Zi Ling also guessed that she was afraid.
Before going down the mountain, he specially sent a pile of talismans and a sword.
Careful instructions.
"You can't spend your whole life like me, staying in the Spirit Plant Garden and keeping the company of these flowers and plants? Look at me, I've been in the sect for over three hundred years, and I'm still only able to manage the spiritual plants, with no chance to be tempered."
The woman sighed regretfully when she said this.
That's true. What Ruan Mian longs for is to be like the previous leader, wielding a sword to eliminate demons and sweep across the world.
However, he was just an outer disciple with mixed spiritual roots and was destined to achieve nothing.
Moreover, she had already decided on the path she would take in this life. She only wanted to return to Jiyuelin in five hundred years and live the rest of her life in peace.
Zi Ling touched the girl's head.
"This opportunity is very important to you. If you encounter danger, hide behind Senior Brother Song. He will protect you."
There's no way to refuse.
Ruan Mian had no choice but to put everything he needed into the storage bag and reluctantly left the courtyard.
The dawn is breaking.
The girl heard Song Wenjing's unique gentle voice from a distance, "Junior Sister is here, let's go."
Next to him, carrying a sword, was Mu Feng. The blade behind him was as black as ink, gleaming with a cold light, and the scabbard was engraved with ancient runes.
Mu Feng glanced at her intentionally or unintentionally, his eyes dim.
There were more than twenty people in total, and the road was quite lively.
Once out of the mountain gate, cultivators don’t have to walk.
The others all started to fly on their swords, leaving only the confused Ruan Mian at a loss.
The next moment, someone gently grabbed her wrist.
"Junior sister, you haven't learned this technique yet, just stay with me."
It's the evening moon.
She was wearing a light green palace satin dress today, with a few lotus flowers embroidered with silver thread on the cuffs, and her long hair was tied up with a white jade hairpin.
Her every move was dignified and elegant.
Being helped again, the girl's favorability increased, "Thank you for your help, Senior Sister."
The scenery under his feet passed by quickly. Ruan Mian closed his eyes and dared not look again. The wind was like a knife, blowing on his face and hurting it.
She wanted to find someone to talk to to divert her attention, but Xiaoyuan became silent again and no matter how she called her, she didn't make a sound.
As time went by, the scenery was no longer just rolling green mountains, but towns with inhabitants appeared.
"We're almost there, is Junior Sister feeling unwell?"
Xiyue was careful and in order to take care of herself because of her low cultivation level, she fell behind the team by a large margin.
The girl's long eyelashes fluttered as she opened her eyes with difficulty, her voice hoarse.
"It's okay, Senior Sister, I'm fine, it's okay."
She didn't want to be a burden on the team, so she endured it even though it was uncomfortable.
Arrived at noon.
In the human world, one still has to follow local rules. Song Wenjing asked everyone to stop and walk into the city.
This is Qingshi Town, an ordinary town near the border, but strange things have happened recently.
"I heard that the Yu family's daughter-in-law also died the night before last."
"Hush, don't say anything nonsense. Her husband is crazy. If he hears it, he will probably blame us."
Two ladies selling vegetables on the roadside were chatting, and Song Wenjing politely took out two medium-grade spirit stones and handed them over.
I used this opportunity to find out some information.
Their lives have gradually changed since two months ago.
At first, a family married a bride as usual, with a grand banquet and singing and dancing to celebrate.
However.
That night, someone found the woman hanged in the house. Her death was so tragic and horrifying.
Her husband was so frightened that he fell into a state of madness.
From then on, whenever there was a wedding in the city, the bride would die inexplicably in strange ways not long afterward.
This strange phenomenon caused panic and doubt among people.
Some people do not believe in this and take advantage of the hottest moment of the sun, when the yang energy is abundant, to marry the bride with drums and gongs.
The fate is the same. The most recent case is the daughter-in-law of the Yu family who jumped into the well.
Nothing worked, there was no way to avoid this sudden and terrifying curse.
Many of the timid ones were frightened and panicked, and Ruan Mian was one of them.
Song Wenjing found an inn to stay in and discussed countermeasures first.
"We can't determine whether it's a curse or the work of an evil spirit. Bluestone Town has a large population, so finding that thing will take a long time. My advice is to avoid alerting the enemy and wait for the right opportunity."
Mu Feng was the first to object.
"Is it that serious? I can tell whether it's a human or a ghost at a glance. If it's an evil ghost, just kill it. Don't waste time."
The other disciples had different opinions.
Xiyue agreed with Song Wenjing's opinion, "The enemy is in the dark, and we are in the light. If we act rashly, we might alarm them, and the loss will outweigh the gain."
Mu Feng made a "tsk" sound, frowned and stopped talking.
His eyes turned to Ruan Mian in the corner. She must have been frightened by the word "evil ghost".
The girl was wearing the same light blue robe as the other disciples, and the hem of her robe brushed the ground.
But it has a different charm.
The girl's black hair was simply tied up, revealing her slender neck, as delicate and charming as white jade.
Mu Feng couldn't help but stare at her for a long time. Her eyebrows were curved like a painting, and her delicate facial features exuded a fresh and beautiful aura.
It seemed that he had not noticed that this idiot was pretty before. Suddenly realizing what he was thinking, the man's expression suddenly changed and he frowned.
Ruan Mian glanced at him out of the corner of her eye. She hadn't offended him, so why did he suddenly become so cold?
Finally, the results were discussed.
Song Wenjing, Mu Feng and Xiyue each led their disciples to search for intelligence clues from different locations, and then returned to the inn to meet up at night.
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