Longevity begins with Orion

In the black market, under the moonlight, the snow has not yet melted, there is a night watchman sitting under the eaves at the entrance to the market, cursing.

"It's winter, and we have to stay up all night. It's so cold. What else will come at this time?"

"Hey, stop talking, want a drink?" Another handyman smiled and took out a wine bottle from his arms, then removed the cork.

"What kind of wine is so fragrant?"

"The snow fermented rice wine from Hengwu Restaurant is only available in late winter."

"Okay, let's have a drink."

The two servants each held a glass and poured some more wine. One of them drank it all in one gulp and said: "Good wine, I will feel a lot warmer in no time!"

After finishing speaking, the man looked at the other busboy in surprise. The busboy's hand holding the wine glass was trembling, his eyes were bulging, and he was full of fear.

The man was a little embarrassed when he was stared at like this, and couldn't help but ask: "Why don't you drink?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a bloody white hand stretched out from his clothes and strangled his neck.

Another handyman was so frightened that he screamed "Ghost". He threw away his wine glass and ran away in a panic. As he ran, he suddenly stomped his feet and fell forward.

The handyman's body was frozen, but his heart was full of fear. This fear made him want to jump up suddenly and continue running forward. As for where he was running, he didn't think about it and didn't know.

But as soon as he moved, he found that he couldn't get up because his ankle was caught by something.

The handyman was so frightened that he cried out "Ah!" and turned his head, only to see a pale, swollen, bloody "woman" with black hair hanging around her face, grabbing his ankle and crawling towards him. Come.

"What's the name of a ghost in the middle of the night?! Are you letting people sleep?"

The shouts coming from outside the door made Ding Cunfu, a peripheral disciple of the Blood Knife Sect who was sleeping in the East City watch room, a little angry.

He pulled the warm quilt and rubbed against the maid who was holding the warm quilt in his arms.

The maid also woke up and said, "Sir, are you still here?"

Ding Cunfu said: "Why are you here? Let's sleep with you."

The maid didn't dare to say anything, so she closed her eyes.

The two fell asleep, but they couldn't sleep because it was too noisy outside the door.

Suddenly, Ding Cunfu said angrily: "What are you talking about?"

The maid hurriedly said: "Sir, I...I didn't move."

"Not moving? Not moving? Not"

Ding Cunfu looked at the quilt and saw that another person was slowly appearing between him and the maid. The quilt was bulging, but the maid's head was unable to meet the bulge.

Suddenly, Ding Cunfu saw the maid's head begin to rotate, accompanied by weird bone-breaking sounds of "click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click."

The maid's head turned several times, her neck was twisted into a twist, and her eyes were bulging.

And from the bulging sheets, a pale "woman" with a distorted face, disheveled hair, and no whites of her eyes slowly emerged.

It was already early in the morning, but the black market was in full swing. There were screams of fear and hurried escapes everywhere.

Mr. Li suddenly woke up from his dream, and then sat up suddenly. His expression moved slightly in the darkness, and he quickly put on his boots and grabbed the long knife beside the bed.

Taking the knife into his hands, the cold and familiar touch made him feel somewhat calm.

This sword is a sword passed down by the ancestors of his Yanyue Sect.

The first Patriarch was the one who created the Yanyue Sect.

Mr. Li can no longer see his glorious ancestors, so he can only imagine and sigh with regret.

Originally he was disheartened and only wanted to recruit a disciple who could safely pass on the Yanyuemen Kung Fu, but he didn't expect that he would instead recruit a genius.

This made him feel happy, disappointed, but also hopeful.

No need to say why I am happy.

What is disappointing is that if Li Yuansheng was in the era of Yanyuemen, his achievements would be even higher. No! Even if it were not the era of Yanyuemen Xuanhe, but just earlier than his own generation, would he have completely drawn the "Illustration of Life" in "Tu Po Gong" instead of being as useless as himself.

As for the expectation, is it possible for such a talented disciple to draw a "picture of life" and give a soul to the tangible but soulless picture of life, so that the Yanyue Sect can be better passed down? Mr. Li is looking forward to it very much, and his originally boring life has gained a glimmer of hope.

No matter what, Master Li was satisfied with having such a disciple, and he was also satisfied that his junior brother had a destination. At this time, his first reaction was that the enemy was attacking him, so he quickly put on his clothes and robes, took out a long knife from the window, and quickly Came to the yard and activated the puppet.

The puppet instantly moved and started patrolling the yard.

If anyone else enters here rashly, they will be attacked by the puppets.

However, Mr. Li knew that there were only a few "safe footholds" in this yard. After all, he was the one who set up the puppets.

After doing all this, Mr. Li finally had a way out, so he decided to go out and take a look.

However, he didn't need to look. The red lantern behind him suddenly went out. The pale moonlight illuminated the shadows of the walking puppets, while a strange "clucking" sound came from behind the wooden pillars.

Master Li suddenly turned around and saw a white shadow slowly protruding from one side of the wooden pillar.

Mr. Li shouted sharply: "Who is it?!"

He is an old Jianghu. As he spoke the words, he flipped his palms, and several plum-blossom darts hidden in his sleeves and robes shot out in a "whoosh". The trajectory of the flashing cold light circled several arcs in the air, and instantly hit the target. On top of the white shadow.

Mr. Li didn't feel any joy, he only had a feeling that something was wrong.

Sure enough, the plum blossom dart actually passed through the white shadow and landed on the ground with a "clang clang", the tip of the dart deeply embedded in the stone slab.

At the same time, the white shadow disappeared.

"this"

"This is not a body technique"

"But suddenly disappeared!"

Mr. Li's pupils tightened, and he felt hair all over his body, and waves of cold air went straight to his scalp. His blood floated into a bloody shirt, and the shadow blood in his body began to surge back and forth, as he clenched the ancestral long knife in his hand with both hands.

The next moment, Master Li felt a chill on his neck. A hand clasped his neck and squeezed it suddenly.

Master Li had been prepared for a long time. His bloody shirt emerged and gathered around his neck. Then he turned around and danced with the long knife in his hand. His voice was extremely sharp, but there was no hindrance.

This shows that either there is no one behind Mr. Li, or he is just a transparent person.

Click. Click, click, click.

The bloody shirt around Mr. Li's neck quickly shattered.

But at this moment, Mr. Li suddenly understood his situation. In the flash of lightning, he remembered the secret words passed down by generations of sword holders of the Yanyue Sect, that is, the headmaster: Do not enter the ghost realm. If you enter, blood will spurt out. With a knife, he might be able to find a way out.

He suddenly got lucky, and a mouthful of blood mist spurted out, sprinkling on the long knife in his hand.

The long knife suddenly underwent a strange change after being exposed to Mr. Li's blood. A mysterious and gloomy "texture" appeared on the blade, which seemed to be the ghost-like runes drawn by Taoists on talismans.

But the texture disappeared in a flash, and the blade clicked, revealing a few more cracks.

Master Li shook the knife, and it shattered into pieces like glass and fell to the ground.

This sword is too broken and can no longer withstand the shadow blood of the Yanyue Sect members.

Click!

At this moment, the bloody shirt on Mr. Li's body was broken into pieces, the shadow blood collapsed, and severe pain came.

And the last thing he saw was the strange white shadows crawling on the snow-covered roof in the moonlight.

Before the next day, the entire Yinxifang was already alarmed.

The women who had children coaxed them, while the men carefully wrapped up their clothes and went out to check on the situation.

Many people walked out of their homes, wandered on the streets, looked around, or found the source and came to the Silver River to stop and look at the island in the middle of the lake in the distance.

The island in the middle of the lake has almost become a hell, and all kinds of inhumane wailing sounds are coming from the island.

Soon, the disciples of the Blood Knife Sect also came to the lake. The night watcher looked into the distance tonight and felt horrified, because this did not look like an enemy attack at all. The biting coldness, even across such a wide water area Can still feel it.

"You guys stay here and don't let anyone get close. I'll go report to the adults." The disciple on duty at the Blood Knife Sect gave the order to the servants, then hurriedly rode to the inner city and knocked on the inner city gate.

Not long

The inner city also became noisy.

Late at night in the dead of winter, Tie Sha called Ada and brought two more inner disciples. Now he gathered together a group of outer disciples, outer disciples, and servants and hurried out of the city.

And because it was related to the black market, Tie Sha asked someone to notify Elder Li and briefly described the situation in the black market at this time. As for what Li Yuan did, Tie Sha couldn't control it, and he didn't dare to.

Li Yuan got the news, but did not move. Instead, he woke up Lady Yan and the landlady and asked them to put on their clothes. At the same time, he quickly called Aunt Wang and the four maids Meilan, Zhuju and Meilanzhuju to get them ready. Maybe he would just leave without stopping at all.

Aunt Wang didn't ask any more questions, got the two children up, and went to pack their luggage with her head down.

The four maids, Plum, Orchid, Bamboo and Chrysanthemum, also started moving. Some went to get the carriage, and some helped Aunt Wang clean up.

Li Yuan quickly returned to the house and directly called the white sparrow that was wandering around Shanbao County.

The white bird flapped its wings and quickly flew towards the black market.

"What's the matter, Mr. Yan?" Lady Yan asked.

The proprietress was also looking at him in the dark, with a somewhat frightened expression, obviously frightened by the solemn atmosphere.

Li Yuan held the two girls in his arms and gently caressed their bellies with his hands. The doctor in the inner city had checked them two days ago, and it was confirmed that they were happy, double happy!

At this time, he didn't want to leave his wife.

Seeing that both women were a little panicked, he comforted them softly: "It's nothing, it's just that we might have to move."

"Moving?" The landlady was surprised and asked nervously, "What happened?"

Li Yuandao: "Okay, Sister Xue, Sister Yan, your task now is to give birth to our child properly, I will take care of the rest.

In short, you just need to know that the wind and rain outside will be blocked by me. As for what the wind and rain are, don't ask yet.

It would be bad if you get scared. "

"Well, I listen to my husband." Lady Yan yawned, tilted her head and snuggled into Li Yuan's arms obediently.

It was early in the morning, and she had become very sleepy recently, and now that she was woken up, she was extremely sleepy.

The landlady didn't say anything anymore, she hugged her man's waist from the side and pressed her face on his thigh.

Li Yuan reached out and grabbed the dragon gun knife that was always hidden under his pillow.

At this time, the Dragon Spear Sword was just a metal tube half an arm long, cold and heavy in the hand.

"Sister Yan, Sister Xue, you've already put on your clothes. Let's go to bed with our clothes on. I'll sit by the bed. If something goes wrong, I'll take you away."

The two women responded in a daze, then wrapped themselves in clothes and got into the quilt.

Li Yuan sat in the darkness beside the bed, closed his eyes slightly, and then opened them in the distant sky.

The white sparrow fluttered its wings and landed on the branches by the lake.

At this time, Tie Sha had already arrived at the lake and dispersed the crowd to stay away from here.

The black and dense Blood Sword Sect servants carried large swords and guarded the outside in circles. There were hundreds of them, not counting the peripheral and outer disciples.

The red flames rising from the torches were burning fiercely in the winter night, like red snakes dancing, illuminating the slightly stiff and horrified faces of everyone here, as well as the man in white robe with the beard at the front.

Tie Sha was looking solemnly at the island in the middle of the lake in the distance with his eyebrows furrowed, and the thin Ada stood behind him.

"Master, what should we do?" An inner disciple's voice trembled, "This doesn't look like an enemy attack, on the contrary..."

As he talked, he didn't dare to say it anymore, as if that word was a taboo word in the dark night.

Tie Sha raised his voice and said, "What are you afraid of? Is there anything you dare not say? It's just evil!"

His voice was calm and confident, coupled with his usual prestige, the fear in the hearts of the disciples here was immediately suppressed, and the noise and panic around them gradually calmed down.

Tie Sha suddenly said: "There should be some prisoners who are about to be executed in the county prison, right?"

A disciple responded: "Yes, Master, there are a few more."

Tie Sha said: "Bring them all."

"yes."

Soon, five death row inmates were escorted over.

Tie Sha said without even looking at them: "Now I'll give you a chance to live."

The death row prisoner was still in a daze when a disciple next to him kicked him and said, "This is the Iron Sect Master!"

Only then did the five death row prisoners react, and they bowed down quickly and said repeatedly: "Thank you so much, Master! Thank you so much, Master!"

Tie Sha pointed to the distance and said: "Have you seen that island? There are evil spirits on the island. Normally, they are on the island and will not come out.

Now you draw lots, and those you catch will go by boat.

After passing there, you don’t need to go to the island. Just wait for half a stick of incense at the edge of the island. When the time is up, you can return. After returning, you can go back. "

A prisoner on death row asked: "What about the people who were not caught?"

Tie Sha said: "Then continue back to the prison and wait for questioning.

But if the first person caught dies, then you still have a chance."

The prisoners on death row were silent, but they understood, but they had no choice.

Tie Sha naturally knows about "ghost realm" and "ghost gate".

Although he didn't understand why the ghost realm in Zhongshi broke out, after all, Mr. Ding didn't understand it either.

All Mr. Ding knows is not to enter the ghost realm and not to feed it, then it will be fine.

But this sudden outburst is beyond the scope of knowledge.

But one thing Mr. Ding is sure of is that no matter where it is, there are boundaries in the ghost realm.

What Tie Sha wants to test now is the new boundary of this "ghost realm".

Five death row prisoners passed by boat one by one.

The first one arrived at the island but failed to land. Then he suddenly shouted in terror, then staggered and fell into the water, never to float again.

The second one, slightly further away, had the same result.

The third one, who continued further away, was still dead. This time Tie Sha saw it clearly. It was a pale palm protruding from the water.

The fourth one was also dead. Tie Sha saw half of his swollen face, which made him completely sure that the entire black market had turned into a ghost land.

Only the fifth one came back alive. The death row prisoner returned to the shore ecstatically. Tie Sha waved his hand and said, "You can go."

After the death row prisoner left, Tie Sha took another disciple and whispered: "Go to the wild and kill him."

The disciple also left quietly.

Tie Sha looked at the border and saw that the distance was not bad.

So the inner disciples were sent to the inner city to transport five puppets, and at the same time they also had people move in a lot of kerosene.

He's going to burn down the black market.

Ghost, no solution.

But he always wanted to try.

When it was almost dawn, four of the five puppets had already carried barrels of kerosene on the island and went to the black market.

The route was a set straight line, so the puppets arrived quickly.

The fifth puppet is holding a torch and a knife.

Such a crude operation, but it worked.

Perhaps because the puppet is not a human being or has no soul, it was not attacked.

The reason why Iron Kill didn't use rockets was because the humidity near the lake was heavy and the snow hadn't melted yet, so rockets couldn't ignite the black market.

He did not measure the boundary to get closer and shoot arrows, but just to measure the boundary of the ghost domain so that he could later know whether it had expanded.

In Bai Que's eyes, the entire black market was on fire.

Li Yuan, who was sitting by the couch, sighed, his eyes a little moist.

He knew that Mr. Li was gone.

In the ghost realm, let alone Master Li, he may not survive.

After a long time.

Its daybreak.

Then it was noon again.

The warm sun was in the sky, and the fire in the black market had been burning for most of the day, but it gradually became smaller.

The people in the distance were expecting to see a piece of ruins. Even if there were sneaks, they were sneaks in the ruins.

But in the next moment, they were all stunned, because the black market was still there.

Not only that, the houses that had been destroyed by the fire had been restored again, standing gloomily at the end of their sight, looking indescribably weird.

In the black market, you can vaguely see strange white dots.

At this moment, everyone felt terrified, with goosebumps rising in rows.

Tie Sha stared at it for a long time, his Adam's apple rolled, and said: "This place is a forbidden area, no one is allowed to approach!"

He didn't sleep all night, but his body was full of blood, but he didn't feel tired. At this time, Mr. Ding was already standing beside him silently.

Mr. Ding gently pushed Tiesha and said, "Elder Li is here."

Tie Sha nodded, glanced around, and walked out of a pavilion.

Li Yuan stopped his horse, threw the reins to the servant aside, and walked towards the pavilion.

Outside the pavilion, he stopped and saluted Tie Sha in the pavilion. Tie Sha was frightened, but he had to cooperate because he knew that the ancestor did not want to reveal his identity.

But in the eyes of outsiders, Elder Li still behaves like he has gained the trust of the Iron Sect Master. This is normal.

When Li Yuan entered the pavilion, Tie Shacai looked solemn and majestic, but his tone was soft and authentic: "Forgive me, ancestor, forgive me for being in front of outsiders."

Li Yuandao: "I told you earlier, what happened in the past will be what it is now."

Mr. Ding next to him also nodded slightly and said in a lower voice: "Xiao Ding has met the senior."

Li Yuan looked at his white-haired and childlike appearance and didn't know what to say.

Just scream, if you misunderstand, just misunderstand.

At least it explains the source of his strength.

Old Ding said: "Senior, this ghost realm used to be only in the central city, but now it has taken shape for some reason."

Li Yuan was too embarrassed to ask, so he could only say: "Continue."

Elder Ding stroked his beard and said: "According to people from the Central Plains, the horror of a ghost realm is often related to the time it exists and the number of people who died around it.

Generally speaking, the longer a ghost realm exists and the more people die around it, the scarier it becomes.

Therefore, although the Silver Creek Black Market Ghost Domain is also a ghost domain, it is not that scary. "

Tie Sha obviously had not discussed this topic with Mr. Ding. At this time, he said: "Since it is not that scary and it has just formed, is there a way to get rid of it?"

Mr. Ding chuckled and said, "Master Iron Sect, don't even think about removing it.

I just said it wasn't that scary, but I didn't say it wasn't scary. "

Immediately, Mr. Ding started talking.

Li Yuan listened silently. After a while, he finally understood that this ghost domain is a forbidden area. Regardless of whether it was just formed, it is a forbidden area. Except for this, no one can really understand the situation of the ghost domain.

No one knows whether it is the reason for the formation of the ghost realm, the reason for the expansion of the ghost realm, or the reason for the opening of the ghost gate.

Normally, the only person who could possibly survive in the Ghost Realm through strength must be at least level six.

Because the sixth level realm is called the realm of changing one’s destiny.

Once you change your destiny, the essence of your life will change, and you will be completely reborn, entering a new level of life, and your lifespan will be increased by a full hundred years.

Those who have reached the realm of changing their fate will see a mysterious, mysterious and ancient pattern in their mind.

If the corresponding pattern is drawn with the blood of a sixth-grade person, evil spirits can be warded off.

Strangely, drawing with other bloods doesn't work.

Moreover, warriors who practice different techniques will see completely different patterns when they reach the sixth level.

This pattern is called "ancestral urn".

Only the ancestral urn made of the blood of those who view the ancestral urn can be called a "talisman".

"Talk" can destroy evil spirits, and it is also the hope for sixth-grade people to escape from the ghost realm.

However, this is not possible

Because, what if it’s too late to draw? What if you encounter too many ghosts and run out of blood? What if you are unlucky and encounter a ghost that the talisman cannot retreat from?

Therefore, even the sixth-grade people stay away from the ghost realm, avoiding it like the plague.

And this kind of sixth-grade people who escape from the ghost realm by relying on "talismans" cannot become immortals because they are not destined to die.

Those who can do walking corpses are all people who must die, but their death time is delayed due to some weird reasons, so they are called walking corpses.

The probability of occurrence of corpses is extremely low, and they are only likely to appear in places where ghost gates are frequently opened.

Because only after many, many people died, there was a slight possibility that an "accident" would occur and then a corpse would appear.

After this chat, Li Yuan finally understood why General Gu Xiang and Zhao Xiantong ran away.

In fact, they may not be so frightened as soon as they hear the news, they will run away without even testing the waters. What they are really afraid of is the environment that produces the evil.

If it can produce walking corpses, doesn't it mean that the gates of ghosts have been opened frequently and evil spirits are running rampant?

After listening to Mr. Ding's explanation, Tie Sha couldn't help it.

The ghost realm has no solution.

Even to exorcise ghosts, a sixth-grade warrior has to use his own blood to exorcise them, so how can he fight them?

Tie Sha didn't think about it anymore, so he looked at Li Yuan and asked respectfully: "Ancestor, what are your plans now?"

Li Yuandao: “I can’t handle the ghost realm either.

However, since this black market ghost land is in Silver Creek, and the west of the inner city is also close to Silver Creek, I want to move. After all, my two wives are happy.

I don’t know, is there any good place for Iron Sect Master? "

In fact, Tie Sha already knew about this. After all, Li Yuan didn't hide it, and he used a doctor from the inner city.

After Tie Sha knew this, he was shocked and happy.

What is shocking is that a being like the Blood Knife Ancestor, who is obviously a sixth-grade being, can actually have a child with an ordinary woman. This chance is almost as good as the chance of giving birth to a corpse.

Happily, the Blood Knife Ancestor obviously wants to take root here and settle down. This is a great thing.

At this time, the Master of Tiemen changed his majesty in front of ordinary people and smiled flatteringly: "Ancestor, there is a manor in the land west of Wutong Fang and east of Huatao Fang.

The manor was built based on a natural warm pool. The pool is home to hundreds of flowers. The water in the pool is always clear and warm in all seasons. In spring and autumn, the weather is cold, but the water in the pool is warm. You can soak in the water and feel refreshed.

There are still four turrets around the manor. Special sergeants can be stationed in the turrets for guarding without worrying about intrusion by young people. "

Mr. Ding next to him said: "It happened that all the fearless troops before were killed in the attack of Sun Wei's allies. We can buy more and then equip the four turrets of our seniors with fearless troops."

Fearless Army.

Li Yuan heard it from Tie Sha.

This fearless army is the former city guard. These are soldiers concocted by some big forces using secret methods. They are loyal and fearless, and have no superfluous emotions. As for what is sold on the market, most of them are defective or failed products.

The price of the Fearless Army is based on individual strength, and the previous price of the city guards on the inner city of Blood Knife Gate was only slightly more expensive than ordinary live goods.

"Okay, then we have Master Laotie and Mr. Ding." Li Yuan said gratefully. After all, a place with a good environment is also suitable for raising birds, and then said, "I will take all the demon dogs inside the door to look at the yard. ,May I?"

Tie Sha hurriedly said: "You take it, you take it"

Li Yuandao: "In addition, I also want to build a tomb for Mr. Li."

Tie Sha and Ding Lao were both stunned, looking surprised.

Immediately, Tie Sha said: "Okay, I still have Master Li's clothes in the city, and there are also some in the city that sells dead people. I will follow your instructions to make a paper man similar to Master Li, and then put it on." Clothes, choose a day to bury.”

"Thank you." Li Yuan saluted.

Tie Sha and Ding Lao also hurriedly returned the gift.

When Li Yuan was far away, Mr. Ding stroked his beard and said, "I didn't expect that this senior is really a kind and righteous person. It seems that he is going to settle down here. Lord Iron Sect, this is a great event."

Tie Sha glanced in the direction of the black market, squeezed out a smile, nodded and said: "Yes. Finally, there is a happy event.

Although a ghost realm was born in Fangzhong, there are ancestors who sit in our Shanbao County.

I think since our ancestors gave birth to children with those two ordinary women, I am afraid that he has the intention to establish the Li family here.

From now on, there is no guarantee that our Blood Knife Sect will become an ivy climbing the Li family.

The Blood Knife Sect is fine, Mr. Ding, you have a senior to accompany you. I am also thinking about going to the Central Plains for a walk. I want to look for the Holy Fire Palace and see if I can see the life catalog of my lineage. "

Mr. Ding sighed and just said: "Tiesha, you are a smart man, just do it after you think about it."

The Central Plains is dangerous, but practice is also extremely important.

Tie Sha is in very good condition now, but if a few more years pass, he is afraid that his shadow blood will decline, and he will not be able to practice even if he has a life catalog.

Therefore, there is nothing Mr. Ding can do to persuade him.

The two of them were talking, and Tie Sha was about to go back to rest.

But just as he was about to leave, the sound of hurried horse hooves suddenly came from the distance.

Not long after, a Xuanpao disciple got off his horse, prostrated himself in front of the pavilion and said, "Master, there are disciples on the bank of Silver River who found someone who escaped from the black market."

Tie Sha suddenly stood up.

Mr. Ding's eyes widened in shock.

The two looked at each other in confusion, and both read the message in the other's eyes: Could it be a dead body?

Tie Sha said: "How many people are there?"

The Xuanpao disciple said: "Six people."

Mr. Ding stroked his beard and said: "It's impossible."

It is absolutely impossible to produce six corpses.

Tie Sha said: "Take me to see it."

After a while, the two led some disciples to a small forest. On the cold river beach, six people were sitting huddled by the tree, surrounded by servants holding swords.

The two people came forward to ask for details, and soon found out that these six people also encountered what happened last night, and then ran away in a panic, rushed onto the boat again, and then fainted from fright. When they woke up in the morning, this The boat has floated quietly to the shore.

Mr. Ding asked carefully for a while, then shook his head at Tie Sha, indicating that it was not Xing Kui.

Tie Sha began to investigate again. Maybe these six people brought some treasures with them, or something else.

But after checking again and again until evening, Tie Sha didn't find anything special about these six people.

So Tie Sha asked his disciples to continue investigating.

The next day, all the information about the six people had been sorted out and placed in front of Tie Sha.

Tie Sha looked at the six files. He was stunned for a moment, and then he looked at them carefully.

Not only did these six people not know each other, they had almost no interactions with each other before, and they had no treasures with them.

But on one thing, they are completely consistent.

But this made Tie Sha unbelievable.

Seeing Mr. Ding coming, Tie Sha pushed the six files and asked, "Mr. Ding, do you believe that someone can survive the ghost realm just because their surname is Yan?"

Mr. Ding shook his head, isn't this nonsense?

Then he saw the archives, too.

On the file, the surnames of those six people are all Yan.

After a while, Mr. Ding finished reading all the files. He fell into a confused silence as if he was dead.

Because the only thing these six people have in common is their last names.

A few days later, a tomb was built by the stream. The stone tablet was engraved with "The Tomb of the First Master Li Yu" and the inscription was "Li Yuan".

Li Yuan came here to worship alone.

The weather is not beautiful, it is raining and snowing.

The young man placed the white flowers and fruits in front of the tomb, then grabbed a handful of paper money and sprinkled them down. Then he bowed, burned three sticks of incense and inserted them into the bronze incense burner.

After doing this, he picked up two jars of the best snow fermented wine and sat cross-legged in front of the tombstone.

He looked at the stone tablet and thought of Master Li's previous care for him and all the past events in his mind.

He was silent for a long time, smashed two jars of sealing mud, grabbed one jar, and lowered his palm slightly.

The clear wine was spilled in front of the tomb.

"Teacher, drink first." The young man stared at the drink in concentration.

When the wine was gone, he put the remaining jar of snow fermented grains to his mouth, raised his head and drank.

The strong liquor enters the throat, first like ice cream, and then like a fire knife, stirring up the internal organs and seeming to burn them all.

In one breath, I drank a jar.

The young man's body swayed slightly, and there were many words in his heart, but he didn't say a word. He only bowed again when he finally stood up and said: "Thank you for your teaching!"

After that, he turned around and left.

After a while, people came one after another. When Zhou Jia and Zhao Chunxin saw the white flowers and wine stains in front of the tomb, they knew that Li Yuan had come.

The next day, early.

A carriage stopped in front of No. 9 House in the inner city.

Li Yuan helped the two ladies get into the car, and then accompanied them on one side.

Today is an auspicious day, and it is also the day they move to Baihua Manor.

The wheels of the carriage turned, and they headed westward, gradually moving away from Silver Creek and the ghost land of the Black Market.

In the car, the two women leaned against their men and gently touched their abdomens. Although they were not yet bulging, the two women felt a strange feeling when they thought that two little lives were being gestated.

The carriage left the inner city and passed through the busy city. Li Yuan knew that the two ladies were greedy recently, so he got out of the car to buy some food.

He was about to get out of the car when Lady Yan suddenly said: "Mr.

"Sister Yan, if you want anything, just tell me directly." Li Yuan smiled softly.

Mrs. Yan said: "I thought that if I go like this, I don't know when I will come back next time. So I want to go to the shantytown."

"I know." Li Yuandao, "But I asked around and Feng'er didn't come back, and neither did Brother Xiong, but I didn't kill them."

"Ms. sir, can you do me a favor?"

"Sister Yan, just tell me, your business is my business."

"Can someone say hello and leave the house where Feng'er lives in empty and don't rent it out? I want to leave a letter to her and tell her where I moved to, in case she can't find it when she comes back. I’m afraid I’m not going to die in a hurry.”

Li Yuan smiled and did not hit his mother-in-law.

Everyone ran away with Brother Xiong, why would they come back again?

He said fondly: "Okay."

"Then let's take a detour. I'll write a letter and put it on her desk. She will know when she comes back."

"Okay, listen to my wife."