Su Yiwen Lingzhao

It is Yuanheng.

In the eyes of the young man and the little girl who had just escaped death, the Yuanheng at this time was no different from the gods.

Clang!

Yuan Heng probed his hand and grabbed it, and the golden light fell into his palm. Looking closely, it was a golden short knife.

He opened his mouth and swallowed it, and the short knife turned into a golden ray into his body.

At this time, Su Yi came from the dark night in the distance, playing with a damaged gray and white bead in his hand.

This is a low-level Yin Lingzhu.

Just now, when Su Yi saw the ghost that was wriggling like a vine, he raised his hand to kill it. This Yin Lingzhu fell from the ghost.

Not uncommon, but not common.

Generally speaking, only the ghosts who have a little understanding of the fur can cultivate such a spirit.

In this wilderness, there are ghosts that can touch the way of cultivation, which is very abnormal.

"Master."

Yuan Heng came forward to greet him.

Master?

The boy and the little girl were stunned, such a god-like existence is just a servant-like role?

Su Yi nodded to Yuanheng, looked at the boy and the little girl, and said, "It's all right, don't be nervous."

"Thank you two gods for saving me and my brother!"

The little girl got up and said crisply, her dusty face full of gratitude.

Fairy?

Yuan Heng laughed and said, "My master and I are not immortals, just cultivators passing by."

"A practitioner?"

The little girl was bewildered.

The young man stepped forward in a hurry, bowed his body and said: "Thank you two adults for saving your life."

"No more politeness."

Su Yi said, walked towards the little girl, pointed to a piece of black jade hanging by a red rope around her neck, and said, "Little girl, who gave this to you?"

The little girl timidly said: "Brother gave it."

Su Yi was startled, looked at the boy, and said, "Where did you find this gadget?"

The boy hurriedly said: "Reporting to your lord, I asked for this peace amulet from Grandpa Zhu at the 'Mountain Temple' on Fuxianling a while ago. It is said that it is worn on children. Remove the writing to avoid the murder, bless the safety, and let me go home and put it on my sister."

Miaozhu is the person who guards the incense in the temple.

Su Yi looked thoughtful.

Yuan Heng also saw something strange and frowned slightly.

The boy said: "Sir, is there something wrong with this peace charm?"

"It's not a big deal."

Su Yi said casually, "It's getting late, do you mind if we go to your house for a rest?"

The boy quickly agreed: "Of course it is possible, two adults, please come with me."

He took the little girl's hand and led the way first.

…

The village where the boy and the little girl lived, right by the river, at the foot of Fuxian Mountain, was called Caoxi Village.

On the way, Su Yi also learned that the boy's name is Cao Ping, and the younger sister's name is Cao An, which together are the two characters for peace.

The two brothers and sisters lost their parents when they were young. They were helped and raised by the villagers of Caoxi Village in the early years.

In recent years, Cao Ping has the ability to be self-reliant, so he began to take care of his sister Cao An independently.

Caoxi Village is not big. The brothers and sisters live in their parents' house. They are located at the west end of the village. , packed up

It's neat.

It was late at night. Because of the Mid-Yuan Festival, the villagers went home after putting out the river lanterns, so that the village was quiet, not even the sound of chickens and dogs.

Walking into the thatched hut, Cao Ping lit the oil lamp and went to boil water to make tea.

The little girl Cao An sat timidly on a small bench, blinked her eyes, and looked at Su Yi and Yuanheng curiously.

Su Yi sat casually on the only chair in the room and said to Yuan Heng, "You go to the courtyard to guard, if I guess it's good, it won't be too quiet tonight."

"Yes."

Yuan Heng hurried away.

Su Yi looked at Cao An and said warmly, "Little girl, can you show me your peace charm?"

"Brother Fairy wants to see it, of course it's okay."

The little girl agreed with a crisp voice.

Speaking, she got up, took off the black jade, and handed it to Su Yi.

"Brother fairy?"

Su Yi was dumbfounded, rubbed the little girl's head, and said with a smile, "With this title, I have to keep your brothers and sisters safe."

Speaking, his eyes fell on the black jade.

"It really is polyyin jade."

Su Yi recognized it.

But if it is worn on a secular girl, the yin in the spirit jade will soak into the girl little by little, making her yin entangled. Heart, die.

"It seems that there is a big problem with the temple blessing of the Fuxianling Mountain Temple. I'm afraid those ghosts tonight are all under his orders."

Su Yi secretly said.

Not long after, Cao Ping walked into the thatched hut with a kettle and two stoneware bowls, and was about to make tea for Su Yi.

Su Yi took the teapot and said, "Let me come."

Speaking, he took out a piece of snow jade ginseng from his sleeve robe, took off the ginseng whiskers, soaked it in a teapot, and poured two big bowls.

"You and your sister each have a bowl."

Su Yi put down the teapot and said.

Cao Ping and Cao An did as they said and drank the ginseng tea.

In just a moment, the little girl Cao An's sallow face turned red and hot.

Cao Ping felt refreshed and exhausted, and every inch of his skin was warm and comfortable.

"Brother fairy, what kind of tea is this, it's delicious."

Cao An's eyes were shining, staring at the teapot, as if he wanted to drink again.

Su Yi smiled and said, "The ginseng tea in this teapot can only be drunk once a day, do you remember it clearly?"

"Yeah!"

Cao An nodded vigorously.

It didn't take long for Cao An to feel sleepy. After all, he was a child of five or six years old. He climbed into the bed and fell asleep.

"Your sister's body is very yin, remember to let her drink a small cup of ginseng tea every day, so that within seven days, the yin in her body can be completely resolved."

Su Yi looked at Cao Ping and warned.

Cao Ping's heart was shocked, he bowed and said gratefully: "Thank you, sir! I, Cao Ping, will never forget your kindness today, and I will repay you when I have something to do in the future!"

Su Yi smiled and said, "There is no need to repay, just take care of your sister in the future."

Seeing the brother and sister for the first time, Su Yiqing couldn't help but think of Feng Xiaofeng

He Feng Xiaoran's brothers and sisters are also fatherless and motherless.

Suddenly, a fierce roar came from outside the courtyard, mixed with the passionate and clear roar of the knife.

But just for a moment, it was silent.

In Caoxi Village, the doors of every household were closed, and no one came out to visit.

Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, ghosts are haunting, these villagers remember the village chief's instructions, and no one dares to open the door to go out.

"Sir, outside..."

Cao An was also alarmed. Just as he was about to say something, Yuan Heng strode into the hut.

In his hands, he was holding a rotten head. This scene made Cao An's scalp numb.

"Master, this evil ghost sneaked here before, tried to get close, and was caught by me. What I didn't expect was that this fellow has a certain way, although it is not as good as the inedia Ghost repair, but the strength is already much stronger than the innate martial arts in this world."

Reported by Yuan Heng.

"It seems that we have to go to the Fuxian Mountain tonight for a walk."

Su Yi said, looking at Cao Ping, who was nervous and nervous, and Cao Ping, who was sleeping soundly on the bed not far away.

After hesitating for a while, he instructed: "Yuanheng, prepare a pen, ink, paper and inkstone."

Although Yuan Heng wondered what Su Yi was going to do, he did not move slowly, and took out the pen, paper and ink swiftly.

"Is there any red paper?" Su Yi asked.

"Yes."

Yuan Heng took out a piece of red paper and spread it on the table together with the pen and ink.

Su Yi stepped forward, under the curious gazes of Yuan Heng and Cao Ping, picked up a brush, dipped it in ink, swiped on the red paper, and wrote four words—

Peace is a blessing.

Each word is ancient and vigorous, and contains the power of edict.

When Cao Ping saw these four characters, he felt calm and comfortable.

It seems that the face is not a word, but a vast world!

But when I observed it carefully, I found that the feeling just now disappeared, and I could no longer feel the majestic charm.

He couldn't help but wonder, what kind of mystery is hidden in these four characters?

Hoo~

Su Yi put down the pen and let out a long breath.

This is a kind of edict to guard the luck of the heaven and the earth.

Now, the verve contained in this decree has been written by Su Yi in the words "Peace is a blessing".

Although the mystery is less than one ten thousandth of the complete "Five Mountains Town House Talisman".

It can be used in ordinary people's homes in ordinary places to help them bless their safety and gather the aura of happiness!

Only writing these four words will consume nearly 30% of Su Yi's cultivation!

If it is a complete "Five Mountains Town House Talisman", it is not at all that Su Yi's current cultivation realm can be written.

"Cao Ping, tomorrow, you will nail this letter on the lintel, as a gift from me to your brothers and sisters. It's getting late, we should leave too, farewell."

After Su Yi said, he turned around and left the hut.

Yuan Heng follows.

"Sir, dare I ask your name?"

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ps: Thank you, the passerby, for another alliance leader award! Hmm... I owe everyone another five...