Qin Lang smiled at him. The young man had no expression. Although he had not been here for a long time, Qin Lang was used to seeing this cold expression and could already be used to it.

Qin Lang said: "This little brother, Mr. Hua asked me to come here."

The boy in black stretched out his right hand. Qin Lang saw from his gesture that he was asking for something for him. After thinking about it, he only had the white jade token given to him by Hua Yunlou just now, so he took out the jade token and handed it to him.

The boy in black took the jade token, looked down, and then turned to guide him.

Qin Lang thought to himself that this young man in black is probably a mute.

Ningcui Cliff is located north of Jiuyou Peak, so most of the time you will not see the sunshine in a day. It is noon now, and it is cloudy. The entire Ningcui Cliff is in the shadows.

Soon after walking across Sandu Bridge, I saw a large green bamboo forest, and Ningcui Cliff was named after it.

They passed through the path in the bamboo forest and passed through the bamboo forest. The front suddenly became clear. They saw dozens of people working on the empty field, some cutting bamboo, some weaving bamboo tools, and approaching the cliff, dozens of people were driving mountains and carving stones.

These people are all focused and work hard, seemingly tireless, without saying a word at work, and do not talk to each other, but their work efficiency is very high and well organized.

When Qin Lang saw everything in front of him, he began to feel something was wrong. Was Huayun Tower thrown himself into the labor reform farm of Jiuyou Sect?

The reason why he followed Baiyu Palace to Jiuyou Sect was actually tempted by her promise to help regain his two souls. However, after coming to Jiuyou Sect, he found that things were far less simple than he thought. The human relationships here were cold and tight. Now, let alone asking the sect leader Yue Yangtian for help, even seeing Baiyu Palace became a luxury.

The boy in black pointed to the stilt house made of green bamboo on the edge of the cliff ahead, returned the white jade plaque to Qin Lang, and signaled him to go there alone.

Qin Lang walked towards the bamboo building and saw white things piled up under the stilt building from afar. It looked particularly dazzling under the gloomy sky light. After looking closely, I realized that the white things were all dead bones. Qin Lang secretly took a breath of air conditioning. Jiuyou Sect was indeed not a righteous and open immortal sect, otherwise how could so many dead bones accumulate here?

Turning back to the craftsmen at work, they were serious and mechanical, as if they were never tired. No matter how hard the work was, they could not see their complaints, nor did they see a slightest sweat.

Qin Lang suddenly realized that these people were all skeletons wearing human skin like him, but he had an independent consciousness, and those people were puppets controlled by others, numb and walking corpses.

I walked up the bamboo building on the bamboo ladder, and the doors and windows were not closed. A white-haired old man in a black robe was sitting there painting. The drawing was tied to the green bamboo bracket. It was a human skin, and ten completed armor barriers were hung against the wall.

Qin Lang stood in front of the door and stared at it in a daze. For a moment, his mind was blank. He thought of the people working outside, and they should have made it like this.

The old man in black robe is the general manager of Ningcuiya, the ghost craftsman Xiao Kaibi. The ghost craftsman Xiao Kaibi is very focused on his work. He did not turn around, but still carefully outlined the face of the armor barrier, and said in a low and hoarse voice: "Come?"

Qin Lang clenched his fists and suddenly remembered the naked body of the Senate Academy. He quickly calmed down and returned to reality, comforting himself quietly. It should be only temporary. Maybe in a few days, Bai Yu Palace will come to him and fulfill her promise.

But did she know that she was sent to Ningcui Cliff? Qin Lang began to regret it and should be more alert. He shouldn't come rashly with Huayun Tower.

The ghost craftsman Xiao Kaibi slowly turned around, with white hair, a face that was old-fashioned and ravines, with deep eyes, and turbid and gloomy eyes looking at Qin Lang, but suddenly became brighter.

Qin Lang raised the white jade plaque in his hand: "Mr. Hua sent me here."

The ghost craftsman Xiao Kaibi got up and walked over. He was tall, half a head taller than Qin Lang, and his back was a little hunched. He came to Qin Lang and grabbed his shoulder. Qin Lang was startled by his actions: "Mr. Xiao..."

Only then did Xiao Kaibi realize that he was a little out of control, so he let go of Qin Lang's shoulder and said, "Is it because Lu Xingqiao is back?"

The reason for losing his composure is that he saw such exquisite works of Lu Xingqiao. The armor barriers worn by the skeleton in front of him are not only exquisitely crafted and without any flaws, but he can also speak. Xiao Kaibi devoted himself to studying the art of puppets for many years, but he was still unable to surpass Lu Xingqiao. Suddenly seeing Qin Lang appear in front of him, he was surprised and jealous.

This is the second time that Qin Lang has heard the name of Lu Xingqiao. The first time is fat monk Gu Xiefei. It seems that Lu Xingqiao should have made his own armor barrier. Qin Lang said: "I went up the mountain with Baiyu Palace."

"Baiyu Palace?" The ghost craftsman Xiao Kaibi shook his head: "I have never heard of it."

Qin Lang couldn't help but feel disappointed when he heard what he said. Could it be that Bai Yu Palace sent him here? Then he thought that Bai Yu Palace went up the mountain with him yesterday, and was just a registered disciple of Yue Yangtian. It was normal for him not to know that she was normal, but this proved that it was Huayun Tower's idea to send him to Ningcuiya? He became more and more uneasy.

The ghost craftsman Xiao Kaibi said, "Why are you here in Jiuyou Sect for?"

Qin Lang said the truth: "I want to ask the sect leader to help me find my two souls and two spirits."

The ghost craftsman Xiao Kaibi nodded and said, "So that's it." Hearing Qin Lang's answer, although he knew that the skeleton was all relying on the sound of the butterfly drum, he could not hear any flaws. Lu Xingqiao's technique of controlling the spirit and crossing the armor was already perfect.

He took the white jade token in Qin Lang's hand and looked at it, then threw it on the ground, and whispered: "Since you come, you will be at peace. They sent you here just to me teach you some rules. Just live here with peace of mind and wait for the summoning of the Sect Master."

"I wonder when the sect leader will summon me?"

The ghost craftsman Xiao Kaibi said, "Maybe three or five days, maybe three or five years, alas! Who knows? Compared to the group of seekers at the foot of the mountain, you are still lucky. At least you can go up the mountain, so follow me."

Qin Lang heard his sigh and became less optimistic about his future prospects.

The ghost craftsman put down his work and took Qin Lang down the bamboo building and walked to the northwest of Ningcui Cliff. There was a tomb with a large amount of regulations. The entire tomb was made of rocks. Because no one had taken care of for a long time, the cracks on the tomb had already grown in the cracks of the rocks.

The ghost craftsman Xiao Kaibi assigned Qin Lang a job, asking him to clean up the weeds on the grave first, and then clean up the fallen leaves around him. There was also a stone house next to the grave. It was used as a tomb guard, but it has been abandoned for many years. Although the stone house has remained standing for years, at least it can escape from wind and rain.

Qin Lang also knew that there was no reason for food and accommodation in no place, so he agreed. Although there were many people working in Ningcuiya, there might be only one living person among them, the ghost craftsman Xiao Kaibi. Qin Lang would rather be alone than be with those unconscious walking corpses.

It seemed simple, but it took Qin Lang three days to clean up the weeds on the grave. At night, it started to rain. Qin Lang walked into the stone house to shelter from the rain. Through the window holes in the stone house, you could clearly see the lights on the bamboo house. The ghost craftsman Xiao Kaibi was still painting the skin there.

From time to time, the sound of cutting down came from the direction of the bamboo forest. The sound of excavation in the backing place was endless. The people here were all workaholics. In fact, they didn't know what they were doing, they were just slaves driven by ghost craftsmen. They didn't know how tired, lost their souls, and what pain was.

I have also lost my soul and spirit, but why do I still feel lonely and painful?

The wind and rain outside became more and more urgent. The cold autumn rain floated into the wind-emitting stone house through the window holes and door holes from time to time. Qin Lang looked for a corner and suddenly remembered when he was trapped in an isolated island. It was three days since there was no news about the White Jade Palace. The ghost craftsman Xiao Kaibi did not take the initiative to find him. Could it be that everyone in this world has forgotten him?

A white light flashed in from outside. Qin Lang looked up and saw a white fox coming into the stone house. As soon as he came in, he shook his body, and many of the raindrops on his body were thrown on Qin Lang.

Qin Lang recognized that it was the white fox he had saved in the Academy of All living beings before. He could not have encountered it on Ningcuiya, so he couldn't help but smile and said, "Little fox, it turns out it's you."
Chapter completed!