The first Qi Ling is a beauty [Rebirth]

Chapter 30 Huayun City ( )

This fragrance can't tell what kind of flower it is, and it doesn't look like an ordinary spice. When I am in the house, I only feel the fragrance but I don't feel any difference. Once I leave, it can obviously reflect the sense of gap.

He should have noticed.

Ning Yin took Ji Jiang to search all over the spice shops and flower shops in the streets and alleys, but they couldn't find the fragrance he wanted.

When the two were sitting in the teahouse for a rest, Ji Jiang suddenly asked, "Could it be a mixture of several kinds of flowers?"

"I was thinking, what kind of fragrance can completely cover up Yin Qi." It seems to be recorded in an ancient book, but he passed it over at that time and did not go into detail.

During the conversation, a few strong men came in noisily outside the door, dressed in black strong clothes, with a long knife in their waist, they looked like guards, but they were not from the Shi family.

"Xiaoer, let's make a pot of tea. If you have anything to eat, hurry up and serve. Brothers and I will be on duty in a while."

"Okay, hello!"

The shortest man slapped his thigh, and said in a rough voice, "You say it's bad luck, and you have to carry the dead body early in the morning. The death of that man was so miserable. You two didn't look at it, and your heart was disturbed." If it is dug away, I would say that it is not humanly capable.”

Ning Yin paused when she heard the words, although she didn't raise her head, she still kept an ear to the side.

"If you want me to say that it must have been done by evil spirits, sucking money to cut one's heart. Whoever told you that Mr. Ruan likes to linger in the place of fireworks, what to go there, yes, Zhiyin Pavilion to have fun, and return home in the middle of the night, he must have been stopped by evil spirits."

The short man suddenly whispered, "Let me tell you two, go to the Zhiyin Pavilion to guard later, we will obey orders and don't attract ghosts. Didn't Young Master Qi invite an expert to come and leave it to him?" Just deal with it."

"That's right, that's right, we'll have a good show later on when we open the altar."

A few people are talking to each other here, although their voices are not loud, they all fall into Ning Yin's ears.

The second corpse appeared in Yunhua City, which made Shi Zhen's hastily closed case have to be put on the table again.The Shi and Qi families are evenly matched, and neither can be the master of the other.

In front of the gate of Zhiyin Pavilion, the two guards refused to give in to each other, and no one could pass, so the two had no choice but to go through the side door, wandering around and entering the backyard.

In front of the sacrificial table in the courtyard stood a man in green shirt, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, with an immortal demeanor, quite the appearance of a master of Taoism.

Ning Yin looked down from the eaves and saw that the diagram of the five elements and eight trigrams he put on the altar table was indeed true.

"Do you recognize him?" Ning Yin asked in a low voice.

Ji Jiang shook his head, "I've never seen him before, but this person's clothes look familiar, like Qianxue's."

At this moment, the man standing outside the formation held a sword and offered it with both hands, "Master, please."

The man in the green shirt took the sword and meditated silently. The gossip disk began to rotate, the wind suddenly picked up, and the charms on the corner of the table rattled.

Boss Yunyin and the other young master didn't move at all, only Shi Zhen took a few steps back and hid behind the guards.

"Pretentious." Ji Jiang snorted coldly.

Ning Yin glanced at him and couldn't help laughing, "Are you repelling each other?"

Ji Jiang didn't take it seriously, "Just do what you do, there are so many falsehoods."

Suddenly, a golden light appeared, and everyone exclaimed, many lonely ghosts were gathered in front of the formation.

Ning Yin propped his chin and sighed, "The magic power is not shallow, but I just missed the point."

If ghosts can be attracted by just opening the altar, why would it take so much trouble to use them.

When the halo faded, a young man asked aloud, "Has the immortal already eradicated the evil spirit?"

The man in the green shirt slowly shook his head, "This ghost is extremely cunning. The ones I rescued just now were all nearby wild ghosts, but I never brought out any real ghosts. But don't worry, Young Master Qi, this is my duty, and I will live up to the entrustment. "

Ning Yin and Ji Jiang exchanged a look, and flew away at the same time.However, when they landed on the front foot, two people caught up with their back feet, they were the pair of master and servant who just did what they did.

The man in the green shirt turned his hands away and looked at the two of them, "Why do you two come and leave so quietly?"

Ning Yin nodded slightly, "We are also here to investigate the case, and it is not easy to show up when we see someone intervening."

The man in the green shirt looked at Ning Yin, "I'm the Qianxue sect Zhou Ling, I wonder what sect you two belong to?"

"So it's Elder Zhou, I'm sorry." Ji Jiang stepped forward, "Ji Jiang is a disciple of the Qingyuan Sect."

Ning Yin turned her head when she heard the words, "Do you know him?"

"I heard from Master that this Elder Zhou Ling realized the Summoning Technique a few years ago, so he is quite famous in the Immortal School."

Ning Yin raised his eyebrows, the person next to him should be his Qi Ling.

"So it's Qing Yuan's disciple." Zhou Ling's gaze kept on Ning Yin, "Then who is this?"

"I am his Qiling." Ning Yin replied one step ahead.

Zhou Ling frowned immediately when she heard the words, "Are you Qi Ling? Are you from this doll?"

Ning Yin smiled, "Exactly."

Zhou Ling was silent for a moment, still in disbelief, "It's really a pity."

Ji Jiang's eyes froze, and he said, "What does Elder Zhou mean by this? Forgive me for not knowing."

"It's a pity, it's a pity." Zhou Ling turned around with a flick of her sleeves, "Now I'll handle this case, so you and the younger generation don't have to get involved."

When the master and servant walked away, Ning Yin patted Ji Jiang's shoulder, and Ji Jiang turned his head, his eyes softened immediately.

"Senior Ning, you trust me, I will work hard to cultivate."

Ning Yin smiled, "Of course I know, don't pay attention to what others say."

Zhou's ability to prevent others from intervening also depends on whether he has extraordinary skills.

"So what about the elders, it's just an inflated age, it's not a big deal." He didn't dislike him at all, and now it's an elder who is pointing fingers.

Ji Jiang stared at him fixedly, unable to hide his joy.

"Buy incense! A rare treasure, once in a hundred years, you can't miss it when you pass by."

A young monk with a bamboo basket on his back passed by the two of them and stopped suddenly when he reached Ning Yin's side.

"Young master, do you want to buy incense?"

Ning Yin glanced at his pannier, "What's the fragrance?"

"We have all kinds of incense here." As he said, the little monk unloaded the bamboo basket and lifted the cotton cloth, revealing small porcelain bottles one after another.

Ning Yin didn't hold out much hope, and asked casually, "Does it smell like a flower, but it's not a flower, and the fragrance is more obvious than other fragrances, but it's easy to ignore when you're in it?"

The little monk tilted his head and thought for a while, "There really are!"

He squatted down and rummaged through it, and found a black porcelain bottle.

"That's it, I agree with all your requests, my lord."

Ning Yin opened the cork, put it under his nose and sniffed lightly.

It's the taste!

"Little master, what is the name of this incense? Where did you get it?"

The little monk clapped his hands and stood up, "This fragrance is called Lingxi, and it smells like a flower. It was obtained from the deep sea by my master when he was traveling."

Consonant fragrance.

Ning Yin read it silently several times, and suddenly her eyes flashed.

The author has something to say: Little Theater

Zhou Ling (looking at Ning Yin): It's a pity, if you really lose your talent, you're not worth it.

Ji Jiang (staring at Zhou Ling): Bluffing, the name does not match the reality, □□.

Ning Yin: This is how the famous sects greet each other?

Zhou Ling: Small batch!

Ji Jiang: Bah, old se criticize!