The Devil is My White Moonlight

Chapter 81: past

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At that time, Zheng Genran had just assumed the position of the head of Moyun Mountain, and he was quite ambitious. He was also enthusiastic about subduing demons and eradicating demons everywhere, so as to establish his prestige, and he had ambitions to become the leader of the world of cultivating immortals.

Later, it was known to the world that during a wandering journey, Zheng Genran encountered the monster Huanbiao who had sneaked into the human world from Linmoyuan. It was a powerful monster with rough skin and thick flesh. Its natural strength and magic made everyone present tremble with fear. Zheng Genran fought against it for three days and three nights, and finally slashed Huanbiao to the sword on a rainy dawn. Next, he was seriously injured.

Zheng Jinran became famous in one battle and became a popular figure in the world of immortality. Small sects from all over came to congratulate him. Then, the price he paid was little known.

Huanbiao is a natural beast, rare and powerful, and can forcefully absorb the opponent's magic power and use it for his own use in battle. In the process of Zheng Genran's confrontation, his spiritual power was made dangerous and abnormal. He almost had to self-explode the sea of knowledge to suppress the beast, but at the moment of killing Huan Biao, he was attacked by the opponent's magic power. Retreat, there is also a faint image of poisoning. At this time, not to mention a monster, a cultivator with a little talent, I am afraid that he can be defeated.

Zheng Genran, who wanted to be the leader of Xianmen, was of course unwilling. After returning to the mountain gate, he devoted himself to retreat. Under the full treatment of the old and new elders of Tianji Peak, he could only stabilize the golden core, but could not make up for the poison caused by the beast.

Until Li Yao brought the great witch from the Valley of Witch Doctors.

Li Yao made a wide range of friends, and she ran around the world every day, making many friends. Someone recommended to him the great witch from the Valley of Witch Doctors in the Southwest, saying that he was a master of alchemy and was extremely mysterious.

After a year of investigation, Li Yao finally met Da Wu with the help of a friend.

No one knows how the two met. At the end of the first month of that year, Da Wu went to Moyun Mountain, and Zheng Genran's injury miraculously improved.

At that time, the great witch had made it clear that the golden pill of the head of Zheng needed long-term recuperation, and every two years, he would send his disciples to bring pills.

Speaking of the great witch, Mu Xiyun and Gu Qingqiao looked at each other, and that was when the two met for the first time.

Huang Zelin continued: "That year in Linmoyuan, the head of Zheng encountered a big battle as soon as he arrived on the battlefield. Although he was victorious in the fierce battle, he caused old injuries to recur."

Seeing that there are still more battles to come, but there is a problem with his body, Zheng Ran is worried. Fortunately, the Witch Doctor Valley also sent people to participate in the war, and the Da Wu treated Zheng Genran overnight, and the next day he went into the battlefield in good spirits.

"Overnight, the injury will heal?" Gu Qingqiao was puzzled.

"Yeah, overnight." There were tears in Huang Zelin's eyes, "That night when the great witch entered the tent, he always disliked the presence of others when he healed the head. For some reason, I suddenly wanted to go back to Jinxiu Village to have a look."

Both of them knew what happened next.

"When I found those corpses, their bodies were still warm, and there was Li Yao's jade pendant at the scene. This matter has nothing to do with Mo Yunshan."

"What do you mean?" Mu Xiyun asked.

"I didn't contact the sect master about this at the time. Later, I accidentally discovered the Yihundan in a forbidden book in the Tianjifeng Bookstore."

"Easy Soul Pill?"

"Yes," Huang Zelin's voice was low, "Yihundan has two methods. One is to take the soul of a living person and combine it with the secret techniques of the witch tribe, which can directly introduce the power of the soul into the body, so as to make up for the injury of the golden pill and increase the skill. ."

"There is another kind?" Gu Qingqiao asked vaguely, feeling something.

"Using blood." Huang Zelin said tiredly, "especially the blood of a boy. The pure yang body of a child has the most energy in its essence and blood. Even if it is not integrated into the power of the soul, it has the ability to regenerate. The boy's blood is used to make alchemy, and only a small amount is needed. Soul, you can make Yihundan. This method does not need to learn sorcery, and ordinary alchemists can master it. I did not believe that there is such a cruel method of refining medicine in the world, but a few years ago in the South China Sea, I I have seen someone sell it with my own eyes, and one piece is worth tens of thousands of spirit stones."

"This..." Both of them were shocked.

"It took me several years to follow the clues, and only by chance did I find a clue to child trafficking. But when I tracked down, those people had already moved. Remember the shantang in Evian Town?"

During the New Year this year, a fire broke out in a shantang in Evian town, killing four children.

"The four children were not burned to death. The ones who died in the fire were the children who died of blood drawn by them." Huang Zelin said: "I will go back to Evian Town every once in a while. I am very familiar with the children there. , Among the four people, one broke his left leg, and the other suffered a serious injury to his collarbone. When the Shantang was on fire, I happened to return to Evian Town, and I went to examine the body quietly. scars."

Mu Xiyun glanced at Gu Qingqiao and remembered that he also said at the time that the children of Shantang died strangely, but they did not expect to be manipulated by others.

"So you deliberately guided the little fox demon to make alchemy from the heart to attract everyone's attention?" Gu Qingqiao asked.

"Yes," Huang Zelin said: "Although I can investigate this matter, but to solve it, we must rely on the power of major sects and local officials. I just thought of stopping this matter now, if there are capable people who can By uncovering the entire network of child trafficking, at least fewer children will suffer."

"For so many years, why did no one know or expose it?" Mu Xiyuan almost blushed when she remembered the painful child spirits in the resentment mountain city.

"Alas," Huang Zelin sighed, "Zheng Geng is extremely smart, how could he do all this with his own hands? There are systems for selling children, taking blood, refining medicine, and delivering medicine, which have been woven into a huge network. People in each system only do their own business, and they don't know each other. Therefore, if you want to bring this matter to the table, it involves a lot of difficulties. However, according to the people who sold Yihundan in the South China Sea It was said that in the early days, the number of Yihun Dan was very small, and it was strictly forbidden to flow out. However, in recent years, some people coveted the huge wealth in it and quietly expanded the number of pill making pills. Only then did a small amount of pills leak out and become a tool for them to make money. ."

The three were silent for a while, and the huge dark kingdom showed a hideous corner in front of them.

There were a few birdsong outside the house, and before you knew it, it was almost dawn. Huang Zelin glanced out the window vigilantly, and told the two with a tired face: "This matter is done carefully, otherwise it will not be discovered for decades. There is no evidence for my suspicion. Su Yanjun is Zheng Genran's closed disciple. Maybe I don't know about his master, but I don't dare to take the risk. I do have a lot of things to hide from you along the way, but it is mainly to prevent him. Now you know the reason, and keep it in your heart. "

Gu Qingqiao nodded and said: "Indeed, if we make the matter public at this time, and we can't produce hard evidence, no one will choose to believe us between the Xianmen Patriarch who has accumulated power for decades and us unknown people. It's better to go first. With the clues at hand, I will eradicate all the organizations that I can reach. I don't believe it, except for his minions, where else can he be fierce!"

Huang Zelin nodded and said, "I think so too. You need someone to have evidence in hand, and then contact a few immortal gates, in order to have the strength to compete with Zheng Genran. At the moment, the main thing is to check."

He looked up at the sky and patted Mu Xiyun's shoulder again, "Good boy, I have no relatives in this world, now you are like my child, I will naturally not harm you. I didn't want to involve you. Among them, but after decades of investigation, this matter is too involved, and it is closely related to the two masters.

Although there are still many doubtful points to discuss, Su Yanjun and Qin Le will get up soon. The three did not want to make the matter public, so they had to go back to their rooms for the time being.

After meditating in the room for less than an hour, Mu Xiyun heard Su Yanjun next door get up to wash up. Jun Zijian lived a very regular life. He did not miss a day of meditation and practice, and he often invited Mu Xiyun to fight with him.

The two exercised their muscles and bones in the hospital, but they heard a sudden "dong" sound in the side room.

When a few people rushed to the side room, they saw that the black-robed assassin had woken up at some point, but his face was ashen at the moment, his hands and feet were twitching, and the sound just now caused him to fall off the bed.

Mu Xiyun helped Huang Zelin. The two flattened the assassin, only to see the man foaming at the mouth and twitching all over his body. After feeding a few pills to no avail, Huang Zelin shook his head.

In less than a stick of incense, the assassin died.

Huang Zelin took out the silver needle, carefully inspected the corpse, and turned around and said to several people: "It seems that the delayed-onset poison was taken beforehand. Death."

This is also an important means for the killer organization to control its killers and prevent them from defecting.

Everyone present is a bright and upright generation, how can they think of this level in advance.

Su Yanjun shook his head, greeted a few young people, and planned to carry the man out and bury him in the back mountain.

Gu Qingqiao and Qin Le, headed to the assassin, lifted the assassin and took two steps when a sudden ding sounded, and something fell from the assassin.

Mu Xiyun picked it up and saw that it was a dark token that seemed to be made of black iron. Strangely, there is neither text nor pattern on the token, it is pitch black. After looking over and over again, he didn't find it, and Mu Xiyun didn't care too much, and put it into the Qiankun bag.

Several people came to the back mountain and buried the assassin. Qin Le, who had planned to go to the hot springs again, was in no mood at the moment. A few people silently returned to the small courtyard to pack up their belongings and then prepared to go down the mountain.

After saying goodbye to the beautiful hot spring courtyard, Qin Le was still a little reluctant, and looked back at the waterfall again and again. But Mu Xiyun and Gu Qingqiao, who knew what had happened here, were full of doubts.

Gu Qingqiao saw that Mu Xiyuan had a gloomy expression, so he leaned over and deliberately teased: "Are you reluctant to leave? After a lot of things, let's build a small building here and go to the hot spring every day, okay?"

A blush appeared on Mu Xiyun's face, obviously remembering what happened in the hot spring yesterday, and glared at him quietly.

Gu Qingqiao's heart swayed, and he smiled and looked at his slightly embarrassed appearance. He just felt that no matter how he looked at it, he couldn't see enough, but because so many people were present, he didn't dare to make trouble, so he secretly pulled Mu Xiyuan's sleeve. touch his hand.

"Cough," Huang Zelin coughed lightly behind the two of them. Mu Xiyun immediately turned his head, stretched out his hand to support the old man, and accompanied him down the mountain slowly.

Walking through the plank road, the horses of several people were still grazing not far away, and they were affectionate when they saw the owner, and they all approached.

A few people went back to the inn where the carriages were kept, Su Yanjun was checking out at the counter, and suddenly there was a thunderous sound of horse hoofs on the official road.

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The author has something to say:

Author: How are you feeling today

Huang Zelin: I feel much more relaxed after talking to my child clearly.

Author: But I see that your spirit is not very good.

Huang Zelin: Your cabbage was arched by a pig, will you be in a good mood

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