I am not a demon because I have the equivalent scale

"Xiao Lian'er?" The middle-aged man looked at Bai Qian, who had completely changed, and said hesitantly with some disbelief.

"Well, I call Bai Qian now, Uncle Qi!" Bai Qian smiled and turned her head to Wang Zijia and said, "This is the guard uncle who sent me to the resettlement place. My treatment medicine at that time was also obtained by Uncle Qi from the adults of the law enforcement team."

Wang Zijia suddenly realized and said with a smile, "Did Wang An ask you to find out?"

"That... Don't be angry, sir. We are just worrying about nothing..." The middle-aged man immediately explained.

"Okay, go back and tell Wang An that if he is worried, he can come and see it himself. There is no need to be so sneaky. Do you think I am blind?" Wang Zijia scolded with a smile.

"Okay, I will definitely convey the message." The middle-aged man breathed a sigh of relief and replied respectfully, then turned around and left, with a brisk and calm pace, less worried and uneasy.

"Okay, let's go in and have dinner. If you really want to see her, just go there when you have time. There's no restriction on you going out." Wang Zijia said to Bai Qian, who watched her leave without looking back for a long time.

"Really?" Bai Qian was surprised when she heard this.

"Fake!" Wang Zijia said unhappily.

After entering the house, Wang Zijia stopped in front of the nanny Wang Dan, hesitated for a while before speaking: "Sister Wang, you don't have to come to work from tomorrow."

Since Bai Qian was completely well and started to cook by herself, Wang Dan knew that this day would come.

Hearing Wang Zijia's words, her eyes dimmed for a moment, but she didn't bother to argue. After all, she had seen Bai Qian's original appearance and knew that she was a miserable person who needed it more than her.

And even if she bothered, it would not make any difference.

"Okay, sir!" Wang Dan replied.

Wang Zijia nodded, flipped his hand and took out a gold ingot, a full twenty taels, and said: "This is the compensation for your care for me over the years!"

Wang Dan did not delay, stretched out his hand to take the gold, and said: "Thank you, sir, if there is nothing else, I will go back."

Wang Zijia nodded, and Wang Dan turned and went out. Bai Qian, who was standing aside, was silent and wanted to say something, but in the end she said nothing.

The two entered the room in silence and finished their meal in silence.

After cleaning up, Wang Zijia said: "I have something to do tonight, you stay at home and don't run around. If someone enters the house, just shout and lead the law enforcement team."

"Well, I understand!" Bai Qian responded obediently.

"How is the practice of the technique going?" Wang Zijia asked.

For more than half a month, Bai Qian practiced her incomplete technique in addition to practicing Tai Chi.

Because the first part is complete, this technique can be used to get started, so Wang Zijia also taught her to practice at the same time.

"I feel a little qi!" Bai Qian replied.

Wang Zijia nodded and said, "After I'm done with this, I'll start preparing for your practice."

"Yes!" Bai Qian responded.

Then the two entered the study, Wang Zijia began to make talismans, Bai Qian waited on the side, and observed carefully with a serious expression.

In the past half month, the two have formed a tacit understanding.

It was not until midnight that Wang Zijia packed up, changed into a nightgown, and went out quietly.

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Wang Zijia did not wander around the city. Instead, he changed his usual fast sneak and quietly walked out of the city. He identified the direction and quickly went far away.

After running wildly for a long time, he stopped in front of a small green hill on the outskirts of the city.

The hilltop was not big, a little low, a little desolate and dark.

"Quack..."

Bursts of crows rang out, making the already dark atmosphere even darker.

The entire foot of the mountain was surrounded by people, and soldiers were on duty day and night.

Wang Zijia took a deep breath, and his magic power fluctuated slightly, covering his whole body like quicksand. Slowly, he was like a chameleon, completely blending into the night, and his breath disappeared without a trace.

After completing the hiding, Wang Zijia quietly moved towards the mountain.

There were many patrol personnel along the way. Fortunately, more than half a month had passed since the previous demons committed evil. Most of those who stayed here were ordinary city guards and disciples of the sect's law enforcement team. Most of them had evacuated from here.

After passing through five patrol checkpoints, Wang Zijia stopped when he was about to reach the top of the mountain.

He looked around for a while and stopped in a hidden place.

‘Magic: Clay Change Shape and Hide! ’

The magic power fluctuated slightly, and a miniature man jumped out of him and landed on the side. The hidden Wang Zijia emerged from the air.

‘Magic: Clay Control! ’

At the same time, the ground squirmed slightly, and a pit appeared. Wang Zijia lay down without hesitation.

The surrounding soil moved again, burying Wang Zijia's whole body, like a grave.

At this time, the sluggish mini doll on the side moved, with a spiritual light in his eyes.

The little man was only the size of a palm. He moved his body slightly, adapted a little, and no longer hesitated, heading for the top of the mountain.

After turning the corner, just a few dozen meters ahead, a dilapidated house appeared in front of him.

[Yi Zhuang]

On the dilapidated beams, a crooked plaque was hung, showing desolation.

Looking at this house, the clay doll controlled by Wang Zijia paused for a moment. He did not try to enter the house, but walked away from it and walked to the back of the yard.

Behind the yard was a cemetery. There was no tombstone, only a group of graves, overgrown with weeds, withered and dilapidated.

It looks like it's only slightly better than a mass grave, at least it's completely buried!

Passing through a bunch of graves, we arrived at the top of the mountain.

The cold here is deep, and there are still many frozen corpses lying on the ground, some incomplete and some intact. Under the corpses, there are some runes flashing, which is obviously a formation.

And with the stimulation of the cold, the dark red evil breath in the corpses continues to overflow, and slowly dissipates under the erosion of the cold.

That's right!

This is the place where the contaminated corpses are handled this time.

This is not the first time Wang Zijia has come here. Since he knew the place, he has come to inquire about the news several times in more than half a month. Out of caution, he did not dare to try rashly.

It was not until yesterday that he received accurate news from the Wentian Pavilion that the disciples of the Law Hall, including some followers who stayed behind to deal with the aftermath, had all returned to the sect, and he decided to start the action tonight.

He cautiously explored the edge of the formation for a moment, but found nothing wrong.

After a moment of hesitation, the palm-sized clay doll tried its best to restrain its breath, turned into a ball of ordinary clay, and quietly walked into the cold area.

A cold air came, and it felt a little frozen, nothing else. There was no special reaction.

Seeing this, Wang Zijia breathed a sigh of relief.

This is normal. After all, not only has the source of the sheep-headed monster been removed, but these corpses have been processed for almost a month, and it has come to an end. Normal people will not come to steal corpses.

And Wang Zijia did not come to steal corpses. He saw that the sect had not completed the purification for a long time, and he was a little anxious, so he came to help.

Yes, he is so selfless!