I just remembered Luo Qingjun's name, but she was Dingxuan Daozi thirty years ago, and later she sat in the position of the head of Dingxuan, and she is no longer alive."

"So that's it. I really don't know a lot of things. Thank you both for clarifying my doubts."

The middle-aged man nodded, and then said something that surprised both of them.

"Luo Qingjun is not dead yet, he is in Beihuang at this time."

A light flashed in Bing Yun's eyes, and his voice suddenly became very soft, "What evidence do you have for saying this?"

"The evidence is that Brahma is born with the spiritual will of heaven. If she was not in Beihuang, how could she connect with Brahma with her spirit and try to suppress me?

The fact that I can talk to you two face to face is the result of her using the power of Brahma's spiritual power."

The middle-aged man was still talking, and without any warning, a hole appeared from the front and back, and the thick brain matter inside could be clearly seen.

His voice stopped suddenly, and he slowly slid off the wooden chair, falling to the ground with a thud. Without even a struggle, he lost all breath of life.

Although someone was dead, the restaurant manager and the other two tables of guests turned a blind eye and turned a deaf ear to it, and continued to do their own things, as if the corpse on the ground did not exist at all.

"Youli, what are you doing?"

Bing Yan slowly turned his head to look, his eyes gloomy and his expression gloomy.

"Lord Bingyun, have you ever felt that our spirits seem to have been affected unconsciously?"

Youli's tone was solemn, "I practice Youshen Thorn, and I am most sensitive to this kind of change, but I only discovered something wrong just now."

Bing Yan closed his eyes and felt carefully.

After a moment, he gently exhaled a breath, "You are right, he is just an ordinary person, but he can exert a spiritual influence on our two martial arts masters. It is simply beyond my imagination."

Youli asked, "What are you going to do, Master Bingyun?"

"This town is not normal."

Bing Yan looked around, "Kill everyone here, and then go to Gui Shufang's manor. Maybe you can meet Xuanwu Dao disciples and ask more things from their mouths."

At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded and reached the ears of the two people.

Bing Yuan turned around and saw that the restaurant waiter was speaking.

"Take it easy, you two. Once I finish what I have to say, it won't be too late for you to start killing people, even massacre the town."

As soon as the shop assistant finished speaking, his whole body suddenly became stiff, his face was covered with a layer of blue ice crystals, and he also fell to the ground, losing the breath of life in an instant.

"I hope you two can go back and tell Luo Qingjun..."

Almost at the same time as the restaurant waiter collapsed, a diner sitting far away turned his head ninety degrees and took over the conversation.

Halfway through his words, he fell limply on the table. Cups, plates, and bowls were knocked all over the floor, and wine, vegetables, and soup were splashed everywhere.

"Great Brahma's spiritual power cannot be borrowed at will as she thought."

The guest at the second table continued to speak, but also died unexpectedly just after saying a word.

Immediately afterwards, the restaurant owner sat up straight from behind the counter, "She wanted to use the spiritual power of Brahma, but she didn't understand some of the key points, and she didn't know that if you borrow something, you have to repay it. There is no principle in the world where you can only borrow but not repay."

This time, Bing Yun did not take action again, and Youli also remained silent, quietly listening to what the restaurant manager said.

"If Luo Qingjun continues like this, he will definitely die without a burial place. It would be better for her and me to..."

As the restaurant manager spoke, blood suddenly gushed from his orifices and he died on the spot, following in the footsteps of others in the restaurant.

"The last one was not made by me."

Youli's spirit and spirit suddenly rose, and he looked around cautiously.

Bing Yun slowly shook his head, "I didn't take action, but he died in front of our eyes."

After being silent for a long time, he suddenly showed an inexplicable smile, "I have practiced the secret method passed down from generation to generation by my tribe since I was a child. I have gone through all kinds of hardships and hardships, passed many tests, and finally became a martial arts master who was reincarnated into heaven and man.

After that, I didn’t dare to slack off, and continued to practice hard day and night until I touched the threshold of Yin and Yang’s birth, and got a glimpse of the wonderful and mysterious scenery inside.”

"Along the way, I have forgotten how many warriors I have defeated and how many enemies I have killed, but I have never had such a strange and bizarre experience as today.

Even though I was just facing a few ordinary people who couldn't even move their energy and blood, it actually gave me an inexplicable feeling of fear."

Bing Yan shook his head and sighed, wiped a little sweat from his forehead, stood up and walked out of the store.

This time, no one spoke.

They were not hindered in any way.

Youli stopped in front of the door and looked back at the corpses with different forms of death, "Master Bingyun, do we still want to wipe out the entire town?"

"No, no one here can die again."

Bing Yuan looked up at the dark sky, reaching out to catch the snowflakes that started to fall again, "If I kill another ordinary person in this town, my state of mind will be uncontrollably affected.

This is a warning from Brahma to me, but it is also an opportunity for me to go further."

"I must thank Youli this time. If it weren't for the information you provided, I wouldn't have come here."

He looked down at the snowflakes that quickly grew in size in the palm of his hand, and the color became blue and crystal clear. His eyes were filled with more and more light, "I can't kill the residents of the town. The murderous intention that just rose in my heart can't be vented, so

It has always been accumulated in my chest, but it is like a burning fire, making it unbearable.

I hope to meet those two Xuanwu disciples soon, so that I can fully express my murderous intentions that have nowhere to be released, so that I can welcome the spiritual intention of Brahma’s coming to heaven with a more transparent and transparent state of mind.”

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After less than a day of rest, wind and snow covered the world again.

Wei Tao and Liu Qingyuan walked through the woods and stopped in front of the manor that had no appearance at all.

He did not enter it directly, but carefully observed and sensed it from the outside.

"Someone has indeed been here."

After a moment, Wei Tao squatted down, stretched out his hand to touch the slightly charred ground, and then turned to look at the boots Liu Qingyuan was wearing.

"It should be a woman. Her feet are about the same size as yours, but seem to be slightly smaller."

Liu Qingyuan's face turned slightly red, and she coughed lightly and said, "What else did you discover, sir?"

"I haven't found anything else."

Wei Tao was still observing the almost non-existent footprints, and then expanded the search area.

It wasn't until we were more than ten meters away that we saw another trace.

He frowned slightly, "The distance between two steps is about five feet. The key is that the footprints are so light, which shows that her level of strength is extraordinary.

Of course, it is also possible that she has practiced some kind of movement technique that allowed her to cross such a long distance silently without using any force on her legs.

Just like Dingxuan Palace, when she and I chased each other and ran for hundreds of miles in the wilderness, compared to me, who was growing lotuses every step of the way, she was as misty as the wind, without a trace of fireworks.

.”

Wei Tao gathered his thoughts and continued walking inside.

According to the location described in Feng Qingping's delusion, he searched for the memories left in the manor before, passing through the ruins and ruins, and gradually approached the original location of the garden.

Liu Qingyuan followed behind silently, looking at the charred mess on the ground that appeared from time to time, and then thinking of the description of Gui Shu imitation in the Si Ya archives, he couldn't help but feel a little dazed for a moment.

It gave rise to the inexplicable emotion that life is unpredictable and everything in the world is unpredictable.

There was a soft click.

Wei Tao stepped on a dead branch.

He stopped at this moment, lowered his head and looked down at the broken stone tablet lying on the ground not far ahead, and slowly said three words that had not been completely erased.

"Guishu imitation."

Next, he crossed the stone monument and saw the five-foot-square dark hole leading to the ground.

In the pile of rubble not far away, there is obviously newly dug soil, which forms an extremely sharp contrast with the gray and black marks around it.

"This should be the location of the Gui family ancestral hall."

Liu Qingyuan stepped forward and said slowly in memory, "My husband and I also carefully explored and searched nearby for a long time, but we did not find that there was such a hole leading to the ground."

Wei Tao said nothing, as Feng Qingping's description of delusions flashed in his mind.

A middle-aged man walked up the gloomy and dark steps, his whole body exuding a heart-stopping smell of blood.

"So, Liu Qingyuan's guess is very likely to be correct. Just last night, or the night before, someone really came to the Luoshui Patrol Department to look for her.

And just as she thought, the man came to the manor and dug out the hole that Feng Qingping had imagined."

“I still don’t know what is hidden underneath, and why the imitation of Gui Shu failed thirty years ago, and it has not really come to light until now.”

Wei Tao thought silently, lowering his head and looking into the cave. He could only see a flight of stairs close to the ground, and then down was a curve. He couldn't see his fingers inside, and it was impossible to see where it led.

He picked up a pebble from his feet and flicked it with his fingers. The tinkling sound was heard endlessly, and he finally stopped after taking a few breaths.

"It seems that we still need to go down and investigate in person to find out what is hidden inside."

Wei Tao took a deep breath of the cold air and took out a few fire sticks from his carry-on luggage. "I'll get off first, and you will follow. We are eight to ten steps apart. If anything happens, we will alert you as soon as possible."

"I understand, sir, be careful, there is a lot of gloom in here, I'm afraid..."
To be continued...