129|The Blood of the Obsessed Son is Transformed into an Immortal in Golden Clothes 2

“His Highness, Ki Young? Your Highness? Are you listening?”

Xie Ren reached out and waved her hand in front of Quan Yizhen. Quan Yizhen seemed to be out of his mind, but now he came back to his senses and said, “Oh.”

It seems to be not listening. Xie Ren could not say anything, said, “Then our immediate priority is to find this brocade coat? Its prototype is ……”

Quan Yizhen picked up, “A sleeveless, headless, sack-like bloody dress.”

Xie Ren laughed, ”Isn’t this known? I thought you hadn’t seen the scroll. However, because this dress is a demonic object, it is extremely magical, and can change in a thousand different ways. There are millions of clothes in the world, so to find such a dress is like looking for a needle in a haystack.”

Kwon Yi-jin said, “Oh. What about that.”

Xie Ren said: “The demon or devil who got this dress will usually disguise as a merchant and ask if anyone wants to buy it or trade it in for a new one in densely populated areas. But that was hundreds of years ago, it would be a bit strange if anyone did that nowadays, but their habits and way of thinking won’t be so easy to change for a while, anyway, go to the city first and pay more attention to the news in this area.”

This kind of thing, ghosts are more concerned than human beings, the ghost world’s gossip than on earth, that is to say, directly ask the flower city, certainly save a lot of trouble. But not long ago, Xie Ren told him not to meet for the time being, and it would be unattractive to ask for help and then immediately eat the same grass. Moreover, the brocade fairy had just been stolen, and the thief definitely wouldn’t dare to use it to harm others so soon. Quan Yizhen nodded, got up, and followed him two steps. Xie Ren sensed that Lang Ying had also followed, and said, “You can stay here.”

Lang Ying shook his head, Xie Ren did not say anything, suddenly heard a “thud” behind him, he fell down again.

Xie Ren turned around violently and said, “What’s wrong with you?”

Quan Yizhen face that burst of purple gas again flooded up, held a while, finally could not hold, turned over on his knees, “wow” sound, vomited all over the ground.

“……”

After vomiting, Quan Yizhen rolled over, turned on his back, and spit out soul smoke. Xie Ren said, “Qiying …… can you still walk?”

Quan Yizhen spread his limbs flat and said, “I think, I can’t.”

“……”

Unable to do anything else, Xie Ren could only drag Quan Yizhen, who had lost his ability to fight, to the side and cover him with a quilt so that he could recuperate for the time being.

To the second day, Quan Yizhen’s face is only slightly better, Xie Ren anyway, do not dare to let him messy food, looking for the village head of the family borrowed some porridge, brought back to the two to drink. Quan Yizhen sat in the seat where Hua Cheng usually sits, for some reason, Lang Ying has been staring at him, seems to be not very friendly, Xie Ren put the porridge in front of the two people, unintentionally said, “San Lang ……”

As soon as the words fell, both of them looked at him. Xie Ren’s movements stiffened, and only then did he react to what he had just offhandedly called out, coughing lightly, saying, “Everyone continue.”

The two of them drank congee at the offering table, while Xie Ren carried an axe out of the door, chopping wood while recalling the clues provided in the scrolls: “The Jin Yi Xian was originally housed in a Divine Warrior Hall, the seal of which is extremely strong, and the palace is heavily guarded, with many experts, so I’m afraid that a simple ten thousand ghosts of restlessness couldn’t cause it to escape on its own, and it must have been someone who saw an opportunity to take advantage of the chaos and steal the ……”

In the past are flower city chopping firewood, his own turn, somehow always feel that chopping is not as good as flower city. Quan Yizhen miserable a few mouths of gruel on the Bodhisattva Guan fell down to continue to sleep, Lang Ying came out, seems to help, Xie Ren said: “No need. Three …… Lang Ying, later boil water, take a bath.”

When he thought about it, it seemed like Lang Ying hadn’t bathed in a long time. It was true that ghosts wouldn’t have grease and sweat and dirt, but hanging around outside all day, the dust that should be there wouldn’t be less. However, he couldn’t say it outright, or else it would hurt his self-esteem. Lang Ying seemed stunned and didn’t answer, while Xie Ren had already moved the firewood in to boil the water and said, “Yesterday I went to town to sell rags and bought you two pieces of fall clothes, after washing them you can see if they fit?”

Lang Ying had just put on those new clothes, and when he heard this, he turned around and left without saying a word. Xie Ren pulled him back and said in a serious tone, ”Don’t go! Bathing is a must. Don’t worry, I won’t remove your face bandage.”

Lang Ying still refused to go out and chopped wood, just refused to come in, Xie Ren had no choice but to pick up a pile of firewood, boiled water, and took off his own clothes. Ruoxi faded from his chest in a circle, Lang Ying carried a pile of firewood came in, saw him naked, immediately stared at the eyes. And Xie Ren tried the temperature of the water with his hand, and was feeling just right, and had already sat in with his pants on, and seeing him come in, he said, “Oh, just in time, please hand me the scroll underneath the bucket hat hanging on the wall over there.”

Instead of coming over, Lang Ying retreated to the door and closed it with a “snap”. Xie Ren was puzzled. Not a moment later, Lang Ying also seemed to remember something, violently kicked the door open. Xie Ren was busy saying: “Don’t kick the door! This door is ……”

Lang Ying, however, did not look at him, walked straight to the inside, picked up the corpse on the ground of Quan Yizhen dragged out. Quan Yizhen seems to sleep very deeply, only the ground shaking the mountains can make him wake up, so he was dragged all the way without realizing it. Xie Ren cried and laughed, said: “What are you doing? It’s fine, it’s not a girl. Come in.”

When Hua Cheng was not there, it is not like he did not bathe in Bodhi Shepherd’s Guan. After all, Bodhi Capsicum Guan is really too small, living conditions are difficult, there is a water tank can take a bath is good, there is no kind of screen with a long square ten feet of the big bath can let him rowing slowly wash to play. However, consciously or unconsciously, Xie Ren had never done this in front of Hua Cheng. But because the person under his eyes was not Hua Cheng, it was someone else, he didn’t feel anything at all.

“……”

Lang Ying flipped Quan Yizhen over and pressed a pile of disheveled clothes on his head, and himself lowered his head and handed him the scroll that Xie Ren had asked for, continuing to sit in the corner. Xie Ren, on the other hand, opened the scroll and frowned as he looked at it carefully while dispersing his hair.

The heat made his face slightly pink, and his long hair and eyelashes grew darker and wetter. Within moments, he suddenly fumbled for the thin silver chain on his chest, with a diamond ring dangling from the end of it.

Xie Ren gripped the ring, slightly tightening his five fingers, and suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he glimpsed a tiny flower placed by the corner of the offering table.

He subconsciously picked up the flower, held up to his eyes, always feel that the mind blurred, like the hot air in front of the general, need a hand to wave a wave, dispel the fog. At this moment, the door coldly came “knock knock” knocking sound.

The voice pulled back his thoughts, Xie Ren put the flowers back and was about to make a sound to ask who it was when he realized that the knocking was not on the door of the Bodhi Chestnut Guan, but on the door of the next door village chief’s house.

At the knock on the door, a petite female voice said, “Is anyone home? Old for new, old for new. I have a brand new robe here, I can’t use it anymore, I want to exchange it for an old one that fits my eyes, I don’t know if the owner of the house has the will to do so? Is there anyone at home?”

Without him having to look out for it, the thing actually came to the door on its own!

She knocked on the door from house to house and asked, however, not a single house came out to open the door for her. Of course, when Xie Ren didn’t have any rags to collect, she would hold lectures in Bodhi Chestnut Village, preaching to all the three aunts and six grandmothers, seven aunts and eight aunts about the hundreds of tips for identifying demons and monsters, and when she encountered this kind of uninvited guest in the middle of the night, which was obviously out of place, she wouldn’t be bothered by any villagers at all. People nowadays are not as easy to fool as they were in ancient times. That thing knocked around, never heeded by anyone, and finally came to the front of the Bodhi Chestnut View. Xie Ren held his breath, concentrate on waiting, who knows, that thing has not knocked on the door, feel out here is not where she should come, “ouch” a sound, footsteps seem to be far away, Xie Ren immediately said: “slow down! I want to change.” Then, whispered to Lang Ying said: “Open the door, don’t be afraid, it’s okay!”

Lang Ying was not afraid at all, went forward and opened the door. Outside the door stood a young girl, with a graceful figure, and just by looking at the lower half of her face, she was quite delicate and lovely. However, she was wearing a headscarf that covered the upper half of her face, as if she had no eyes, making people feel uncomfortable.

She glanced into the room and covered her mouth to laugh, “This Taoist Master, what old clothes do you want to exchange for my new ones?”

Xie Ren was still soaking in the water tank and didn’t come out, just to make it lower its guard, smiling, “That depends on what your new clothes are like.”

The young girl stretched out her hand and gently shook it, shaking down a shiny brocade garment from the baggage, gorgeous to the extreme, however, the style seemed to be a bit old, and exuded a demonic aura all over. Xie Ren praised, “Good clothes, good clothes. Lang Ying, give this girl the piece of clothing I brought back from town.”

Lang Ying handed over the clothes with one hand. That young girl gave out the new clothes, smiled cheekily, took the old clothes, and was about to turn around, but suddenly her face changed, as if she had been stabbed by something, and with a loud cry, she threw the old clothes on the ground. Commission ground in the hemp clothes, I do not know when slipped into the Ruoxi coiled into a ball, from the neckline of the clothes drilled out, as if a white snake, is rushing to the young girl spit letter. And that “young girl”, not a young girl at all. Just so a scream, a jump, her head scarf was suddenly attacked Ruoxi pecked down to the ground. Although the lower half of the face is delicate and charming, but the upper half of the face is full of wrinkles, old, forming a very horrible contrast – this is where what is a “young girl”, is clearly a seventy or eighty year old old woman!