Xia Yuanqiu said to the maid: "Please take us to see the Valley Master Han Niang."
The maid glanced at her, lowered her eyebrows and said in a low voice: "To tell you what, girl, the current owner of Wangchuan Valley is Valley Owner He, and Han Niang is the wife of the Valley Owner."
Xia Yuanqiu said again: "Then take us to see the Valley Master's wife."
The maid then said: "To tell you what my lady is saying, the Valley Master's wife is not feeling well and should not see guests. The Valley Master has told us that if there are any visitors, please come to Huanyang Gate and the Valley Master will receive you personally."
It seems that if Master He hadn't been here for a while, they would not have been able to see Han Niang.
Motian said impatiently: "I know, lead the way."
The maid responded respectfully, turned around and walked slowly.
The so-called Huanyang Gate is just a place for receiving guests in the valley. It must be named like this to make people feel like they are in the underworld.
Everyone sat down in the Huanyang Gate. No one dared to drink the tea served by the maid, and no one wanted to drink it. Every plant and tree in the valley seemed to be filled with evil spirits, which made people feel unhappy.
After waiting for a long time, the so-called current owner of Wangchuan Valley came slowly. He was a middle-aged man with a thin body and a slightly mean face. He had a small goatee, sparse eyebrows and dark eyes, as if he had been there for eight hundred years. It felt like I hadn't slept at all, and was very gloomy.
Xia Yuanqiu and others stood up to greet him.
The man waved his hand casually and said, "You don't need to be polite to all the guests from far away. Please sit down."
As he spoke, he sat down first. Xia Yuanqiu noticed that he was walking very slowly and his legs were shaking slightly, as if he was unable to do what he wanted.
"He Qiguang, I wonder what you call these distant guests?" He Qiguang's cold eyes swept over everyone's faces one by one. When his eyes touched Zhu Yan and Xia Yuanqiu, his eyes clearly flickered and shrank.
Mo Tiandu took the lead and said: "I am the master of the Demon Sect, Mo Tiandu, and these are my disciples." The identities of Xia Yuanqiu and Zhu Yan are known to everyone in the world, and no one knows that they will open the treasure house of the gods. , and how many people covet this treasure. Based on the fact that he sent money to the valley, it can be concluded that the owner of He Valley is a greedy person, and he does not want to cause more trouble.
He Qiguang's face froze. He never expected that the person who came to the Wangchuan Valley today would be the Demonic Capital that was famous all over the world back then.
"It turns out it's the Demon Sect Master who's here. I'm sorry for not being able to welcome him from afar. I'm sorry!"
Mo Tiandu waved his hand and said: "Master He, you don't have to be polite. I came here today to ask for something. Please don't refuse, Master He."
A strange light flashed across He Qiguang's sharp face, but his eyes were very flattering. He smiled and said: "Senior, you're too polite. If you have something to say, it's okay. As long as I can help, I won't refuse."
Mo Tiandu said: "We came here because of her reputation. I heard that the lady of the valley was born with yin and yang eyes, that she could communicate with gods and ghosts, and that she had the power to summon souls back. And I had a disciple who was seriously injured and dying many years ago. I finally saved him. After surviving, he lost his soul, so he came here to seek help from Master He."
He Qiguang's lips curled up slightly, and Yun Danfeng said clearly, "Oh? My wife is so capable? How come I didn't know?"
Mo Tiandu's eyebrows gradually narrowed, and there was a hint of evil in his eyes, but it did not show up. He just looked at He Qiguang coldly, and said in a deep voice: "It is really not easy for us to enter the valley and pass through the nine gates. I have also forgotten He Qiguang, the owner of the valley." Don’t make things difficult for us.”
He Qiguang also gradually suppressed his smile, glanced at Zhu Yan and Xia Yuanqiu with his clear and cold eyes, and then said: "You can help me if you want, but I have a condition."
Mo Tiandu had something bad in his mind, but his face remained expressionless, and he said in a deep voice: "Please tell me!"