flying all the way for less than five days, I felt a little surprised. How could the surrounding scenery have a sense of déjà vu?

Stop and take a closer look. It turns out that she has unconsciously embarked on the route where Sister Sha took her back to Qianjipai. Now this place is not too far from her hometown.

"Go back to your hometown and have a look. Although I don't have a good impression on the people in the village, my grandma has always been very good to Huanji. More than ten years have passed, and I don't know how she is doing." Once this idea grows, it can no longer be contained.

Although Huan Ji is no longer the original Huan Ji, she integrates Huan Ji's soul and memory, and her affection for grandma has not changed.

"Then go back. Anyway, it won't take a few days." Huan made a decision. Fei Jian made a sharp turn and took her to the small mountain village of her hometown.

In less than a day, Huan came to the small mountain village of his hometown.

At a glance, more than ten years have passed. Instead of developing, the village has become more and more depressed. Many houses are empty and dilapidated, and few people can't be seen in the whole village.

A cold wind blew, and the rolled yellow sand enveloped the village in a haze.

In order not to cause the panic of the villagers, Huan had already put down the flying sword and changed her appearance with phantom. At this time, she was like an ordinary middle-aged aunt in a hurry.

I came to the door of my house and saw that the house had been abandoned for a long time. The door panel of the door was torn down and half of the house collapsed.

Where are your grandparents?

The phantom heart suddenly tightened!

Looking around, most of the neighbors also went empty. It was not easy to find a house two blocks away.

"Grandpa, I've been on my way for more than half a day. It's not easy to meet a village. Can you ask for some water?"

"Please come in." The old man looked a little dull, but he still kept a love.

While drinking water, he inquired about the situation in the village.

Unexpectedly, this question touched the old man's sadness. He choked and told Xiang Huan what had happened in the village over the years.

It turned out that since Huan was forced to leave the village, the deaths and disappearances of girls in the village were not eliminated, but became more and more frequent. Later, even the little girls hiding at home were poisoned.

The villagers tried their best to organize a village protection team and invited the mage outside to defeat the demons. However, no matter how careful the villagers are, they still can't stop this kind of tragedy.

Later, the villagers thought that the village was cursed and had no medicine to save, so they began to flee out one after another. Only those who were old and weak chose to stay in their hometown and wait for death.

The old man also remembers the situation of the fantasy grandpa and grandma very well.

After Huan was forced to leave, her grandmother washed her face with tears day by day because of her eagerness to remember her grandson, and finally she finally die two years later.

As for her grandfather, he had no choice but to see the village dilapidated day by day. He was depressed all day and died five years ago.

After listening to the old man's narration, I couldn't help sighing. Unexpectedly, I came back late and was separated from my grandfather and grandmother.

Especially grandma, she must be too sad because she is worried about the safety of Huanji. She loves Huanji so much that she can't see her granddaughter before she dies. I guess she can't even close her eyes when she dies.

After leaving the old man's home, Huan returned to the dilapidated door of his house. Who on earth is killing the girl in the village, causing the real village to be on the verge of destruction!

If you are told, you must not let go of this murderer!

But the problem is that no one knows how the girls were killed, and even Huan Ji herself was killed inexplicably. It seems that the murderer is not an ordinary person at all.

After remembering for more than an hour in front of the old house, Huan's mood gradually calmed down, and the sadness didn't help. After a long sigh, Huan had to turn around and leave.

Out of the village, Huan left the distracting thoughts in her heart and flew directly to the direction of the ancient battlefield. Although she can't be said to be a hard-hearted person now, she is no longer so sentimental in those years.

Let it pass!

But can you really forget it like this?

Along the way, she felt strange, because she found that the villages along the way were all depressed.

Isn't there a tragedy of the death of a girl in more than one of them?

After flying more than a thousand miles, the situation gradually improved, and I finally saw a village with a large population.

However, there were also white flags in the village, and the sound of crying was shocking.

What should I do?

It seems that there is a similar tragedy in this village!

Huan originally didn't want to care about these nosy things. Since she embarked on the road of cultivation, she also looked down on the life and death of mortals, but the accidental death of Huanji in those years has always been a pimple in her heart.

Huan has a keen sense that these tragedies here must be related to the death of Huan Ji in those years.

If she doesn't figure out the truth of the matter, how can she practice at ease?

What is hard practice for? The pursuit of long life is one aspect, but if you can't even avenge yourself and your relatives, even if you can live long, you will just live like a ten-thousand-year-old turtle!

The illusion involuntarily clenched his fist, and the hard-won anger burned again.

This matter must be managed. If you don't find out the real murderer, you will never stop!!

He jumped off the flying sword and walked to the place where the village cried the loudest.

As soon as I inquired about it, it was indeed the death of young girls. Since two or three months ago, there have been girls dying one after another in the village. Moreover, these girls were basically killed at home, and some even died in the arms of their parents.

The strange thing is that the rest of the family slept well. First, they were not hurt, second, they didn't see the murderer's shadow, and they didn't even have any strange feeling.

Moreover, this should not be caused by plague or disease, because except for little girls, old people, adults and even little boys are fine, only girls suffer.

The target of the murderer is the young girl!!

"It seems that his claws have reached this way.

Since I hit him, even if he is unlucky, I will never let the murderer go!

Although this murderer may not be the one who killed Huan Ji in those years, there must be a connection between them! Following this clue, you may be able to take revenge. Huan made up her mind that she wanted to find out the truth of the matter.

"Since there have been the deaths of girls in so many villages, and the murderer can't be touched at all, the murderer must have some special skills.

I'd like to see who is making waves in this area!" The illusion was hidden in a forest outside the village.

The red sun set, the yellow sun rose, and the villagers began to rest one after another. Slowly, even the crying in the spiritual shed disappeared.

Hidden on the top of the tallest tree in the forest, the illusion can see the situation of the whole village clearly.

At the same time, she also released the five tails and ambushed on the other side of the village. Today, as long as the murderer dares to come, he will not be able to run away.

After waiting quietly for more than two hours, when he thought that the murderer would not come today, Wuwei found an abnormality.

Someone sneaked into the village using invisibility.

It's a person who cultivates truth!

The illusion commanded the five tails to follow.

It's clear that there are two monks in the middle of qi practice.

Although they use the invisible charm, the strength gap between them and the illusion is too big. Under the powerful consciousness of the illusion, the invisible charm can't play any role at all. The illusion does not need to use the true eyes of the three-eyed purpose to see their every move clearly.

The murderer should be these two people. They sneaked into a family. After groping for a while, they entered the bedroom.

This is a family of four. The parents and a pair of children may be worried about the safety of their daughter. Four people crowded into a **, and the two adults protected the children in the middle.

At this time, they had already fallen asleep, and they didn't know that Death was coming to their baby daughter step by step.

After the murderer found the target little girl, his eyes lit up and he saw them looking at each other. Then, a slant-eyed monk took out a black gourd from his waist and slowly raised it to the sleeping girl.

They are clear about the power of this gourd. This is a magic weapon specially refined to collect the girl's blood. As long as they cast spells on the target with this gourd, in less than a quarter of an hour, the gourd can take away her blood. Naturally, the little girl will die.

The slant-eyed fang monk has long been familiar with this dirty business.

However, every time he used this magic weapon to deal with these mortal girls, he couldn't help shaking his hands.

It's so miserable! Although the girl killed by the gourd magic weapon had no chance to speak or resist at all, they could clearly hear the soul of the murdered girl crying all the time, but the parents sleeping beside the girl could not hear it.

And every time you drive this magic weapon, you need to consume a lot of spiritual power. With their cultivation, they can only stimulate the magic weapon six times each time they come out.

It's really thankless, and I don't know what's the use of the elders' blood of these mortal girls?

He smiled cruelly at the little girl, and the slanting-eyed brisman was about to urge the magic weapon to poison her.

At the critical moment, he felt a numbness in the back of his neck, and then his whole body rose into the air and was pulled out of the room by a huge force.

What the hell is going on?

The slant-eyed bang-toothed monk was shocked and broke out in a cold sweat.

He glanced around him. He didn't know whether he was lucky or unfortunate. His companions couldn't run away. He was also pulled back and flew back motionless, becoming a grasshopper on a rope like himself.

After a while, they flew out of the village and into the woods. They banged twice, and they were heavily thrown to the ground at the same time.

"Who is the master?" The squint-eyed monk asked boldly.

"You two are so bold that you dare to blatantly use magic to kill mortals!" A cold sound sounded.

"Senior, spare my life, senior, we are disciples of the Five Holy Religion. We are all ordered to act!" By this time, the two of them already knew that they had met a nosy senior master this time. It was impossible to escape. They had to kneel down and beg for mercy.

"Five Holy Religions? Why does this name sound so familiar? It's the Five Poisons!" Hearing this familiar name, scenes of the past more than ten years ago appeared in front of me.

"Yes, yes! We are the monks of the Five Poisons Sect. Can our predecessors know our Black Scorpion Master? Hearing this, the two quickly moved out their biggest backer.

"It's very good. It turns out that the bastard Black Scorpion is pesterning behind his back!

Today, I'm going to settle the new account with you.

With that, Huan jumped down from the tree and appeared directly in front of the two monks. Come on, why do you want to kill these mortal girls? Where is the old bastard Black Scorpion now?