Purgatory

Chapter 8 Zhou Qingchen's Overture
"Soul possessed?"

Ning Yuanshan stroked his slender beard, looked at He Ziren's body, frowned and pondered.

Pang Jian's face remained the same.

He had noticed before that many foreign objects that Han Duping called "Lingsha" flew out of those corpses, and once they fell into the servants of the Zhou family and the Ning family, they would cause them to kill each other.

He believes this is a suitable reason.

"It's his surname He who is unlucky."

Ning Yao, who came after hearing the news, left the pile of rocks with a moving figure, and said, "Uncle Yuan Shan, you can't blame Pang Jian for this."

Ning Yuanshan sighed, and sighed: "Young Master He died in our team, how should I explain?"

"He Ziren is not the only one who died. Because of his high level of cultivation, the spirit demon controlled by the demon girl will naturally take the opportunity to enter Pang Jian's body and do his best to harm him. I even think that there are spirit demons invading his body , taking advantage of the chaos to erode his mind, so that the spirit possessed by Pang Jian can succeed." Ning Yao took the initiative to eliminate the suspicion for Pang Jian.

"It is indeed possible." Ning Yuanshan echoed.

Pang Jian's expression was normal, but there was a strange ripple in his heart.

He thought that the death of Mr. He's family would cause a storm, and the Ning family would blame him anyway, but he didn't expect that Ning Yao would take the initiative to excuse him.

And looking at Ning Yao's expression, he seemed a little relieved, as if he helped Ning Yao solve some troubles.

"Pang Jian..."

Ning Yao frowned, and a pair of sparkling eyes were fixed on Pang Jian's face.

She sensed something strange.

Even if he was possessed by the "spiritual evil", it was He Ziren who was killed by Pang Jian himself, but Pang Jian's performance was too calm, without the slightest panic, which was a bit unreasonable.

"What?" Pang Jian was surprised.

"Before, you...have killed someone?" Ning Yao asked suddenly.

"Ah."

Pang Jian answered in a low voice, hesitated for a moment, and then said: "I have been hunting in the Cenji Mountains for many years. Some old hunters bullied my father's absence. Seeing that I am young, they once attacked me in order to snatch my prey."

Ning Yuanshan's eyes showed a strange color, and he said, "The Orion, who is more experienced and older than you, was killed by you?"

Pang Jian said: "Good luck."

Ning Yao was stunned, and couldn't help but carefully sized him up, her beautiful eyes showed a bit of surprise, she immediately nodded and said: "There are still a lot of troubles for you in the future, as for He Ziren's death...you don't have to take it to heart. "

Pang Jian left with interest.

Suddenly, he saw Zhou Qingchen glanced in his direction from a distance on the body of the most stalwart one-horned rhinoceros among the piles of rubble in the distance.

There was something intriguing in Zhou Qingchen's eyes, which made Pang Jian puzzled.

Next, Zhou Qingchen ordered loudly to let the survivors of the Zhou family unload all the utensils and packages carried by the corpse, and move them to the open space in front of the pile of rubble.

Everyone inside immediately became busy.

The two of the Ning family and the surviving Zhang Heng tied them outside and used the horses that did not enter the stone pile to share with the survivors of the Zhou family.

After He Ziren's death, Zhou Qingchen unceremoniously took the black war horse he was riding as his own.

Soon one by one war horses crossed the rocks, and gradually passed through the pile of rocks with the corpse and the wrapped utensils on the one-horned rhinoceros.

Neither Zhou Qingchen nor Ning Yao expressed much sadness about the death of the servants in the family.

Maybe they have long been used to this kind of life and death parting, or maybe those servants' lives are so low that it's not worth their sorrow.

After a while, only the corpses of the one-horned rhinoceros and the servants were left in the pile of rocks.

The Zhou family and the Ning family had already crossed the pile of rocks, set up a fire to barbecue over there, and continued to go deeper after preparing to fill their stomachs.

Ning Yuanshan also beckoned Pang Jian to go over, hesitated for a while, and Pang Jian went towards them from the other end of the stone pile.

On the way, he felt that there was still not weak "power of Xuanyin" in the stone piles strewn with corpses, and he had other thoughts in his mind.

"I'll search to see if there is anything left."

From a prominent position among the stone piles, Pang Jian yelled loudly towards Ningyuan Mountain in front of him.

Those people who stepped out of the stone pile, hearing Pang Jian's words, only thought that he was unwilling to give up, and wanted to peel off some valuable objects from the bloody land that had been looted.

The crowd didn't care, and allowed Pang Jian to stay on the rock pile. While they were grilling meat around the fire, they discussed the next itinerary.

"Miss Ning, what's the boy's name?"

Zhou Qingchen turned the wooden pole on which the meat was skewered, looked at Ning Yao with a smile in the light of the "squeaky" fire, and said, "You should thank him for helping you kill He Ziren. I heard that this kid is licentious Wudao, the reputation in the He family is not good."

"Hehe, although this guy has a bit of talent in cultivation, I don't think he is good enough for you, Miss Ning."

Zhou Qingchen said to himself.

"His name is Pang Jian. But the real person behind the killing of He Ziren is the witch who manipulated Lingsha." Ning Yao said.

"Right."

Zhou Qingchen smiled strangely, and didn't get entangled in this topic, and said again: "The demon girl doesn't have a flesh and blood entity yet, she should be a strange spirit that was banned by the old guy from the Yinling Temple."

Touching the sharp jaw, looking at the sizzling meat, he gradually frowned: "The witch just came out, and she is still very weak, so after we broke free from the magic voice, she hurriedly retreated."

"Well, when we meet again next time, she will definitely be much stronger than now." Ning Yuanshan interjected worriedly, "Hey, I don't know why the demon girl came from laying an array among the stone piles, and let the people from the Yinling Temple pretend to be Blood Moon cultivator, what does she want to do?"

"The corpses in the stone pile, if I knew they came from Yinling Temple, I wouldn't have entered so early." Han Duping said with emotion, "Playing with foreign objects like Lingsha is the area where Yinling Temple is good at. .In that piece of Jedi, as long as there are people from the Yinling Temple, whether they are living or dead, I will be extra careful."

Causing so many people to die inside caused Zhou Qingchen to suffer heavy losses, which made him feel a little guilty.

"Don't blame yourself, no one would have thought that the corpses of Yinling Temple would be wrapped in Blood Moon's clothes." Zhou Qingchen said a few words of relief, "In my opinion, they were wearing Blood Moon's clothes before they died. Clothes. If I'm not wrong, they should have changed their clothes after killing Blood Moon's people."

"Well, they should be dealing with other people." Ning Yuanshan also agreed.

A group of people, talking outside the stone pile, the voice is not small.

"The battle set up by the Yinling Temple?"

Inside the stone pile, Pang Jian, who had shrunk his figure behind a taller rock so that Zhou Qingchen and others could not see it, touched the bronze plaque with a heated chest, looking confused.

He originally thought that if the stone mound containing the array of fibroids was man-made, then it might have been done by his father.

Hearing what those people outside said, he was not so sure.

Lifting the front of his chest, he looked at the bronze medal that hadn't returned to its original shape after getting hot this time.

The sign in the shape of a copper door, apart from becoming very hot, has no other abnormalities.

But he clearly knew that the reason why he was not affected by the screaming sound and was able to keep his mind clear was because when the soul-destroying scream sounded, the bronze medal on his chest suddenly became hot. .

It was this bronze medal that helped him.

"This thing seems unusual."

He had a faint feeling that the only relic left to him by his father might contain some kind of magic.

And when the bronze medal became hot, as long as he calmly comprehended the "Pot Heaven Nourishing Qi Art", his perception seemed to become much sharper.

For example at this moment.

When he calmed down and tried to activate the "Hutian Nourishing Qi Art", he noticed that the weak "mysterious Yin power" remaining in the stone pile seemed to be radiating from the same direction.

After pondering for a while, relying on his sharpened perception, he began to search for the source of the outflow of "Power of Mysterious Yin".

From time to time, he stopped to perceive, and would not move again until he recognized the direction target again.

After doing this several times, he moved to the corner of a stone pile far away from everyone, and saw a gray-white rock full of cracks.

The weak "power of Xuanyin" escaped little by little from the cracks in this rock.

The gray-white rock was not too big, so he hesitated for a moment, then reached out to touch the crack of the rock.

From all the cracks, a very mellow "power of mysterious yin" flowed out immediately, making his whole body icy cold.

The pure and vigorous "power of Xuan Yin" permeated his body in an instant, making his flesh and blood stiff.

After being startled, he hurriedly operated the "Heaven Pot Nourishing Qi Art", and saw the blue-black "spiritual pot" visualized in his mind, instantly incorporating the "power of mysterious yin" that had escaped into the flesh and blood.

In his spiritual sea, this extremely extraordinary "mysterious yin power" immediately melted away with the "cotton" dross.

"Tackling poison with poison?"

Pang Jian was secretly surprised.

He didn't expect that in this unremarkable broken rock, there is actually a lot of "mysterious Yin power", which is also beneficial for him to cleanse the filth in the spiritual sea.

Outside, the high-spirited discussions of Zhou Qingchen and others continued.

Pang Jian inside shrank here, his hands pressed against the cracks in the gray-white rock, frantically absorbing the "strength of mysterious Yin" in it.

I don't know how long it took, the noise outside gradually subsided, and the dross and impurities in Pang Jian's spiritual sea were also removed by the "power of Xuanyin" in the rock.

Suddenly, he heard footsteps slowly approaching.

Without hesitation, Pang Jian lifted the small piece of broken rock, put it on the bamboo basket on his back, covered it with a bamboo raft, and pretended to search around.

Soon, the tall and rough young master of the Zhou family appeared alone.

In Zhou Qingchen's hand, he was still holding a wooden pole full of cooked meat. He smiled and handed it to Pang Jian, and said, "Eat something, and I will trouble you to lead the way."

Pang Jian was a little flattered, he didn't expect that this person with the highest status would take the initiative to find the meat.

He didn't show any coyness, he took the wooden pole openly, and even when he was hungry, he opened his mouth and began to bite.

The piece of meat in the mouth, although it is roasted brown and oily, but the meat is dry and overcooked, and it needs to be chewed vigorously.

Compared with the meat he made from hunting wild animals in the forest, the meat that Zhou Qingchen gave was quite mediocre in taste.

"Don't you think my meat is not tasty?"

Seeing his frown, Zhou Qingchen couldn't help laughing, and said: "We are all practitioners, not cooks, so it's good if we can make something."

Pang Jian shook his head and didn't say anything.

"I heard from Ms. Ning that your name is Pang Jian, and you are the Orion nearby." Zhou Qingchen thought for a while, then suddenly said: "If you can leave the Cenji Mountains alive, are you interested in following me to Zhou's house?"

Pang Jian looked at him in surprise, he didn't expect that this son of the Zhou family wanted to recruit him.

"Think about it first, don't rush to give me an answer." Zhou Qingchen chuckled and said, "You can also use this time to get to know who I am, Zhou Qingchen, and the status of my Zhou family in this world. .”

"My cultivation talent is average." Pang Jian frowned.

"Talent is just a stepping stone, not everything." Zhou Qingchen waved his hand and said, "I appreciate the ruthlessness you showed when you killed He Ziren."

After saying that, he laughed lightly.

Pang Jian's expression changed drastically.

Zhou Qingchen patted him on the shoulder in a friendly manner while laughing, and said, "Although I was among the rocks, I noticed that He Ziren was looking for trouble for you and twisted you up high. When the magic sound screamed, that The demon girl hid in the white paper fan and launched a mental attack on me first."

"Her sudden shot made me unable to move for a moment, but my perception and consciousness are still there."

"I noticed that none of the spirit spirits took the opportunity to leave the stone pile at that time, so you were not possessed."

"As for how you got rid of the scream of the magic sound, I really don't understand. But no matter what, you can seize that moment of opportunity and dare to kill He Ziren so decisively, I appreciate it."

"Because you are very young and still have the opportunity to make up for your lack of talent, so I, Zhou Qingchen, are willing to accept you."

The young master of the Zhou family, who took the initiative to show his favor, left behind these words and a bunch of roasted meat, and then left in a cool manner.

Pang Jian bit the flesh in his mouth, looked at Zhou Qingchen's tall back, and didn't say another word.

It wasn't until Zhou Qingchen completely disappeared that he breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, the young master of the Zhou family didn't notice the strange rock in the bamboo basket behind him, nor did he care about He Ziren's death.

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