"Canghailou" is a big winery in Sanjiang City. The gatehouse is tall and luxurious. Most of the above-story rooms are prepared for monks, and the people who set foot on the ground are either rich or noble.

Jing Hua went straight upstairs, ordered a few dishes at will, brought the whole jar of aged wine, closed the door and poured it on his own.

“Gu…”

Swallow a bowl of fine wine, like a fire passing by. The heat flows in from the throat, flows through the heart and lungs, reaches the belly, and overflows warmly.

"call......"

Jing Hua raised his head, exhaled a breath of turbid air, and slowly closed his eyes. The sea of ​​soul and consciousness was impacted by the alcohol, and it was slightly blurred, and it became clearer in an instant. The thoughts in his mind were chaotic and complicated, as if he was thinking about everything, but it seemed that he was thinking about nothing.

“Gu…gu…gu…gu…gu…gu…gu…gu…”

After several bowls of strong wine, the torso and limbs were almost anesthetized. Troubles seemed to be leaving the body, and they seemed to have a hideous face, hiding beside them and waiting for an opportunity to move.

"Bang..."

"Blind your dog's eyes..."

The man's anger came from the elegant seat next to him, his voice sharp and piercing the eardrums.

"I am drinking flower wine, why did you find an old man?"

"Mr. Chen, you didn't say you wanted to sing music..."

"Fuck! What the old man wants is a beauty, saying he wants this bad guy? Fuck you!"

"Bang!"

"Ouch..."

With the footsteps of "Tengteng" leaving, Jing Hua suddenly woke up. The man's voice was imprinted into his soul, but he was really familiar with it. He was the murderer who killed Jing Tianci in the secret realm!

In recent months, Jing Hua intends to visit sect monks, and even goes out to work to find various towns and towns, but there is no clue. Unexpectedly, he drinks to relieve his sorrows in "Canghailou" today and easily meets the other party.

It's really easy to get it!

The monk was revived and his depression dissipated.

"Squeak..."

The door opened and the restaurant staff came in to deliver the food. Jing Hua took out a ingot of silver and put it directly in the other party's hands.

"Someone just shouted, and it seemed that he had done something. What happened?"

The guy was stunned and then smiled.

"You are so good at hearing! That's the immortal Chen from the 'Juyuan', who is inviting guests to the house. Lai Baoer is ignorant and will only make the immortal angry. The shopkeeper has already chased him out to apologize..."

"Juyuan", Shen Shangxian, as long as there is a place! After hearing this, the monk pretended not to care and continued to drink and eat. After a while, he paid the bill and left.

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In August of the 16th year of Yuanfeng, Guanyue, Huoyun Town and Cuiyou Tea House.

Jing Hua was dressed in blue clothes and sat by the window on the second floor and drank by himself. Not far outside the building was the "Chrysanthemum Garden" mentioned by the friend. In recent days, the monks had clearly touched the opponent's old background.

"Shen Shangxian" is called Chen, a disciple of "Huo Lei Sect" and is the nephew of Shen Rong, the elder of the sect. Unlike other foundation-building disciples, Chen is a "fake foundation-based" cultivator. Needless to ask, it must be the result of Chen Rong using precious resources to forcibly improve her cultivation.

Chen never worked in the sect, so he only had the title of an inner disciple. He usually lives in Huoyun Town, eating, drinking, gamblers and gambling every day, and does nothing.

Because this person was either drunk at home or lingered in a casino and brothel, and never took up a job in a sect. So Jing Hua had searched everywhere before and could not find any clues of the "murder".

As for why he appeared in the secret realm and why he wanted to kill Jing Tianci, it was still an unsolvable puzzle. Jing Hua picked up the teacup and drank it all, and secretly made up his mind.

The grudges of Jing's family are his "family affairs". After ten years of time travel, the monks can no longer tell the difference between the past and present. In response to the selfless efforts of the two elders to him, Jing Tian's blood grudges cannot be vague and need to be resolved no matter what.

Besides, if Chen is killed, the two elders must leave the "Fire Thunder Gate". As long as the two elders evacuate first, they can find an opportunity to sneak into Qiushui County and try to find Ke'er's whereabouts. Some things must be done by men, and there is no reason to say.

After taking a look at the "Chrysanthemum Garden" in the distance, Jing Hua got up and left the tea shop, disappearing into the vast crowd of people in Huoyun Town.

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Young Master Shen has been a little bored recently. He heard that the sect is not peaceful, so his aunt Chen Rong had previously warned herself that if she had no permission, she would not leave Huoyun Town for half a step.

This made Chen very dissatisfied. But he still had the self-knowledge that he was different from other cultivators. Not only was his combat power mediocre, but his cultivation was also strongly promoted by spiritual medicine.

If the opponent is a disciple of the spirit gathering, there will naturally be no problem. As long as you encounter a foundation-building pill, you will definitely not be your opponent. Therefore, although you are not convinced or angry, Shen will stay in the town obediently and continue to live a life of drunkenness and dreams.

In the past few days, restaurants, casinos and brothels have been tired of visiting, and I can't help but think of the little widow in the east of the town, which is an outdoor room he kept.

Shen bets and prostitution, and women are very busy. Widow Shufen can make him tempted and have her own beauty. Thinking of the other person's familiar face, Shen feels hot and quicken his pace towards the courtyard.

After entering the yard with a familiarity, he opened the door twice. Young Master Shen could no longer hold back and walked straight towards the bedroom.

"Aunt, baby, I..."

Before he could finish his words, his body suddenly became numb. At some point, a green stem and vine wrapped around his body, tightening and tightening.

"ah……"

The exclaim was halfway through the outburst, and a loud "touching" sound came from behind his head. Young Master Shen immediately didn't know the situation. Jing Hua was dressed in a businessman and walked out slowly from the darkness.

"call......"

He breathed a sigh of relief. The power of the "Dragon Eye Ghost Flower Vine" is self-evident and has no power to fight back at all. However, the spiritual plant was not controlled before, and it often sucked the target into a human. The monk tried many times, but often failed and had not completely overcome the obstacles.

Thinking of the charming beauty in the bedroom, Jing Hua was slightly distracted.

Chen's reincarnation skills are so good that his life is really comfortable. He is particularly unsatisfied with spending time outside, and he also has to "hide a beautiful woman in the golden house". The little widow's appearance is vaguely similar to that of the elder Shen Rong. With Jing Hua's experience of being a human being in his two lives, he naturally understands the scenes that followed.

He fainted on the ground and was unconscious. Jing Hua thought for a moment, then returned to the inner room, stuffed a "fasting pill" into the mouth of the coma widow. Then he turned around and came to the yard, took out the ointment and powder from his bracelet, and smeared and painted on Shen's face.

Half an hour later, a donkey cart left Huoyun Town and disappeared on the vast road.

I was drowsy and felt like I was walking in the desert, my body was exposed to the scorching sun. Countless monsters rushed forward and kicked my cheeks. I then fell into a huge sand pit, and countless fine sand flowed down, burying my body. The fine sand piled up more and more, and the weight became larger and bigger, so I couldn't breathe or think.

Panic, irritable, confused...

Chen couldn't control his emotions and suddenly roared. But the roar was as thin as a fancy thread, and even he could not hear it. So the roar turned into crying, and the sound became more and more shrill. Perhaps the crying moved the heavens, and the fine sand began to float upwards, floating more and more, and the pressure on his body gradually decreased.

Then the sky poured down heavy rain, and the raindrops were very heavy, causing a little pain in the cheeks. The fine sand around absorbed water and began to tighten and compress it again. More heavy rain fell violently, turning from raindrops to rain, and finally poured down the whole bucket.

"Crash..."

Another bucket of cold water poured down his head, striking, and woke up with a look on his eyes.

"ah......"

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