Chapter 205 The fortune teller of the Tang Dynasty, the first battle of the Donghua Covenant.

"Let her in."

A beautiful woman in her mid-twenties came in. Her eccentric look could be seen between her brows.

This woman is Song Paner.

Song Pan'er burst into tears and said when she came in: "Cousin, my mother is dead! Wang Jie is also dead!"

Wang Jie is Song Pan'er's husband, a cloth merchant in Chang'an City. After all, the jailer is just a sesame official, and his family background is not too high.

"Sit down first, and then we'll talk. Where is uncle?" Song Lin frowned and smelled an aura of conspiracy.

"My father was thrown into a prison by people from Dali Temple for corruption."

Wang Jie's family is infected with a strange disease. This strange disease grows on the back, and a blood-red human face emerges. The human face pattern continues to grow and protrude, becoming more lifelike.

During this period, the host became emaciated and turned into a mummy in less than three days, with the human face also withering.

Dozens of members of the Wang family died suddenly.

What is strange is that only the Wang family has this disease, and even Song Pan'er is not infected.

However, when Song Pan'er returned home, she found that her mother also had this strange disease.

The house leaked and it rained all night, and my father was imprisoned for corruption. It was said that he had pleaded guilty and was sentenced to death in a few days.

And Song Pan'er will also enter the Jiaofang Division.

Song Pan'er had no choice but to seek refuge with her cousin and beg him to find a way.

She always thought that her cousin was a strange person.

It looked like this ten years ago, and its appearance has not changed at all ten years later.

Calculating the time, my cousin is close to forty years old, so it is impossible to predict any changes in appearance.

The reclusive man in the story seems to be this kind of master with an ageless appearance.

"Going to jail? Take me home first."

Song Lin didn't make any attempt to hide it, he waved his hand and shot out a cloud of white clouds, which absorbed it into the super clear beads.

Song Lin turned into a gust of wind and entered it.

"This is?..." Song Pan'er was so shocked that she couldn't recover for a long time. Why did she suddenly enter this world?

Suddenly she forgot her sadness.

"This is the Fairyland of the Supreme Purity. I have attained the Tao through cultivation. Let's not talk about it for now. I will give you two spiritual talismans. You can go home alone with the spiritual talismans, and then burn the left spiritual talisman to ashes. Do not touch the right spiritual talisman yet.

"

As soon as he finished speaking, Song Pan'er returned to reality. When he looked around, Song Lin was nowhere to be seen.

If it weren't for the two magic talismans in his hand, he might have thought it was an illusion.

Song Pan'er remembered Song Lin's words and returned home alone.

My aunt was weak and unconscious on the bed.

Song Pan'er found a washbasin and burned the talisman paper with a fire stick.

As the talisman turned into ashes, a wisp of green smoke floated out and flew into my aunt's mouth and nose.

My aunt's complexion turned rosy at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Ahem! Wow!"

My aunt suddenly woke up and vomited a large mouthful of black blood.

Black blood flew out wisps of smoke, forming a huge human face.

The human face is covered with black mist, and the gender cannot be distinguished. The black smoke that is constantly evaporating and spreading in all directions is like the hair on the human face.

"How dare you break my spell!"

The person's face was filled with anger, and countless hairs were tangled towards the two of them.

Hair is as indestructible as steel wire.

Song Pan'er hugged her mother and closed her eyes, thinking that she might not be able to escape this time.

Bang!

Suddenly, the talisman in his arms shone brightly.

The golden light forms a golden shield, blocking the hair.

"Edict!!"

Suddenly, there was a strong sound of breaking through the void.

The man looked up and saw that the roof was broken through by a powerful force from the outside.

The wind howls, ghosts cry and wolves howl.

An invisible and transparent divine sword with faint traces of wind pierced his head.

Bang!!

The monster couldn't even scream, and was completely stunned on the spot.

This is the Feng Xia realm that Song Lin has mastered, which is equivalent to the fifth realm of pill formation.

After refining the wind sword, before channeling the spirit, it transformed into invisible wind, and the sword reached its peak in an instant.

The wind sword is invisible and has no quality, just like flying in the wind.

Faster than fire, softer than water.

Within a hundred miles, it's no problem to take the enemy's head with a flying sword.

If you use the Heavenly Escape Sword Technique of Ten Thousand Swords to Return to the Sect, you can summon a hundred-foot sword, which can also cause a large area of ​​damage.

Or maybe thousands of swords are fired at once.

Now, with just a sword of wind, the demon will be wiped out and will never be reincarnated.

When Song Pan'er told her mother what had happened, her aunt was so shocked that she could not recover for a long time.

Inside the cell, a middle-aged man was lying on the ground, staring blankly at the roof, wondering what he was thinking.

An unkempt old man next to him smiled and said, "What are you thinking about?"

"I'm thinking about my family. I don't know what my family will do if I die." This person is Song Jie.

He was thrown into jail without knowing it, and he was labeled as a corrupt person without knowing it.

Song Jie did not admit his corruption at all, but was forced to admit it by pressing his fingers.

He put all the corruption in the prison on his own head. As a former jailer, Song Jie knew how serious this was.

Not only will he be beheaded, his wife and daughter will also be imprisoned in the Jiaofang Division.

This was torture worse than death. Song Jie didn't know what to do.

"I hope Lin'er can help them."

Now we can only place our hope on Song Lin.

Song Lin was an official in the imperial court. As long as he could save his wife and daughter, it didn't matter whether Song Jie himself could survive.

Song Jie looked at the old man next to him. Seeing his slovenly appearance, he felt no sympathy and asked, "Why did you come in again?"

"I didn't come in. I made a special trip to see you this time."

The old man's descendants opened the door of the cell next to him and walked straight to Song Jie.

"I want to apologize to you. All this was arranged by me to find out the person behind you. You may have to suffer a little."

The old man said he was sorry, but his expression did not change at all, with a faint sarcastic smile hanging on the corner of his mouth.

"The person behind me? Song Jie is confused. He even thinks this old man is crazy."

"You don't need to know, he will come soon."

The old man didn't torture him to extract a confession, because he knew about Song Jie but didn't know either, so he didn't waste any words.

Thinking of this, the old man summoned a table and chairs, then conjured up a dish to go with the wine, and ate it with relish.

"By the way, including your son-in-law, although I am responsible for the death of their family, they did deserve to die. I will not kill people indiscriminately."

"you!"

Seeing such a magical scene, Song Jie already believed it in his heart.

Knowing that what happened to him was caused by the guy in front of him, Song Jie roared and wanted to rush over and beat him, but as soon as he took a step, he found that his feet were stiff and unable to move, as if he was imprisoned by an invisible force.

"Don't be anxious, the truth will be revealed in a moment. If you're hungry, eat something first.

"

The old man muttered to himself and began to introduce himself. According to what he said, he was from the Xuanzong period of the Tang Dynasty. His name was Xing Hepu, and he was one of the strongest mathematicians in the world.
To be continued...