Only a stubborn and old-fashioned person like Yan Chixia could teach a kid like Shi'er.
"I won't let you take the people inside.
And you can't beat me.
I advise you to leave quickly. "Siyang stood at the door.
She had no intention of letting Yan Chixia in.
Yan Chixia's face darkened.
Although he knew that the cultivation of these demons was very high, he was just a mortal rogue cultivator.
He was no match for them.
But it was still very embarrassing to be said like this.
"There's no need to say more." Yan Chixia pulled out the knife from behind his back.
Siyang squeezed her hand.
She was not afraid of Yan Chixia.
She had wanted to find Wang Daoling to practice, but Shi'er had messed it up.
Now it was time for his master to replace him.
"Then please." Siyang stretched out her hand to him and flew towards him in the next moment.
She gathered spiritual power in her palm. She did not have a magic treasure, so of course, her own strength was enough.
Yan Chixia's swordsmanship was superb.
He had the Daoist Mystic Arts.
But he was different from Fa Hai. Fa Hai was an orthodox Buddhist disciple.
He had cultivated for hundreds of years, and his master was Maha Kasyapa.
He also had a golden alms bowl in his hand.
It was not difficult to subdue a great demon like Bai Suzhen.
But Yan Chixia was a rogue cultivator.
He had abandoned his official position halfway and entered Jianghu. His cultivation was naturally not enough. He could barely deal with Xiaoqing, but he was no match for Bai Suzhen. Naturally, he could not beat Siyang.
The two of them were fighting fiercely outside. The five ghosts peeped from behind the door. They looked at each other and were all terrified. Although Yan Chixia was having a hard time dealing with Siyang and Bai Suzhen, if he wanted to destroy them, they would be annihilated with a wave of his sword.
"Why don't we take the opportunity to escape with Tsing Pao?" one of the five ghosts said.
Bai Fu raised his hand and knocked him on the head. "We ghosts don't have any human rights, but we have to be loyal. This benefactor just saved Tsing Pao and is now helping us deal with this stinky Daoist. If we just leave like this, we will be ashamed." “
The other ghosts lowered their heads in shame when they heard this.
"Then shouldn't we help them?"
Bai Fu took a look at the situation outside and said, "This benefactor's magic power is very strong. We can't help her much. Let's just stay here and not cause trouble for others."
That was right.
A slender white palm slapped the rune drawn sword blade, and the two figures both retreated.
The tip of Si Yang's foot tapped the air, and she landed on the ground with a spin. She opened her hand and looked at the charred area on her palm. She silently placed her hand behind her back. Although Yan Chixia's cultivation was inferior to hers, his sword was incredible.
When he was young, Yan Chixia had studied martial arts in Shu Mountain. Later, he returned to the human world and became an official. But it was said that when he was studying, he obtained the sword from the Shu Mountain Sword Tomb.
It was a sword used to slay demons and devils. It was the nemesis of demons and ghosts.
Yan Chixia's side also suffered quite a bit. Compared to Si Yang who was still able to maintain her poise on the surface, he was continuously retreating, the tip of his sword drawing a sword mark on the ground. After stabilizing his body, the Qi and blood in his body churned.
"You are indeed skilled." Yan Chixia wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. His eyes were red.
"Yan Daochang, you praise me too much." Siyang put her hands behind her back and looked at him with a smile. "But from what I see, Yan Daochang, with your cultivation, your disciple is a little weak. I don't know if he will be able to inherit your mantle in the future."
Yan Chixia, who still wanted to fight, immediately changed his expression. He glared at Siyang. "What did you do to that stinking brat?"
Siyang didn't care about the killing intent emanating from his body. "Since you care so much about that brat, Yan Daochang, you should go back to your nameless residence and take a look."
The nameless residence was Yan Chixia and Shi'er's home. He even knew this. He could almost imagine what kind of persecution his stupid disciple had suffered after encountering this great demon.
However, he couldn't take down this demon in a short time, and he was worried about Shi'er's situation in the nameless residence. In the end, Yan Chixia pointed his sword at Siyang. "If that stinking brat is harmed in the slightest, I will kill you no matter what."
"Anytime." In response, Si Yang tossed out a sentence that seemed to owe him something.
After tricking Yan Chixia into leaving, Siyang turned around and saw Five Ghosts peeking at the door. He said unhappily, "Your Tsing Pao hasn't recovered yet. I wonder how White Sister is doing. Go check on her. Remember to bring some food when you come back."
"Yes, yes, yes." Five Ghosts nodded.
Xiaoqing took a pill, and Siyang fed her a cinnabar fruit when she came back. Her injuries had stabilized. As long as she absorbed the cinnabar fruit's medicinal effects, she would wake up soon.
Seeing that there were no major problems, Si Yang went to treat the wound that was burned by Yan Chixia's sword. This was a small wound, and it was quickly healed. When she came out again, she saw that the five ghosts that she had sent out had already returned, but they were all gathered around the table, looking at something who knew what.
Glancing at Xiaoqing, who had returned to her human form but was still unconscious on the bed, Siyang walked over. "You guys …"
"Aiya … Benefactor, you scared us to death."
Five Ghosts jumped in fright when they heard the sudden voice. They turned around and patted their chests, looking like they had been frightened out of their wits.
Siyang's mouth twitched. She pushed Five Ghosts aside and squeezed to the front. "What are you guys looking at?"
"This is …"
After seeing what it was, Siyang was stunned. On the table surrounded by Five Ghosts was a spread open painting. On the painting was a beautiful woman in white. The woman's eyes were like autumn water, and they seemed to contain thousands of melancholy, beautiful and sorrowful.
The woman in the painting seemed to be flying in the sky. She floated up like a fairy. There were a few lines of words on the painting paper.
"What is love in this world? Only death can love.
Flying together from south to north, not afraid of the wind and rain of the Jianghu. " [Note]
The signature was … Cui Hung-chien.
When she saw the name, Siyang was stunned. She pointed at the painting and asked Five Ghosts, "You guys went to look for that Daoist?"
Bai Fu said in surprise, "Benefactor, you are so smart. When we went out, we split up. I took one person and followed that stinky Daoist all the way to his residence. We wanted to take revenge, but there was a young Daoist at the Daoist's residence. We were afraid that we would be discovered, so we retreated."
"Before we left, we saw this painting hanging in a room, so we took it back."
"Why did you take the painting?" Siyang picked up the painting and asked ambiguously.
Fifth Ghost said again, "Benefactor, this painting is not ordinary. Just by looking at it, I can tell that it is evil. In addition, I saw a scholar living in the nameless house. He treasured this painting a lot. Perhaps there is some secret to it."
They were right.
The 'painting' was not normal.
Her finger gently touched the forehead of the woman in the painting. There was a flash of light.
"Ah …" A delicate voice came from the painting.
Five Ghosts were scared out of their wits. They all jumped up. They left the painting and fearfully asked Siyang, "Just now … benefactor, just now in the painting …"
"There is someone in the painting." Siyang patted the back of the painting again.
There was a flash of white light. Siyang felt the painting in his hand become lighter. When he looked again, there was a woman in white on the ground.
Looking at the living person in front of them … No, it was a dead ghost. Five Ghosts widened their eyes and looked at the woman on the ground. This woman fell out of the painting with their own eyes. Her appearance was exactly the same as the one in the painting.
At this time, they looked at the painting in Siyang's hand. The person in the painting was still there, but the face was gone. Looking at it now, it was a bit scary.
"She, she is also a ghost?"
Five Ghosts thought it was some kind of evil monster. But when they found out that the woman was also a ghost, they immediately relaxed.
"I don't know where this new ghost came from. She hid in the painting." Five Ghosts were all old ghosts. They immediately started to criticize the female ghost.
Si Yang grew impatient. "Shut up, all of you."
Five Ghosts covered their mouths one by one. But their eyes were still curiously looking at the female ghost.
Squatting down in front of the female ghost, Siyang looked at her sad and miserable face. Fan smiled. "It was Cui Hung-chien who painted you."
Mochou was brought out of the nameless house by Five Ghosts. She wanted to escape. But facing these old ghosts, she was really scared. So she hid in the painting and wanted to find a chance to escape. But she did not expect that there was a powerful big demon here. She was slapped out of the painting. She thought she was dead for sure …
"Miss … Miss knows Master Cui?" Mochou asked in surprise.
Shaking the painting in his hand, Siyang deliberately said, "There is no inscription on it."
Mochou was disappointed. But she still said, "Miss, I am just an insignificant lonely ghost. What do you want me to do?"
She was brought back by Five Ghosts. What could Siyang ask her to do? Now that the painting was lost, Cui Hung-chien must be very anxious. He and this female ghost called Mochou had feelings for each other.
"If you want to leave, then leave." Siyang returned the painting to Mochou.
Five Ghosts were not happy. "Benefactor, this painting …"
"She is a ghost. How could that Taoist hide a ghost in his house?" Si Yang was really anxious about Fifth Ghost's IQ. "In any case, you guys are the same kind. You broke up a good marriage."
Seeing this, the five ghosts looked at each other and didn't dare to say anything more. Seeing this, Bai Fu changed the topic and said, "We didn't find any trace of Concubine Bai, but someone said that Master Xu was taken away. We don't know who it was. Benefactor, now that Boss Qing is unconscious and Concubine Bai is not here, please make a decision."
Siyang said, "… Why are you only telling me this now?"
The Five Ghosts looked at each other and then at Mochou who was standing at the side. They were too focused on the painting and forgot to tell her.
Xu Xian was taken away by someone. It was most likely someone from Liang Palace who was investigating the stolen treasures. Bai Suzhen was pregnant, so Fa Hai would not be affected. On the other hand, Xu Xian would have to suffer.
"Where are the four treasures of Liang Palace?"
"They are with me." Bai Fu stood up and said, "Tsing Pao wanted me to return them to Liang Palace. But after this happened, I did not have the chance to do so."
Si Yang waved her hand. "There's no need to return them. The Liang Household's people won't leave the matter at that. The four treasures are tributes. If they want to seal off the news, they definitely won't leave your family's officials alive."
"Then what should we do?" Five Ghosts were about to cry.
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