Eight o'clock in the evening, Tasong Village, the ancestral home of the Zheng family.
The car parked in an open space at the entrance of the village. The young couple who went to the villa to ask for help in the morning had been waiting for a long time.
Seeing Lingxi get out of the car, the evil-minded young man hurriedly came forward and said, "Master Lingxi, I, I really don't dare to go in, so I have to stay in the car and wait for you."
With that said, he took out a cigarette and handed it to Suning and said, "Thank you for your hard work. You are tired."
The latter declined politely: "Thank you, I won't smoke."
Lingxi's eyes were filled with purple energy, and he looked up at the silent village shrouded in night.
Suning secretly relaxed his mind and swept through the aisles at a very fast speed: "At the east end of the village, that's the house with the cedar tree at the door."
The man exclaimed: "Are you a prophet?"
Suning smiled back while holding her shoulder bag.
Lingxi asked: "What's the origin?"
Suning's secret message said: "The Huang family's moral conduct is not low."
"The cultivation level of the eleventh level of martial arts is comparable to that of the great elders of the Six Meridians of China."
Lingxi clasped his hands and replied playfully: "It's a good thing I brought you here, otherwise I wouldn't be able to beat her."
Suning sneered: "Now you know what I'm good at? When you punished me by kneeling on the keyboard in the afternoon, I didn't see you being soft-hearted."
Lingxi motioned to the couple to lead the way, then followed closely and said: "You deserve it, you are asking for trouble."
"By the way, please hold back later and don't go on a killing spree over a disagreement. Let me ask you clearly the cause and effect."
"Cause causes cause and effect. If there is a cause, there must be an effect."
“It’s not yet certain who is the good cause and who is the bad effect.”
Suning replied: "I am only responsible for protecting you and don't care about anything else."
Soon, a group of four people arrived at the ancestral home of the Zheng family.
The man tremblingly found the key, kicked open the courtyard door and said, "Well, that thing is behind."
Suning urged: "You should leave."
The man stepped back with a sad face and said, "Master, I'm afraid."
"How about you go ahead?"
He held his wife's right hand tightly and said with a gray face: "I don't want to die, I really don't want to die."
Suning said speechlessly: "Don't judge a gentleman with a villain's heart. If she wants to harm you, you will have no chance to survive until now."
Then, Suning took the lead, the couple walked in the middle, and Lingxi came to the rear.
In the lower left corner of the backyard wall, I successfully found the small antique-built palace.
It occupies less than half a square meter and is 30 centimeters high.
It has nine floors, all connected to each other.
The red tiles and yellow walls are somewhat similar to the architectural style of a secular temple.
Lingxi formed a seal with his hands, used his spiritual power to gather four pillars of burning incense, and suspended them in the four directions of the palace in the southeast, northwest, and said: "Lingxi, a disciple of Kunlun, is here to visit. Please come and see me, senior."
"Buzz."
A strong wind blew up in the dark night and roared past.
The four sticks of spiritual energy-burning incense seemed to be sucked up in one gulp and disappeared without a trace in an instant.
At the same time, dots of red light flickered on the ninth floor of the palace.
White mist rises, confusing people's ears and eyes.
Accompanied by a hoarse and vague voice, it sounded from somewhere: "Heilushan Xuanyun Cave, Huang Magnolia, here to return the favor."
"Boom."
The dull sound spread all around, and under the courtyard wall, a hunchbacked old woman wearing a floral coat stood leaning over.
He wears a blue cloth scarf on his head and wears black cloth shoes on his feet.
He bowed his hands and looked gentle.
The young couple trembled and fled despite Suning's dissuasion.
Lingxi said seriously: "Senior, I did not come here this time to disturb your purity."
"The descendants of the Zheng family have come to Kunlun for a reason. I hope you can forgive me."
Lingxi deliberately lowered his attitude, and the old woman named Huang Yulan was obviously extremely satisfied.
She waved her hands in a flattered manner and said, "I have heard of Lingxi's name."
"A direct disciple of Ji Xuanqing, the Young Master of Kunlun, and the youngest Heavenly Spirit Master in China."
"Since you treat me with courtesy, I won't mess around with you."
