Chapter 441

Jiang Meiniang looked at Mu Yi's back and felt a kind of inexplicable panic. At the moment, she wanted to leave, but she found that she couldn't even take a step. At this time, even if she was stupid, she knew that she met an expert. The little Taoist in front of her was far more terrible than she imagined at the beginning.

"What to do?" Jiang Meiniang didn't live in her mind. Of course she knew what the Hehuan sect was, because she died. She was only responsible for running brothels and collecting information, but she didn't know who the little Taoist in front of her was, and why she came here and named the people who wanted to find the Hehuan sect. Could she be an enemy of the sect? But it doesn't look like much.

Unfortunately, Mu Yi's attention was not on her at this time, but narrowed his eyes slightly to listen. The sound of the piano coming from below was very beautiful, with a strange charm, which made people involuntarily indulge in it. Just looking at the faces of those around, you would know the strength of the piano sound.

"What's the name of this song?" suddenly, Mu Yi's voice sounded in the room, startling Jiang Meiniang, but she reacted quickly.

"This song is called nishang. It was played by the daughter of the slave family. If the Taoist priest likes to listen, I can call her up to play another song for the Taoist priest." Jiang Meiniang turned her eyes and said quickly.

"That's OK." unexpectedly, Mu Yi nodded. I don't know why, Jiang Meiniang only felt relieved, as if the mountain on her suddenly disappeared.

"Taoist priest, please wait a moment." Jiang Meiniang said and hurried away. She didn't look back until she walked out of a distance. The room was still that ordinary room, but now in her eyes, it seemed to have become a dragon's pool and tiger's den, where a terrible demon king lived.

She shook her head and Jiang Meiniang left quickly.

"Daughter, something's wrong." as soon as she opened the door, Jiang Meiniang couldn't wait to say that this is already the backyard. It's difficult for ordinary people to come in, so there's no need to worry about being monitored. Unfortunately, she didn't know that Muyi attached a trace of mental power to her. She can not only perceive her surroundings, but also hear anything she said.

"What makes you so frightened?" at this time, a voice came from the house, and then Muyi had a bright feeling in front of her. A woman in the house sat behind the case, holding a roll of books, placed a piano in front of her, and green smoke was constantly emitting from the incense burner next to her.

While talking, the woman also looked up at Jiang Meiniang.

A woman is like a fairy in the painting. Her eyes are shy and her red lips are light. Just sitting there and holding a scroll, she is better than everything in the world. In fact, such looks are not more beautiful than the autumn Yue, ink like smoke, and even cold rain seen by Mu Yi, but that temperament is undoubtedly more attractive.

One is unique and independent, the other is pitiful, which naturally gives men different senses. Although Muyi is a Taoist and a monk, he is essentially a man, which is the age of young Mu AI.

"Something's wrong. There's a Taoist upstairs who wants to see you by name. I think he's not good." Jiang Meiniang said quickly.

"Oh, name me?" the woman couldn't help but wonder.

"Well, to be exact, he wants to see the disciples of Hehuan sect, but he doesn't have to ask you. Why don't I let Xiaocui see him instead of you?" Jiang Meiniang said quickly.

"No, since I'm looking for a disciple of Hehuan sect, Xiaocui can't deceive him. Tell me about his performance." the woman said after a moment of meditation.

"Well, the Taoist priest looks 17 or 18. No, he's 20 years old, and he seems a little younger. Anyway, he doesn't have much, but his breath is very clean. It's cleaner than your daughter's breath. However, it's strange that he just stands there and I don't dare to move. I don't dare to leave until he speaks. This feeling is the first time for me. It's better than when I met the patriarch Be nervous, and as soon as he came in, he directly called the roll to see the disciples of Hehuan sect, but then he became more interested after listening to Xiaocui playing the piano. "Jiang Meiniang hesitated here.

"Daughter, do you think Xiaocui can't cheat him? But it was Xiaocui playing the piano just now. Anyway, he didn't see it?"

"It's no use. If you didn't come, you might have cheated." the woman sighed gently.

"Ah, daughter, you mean he followed me?" Jiang Meiniang was shocked and quickly turned her head to look. Unfortunately, the door had been closed and she couldn't see anything.

"That expert, who wants to follow you, doesn't need such trouble? Even if you don't come, he will find me sooner or later." the woman shook her head. She looked helpless, but there was a sense of intransigence in her eyes.

"What about that?" Jiang Meiniang was a little panicked.

"Since he came to me, it's no big deal for my daughter to see him." the woman said slowly.

"But what if he has bad intentions?" Jiang Meiniang still couldn't help worrying.

"It's all right. If it's really malicious, I won't use this method, and my daughter is not one of those ladies who can only embroider." the woman smiled and got up.

"Hey, just, just, I'll go with you. I'll die together." Jiang Mei's face was open-minded.

"Well, don't worry, it will be fine." the woman shook her head reluctantly, then ignored Jiang Meiniang, opened the door and went out.

Jiang Meiniang looked at her daughter leaving, and her face suddenly became hesitant, but in the end, he still didn't keep up, just sat down in a chair, still worried.

The woman went straight to the second floor and found the room where Muyi was located accurately without anyone else's guidance, and then knocked at the door.

"Come in."

Until a voice came from the room, the woman gently pushed the door and went in, and for the first time, her eyes fell on Mu Yi.

"Young." this was the woman's first impression. At the moment, she finally realized Jiang Meiniang's feeling. Even she felt more clearly than Jiang Meiniang and understood what it meant.

"Yan Wushuang has seen the Taoist priest." after the woman entered the house, she gently saluted Mu Yi and said softly.

"Are you a disciple of Hehuan sect?" Muyi asked directly after looking at each other. He had already seen each other with the help of Jiang Meiniang before, so Muyi was not too surprised, but Wu Xiaosi seemed to be stunned.

"Exactly, I don't know what's the matter?" Yan Wushuang was just glanced at by Mu Yi. She suddenly felt that she was seen through. Her clothes didn't give her any sense of security. She almost endured the trembling of her body. If she wasn't determined, I'm afraid she would have lost her temper directly.

However, this glance also made her understand that the little Taoist in front of her was very strong and stronger than she expected, and it was undoubtedly a mistake for her to come in rashly. However, it was too late to regret at this time. She could not leave, so she could only resist that feeling and answer the question of Muyi.

"Do you know bamboo rhyme?" Muyi went straight to the theme.

"Bamboo rhyme?" hearing Muyi's question, Yan Wushuang frowned slightly, as if trying to remember, but in the end, she shook her head gently, "Wushuang has never heard of this name."

"Are you sure?" now it's Muyi's turn. He believes that Lao Jiaohua can't deceive him. Since Zhuyun is a disciple of Hehuan sect, it's certainly not wrong.

"Unparalleled can be sure that there is absolutely no disciple named Zhuyun in Hehuan sect." Yan unparalleled said in a determined tone.

Did you change your name? Mu Yi couldn't help thinking, because there was no other explanation except this possibility.

"She was in Foshan and lost her trace almost two years ago, so do you know?" Muyi continued.

"Foshan?" Yan Wushuang shook his head. "No one of the disciples of the Hehuan sect has been to Foshan."

"No one? Then I ask you, what skills do you Hehuan sect need men as the medium? Even kill each other. The number is 36, basically young."

When Mu Yi said the above, Yan Wushuang felt angry and ashamed. Although Hehuan sect must be dirty in the eyes of many people, seducing men and stealing men's essence, in fact, real Hehuan sect disciples would not do so. This kind of stealing essence can only belong to the lowest means, which Hehuan sect disciples never disdained.

Although the disciples of Hehuan sect also need the desires of men and women to practice, this desire is not * * but seven emotions and six desires. In brothels, it is undoubtedly easier to provoke people's seven emotions and six desires, which is the main reason why the disciples of Hehuan sect choose to practice in brothels.

Moreover, almost all the true disciples of Hehuan sect are perfect. Unless they meet someone they really like, they are even less likely to accompany guests. Moreover, in their eyes, none of these men who come to the brothel can see, or are arrogant and disdainful.

However, when Mu Yi said the number of 36 and young adults, Yan Wushuang suddenly calmed down.

"Are you sure thirty-six people died at the same time? And they were all men?" Yan Wushuang asked.

"Yes, what clues do you have?" Muyi asked. At the moment, Muyi suddenly felt that Lao Jiaohua was so interested. Did someone close to him die? And among the thirty-six.

"I've heard the master mention an access control technique in the sect before, but according to my master, the access control technique has long been sealed and no one is allowed to peep into the practice." Yan Wushuang said puzzled.

"As long as it exists, it will eventually spread. As for the so-called no permission, it is only for those who are obedient." Muyi said faintly.

"Maybe. At that time, I heard from Shifu that the entrance guard technique was sealed up because it was too cruel. If you want to cultivate it, you need to take the woman's lust as the guide, let the man express his love to the woman, and then the woman killed him personally, so that the lust can be turned into resentment instantly. Thirty six is the condition for cultivating the entrance guard technique, feeding on the resentment of 36 men and raising resentment ghosts, That ghost is a ghost slave. "Yan Wushuang said reluctantly. She didn't know why there was such a forbidden art in the door. After hearing it, she felt that anyone with a little humanity would not practice it, but now, it seems that someone has practiced it.

At this time, even Yan Wushuang no longer thought that this matter had nothing to do with the Hehuan sect, or even a bad one, and the Hehuan sect would suffer from it. She just wondered who practiced the access control technique?

There are not many formal disciples of Hehuan sect. After all, the conditions for accepting disciples of Hehuan sect are very harsh. There are only dozens of real disciples, and they have records. It is reasonable that no one can practice forbidden arts.

"Blame ghosts? Ghost slaves?" Mu Yiqing raised his eyebrows. Although he was not an expert in raising ghosts, he had a niannu around him, so he knew more about this. Moreover, he planted the ghost slave ban by Chong A and B, but he also understood that Yan Wushuang's so-called ghost slave actually had nothing to do with the ban he planted, just the same name.

However, feeding on the resentment of 36 men, the ghosts raised must be extraordinary, and this method is too damaging to Tianhe. No wonder Zhuyun will take the initiative to teach those brothel women, which is the main reason why those brothel women also disappeared.

After all, Zhuyun can't seduce so many men and cultivate feelings with those men by herself, so this kind of thing can only fall on those brothel women. If she is really a disciple of Hehuan sect, teaching something casually is enough to make those men love to die and live. Then when there are enough 36 people, let those brothel women, Kill the men who love themselves one by one.

If you are killed by a woman you love deeply, I'm afraid any man will be extremely unwilling. In this case, the resentment will naturally be more and more pure.

Lust turns into resentment. This method also makes Muyi pay attention to it secretly. After all, human beings have seven emotions and six desires, even he is no exception, and this method is often more difficult to prevent.

As for the fate of those brothel women, it hardly needs to ask Mu Yi. If you want a man to fall in love with yourself wholeheartedly, how many women won't be moved by it? Finally, kill the men who deeply love themselves and love them. I'm afraid no one will stand it, and at that time, they may be involuntarily?

"Since she is a disciple of your Hehuan sect, is there any way you can find her?" Muyi looked directly at Yan Wushuang and asked. After all, things have been going on for too long, and the Jianghu is so big. Even if the Zhuque hall has great power, it's a needle in a haystack to find such a person in the Jianghu, especially if the other party deliberately hides his identity or hides in a deep mountain and old forest, Then no one can be found.

"This..." Yan Wushuang immediately hesitated. Although 70-80% of her heart was sure that "Zhuyun" was the disciple of Hehuan sect, after all, the matter was very important, and she didn't dare to make a decision easily. She thought that she could only report the matter to Shifu, and Shifu would decide what to do at that time.

"I must find this person." seeing Yan Wushuang hesitating, Mu Yi couldn't help but accentuate his tone, saying that he was bound to win.