Chapter 1312 Nostalgia for the Land

After looking in the room for a while, Ye Tian scratched his head helplessly, but he couldn't see anything, so let's wait!

Then, he picked up the case bag on the table and looked through the documents.

Daoist students are privileged, just like these confidential materials, they will not have too much trouble if they read them by themselves.

Even if there is trouble, "Fan Peng won't mind... maybe.

After reading the case, Ye Tian smiled slightly.

This case is really suitable for him, Fan Peng has a heart.

With information, privileges and the relationship with Lingyan Pavilion, I will make a contribution to prepare the shadow guard.

It's just that Wuming still needs some preparations.

The next day Ye Tian rushed to the scene of the crime with two treasures.

Because of his strength, he rarely left the city to go to the village.

Is this the hidden dragon village?

Among the tourists, Ye Tian looked up at the village in front of him.

When other tourists poured into the small village one after another, he glanced at the old man at the entrance of the village.

The old man standing with his head held high has gray hair, and his body has the unique simplicity and heavyness of a laborer.

Not in a hurry to enter the village, Ye Tian walked up to the old man and said hello politely: "Hi old man, my name is Ye Tian, ​​and I am a traveler."

According to the information, the old man's surname is Lu Mingjia, and he has lived in Yinlong Village all his life, so he should be able to get some useful information.

When you look carefully, you can find that the old man has a firm expression, bright eyes, a square face, a wide mouth, and a straight nose.

The facial lines are like chisels, with sharp edges and corners.

The old man nodded indifferently and said, "What's the matter?"

Ye Tian deliberately pretended to be a little cautious and said: "I am traveling this time to find opportunities for experience. Has anything strange happened in the village recently?"

"The village has been very quiet for the past two days. It was just a tourist who accidentally bumped his head and was sent away. The people in the city are very precious." The old man shook his head.

Then he sighed: "Back then when the Demon Realm invaded, there was thunder and snow for several months. We survived that way, but the village couldn't do it anymore. We could only rely on tourism and commit crimes!"

Ye Tian nodded: "Thank you, sir, I will continue to visit the village."

Looking at Ye Tianyuan's back, the old man suddenly murmured to himself: "Little friend is very polite...how does he know that I am from this village? He doesn't even ask me what my last name is?"

Ye Tian, ​​who was walking, looked back if he felt something.

The old man Lujia stood there straight, looking like a stone tablet guarding the village from a distance.

After some investigation, Ye Tian figured out the accident a few days ago.

A tourist was inexplicably injured in the village and passed out, and was then sent to a medicine hospital for treatment.

It is said that the tourist had a bad temper and disrespected the sacred objects of the village.

Such a person is not likable at all, and no obvious trauma has been detected.

So that's the end of the matter.

At this time, Ye Tian thought of the conversation with the old man.

Obviously no one found out the reason why the tourist fainted, and there was nothing suspicious before and after.

But the old man said he hit his head, which is interesting.

While thinking, Ye Tian walked into the small grocery store in the village.

After buying something casually, Ye Tian went down to the mountain to practice in the name of a cliché: "By the way, boss, I am a monk who came to practice. I saw that old man at the entrance of the village. The old man is not ordinary. Do you have any stories?"

"Old road?" The boss hesitated for a moment before answering:

"What kind of stories can people in a small place have? This old man just lived longer and likes to talk about things in his early years, and nothing else."

"However, he has been a bit supernatural recently, and he often pops up out of the blue, like a ghost."

Speaking of this, the boss seemed to recall some terrible scene, and couldn't help shivering.

Then, he stopped talking about it and started selling things.

After Ye Tian declined, he walked out of the grocery store.

He looked thoughtfully at the old house in front of him.

This is the residence of the old man, only 20 meters away from the grocery store, and only 10 minutes away from the place where the accident occurred.

It was already dark, but not alone.

If the old man walked out of the house, someone should have seen it.

Actually the case is not complicated.

Mr. Lu's information was placed in the first row of the case file, which already explained something.

It's just that the people from the Xunyang Division can't take action, or they don't want to deal with this case because of sympathy.

He was basically sure that the murderer was the resolute old man.

Just according to my insinuating inquiries, the old man Lu Jia never showed up when the incident happened.

If the previous speculations are true, then a lot of useful information can be analyzed from this point.

As far as the old man's words and deeds, it doesn't seem like he has a strong cultivation base.

In the case of Qi and blood failure, it is most likely to rely on supernatural powers to do this.

A battle of supernatural powers is an intelligence war, and half the battle is won if you have an insight into the enemy's supernatural powers.

After thinking for a while, Ye Tian saw no one around, so he wandered around in front of Lujia's room with a magic weapon made of jade.

By the way, he also made some other arrangements.

After doing all this, Ye Tian hid his body in an alley and waited patiently.

This time, he planned to be careful and come to catch the thief and get the stolen goods.

In the blink of an eye, night came, and Ye Tian took out a few bites of snacks he bought from a grocery store.

After a while, his expression changed and he looked towards the street.

A figure flashed indistinctly there, very much like the old man Lu Jia who had seen at the entrance of the village.

Ye Tian chased after him without hesitation.

The figure quickly ran towards the small woods in the southeast corner of the village.

Ye Tian chased after him closely, and he didn't use lotus steps overkill.

When he came to the small forest, he slowed down a little and chased it in.

Looking around, Ye Tian found that there was no one there, and he chased after him.

At this moment, Ye Tian suddenly heard a scream coming from the front.

In the dark night, this miserable cry spread far away, awakening two or three resident birds.

Ye Tian ran forward without hesitation.

As soon as he ran out of the grove, he saw a small pavilion and the stone platform made of jade.

Some natural and vivid dragons are carved on the small pavilion and the stone platform.

Ye Tian has been to this place during the day.

The jade platform, which is one meter long and one meter wide, is the Yinlong Terrace, a characteristic building of Yinlong Village.

It is said that this is the dining table of the Dragon King. It used to be highly valued by the villagers, and it was like a clan ancestral hall.

Walking to the Yinlong Terrace, Ye Tian saw the stone tablet behind the small pavilion.

Dozens of names are engraved on the tall stone tablet.

These people are all heroes, and they are also several immortal guardians of Yinlong Village.

During the demon invasion event more than ten years ago, they all sacrificed to protect the village and Yinlong Terrace.

Many relatives of the villagers died in the disaster.

It's just that these are all in the past tense.

The demonic invasion did not completely destroy the village, but it broke the spiritual pillar of the villagers.

The current Yinlong Terrace is deserted and desolate, and it no longer has the sanctity and glory of the past.

The village was forced to open to the outside world, and a large number of spiritual grains and vegetables began to be planted.

The villagers have become full-time farmers, and there is no way to practice and become stronger.

Without strong immortal guards, they can only abandon the tradition, and they no longer respect the Yinlong Terrace, which was once proud, and even open it as a scenic spot.

In fact, although the people of Xianyuan Great World Star like to travel, they don't like to make their hometown a tourist attraction.

Here, the land is not only the monk's home and spiritual belonging, but also has tangible energy.

In the era of spirit witches, every spirit land was guarded by spirit witches, and sacred objects like Yinlongtai were built.

The reason why Yinlong Village has been able to go smoothly is because of the protection of Yinlong Terrace.

However, the power of relics has limits.

The disaster that happened fifty years ago exceeded the limit that Yinlongtai could bear.

Both the sacred object and the village suffered irreparable damage.

Glancing around, Ye Tian saw the fallen man and a shovel thrown on the ground.

He walked over quickly and checked.

The man hadn't died or had any frightening trauma, just appeared to be unconscious.

In the dark night, Ye Tian did not wake up the injured rashly, but dealt with it urgently.

Then, taking a good look at the wounded man, he recognized that the man was one of the Day Tourists.

This one was still holding a paintbrush, apparently intending to paint something on the table, which was expressly forbidden.

It seems that the "bringing artist" wanted to do an impromptu painting, and then he was "sanctioned by justice".

Ye Tian remembered that before the accident happened to the tourist, he also said: "When did you still believe in this kind of thing? Worshiping this thing is better than worshiping me. The era of spirit witches is dead." Such words.

Well, the motive for the crime has been found.

The next step is to see through the old man's supernatural powers. Is it really just invisibility?

In front of the Yinlong Terrace, Ye Tian picked up the shovel and took a closer look.

Then, a noise was heard, and then a group of people came out from nowhere, looking at him and the tourists who fell to the ground with shocked eyes.

Then, a group of villagers began to shout.

"Dead!"

"I also laid one down the day before yesterday, so it must have been done by this person."

"Isn't this person from the Demon Realm?"

"Fight with him, copy the guy!"

You plot against me!

Ye Tian's face turned from embarrassment into anger.

"Old people are smart, ghosts are old", I really underestimated this Lujia old man.

Because he cares too much about supernatural powers, he ignores the talents of monks themselves.

I haven't seen any storms before, and I'm still a little tender in playing tactics.

Of course, this is also Ye Tian investigating the case with a feeling of experience.

What he said before was correct. He really regarded this investigation trip as a trip to experience the local conditions and customs.

In this case, there is no other way.

"I'm sorry, I'm a shadow guard!" Facing the villagers who were "sharpening their knives", Ye Tian didn't dare to hesitate, and directly showed his reserve shadow guard order.

After finally gaining the trust of the village head and villagers, Ye Tian was too lazy to continue to cover up.

He went directly to the old man's residence and found the righteous master with a calm face.

"Old man, something about your old age has happened, come with me!" Ye Tianzheng squinted his eyes awe-inspiringly.

Perhaps it was because he was duped and "photographed" again. His tone was not good, and he deserved a beating.

The old man froze for a moment, and then said with some doubts: "Little friend, what do you mean? I didn't do anything, so don't talk nonsense."

Ye Tianji spoke harshly, and continued to put pressure on the old man with words:

"Didn't you attack the tourists at Yinlong Terrace tonight? Do you think you can do whatever you want with the power of invisibility?

The facts are all there, do you still have to quibble? You need to know that frankness is lenient, and resistance is strict! "

The old man looked calm, not panicking at all: "Old man, I have been at home tonight and have not left a single step. Little friend, you must have evidence for your speech."

"Evidence?" Ye Tian sneered, took out the magic weapon placed during the day and said: "From this treasure, it is clear that the evidence is solid, and it is your old man who continues to die without pleading guilty."

"Little friend, don't lie to me. You can't see me."

The old man's eyes instantly became sharp, full of tenacity that sees through everything.

"Indeed, you are not on the treasure. Because this is not a monitoring treasure, but a treasure that can detect a special powder."

Ye Tian paused, and continued to raise the treasure in his hand: "After you came home today, I put that special powder at the door of your house. This powder is colorless and odorless, and only the treasure in my hand can detect it. , please lift your foot."

"..." After pondering for a while, the figure of the old man suddenly disappeared.

There are voices in the air from all directions:

"Everyone's blood cannot be shed in vain, I can die, and the Yinlong Terrace cannot fall! Anyone who hinders me from protecting the village deserves to die! This is for the sake of dignity."

Undecided when things go wrong, Ye Tian directly opened the visualization map of the five gods controlling spirits without saying a word.

Then in his field of vision, he saw a faint figure walking towards him slowly with a shovel in hand.

One step, two steps, like the pace of the devil.

Then, the old man picked up the shovel and shot over.

Ye Tian took a step back and jumped back.

With a muffled "bang", the shovel hit the floor.

The force was very light, almost like a shovel hitting the floor, without even picking up any dust.

With one blow, the old man Lu Jia showed his figure.

He was hunched over, his breathing was short of breath, his hands were shaking constantly, and he looked extremely tired.

Ye Tian stepped back.

Then, he didn't rush over to put down the exhausted old man.

With a flick of his toes, Ye Tian lifted a small stool onto the floor where the old man hit him.

Then, something magical happened.

There was only a crisp "pop", and the small stool seemed to be thrown back by some invisible hand.

Ye Tian nodded:

"Sure enough, your supernatural powers are not simply stealth. Fortunately, I dodged and didn't rush over like this.

If I'm not mistaken, your supernatural power should be closed.

You can become invisible because you block out the light around your body.

Tourists passed out because you blocked their consciousness.

Floors are also rendered useless by your magical powers.

I have seen through your supernatural powers, it is impossible for you to win, surrender! "

If Lujia's supernatural power is only invisibility, it is absolutely impossible to make the tourists unconscious without injury.

During the day, Ye Tian has been thinking about this question.

At that moment, he finally figured it out.

Ye Tian was very proud of having figured out the essence of the old man's supernatural power at the critical moment.

It's just that if possible, I really don't want to be an enemy of someone like Lu Jia.

The old man took a deep breath, took a step forward, and swung the shovel violently at Ye Tian.

"It's useless. You probably won't be able to use your supernatural powers a few times, I just need to..." Ye Tian stepped back, and then his body froze suddenly.

The surrounding air turned into a wall, locking him firmly.

For a while, Ye Tian had difficulty breathing, but his consciousness was clear.

With his strong physique, it's okay even if he can't breathe for a long time.

Then he understood right away.

This is Lujia blocking the air with his supernatural powers. It's so stupid that this supernatural power can still be used like this.

Wouldn't it be tiring to continuously display supernatural powers in such a short period of time?

You have to get out quickly, it's not fun to get hit.

However, even though he struggled hard and consumed some spiritual energy, Ye Tian could only move his toes and wrists.

Oops!

That's too late!

"Kala Kala!" In the quiet room, the old man dragged the shovel backwards, swayed his body, and moved step by step towards Ye Tian whose body was frozen.

His breathing was extremely heavy, his forehead was covered with sweat, and his face was as pale as a dead person.

Only the eyes of the old man are like two coal fires, as if the soul has been turned into fuel, bright and sad.

When he came to Ye Tian, ​​the old man pursed his lips and raised his shovel with all his might to beat him down.

At the critical moment, Ye Tian looked calm: "I recognize your will and spirit, but this insistence is wrong. Times have changed, and the era of spirit witches is over. The era of monks has arrived."

The old man took down the shovel firmly.

At this moment, Ye Tian circulated his aura, pointed his toes at the stool and kicked it.

The small silver-white stool was kicked away again, hitting the floor that had just been touched by the old man's supernatural power.

With a sound of "Boom!", the small stool bounced off the closed floor and hit the old man directly on the back of the head.

Suffering this sudden blow, the old man Lu Jia fell to the ground.

"Not bad!" After regaining his freedom, Ye Tian nodded.

Then, he saw the old man Lujia who fell to the ground was still struggling, but he didn't even have the strength to get up.

Ye Tian's expression gradually became serious.

He bent down to help the old man who was unable to perform supernatural powers, and put special shackles on the old man decisively.

The old man Lu Jia said with a blank face: "You are not real immortal guards at all. You are only for profit, you don't care about the village, you don't care about us. Everything has changed."

He didn't worry about his fate at all, as if the man's heart was dead.

Looking at the ashen-faced old man, Ye Tian's expression moved slightly.

These people who have been silently making sacrifices for the village are heroes, there is no doubt about it.

It's just that the era of spirit witches has passed, and sticking to tradition can't protect anyone.

He sighed and said, "Whether you want to accept it or not, everything including this village is under the protection of Guangyuan City. You don't need and can't continue to protect the village like this."

After hearing Ye Tian's words, a tear fell from the old man's eye socket.

"Why are there tears in my eyes? Because I love this land so much."

Born here, raised here, buried here!

This is the fate of monks, and it is also the voice of the old man and the portrayal of his life.

After dealing with Lujia, Ye Tian called the people in the village to explain the situation.

The expressions of the villagers are complicated.

Young people have not experienced the era when demons were flying all over the sky, and they are very satisfied with their current lives.

Lujia is one of his own, but wants to destroy their current life;

Ye Tian is an outsider, protecting their lives but hurting Lu Jia, his own.