Of course Qin He didn't really fall asleep.

Being able to fall asleep in this situation is either a god or a neurotic.

The God's perspective brought about by Shunfeng Er's position listening skills is always open, watching every move around him.

There was no movement, only the sound of smoke blown by the breeze, and the entire Liang Mansion was as quiet as a ghost.

As time passed, Qin He became a little anxious, but he could only endure it.

Finally, after it had completely darkened, we heard some movement.

There was still no sound, but Qin He keenly noticed that the smoke was disturbed, and there was a faint shadow on the ground, approaching slightly towards his back.

Qin He became excited and hummed a tune in his heart.

It's coming, it's coming!

It came with small steps!

Closer, closer, closer!

"Gugu~"

But at this moment, a voice suddenly sounded from not far away.

The thing heard the "swish" sound and escaped into the darkness behind.

Qin He looked up and saw an owl standing on the top of a big tree not far away, staring at the firelight in the night and the corpse in the firelight.

Qin He wanted to scold his mother. Owls have psychic eyes and can see ominous things, but Qin He doesn't need it to meddle in other people's business now.

No choice, keep waiting.

The thing behind it is not that timid. Perhaps it was because it had easily broken through its psychedelic formation before, which made it wary.

After a while.

The thing started to move again, approaching slowly with small steps.

Take a step and pause. Take a step and pause.

The caution made Qin He feel a little crazy.

But it finally came, and it came again with small steps.

"Gugu~"

The owl's warning call sounded again.

The thing "swooshed" and escaped into the darkness again.

Qin He: "..."

It’s not that I’m angry, I just recited the recipe silently: “Steamed owl, fried owl, fried owl, owl sashimi, skinned owl, owl belly stuffed with beef...”

It took a while to finally feel comfortable with this.

I waited again, but before the thing started to move, the owl came again.

Qin He couldn't bear it anymore, so he sat up and chirped, pretending to be woken up, grabbed a wooden stick and hit the owl hard.

The owl was caught off guard, and with a strange cry, several of its feathers were knocked off, and it was frightened away.

After smashing Qin He, he didn't look back. He lay down straight and "asleep" again.

But the thing stopped moving, as if it had discovered something.

Qin He was so anxious that he thought about it and came up with a plan. He slowly leaned back and lowered his head to expose his neck.

Keep it safe and it can rush up and seal its throat with one claw.

This trick really worked. The thing discovered Qin He's "flaw" and finally couldn't bear it anymore.

Slowly getting closer, it turned into a stream of light, and its sharp claws fiercely slashed towards Qin He's neck.

"Buzz!"

Just when it was about to hit the Qin River, a violent attack surged in all directions like an explosive wave. Within a few feet, the evil spirit, ghost energy, resentment, and hostility were all wiped out.

The thing screamed and was hit hard against the beams, causing the beams to break with a "click" sound.

A long, furry dog-like thing fell to the ground, twitching all over.

Without saying a word, Qin He jumped up from the recliner and placed a Spirit-Suppressing Seal on the furry thing.

Originally, I wanted to master all the thirty-six Spirit-Suppressing Styles, but the Golden Light Seal was much stronger than I thought, so it seemed unnecessary.

As soon as the Soul Suppressing Seal is applied, all the Taoism in this thing's body will be banned, and its strength will be reduced to that of the physical body.

As for unblocking, Qin He didn't believe it had the strength.

If you take a closer look, you will see that it is actually a yellow-skinned child.

The big one is like a dog.

"Cough cough cough~"

At this time, Huang Pizi coughed violently, and his voice turned out to be that of an old man.

It slowly opened its eyes and looked at Qin He, its pupils were blood red, but there was still a trace of humanity, and it said humanly: "You are really pretending to sleep, cough cough~"

"You can also speak human language, which is good." Qin He's curiosity was suddenly aroused, and he knelt down and asked, "Do you know I'm pretending to sleep?"

"I don't believe you can fall asleep. No matter how strong and confident you are, you are always a little curious, right?" Huang Pizi sat up slowly at this time and leaned against the pillar.

Every word, every action, every move is no different from a little old man.

"Then you still take action?" Qin He was surprised.

"I want to give it a try. If I succeed, I will continue to take revenge. If I fail, it doesn't matter. Anyway, I only have a few days to live, cough cough cough~"

Huang Pizi's eyes were sluggish. After coughing, he glanced at Qin He and said, "If I can see the golden body of meritorious deeds once before I die, this life is not in vain."

Qin He was deeply curious about it.

Huang Pizi is the second among the five great immortals and the first among the four great immortals.

The so-called five immortals refer to fox, yellow, white and willow ash. Fox is a fox, yellow is a yellow skin, white is a hedgehog, willow is a snake, and gray is a mouse.

These five kinds of beings are born to be psychic, and they have the highest proportion of cultivation.

The most powerful among them belongs to the Fox Clan, but the Fox Clan has always been proud and unwilling to surrender.

Therefore, after excluding the Fox clan, there are four more immortals.

The so-called family immortals refer to mountain monsters and water spirits who are successful in cultivation and often enter and exit the human world. They receive incense and offerings from their disciples, take what they need, and practice in the world.

The goddess that the Liang family invited before was actually a disciple of Chuma, and the carp spirit was the immortal of Chuma.

Chuma Immortal receives incense and offerings, while Chuma Immortal’s disciples rely on Chuma Immortal to obtain their Taoism and abilities. Both of them have masters and followers, but each takes what he needs.

It's just that the proportion of carps who are successful in cultivation is extremely low, far from enough to be included in the four great immortals.

You know, even Liu Cang's Snake Immortal family in the Northeast can only rank third.

Of course, even if we are both yellow-skinned, we cannot generalize.

The one in front of me must have been doing poorly, otherwise it wouldn't have ended up in this situation.

"How many years have you been practicing?" Qin He asked.

Huang Pizi sighed and said slowly: "One hundred and twenty-seven years."

"So long?"

"It's quite long."

"Why can't you get along with the Liang family?"

"Because Liang Shijie lied to me, and he cheated me so badly." Huang Pizi's eyes shone with hatred.

"You have a story, I have wine, can you tell me?" Qin He took out a jar of rice wine and two bowls from his armpit, with a curious look on his face.

After communicating with this Huangpizi, Qin He felt that he was not Huangpizi, but an old man with resentment in his heart.

It's natural and magical.

After a while, Huangpizi took two sips of rice wine and told the story of his grudges with the Liang family.
Chapter completed!