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This alley is very shallow, and it hasn't been long before I came to the corner.

In the silent alleyway, the mellow night was solidified into a solid black air, and the silver moonlight sprinkled on the ground, reflecting the shadow of the weeds.

The lights in the surrounding houses were all turned off, and only one inconspicuous dilapidated wooden house was lit.

As soon as Ning Ningfu stepped forward, a breeze blew by. The dark and heavy gauze tent in front of the wooden house was lifted up by the night wind, like a ray of water wafting in the air, layer upon layer of ripples one after another, revealing the dim yellow candlelight in the gauze tent.

That is the "behind the curtain" mentioned in the note.

Pei Ji has always been cautious, holding the sword first to open the curtain, and after leaning forward to make sure that it is safe, he pulled Ning Ning into the black tent.

Before she came, she had imagined a lot of so-called "behind the curtain" scenes, but this time she stepped here in person, she couldn't help but feel a little surprised.

As far as the decoration is concerned, it is not much different from other houses in the slum neighborhood.

It is obsolete, narrow and dull, and the dim candlelight fills every corner, and it is entangled with the unwilling night to disperse. Looking around, it is full of dust, cracks and crumbling cobwebs, and it is so embarrassing that you can directly go out and shoot ghost films.

Rows of shelves are displayed in a mess, making the already small space even more insecure. When Ningning took a closer look, she could see the messy runes and classics on the shelf, as well as many weird things she had never seen before.

A few crooked paintings were hung on the wall, Ning Ning looked curiously, and was attracted by one of them at a glance.

The painting is an endless sky, with light and faint sunlight passing through the condensed clouds, revealing the gentle and soft goose-yellow color like a veil.

Under the painting, a few large characters were written impressively, and she read them out one by one: ""Xianning Broken"-it looks like Song Xianning's name."

"The shop dare not touch the lady of porcelain. What do you want to order?"

A strange male voice suddenly sounded, Ning Ning looked up and found the young man sitting on a pile of books among the scattered books on the floor.

Although she saw that it was a shop, she didn't know anything about the products in the shop. Just thinking about how to answer, she listened to Pei Ji who was beside her and said: "Ms. City Lord has been here?"

He is really unceremonious and straight to the point.

The young man's expression changed when he heard the words, and he still maintained the posture of sitting cross-legged, his back slightly straightened.

He looked only in his twenties, but he had already given birth to a lot of white hair and heavy eye bags. His black and white fur was paired with earth-shaking dark circles under his eyes. He sat on the ground and looked like a national treasure.

"Mrs. City Lord?"

The man yawned: "Which city lord do you mean?"

Ningning was startled: "You mean... have both of them been here?"

The other party stopped talking.

"If you tell the truth, we will pay you."

She remembered her pitiful, frantically probing purse with a drop of it every day, and gritted her teeth and continued: "I wonder if you can reveal some information?"

"Just kidding, am I the kind of person who loses principles because of money? The privacy of guests must be fully protected. This is my creed when opening a shop!"

The young man smiled: "But if you are willing to give more, it's not bad—"

Before he finished speaking, he saw a beam of white sword light coming towards him, cold as ice, just passing a few strands of his hanging hair.

The corner of the youth's mouth twitched.

The little girl who entered the shop late at night was kind and beautiful, her tone and demeanor were gentle and gentle, but she did not expect that the young person around her was like a mad dog. He was scared enough.

Recently, at the time of the Ten Method Conference, these two young people with swords were like little immortal disciples. Although they were all dressed in black, their hearts were determined to be as white as paper.

His original intention was to be reserved and courteous, and slowly raise the position of love quotes, so as to confuse these innocent and decent people. He did not expect to be dismissed by the opponent on the spot. The sword is cold and fierce, and there is no trace of righteousness. The way of doing it.

Which sect’s disciple is this? Could it be...

A certain sect's famous name slowly appeared in his mind, and the young man couldn't help but shudder: "Are you, disciples of the Xuanxu Sword Sect?"

Ningning saw that this person wanted to corrupt people, but did not stop Pei Ji, and nodded with a smile: "Yes! How did you see it?"

He wanted to cry without tears.

Nonsense.

Except for the Xuanxu Sword Sect, no sect can hang the head of a disciple on board and fly. It can be called the pinnacle of magicalism.

This horror sect has long been making trouble in the city, and it has produced ghost stories that scare children. Today is really a blessing accumulated over three lives, so that he can meet these two, and it really deserves its reputation.

In terms of brutality, the Xuanxu Sword Sect is invincible in the world.

Pei Ji has never been too good-tempered towards strangers. What's more, the store has shown a crooked mind. He held the sword and his expression remained unchanged, repeating Ning Ning's previous words: "Did the two city lord's wives have been here?"

"If you have something to say, I've been here, I've been here!"

The young man hurriedly replied, "What do you want to inquire about?"

The girl was still smiling. Seeing her companion drew the sword, she didn't even mean to stop it: "What's so special about this store? What have they done?"

He finally saw it.

The hearts of these two people rolled in the same coal pile.

"My goods here are mostly spells and talisman."

Seeing that Ningning showed a little disappointed look, the young man hurriedly said: "These charms are very different from the decent set! In my shop, the word'evil' is the most important thing."

evil.

Ningning's eyebrows narrowed slightly: "Sorcery?"

"Exactly!"

The young man reluctantly straightened up from the pile of books, his tone of voice unconsciously excited: "The right way of mind, most of the five elements are related to each other and follow the way. What about mine, hey-jumping out of the five elements, how can it be useful?"

There are many techniques and factions in the realm of cultivation, and the Xuanxu Sword Dao that Ning Ning has encountered is just a drop in the ocean. Of all the ways of practice she knew, runes were the most treacherous and changeable.

The intention is that the pen first, the strokes of the paper, and the point of cross-folding are all exquisite. Even the slightest misplacement may be judged from the original intention. However, the pen and ink, cinnabar and cinnabar are soaked in blood, and the raw materials used to draw the spells are different, and the effect will be very different.

"I think both of them are sword repairers, maybe they don't know much about spells."

The young man was very polite, grinning at Ningning: "Evil methods are mostly related to curses, prohibitions, and souls. They can kill people thousands of miles away, and they can also make others into puppets that can be manipulated. Only you can't think of it. It can't do it."

Ningning answered earnestly: "It's pretty evil."

"There are even more evil ones!"

The man came with interest: "I heard that in the old days, the demons also had a substitute technique that could offset their own ills with the luck of others. Once it succeeds, it will be concealed from the sky, and even the heavens can't help you at all. More than that. ——"

Halfway through the talk, he noticed Pei Ji's impatient gaze, and knew that he had turned the subject, and coughed a little embarrassingly: "Get back to business, that Mrs. Song came to me to ask about the soul exchange."

Ning Ning's heart tightened and listened to him continue: "At that time she had a bad relationship with the city lord, and her face was pale when she came to me. But changing souls is a taboo for changing one's fate against the sky, although there is a record in ancient books... But after all, I'm a small shop owner, so I don't know how to do it, so I can only tell her that I can't help her."

Ning Ning answered thoughtfully, "Apart from this, has she asked anything else?"

"She was a bit hesitant to speak, but she didn't ask until the end. Within a few days of leaving here, she suddenly fell ill."

The young man turned his eyes, leaned forward, and lowered his voice: "This is not the most bizarre - shortly after Song Xianning's death, when Luan Niang hadn't married the city lord, she actually entered me someday. In the shop, I asked if there is any way to reshape my muscles and bones and build spiritual power."

He paused after speaking, seeming to be dry and dry. He picked up the teacup beside him and slammed it: "It's not weird that you say it. My store has always acted with restraint, and seldom reveals the wind. Most of the people who come are here. High officials and nobles, ordinary people rarely know the details. However, Niang Luan grew up in Nuanyu Pavilion since she was a child, and she rarely left the door. Where did she get the news?"

Ningning nodded: "This'muscle and bone remodeling'——"

These words clearly asked the point. The young man suddenly grinned and leaned over to make the volume softer: "It's not just the technique of refining the soul! Nourish your body with the soul power of others, not only can you maintain your appearance and age, right? The improvement of cultivation level is also of great benefit."

After he said that, he smiled darkly: "Don't you think it is very similar to the recent disappearance case?"

Pei Ji glanced at him coldly: "You think the disappearance is related to Luan Niang."

He used a very determined tone of statement, and the young man did not refute after hearing it. He shrugged and replied: "You should be investigating this matter, right? This is just my opinion, believe it or not."

Ning Ning thought about the safety of the elder sister, and did not talk nonsense with him: "Do you think...Luan Niang is probably the late Song Xianning?"

"Otherwise, she asked why she changed spirits? Why could Mother Luan find this place?"

The young man raised his eyes and looked out the door, and after confirming that there was no one else, he continued, "And I heard that Luan Niang is very different from her previous temperament, isn't she just being completely changed!"

Xu is that no one has ever talked to him about this matter, the young man said more and more vigorously: "If I want to say it, things should be like this: Song Xianning can't love the city lord, just because the body can't live long, just don't. After doing it endlessly, I used the soul-moving secret technique and attached it to Lady Luan in a fit.

He drank again: "Luanniang is exactly what the city lord likes, but she hasn't cultivated immortality, she will always have a day of old age, so Song Xianning used the method of soul training again, trying to stay forever in appearance and cultivation, so that The city owner became more and more obsessed with her."

After this reasoning, it can be considered reasonable and well-founded.

Ning Ning's eyes never faded, and she asked him in a deep voice, "Shopkeeper, have you ever heard of "Lagerstroemia Spells"?"

"Mrs. Song bought a copy, and the real Ziwei is the power of sorcery."

The young man seemed to smile: "As for that book, it happened to talk about soul-changing, but it was very shallow and did not have much effect."

At this point in the conversation, it seems that many things have suddenly become clear, and there are no topics to continue to talk about.

Ning Ning thought of Zheng Weiqi who was missing, and frowned, "How should we operate the soul-refining technique?"

"It's very simple, it's nothing more than living people, spells, and formations."

The young man glanced at her, as if thinking of something, and once again revealed a slightly mysterious expression: "Soul refining is very interesting. The more souls sacrificed at the same time, the greater the reward you can get. The same number of souls, The effect of refining one after another is far inferior to the simultaneous sacrifice-perhaps the missing girls are not dead yet, and the murderer behind the scenes is waiting for a great sacrifice in the right time and place."

This reminded Ningning of the Goose City in the Pagoda Tower.

The evil cultivators back then gathered the souls of the entire city and waited for them to be cultivated together. If it is true as the store said, the girls who disappeared bizarrely are still alive...

As long as they find out the truth as soon as possible, they may be able to save everyone including Zheng Weiqi.

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The young man looked at Pei Ji timidly, raised his right finger and pointed to the shelf next to him: "For the sake of me talking for so long, do you want to buy something?"

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The disciple of the Xuanxu Sword School is not a demon after all. Ning Ninghe graciously thanked the shopkeeper, and then chose some useful gadgets before leaving the shop with Pei Ji.

The atmosphere between the two has always been extremely delicate because of the silly holding of hands before.

I didn't feel it when I heard the shopkeeper talk about Dashan before, but now it is quiet, and I can hear my own steps and breathing. The night and the gleam are even more ambiguous.

Ningning lowered his head while walking towards the inn, trying to sort out the chaotic thoughts.

Why did Song Xianning ask about soul exchange? Luanniang's temperament has changed dramatically, is it really related to her? And, did she really take the initiative to hold Pei Ji's hand before?

The last thought appeared unexpectedly, and the speculation in her mind instantly stopped. Ning Ning moved the tip of her left finger awkwardly, as if she could still feel the solid touch of the back of the young man's hand, as if she was dreaming.

I can’t figure out why she would subconsciously make that kind of action, and the phrase "This is the way to hold hands"...

Mrs. Take the initiative!

There is still some distance from here to the inn where the Xuanxu faction is located. In order to avoid the atmosphere becoming more and more embarrassing, Ningning bit the bullet and said to Pei Ji: "Junior Brother, what do you think?"

She was nervous, and she blurted out these words without thinking too much. Unexpectedly, Pei Ji did not answer immediately, but turned her head in silence to look at her.

He is very suitable for the night. His dark hair is blown to his forehead by the evening breeze. Several distant light spots in the distance are like stars falling, hanging on a pair of gloomy and deep black pupils, reflecting a halo of light and dark, like a moon shadow in a deep pool. Disperse like that faintly.

Ningning felt bored unconsciously when he saw it like this.

Pei Ji's tone was cold and hard to put his beak in, and every word was extremely clear. Although deliberately pretending not to care, there was a hint of hesitation. The end sound was like a cat's drooping tail, gradually lowering: "Senior sister used to call my name."

Ningning choked.

Wow, this man!

After holding hands, I started to learn how to make an inch! Isn't she nervous, she wants to use this title to make herself look more serious! Why do you want to say it so bluntly! naive!

Ningning kicked a stone in front of him, a little unconvinced: "Didn't Junior Brother also call me'Senior Sister'?"

She pronounced the word "junior" very seriously.

Cheng Ying burst into a smirking laugh: "Hahaha, isn't it! Pei Xiaoji, are you acting like a baby? Ning Ningzhao actually came back by Ning Ningzhao, hahaha!"

Pei Ji turned his head back.

Ningning noticed that he looked away, so she took the opportunity to raise her eyelashes and glanced at him calmly.

The moonlight made Pei Ji's angular contour a little softer, and when she looked at it from her perspective, she could see her tight jaw. Long, slender, long, jet-black eyelashes fell in front of his eyes, making his eyes darker and darker.

She couldn't see what Pei Ji was thinking at the moment, only that he frowned.

Then Pei Ji opened her mouth slightly, as if she wanted to say something, and at the same time turned her head, just to hit Ning Ning's clear gaze.

Both people looked away at the same time.

"I--"

Ningning heard him make a low voice, and stopped abruptly after just a word, and then there was a shallow inhalation sound.

Pei Ji's voice seemed to be dullly pouring out of his chest. Although it was only two words, it was extremely awkward and awkward when he pronounced it. Every rhyme was repeated thousands of times on the tip of his tongue, as if he was reluctant to touch.

Fortunately, he finally read it out.

Pei Ji said, "Ningning."

Ningning, the call is pretty good.

Ningning was walking on the dim trail, somehow, she suddenly felt that her footsteps were much lighter, and she even flew up with a heart, and couldn't catch it.

"Oh."

She pursed her lips to reduce the smile on her lips, and when she stepped with her hands behind her back, she had the urge to jump up a bit, pretending to be a serious and serious tone: "Little Pei Ji, what do you think of this?"

Chengying smiled while covering her mouth and said, "Pei Xiaoji, she is saying you are naive."

After a pause, he laughed harder again: "You can't admit defeat! Listen to me, call her "Ningning good treasure" or "Ningning little kiss", hehehehe she will never dare anymore I'm teasing you. Men just want to take the initiative and be strong!"

If she yelled out like that, she really didn't dare to tease anymore, but he would be no different from just dying.

Pei Ji's face was sullen, her right hand with well-knotted right hand gripped the sword tighter, although there were a few more impatience murderous under her eyes, the corners of her lips stretched into a straight line, quietly pressing down the upward arc.

It turned out that she would feel like this when her name was pronounced from her own mouth.

The thin layered tone is gentle and light, just saying the name...

It would make him nervous, but he couldn't help but want to raise the corners of his mouth, so happy that he couldn't restrain it.

He is really hopeless.

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