After reversing the formation, Yin Yan did not immediately go to the formation to kill people. Instead, he gave Yu Zhen a letter with the addresses of the evil repair dens they destroyed before, indicating that he would deliver it to Feng Feng.
Yu Zhen was puzzled, and asked: "Can you show this information to Elder Feng?"
In the past, in order to conceal Yin Yan’s identity, they did it completely without the knowledge of Feng Lao and his party to break the den and the illusion. Now Feng Lao and his party are still abroad, and they are using the connections and strength of the two waves of monks inside and outside the country. , Investigate the information of the "Sha" organization.
He would receive a message from Feng Lao every three days. At present, Feng Lao’s investigation is going smoothly. He caught a number of scattered and hidden evil repairs and pried them from their mouths. There are fragmentary information about "sha".
However, because Feng Lao and his team used a wide-spreading carpet survey method, which was different from their targeted and purposeful destruction method, progress was relatively slow.
A few days ago, he asked Yin Yan if he wanted to exchange the information about the dens he had in his hands and the things that have been removed with Feng Lao and others. Yin Yan said at the time that the timing was wrong and he had to wait, wait, wait. To today.
"Yes." Yin Yan nodded, helped him tie his scarf, and said: "It has been nearly a month since we separated from Feng Lao and others. Such a long time is enough for'Feng Er' to find these dens and Destroyed. This den's address list can be regarded as'Feng Er' thanks to Feng Lao and everyone for helping him take care of his apprentices. It is just right to send it over now."
"What is enough for'Feng Er' to destroy the den alone, you are not Feng..." Yu Zhen was a little confused by his statement, did not react for a while, only understood his meaning halfway through, and glanced at the "Feng Er" on the envelope. "Signed, punched his shoulder with a smile, and said: "You are still playing fine points, don't worry, I will quickly send this'thank you gift' to Old Feng."
Yin Yan grabbed his hand, bowed his head and kissed, and led him out of the house.
Today is the weekend, the two went back to the villa first, had lunch with their family, and then drove towards the nursery.
It is already January, the wedding is in late March, and there is a Chinese New Year in between. Time is very tight. Some nursery layout work needs to be prepared years ago. They went to the nursery to check the layout work this time.
"There are still too few nursery houses, and there are a lot of guests coming. It is estimated that there will not be enough places to rest. It is still a bit cold in March, so it is not easy for everyone to sit in the open air and blow the cold wind outside."
Yu Zhen flipped through the layout plan of the nursery, and said with some annoyance, "It would be great if the tower can be taken out and used. Just put it there, so many guests can live there."
"Uncle Weng is already arranging this piece of land. Mom has bought the land next to the nursery. She plans to tear down the wall and expand it, and rush to work and build a few small buildings."
Yu Zhen was surprised, turned to look at him, and asked: "The land next to it? Isn't it a medium-sized nursery next to the nursery? On the other side, there is no land left or right. Where can I buy it... Wait, mom gave it to the nursery next to it. Bought it?"
"Yeah." Yin Yan nodded, glanced sideways at him, and replied: "It is a wedding gift for you."
This gift is too expensive.
Yu Zhen was heartbroken and moved, touched the layout of the nursery, sighed with happiness, and said shamelessly: "Mom will spoil me like this."
Yin Yan stretched out his hand and rubbed his head, without speaking.
Yu Zhen threw off his hand and suddenly became excited as if he was beaten up with blood. He sat upright and said, "If the two nurseries merge, then I can grow more flowers! There will be more flowers in the pot. The new varieties are ready to be transplanted in the spring of the coming year. The flowers in Mom’s office can also be replaced with new patterns, as well as a new perfume series..."
Yin Yan listened quietly to his arrangement, and couldn't help but stretched out his hand and rubbed his head again.
…
When the two arrived at the nursery, Weng Xiping was staring at the workers enclosing the flower field with a fence. It was obviously a snowy winter, but he was busy sweating.
Before starting the construction of the nursery, Yin Yan had asked the puppets to collect all the more exotic flowers in the nursery. Now, the newly cultivated flowers that are commonly used and have been disclosed to the public are left outside, which will not cause others to be too much. Watch out.
But this is only because he and Yu Zhen believe that in Weng Xiping’s view, these newly cultivated flower seedlings and trees in the flower fields are simply moving money bags. I am afraid that someone will accidentally damage the branches and leaves of these flowers.
Seeing the two coming over, he sighed rather vicissitudes of life, and said: "You are too sloppy. The people outside of these flower seedlings and trees are going crazy. It is hard to guarantee that no one will be distracted. Now the nursery is under construction. Strangers come in and go out, these flower seedlings just grow here, be careful of being dug out. Or I will build a lockable greenhouse flower shed for you, and be safe."
Yu Zhen hurriedly waved his hand and said with a smile: "No, I built a flower shed. It won’t look good if you look down from the terrace. Don’t worry, Uncle Weng. Yin Yan has installed surveillance inside and outside the nursery, and some people change shifts. Patrol, it's okay."
Surveillance does exist, but it is actually a display. In order to deal with outsiders, shift patrols do not exist, but for the sake of An Weng Xiping's heart, this can only be said.
What's the use of just a few flower farmers patrolling.
Hearing this, Weng Xiping glanced at Yin Yan, who was always quiet next to him. He shook his head and made up his mind to hire another team to protect him while the workers started work. He stopped talking about this. , Handed out a new drawing and said: "The nursery next door has been handed over. This is the measurement drawing and planning drawing over there. How to get it through and layout will have to wait for the designer to produce a new design drawing before you can decide. You can first Go and see, tell me in advance if you have any ideas."
"Uncle Weng has worked hard." Yu Zhen took the drawing, and after bidding farewell to Weng Xiping, walked towards the next door with Yin Yan.
The road around the nursery was also being repaired. Because it was necessary for the wedding car to come in for the wedding next year, the two were too lazy to make a detour, so they took a small road backing the mountain.
"This medium-sized nursery needs an empty space to park for the guests. It seems to be a big move." Yu Zhen thought about the layout there, and found Yin Yan stopped halfway through the walk. He looked up suspiciously and asked. Said: "What's the matter?"
Yin Yan looked at the mountain, spreading his spiritual consciousness, closed his eyes and confirmed it, and replied: "The mountain god is calling us, someone is looking for you."
"Look for me?" Yu Zhen was puzzled, walked back to him, followed up to look up the mountain, but saw nothing, looked back at the worker and Weng Xiping who were already far away, and took Yin Yan's hand. Let's go, we haven't seen the mountain god for a long time, and it just happened to get together this time."
In winter, the mountain was sluggish, and it had just snowed, and it was white and miserable. It was strange that the old trees of the mountain gods were still lush and lush.
"You are too arrogant, be careful of the news." Yu Zhen couldn't help but smile when he saw the mountain god, deliberately poking out a ray of pseudo-celestial energy and entangled him.
The old tree swayed vigorously, smashed several branches into his arms, sucked out the fairy qi, and then turned back to the bald appearance of trees in winter, and smashed a peach blossom branch to him.
Yu Zhen hugged the ginseng antiques and other objects turned into the branches in his arms, helpless and funny, turned his hands and put the things into the pagoda, completed the "deal" with the mountain god, picked up the only peach branch in his arms that had not changed, and asked with a smile "What is this? I remember that you are not a peach tree. By the way, what are you calling us to do? Is there anything to say?"
The old tree laid out its leaves, slowly releasing aura.
Yu Zhen only felt that the peach blossom branch in his hand became hot, and then the blossom branch turned into a light spot and sank between his eyebrows.
Segments of pictures appeared in my mind, all of which were familiar sceneries of Lianhuagou Village.
The first part is on the mountain. A child from Lianhuagou Village who came to play in the mountain met a few strange strangers.
The second paragraph is in the village. Most of the old people in the village suddenly become superstitious, and like to find a strange fortune teller from outside to tell their fortunes, almost to the point of heart-stirring. The village director, Lao Huang, felt that something was wrong and wanted to drive the fortune-teller to leave, but was blamed by the village elders by taking advantage of his generation.
The third section is the cemetery in the village. Except for the cemetery of Grandpa Yu, which is protected by the formation, there is a trace of evil spirits floating in the other cemeteries, which looks very unknown.
The picture afterwards was a bit fuzzy and flickering, as if the person who recorded these became weak, until the last paragraph, a few strangers entered the back mountain of Lianhuagou Village and walked straight toward the mountainside, and then the picture flashed, everything All disappeared.
Yu Zhen opened his eyes, frowning, his expression solemn.
"Master Shanshen asked me to tell you that something went wrong in your hometown. This is a message sent by the small mountain gods there. You go back and have a look." A squirrel emerged from the old tree to help Shanshen tell the details.
Yu Zhen returned to his senses, bowed a big gift to the ancient tree, solemnly thanked him, and then looked at Yin Yan beside him, and said, "It's Xie Xiu. They have done something to the people in Lianhuagou Village and the village cemetery. I think..."
"I'll take you back to the village." Yin Yan hugged him, first waved his hand to cover his appearance, then took out his mobile phone to call Weng Xiping, saying that he was walking around the mountain with Yu Zhen, and he would not go down for a while. Let him not worry.
After the arrangement, he hugged Yu Zhen, nodded to thank the mountain god, changed his appearance, and left straight away.
The two stopped at the back mountainside of Lianhuagou Village. The place where the peach trees were originally growing was blank at this time, and there was no tree hole, as if no trees had ever grown.
"It's really bold to even dare to move the mountain gods." Yin Yan's tone was cold, and his divine consciousness spread out to cover the entire mountain. He quickly discovered something was wrong and shrank again with Yu Zhen.
This time the two stopped at the foot of a shady mountain. Yu Zhen saw a small peach tree not far away, trapped in the middle by a trapped spirit formation. Anxiously, he wanted to step forward, but was held back by Yin Yan. .
"There are traps." Yin Yan stopped him and reminded: "Enlightenment."
Yu Zhen calmed down a bit, quickly opened up his mind, and then stared in shock.
Just a step away from him, the formations were layered on top of each other around the peach trees, and the black aura was filled with the doomsday. If he had just taken that step, then he should have been trapped by the formations at this time. Living.
"It's the lock formation." Yin Yan blocked him behind, the black sword was unsheathed, and the spiritual energy rolled on his body. With a light stroke, the spiritual energy spread fiercely. In a flash, the evil spirit was dispersed and the formation was also destroyed. The aura violently exploded.
This is the first time Yu Zhen has seen him break the formation with such a direct and irritable method. Knowing that he is worried that the lock-up formation will hurt himself with evil spirits, he hurriedly stretched out his hand and held his shoulder, but he calmed down a little bit.
"Rescue the mountain god first." He said, looked around with discernment, made sure that there were no more traps, and then moved forward again.
Yin Yan didn't stop him this time, but took the sword to protect him, glanced around, thoughtfully.
The mountain god was already very weak. After he got out of the bondage, he only had time to shake the branches gratefully towards Yu Zhen, and the branches and leaves fell off, shrunk his body, and turned into small saplings into deep sleep.
Yu Zhen looked at its bald and spiritless appearance, distressed, and hurriedly gave it a little merit and pseudo-celestial energy to stabilize its situation, and then carefully moved it and transplanted it to a better sunny position. Yin Yan put several layers of protective formations on it, and poured some boundless water on it.
"Fortunately, just being trapped, you can recover after a period of recuperation." Yin Yan soothed.
Yu Zhen nodded, his brows still frowning, and looking back down the mountain, his eyes turned cold: "These evil cultivators are here for Grandpa and me. You must catch them and ask them clearly."
After the mountain gods were set up, the two remembered the villagers in the village, and they were busy walking towards the village.
The so-called fortune-teller is not there. Most of the old people in the village are gathering together to talk about some "superstition" sutras. Yu Zhen has always been discerning, and soon discovered that they all have a slight suffocation on them, and their expressions are becoming more and more ugly. The figure stepped forward and helped them blow away their evil spirits one by one with aura.
After helping the old man, the two went to the village elementary school again to help stabilize the child who had been searched for memory by the evil repairer.
An hour after all this was done, Weng Xiping called and asked where they were, worried that they would get lost in the mountains.
Yin Yan hung up after a few words of reassurance, and looked at Yu Zhen and said, "You can't delay it for too long. There is no scent of evil cultivation here. They should leave temporarily."
Yu Zhen also knew that he couldn't stay here all the time. He suppressed the anxiety that he wanted to find Xie Xiu to deal with as soon as possible, and said, "Go to the cemetery again."
The situation in the cemetery was the worst. It was actually thrown into the Desire Array, disturbing the deceased to rest in peace. Yu Zhen bit his teeth with hatred, destroyed all the array eyes according to the directions pointed out by Yin Yan, then took out the Dao seeds, and let Yin Yan re-arrange the protection and purification arrays to the cemetery.
"I'll learn the formation well." When the formation was finished and ready to leave, Yu Zhen suddenly spoke, his voice deep and serious.
Yin Yan turned his head to look at him, took his hand, and replied, "I will teach you."
Weng Xiping had already called again, saying that the designer had arrived and wanted to see them.
Really could not delay any longer, the two went back to the mountain again, Yin Yan took the seeds provided by Yu Zhen and walked around Lianhuagou Village to set down a large-scale protection formation and confusion formation, and left three attendants in them. San'er, who is currently the strongest, waited for Xie Xiu's return, and then shrank and returned.
After such a tossing, Yu Zhen's good mood was completely gone, and he seemed very low spirited.
Afraid that Weng Xiping would be worried, Yin Yan lied that Yu Zhen was feeling uncomfortable after catching a cold on the mountain, so he arranged for him to rest in the small building and went to meet the designer with Weng Xiping alone.
After being able to be alone, Yu Zhen hugged Yin Yan's emptiness and stayed with him on the sofa, unable to suppress the worries and anxiety in his heart, and wanted to go to Lianhuagou Village to take a look, but remembering Yin Yan's instructions, she couldn't bear it. Down.
"Who the hell is chasing Grandpa and me like this."
He grabbed the armrest of the sofa, his eyes were heavy, and the nerves that had been soaked by the warm daily life during this period of time became tense again.
"Meow." Looking at him worryingly, he lowered his head and rubbed his hands.
"I'm sorry, I scared you." Yu Zhen returned to his senses, calmed down and touched its fur, forcing herself to take a deep breath and turn the spiritual energy around in her body to calm her brain and think seriously.
This wave of evil cultivators approaching the villagers and mountain gods of Lianhuagou Village was obviously directed at him and his grandfather. It is good to search for the villagers’ memories, use fortune-telling as an excuse to inquire about the news from the village elders, or give the tomb underground formations. It was to find his whereabouts.
But why? What is the purpose of these evil cultivators looking for him
Since he entered City B, this is the third wave to find him... Wait, the third wave
He sat up and finally found the key point.
Since he left his hometown and entered City B, there have been two waves of people trying to find his whereabouts, one is Zou Chengjing and the other is Wang Meng.
Zou Chengjing is his father. He was sought to continue his life. He is now dead. Wang Meng was his college classmate, and he was looking for him because he got the copper coins sent by him from Qi Kai's senior, and was discovered by an evil cultivator, and then lured by evil cultivators to look for him. The evil cultivator's memory was later lost to Yin Yan. Killed, Wang Meng's memory of copper coins was also erased by Yin Yan.
These two groups of people died and died, it was impossible to be a monster again, but the clues about the two people's going online were all cut off. Wang Dayi had contact with overseas, but he has not found out who he was in contact with. The monk who was sent to investigate was also arrested, leading to "sha".
Xie Xiu, who was in contact with Wang Meng, died so quickly that he couldn't get online at all, and the copper coins he wanted to go were also missing.
It is equivalent to that the messengers behind these two groups of people have not been dug out, so would it be that the third group who came to him was also instigated by the same? Because there is no one who has contact with Grandpa or with him anymore, so I just go directly to their hometown, wanting to use this to force him out
Thinking more and more clearly, he buried his head and took out a piece of paper and quickly drew a diagram of the relationship.
Suppose Wang Dayi really has an online overseas, and I don't know why this online wants to find him or Qingxuzi. Then, when Qing Xuzi suddenly escaped from the world and no one could find a trace, the achievement of Yu Jin, who was adopted by Qing Xuzi and severed the relationship afterwards, became the only breakthrough.
Online overseas, unable to blatantly send people into the territory of China to look for, so Wang Dayi, who was abolished and half repaired and escaped from City B, became a very useful tool.
With the tools and the breakthrough, Wang Dayi accepted Yu Jin as a righteous son, helped him change his status, and held him in his hands.
In the end, Yu Jincheng became a scene of Zoucheng and turned into an evil cultivator.
Besides, Wang Meng, Wang Meng took the copper coin, and another evil cultivator who Wang Dayi went online discovered that it belonged to Qingxuzi, so the evil cultivator began to lure Wang Meng to find the person who gave the copper coin, Wang Meng turned to entangle Cao Xingdong...
If all speculations come true, then, just a little bit, his identity will be exposed by Wang Meng. If it hadn't been for Yin Yan, who had lost his memory at the time, shrank and went abroad to solve the evil cultivator, his identity would have been dug out by the evil cultivator.
And now, precisely because his identity has not been dug up, Xie Xiu has not found the whereabouts of him and his grandfather, so the villagers in Lianhuagou Village are out of luck.
He slowly put down the pen, looked at the paper loops and loops, and finally returned to the diagram of the relationship between him and his grandfather, feeling a little embarrassed.
So all of this is just because a cult organization is looking for him and grandpa
Evil cultivating organization, evil cultivating organization outside the country... Sha
With a heartbeat, he immersed himself in the drawing again.
More than twenty years ago, Grandpa began to live in seclusion. Also more than 20 years ago, "Sha" began to expand, gradually establishing dens and arranging magical arrays.
More than twenty years later, Grandpa died, and at the same time, the "Sha" organization began to surface.
Also, the first den where "Sha" was found and destroyed was in the same position as the evil cultivation of Li Luying Wang Meng...
What a coincidence, how can there be such a coincidence in this world.
"If all this is true..." he murmured to himself, leaning on the sofa, confused and chilling, "Then the Sha organization tried so hard to find me and grandpa because of..."
"The Shaman."
Yin Yan's voice resounded behind him, as if the most crucial piece of the incomplete jigsaw puzzle had been found, Yu Zhen looked back abruptly, and then was hugged by Yin Yan.
"Don't worry." Yin Yan touched his head, picked up the relationship speculation map he drew on the table, briefly glanced at it and burned it with real fire, and said: "I was not so sure before. I saw Lianhuagou today. The scene of the village has completely determined the connection between these things. Don't worry, I won't let people hurt you, no one will do."
Yu Zhen grabbed his clothes, sank into his consciousness and looked at the little black evil spirit in his dantian, tightening his arms and burying his head in his arms.