Left side door: I can reverse the price

Chapter 39
Jiang Xiaobai did not leave Huangshi Town directly, but returned to his original appearance, and found a random inn to stay.

In the guest room, a few side dishes and a jar of spirits.

The wine jar is not spiritual wine, but Huangzhuang wine, which is not well-known in Kunshan County.

He drinks by himself, stealing half a day's leisure.

Jiang Xiaobai's mind reappeared the majestic specter of casting the [Death Demon Blood Soul Curse] for a moment.

If it wasn't for the golden finger in his hand, he would have wanted to offer a sacrifice and throw himself into the darkness just by looking at it.

Jiang Xiaobai couldn't help thinking.

"Now casting the [Dead Demon Blood Soul Curse], you can use your golden fingers to steal power, and it's hard to detect if you use it in a subtle way."

"But if you continue to advance in the future and use it at the Immortal Ascension Boundary or a higher level, you will borrow more power."

"Is there any danger of being noticed?"

"So [Death Devil's Blood Soul Curse] can only be used as a means to suppress the bottom of the box. Once used, don't keep it alive, so as not to leave clues."

"My spells are still weak, and I need to find some powerful means to supplement them."

"The next trip to Fangshi is very important."

Jiang Xiaobai learned that Jinchanfang City covers several surrounding prefectures, where countless casual cultivators and sect disciples gather, and Wanbao Pavilion contains hundreds of thousands of exercises books.

Among them, there are many foundation-building methods of some great sects.

These big sects only spread the methods of Qi training and foundation building, and if they want to improve later, they can only choose to join the sect.

Maybe it's a way to pan for gold.

"I don't have a lot of Tonglingbao in my hand, but there are a lot of books and materials, and I should be able to exchange some."

"There are quite a few books on exercises in Fangshi, but none of them may be suitable for me."

"If the trip to Ruofang City doesn't go well, I can only take the risk of joining Zhenmensi."

"Relying on the power of the past, it may be easier to find a suitable exercise for yourself, but after entering it, you can't help yourself."

Jiang Xiaobai lifted the wine jar and drank it down.

His gaze is firm.

There is no way forward, but a way must be blazed.

……

Two days later, early in the morning.

Jiang Xiaobai changed into a gray-white robe, with a sword on his waist, and turned into a somewhat down-and-out aristocrat.

He went to the market again and bought a tall and handsome horse.

The angry horse in fresh clothes went straight with a sword.

Every teenager has such a heart.

Going to Longyou Fucheng, Jiang Xiaobai also took this opportunity to realize his dream.

Soon, Jiang Xiaobai discovered that it was not so easy to be a knight in the rivers and lakes.

Although he is already very low-key, but walking alone on the official road is indeed a bit ostentatious, no matter how you look at it, he is a fledgling who has come out to travel the world.

After walking less than three or four hundred miles, Jiang Xiaobai was stopped several times by bandits who turned grass into bandits, and low-level monks who turned into demons.

It does not pose any threat, the key is that it will greatly affect the efficiency of the journey.

Without GPS to guide the way, he took a lot of wrong roads according to the map.

Coincidentally, Jiang Xiaobai met a convoy heading to Fucheng and was blocked by bandits. He acted righteously, showing some tricks.

He joined them at the warm invitation of the other party.

……

One day and one night passed, and the convoy traveled hundreds of miles, more than half of the journey.

By this time the sun had set and the sky was getting dark.

The convoy was walking along the somewhat deserted official road, and there were no people in sight for dozens of miles.

The steward of the team is not worried at all.

Xu was afraid that Jiang Xiaobai would think too much, a middle-aged man with a vicissitudes of life came to Jiang Xiaobai and explained.

"Young Master Jiang, if you walk more than a dozen miles, you will see a somewhat dilapidated mountain temple. We will rest there tonight."

Jiang Xiaobai replaced himself as a chivalrous man who had just entered the arena, and asked suspiciously: "The ancient books have always emphasized that when traveling at night, you should not enter the forest or temple. Why do we have to rest in the ruined temple instead?"

The middle-aged man knew that he had a chance to show off his knowledge in front of Jiang Xiaobai, and said in a low voice, "Mr. Jiang, have you ever heard the legend of ghosts?"

"I've read a lot of tales about ghosts, but I haven't actually seen them." Jiang Xiaobai replied curiously.

"I dare not say it in other places. The road to Fucheng really exists."

"Huh? Then we still..." Jiang Xiaobai asked doubtfully.

"Young Master Jiang doesn't know that this mountain temple is the safest place. It's no secret to the convoys who often run this road."

"As long as we enter the mountain temple, we will be protected. Even if the mountain ghosts gather outside the temple, they will not do anything to us."

"But remember one thing, no matter what sound you hear, don't go out of the temple, or you will die in an instant."

"Young Master Jiang is a noble person, you must not risk your life in vain because of curiosity."

"Thank you, Sun Tou, for reminding me, keep it in mind."

Jiang Xiaobai responded, but became interested in his heart.

This mountain temple is provided by an expert who does not want to see a businessman lose his life in vain and provides shelter.

Or is something else conspiring.

……

After walking forward for about a quarter of an hour, Jiang Xiaobai saw a low barren hill with some dead trees scattered on it.

The most conspicuous is the ruined temple on the mountainside.

I don't know when the ruined temple was built, half of it has collapsed, and the other half is intact, but it is also cracked everywhere and crumbling, with only a few broken tiles left on the roof.

At the moment of Xiantianling, Jiang Xiaobai didn't feel any panic and righteousness, but a ghostly aura.

No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like the shelter that the steward said.

"The ghost's illusion? Can it withstand so much blood?"

With doubts and vigilance, Jiang Xiaobai stepped into the ruined temple. The inside was not as dilapidated and dusty as he imagined.

On the contrary, it was quite clean, with a lot of straw mats laid out, and even some pots and pans.

It looks like people are resting here from time to time.

"It's weird!"

Jiang Xiaobai was even more puzzled when he saw that the guards in the convoy had arranged all kinds of items very familiarly.

He looked at the ruined temple seriously. There was nothing strange about the headless statue lying on the temple platform.

"Could it be that I overlooked something? Or is the real situation as the steward said?"

However, Jiang Xiaobai still believed in his intuition more, and planned to find out again at night.

After the team ate a big pot of food, the steward began to ask: "It's not the first time for everyone to take this trip, and they all understand the rules of the temple. I still want to remind you that no matter what you hear or see at night, you will always be careful." Not allowed to go out."

"Go out by yourself, no one will save you."

"Don't worry, Sun Tou, even if the princess comes to seduce me, I won't go out."

"Shut up, you, with your virtue, even the widow Liu in the village looks down on you."

"..."

Amid the people's gags, night fell, and an invisible wave enveloped the entire ruined temple.

Jiang Xiaobai's spirit lifted: "Here we come!"

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