Junior sister, she cultivates the way of life

Wu Sheng raised his eyes and looked at Fu Zhu.

She took off her curtain hat, held it in her hand, calmly took Wu Sheng in her hand, and walked to the side to line up for the mirror.

"don’t worry."

Fu Zhu comforted Wu Sheng and said.

Wu Sheng gave her a complicated look. Why did she think she was worried?

It was just a mirror for illuminating the mind. He didn't know how many mirrors he had seen. If he really wanted to guard against demons, it was better than nothing.

"Tap-tap-"

There was a rapid sound of horse hooves, and everyone turned to look and saw a small team of about seven or eight people coming this way.

The leader was a woman dressed in red, with a red silk belt and a high ink ponytail. Her whole body was filled with a cold and murderous aura. She was holding a red gun in her hand, with a silver tip, and the blood was still wet.

Her eyebrows were raised like silver hooks, and she ignored everyone like looking at ants.

Wu Sheng tugged on Fu Zhu's sleeve, and she happened to lower her head. The woman had already passed by her.

Fu Zhu realized that Wu Sheng didn't want her and the woman's eyes to meet.

"You know her?"

In the yellow sandy soil, a long red trail was left, spreading like red silk.

It was the team behind the woman, dragging away the blood left by the prisoners.

Wu Sheng narrowed his eyes and said in a low voice, "Her name is Helian Hongzhuang."

Wu Sheng said nothing more about the rest.

In his current state, Fu Zhu didn't know whether he and Helian Hongzhuang had any grudge or not.

The team was buzzing, and Wu Sheng suddenly said in a confused manner, "I don't like her."

Fu Zhu didn't have time to ask in detail, there was a commotion in front.

"Devil!"

"A demon has sneaked in!"

In front of the mirror, the rickety old man's face gradually began to distort, and the black energy dissipated from his body. The people around him hurriedly retreated, fearing that they would be contaminated by the evil energy.

Wu Sheng has grown a little taller in the past few years, but among the crowd, he is still very short and cannot see what is going on in front of him.

But in the past, as long as the demons disguised themselves a little, they would not be able to see through the evil mirror.

Is it possible that the current mirror is different from the one before?
"Keep order! Don't make any noise!"

"Don't be noisy!"

"Whoever dares to take advantage of the chaos and run into the city will be treated as a demon!"

The cold-faced general yelled in a loud voice. He turned the gun in his hand slightly, and the cold light in the gun shocked everyone.

"A mere demon clan dares to attack our Wanheng City."

The cold female voice was particularly unique among the noisy crowd.

Helian Hongzhuang looked at the farce in front of her with cold eyes, raised her hand slightly, and the spear in her hand stabbed the demon's heart accurately.

Blood splattered on the mirror of Zhaoe's heart, and a person behind him stood in front of the mirror shivering.

"Pass."

The chaotic order returned to normal.

However, the scene where Helian Hongzhuang assassinated the demon clan was still deeply etched in everyone's minds, and everyone was in danger.

It was Wu Sheng's turn to look in the mirror. He didn't look at the person in the mirror, but at the blood beads on it. The blood beads condensed down and stained the mirror.

He didn't like Helian Hongzhuang, not because she hated demons, nor because she had so many demon lives on her hands.

Those people have nothing to do with him.

"Kid, don't linger in front of the mirror. Leave as soon as you're done."

There are so many people lining up behind, waiting to enter the city at night.

The cold-faced general urged.

Fu Zhu secretly breathed a sigh of relief. She had just seen the demons reflected in the Efu Heart Mirror, and was a little worried about Wu Sheng. Now it seems that the mirror is not so magical.After successfully passing the Zhaoe Fuxin Mirror, there was no obstacle to entering the city. Fu Zhu put on the curtain hat again.

The gauze hangs down, concealing the face.

The cold-faced general looked at the backs of the two men and summoned a subordinate, "Follow them, don't get discovered."

"Yes, General Huoli!"

The soldier beside him asked in confusion, "Didn't the two of them pass the mirror? The general still suspects that they are spies of the demon clan?"

Huo Li said, "No, I didn't doubt their identity."

The aura on that woman's body was too clean, and she could never be a demon.

It's just that when Miss Helian killed the demons, everyone looked more or less frightened. The woman and the child were so unusually calm and incompatible with the people around them.

Fu Zhu immediately noticed that someone was following him and Wu Sheng. The beautiful eyebrows under his hat were slightly twisted, wondering what went wrong.

"It's Huoli's people," Wu Sheng said.

"He is suspicious by nature. There is no need to get rid of this person."

After observing for a period of time and finding no abnormalities, he would evacuate the people himself.

If he gets rid of people now, Huoli will only take more special care of them.

Hearing what Wu Sheng said, Fu Zhu had no intention of getting rid of this annoying tail.

"Let's rent a small courtyard now."

Wu Sheng took Fu Zhu through several streets, and when he arrived at a narrow alley, it suddenly became much cleaner.

He seemed to have picked a room at random, raised his hand and knocked on the door, and an old woman came out.

The old woman's eyes were cloudy and she couldn't see clearly. She took out a round mirror-like object from behind her and placed it in front of her eyes, and the world became clear.

"We want to rent a yard." Wu Sheng said calmly.

The old woman smiled, the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes turning into wrinkles, "Which street do you want to rent on East and West Sixth Street?"

Fu Zhu didn't understand this, but she knew that Wu Sheng had his own considerations and kept silent.

Sure enough, Wu Sheng said without even thinking, "I want the courtyard on West First Street."

Xiyi Street is behind the buying and selling market. It is very lively during the day but very quiet at night. The rent is very expensive.

The smile on the old woman's face widened and she said in a hoarse voice, "One hundred low-grade spiritual stones a month. There is no spirit gathering array, only a defensive array. How many months do you want to rent it?"

Wu Sheng said, "Three months."

The old woman gave him a key and asked for money for the talisman beads. Wu Sheng had already handed over the spirit stone, so she had to take it back.

The old woman's eyes were on her delicate white hands, she paused for a few seconds, then reached out to take the bag in Wu Sheng's hand.

"Wanheng City is not peaceful recently. Remember to lock the doors and windows at night."

Wu Sheng took Fu Zhu and left the alley quickly.

"Don't pity her."

Fu Zhu bit her cheek and asked, "Is there no one you like, Fang Waitian?"

That Helian Hongzhuang, General Huo Li, and this old woman seemed to be disgusted by Wu Sheng's tone towards them.

Wu Sheng did not answer Fu Zhu's question. He opened the courtyard door and placed a spiritual stone in the stone mortar beside the door. The defensive circle slowly opened to isolate the sound from outside.

This magic circle was very ordinary. Wu Sheng opened it to show the person who was following them.

Fu Zhu looked around the yard and saw a well under the old locust tree. She walked over and took a look, and there was water coming out of it.

Next to it are stone slabs and wooden sticks for pounding clothes.

The yard is clean and there are no obvious cobwebs or dust.The space is also relatively spacious, more than enough for two people.

"One hundred low-grade spiritual stones for a month, renting such a big yard is quite cost-effective."

Wu Sheng looked at her and said, "Fang Waitian's spirit stone is very valuable."

The spiritual energy here is thin, and spiritual stones are the main source of spiritual energy, so even low-grade spiritual stones are very precious.

(End of this chapter)