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"Is this a killing targeting the exorcist family?" she was surprised.

Shouldn't she be in Grandpa Yangyang's space? Why did she appear here? Looking at this environment, she seemed to have traveled more than a hundred years ago.

Mr. Yang nodded heavily, "The person who died was a close friend of mine, a very good exorcist. They have been dedicated throughout their lives for generations."

He sighed, casually pulled aside the red curtain, and turned it into white gauze to cover the two of them.

After the two went out, Mr. Yang burned the place to ashes.

The fire was bright and bright, as if the whole city was illuminated by the light.

It was obviously a happy day, but it turned out like this.

Bai Ji looked at the depressed Mr. Yang and said nothing.

She never advises others that the deceased is dead. After experiencing such grief, the injured need long-term self-adjustment.

Baiji stood beside him and watched him look into the sea of ​​fire for a long time. People nearby noticed that the fire was spreading and started to carry buckets to put out the fire.

Mr. Yang came back to his senses and waved his hand to hold up a barrier. The people who were kind enough to put out the fire could not get close and could only watch helplessly as the fire spread throughout the Xia Mansion.

The next day, the Xia Mansion, which was supposed to be a happy day, turned into ashes overnight, and hundreds of people died. This incident spread throughout the city.

In addition, the people who came to put out the fire last night were blocked by the barrier, and this incident became even more mysterious.

Mr. Yang took Bai Ji all the way to the soy milk stall, because she looked outstanding and her dress was a little strange. It looked a bit like a dress, but it was different from the dresses that ordinary people saw.

He asked the boss for a breakfast, turned around and handed it to Bai Ji.

Bai Ji appeared here inexplicably, still thinking about why. Looking at the fried dough sticks and soy milk in front of him, he looked at Mr. Yang with some surprise.

"This is?"

Mr. Yang said gently: "A girl who has followed me for so long must be tired and hungry, right? Do you still have family? I can take you back."

Only then did she realize that he considered her a member of the Xia family.

"Thank you, I have no family here." Bai Ji took it.

It's a little strange. In the past, she should have been hungry after such a long time, but now she didn't feel much.

Ever since Mr. Yang discovered that Baiji was at the scene, he had been curious about her calm and composed appearance, and her decisiveness in killing made him even more curious.

"Are you a practitioner?" he asked directly.

Baiji nodded, "Yes, I have nothing to do with the Xia family, I just appeared there inexplicably."

Bai Ji couldn't explain exactly why he was here, but she already had a guess in her mind.

Mr. Yang could feel the aura on Baiji's body, and he was not an evil cultivator. He nodded gently, "That's fine."

If you are not from the Xia family, you don't have to experience the pain of bereavement.

Bai Ji looked at the gentle man in front of him with some curiosity, "I don't know who sir is..."

Mr. Yang responded politely: "I am an exorcist, my name is Yang Yuchuan."

"Bletilla, my name." She responded.

Yang Yuchuan nodded slightly, and suddenly his eyes stagnated, his pupils were hollow and deep, like the vast universe, and then returned to normal.

His handsome face showed a bit of surprise, "You are... not from here."

Baiji was a little surprised, "What do you mean?"

Yang Yuchuan smiled slightly, "It seems that we are somewhat destined."

She began to wonder, if this person was Grandpa Yangyang, then...

But it is reasonable to think about it. Practitioners will live longer than ordinary humans and the aging rate will be slower.

So is she in Yang Yuchuan's memory or Yang Yuchuan's past? How did she get here, and how should she go back? Seeing the confusion in Bai Ji's eyes, Yang Yuchuan suddenly shouted: "Miss Bai..."

"Ok?"

Bai Ji responded and saw Yang Yuchuan suddenly looking seriously at the sky, a smooth line flowing down.

"Another senior exorcist has died."

He looked solemn and handed a bag of money to Bai Ji, "Take good care of yourself."

After saying that, he jumped up and two crescent-shaped streams of light fled away.

Baiji was a little surprised and followed him subconsciously.

When she chased her to the door of the big house where Yang Yuchuan last disappeared, she just landed and smelled the smell of blood again, but everything in the house in front of her looked normal and there was nothing strange about it.

The servant guarding the door saw Bai Ji and saw that although she was dressed in strange clothes, she had an extraordinary temperament. He looked her up and down and asked, "Who are you looking for, girl?"

She asked: "Did you just see a man in a plain long coat and glasses?"

"No!"

Hearing that Baiji was looking for someone he didn't know, the servant lost his patience and said, "Come on, let's go, we don't have the person you are looking for."

As he said this, he started to drive her away, his face turning faster than the pages of a book.

Bai Ji frowned slightly and glanced at the closed door. Although there was no strange smell in the house, she always felt something was wrong.

Yang Yuchuan had indeed disappeared here just now. It was impossible for them to guard the door and not miss him.

Baiji pretended to leave and jumped directly onto the high wall.

The house was still peaceful, because it was morning, the servants were cleaning, and people were coming and going. It looked like it was just an ordinary house, nothing unusual, but Bai Ji always felt that something was wrong.

"Big Blade! Are you here?"

Even though she shouted, she didn't get a response from Big Blade.

Bai Ji took out the silver coins and tracking charm that Yang Yuchuan had given her just now, and with a wave of her hand, the tracking charm flew directly to the backyard of the house.

Seeing this, she jumped up and followed him.

The tracking charm fell on the bedroom in the backyard, and the bletilla striata fell on the eaves. Maybe it had rained last night, and it was a little slippery. Fortunately, she was steady and almost made some noise.

Several workers were cleaning the house, and it looked like nothing was different. However, when the breeze blew by, the incense burned in the house smelled of decay.

While she was still wondering why, she suddenly discovered that there were no footprints where she almost slipped just now.

Baiji reached out and stroked it for a while before reacting.

Is it...

This hallucination?

Because it was an illusion, she couldn't summon the sword.

Bai Ji's eyes narrowed slightly, and he waved his hand to split the illusion barrier with Samadhi True Fire.

"boom!"

The barrier was like glass, breaking directly, and the fragments gradually dispersed into sand and disappeared.

The servant who was cleaning the house just now fell into a pool of blood and turned into a cold corpse. Blood flowed into a river in the house, and even a burning incense burner could not cover up the deathly atmosphere.

Baiji looked ugly and quickly looked for Yang Yuchuan's location, "Mr. Yang!"

The tracking talisman stayed here just now, but there was no trace of Mr. Yang.

Her tracking charms were always infallible, so Bai Ji searched carefully and found a fish tank in the house.

Baiji also encountered such a fantasy when she thought of borrowing her life.