Chapter 1852     Break

Twelve hours later, he fell from mid-air.

Not far away is a small village. Although it is at night, you can still see the beautiful scenery around you clearly.

But, the small village was very quiet at this time, with broken walls everywhere.

"This should be Jiangshan Village."

Opening the topographic map, Qin Jian looked around, and then looked at a small village that was not too big in front of him.

After collecting the topographic map, Qin Jian walked into the small village and found that the ground was covered with blood stains.

"hateful."

Qin Jian's face was like frost.

He could imagine how cruel the village was when it was massacred.

"It's all innocent ordinary people, this guy is so cruel."

As he finished speaking, Qin Jian kept searching in one house after another, hoping to find subtle clues.

After searching the entire village, he found no clue. The murderer was very cautious and left no clues.

There was nothing he could do, and he had to leave.

Then, according to the information instructions, he went to another dozen other villages that were slaughtered, but he still had no results.

At this time, night fell and the sky gradually became dark.

Qin Jian came to a village that had just been slaughtered, and it was extremely painful. As a cultivator, his soul was upgraded to the mysterious level, and it was very easy to find a strong resentment in the countryside.

kindness?

Qin Jian frowned slightly, "Soul fluctuated."

Immediately, he took a deep breath, followed the weak soul wave, and walked slowly until he stopped at the bottom of a withered peach tree.

From afar, he saw a figure floating there. It seemed that it was a girl of thirteen or fourteen years old.

"soul."

Qin Jian narrowed his eyes slightly and saw the identity of the girl.

Cultivators have souls, while ordinary people have souls.

After an ordinary person dies, his soul will be eliminated. Any soul that can still exist between heaven and earth must have a terrible obsession.

Thinking of this in my heart, Qin Jian walked away.

"Little girl, were you from this countryside when you were alive?"

Looking at the girl's soul, Qin Jian asked carefully.

When the girl heard Qin Jian speak to him, she looked at Qin Jian with a confused face, lit her head, and shook her head.

Qin Jian was not surprised to answer the girl.

Even if a soul with strong mind power can stay in the world for some time, most of the memories of living are forgotten, "What do you call it?"

Qin Jian's tone was as calm as possible, hoping to find some subtle clues from the girl's mouth.

"Xiao...Xiaofu."

The girl looked at Qin Jian with trembling eyes, as if she felt danger from Qin Jian's body, making her empty and illusory body curled up, like a child who was frightened.

"But I can still remember how the murderer who slaughtered you looked?"

Qin Jian asked again.

"Red top."

"Red top?"

Qin Jian frowned slightly. According to what Xiaofu said, the evil forces in the countryside were wearing red tops. Although the amount of information was very small, it was already a little bit of a gain.

"Tell me, how many people do they have in total?"

Qin Jian asked again, hoping to get more comprehensive information.

Xiaofu's face was full of confusion, and from then on, she just shook her head.

Then, Qin Jian asked a lot of questions, but Xiaofu most often shook her head. Apart from the red top, he couldn't get more information.

"Miss, do you have any wishes left?"

Finally, Qin Jian asked Xiaofu what he was stubborn. Although he had never met Xiaofu, he did not want to see this girl become a lonely soul.

"I'm waiting for my brother to come home."

This time, the girl made it very clear.

Under the moonlight, Xiaofu put her two jade hands in front of her chest.

"Brother left, he said that the man wanted to do something big and wanted to go out for a walk. He planted this tree at the entrance of the village and asked me to wait for him here."

"I haven't seen my brother go home for ten years.

Brother, I miss you very much.”

Speaking of this, Xiaofu lowered her head gently.

Looking at the lost Xiaofu, Qin Jian felt a little sad.

It's just right! Sometimes reality is so cruel.

Perhaps, Xiaofu's elder brother has died in battle and turned into bones on the battlefield.

Sometimes, as a cultivator, he can only admire the obsession of ordinary people.

Ten years for cultivators may be just a moment, but for Xiaofu, it is a long miss.

"Brother, Xiaofu misses you."

When Qin Jian sighed secretly, Xiaofu's soul was curled up under the tree again.

She put her hands on her knees, as delicate as a small flower in the wind.

"Go with me! I'll take you to find your brother now."

Qin Jiandao

"I can't leave this, otherwise I will be unable to find me when I come back."

Xiaofu shook her head gently.

Hi!

Qin Jian felt helplessly regretful. He turned his head quietly. Qin Jian turned his head thoughtfully and looked at the pitiful little girl under the peach tree and asked, "Little girl, what's your brother's name?"

"Yang Jian."

"Yang Jian?"

Qin Jian muttered, and finally looked at Xiaofu, and he disappeared in the darkness.

In the second half of the night, the hall of the Palace of the Song Kingdom.

The emperor of Song State, Song Puqi was very sad, but there was a feeling of helplessness in his eyes.

"Master, we have done our best."

In front of Song Puqi, a general wearing armor knelt there, "The 100,000 troops swept through the surrounding area, but they did not find the whereabouts of those people."

"You don't have to blame yourself."

Song Puqi took a deep breath, "Those people should not be ordinary people, and the country-protecting masters are not their one-piece generals. Ordinary people will die as much as they go."

After Song Pu said this, a ghost-like figure appeared in front of them.

Needless to say, this man is Qin Jian who sneaked into the palace.

"you."

Song Puqi's eyes suddenly narrowed slightly.

"Who are you?"

The man in armor also instantly pulled out the sharp sword from his waist and blocked Song Puqi.

Qin Jian didn't say anything, but just took out a waist card. The waist card was surrounded by vitality and was engraved with "Xuan Shen"

Two words.

Seeing the Xuan Shen's waist card, Song Puqi and the general's expression changed drastically, and hurriedly saluted respectfully, "I've seen the gods of Xuan Shen Sect."

"My name is Qin Jian."

After Qin Jian finished speaking, he took over the Xuanshen waist card and never took off his hat and black clothes from beginning to end.

"You also ask God to save the people of Song."

Song Puqi was very excited and immediately knelt in front of Qin Jian. In this ordinary country, he was the king of the country.

But in front of Qin Jian, he was just a weak ordinary person.

"I will definitely find out the murderer."

Qin Jian used a gentle force to lift Song Puqi up from the ground.

"Where is your country guardian?"
Chapter completed!