Section 132

Being able to achieve the status of the first person in the entire special team, Su Tingbai's strength and behavior are definitely outstanding.

For most people in front of her, just by making a phone call, she would have to hear most of their emotions, and then analyze them based on the background and get a rough idea.

but……

Su Tingbai found that Jiang Yan's tone had no emotion at all!

Just like a monk who is transcendent and forgets all emotions.

But reality has proven several times that this little saint is by no means a heartless person.

In her heart, she couldn't help but sigh. He was indeed a young Taoist giant. Such a state of mind was unimaginable.

If Jiang Weiran knew that his brother was so powerful, he would definitely be very proud.

Jiang Yan didn't know that Su Tingbai was thinking so much.

He said casually: "Anything is fine. If you are in Pengcheng, give me your address."

Su Tingbai was delighted, and after thinking for a moment he said, "Then... see you at the Window of the World? Jiang Weiran has something he wants to tell you."

She didn't want to make it too formal or official, which would be detrimental to her relationship with this little saint.

Jiang Yan agreed and hung up the phone.

I slightly don't understand why my sister needs to convey it.

He tried calling Jiang Weiran, but there was no response.

"Let's wait and see what Su Tingbai says. Let's try Yushen Qi control first..."

Jiang Yan, who was sitting cross-legged, closed his eyes and began to use his only [Great Divine Power].

He could predict that Jiang Weiran was definitely safe now.

The next second.

Something strange happened.

His innate soul was going to leave the body as always.

But this time, it seemed to be fused with the Yuan Qi in Jiang Yan's body.

The two are connected.

Until Jiang Yan's body became like a soul, light and fluttering like a feather, rising up in the wind when the wind blew.

"so amazing."

Jiang Yan followed the direction of the wind and turned into a lone boat in the wind. He jumped from the 100-meter-high hotel upstairs and fluttered, moving with the wind very gracefully.

The loose and lazy Taoist robes fluttered in the wind.

This unique perception of traveling with the mind made him understand more and more why Taoists pursue the path of freedom.

He drifted by, preparing to go to the Window of the World.

Suddenly I felt a strong belief, and I was as patriotic as Mr. Sun.

only……

That belief contained anger and sadness.

In the dark, that belief seems to be someone guiding me, hoping that he can help me if I feel wronged.

Jiang Yan followed the guidance of that belief.

Following the flow of the wind, we arrived at an unexpected place.

Jiang Yan landed on the ground, covered with spiritual consciousness.

At the post office counter.

A blind old lady, supported by a pale woman, was chattering to the official responsible for mailing express delivery to the border: "Sorry, young man, this old lady of mine often comes to disturb you."

"It's just that it's cold at the border. Last time, I was afraid that the clothes I sent to my Dabao weren't enough, so I specially sent him a pair of cotton clothes. Could you please send them to me?"

"Eh... Okay." The guy at the counter looked gloomy and smiled reluctantly, as if he was afraid that the old lady would see something. "Don't worry, I will send it to Brother Zhang for you. If there is anything else you need to say to him, Yes, let me write it in for you.”

The old lady was startled for a moment and said: "I don't have anything to say. I just want him to wear more clothes and abide by the disciplines in the army. He can't behave like he does at home. It's a blessing that he can guard the country's borders. Everything at home all good……"

As she was talking, she suddenly paused and hesitated, "If there is really any danger..."

"Just..." the old lady sighed, "Don't be afraid... just don't let him stand too far in front... it's dangerous..."

As she said that, she paused again and smiled, "Forget it, little brother, don't write this, otherwise he will say that I, as a mother, have embarrassed him. Just tell him that his mother asked him to be braver. "

The guy at the counter burst into tears.

The woman next to him turned away and tried hard to hold back her tears.

A security guard next to Jiang Yan lowered his voice and said to Jiang Yan: "The old lady doesn't know that her son has faced hundreds of people for the border, refused to retreat, and died brazenly...Brother, you must never Don't talk nonsense, the old lady can't bear this blow."

The system's notification tone suddenly sounded in Jiang Yan's mind.

"Ding~~"

"A supernatural environment has been detected, and the ghost king's mission to steal his wife has begun!"

"Mission One: Defeat the Ghost King!! Prevent the Ghost King from taking away the wife of the sacrificed soldier Zhang Dabao!"

"Task description: The Ghost King fell in love with Wu Qian, the wife of Zhang Dabao, a soldier who died fighting for his side. He has left a curse on Wu Qian and stole Zhang Dabao's soul to get close to and deceive Wu Qian."

"Task reward: [Three Hundred Years of Cultivation], [Spiritual Awakening], [Merit +3w]!"

【神明】!

Jiang Yan was immediately attracted by this.

This horse-stepping technique is absolutely top-notch!

Earn blood!

at the same time.

He did see something wrong with the woman next to the old lady.

On her wrist, there was a whitish red rope, filled with gloomy energy!

Far beyond the super level ghost! .

079 The quasi-ghost king appears! The third level of reverse birth! Qi turns into flesh! The fusion of Yin Yang and Five Thunder!

Jiang Yan took a look with Dongxu Tongyou.

The information about this red rope emerged immediately.

Red rope: comes from the ghost king who takes a wife. The person who wears the red rope will be marked by the ghost king. When the time comes, the ghost king will come to marry the person who wears the red rope.

interesting.

This red rope is probably the curse of the Ghost King.

If the marriage really succeeds, the whole Pengcheng will be in ruins.

The Ghost King is not comparable to super-level powerful ghosts.

It's two levels higher than the super-level ghosts.

The characteristic of super-level ghosts is that the land in the ghost realm turns into scorched earth and dead land, and living people cannot survive.

The Ghost King is more powerful than the Super Ghost because the scope of his ghost domain is so large that it can cover a medium-sized city.

Moreover, his ghost realm can break and reverse the rules.

For example...

The living people in the ghost realm turned into dead people and evil ghosts!

Yin and yang reversed.

Killing hundreds of thousands of people in an instant is no joke.

"It's strange." Jiang Yan pondered for a moment, "There are ghost kings, one for all, and they are all in the supernatural Jedi. How come there is one in Pengcheng, and he is targeting Wu Qian."

Wu Qian must have put the red rope on herself.

"Okay, thank you, young man." After Mrs. Zhang babbled and conveyed all her unintentional words to the boy at the post office, she breathed a sigh of relief and was helped out by Wu Qian beside her.

Wu Qian is a woman who has the image of a good wife and mother. She is dressed simply and the sadness lingering in her eyes shows that she must know the truth.

But when she supported Old Mrs. Zhang, she still smiled reluctantly and said, "Mom, if you are like this, Dabao will definitely tell me later that you are such a nagging old lady."

As Mrs. Zhang listened, she suddenly smiled with all the wrinkles on her face: "Next time you call, let me listen with you. I'll give this brat a good lesson and see if he still dares to talk to you. I say bad things.”

Seeing her concerned expression, even Jiang Yan was moved.

No wonder no one dared to tell the old lady the truth.

At this old age, the old lady's only son is her last obsession.

She was obviously worried that something might happen to her child, but she still had to pretend to be strong, telling her children far away on the border to be brave and strong and not afraid of danger.

Probably, this is the same idea that every mother has.

We need both great righteousness and small love.