On the way to the demon market, Yunji kept thinking about the conversation between Liao Wuchang and Hong Yixian.

Liao Wuchang actually said that Xiao Mianmian is the earth star. Could it be that the Yantian Instrument in the Star Observation Hall can really peek into the heavens and determine the destiny?

Sky Star, Earth Star, Death Star, Demon Star.

In addition to the strange stars in the core, there are four largest stars on the Yantian instrument.

When Demon Ji appeared, the Demon Star had moved strangely. Yunji learned this from Xiao Mianmian.

Yunji once believed that the four stars corresponded to four different breaths. Now it seems that they may also correspond to four different fates, and they may also correspond to four people.

Little Mian Mian's cultivation level is mediocre. Apart from a weird physique that cannot grow no matter how much he eats, his talent is not very outstanding. To be the only true successor of Hong Yixian, there must be something special about him.

And this special feature is probably difficult for outsiders to know except Hong Yixian himself.

But how did Liao Wuchang learn such secret information?

Could it be that Liao Wuchang and Hong Yixian have known each other for a long time?

There is also the puzzling chessboard theory. Could it be that Liao Wuchang is the mastermind hidden in the Seven Swords Sect?

Or is there someone else?

Where there is a chessboard, there must be a game...

With many doubts, Yunji felt that the mystery behind the Seven Swords Sect was becoming more complicated and obscure, and the involvement was getting bigger and bigger.

A cold wind blew across my face in mid-air, and it had been a day since I had been flying.

The sea level appeared in the distance.

At your feet are lush mountains and occasional passing small villages and towns.

This is the border of Wu Kingdom, not far from Wanghai Town.

Yunji told Qin Wu and others that he had some personal matters and asked them to go to the demon market first. He would go to the demon market to meet everyone in half a day.

Then leaving the team, Yunji flew alone with the flying magic weapon in the direction of the seaside.

He wanted to go back to Qingyu Village to see Uncle Qi, the village chief, and the people in the village.

In the blink of an eye, it has been almost a year since I left home.

I didn't have a flying magic weapon before, so it's not close to go back to Qingyu Village. This time I passed through Wu Kingdom, so I just happened to stop by and take a look.

Thinking of the small fishing village, Yunji was in a good mood, and the goshawk magic weapon under his feet became a little faster.

An hour later, the goshawk descended, and the high wall of the village was right in front of us.

"Uncle Seven! Village Chief! I'm back..."

The smile that filled the corners of his mouth gradually solidified, and Yunji slowly stopped at the entrance of the village.

The village was eerily quiet.

There isn't even a dog.

Most of the surrounding houses are dilapidated and covered with cobwebs.

nobody.

There is no one in Qingyu Village.

Yunji frowned slightly and returned to his home.

When the door opened, a cloud of dust fell.

The room was empty, just as it was when I left. The bedding was neatly folded, but covered with dust.

It looks like no one has been here for a long time.

Yunji's heart began to feel heavy.

Even if the friends in the same village forget to help clean the house, the village chief will not leave the house alone.

After going out, Yunji checked every room.

Most of them are in tatters, but relatively complete. However, few of the tables and chairs in the room are good, and almost all of them are broken.

Qingyu Village experienced fighting.

And it's not the demon clan, because the walls are intact and most of the houses are intact. If the demon clan rushed in, it would definitely not be what it is today.

Yunji found bright red blood stains on the corner wall of the house.

There are also fragments of white bones scattered in some corners that are not easy to notice.

Yunji's heart became heavier and heavier.

The two words he least wanted to think of in his life were massacre.

Now it seems that the people of Yucun who disappeared may be in bad luck.

Standing silently in the center of the village, Yunji's face was terrifyingly gloomy.

The evil spirit floated out uncontrollably, and he was like a ferocious beast on the verge of rage, trying his best to suppress the restlessness in his heart.

Footsteps sounded from outside the village, and a half-grown boy walked in, his steps a little heavy.

The man lowered his head and muttered as he walked: "It will take a few more days to clean up. Qingyu Village is really unlucky. There is not a single living person left. Who has this offended? What a crime... Yunji!"

The man was walking and found someone in the village. He was shocked and recognized his old friend at a glance.

The half-grown boy is none other than Ah Hao from the neighboring village of Heiyu Village.

Seeing Yunji, Ah Hao's eyes turned red and he couldn't help crying.

"What happened to Qingyu Village, where are the people!" Yunji grabbed Ahao, his eyes filled with bloodshot eyes.

"Dead, all dead!" Ah Hao cried and told the story.

"The entire village was massacred half a year ago. No one knows who killed them, and no one dares to come to your Qingyu Village. In the past six months, I secretly came here every few days to help dispose of the bones, and finally buried them all..."

Qingyu Village was slaughtered overnight.

As if they had been punished by heaven, all the people in the village died unexpectedly, their bodies were badly mutilated, and there were almost no whole bodies.

Ah Hao worked hard for half a year, burying everyone's bones on the south slope and making a hill-like grave.

"It's so cold, so cold..." Ah Hao shivered, a layer of frost appeared on his eyebrows, his whole body shivered, and his eyes became depressed.

Yunji suddenly woke up and restrained the cold air that had spread out due to anger, almost hurting Ah Hao.

Sadness comes from the heart.

The voices, faces, and faces of the village chief, Uncle Qi, and the men, women, and children in the village all appeared before Yunji's eyes.

The village should have been lively and lively, but now it was reduced to a dead place.

Who is the murderer!

The sword spirit in Yunji's heart trembled, and the sword intent rose, as if it was going to burst out of the air and cut through everything.

Taking a deep breath, suppressing his grief, Yunji asked.

"When collecting the corpses, were there any traces of the demon clan?"

"No, they are all the bones of villagers, as well as cats and dogs. There was no living thing in Qingyu Village at that time."

"If you think about it carefully, there was nothing unusual about that time."

"There was blood everywhere. The village was eerily quiet. There were mutilated limbs all over the place and I didn't know whose body it was. The smell of blood was so terrible..." Ah Hao swallowed and spat, recalling the scene at that time and still felt terrified.

Apart from the tragic scene, Ah Hao couldn't think of anything special about that time, and tears came down again as he spoke.

"I shouted for half a night that day, but no one answered. I know there is no one alive in Qingyu Village. I have been looking forward to your return for the past six months, Yunji, you have to avenge them."

"This revenge will be avenged."

Yunji's eyes were deep and cold.

Qingyu Village is his home, and everyone in the village is his family. The whole village was slaughtered, and the hatred is irreconcilable!

Who emptied Qingyu Village...

Even the seventh uncle was not spared, which shows that the mastermind who massacred the village was not trivial. He was either a powerful practitioner or a powerful monster.

Although Uncle Qi has no cultivation level, he is by no means without the means to fight the enemy. Anyone who can kill Uncle Qi will not be easy.

Ah Hao wiped his tears and suddenly remembered something, and said: "That's right! There were wolves outside the village at that time. For some reason the wolves didn't dare to come in, as if they were afraid of something. I felt like there was a cold wind in the village that night, like

, just like..."

Ah Hao couldn't describe the feeling at that time.

"Isn't it like a spooky ghost?"

Yunji's reminder made Ahao suddenly realize, and he exclaimed: "Yes! It's like a gloomy ghost spirit! It makes people afraid to come close. Could it be that the tragedy in Qingyu Village was caused by a ghost?"

Ah Hao guessed in surprise.
Chapter completed!