Shang Gui'an stood there, motionless, not daring to breathe. He felt that it was too dangerous to follow his senior brother. Everyone he saw was a powerful person, and everything he said was secret knowledge.

"Don't worry, I've been back to my hometown for many years, but I just came to the city to visit Master today. It's really inappropriate." After Lou Jinchen finished speaking, he turned back and glanced at Shang Gui'an. Shang Gui'an immediately took the meat and side dishes he was carrying.

Bring it up.

And placed it on the table, Lou Jinchen patted open the mud seal of the wine jar.

Uncle Fang had brought a set of bowls from somewhere and set them out for them.

The Master did not move. He was sitting there as if a root had grown on his buttocks. Lou Jinchen came to the Master holding the wine jar, poured the clear wine into the bowl on his table, and said: "With

I have known you for a long time, and although it is not thrilling, it is still valuable. When I saw your grace, I felt that this is what you should be like!"

The Master did not speak. He seemed to become less and less talkative.

"I don't know what Master Dao has gone through. Maybe Master didn't have the opportunity to tell others. Maybe the student once had low moral standards and it would be useless to listen to them. But today, the student thinks he has some strength. Master, if you have any difficulties, you might as well

Talk to the students."

Lou Jinchen returned to his seat, poured himself another bowl of wine, sat down and looked at Master Ji.

Master Ji did not pick up the wine, but looked at Lou Jinchen and said, "Do you know what you saw just now?"

Lou Jinchen shook his head.

"That is illusion, the illusion that the secret spirits claim to be." Master Ji said.

"Illusion is the residence of secret spirits, why should we go there?" Lou Jinchen asked.

"People always want to explore the unknown." Master Ji said.

"Master, there is no need to seduce me. Although I am curious about many things, I don't have the slightest idea about a place like just now." Lou Jinchen said.

"Alas!" The master sighed and said, "I know what you want to know. I can tell you that I asked you to go to Wanghaidao Pavilion that day not to give you to anyone. I just wanted you to go there and have a look.

Can you retrieve some memories for me?"

"It's a pity that the spiritual seed in your eyes has dispersed. If it hadn't dispersed, you and I would be the same kind."

"It's a pity that all this is just my wishful thinking." Master Ji sighed again.

"I see, it seems that the Master of Haishian Pavilion is here after all. Master, on this trip, the student is here to bid farewell to Master. This bowl of wine is a tribute to Master!" Lou Jinchen picked up the wine, stood up, and took a sip.

Drink up.

Then turn around and leave.

They walked all the way out of Eyeless City without stopping.

Shang Gui'an followed him. After leaving the city, the two took out the Italian horse from the treasure bag, threw it in the air, and turned into a tall black horse. The two turned over and the horse galloped through the wind.

The wind whistled in my ears, the sound of horse hooves chased behind me, the trees on both sides ran backwards, and occasionally birds flew across.

When they came to a clear stream, Lou Jinchen reined in the horse's head, turned over, came to the stream, and washed his face with two palms of stream water.

"Senior brother, can you believe what Mr. Ji said?" Shang Gui'an still couldn't help but ask what was in his heart.

"I don't know." Lou Jinchen replied.

"Senior brother, can't you tell?" Shang Gui'an said in surprise.

"It's precisely because I can't tell, so I won't ask anymore." Lou Jinchen suddenly turned to Shang Gui'an and said, "If I asked you to ask, what would you ask?"

"I would like to ask what is the relationship between Master and the leader of the Haishen Kingdom? What is the purpose of her coming here?" Shang Gui'an said.

"If he says that old friends come to talk to each other again, and because we are different people now, we are in contact with each other and watching each other, what should you do?" Lou Jinchen said.

"Then I have to ask him, does he have anything to do with the Secret Spirit Sect?" Shang Gui'an said.

"If he says no? What should you do?" Lou Jinchen said.

Shang Gui'an couldn't answer because he couldn't prove that the other party was related to the Secret Spirit Cult.

"Then what if he says it has something to do with it?" Lou Jinchen continued: "Are we going to kill Mr. Ji? You have to understand that in the Eyeless City, it is his legal field and his domain.

, he can even communicate with the ‘Crooked Eye’ master, and can easily use methods to suppress us.”

Shang Gui'an had a cold sweat on his back.

"Actually, I don't ask anymore. Another reason is that I feel that Uncle Fang is not a simple person. Mr. Ji seems to be quite afraid of him." Lou Jinchen said.

"Uncle Fang?" Shang Gui'an couldn't help but think of the once gentle and gentle Uncle Fang, and felt frightened.

"Let's go. Try not to enter that Eyeless City in the future. Just treat some things as if you don't know or haven't heard of them." Lou Jinchen said, got on his horse again, and the two of them arrived at the river when it turned dark.

Near the state capital.

The city gate has been sealed, and they did not cast any spells to enter the city.

He has never seen this mansion prince, but in his opinion, this mansion prince has been operating here for so many years, and I am afraid that this entire city has also become the opponent's execution ground.

Although Lou Jinchen was not afraid, he did not want to appear so unscrupulous. After all, his reputation in the capital was certainly no secret to the Lord of Jiangzhou Prefecture.

They stayed overnight outside the city. The city of Jiangzhou Prefecture was surrounded by a circle like the Eyeless City. Looking down from the mountains, they saw lights looming in the mountains and forests.

"This is a ghost market, let's go inside and have a look." Lou Jinchen pointed to a dimly lit and dreamy place, and then he patted the horse and walked away. The horse was galloping from the top of the mountain to the bottom of the mountain, and the wind was whistling in his ears.

This feeling of indulgence made Shang Gui'an feel extremely happy.

I couldn't help but think, no wonder so many people like to gallop on horseback.

Soon, the two came to the mouth of a valley, where there was a gate archway. When the two came on horseback, a voice said loudly: "Anyone who comes is dismounted. No horses are allowed in Nanmen City. Anyone who violates this will be punished."

The first sacrifice to God.”

Lou Jinchen did not force his way in. The two dismounted and entered.

It is different from the bright lights, but clusters of small lights. Under the small lights, there are people sitting there, with sheets of animal skins spread in front of them, and various small things are placed on the animal skins.

stuff.

Neither Lou Jinchen nor Shang Gui'an know much about these things. This is a matter of inheritance and interest. Although Lou Jinchen always wants to make treasures, he lacks interest in understanding the materials for making these weapons.

No, he rarely read books introducing various ores and spiritual trees in Taixue.

The two of them walked and walked until they came to a stone platform, where a group of people were surrounding, and a white light hung on the stone platform.

When Lou Jinchen looked at the lamp, he saw that it was the handiwork of the Heart Ghost monk of the Five Zang God Sect. It might even be the natal lamp of the Heart Ghost monk of the Five Zang God Sect, but this person was definitely not a person who practiced the Five Zang God Method.

He didn't know whether this person asked the Heart Ghost monks from the Five Zang God Sect to sacrifice it, or whether he had stolen it.

The other party was a fair and fat man, dressed in brocade clothes, holding a black gourd with black gas coming out of it.

Just listen to what he said: "There are three hundred innocent souls here. I want to replace the core wood of a thousand-year-old locust tree. It must be at least three feet long and the thickness of the wrist. It is best to be wet wood. If it is already dry, there is no need to open the mouth."

.”

Lou Jinchen's eyes narrowed.
Chapter completed!