Jiang Meiniang looked at Mu Yi's back and felt an inexplicable panic in her heart. At this moment, she wanted to leave, but found that she could not even take a step. At this time, no matter how stupid she was, she knew that she had met an expert. This little girl in front of her
Taoist priests were far more terrifying than she initially imagined.
"What should I do?" Jiang Meiniang kept thinking in her mind. Of course she knew what the Hehuan Sect was, because she was a peripheral member of the Hehuan Sect. She was only responsible for running the brothel and collecting information, but she didn't know who the little Taoist priest in front of her was.
Who and why did he come here and look for people from the Hehuan Sect by name? Could it be that he is an enemy of the sect? But it doesn't look like much.
Unfortunately, Mu Yi's attention was not on her at this time. Instead, he squinted his eyes slightly and listened. The sound of the piano coming from below was very beautiful, with a strange charm that made people involuntarily indulge in it. Just watching
The expressions on the faces of those around him were enough to tell him how powerful the sound of the piano was.
"What's the name of this piece of music?" Suddenly, Mu Yi's voice sounded in the room, startling Jiang Meiniang, but she reacted quickly.
"This song is called Nichang, and it was played by the adopted daughter of the slave family. If the Taoist priest likes to hear it, the slave family can call her up to play another song specifically for the Taoist priest." Jiang Meiniang rolled her eyes and said quickly.
"Okay." Unexpectedly, Mu Yi nodded. For some reason, Jiang Meiniang felt relieved, as if the mountain pressing on her suddenly disappeared.
"Taoist Priest, please wait a moment." Jiang Meiniang said and left in a hurry. It wasn't until she walked some distance that she looked back. The room was still an ordinary room, but at this moment, in her eyes, it seemed that it had become
In the dragon's pond and tiger's den, there lives a terrifying demon king.
After shaking her head vigorously, Jiang Meiniang left quickly.
"Daughter, something happened." As soon as she opened the door, Jiang Meiniang said impatiently. This is already the backyard and it is difficult for ordinary people to come in, so there is no need to worry about being watched. Unfortunately, she didn't know that Mu Yi had attached a trace of his spiritual power to her body.
, not only can she sense the situation around her, but she can also hear everything she says.
"What made you so panicked?" At this time, a voice came from inside the house, and then Mu Yi felt his eyes light up. A woman in the house was sitting behind the case, holding a volume of books, and a book in front of her.
Zhang Qin, green smoke kept coming out of the incense burner next to him.
While speaking, the woman also raised her head and looked at Jiang Meiniang.
The woman is like a fairy in the painting, with charming eyes and shy lips, and her red lips are lightly parted. Just sitting there, holding a book, she is better than anything else in the world. In fact, this appearance is no better than the Qiu Yueyun, Mo Ruyan, or even the one Mu Yi has seen.
Cold rain is more beautiful, but the temperament is undoubtedly more attractive.
One is peerless and independent, the other is pitiful, which naturally gives men different senses. Although Mu Yi is a Taoist priest and a monk, he is still a man in essence, and he is exactly the age of the young Mu Ai.
"Something happened. A Taoist priest came upstairs and asked to see you by name. I think he came with some bad intentions." Jiang Meiniang said quickly.
"Oh, you want to see me by name?" The woman couldn't help but wonder.
"Well, to be precise, he wants to meet the disciples of the Hehuan Sect. It doesn't necessarily require you. How about I ask Xiaocui to meet him on your behalf?" Jiang Meiniang said quickly.
"No, since you are here to find a disciple of the Hehuan Sect, Xiaocui will definitely not be able to deceive him. Please tell me about his performance." The woman pondered for a moment and said.
"Okay, that Taoist priest looks about seventeen or eighteen, no, twenty years old. He seems to be a little younger, not big anyway, but the aura on his body is very clean, even cleaner than the aura on your body, my daughter, but there is
It was strange. He just stood there and I didn't dare to move. I didn't dare to leave until he spoke. This was the first time I felt this way. I was even more nervous than when I met the sect leader. Moreover, he called him by name as soon as he came in.
I wanted to meet the disciples of the Hehuan Sect, but after hearing Xiaocui play the piano, I became even more interested." Jiang Meiniang hesitated for a moment.
"Daughter, do you think Xiao Cui really can't deceive him? But it was Xiao Cui playing the piano just now, and he didn't see it anyway?"
"It's useless. If you hadn't come here, you might have been able to deceive me." The woman sighed softly.
"Ah, daughter, are you saying he is following me?" Jiang Meiniang was shocked and quickly turned her head to look. Unfortunately, the door had been closed and she couldn't see anything.
"Why should a master want to follow you so much trouble? Even if you don't come, he will find me sooner or later." The woman shook her head, her expression seemed a little helpless, but there was a sense of dissatisfaction in her eyes.
Accept defeat.
"What should we do?" Jiang Meiniang was a little panicked.
"Since he came to see me, it's okay for my daughter to see him. It's no big deal." The woman said slowly.
"But what if he has bad intentions?" Jiang Meiniang still couldn't help but worry.
"It's okay. If you really had bad intentions, you wouldn't use this method. Besides, my daughter is not one of those ladies who only know how to embroider." The woman smiled slightly and then stood up.
"Hey, that's all, that's all, I'll go with you, and we'll die together." Jiang Meiniang had a risk-taking expression on her face.
"Okay, don't worry, nothing will happen." The woman shook her head helplessly, then ignored Jiang Meiniang, opened the door and walked out.
Jiang Meiniang's face suddenly became hesitant as she watched her daughter leave, but in the end, he still didn't follow her. He just sat slumped in the chair, with uncontrollable worry on his face.
The woman went straight to the second floor and accurately found the room where Mu Yi was staying without even having to be given directions. Then she knocked on the door.
"come in."
It wasn't until there was a sound coming from inside the house that the woman gently opened the door and walked in. Her eyes immediately fell on Mu Yi.
"Young." This was the woman's first impression. At this moment, she finally understood Jiang Meiniang's feeling. She even felt it more clearly than Jiang Meiniang and understood what it meant better.
"Yan Wushuang has met the Taoist priest." After the woman entered the room, she bowed to Mu Yi and said softly.
"Are you a disciple of the Hehuan Sect?" Mu Yi just looked at the other person and asked directly. He had already seen the other person with the help of Jiang Meiniang before, so Mu Yi was not too surprised, but Wu Xiaosi beside him seemed to
As if stunned.
"Exactly, I wonder what's going on?" Yan Wushuang had just been glanced at by Mu Yi, and she suddenly felt like she was being seen through. The clothes on her body didn't give her any sense of security. She almost suppressed the feeling in her body.
Zhu Su, if she wasn't determined, she might have lost her composure.
But this glance also made her understand that the little Taoist priest in front of her was very powerful, more powerful than she expected, and it was undoubtedly a mistake for her to come in rashly. However, it was too late to regret it at this time. She could not leave.
So I could only hold back that feeling and answer Mu Yi's question.
"Do you know Zhuyun?" Mu Yi went straight to the point.
"Zhuyun?" Upon hearing Mu Yi's question, Yan Wushuang frowned slightly, as if she was trying to remember, but in the end, she shook her head slightly, "Wushuang has never heard of this name."
"Are you sure?" Now it was Mu Yi's turn to be puzzled. He believed that the old beggar could never deceive him. Since Zhu Yun was a disciple of the Hehuan Sect, it was definitely not wrong.
"Wushuang can be sure that there is absolutely no disciple named Zhuyun in the Hehuan Sect." Yan Wushuang said with a confident tone.
Could it be that the name was changed? Mu Yi couldn't help but think in his heart, because there was no other explanation except this possibility.
"She was in Foshan before and disappeared almost two years ago. Do you know this?" Mu Yi continued to ask.
"Foshan?" Yan Wushuang shook his head, "None of the disciples of the Hehuan Sect have been to Foshan."
"Is there no one? Then let me ask you, does your Hehuan Sect have any skills that require men as a medium? You even have to kill the opponent. The number is thirty-six, and they are basically young and strong."
When Mu Yi said what he said, Yan Wushuang felt a sense of embarrassment in his heart. Although the Hehuan Sect must be seen by many people as a filthy one that seduces men and steals their essence, in fact, the real Hehuan Sect
Disciples will not do this. This kind of stealing essence can only be the lowest level method, and Hehuan Sect disciples never bother to do it.
Although the disciples of the Hehuan Sect also need the desire of men and women to practice, this desire is not, but the seven emotions and six desires. In a brothel, it is undoubtedly easier to stir up people's seven emotions and six desires. This is the main reason why the disciples of the Hehuan Sect choose to practice in a brothel.
reason.
Moreover, almost all the real disciples of the Hehuan Sect are perfect. Unless they meet someone they really like, they are even less likely to accompany the guests. Moreover, in their eyes, none of the men who come to the brothel can be worthy of their attention.
, or in other words, arrogant and disdainful.
But when Mu Yi said that the number thirty-six was still young and middle-aged, Yan Wushuang suddenly calmed down.
"Are you sure that thirty-six people died at the same time? And they were all men?" Yan Wushuang asked.
"That's right, do you have any clues?" Mu Yi asked. At this moment, Mu Yi suddenly felt that the reason why the old beggar was so interested was because someone close to him had died? And it was among the thirty-six people.
.
"I heard my master mention a forbidden technique in the sect before, but according to what my master said, that forbidden technique has long been sealed and no one is allowed to peep into the practice." Yan Wushuang said in confusion.
"As long as it exists, it will eventually spread. As for the so-called disallowance, it is only for those who are obedient." Mu Yi said calmly.
"Maybe. I heard the master say at that time that the reason why the forbidden art was sealed was because it was too cruel. If you want to practice it, you need to use the lust of a woman as a guide, let the man put his love on the woman, and then the woman will kill him with her own hands.
Killing turns lust into resentment in an instant, and thirty-six is the condition for practicing the forbidden technique. Feeding on the resentment of thirty-six men, raising resentful ghosts, the resentful ghosts are ghost slaves." Yan Wushuang was somewhat agitated.
She couldn't bear to say that she didn't know why there was such a forbidden technique in the sect. When she heard about it, she thought that anyone with any humanity would not practice it, but now, it seems that someone is practicing it.
At this time, even Yan Wushuang no longer believed that this matter had nothing to do with the Hehuan Sect. Even if one was bad, the Hehuan Sect would suffer as a result. But what puzzled her was who had practiced this forbidden technique?
There are not many formal disciples of the Hehuan Sect. After all, the Hehuan Sect has very strict requirements for accepting disciples. There are only a few dozen real disciples, and they all have records. Logically speaking, it is impossible for anyone to practice forbidden arts.
"Resentful ghost? Ghost slave?" Mu Yiqing raised his eyebrows. Although he was not an expert in raising ghosts, after all, he had a nian slave next to him, so he knew more about this aspect, and insect A and B were planted by him.
He placed a ban on ghost slaves, but he also understood that Yan Wushuang's so-called ghost slaves actually had nothing to do with the ban he had planted, they just had the same name.
However, the ghosts raised by feeding on the resentment of thirty-six men must be extraordinary, and this method is too harmful to the world. No wonder Zhuyun took the initiative to teach those brothel girls, and this is why those brothel girls also disappeared.
main reason.
After all, it is impossible for Zhuyun to seduce so many men and cultivate relationships with those men, so this kind of thing can only fall on those brothel girls. If she is really a disciple of the Hehuan Sect, then she can teach some things casually,
It's enough to make those men love them to death, and then when they have gathered thirty-six people, they will let the brothel girls kill the men who love them deeply one by one.
I am afraid that any man would be extremely unwilling to be killed by the woman he loved deeply. In this case, the resentment will naturally be more and more pure.
Lust turned into resentment, this method also made Mu Yi secretly pay attention to it. After all, human beings have seven emotions and six desires, even he is no exception, and this method is often more difficult to guard against.
As for the fate of those women in brothels, Mu Yi can almost imagine that if you want a man to fall in love with you wholeheartedly, how many women will not get emotional because of it? In the end, killing the man who loves you deeply and is also your beloved, I'm afraid
No one can bear it, and at that time, they probably can’t help themselves, right?
"Since she is a disciple of your Hehuan Sect, do you have any way to find her?" Mu Yi looked directly at Yan Wushuang and asked. After all, it has been too long, and the world is so big. Even if the Suzaku Hall is powerful, it is unthinkable.
Finding such a person in the world is like looking for a needle in a haystack, especially if the person deliberately hides his identity or hides in a deep mountain and old forest, then no one can find him.
"This..." Yan Wushuang hesitated immediately. Although she was already 70 to 80% sure that 'Zhuyun' was a disciple of the Hehuan Sect, this matter was of great importance after all, and she did not dare to make a decision easily.
Only by reporting it to the Master can you do it. When the time comes, it will be up to the Master to decide what to do.
"I must find this person." Seeing Yan Wushuang's hesitation, Mu Yi couldn't help but increase his tone, saying that he was bound to win. (To be continued)