At this moment, a black translucent figure wearing ancient farmer's sackcloth, with a numb expression, suddenly appeared in the middle of the hexagram on the table in front of Meranda.

The figure was just an ordinary human. If he was a real person, some people would definitely think that he was just an ordinary costume extra in Hengdian.

And now, this man half-bent his waist, with his hands hanging long in front of him. The places where his eyeballs should be placed were now two bottomless black holes.

But even without eyeballs, the eye sockets still give people the feeling that he is looking at me, rather than that he is focusing his non-existent gaze on a single point.

It's scary and creepy.

No one present dared to say a word. The guests stood around Meranda and the table in the middle, fearing that this thing would rush out and cause an accident.

Melanda looked directly at the male ghost and asked in broken Mandarin, "What happened? Why is this place closed?"

The male ghost did not answer immediately. He just stared at Meranda blankly for a long time, and finally opened his mouth. A hoarse voice like sandpaper rubbing against each other came out of his mouth.

"Someone was sucking our blood. We went up the mountain to kill her, but we were all killed. No one survived."

The male ghost slowly turned his gaze towards Meranda. When his gaze landed on one spot, he suddenly waved his arms wildly with an almost crazy expression, wailing, "Don't kill me, don't kill me, don't kill me!!!"

The amplitude of his movements was so large that Meranda's hexagram formation was completely unable to restrain him. The entire table was stepped on by him and bounced around in place, as if it was about to break through the barrier.

Everyone was startled by this sudden change, fearing that the thing would suddenly jump off the table and attack humans.

His actions were so strange, and no one provoked him, so why was he so excited?

Directly in front of the male ghost, Xia Yiqian looked at him straight, without a trace of warmth in her eyes.

She recognized the person in front of her. He was one of the villagers who had come to Qingyun Temple to kill her before he fell asleep.

There is no doubt that the "she" in "We went up the mountain to kill her" refers to Xia Yiqian.

What about “all were killed, no one survived.”?

Could it be that...

Xia Yiqian, staring at the male ghost figure, opened her eyes slightly wide and her pupils shrank unconsciously.

Could it be that, instead of the decline of Qingyun Temple taking many generations as she thought, it only happened after she fell asleep?!

The deceased Qingyun Monastery Master was none other than the old Master whom she had watched grow up with, with whom she had studied Taoism for the twentieth time, and who had ultimately caused her to fall into a deep sleep!?

Xia Yiqian felt a little horrified. She knew very well the strength of the master of that generation. Among the twenty generations of masters she had met, he had the highest talent and the highest cultivation. In that era, he could be called the leader of the era.

Who on earth has the ability to kill him?

Xia Yiqian ignored the male ghost's jumping and jumping. She suddenly raised her eyes, her pupils were deep and dark, and she asked in a cold tone, "When was Qingyun Temple destroyed?"

The other few people who knew a little about the business found it funny to see her like this.

Magical summoning is different from their Taoist summoning. Whoever summons it can only ask questions. It won’t work if others ask questions.

Could it be that she thinks she is so powerful that even the earth and the rules have to revolve around her?

What a joke!

Everyone laughed in their hearts, and even Meranda looked at Xia Yiqian embarrassedly, wanting to explain something, but she couldn't talk to any other creatures except the summoned ghosts.

Otherwise, either the ghost will be scared away, or the person she is talking to will be implicated.

Just when she turned around and wanted to ask the male ghost the same question as Xia Yiqian to ease the awkwardness, the male ghost suddenly spoke at this moment!

"In the fifteenth year of Tianjing, the day she was hunted down."

Xia Yiqian pursed her lips tightly, thinking of the people in the gym who were very nice to her. Xia Yiqian found it difficult to accept this result.

Now she can confirm that the murder did happen after she fell asleep, and it was an indiscriminate massacre.

But why did the murderer massacre the entire gym, even killing the master, but left her sleeping in the coffin alone?

Her cultivation was not high at that time, at least not to the level where no one could break her defense. It would be easy to kill this monster. Why didn't the other party do it?

It’s obvious that every part of her body is good material for refining weapons!

Moreover, why was the coffin not located in Qingyun Temple after he woke up, but in the wilderness outside the capital?

Xia Yiqian felt that the more she thought about it, the more confused her thoughts became, and the more confused she became, the more confused her thoughts became.

What exactly is the other party's purpose? ? They can't just want to make her plump and white, and turn her into a hyena, right?