Cultivation of immortals begins with the appearance of ancestors

Chapter 27 Demon

Zhang Jian's eyes swept around the small temple, but he saw that the dozen or so healthy soldiers beside the fire were not disturbed, and even the two Jianyong guards were unaware.

"Did you two hear any noise?"

Zhang Jian asked directly.

The two Jianyong stood up quickly when they heard Zhang Jian's voice.

"My lord, what's that voice?"

One of the young Jianyong was a little startled. He was the young Jianyong who bickered with Hu Shan before. Zhang Jian remembered that other Jianyongs called him Xiaoxie.

Seeing that other Jianyongs were awakened one after another, Zhang Jian frowned and waved his hands, his eyes were a little strange.

That sharp phoenix cry, he heard it for real, there was no way it could be false.

Zhang Jian remembered the story that Zhang Yi told.

It is rumored that in Fengyang County, there is a Fengshui Bureau Shuangfeng Laiyi that has existed since ancient times. There are male and female phoenixes falling and the land veins in the Shuangfeng Mountains. .

Among them, the Fengshui Bureau may be around Fengchao Mountain.

There may also be something amazing conceived in it.

is baby?Or something else scary?

With thoughts in his eyes, he glanced into the depths of the mountains. He had no intention of exploring at this time.

Sometimes a little less curiosity might be better.

With his current skills, treasures related to the phoenix are definitely not needed, so there is no need to take risks.

If there is a phoenix inside, who knows what kind of temper it is, if it has a bad temper, it will be asking for trouble.

In addition, Zhang Jian also felt the strangeness from the sound of the phoenix.

"Wow!"

And almost in an instant, Zhang Jian heard the sound of Fengming again.

The phoenix cry became more and more sharp, with a hint of gloomy and hasty.

"Master Dalang, there seems to be something..."

Jianyong named Xiao Xie raised his head and glanced nervously at the dark mountain, and subconsciously approached Hu Shan next to him.

"I seem to feel it too!"

Several other Jianyong also looked around nervously.

Zhang Jian looked at the dozen or so Jianyong speechlessly, it seemed that this group of people had heard it.

Now it's more like a psychological effect.

Zhang Jian raised his spiritual eyes to look, and in his innate spiritual sense, he sensed that there was a thick layer of yin and cold on the foot of the mountain, bursting out like a blowout.

The air was shaking violently.

In his innate spiritual consciousness, it was as if a 'spiritual earthquake' had occurred on the foot of the mountain, and the aftermath swept over him, which also made him feel a little cool.

This made Zhang Jian feel ominous.

He thought for a while and took out seven or eight yellow talismans from his hand and handed them to Hu Shan, Xiao Xie and others.

"You guys put these talisman papers around the temple. Remember, if you encounter an accident, you must keep your mind and don't wander around!"

"Master Da Lang?"

Hu Shan, an old soldier, faintly felt the danger, and couldn't help but look over. Zhang Jian waved his hand to tell them to just keep calm.

When encountering such weird things, he was also a little bit at a loss.

After two consecutive phoenix calls, the small temple at the foot of the mountain suddenly seemed to become extremely quiet. Zhang Jian noticed that even the sound of chirping insects and ants disappeared without a trace. This quiet atmosphere made people's heart skip a beat. .

Zhang Jian glanced at Jianyong, who were holding the swords in their hands tightly, and then glanced at his own hands. There was nothing in his hands, as if he lacked a sense of security.

But he glanced at the large stack of Thunderbolt Talismans in his sleeve, and his sense of security returned a little bit.

Thoughts moved slightly, at this moment he looked into the depths of the mountain forest, and a smile appeared in his eyes just by looking at him.

But other Jianyong is like facing a big enemy.

But I saw rustling footsteps coming from the woods in the dark night, and a little fire appeared from far and near.

Soon someone appeared in the darkness. It was a man and a woman who looked like a couple. The leader was a man holding a long knife.

Behind her is a woman with her head bowed. Her figure looks quite graceful, but her head is covered with a turban. She bows her head and does not speak at this moment.

When the swordsman in the lead saw all the people in the temple, seeing that all of them were wearing armor and holding swords in their hands, he was a little vigilant, but he still clasped his fists and said loudly.

"My friends, are you a member of the government?"

After a slight pause, he continued: "Your Majesty and Madam missed the lodging place. We saw a fire in this small temple and dared to disturb you. We just want to find a place sheltered from the wind. We have no other intentions, friends. If you can free up a seat, I and my wife will be very grateful!"

A group of Jianyong set their sights on Zhang Jian.

At this time, they all breathed a sigh of relief, it's good to be human.

The known is always better than the unknown.

Zhang Jian got up slowly, his piercing eyes fell on the couple, and he frowned.

Then his eyes fell on the woman again, for some reason, his spiritual sense always felt a kind of familiarity when he saw this woman.

An inaudible smell was captured by his spiritual consciousness.

In addition, it is also quite suspicious.

After thinking about it, he said lightly.

"Please forgive me, the temple is limited and inconvenient, you two should go to other places to shelter from the wind!"

Although a bit unreasonable, but for the sake of his own safety, Zhang Jian directly refused.

Hearing this, the swordsman frowned immediately, and said in a deep voice:

"My lord, I think that although you are many people, there should be room in this temple. My husband and I are really tired after walking for a long time at night. I just want a shelter from the wind so that it won't affect you all! If we meet by chance, can we still make friends?"

Although he is fierce, he is also very sincere.

Seeing his pleading, Zhang Jian hesitated a little, and he walked towards the swordsman and his wife.

As he approached, a strange look appeared in the swordsman's eyes.

The lady had already raised her head at this time, and the kerchief slowly came down, revealing a beautiful face with a beautiful face, which was matched with the delicate and pitiful face of a good family woman, but under the dark night, it was as attractive as an elf in the dark night.

"Demon?"

Zhang Jian suddenly stopped in his tracks, and at this moment he finally grasped the slightest thing that was wrong in his mind.

It's not because of rushing in the middle of the night.

In the rivers and lakes, it is not so strange for some warriors to travel at night.

What disturbed him deeply was the familiar smell.

This woman smelled very similar to those two goshawks.

And there is a disgusting fishy smell inside, which is very similar to the smell of the two demon corpses that he killed with thunder before.

To sum up, it is not difficult for Zhang Jian to come to his inhuman conclusions, and he still makes a gesture of his head, which looks even less serious.

This is not racism.

Almost the moment Zhang Jian uttered that word, he suddenly felt the environment in front of him change.

In front of him, there seemed to be a stunning beauty looking at him, as if saying, anything is fine!

But in his hand, six Thunderbolt Talismans flew away in an instant!
(End of this chapter)