Chapter 133 Mysterious Jade Statue! Young Master's True Face? 【2 More】

The purple-clothed woman who was just sitting securely on a chair was now floating in the air.

Without any support, it just floated there.

At the same time, Ji Le noticed that a piece of talisman paper on the table that had not been engraved with a talisman also floated into the air.

The position happened to be on the same level as Jun Muqian's closed eyes.

But this is not the most important thing. What surprised Ji Le the most was that there was a faint purple light at the end of Jun Muqian's eyes.

Sacred, elegant, inviolable.

For a moment, Bliss seemed to see the goddess who came down from the nine heavens through the purple-clothed woman, so holy and noble.

At this time, the talisman paper in front of Jun Muqian also suddenly moved.

There was no pen, nothing, but imprints began to appear on the blank talisman paper.

One after another, from top to bottom.

Because he was standing sideways, Ji Le couldn't see what appeared on the talisman paper.

But she could guess that it should be some kind of talisman.

But at the very beginning, didn't the magic talisman need to be drawn with a pen?

Only after reaching a certain level can one directly portray it with the power of the soul.

And obviously, Jun Muqian is not even a talisman teacher now.

What the hell is that?

**

When the imprint of the talisman appeared on the talisman paper, Jun Muqian did not do anything.

It's just that a jade statue appeared in her mind.

Jun Muqian didn't know who the jade statue belonged to, but she could tell that it was a jade statue of a woman.

Because it is just a jade statue, the carved face is not very clear.

But even so, one can still feel the supreme elegance and holiness.

Then Jun Muqian saw that the jade statue moved.

At the beginning, just like a real statue, the hands of the jade statue were folded on the chest.

And at this time, she raised a hand and spread her fingers, as if calling for something.

A faint purple light slowly rose from her palm and flowed out.

Jun Muqian suddenly realized, is this jade statue alive?

But when this thought first came to her mind, she suddenly felt someone pat her on the back, and a huge sense of weightlessness came, as if she had fallen from a high place, and there was a bottomless black abyss beneath the ground.

In the next second, Jun Muqian opened his eyes suddenly, his heartbeat accelerated a lot, and his breath became a little disordered.

After taking a slight breath, she wiped the sweat from her forehead, and then looked up.

It's the same house as before, nothing has changed.

The jade statue does not exist, nor does the light. She never fell off the cliff, and she is still sitting here.

dream?

Jun Muqian tied a few strands of hair back, breathing slowly.

Then, her eyes fell on the table in front of her, and she suddenly stopped.

On the talisman paper that was spread out earlier, a talisman has already been drawn at this moment.

The talisman is dark golden, as if the pen and ink are still wet, the golden color has fainted.

But Jun Muqian can be sure that this is definitely not her painting.

She just released the power of her soul and felt it for a while, but she hasn't started to do anything drastic yet.

Moreover, this talisman is extremely strange to her, it is not a sound transmission talisman, nor is it a thunderbolt talisman.

No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like those commonly used talismans, but looks like some kind of sign and mark.

Jun Muqian stretched out his hand to touch the talisman, and suddenly his heart moved slightly, as if...somewhat familiar?

But what is the use of this talisman?

She picked up the talisman paper and looked at the light.

"There is no energy fluctuation..." Jun Muqian frowned, "So it's just a painting?"

For no reason, a painting appeared?

Just as she was thinking, Ji Le suddenly came over, clasped her hands together, and bowed like a Buddha: "Amu, teach me, how did you do it?"

"How did you do it?" Jun Muqian returned to his senses, raised the talisman paper in his hand, "You mean this?"

She was speechless: "I didn't draw this, how would I know."

She just closed and opened her eyes, dreaming of a female statue.

"No way, you don't know?" Hearing this sentence, Ji Le's eyes widened, "I looked carefully, this is what you drew!"

Although...she did not see Jun Muqian make a move, but besides her, the human host, who else could it be?

"Really?" Jun Muqian was a little surprised, "Tell me about how I draw."

Could it be that if she realizes the power of the soul, there will be sleepwalking?

Ji Le honestly told what she saw just now.

"Hiss..." Jun Muqian thought for a while, "Am I that powerful?"

It shouldn't be, she didn't even enter the door of a talisman master, so she was able to make talismans out of thin air?

"Come on." Hearing this, Ji Le rolled her eyes and groaned angrily, "I think you're still acting good after getting a bargain."

"But this magic talisman can't be used." Jun Muqian frowned, and shook the talisman paper in his hand, "Even the lowest sound transmission talisman has energy fluctuations, this one has everything..."

Before finishing the last few words, suddenly——

"boom--!"

There was a loud noise, and the house was overturned in an instant.

The door of the house was cracked, and the tables and chairs flew out and fell into the yard.

The moment Ji Le sensed the danger, she immediately turned into a butterfly.

Fortunately, she was relatively small and hid in the gap, avoiding a difficult situation.

And when the loud noise completely fell silent, Ji Le quickly recovered her body, panicking for a while: "Amu, Amu? Are you okay?"

Ji Le was dumbfounded just as he was about to pick people up in the ruins.

The woman in purple sat on the chair well, with her as the center, within a radius of one meter, there was nothing, and there was no sign of shock.

Jun Muqian's only feeling was that her hands were a little numb, and she lost the pain slightly.

She looked at the fading talisman in her hand, she was silent for a while, and then said: "I'm fine, but the shopkeeper probably has something to do."

The sound just now, let alone this inn, Jun Muqian reckoned that it could be heard throughout Buluo City.

It's strange, but she really didn't feel any energy fluctuations, so why did she explode after shaking it?

Moreover, it was incredible that she who was closest to this talisman was fine.

When he was confused, Yan Shaoling was the first person to rush over. He looked at everything in front of him and said in a little astonishment, "Miss Mu?"

Jun Muqian withdrew his thoughts, and greeted him calmly: "Yanzhu."

It has to be said that such a scene is very strange.

Imagine that everything around is cracked, and only you are in good shape. At first glance, it is the culprit.

"Ms. Mu, this is..." Yan Shaoling hid his emotions well, and he looked her over calmly, "Did you accidentally do it during cultivation?"

Jun Muqian thought for a while, as if it was okay for now, so she nodded.

Seeing the innocent eyes of the woman in purple, Yan Shaoling laughed for a moment: "Ms. Mu, don't worry. If the house is destroyed, it will be destroyed. I'm familiar with the people here. I think I won't blame Ms. Mu for this."

"Then I would like to thank the landlord Yan." Jun Muqian smiled politely, "But I will still pay for the money that should be paid."

After all, even if it wasn't intentional, it was because of her.

"Miss Mu, you are being polite. This should be within the scope of Tianjilou's apology." Yan Shaoling refused, and then he thought about it, "But now there is not a single vacant room in Buluo City. Miss Mu these days Should……"

He didn't finish his words, but Jun Muqian already understood what he meant.

This is a problem, she is also a person who likes to enjoy herself, sleeping on the street is absolutely unacceptable.

"Otherwise..." Jun Muqian thought of something, "Master Yan, you..."

She wanted to say, why don't you and Rong Qing share a room together?

In the end, before she could say anything, she saw a sudden blush behind Yan Shaoling's ears.

Jun Muqian instantly knew that he must have misunderstood, she remedied: "I mean..."

This time, the words were still not finished, because Rong Qing came back.

When he saw such a scene, his expression paused slightly, and his voice was cool: "Did you demolish the house this time?"

"No way." Jun Muqian sighed, "I said I don't know anything, do you believe me?"

Rong Qing didn't speak, but walked to another room that was intact.

He reached out to push the door open, then tilted his head, and said lightly, "Come here."

Jun Muqian naturally understood what it meant, and glanced at him: "Are you really not worried about your reputation?"

"Sooner or later." After Rong Qing said these two words, he walked in first.

sooner or later?

Jun Muqian thought about the meaning of these two words. It means that she will destroy his reputation sooner or later, so she doesn't care about it for a while?

Is she that kind of person!

Whatever you do, you still have to pay attention to what you want and what you want. There is nothing good about a bully fighting hard.

"Okay, I'll do it." Jun Muqian remembered that there was still a bet between the two of them, and this bet couldn't hang there forever, it had to end.

She fell in love with him, or he fell in love with her, or...they both fell in love with each other.

Now it seems that this bet is a bit hanging.

Jun Muqian admits that she really likes Rong Qing, but love...

She was a little confused, and probably couldn't reach it.

In two lifetimes, she has never loved anyone.

It's so easy to like someone, but love... is too heavy.

She didn't know if she could fall in love, but if she fell in love, she would live forever.

After the woman in purple went in, the door was closed.

Yan Shaoling had calmed down by now, and he stood there for a long time.

Not knowing what he thought of, he suddenly chuckled, raised his hand to press his forehead, and sighed softly: "What should I do..."

It seemed that something was out of his control.

This feeling is very bad.

**

inside the house.

"So..." Jun Muqian looked at the man in scarlet clothes, "I sleep on the floor?"

Last time little brother Baili came to the rescue, but this time there is no such a cute child. Could it be that she still cannot escape the fate of sleeping on the floor?

Hearing this, Rong Qing raised her eyes slightly: "I won't sleep tonight."

"Not sleeping?" Jun Muqian was taken aback, "Do you have something else to do?"

As soon as she finished asking, a silver mask appeared in front of her, covered with Xiu Ruomei's fingers, as white as jade, so beautiful.

The mask is not half face, but full face.

There are shallow lines on it, which are extremely delicate.

Jun Muqian took it, gestured on her face, and found that it was just right, a little surprised: "For me?"

"En." Rong lightly said, "For you."

Jun Muqian put it on decisively for herself, then raised her head and asked, "Does it look good?"

Rong Qing really just glanced at her: "Stupid."

"Be stupid if you're stupid. I'm in a good mood, so I'll take it as your compliment." Jun Muqian snorted softly, "Qingmei, that's why you went out just now?"

Rong Qing looked sideways and raised his eyebrows slightly: "Otherwise?"

"Of course!" Jun Muqian took off the mask, smiling at the end of his eyes, "What did you mean when you said you won't sleep tonight?"

"The Zongmen Alliance has an underground auction tonight." Rong Qing pondered for a while, "You can bring one person."

"Auction?" Hearing this word, Jun Muqian's eyes lit up, "There are so many good things?"

When she was in the Eastern Territory, she was invited to many auctions, big and small, of all kinds.

But since rebirth, he hasn't participated in one yet.

"For now..." Rong Qing frowned, "Maybe it's good."

"I know you don't like anything, old man." Jun Muqian waved his hand to express his understanding, "But it's different for poor people like me."

However, Rong Qing's focus is obviously different, he repeated: "Old man?"

The voice is slightly cold.

Jun Muqian hurriedly raised her hand in a gesture of surrender: "I was wrong, I said the wrong thing."

She must always keep in mind what her master taught her—the age of a man is a secret.

Don't ask, don't mention.

As if she was afraid that the man in scarlet clothes would repent, she didn't give him a chance to speak, and asked directly, "When are we leaving?"

"Child time."

**

As soon as the time passed, Buluocheng fell silent.

Sleeping people are not allowed on the main street, so it looks very empty.

Jun Muqian touched the mask on his face, and lowered his voice: "Qing Meiren, the underground auction held by the Zongmen Alliance, why didn't the master Yan receive the invitation?"

Yan Shaoling had already rested early, although the serious illness has been cured, but if he wants to fully recover, it may take some time.

"I don't know." Rong Qing's voice was also low.

When his voice fell, it made people feel a little itchy.

Jun Muqian didn't ask too much, and said meaningfully: "It seems that you are the one who really hides."

Rong Qing didn't answer, but said: "Follow me, stupid Mumu."

As he spoke, his figure suddenly sped up.

But the speed is neither too big nor too small, just enough for the people around to keep up.

Jun Muqian had no choice but to doubt, even though she used the Hunyuan Bell to cover up her true strength, Rong Qing saw her thoroughly at a glance.

She has a feeling of... being stripped naked.

During the gallop, the two soon arrived at their destination.

Jun Muqian glanced at it, and it was the place she passed by during the day to buy talisman paper.

Unexpectedly, this place is still connected to the ground.

There were already several people at the entrance, but they were all wearing cloaks, hats or masks... No one showed their true face.

Jun Muqian immediately realized that this so-called underground auction might not be that simple.

Why hide your identity?

Could it be that once the identity is revealed, what danger will arise?

According to her experience, generally speaking, the biggest danger of an auction is that there will be competition after the end.

After all, whoever has the most money at the auction has the final say, not whose fist is hard.

But once the auction is over, the unrest begins.

Those who don't get their favorite items will start to grab them directly.

Jun Muqian remembered that this kind of thing happened when Daqian held an auction.

That time, hundreds of people were killed or injured, and they were all extraordinary masters.

Although she also regretted missing the things she wanted because she didn't have enough money, she still didn't know how to rob.

Since someone else paid for it, what's the point of stealing it?

However, the law of the jungle is also an invariable theorem.

She doesn't care what other people do, as long as she has a clear conscience.

Without staying too long, Jun Muqian followed Rong Qing and went in easily.

After going down the steps, she realized that this so-called underground auction was not as big as usual.

But after all, it is also the lower plane. In terms of majesty, it cannot compare with the ones she has participated in.

When entering, Jun Muqian felt that several powerful spiritual senses that had appeared before appeared again at this moment.

Her eyes darkened, it turned out that... the old guys from the big sect have also come here.

Just as she was thinking, Jun Muqian suddenly felt a chill on her wrist, which made her shiver.

She looked down and found that there were knuckle fingers clasping her wrist bones at this moment.

Didn't use much force, just touched lightly.

But it was such a simple touch that caused an electric current in her body out of thin air.

But apparently, the owner of the finger didn't feel anything.

Rong Qing's expression didn't change a single bit, his double pupils were dark, and he pulled her forward.

The flow of people was divided into two in front of them, and they didn't feel crowded at all.

But at this moment, a person suddenly bumped into him from behind, just in time, he bumped into them and almost knocked over.

The man was taken aback, and quickly apologized: "Sorry, sorry, I didn't mean it."

Jun Muqian ignored it, because she saw something falling on the ground——

Half a...silver mask.

Going to bed at noon, dreaming about a lot of comments, after waking up, I was really dreaming╯▽╰

Going home today: My mother pointed to the plants she planted and told me that I will make scrambled eggs with garlic sprouts for you later.

Me: ... isn't that a narcissus?

Mother: I didn't buy narcissus, so I had to grow garlic.

Me: →_→