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Chapter 65
It was getting dark, and He Lingjiang was still sitting at the table, looking at the token in his hand.

Qiongzhi cut the lights in front of her a little bit brighter, and said softly, "Qi Niangzi, it's time to rest."

"Okay." He Lingjiang nodded, but there was no movement.

She held up the token and leaned in front of the candle to distinguish it carefully. Apart from the 22 Wing Constellation stars engraved on the token, there were also complicated runes engraved along the circle.

Where have you seen this thing?
She frowned and let out a sigh of relief.

The lights in front of them were disturbed by the breath, and they jumped, causing the patterns on the token to become more and more dazzling.

He Lingjiang's eyes shrank, yes, it was at that time!
Northland, wasteland.

The old woman named "Wu Yu" wore such a token on her body.

She suddenly remembered that at that time, she was lying on the white snow in the wasteland, and the old woman was holding a human skin snare drum and a thin drum stick, humming an ancient tune in her mouth, and dancing around her at her pace.

Between the movements, a small token loomed over her waist.

Her eyes narrowed slightly.

Identical runes.

What is engraved on the front of the token?Engraved with four stars, shaped like a dustpan
She is the female dormitory of the seven places in the north!

But that old woman is clearly doing the magic of the sorcerer.

Witchcraft and mysticism come from the same door, and even the formation of sorcery is much earlier than mysticism.

In the period of ancient tribes, when people sacrificed to the gods, the wizards of the clan communicated with the gods in the form of dance, so as to pray to the sky for good weather and bliss and well-being.

At that time, shamans were considered to be people who could communicate with the world and possess great wisdom.Such as the ancient Xuanyuan Emperor, Chi You and Shennong, etc., themselves are great witches.

In fact, the formation of the entire Taoism and metaphysics is also partly inherited from the ancient witch culture, derived from the witch.

It was only later that with the change of dynasties, Taoism and mysticism gradually developed and expanded, forming a situation of dominance, while the shamanistic culture slowly withered, and only continued among some ancient tribes.

The barren tribes in the north have witches.

But the old woman, who practiced witchcraft, was wearing a female hostess token engraved with runes.

She is not a witch!

In other words, she is not just a witch!
He Ling Jiang's eyes deepened: chase, old woman, witchcraft, constellation, token, Xuanyang, He's.

There must be a line that connects them all.

Thinking of the countless crises in the wasteland and her party, she suddenly understood that there must be a big hand behind it, secretly fiddling with the situation.

She turned around the token in her hand, but the clues she could find at the moment were only one token.
On the second day, He Lingjiang got up early, and after breakfast, he wandered around the temple.

She slept late last night, but her complexion was very good, and she could not see any sleepiness.

Qiongzhi couldn't help yawning, Qi Niangzi was in good spirits.

He Lingjiang glanced at her with a smile and said, "You had to stay up with me last night, are you sleepy?"

Qiongzhi held back the tears she couldn't help shedding from yawning, and forcibly answered, "I'm not sleepy."

The last time, Qi Niangzi was watching what happened in this Yunju, she had to guard it well, and this time there must be no more accidents.

He Lingjiang smiled and said: "It's daytime, people come and go, nothing can go wrong. Go back and rest first, and let Qingzhu and Aman accompany me."

Qiongzhi held back the yawn she was about to yawn, "Qi Niangzi, this maid is not sleepy."

He Lingjiang looked at her bloodshot eyes, but with a self-sufficient look, he couldn't help but say, "If a person is sleepy, he will yawn involuntarily. Qiongzhi, you are practicing medicine, and you naturally know what this yawn is. contagious."

"Wait a while, aren't we going to be yawning here?"

Qingzhu let out a snort and laughed, "Yes, Qiongzhi, you should go back and get some sleep first. Don't worry, Qi Niangzi has me and Aman watching here, so you can't go wrong."

"Can……"

Qiongzhi was about to say more, but He Lingjiang cut him off: "Don't do it, go and rest. There are still He Zheng and the others guarding outside, don't worry. I may have to go to bed later tonight, you will think about it later. Accompany me, may I survive?"

Qiongzhi also makes sense.

After entering this Yunju Temple, she was completely uneasy, afraid that if she was away from Qi Niangzi for a moment, she would make a mistake if she was not careful.

Now it's daytime, with Qingzhu and Aman guarding, and at night, there must be someone there for the Seventh Lady.

She should rest well, and then cheer up.

He Lingjiang persuaded Qiongzhi, who looked tired, to walk away, and then walked to the courtyard where Xuanwei was.

The disciples under Xuanyang's seat wanted to ask, but they couldn't ask with great fanfare. They could only ask Xuanwei to find a reason and call someone over.

On the small table was a fine Mengding tea, the tea was fragrant, Xuanwei raised his hand and poured a cup for He Lingjiang: "Qi Niangzi, what can you see from that token?"

He Lingjiang lowered his head and took a sip, Fang said: "I have seen another token before, with the exact same pattern, painted with four stars of the female star."

Xuanwei paused in his hand: "There really are other constellations? I don't know where Qi Niangzi saw her?"

"Northern Territory." He Lingjiang lowered his eyes and said.

Aman and Qingzhu were guarding outside the house, and they didn't know when the seventh lady of the He family had been to the north.

Xuanwei's attention was only on the newly-appeared female host token, and naturally he didn't care about her traces.

He frowned and said, "It's actually the North. It's really not that simple. I'm afraid there is a bigger conspiracy. Can the Seventh Lady find other clues?"

He Lingjiang sighed helplessly: "It's just that I saw it by chance."

She put down the teacup: "Since the two tokens of Nv Xing and Yi Xing have appeared, the other 26 Xing Xing must also exist. There are 28 Xing Xing in the four directions, N X Xing belongs to the north, and Yi Xing belongs to the south, and now they also happen to be north A southern land appeared. From this, it can be seen that the star envoys of the other 26 constellations should also be distributed in the four directions of east, west, north and south."

"Weave such a big net, the picture must not be small."

Xuanwei's heart was startled, someone was secretly plotting the net?

"It's a pity that you and I have too little information. It's like finding flowers in the fog. It's really confusing."

He Lingjiang flexed his fingers, and flicked the wall of the tea cup on the table, and the clear tea in the cup immediately rippled layer by layer: "Don't worry, there will always be a time when the fog will dissipate."

Xuanwei groaned in his heart, yes, He Qiniang, who is at the forefront of the storm, is not in a hurry, why should he be in such a hurry to be sad?
Take your time, you will see clearly.

Outside the hall, someone came hurriedly.

"Uncle Shi, are you calling us?" Several of Xuan Yang's disciples bent over to salute Xuan Wei.

Xuanwei nodded and said, "About your master, I have some things to ask you here."

"I don't know what Uncle Master wants to ask?"

Xuan Yang's second disciple Shoudao glanced at He Lingjiang, who was beside him, and frowned: "Besides, since I want to ask about the master, who is this lady, and why is she staying here?"

The master died for no reason, and the elder brother also disappeared overnight. These disciples stayed in the view, but they were a little suspicious about the cause of death explained by Xuanwei.

Now, I don't know what he is going to ask, and in front of outsiders?

He Lingjiang looked at Xuanwei with a smile but not a smile: "Didn't the Taoist tell them the real cause of death of Xuanyang Guanzhu?"

The real cause of death?
The guards couldn't help but widen their eyes.

Sure enough, Master is not what Uncle Master said, he died when he was defeated by the gangsters.

He and his apprentices secretly inspected the body of the master, and he was killed with a sword, and he also suffered internal injuries.

Master's profound skills are beyond the reach of ordinary profound practitioners, and he has never had a grudge against anyone, so how could he die inexplicably at the hands of others.

"Master, how did Master get there?"

"Who killed the master?"

Shoudao stared at Xuanwei and forced: "Uncle Shi is covering up like this, but what's the secret?"

Xuanwei sighed faintly and said, "Why does the Seventh Lady insist on breaking it?"

"If you don't say it, they have always had doubts in their hearts. Can they tell you the truth one by one and listen carefully?"

He Lingjiang turned his head to look at them and said slowly: "Your master Xuanyang Guanzhu died at my hands."

　I was so excited to see Jaylen today.As a result, the small hand trembled, and the release time set for the two chapters was reversed. Now the chapter name cannot be changed, but the content has been adjusted. You can read it in the normal order.grateful!
　　
　
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