Fairy: Me!Crazy Dao Heart Seed Demon

If this eleven is the outlet used in Qingcao Pavilion, then according to the time of sending messages back and forth, she should have received the news in an hour at the latest.

Just as she was thinking about leaving, Du Chunniang quietly leaned towards her, waving a handkerchief.

"My lord, send a word from Shangliang that a saint is coming, and she may be coming for you, please be careful."

"Ah."

Jin Ping'er thought about it...

"In Caixin's name, send a family funeral, and find someone to come with me to carry the coffin. By the way, let's find out what happened to the abandoned house outside the city, the one with the old pagoda tree at the door."

...

Caixin is the stage name she gave at Qunfang Terrace, just like her stage name "Qingluan" in Xiaoxiang Hall back then.

Jin Ping'er who went out didn't change into her normal clothes, she was still dressed in the colorful tulle in the brothel, with light gauze brushing her face.

She used the fake Miao Ping'er face, even if the wind blows away the veil and glimpses of the real face, she would not hook her up with the King of Qin.

Walking on the road, you don't need to distinguish, just by looking at the clothes, you can tell that the young lady from the brothel has gone out.

Jin Ping'er's seductive body at this time, walking on the street with such a veil, although she didn't show anything, but this kind of veil is even more alluring.

"Look...these two bastards are only walking, and their eyes are twisted. Go and find out, which girl is it?"

"You don't need to say, the old man saw it just now. Madam Du from Qunfang Terrace was still in front of the door, so I went to ask her. Her name is Caixin."

"How do you say, do you have a benefactor?"

"What are you thinking? They are picking up female customers."

...

The chattering men around were instantly discouraged, and of course some women gathered in groups, pointing at someone's back and whispering with blushing faces.

...

Jin Ping'er walked out of the city with a group of people, which naturally caused a lot of trouble that she didn't want.

At least when passing through the city gate, those who stared at her were all her own soldiers.

After walking for half an hour, they arrived at the place. Jin Ping'er was carefully observing the surrounding environment, paying attention to every detail.

This is the first time dealing with other saintesses in the sect, Jin Ping'er must be cautious.

The people who followed her also rested, and an old man came to talk to her.

"Master, this is it.

The old man's house is also known to the elderly.

The Zhuang family is one of the few rich and wealthy families in Lin'an County, and their business is in Shangliang Mansion. Twenty years ago, when Emperor Jing moved to Dechang Mansion in order to clear the walls, he was hit by a military disaster. It was fortunate that the old Zhuang family was able to leave behind the young lady.

Listen to the old man's advice, leave the place of fireworks earlier and find a good family. "

Several elderly people around here echoed.

This argument was quickly deceived, and various families began to introduce some suitable age partners to her.

"Miss Caixin, my little nephew entered the national soldier camp the day before yesterday, and is now in the army. He is strong and can eat three bowls of rice a day. My old Xu family doesn't care about this. I will give birth to a boy in the future and pass it on to the Zhuang family. superior."

...

These older guys are really excited to talk about this.

Jin Ping'er could only feel ashamed at this moment, and wished them all the blessings.

"Everyone, Caixin, go in and take a look. This house looks very gloomy, so don't go in. Caixin is the blood of the dealer, and she will be fine. When Caixin finds the patriarch her father mentioned, Caixin will think Way, please come out."

"Little girl, be careful..."

These dozen or so old men watched Jin Ping'er step into the dilapidated house at the door, and disappeared at the door in an instant.

Walking in the courtyard, sure enough, there was some coldness with hairs standing up all around, whizzing over.

Looking through the gold bottle of information, of course I know that these chilly scurrying should be the lowest level of wandering spirits.

Due to the generation of resentment, if it is not transcended or enlightened, it will always linger here, and the yin energy generated by this wandering soul will accumulate more and more.

These are the basic knowledge of the Ghost Realm Gate, one of the three evils of heaven, how could Jin Ping'er, the Holy Maiden of Acacia, not know.

But wandering souls have no lethality, this is the tragedy of Nanfanyu.

If in the apprenticeship domain, the wandering soul becomes a ghost, it will have the ability to bind the enemy and kill in the dream.

If you go to the realm of monks, there will be ghosts among the ghosts, and you can even cultivate a ghost king in the Dao realm.

This is why the Ghost Domain Sect has the confidence to become one of the three evils in the world, and it is also the reason why, under the monk's domain, it is rare to see activities of the Ghost Domain Sect's disciples.

But now these lowest-level wandering spirits can only cool down or guide some hallucinations.

Jin Ping'er, whose spiritual consciousness has been tempered long ago, is like a copper wall and iron wall. Letting them do things will not affect them in the slightest, so they don't bother to pay attention to them.

Jin Ping'er looked at a piece of rusty Ring Shou Knife with crimson spots scattered on the ground.

As soon as he picked it up, he saw the word "Dechang" engraved on the body of the knife.

This knife is a little far away from the only dead person lying here who has become a pile of bones.

In the exposed dead man, a blackened silver hairpin was embedded between the sternum. There were still military boots on the bones of this man's feet, and there was no armor on his body, just some weathered cloth.

If it is said that the sergeant was killed because of the silver hairpin that was inserted into the heart, then he must have not pierced armor.

Hanging on the bones is the withered and torn cloth...

That is to say, when this man was stabbed to death, he should have only his underwear on his body.

But it looks like this knife should be in his hand.These wandering spirits put the most important evidence in the most conspicuous position in the yard.

"Is it the soldiers of Dechang Mansion? At that time, the soldiers of Shangliang Mansion were exhausted and placed on the front line together with the fierce tiger soldiers of Dou Banshan. The one responsible for the relocation should be Dechang Mansion, one of the prefectures bordering Shangliang. gone."

"Okay, it's all gone, I'll ask when I have time."

When she finished saying this, suddenly...

The cold atmosphere around him dissipated.

At the same time, some of the fog ahead quickly dissipated.

At this time, Jin Ping'er could already see the inner courtyard with naked eyes.

Before the hall entrance, there are mahogany coffins on display.

Interestingly, none of these bones were in coffins.

And they were all densely packed next to the coffin.

As long as she looked intently or took a few steps forward, she could see the mist clearly, which was the unscrupulous tricks of those wandering ghosts.

Jin Ping'er knew that her senior sister was also a saint of the same level as her after all, and these brats definitely couldn't stop her at all.

She looked at each coffin, but found that each one was exactly the same.

Even the dust on it is exactly the same.

The corners of Jin Ping'er's lips twitched, this eleventh senior sister really has a hand.

But as long as there is action, it will leave traces.

There is always something to be found.

She is in no rush.

But at this time, the wandering spirits who had just dispersed came again, rolling around and leaving her body from time to time.The direction in which the coldness slid on his body was facing an unremarkable coffin in a corner of the yard.

Chapter 190 Four Opponents!The Curiosity of a Tea Master

Jin Ping'er touched the mahogany coffin, and tapped lightly.

dong dong...

With such a loud voice, if there are people inside, at this moment, they should know that people from the outside world have come.

A timid female voice came from inside the coffin and said:

"Xiao Jiu is that you?"

As soon as this sentence is said, Jin Ping'er can basically determine that this is the No. 11 saint.

But her purpose is still unclear.

Obviously, the confrontation between the two has just begun.

After thinking about it for a while, Jin Ping'er pretended to be shocked, and with a slightly trembling tone, her body could not stop moving backwards, and asked:

"You... why are you in the coffin, who are you? Xiao Jiu is... who is it? Are you a human or a ghost..."

The female voice, who had been tentative just now, became a little gentler, comforting:

"Don't be afraid, I'm human. Sister, my sister is trapped in the coffin, can you rescue my sister?"

...

Trapped in a coffin?

rescued?

That's not what was written in the request for help back then.

She hid in the coffin by herself, and now she is trapped in it.

There is no mechanism here, she is a saint of the upper domain, is she walking on the ground in this yin house?

And if she is rescued, wouldn't it be that the person who pursued her will trace her breath.

Wouldn't it even bring her to suffer.

The person who was chasing him hadn't shown up yet, but that person's strength could definitely crush her existence, otherwise, she wouldn't have obediently run to Nanfanyu to seek refuge.

In other words, the killer may appear at any time.

Although the voice was warm and soft, Jin Ping'er had already heard the meaning of confrontation.

Even with Jin Ping'er's acting skills just now, the Eleven Senior Sisters in it more or less guessed her identity, otherwise they would not have raised the latter two requests.

Jin Ping'er finished the analysis quickly, without even thinking about it, her face was bitter, she shook her head lightly, as if both shocked and frightened, she took two steps back helplessly, made some movement, thumped, leaned On the coffin next door.

"No, you... you... must be a monster. I just came to pick up my elder Zhuang Shi and put him in the ground for peace... Amitabha Buddha blesses, Sanqing Daozun manifested..."

"My sister has a skeleton lying here. I don't know if my sister wanted it. What are its characteristics?"

Jin Ping'er understood, this person was testing himself.

It's just her words, two sentences of dialogue, summed up, the people inside, very clearly guided her to point to one point, which is to open the coffin lid.

Since she leads like this, then...

It must be the other way around.

It's just that she doesn't know anything about this skeletal feature.

From her identity to all the information in the conversation, she was making up nonsense, even the skin on her body was fake.

Jin Ping'er looked around, looked at the corpses on the ground, raised the corner of her mouth, and then picked out a few words about corpses and began to describe them.

"It seems that the little finger of the left palm has been broken, the forehead is round, and the brow bone should protrude..."

"Well, sister, it should be the one in my sister's coffin."

With this said, Jin Ping'er also figured out what this woman was thinking.

She clearly picked three different characteristics of the three bones and put them together.

Even if there is a skeleton in it, how could it be exactly the same.

A faint smile on Jin Ping'er's face instantly melted into her slightly surprised expression.

Although she was a bit scheming, her purpose was too obvious and too eager.

If you meet some pure righteous people, you might be deceived.

But thinking about elites like Jin Ping'er who can only rinse their mouths with tea, the eleventh senior sister's skills in this area are like kindergarten dolls.

Jin Ping'er thought about it, and said excitedly: "That's great, the elder is alone in the ground, and he will be happy to have his sister by his side."

After saying this, the corner of her mouth was full of tea, and she didn't wait for Eleven Senior Sister to say anything, and called out to the group of people outside the yard.