The sect prepared a cloud boat specially for them.
The new disciples who had just joined the sect were all young, and as they were coming down the mountain for the first time, they were very excited and kept pestering Heng Bai with questions.
"Elder, elder, what do the demon species look like?"
"Elder, how many days will we be gone this time?"
Heng rolled his eyes to the sky again, and said unhappily: "Why don't you go and see what the demon species looks like? How many days you will be gone depends on how long it takes you to complete the mission? Why are you asking me?"
Heng Bai had no patience at all for these little bastards and carried them onto the spaceship one by one.
He is a dignified monk, isn't he just a little young? The sect leader actually said that he has a bad temper and threw him to this useless school to hone his skills for a year! What a waste of his time!
Heng Bai said disdainfully: "It's just a mortal demon species. If you can't handle this, you can just jump down from the 9,900th step."
The disciple said gloomily: "Oh."
Heng Bai was hurrying back, but when he turned around, someone lightly touched his shoulder.
Someone asked him in a familiar nonchalant tone: "Elder Hengbai, do we have any senior brothers and sisters leading the team this time?"
Heng Bai's veins were throbbing. He got angry whenever he heard Yan Qing's voice. He said angrily, "You are just a mortal demon. Do you need to lead a team? Let me see if your brain..." The words "Did you get kicked in the brain by a donkey" were choked back in his throat. The moment he raised his head, he looked like a chicken with its neck pinched, with his eyes almost popping out.
Yan Qing smiled and waved in front of him: "Elder Hengbai, Elder Hengbai..."
Elder Hengbai couldn't see him at all, he just looked at the person next to Yan Qing in horror.
Xie Shiyi was looking at the wooden sword in his hand. When he lowered his eyes, his long black eyelashes covered his eyes. Although it was the simple and elegant clothes of a disciple of Wangqing, it seemed to have a cool and otherworldly feeling on Xie Shiyi, like morning mist, morning dew, and distant wind.
Heng Bai felt that his tongue was tied and he couldn't speak clearly. He was shocked: "Thank you, thank you, Senior Brother..."
Xie Shiyi hadn't held a wooden sword for a long time. He felt uncomfortable after holding it for a while. He moved his fingers slightly and smashed the wooden sword directly. White debris fell from his fingers. Hearing Heng Bai's voice, Xie Shiyi looked up, his dark eyes were pure and cold, and his eyes looked far away.
"… "
Heng Bai felt his legs go weak, and when he was about to kneel down with a plop, it was Yan Qing's voice that called back his sanity, saying lazily: "Elder Heng Bai, when will the cloud boat set off?"
Heng Bai ignored him and just stared at Xie Shiyi blankly. After the shock and fear, his eyes were filled with ecstasy and admiration. He asked excitedly: "Senior Brother Xie, why are you here? Are you going to leave the sect?"
Xie Shiyi said calmly: "Let's go to Qingle City."
Heng Bai suspected that he was deaf: "Qingle City?!"
Yan Qing was ignored all the time, but he was not embarrassed. He helped to add, "Yes, isn't there a bride in Qingle City who turned into a demon? Thank you, Senior Brother, for going down the mountain to eliminate the demons."
Heng Bai really wanted to glare at Yan Qing and tell him to shut up, but because of Xie Shiyi, he could only hold it in. He said in disbelief: "Brother, what are you doing in Qingle City?"
Xie Shiyi smiled faintly, but his tone was cold and nonchalant: "Do you have bad hearing?"
Heng Bai: “…”
Yan Qing couldn't help but burst out laughing. Heng Bai was really embarrassed everywhere when he met them.
Yan Qing held back his laughter, and said to Heng Bai with a gloating look: "Elder Heng Bai, next time I bother your son-in-law to speak, please listen carefully."
Heng Bai had no temper towards Senior Brother Xie, whom he respected and admired, and felt ashamed after being scolded. But when he heard Yan Qing's words, he got angry and immediately gritted his teeth and glared at him fiercely: "You have no shame!"
This scene is really strangely harmonious - it's really like "The Immortal Son-in-law".
A shameless grassroots son-in-law, a pure and innocent young lady from a clan, and an indignant maidservant beside the young lady.
Yan Qing was laughing like crazy in his heart and wanted to say something rude, but he was dragged away by the pure and innocent "Miss Xi".
"Wait! Xie Shiyi, what are you doing? Walk slower! You're pulling my hair!"
Yan Qing cherishes his hair as much as his life, but Xie Shiyi has always been a self-willed person. He can only be forced to follow Xie Shiyi's pace, protecting his hair while shouting.
When Yan Qing raised his hand, the red silk on his wrist fell down, drifting with the mountain breeze. Although Xie Shiyi in front of him did not look back, his pace did slow down a bit. The sleeves of the two people fluttered in the sunset light. They were both tall, with completely different temperaments but incomparably harmonious.
Heng Bai was originally furious, thinking that Yan Qing was simply a beast who had taken advantage of him and was just being ungrateful! But when he looked up and saw the two of them leaving, his anger and complaints froze in an instant.
A few minutes ago, Yan Qing finally saved his hair. He was a little amused and a little angry. He gritted his teeth and said something to Xie Shiyi. Xie Shiyi lowered his head slightly and listened to him quietly. After listening, the corners of his lips seemed to bend slightly, with a little cold and sarcastic, and he looked up at Yan Qing. The cliff fell and the wind startled, and white flowers rolled up into the sky. The moment their eyes met, the light and shadow seemed to become the background, leaving only each other, every move, every word, familiar to the depths of the soul.
Heng Bai froze in place, unable to come back to his senses for a long time. This was the first time he felt... that his senior brother, who stood at the altar of the highest heaven, had a little bit of worldly air and a little bit of reality.
The cloud boat that Yan Qing took this time was completely different from the first time he took it.
The cloud boat that he took when he came to Nanzezhou from the Huichun Sect for the last time was definitely the most expensive one in the entire Wangqing Sect.
Now, there is nothing here, not even a separate space.
Yan Qing looked left and right, and finally said hypocritically: "Yaoyao, it's really unfair for you to follow me." No wonder Heng Bai regarded him as a thorn in his side - look at the miserable life that the Forget Love Sect's golden branches and jade leaves had to live with him! !
However, he eloped in the third episode of "The Immortal Son-in-law", but Xie Shiyi still didn't even glance at him.
Even the most beautiful lady smiled lightly and said coldly: "It's better not to say what you think in your mind, and don't let me know." After that, she walked towards the top floor of the cloud boat. The cold silver light shone up and down under her steps, directly separating herself from the crowd with a barrier.
Yan Qing: “…”
Yan Qing looked at his back and said in a weird tone: "Are you really here to accompany me for training?"
The boat sailed for a day to Qingle City. From the conversations of other disciples, Yan Qing also learned everything in detail. The surname of the disciple was Sun, and his name was Sun Hebi. He was the second young master of the Sun family in Qingle City. The bride was Zhang Mushi, the fifth young lady of the Zhang family, another famous family in Qingle City. In the eyes of outsiders, Sun and Zhang were a perfect match made in heaven. No one expected that such a tragedy would happen on their wedding night.
Coincidentally, when they arrived, Qingle City was in the middle of spring, and flowers were in full bloom, and the Floating Lantern Festival was being held with a constant flow of cars and horses. However, due to the bloody and cruel murder in the city, people were in panic, and the Floating Lantern Festival was temporarily shelved.
The streets and alleys were empty, but full of colorful lanterns that had not been taken down in time. One by one, the buildings were lined up one after another, forming a prosperous and lively scene.
When they stepped off the cloud boat, it was evening, and the lights in the city illuminated the night as bright as day.
After knowing that the visitor was a disciple of Wangqing Sect, the head of Sun Family brought a group of children and servants to greet them. They had no senior brothers or sisters to lead the group, so Mingze, as the only inner peak disciple, naturally became the leader.
The head of the Sun family bowed and said respectfully: "Greetings to all the immortals!"
The beautiful woman next to him was plump. She must have been crying these days. Her eyes were swollen. When she saw them, she bowed and said, "I greet all the immortals."
Mingze nodded and said, "Take us to see where the demon committed the crime."
The head of the Sun family was extremely terrified and said, "Yes, all the immortals, follow me."
Yan Qing walked at the back, and was very interested in the lights of Qingle City behind him, and looked back frequently. In fact, there were also many lights in the Red Lotus Pavilion where he used to live, but those lights were all blue, burning eeriely under the bones. It's not that Yan Qing has a weird aesthetic, but the old eunuch next to him is mentally ill - he thinks that Yan Qing's image at that time can only match this kind of weird scene. Haha.
Yan Qing withdrew his gaze with a thoughtful look, "Xie Shiyi, after we kill the demons, let's go to the Floating Lantern Festival."
Xie Shiyi was only there to accompany him to have a baby. He was so cold even when investigating Zixiao, not to mention the murder of a bride in Qingle City. He ignored Yan Qing's suggestion and just asked calmly, "How long will it take you to have a baby?"
Yan Qing thought for a moment and said, "I think it will probably take three days for the fetus to become a baby?"
Xie Shiyi: “Yeah.”
Yan Qing looked around and asked, "Did you sense the breath of nightmare when you came in?" Xie Shiyi was the leader of the Immortal Alliance and a cultivator in the Spirit Transformation Stage. He might not even need to go to Qingle City. He could kill the bride thousands of miles away.
Xie Shiyi smiled softly upon hearing this, but his tone was so cold that it made people feel frightened: "Isn't this the experience you have always dreamed of? Why are you asking me?"
Yan Qing: “…Oh!”
Yan Qing began his "dream-like" experience.
In order to facilitate the monks' investigation, Sun Zhang and his wife's new house has remained as it is to this day.
The moment the door was opened, the foul smell of decay made many of the disciples who had come down the mountain for the first time turn pale and retch. Yan Qing looked inside and saw blood everywhere. The blood splattered on the floor, on the table, on the bed, and on the beams. The body of the second son of the Sun family lay on the wedding bed, and was gnawed to the point that only a skeleton was left. A layer of skin was torn off his head, and it was rotten and swollen, with maggots surging in the remaining flesh and blood.
In addition to blood, there were a lot of yellow and white unknown things on the ground, like human brains.
The scene was brutal and bloody, like hell on earth.
Madam Sun was overwhelmed with grief. She wiped her tears with her handkerchief and sobbed uncontrollably.
Patriarch Sun couldn't bear to watch, so he turned around and said in a trembling voice, "Master, this is where my son was killed."
A disciple of Wangqing Sect turned pale and asked Mingze: "Brother Ming, is the bride really a demon?"
Mingze was born in a family of cultivators in Nanze Prefecture. He had been well-informed since childhood. He walked forward, touched the blood on the table, then put it to his nose and sniffed it.
In the world of cultivation, the most basic factor in distinguishing demon species is Nightmare, but there are very few magical weapons in the world that can detect Nightmare. Even the Wangqing Sect cannot give their group of new disciples even one earth-level magical weapon.
Mingze frowned, took another look at the miserable situation in the house, and said softly: "After the nightmare awakens, the demon will become bloodthirsty and cruel, and eat human flesh. Judging from the situation here, the young lady of the Zhang family must be a demon, and the nightmare in her body has already awakened."
Upon hearing this, Madam Sun cried even louder. Her voice was desperate and sorrowful: "It's all my fault. Why was I so blind to choose her as my daughter-in-law? I've ruined my Hebi. It's my fault, my fault, all my fault!"
The head of the Sun family sighed and comforted her: "Madam, don't blame yourself. If Yan hadn't awakened, who would know if she was a demon? You are not to blame for this."
Madam Sun's tears wet her makeup, and her whole body was shaking: "No, no, master, no. Do you remember the seventh girl of the Zhang family? A month ago, the seventh girl of the Zhang family went to the mountains to worship Buddha with her and disappeared. When she was found later, people said that the seventh girl had been eaten clean by jackals. But Qingle City is only a hundred miles in radius, where are there jackals? At that time, someone told me that Zhang Mushi had been gloomy and strange after returning from the temple, and she was a little abnormal. I was worried, but now it seems that there was a sign that she was a demon!"
"I think the seventh girl of the Zhang family is in her hands, and Zhang Mushi is the jackal."
Madam Sun cried more and more heartbroken, almost dying: "It's all my fault, it's all my fault. I knew all these things, but I didn't even doubt her, causing my poor Hebi to end up like this."
The disciples of Wang Qing Sect had just entered the martial arts world, and when they saw her crying so sadly, they didn't know what to say for a moment.
At this moment, a voice was heard, old and full of hatred.
"Why are you crying? At this point, isn't the most critical difficulty to find Zhang Mushi?"
Everyone looked back and saw the brightly lit Sun Mansion. A young man in the Nascent Soul stage wearing a blue robe was walking slowly towards them, supporting an old lady with gray hair.
The old lady was over sixty years old, hunched over, and leaning on a cane. Her face was full of wrinkles, but it could not hide her sharp hatred.
The monk next to her had an ordinary appearance but an outstanding bearing. The blue robe he was wearing was embroidered with a few white flying feathers on the lapels and cuffs. It was clearly the clothing of the Fuhua Sect.
When the head of the Sun family saw the person, he hurried over to greet him: "Mother, second brother."
The old lady was the old lady of the Sun Mansion. The young cultivator from the Fuhua Sect was called Sun Junhao. He was the second cultivator of the Sun family who had outstanding qualifications to join the Fuhua Sect after the legendary ancestor, and he was also the second uncle of Sun.
Sun Junhao nodded to the head of the Sun family, then bowed to all the disciples of Wangqing Sect and said, "Thank you all for coming from afar to investigate my nephew's case. I am very grateful."
Mingze saw that he was slightly stunned, and wondered: "Since your friend is in the city, why don't you take action yourself to avenge your blood relative?"
Sun Junhao smiled bitterly: "To be honest, I just came out of seclusion yesterday, and I just rushed home from Fuhua Gate tonight after hearing the bad news."
Mingze nodded: "I see."
Sun Junhao said: "I wonder if you have found anything now?"
It is easy for a cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage to find a person, but it is difficult to find a demon seed.
Because when the demon species is controlled by the nightmare, its aura will be completely hidden, and the curse of the ancient demon god is not something they can pursue. Everyone can only infer the direction based on clues.
Mingze tilted his head and pointed at the east window: "The bride left through this window. I used my spiritual sense to explore the structure of the Sun Mansion before. This window leads to the back door of the Sun Mansion. Behind the door is a river. The bride should have walked along the river. We will find a way out when the time comes."
Sun Junhao: "Okay, thank you."
The head of the Sun family helped the old lady leave.
Madam Sun hid her tears in her sleeves and kept crying: "It's all my fault. If I had paid more attention at the beginning, how could I have ended up like this."
Her crying gave the old man a headache. Old Lady Sun stopped walking, slammed her cane on the ground, looked back with bloodshot eyes, and shouted angrily: "Enough! Stop crying! Let me have some peace and quiet!"
Mrs. Sun was frightened by her. She covered her nose and mouth with a handkerchief and sobbed silently.
Because of Xie Shiyi, Yan Qing never dared to go out into the crowd. Although few people in the entire Wangqing Sect had actually seen Xie Shiyi, Xie Shiyi's temperament was quite special, and his arrogant and indifferent attitude was too obvious. He was afraid of being beaten.
Yan Qing couldn't help but laughed softly when he thought of this.
After Mingze gave his instructions, he let them choose their own direction.
Yan Qing took out a copper coin from his sleeve and said to Xie Shiyi: "Yaoyao, how about we make a bet! You guess that the bride went to the upper reaches of the river, or the lower reaches of the river." Yan Qing threw the copper coin and said: "I guess the lower reaches."
Xie Shiyi looked at him quietly and said coldly: "I don't care where the bride went."
Yan Qing knew what he meant by that, so she put the copper coin back into her sleeve and sighed silently: "I know, don't rush me, I'll try to form a baby again."
Since it was a boast he made about his training, Yan Qing was very serious. He smiled lazily and said, "Don't let small kindnesses go unrewarded."
They were the last to leave. As soon as they stepped out of the back door of the Sun Mansion, Madam Sun suddenly called out to them, "Wait a moment, two immortals."
Yan Qing always thought that he was a kind and approachable person. After all, when he was a beggar in Black Water Lane in his previous life, he would have starved to death if he had relied on Xie Shiyi. Thanks to his sweet mouth, his ability to speak to people in a way that was human and his ability to cheat and deceive, he was able to survive.
"Madam Sun, is there anything wrong?" Yan Qing turned around and smiled at her.
Madam Sun had no other choice but to summon up the courage to call out to the immortals. Before that, the two immortals had been in the shadows of bamboos at the end of the crowd, making it difficult to see clearly, so she didn't think much about it.
After she spoke, she didn't expect one of them to turn around and look at her with a smile. Her face was so beautiful that she was stunned.
The moonlight was like frost. The boy in a blue and white robe had a pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes with delicate shape. He looked romantic when he smiled. The people next to him didn't even stop, but stopped reluctantly when the boy with peach blossom eyes pulled his sleeves.
Madam Sun felt so nervous and frightened that her heart was about to jump out of her throat. However, when she thought of her son's tragic death, she couldn't help but burst into tears. She knelt down in front of Yan Qing, kowtowed deeply, and sobbed, "Immortal, it was all my inconsiderateness that harmed my child. I feel so distressed when I think about this. Immortal, please take me with you, and I will go with you to find Zhang Mushi."
Yan Qing circled the red string, and although her eyebrows were curved, she was not moved at all. She just said: "Madam Sun, there is no need to take all the responsibility on yourself. Before everything happened, who could have known that Miss Zhang was a demon?"
Madam Sun burst into tears: "My Immortal, there are always some signs before the nightmare in the demon species awakens. The disappearance of Miss Zhang Qi from Jiangjin Temple was a warning to me, but I didn't take it seriously."
Yan Qing smiled, but rejected her: "Madam, you should go back and rest. The demons are extremely ferocious. If you follow them, you will only hinder us."
Mrs. Sun was stunned. Only then did she realize how unreasonable the request she had made was when her mind was not clear.
"Yes, the Immortal is right." With his face flushed and ears ashamed, he kowtowed and was helped away by a maid.