Who let him join the Sword Sect!

Chapter 53 Not as good as a beast
After Chen Qin finished speaking, the room fell silent.

'Why am I here?'

Looking at his junior sister with a slightly red face, this question suddenly popped up in Zhang Ze's still drowsy mind.

Putting down the cup in his hand, he took out the small ball that was still pretending to be dead from his arms. Looking at the patterns on the ball, Zhang Ze realized that he was still in the land of the Four Continents.

After circulating his true Qi and feeling the true Qi rushing through his meridians, Zhang Ze knew that he was still on the path to immortality.

The moonlight outside the window is so beautiful, and the junior sister in front of me is also so beautiful.

It's a good time to do beastly things.

What to do?

Chen Qin looked at Zhang Ze, pinching the hem of her skirt with her hands, her mind a mess.

She saw her senior brother reach out his hand and pinch her face.

Chen Qin felt like she was a little drunk.

Zhang Ze pinched Chen Qin's little face, his eyes wandering, and found that the things around him were not turned into powder.

My uncle should not be here.

What to do?

Chen Qin's breathing became a little rapid as she thought of the novels she had found in Mei'er's boudoir.

Although I don’t quite understand it yet, I find it amazing.

This situation and scene seem familiar to a passage in the book.

She felt that something was wrong, but she didn't know what.

run.

Zhang Ze found that Chen Qin's face was a little hot and softer.

He squeezed it gently again.

Swallowed.

What to do?

A classic afternoon the following day.

In the middle street of Hancheng, outside the City Lord’s Mansion.

Zhang Ze and Chen Qin were standing in the crowd at this time, with voices whistling in their ears.

The two brothers and sisters just felt it was noisy.

I didn't sleep last night, and although I didn't feel physically tired, I was mentally exhausted. The clamor around me made me feel even more annoyed.

Chen Qin followed behind Zhang Ze, silent, seemingly with a lot on her mind.

Zhang Ze wanted to speak, but didn't know how to start.

Thinking about the bed collapsing last night, Zhang Ze felt a little headache.

I hadn't done anything yet and the bed collapsed.

I don’t know what the person who lived in that dilapidated house did before to make him so fierce.

When the bed collapsed, the ambiguous atmosphere disappeared and Zhang Ze was embarrassed to death.

Chen Qin was even more embarrassed and wished she could find a hole in the ground to crawl into.

An ambiguous atmosphere can be contagious, and embarrassment can be even more so.

Although the two did nothing, it seemed as if they had done everything.

In the second half of the night, the two sat on the roof, feeling the cold wind all night, looking at each other in silence.

It was not until the sun rose and the sky turned white that Zhang Ze spoke dryly.

"Go find Aunt Bird."

"it is good."

After Zhang Ze finished explaining the bed collapse at the counter, he looked at the proprietress's twitching fox ears and her piercing eyes. He also listened to her alluring words: "No need to compensate, just remember to come back next time."

Zhang Ze knew that he could not clear his name.

But what can I say?

Could it be that I didn't do anything and that I was worse than a beast last night?

As for Chen Qin, she kept jumping back and forth between embarrassment and blushing. Her eyes would automatically warm up when she saw Zhang Ze, and then after a while she would fall into the abyss of embarrassment again.

Away from the inn, the bird lady lived just outside the city.

However, after asking for directions along the way and following the address, he found nothing. The place mentioned on Elder Wang's note was uninhabited at all.

As far as the eye could see, there was only a field of weeds and white grass. Not even a broken tile could be seen, let alone the ruins of a house.

I asked an old farmer who was passing by and cutting grass for pigs, and the old man touched his bald head.

"I don't know. This place has been like this since I was a kid, at least fifty or sixty years."

Zhang Ze thought this was something fishy.

Who was Grandpa Wang sleeping with back then? And who has been the one receiving and replying to his letters over the years? [Side Quest, Mysterious Cold City]

[Quests are being merged. Incubation and Frost City Mystery are merged into one quest.]

[Find the bird demon feather jade and complete the stone pill hatching]

The system seemed to be refreshing its presence and gave Zhang Ze a prompt.

"Go back to the city and ask."

"The City Lord and the Sword Hall might know."

Chen Qin's voice was so soft that it was almost inaudible.

"Okay." Zhang Ze nodded.

Hancheng has a city lord, but it is not quite accurate to say that he is the city lord.

Yuxin Sect is the only small and upright sect in Hancheng. Its current leader has reached the Nascent Soul stage and is said to have some connection with Tianzong.

The leader, Taoist Mu Nian, was born with a Maitreya face and is best at meddling in worldly affairs.

There are many monsters in Hancheng, and there are also the most idle things.

After a few hundred years, the leader of the Yuxin Sect also became the city lord. He built a city lord's mansion in the city and sent his disciples to take turns on duty to take care of various trivial matters.

The sword hall in Hancheng was also happy and relaxed.

After all, dealing with that group of monsters really shortens your life.

Yangguan Road.

Qiu Jidan is in jail.

A psychological prison sentence.

"How far apart are 'yes' and 'no'? How far apart are 'good' and 'ugly'?" The old man who was teaching, flicked a sword and hit the table in front of Qiu Jidan.

“What’s the explanation for this?”

Qiu Jidan hesitated for a long time, not knowing how to explain. He really didn't expect that he would have to attend classes after joining the training hall.

And what he learned were all the principles of the righteous path. Listening to the old man's awkward sentences, Qiu Jidan, as an extremely pure disciple of the Demon Sect whose ancestors had never been good people in three lifetimes, wanted to die.

"I should have gone to Hancheng earlier," he cursed in his heart.

This morning, Qiu Jidan tidied up his residence and used the secret method of the Hundred Demons Sect to seal his three valves.

Although he couldn't exert his full strength, he also eliminated the possibility of exposing his demonic energy.

I lit the talisman to contact Wang Sheng, but it took a long time before I got a response from Wang Sheng and we agreed on a meeting place.

After leaving his residence, he exhaled a breath of foul air. He didn't know if it was an illusion, but he felt that his tuberculosis had improved a lot recently.

The lung disease was caused by the martial arts he practiced. Although it was not fatal, there was no possibility of recovery unless he practiced the corresponding high-level martial arts or went to Yaowang Valley to seek medical treatment.

Qiu Jidan thought of Zhang Ze's stone pill, and his heart warmed up again. He wondered whether he should let Song Qingpao kill the outer disciple and take the stone pill away.

The Stone Pill is the most precious treasure sought after by the Demon Sect. Only those above the helmsman level and special people like him are worthy of knowing this.

It is not only the secret of the Demon Sect that has existed for thousands of years, but also the key to the demon sect's enlightenment and ascension.

That outer sect disciple must die, but not now. The Demon Sect has important matters at stake. If he loses the big picture for the sake of a small one, even if he gets the stone pill, he will probably be skinned alive when he returns to the headquarters.

But if I don't tell anyone about this, what if after it's done, the higher-ups find out that I'm concealing information, that would be a bad thing.

After thinking it over, Qiu Jidan went into a shabby alley and planned to report the matter. When he reached the end, he found a beggar lying in the corner at the end of the alley.

"Master," the beggar lying deep in the alley said, and just as he opened his mouth, he felt a chill on his neck, and an ice-crystal knife cut through his throat, making him swallow back all the words.

Ignoring the dead body, Qiu Jidan took out the Black King Order and used its formation to isolate this world.

After thinking for a long time and taking a few deep breaths, Qiu Jidan activated the sound transmission array.

"Mom, I have something to report."

In the mansion of the Lord of Hancheng, a woman dressed in green came to the terrace. She was thin, with watery eyes, and was so delicate that it made people fall in love with her.

Looking at the noisy cultivators outside the mansion, she leaned against the fence.

"What's the matter?" the woman suddenly asked.

The maidservant beside her thought that the mistress was asking her a question.

"Madam, those wandering cultivators outside the palace, who knows who has deceived them, actually believe that my Yuxin Sect is secretly hiding information about the secret realm and cave heaven."

"It's okay, I understand." The woman paused and said, "Xiao Lian, help me go back."

The maid named Xiaolian bowed slightly, helped the woman back to the room, and activated the soundproofing magic circle to block out the noise outside the mansion.

A fire spirit stone was also placed in the furnace. The woman had an old lung disease, and she could not do without the warmth of this fire spirit stone every autumn and winter.

"Go down, I'll take a rest."

When the maid left and the woman opened her eyes again, her autumn-water eyes had turned into snake pupils.

"Shidan, dense forest"

"interesting."

(End of this chapter)