Please Kill the Demon

"Chu Liang, something happened..." It was Lin Bei who broke in.

He rushed in hurriedly, looked at the situation in the room, and couldn't help being stunned for a moment: "Song Jiaoxi is also there, oh, it's quite lively."

Standing and lying down, each is enough to make a mahjong table.

"Why are you here, where is Li Jue?" Chu Liang asked.

"Li Jue is lost!" Lin Bei said hastily.

"Um?"

"I watched from the outside, and there was no movement inside for a long time. I was a little surprised. I knocked on the door and saw that the window was open. I don't know where Li Jue went!" Lin Bei said, "I'll come to you immediately."

"Didn't you hear any changes?" Chu Liang asked.

"No." Lin Bei shook his head. "There is no abnormal breath or sound at all. I suspect that he may have sneaked away by himself, but I don't know why he did it."

"He may have something to hide from us. Li Jue may also be Situ Yan's target..." Chu Liang's thoughts turned, his brows furrowed, and he thought, "I don't know where he went, what should we do?"

"I...I can give it a try." Song Qingyi said suddenly.

"Can you find Li Jue?" Both Lin Bei and Chu Liang looked at her.

"Hmm." Song Qingyi nodded lightly, then raised her hand and took out a half-page old golden paper, which was empty but filled with spirituality.

With her right hand pointing together to form a pen, she gently stroked the half page of paper, and suddenly a cinnabar-colored red glow lit up, following her fingertips to form a word.

Li... Jue...

After writing the name, Song Qingyi tossed the half-page of paper into the sky, but saw it circling three times in the air, and then it seemed to have found its direction, and a ray of light fell and flew forward along the window.

"Follow it." Song Qingyi said, followed Qinghui's guidance, and flew out of the window together with the half-page paper.

"Someone has to stay and watch him." Chu Liang pointed to Yan Xiaohu.

"I'll come." Lin Bei volunteered to stay this time.

Chu Liang nodded, and flew out after Song Qingyi.

Only Yan Xiaohu and Lin Bei were left looking at each other.

After a moment of silence, Yan Xiaohu cautiously asked: "Then... what should we do now?"

Lin Bei thought for a while and said, "Let's order first."

"Huh?" Yan Xiaohu was stunned.

I saw Lin Beida sitting on a chair, "Then wake them up, let's play music and dance!"

"Is this okay?" Yan Xiaohu scratched his head, "I haven't got rid of the danger yet, have I?"

"Brother You is watching you, don't worry." Lin Bei patted him on the shoulder, "Although the last person I watched had an accident just now... But that wasn't purely an accident, I also hope to succeed once... "

...

The words are divided into two ends.

Chu Liang followed Song Qingyi and the half-page gold paper all the way out of the city against the wind, and on the way, he praised: "Song Jiaoxi, your magic weapon is very convenient. As long as you know the name, there is no one in the world who can't find it."

"Not at all. My cultivation base is not enough, so I can only track the area inside and outside Yanjiao City." Song Qingyi said.

"That's amazing too." Chu Liang said.

Song Qingyi said again: "This half-page golden book is a self-defense treasure given to me by Master when I went out to do errands this time. It has many wonderful uses, but I haven't fully grasped it yet."

Chu Liang was silent for a while.

Her master is so kind, hey, why am I sad?

But he also knew that this was not the problem of Emperor Nvfeng alone. In Shushan, unless a disciple is extremely outstanding or has made great achievements, it is very rare to be rewarded with a magic weapon by the master. This is still the case even after leaving the poor Yinjian Peak.

But actually in other fairy sects, it is a very common thing.

In the final analysis, it is still the difference in the philosophy of the sect.

Especially among the three religions, the practitioners of Confucianism are slightly different from the other two. In addition to supernatural powers, Confucianism places more emphasis on learning and morality, and this is especially true in Junzitang.

With Song Qingyi's cultivation base, other immortal sects should not receive such attention. But in Junzitang, she may gain the respect of the elders of the teacher's school by virtue of her excellence in learning and morality.

The half-page golden book didn't fly too fast, and after a long while, it arrived at a familiar place.

The mountain behind the academy, by the small lake.

"Li Jue is here."

"Don't worry, just take a look and talk."

After confirming the position from afar, Song Qingyi put away the magic weapon, and the night sky returned to silence. The two moved forward slowly, and soon, they saw a slender figure by the lake.

"Why……"

That figure was chanting something to the lake water, the voice, shape and appearance were exactly Li Jue.

"Why did you kill so many people..." Li Jue's voice was very painful.

"I killed you, why don't you just come and kill me? Why do you keep killing people..."

"Huh?" Chu Liang, who was observing secretly, brightened his eyes.

really.

Li Jue was hiding something.

"That day you tied me up and wanted to scratch my face. I was so scared, I struggled violently...and then accidentally pushed you into the lake. , fled all the way back home."

"It took me a long time to think about whether it would be dangerous for you to fall into the lake...but when I ran back to see you, I heard that someone drowned in the lake..."

"I didn't mean it...but, I did kill you."

"I've been so scared these days, and I've been running away...but now I don't want to run away anymore..."

"Situ Yan, if you really become a ghost, come to me and stop killing others."

"..."

His voice was intermittent, and it was carried by the wind to the ears of Chu Liang and Song Qingyi.

It turned out that it was Li Jue who directly caused Situ Yan's drowning, not Situ Yan who committed suicide by throwing himself into the water. No wonder Li Jue was so frightened. These days, he has been in the self-blame of killing someone by mistake and the fear of killing his life by resentful spirits, which is why he has experienced unimaginable psychological torture.

It should be that he finally couldn't bear this kind of torture, so he came here today.

But he talked there alone for a long time, but nothing unusual happened.

Li Jue looked up and looked around, "Are you not here, or are you unwilling to show up? Okay...then I'll go down and redeem myself..."

He muttered a few times, got up and walked towards the lake below.

It looks like he wants to commit suicide!

"Li..." Song Qingyi immediately wanted to get up to stop her, but Chu Liang grabbed her.

"Wait a little longer." Chu Liang said softly.

Seeing Li Jue coming to the shore, he seemed to hesitate for a moment, but it didn't take long before he made up his mind and jumped down!

Just when Song Qingyi was about to make a forcible move, suddenly, the evil wind blew up!

The whistling wind sounded like waves rising from the flat ground, the strong wind was piercing and cold, sweeping from all directions, unexpectedly pushed Li Jue who had jumped halfway back to the shore.

Plop, Li Jue fell to the ground, and immediately got up again: "Situ Yan, is that you?"

The raging wind finally gathered in one place, forming a human figure in front of him, and dispersed in an instant.

Only a ghostly figure remained in place.

It was a woman in a Confucian shirt, with thick scars on half of her face, and there was no one else except the rumored Situ Yan.

Li Jue saw the ghost he had been afraid of all this time, but he seemed relieved, "You finally came to see me."

On the other hand, Chu Liang and Song Qingyi cheered up.

This strong yin energy is by no means an ordinary wraith, and the solid figure is enough to explain the problem. Although I don't know what happened to make her have such a cultivation...

But sure.

Situ Yan is a painted skin ghost!