When they parted ways at Jingzhe Tower, Jiang Beiran left the contact information and addresses of all the ninth-grade masters.

Of course, he originally only wanted the contact information of those ninth-grade masters who wanted to join the Xuanxing Tower, but in the end all the ninth-grade masters expressed their intention to join, so he collected them all.

It can be said that the contact list in Jiang Beiran's hand is something that even the masters of the Six Nations can't get enough of.

Because these ninth-level masters often like to travel or retreat, it is really not easy to find them once.

However, what Jiang Beiran got was not the contact information and address of Xuan Xing to which they belonged. To put it simply, those Lords of the Six Kingdoms got the "company" phone number, while what Jiang Beiran got was their personal phone number.

Naturally, the efficiency of finding people is completely different.

Jiang Beiran originally planned to write to them to inform them, but thinking that the other party was a ninth-grade master after all, and since he had to visit all six countries, he thought it would be better to visit them one by one.

During the visit, Jiang Beiran saw many cities that were in dire need of development. Although the Gu cultivators did not carry out extensive destruction after the occupation, the terrible aftermath of the first wave of conflict between the two sides still caused huge damage to these cities.

damage.

In addition, every city is surrounded by an atmosphere of sadness. It is happy to be able to return to home, but things and people at home have changed. In addition, the names on the list of survivors are dwindling. People who have lost hope either burst into tears or

Stop and sigh.

It's very unbearable to watch.

On this day, Jiang Beiran had just walked out of the home of a ninth-grade pharmacist and was going to go to the streets to see if there were any local snacks.

The most interesting thing about food is that it will pop up and surprise you from time to time.

The food on many stalls has such good taste that Jiang Beiran would be amazed by it, which is why Jiang Beiran is addicted to this food.

"Hey, have you heard?"

"What?"

"Several people from the village went to Duhe Village again."

"Have they also heard the legend?"

"Otherwise, who would travel such a long distance if it wasn't to meet their family members?"

"That's right. Hey, do you think that rumor is true?"

"I didn't know, it's spread all over the country."

After hearing this, the man pondered for a moment, then suddenly sighed and said: "It's been a month and my brother-in-law hasn't come back yet. My mother-in-law cries with my mother every day. Her eyes are swollen from crying. If she continues crying, she will go blind.

No, hey, don’t you have a two-ox cart at home? Lend me a few days to make it, and I’ll exchange it for you with salt.”

"Hey, we're all brothers. Why are you so out of town? We don't need it at home anyway. If you want to use it, just take it. But this matter, it sounds a bit evil. Be careful when you get there. Don't let anyone do it.

Cheated."

"Hahaha." The man laughed after hearing this, pulled on his patched clothes and said, "If you want to cheat something from me, I have to be talented."

"Hahaha, that's true."

…

Listening to the conversation between the two men at the next table, Jiang Beiran, who was eating sweet tofu pudding, also became a little curious. This was not the first time he heard people talking about the Duhe Village.

It should have something to do with people who didn't come back alive.

‘Could it be a big tiger?’

But when he thought about it, he thought it was impossible. After all, ordinary people couldn't feel the existence of the big tiger, let alone see the big tiger.

Thinking of the monks and Taoists who ate "human blood steamed buns" after the miasma swept through the country, Jiang Beiran decided to go and see for himself. If someone really did this, he would help the people get rid of the harm.

After drinking the rest of the tofu nao, Jiang Beiran got on Feifu and arrived at Duhe Village, which was rumored by the people. Before he got down, he found that the whole village was already crowded, and there were many people outside who kept rushing here.

After searching in the air, Jiang Beiran quickly discovered the center where the crowd gathered. It was a thatched house that looked very dilapidated. Although it was surrounded by water, everyone was arranging in an orderly manner.

There was no one rushing to enter the house, and they were all praying in their own way, as if they were all the most devout believers.

Putting on Minran, Jiang Beiran came to the thatched house.

"Mother-in-law, you get up first, you get up and say..."

"No, I just kneel down. Little sir, please help me find my poor vegetable baby. Please, vegetable baby is a good boy. He shouldn't walk in front of an old woman like me."

In the hut, an old woman knelt down in front of a little boy and shouted at the top of her lungs.

The boy looked to be about 10 years old and didn't even have all his teeth. He was trying hard to lift the old woman up, but he obviously didn't have enough strength.

Behind the little boy, there were five souls standing there watching, with complex expressions on their faces.

After pulling hard for a long time and finding that he couldn't pull it anymore, the little boy chose to give up, and simply knelt down to the old woman, and then said: "Mother-in-law, your son's soul did not find me here, maybe it is because he is still alive and well.

, so you..."

"Really!?" Before the little boy could finish speaking, the old woman grabbed his shoulder and said, "You said my vegetable baby is not dead yet!?"

"I mean it's possible... it's possible..."

But the old woman couldn't listen anymore. She happily hugged the little boy and said, "When my baby comes back, I will definitely take him with me to thank you."

After saying that, the old lady took off a silver bracelet from her hand and put it into the little boy's hand and said: "Little sir, this is my most valuable thing. Please make sure that my baby is fine."

"I can't do it, I can't do it!" The little boy's hand seemed to be burned when it was touched by the silver bracelet, and he quickly shook it off, "I just want to help everyone, and I don't accept anything."

But the old lady really insisted on stuffing the silver bracelet into the little boy's hand. While stuffing it, she said with tears in her eyes: "Just keep it. It will make me feel more at ease if you accept it. Just keep it."

"Grandma, I really can't have it." The little boy said seriously, stretched out his hand and said: "Mother-in-law, look at the dark spots on my hands. I was not sensible before and accepted other people's money, and the dark spots appeared the next day.

It hurt me for several days after it came out. If I took it in again, I would probably die at home from the pain."

"Ah!?" The old woman exclaimed when she saw the black spots, and quickly took back the silver bracelet and said, "Then... I won't give it to you. Young sir, you have to be careful, the gods must be watching you."

"Well, I know. I won't dare to do that again in the future. You can go back first. Maybe your son will come back to you soon."

"Hey!" The old lady nodded vigorously after hearing this, "Thank you, little sir, I'll leave first."

After saying this, the old woman bowed to the little boy three times very devoutly, then turned and left.

"call……"

After the old woman left, the little boy took a long breath, then clasped his hands and bowed upward: "My dear God, I didn't mean to lie. Please don't punish me. Even if you punish me, just punish me. Don't punish my sister, please."

Wish her to get well soon."

Listening to the little boy's sincere prayer, Jiang Beiran couldn't help but smile knowingly.

I know that what he just said about dark spots hurting is actually a lie to the old lady, and it is obviously not the first time he has used this excuse. This set of procedures is very proficient.

After praying, the little boy walked to the door and shouted in a childish voice: "Please come in next."

This time a young man came in. After he came in, he looked at the little boy in disbelief, and then asked: "You...are the gentleman who can help find relatives?"

"Sometimes yes."

"This..." Although the young man's face was still full of disbelief, he had already thought about treating a dead horse as a living horse before he came, so he took out a longevity lock and said: "This is what my daughter usually wears. You

Can I find my daughter through this?"

"Let me try." The little boy said, taking the longevity lock from the young man's hand, and then closed his eyes.

'oh?'

Jiang Beiran, who was standing aside, suddenly became energetic and looked at the little boy in surprise.

'Amazing.'

The moment the little boy closed his eyes, Jiang Beiran felt the strong mental fluctuations emanating from him.

Moreover, this kind of mental fluctuation is not the same as the ghost cultivator's soul power. If you insist on saying so, it should be classified as metaphysical knowledge, but it is not exactly the same as metaphysical knowledge. It is somewhat similar to his mental power.

In short, this was the first time for Jiang Beiran to feel such mental fluctuations, which can be said to be very special.

After about a cup of tea, Jiang Beiran was shocked to find that the soul of a little girl floated over. The moment she saw the young man, the little girl was obviously very excited and shouted repeatedly: "Dad! Dad! Dad, you are

Why are you ignoring Tweety, dad! Tweety is here!"

'Is this... so strong?'

This scene really stunned Jiang Beiran. He had been hanging out with top ghost cultivators for a while, but this was the first time he saw such precise soul summoning.

‘As long as it is something that the deceased often wore during his lifetime, can it be used for accurate summons?’

Jiang Beiran can actually do this trick, but he can only use common objects to find living people. This one is even more powerful, he can even find dead people.

And he obviously didn't have any practice, just pure talent.

When he heard the little girl call "Daddy", the boy opened his eyes, but he did not look at the little girl's soul, but at the anxious young man.

"How's it going? Did you find it!?" The young man saw the boy looking towards him and immediately asked anxiously.

"Uncle, after listening to the next words, please don't get excited. Your daughter... should have..."

"Impossible!" Before the boy could finish what he said, the young man roared and interrupted him. After speaking, he rushed forward and grabbed the boy's clothes and said: "Stop pretending to be a ghost with me! My daughter can't die.

!She’s still so little!”

As if he was used to being treated like this, the boy did not panic, but asked seriously: "Your daughter is calling you, but you can't hear..."

"I told you to shut up! Did you hear that? Cui'er..."
To be continued...