Ninth-level fairy

Chapter 185 Bone Jade

The boat girl was slightly curious: "Why do you say that seeing me will ruin my life?"

The stall owner pulled her behind him, glanced around, and whispered, "These days, there's a rumor going around that the old lady from the Fire Sword Sect has turned into a monster and specializes in eating young girls..."

The boat girl was startled and covered her mouth, saying, "Don't the government care?"

The stall owner forced a wry smile. "Government? He is the government. The city lord and his son are sworn brothers. The chief priest of the Tiannan Sword Sect is her elder brother...you better leave now!"

As he spoke, he pushed her out.

The boatwoman hurriedly picked up the basket and said, "I have to go back. No wonder that man named Du Fang said things are not peaceful out there. Why didn't I encounter him the last time I came here?"

The stall owner said, "Yes, girl, you should go home quickly. When he looked at you just now, I felt my eyes twitching. I hope nothing happens to you."

The boat girl left in a hurry and walked along remote and desolate alleys and paths.

Seeing that they had been out of the city for a long time, they arrived at the lake outside the city. Their small boat was gently swaying under the hanging willow branches, and the boatwoman's uneasy heart finally settled down.

Once she was on the boat, her life would be filled with singing, picking lotus flowers, and strolling through the gardens. Her father would burn firewood, warming the porridge, and the puppy would bask in the warm sunshine.

The only thing that made people sad was that this time, she seemed to have left her heart in Quzhou City. Her chest felt empty and she couldn't help feeling a sense of loss.

The boat girl turned around and looked at the young swordsman Du Fang in Quzhou City. Is he really her younger brother's senior brother?

If he is not lying, I will ask him when my brother returns.

Her face smiled again, and this ray of beautiful hope made the dimples on her cheeks appear. The scene of her imagination appeared before her eyes:

Du Fang stood at the gate of Longyuan Sword Sect, holding her horse and bringing her brother with her. The man smiled and opened his arms, waiting for her to pounce on him with a gentle look on his face.

Just as she was lost in her fantasy, two horses came galloping up from the lake embankment and approached her from behind. The man in black on the horse leaned over and slashed her on the back of the neck with the back of his hand.

The boat girl immediately fell forward and passed out.

The other man put a large sack over her head, put her whole body into it, and held her in front of him.

The two of them laughed heartily and ran away like the wind.

Only a swaying basket remained on the wooden embankment, weighing down half a Xiangfei bamboo fan. The painting, drizzling rain and slanting wind, was slowly soaked by the red juice, creating a deeply sad and magnificent picture in the sunlight.

When the boat girl was abducted by the people from the Fire Sword Sect, Du Fang was walking casually on the street.

Qingxuan Continent, Zhengyang Island, Quzhou City, the graceful and simple beauty smiled in her heart again when she thought of the beautiful boat girl who spoke to her in dialect.

What a dreamland this is that makes people linger.

Du Fang seemed to have found his former self in her, the young self who was full of hope for life, full of expectations for the future, and full of vigor and vitality.

Suddenly, there was a sharp pain in the brain, which was the fluctuation of blood.

"Oh no! The girl has been captured!"

Du Fang immediately took a step and rushed out of the city. He did have a slight affection for this innocent, beautiful and simple girl, but his affection was mixed with guilt towards his brother.

When he reached the wooden embankment, a basket was lying quietly under the willow tree.

The Xiangfei bamboo was slowly soaked by the shaking lake water, and the immortal blood was cut off from here. It seemed that the person who kidnapped the boat girl was also a master. He sensed the breath he placed on her and cut it off directly, leaving no trace of breath.

Du Fang stood there for a long time, then suddenly pulled Wang Er out of his arms and said, "It's your turn to use your sense of smell. Don't sleep!"

Wang Er chirped twice in dissatisfaction. Du Fang let it smell the fragrance of the handkerchief and the bamboo scent of the basket, then asked it, "Where are you going?"

Wang Er chirped and walked straight towards the street.

Du Fang followed behind, and the two of them went out of the city. He found that Wang Er had been following the tracks of a carriage.

The streets inside Quzhou City are paved with stone and are not obvious, but the dirt roads outside are much more obvious.

Moreover, there seemed to be a fishy smell in the traces of the carriage.

Du Fang immediately hugged Wang Er into his arms and walked along the tire tracks. "Thanks for your hard work, little one!"

Wang Er bit him, as if he was very dissatisfied with this name and answer.

"I'll treat you to sesame oil some other day!"

After hearing this, Wang Er fell asleep contentedly.

Following the traces of the carriage, we gradually reached the halfway point of the mountain. Quzhou City was surrounded by mountains, which wrapped the city center like a lotus.

It is really a Feng Shui treasure land.

But at this time, Du Fang no longer had the desire to look. The marks left by the carriage carried a strong fishy smell, which meant that the person sitting in the carriage was definitely not a human.

When I think about how tense Quzhou City is, with evil spirits being caught everywhere.

Du Fang went straight up the road.

When he arrived at an ordinary house, he finally saw a black carriage.

There were three men in black standing in the yard, standing straight, but they were all mortals. Du Fang did not force her way in, as it might threaten her life.

These evil spirits will definitely take this woman to make him afraid to act rashly.

Du Fang lay on the roof and probed his spiritual thoughts into the entire house.

The boat girl lay quietly on a table. An old woman dressed in purple kept walking back and forth. Next to her was the young man whose leg had just been burned by her.

"Where did you find this bone jade?"

The old woman asked the young man, who seemed filled with awe for the old woman and bowed, "Ancestor, I was riding past on horseback during the morning market when the jade in my arms made a soft chiming sound. I knew the bone jade was in this woman's possession, but I didn't expect..."

He was about to continue, but the old woman interrupted him:

"What did the man who burned your leg look like?"

"He's a man in his twenties..."

The old ancestor was surprised: "This woman has the smell of immortal blood, but how can this immortal body be a man? Are you seeing things, or did this person use a disguise bead?"

The young master hurriedly said, "Six or seven of us from the Fire Sword Sect went there, and everyone saw clearly that it was a man, not a woman!"

The old ancestor did not say anything else. He took out a piece of white cloth from his arms, stripped off the clothes of the boat girl named Qinghe, covered her with the white cloth, took a cup of golden water, and poured it on the white cloth.

This scene aroused Du Fang's strong curiosity.

Bone Jade, does Qing He also have some treasure called Bone Jade? Are these people from the Fire Sword Sect trying to take this Bone Jade out?

Qinghe is not in any danger at the moment and her breathing is stable. Du Fangbian is looking forward to seeing the old woman, wanting to see what she is going to do.

The golden water was poured onto the white cloth. There was nothing unusual elsewhere, except for a hint of thick black color that appeared from the white cloth in the middle of Qinghe's seventh rib.

This black mass is only the size of a fingernail and is embedded in Qinghe's ribs.

The old woman looked delighted:

"found it!"