Chapter 205 Wooden Sign
Nan Xiao looked at the visitor calmly.
In addition to Ping'an, there was also a middle-aged man who looked like an immortal running in the front. Behind them were six elderly villagers, each holding a piece of farm tool in his hand.
Ping'an stared at the monster's corpse for a long time, with a complicated look in his eyes.
Nan Xiao pulled Lu Huai away, completely exposing the monster's corpse behind him to the group.
She broke the silence and asked first, "Miss Ping'an, do you think this monster is the evil spirit you are talking about?"
Ping An lowered his eyes, his hands unconsciously clutching the hem of his clothes again, and whispered, "I don't know, I haven't seen any evil spirits."
The other villagers were also frightened by the corpse of the monster.
"Oh, I've never seen such a big corpse in my life. It's like a mountain."
"Isn't it? If you don't look closely, you really can't see it. It's so big."
"From what this little immortal said, this big guy is an evil spirit?"
"I don't know. We haven't seen it either. Everyone who has seen it has disappeared."
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Nan Xiao curled the corners of his mouth slightly and said, "No, there is another one I have seen before."
Her gaze turned to the middle-aged man who had been silent.
He asked politely, "You are Immortal Han, right?"
Without waiting for the middle-aged man to speak, Nan Xiao started to blow out a bunch of flattery.
"I've heard Miss Ping'an talk about you before. You're a cultivator with a heart of justice."
"It's rare to find a chivalrous monk like you these days who has such a strong sense of justice and is willing to help others when they encounter injustice. I wonder where your mentor comes from?"
Ever since Han Xianren appeared, he has had a stern face and acted superior.
Hearing Nan Xiao's words, he still didn't look happy.
He said coldly, "I have no name or sect, I am just a casual cultivator. I just can't bear to see the suffering of the world, so I will help if I can."
Nan Xiao casually pulled the corner of his mouth, his eyes calm, and said perfunctorily: "Friend Han is indeed righteous."
Han Xianren frowned slightly, as if he was extremely dissatisfied with her attitude. He said arrogantly and conceitedly, "Of course."
Nan Xiao didn't say anything else. He tugged at Lu Huai's sleeve, and the latter bent down and lowered his head. Nan Xiao leaned close to his ear and whispered, "Can you beat him?"
The warm breath brushed across Lu Huai's ear tip like a feather. The boy's body stiffened instantly, and a barely perceptible blush quietly spread to his ear.
Her voice was soft and quick, like a gentle breeze. Even if others saw the little movements between them, they couldn't hear what she said specifically.
Lu Huai made eight hundred small movements in just a few seconds to cover up his embarrassment.
It's strange. Xiaoxiao used to talk to him like this often, but never like this. It feels so strange today.
He quickly shifted his attention with a serious expression, looked in the direction of Han Xianren, and then nodded.
Although this man is at the peak of the Golden Core stage, he is confident that he can win.
Nan Xiao looked at his strange movements and asked in confusion, "What's wrong? Are you itchy?"
She simply pulled Xiaoya's vine and said, "Shall I let Xiaoya tickle you?"
Lu Huai quickly shook his head.
He laughed dryly and said, "Stretch your body."
He and Xiaoya both declined her proposal.
After receiving Lu Huai's affirmative reply, Nan Xiao started to act lawless again.
She just can't stand others being pretentious than her, unless she can't beat them.
Nan Xiao dropped his previous modesty and asked directly, "Friend Han, I heard that my fellow disciples went with you into the mountains to eliminate the evil spirit. Now that the evil spirit has been eliminated, do you know where my fellow disciples are now?"
Han Xianren snorted coldly, "I was lucky enough to escape this disaster. As for your fellow disciples, I don't know."
"Could you please show us the way, Brother Han, so we can go look for it?"
"Now that my injury hasn't recovered yet, I'm afraid it won't be convenient."
"Friend Han, are you being uncooperative?"
"Why, do you still want to use force?"
Nan Xiao's eyes curved, "Friend Han is really smart."
After saying that, she took a step back, and Lu Huai rushed forward with his sword.
Seeing this, the other villagers dispersed and found a safe place to squat.
"Why did this little immortal fight with Han Xianren?"
"How should I know? We can't stop them if they start fighting."
"What should we do then?"
"Of course, we'll wait here until they're done fighting."
"The village chief is smart."
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Han Xianren did not take a person in the early stage of Jindan and foundation building seriously. He thought it was something that could be solved by waving his sleeves. However, when Lu Huai's sword was in front of him, he felt something was wrong.
This sword force is stronger than his, it is nothing like the strength of an early stage Jindan.
Han Xianren barely managed to take a few of the attacks, feeling deeply shocked.
A very strong young man.
He didn't dare to underestimate the enemy anymore and used all his strength to fight Lu Huai.
Nan Xiao knew that Lu Huai would not lose, so she did not focus her attention on him, but kept observing Ping An's reaction with her peripheral vision.
Ping An has been silent since the beginning.
At this moment, she thought no one was paying attention to her, so she slowly walked to the corpse of the monster, squatted down unconsciously, and stroked its head.
When Ping An was still immersed in her own world, a clear voice sounded in her ears.
"Miss Ping'an knows this monster?"
Ping An was startled by Nan Xiao's voice and immediately withdrew his hand. He said in a panic, "How could it be? I have never seen such a large monster since I was a child. I was just a little curious."
"Yeah," Nan Xiao nodded seriously, "This monster is filled with evil energy. It must have harmed many people."
Ping An lowered his eyes and forced a smile: "Really? I don't know about that."
"It doesn't matter. Now you know it didn't die unjustly."
"Immortal, I am just a mortal. I don't understand what you are saying."
Ping An didn't want to talk to Nan Xiao anymore, but Nan Xiao didn't intend to let her go.
Nan Xiao stretched out her right hand, and in her palm lay a bloodstained and slightly old wooden sign.
"Miss Ping'an, I found a wooden plaque on the monster's neck with the word 'protection' engraved on it. I think the material and handwriting are somewhat similar to the one on your neck. Would you like to take a look?"
Ping An stuffed the wooden sign around his neck into his clothes, his tone cold, and said sharply, "Immortal, there are so many similar things in this world, not to mention an ordinary broken wooden sign. Everyone in our village can make it."
"You keep testing me like this. Are you trying to say that I'm closely connected to this evil spirit? Or are you trying to say that I've colluded with this evil spirit to harm my fellow townsman, my own brother?"
"You cultivators may be very capable and high up in the world, but there are some things you don't understand. Don't speculate without evidence."
Nan Xiao was not angry at her words, but just listened to her finish her words with a calm face.
Ping An saw that she had nothing to say and was about to leave.
Nan Xiao grabbed her arm.
He stared at her straight in the eyes: "How do you know I don't have it?"
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