72 Mirage Mirror (12)
◎ Saved the wrong person?◎
"Everyone, come this way!"
The street was crowded with people. When the last person stepped over the threshold, Qiu Yan quickly closed the door, used her spiritual power to set up a barrier, and turned to look at the sea of heads in the house.
Atang still doesn't know where she is, and she must explain everything to these people as soon as possible.
"Everyone, please be patient. This place is safe for now. They won't come looking for us." She raised her sleeve, swung her sword, and severed the spiritual ropes bound to the townspeople's hands. "Leave the way you came in. You can't stay here any longer. There's no guarantee they won't come after you."
She had just snatched the sword from the two disciples with great difficulty. As they were from the same sect, she couldn't bear to attack them and decided to tie them up and take them back to her master for disposal.
She was worried about Li Jintang's safety, so she turned around, opened the door and was about to go out to look for him, but unexpectedly she heard a commotion behind her.
"Leave? Where are we going?"
The tone seemed quite doubtful.
Qiuyan paused, retracted her outstretched hand, and looked back at them.
Those people all frowned with unhappy expressions on their faces, as if her action was not saving them, but ruining a good thing.
The sighs grew louder and louder, and finally turned into blatant discussions.
"This guy is so nosy! Why did he drive us here for no reason?"
"That's right, it's fine if you just want to slack off, but you drag us into it."
"What do you mean by encouraging us to leave? Do you think we're stupid?"
"How can she be stupid? I think she's quite clever! If she drives us away, won't she be able to monopolize this precious land?"
The accusation in his words was too obvious. Qiu Yan clenched her fists. Suddenly hearing the last sentence, she was shocked and said, "Those people locked you up here and caused a death. How can you still... call it a 'treasure land'?"
Everyone looked at each other, and then burst into laughter.
"You don't even think of a better excuse," one of them laughed, then propped himself up and looked at her with a mocking expression on his face. "This place has everything you need, everyone lives in harmony, and we've never heard of anyone getting killed. No one's locked us up here, we chose this on our own, and we can't be driven out. Now you understand, right?"
The people around them echoed this sentiment, and another person stood up and said indignantly, "Look everyone, she even set up a barrier to trap us. In my opinion, she's the one with bad intentions!"
Upon hearing this, Qiuyan laughed out of anger, staring coldly at everyone, "I finally managed to rescue you from those people, and I don't know what's happening to my friend right now. How could you..."
It would have been fine if she hadn't wanted to leave, but she actually turned against me. How did she get labeled a "bad guy" for no apparent reason? Before she could finish her rebuttal, there was a sudden loud noise. She looked up suddenly and saw a wooden plank falling down from above her head at lightning speed.
She was startled and before she could think, she stretched out her hand and knocked the townsman next to her aside. However, she herself could not dodge in time and was cut on the arm by the thorny wood chips.
The townspeople looked at each other in bewilderment, their faces filled with excitement. The two men who had just been rescued approached hesitantly, a little guilty, and asked, "Are you...are you okay?"
Could it be that he really misunderstood her? But this person was talking nonsense, and everything that happened just now might have been planned by her.
Seeing those people showing concern but then regaining their guard in an instant, Qiu Yan couldn't help but get annoyed. She waved her hand to block the wooden board, turned around and was about to leave without looking back.
When she was about to touch the door handle, she suddenly retracted her hand and an idea flashed through her mind.
She raised her eyes and scanned the crowd.
I pushed him away in a hurry, but I overlooked one thing...
She could touch these people.
Could it be that their bodies becoming transparent was related to those people from the Immortal Realm? Qiu Yan retracted her gaze and saw that everyone's eyes were different, full of suspicion. It didn't seem like they were deliberately repaying kindness with enmity.
There is only one possibility -
Their memories were erased.
As soon as this terrible thought came to her mind, before she had time to dig deeper, a duller sound was heard, and the whole house seemed to be shaking.
Her pupils trembled slightly - she had overlooked one point. The four immortal disciples had been lured away. Who else could break her barrier?
Qiu Yan immediately held the sword tightly in her hand with vigilance and walked towards the door step by step. Suddenly, the bolt shook and the door was kicked open by someone. The extremely strong spiritual power even shook the sword in her hand away.
The two disciples she had just injured ran over, clutching their chests. Standing in front of the house, they pointed at her and said excitedly, "They're hiding here! Senior Sister, hurry up! Don't let her get away!"
Senior Sister? Qiu Yan was slightly startled, and immediately pricked up her ears. She heard a familiar female voice, and she was afraid it was someone she knew.
What if she was recognized? Her palms were sweating, and she couldn't hold onto the corner of the table. She slid down the edge, her whole body tilting, her thoughts racing.
Do we have to give up on this group of people?
But they were unwilling to believe her anyway, so what could they do? Qiuyan turned her head, and saw that the expressions they gave her were still cold and distant, even a little wary.
Her heart sank to the bottom. Regardless of whether their memories had been erased or not, instead of making meaningless explanations here, it would be better to save her friends first! Atang didn't know what his current situation was.
Thinking of this, she turned around, pushed the crowd away with the hilt of her sword, pushed open the window pane, and jumped out before the people in the distance could reach her.
After her feet touched the ground, the pitiful and helpless expressions of the townspeople appeared before her eyes again. She paused for a moment and suddenly didn't know what to do.
"Where is she? Why didn't you stop her?" The disciple came forward angrily and glared at them.
However, the townspeople looked at each other and broke into a low whisper - they didn't know the two people in front of them at all, and they just thought they were in cahoots with the girl and wanted to harm them, so they planned to run away.
There were hurried footsteps behind me. A woman holding a sword walked slowly towards me. After looking around the room, she frowned slightly and asked, "Junior brother, where is the thief you just mentioned?"
"She definitely couldn't get far!" the disciple said. "There's a window at the back. She must have escaped through there!"
Qiu Yan, who was squatting under the window pane, was startled when he heard this and instinctively clenched the sword in his hand.
Judging from the sound of footsteps, there were quite a few people on the other side, and their cultivation was not inferior to hers. It would be difficult for them to resist with just a sword.
The townspeople in the house stepped aside and let the men in white robes pass by, their eyes fixed on the swords in their hands.
The footsteps were getting closer and closer. If she wanted to run now, she would be exposed immediately. Qiu Yan closed her eyes. It was not that she was afraid of death, but it was a bit absurd to die at the hands of a fellow disciple.
The jade stone on her waist suddenly emitted a faint light, so dim in the sunlight that only she could see it, and then a barrier surrounded her.
Is this... the piece of jade that Atang stuffed into her hands?
Qiuyan sneered helplessly and reached out to touch the barrier that was so thin that it seemed like it would break with a poke.
What kind of attack can this thing withstand?
As soon as this thought came to her mind, her fingers froze for a moment, and then she used some spiritual power, but the barrier still did not move.
"You guys just said you wanted to catch a thief. Do you need my help?"
The barrier outside the house suddenly collapsed completely. A young man in white stood with his hands behind his back, smiling, and his hairband tied up high fluttered in the wind.
Several disciples of the Immortal Sect immediately raised their guard and drew their swords from their sheaths, pointing the blades directly at him. "Who are you?!"
The young man tilted his head, an innocent look on his face. "I'm helping you out of kindness, so if you don't appreciate it, then that's fine. But why resort to swords?"
"How did you get in?" The female disciple clenched the hilt of the sword and spoke in a cold voice. She knew very well that no one could force their way into this place unless their master gave their permission. The young man in front of her could actually stand here unscathed, so it was obvious that he was an enemy, not a friend.
Still an unusual enemy.
"What good intentions? I think you and that girl are in cahoots!" a disciple said angrily, "When my master comes, I'll definitely catch you all in one fell swoop."
Xie Changyan didn't hear what they said at all. He glanced indifferently at everyone's faces - there was no sign of...her.
"Where is the person you were looking for?"
"She's just a small fairy with low spiritual power. We can turn her into ashes with just a flick of our fingers..."
The young man didn't even glance at him, and everyone didn't even see the movement clearly. The disciple who had just spoken suddenly flew into the air, his eyes turned white, and veins on his neck bulged.
"Junior brother!"
Everyone screamed in unison and frantically tried to pull the man down by his heels, but the man began to sway all over the place as if he was being controlled. The townspeople had no choice but to run around wildly, and screams filled their ears.
"What did you do to my junior brother?!"
Xie Changyan spread his hands, his smile rather helpless: "I haven't even changed my position since I entered the room. I'm too far away, what can I do to him?"
The female disciple's face was pale, and her voice seemed to be choked. She struggled to speak out from the chaotic crowd, "Aren't you looking for someone? If you let my junior brother go, I will tell you where he is."
Suddenly, a man leaned against the wall, his body tilted, broke through the window pane, and fell out of the house.
Qiuyan immediately stood up and stepped aside. The next moment their eyes met, the other person glared and shouted, "There's someone here!"
She quickly reached out to cover the man's mouth, but it was too late. There was only a loud bang in her ears, the ground shook beneath her feet, and the entire wall collapsed.
The disciple lost control and immediately fell to the ground helplessly. The others hurriedly squatted down to check his injuries, forgetting for a moment that there was a powerful enemy in front of them.
Xie Changyan stepped over the scattered bricks and tiles on the ground, calmly passing by several immortal sect disciples under their shocked and angry gazes, and said nonchalantly, "Miss Li, why haven't you come out yet? Are you too scared to get up?"
Before he finished speaking, his smile froze on the corner of his mouth after he saw the girl's face clearly.
"...Fellow Daoist Xie, why are you here too?" Qiu Yan smiled, and all the surprise turned into embarrassment.
She hadn't experienced many embarrassing moments, and this was one of them.
Xie Changyan lowered the curve of his lips, his face suddenly cold, "Where is she?"
Before he could answer, his eyes fell on the black jade on Qiuyan's waist, which was flashing with a flickering light, and his eyelids twitched violently.
"Atang gave me the jade, but now it's time to return it to its original owner." Qiuyan hurriedly explained, stepped forward and returned the black jade to him, then stepped back two steps, covering her face with her hands, still afraid of being recognized, "I'm going to find her."
The young man lowered his eyes and did not answer.
She even gives away things that can save her life. Is she really not afraid of death?
"It's you."
He turned around, with a straight curve at the corner of his lips, and his black jade eyes seemed to be able to captivate people.
"Where is she?"
"I'm only asking this once. Whether you answer or not, I advise you to think carefully."
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