Chapter 38 Ordinary little people

"Xiao Lian'er?" The middle-aged man looked at Bai Qian who had completely changed, and said hesitantly with some disbelief.

"Well, my name is Bai Qian now, Uncle Qi!" Bai Qian smiled, tilted her head and said to Wang Zijia: "This is the uncle guard who sent me to the resettlement place. My treatment medicine at that time was also given to me by Uncle Qi.

The adults from the law enforcement team asked for it."

Wang Zijia was stunned for a moment, and said with a half-smile, "Wang An asked you to come here to find out?"

"Um... sir, don't be angry, we are just idiots, we are just worrying about it..." the middle-aged man explained immediately.

"Okay, you go back and tell Wang An. If he is worried, he can come and see for himself. There is no need to be so sneaky. Isn't it true that a poor man is blind?" Wang Zijia scolded with a smile.

"Okay, I will definitely bring the words here." The middle-aged man breathed a sigh of relief and replied respectfully, then turned around and left, with a brisk and calm pace, less worry and anxiety.

"Okay, let's go in for dinner. If you really want to meet, just go by yourself when you have time. I don't restrict you from going out." Wang Zijia said as he looked at Bai Qian who watched the other party leave without looking back for a while.

"Really?" When Bai Qian heard this, she looked surprised.

"Fake!" Wang Zijia said angrily.

After entering the house, Wang Zijia stopped in front of the nanny Wang Dan, hesitated for a moment and then said: "Sister-in-law Wang, you won't have to go to work starting tomorrow."

It wasn't until midnight that Wang Zijia packed up, changed into night clothes, and went out quietly.

The entire foot of the mountain was surrounded by people, with soldiers on duty day and night.

Behind the yard is a cemetery. There is no monument, just a bunch of graves, overgrown with weeds, yellow and dilapidated.

That’s right!

At the same time, the ground squirmed slightly, and a pit appeared. Wang Zijia lay down without hesitation.

'Spell: Clay Control!'

【Yizhuang】

I cautiously explored the edge of the formation for a moment, but found no problems.

And even if she struggles, it won't make any difference.

The little man was only the size of a palm. He moved his body slightly and got used to it. He no longer hesitated and headed towards the top of the mountain.

"Okay, sir!" Wang Dan replied.

Waves of crows sounded, making the already gloomy atmosphere even more gloomy.

After looking around for a while, we stopped in a hidden place.

"I feel a little angry!" Bai Qian replied.

After hesitating for a moment, the palm-sized clay doll concentrated its breath with all its strength, turned into a ball of ordinary clay, and quietly walked into the cold area.

After passing through five patrol checkpoints and approaching the top of the mountain, Wang Zijia stopped.

"How's your practice going?" Wang Zijia asked.

The mana fluctuated slightly, and a mini-figure jumped out from his body and fell aside. The hidden Wang Zijia emerged from the air.

At this time, the sluggish mini-doll on the side started to move, and his eyes were filled with light and became spiritual.

After hearing Wang Zijia's words, her eyes dimmed for a moment, but she didn't bother much. After all, she had seen Bai Qian's initial appearance, and knew that he was a hard-working person who needed it more than she did.

This is not the first time that Wang Zijia has come here. Since he learned about the place, he has come here several times to inquire about the information for more than half a month. Out of caution, he did not dare to try it rashly.

Then the two of them entered the study room, and Wang Zijia began to make talismans. Bai Qian waited on the side and observed carefully with a serious expression.

It was not until yesterday, after receiving accurate news from Wentian Pavilion that all the disciples of Law Hall, including some followers who stayed to deal with the aftermath, returned to the sect, that he decided to take action tonight.

"Quack..."

The cold here is deep, and there are actually many incomplete or complete frozen corpses lying on the ground. Under the corpses, there are some flashing runes, which are obviously a formation.

'Spell: Clay becomes invisible!'

"Yeah!" Bai Qian responded.

For most of the month, apart from practicing Tai Chi, Bai Qian was practicing her incomplete skills.

Wang Dan did not delay, stretched out his hand to take the gold, and said: "Thank you, sir. If nothing happens, I will go back."

Wang Zijia nodded and said: "After I have been busy for a while, I will start preparing your practice matters."

For more than half a month, the two have formed a tacit understanding.

A blast of cold air hit me, a slight freezing feeling, but nothing else. There was no special reaction.

There are a lot of patrols along the way. Fortunately, more than half a month has passed since the demon's evil deeds. Most of the people who stayed here are ordinary city guards and disciples of the sect's law enforcement team, and most of them have already evacuated this place.

The surrounding soil squirmed again, burying Wang Zijia's entire body, like a grave.

The two of them entered the room in some silence and finished their meal in silence.

Looking at the house, the clay figure controlled by Wang Zijia paused for a moment. Instead of trying to enter the house, he walked far away and walked towards the back of the yard.

After cleaning up, Wang Zijia said: "I have something to do tonight, please watch the house and don't run around. If someone comes into the house, just scream and invite the law enforcement team to come."

After turning the corner, only a few dozen meters forward, a dilapidated house appeared in front of it.

It looks like it's at least a little better than a mass grave, at least it's completely buried!

Wang Zijia nodded, and Wang Dan turned around and went out. Bai Qian was silent and wanted to speak, but finally said nothing.

After running wildly for a long time, I stopped in front of a small green hill on the outskirts of the city.

A crooked plaque hung on the dilapidated beams, showing the desolation.

Wang Zijia nodded, turned over his hands and took out an ingot of gold, a total of twenty taels, and said: "This can be considered as compensation for your care of me over the years!"

And with the stimulation of the cold air, strands of dark red aura of evil spawn continued to escape from the corpse, slowly dissipating under the erosion of the cold air.

Wang Zijia took a deep breath, and his magic power fluctuated slightly, covering his whole body like quicksand. Slowly, like a chameleon, his whole body completely blended into the night, and his breath disappeared without a trace.

Passing through numerous tombs, we arrived at the top of the mountain.

"Yeah, I understand!" Bai Qian responded obediently.

Wang Dan knew that this day would come when Bai Qian completely recovered and started cooking alone.

After finishing hiding, Wang Zijia quietly walked towards the mountain.

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Wang Zijia did not wander around the city. He quickly sneaked out of the city and quietly walked out of the city. After identifying the direction, he quickly moved towards the distance.

The hills are not big, some are low, some are desolate and dark.

This is where the contaminated corpses were disposed of this time.

Because the first part is complete, you can use this technique to get started, so Wang Zijia also taught her practice at the same time.

Seeing this, Wang Zijia breathed a long sigh of relief with a heavy heart.

This is normal. After all, the source of the goat-headed monster has not only been removed, but the corpses have also been processed for almost a month, and it has come to an end. Normal people will not steal the corpses.

And Wang Zijia didn't come to steal the corpse. He saw that the sect couldn't complete the purification for a long time, and became a little anxious, so he came to help.

Yes, he is so selfless!
Chapter completed!