Stone slabs of various sizes cover the entire dirt floor, and the houses are lined up like a small village.

The direction Fang Yan went to was the depths of the village.

The whole forty-three villages cover an area of about seven or eight miles, with a total of more than 1,000 houses. Even if one person lives in each house, it can accommodate more than 1,000 people at the same time.

It is conceivable that in the glory of Jintao Village, there was a mixed scene of monks here.

But now, most of the houses here have been vacated, and what Fang Yan wants to go to is a somewhat special vacant house.

This is already a very deep place among the forty-three villages, so Fang Yan chose to find his temporary residence here.

The place where Yan stood at the moment was already two-thirds of the entire forty-three stockades, and the vast majority of the monks lived near the exit of the stockade, and there were hardly any monks living here.

Fang Yan looked at these almost well-trimmed houses, and finally chose a place that didn't look big.

The door in front of me was closed, and there was no sign on the door, so it was supposed to be a borderland.

Fang Yan breathed a sigh of relief, and then injected a spiritual power into a groove in this door.

After doing so, only Fang Yan was able to use his spiritual power to open this door.

Unless Fang Yan leaves this place for a long time, this spiritual power will gradually dissipate and become a borderless land again.

Subconsciously using his divine sense, Fang Yan wanted to check the situation in the house, but found that this house had the effect of isolating his divine sense.

Fang Yan casually scanned the adjacent houses with his divine sense, and found that it was the same.

It seems that even in the forty-third village, Jintao Village has invested a lot of money to build houses. However, it is also very likely that it is because of the abundant resources of the Ninggu mainland, which are just ordinary actions.

Seeing this, Fang Yan no longer hesitated to push open the door, but he didn't want a sudden golden light to strike, Fang Yan immediately dodged it.

"Who?"

A voice as clear as the moon came from the house.

This golden light didn't seem to be a sword qi, nor was it emitted by a magic weapon, but it made Fang Yan feel a chill in his heart.

"Who are you?"

Fang Yan looked at the house vigilantly, but was surprised to find that the house was empty.

"It's a girl!"

As this beautiful voice sounded, a man with wet black hair draped over his body, and only a shirt in a hurry, walked out of the back room of the house.

It seemed that the man was bathing just now.

"Girl, didn't anyone teach you not to look at indecent things?"

The upright figure of the visitor was loosely draped in a white undershirt, and there were a few drops of water on his broad shoulders, and his eyes were shining like stars.

With his arrival, the whole burrow suddenly lit up, and it really responded to the sentence that was as bright as a jade tree before the wind.

This person's cultivation is not high, in Fang Yan's opinion, it is only the spiritual cultivation period, but he didn't know what kind of magic weapon it was just now, and it was a little powerful.

"I'm sorry!"

Fang Yan was slightly stunned, and then couldn't help but speak.

"The girl came to visit in the starry night, I don't know what to do?

The person who came quickly dried his hair with mana, and then took out a coat from the storage ring and put it on, hiding the entire neck in the collar, as if he was afraid that Fang Yan would plot against him, and looked at Fang Yan with some dissatisfaction.

......

This person was probably born of the wrong gender!

This was Fang Yan's first reaction, after all, what man would be like a woman, so afraid of being seen, even his neck was afraid of being looked at by Fang Yan.

"Hehe, this fellow Daoist, although I was wrong before, this room seems to be mine, right?"

That's right, after Fang Yan learned from the previous cultivator that this was a house that had been vacant all along, he became interested in this place.

So I wanted to take advantage of the night to come here to find out.

This is because it has been vacant since 100 years ago.

Why is this so?

Legend has it that this house is haunted.

As a monk, of course, I am not afraid of such rumors, not to mention that even if there is any evil spirit, even a nurturing monk, it can be easily cleaned up.

But because of this rumor, the house has been vacant.

It's not that the monks who are not curious have come here to find out, but it is a pity that these monks will take the initiative to move out of here after entering the house for less than three days, and no monk can live here for three days.

The monks could not tell what had happened in the past three days, and rumors of the haunting of the house had been circulating.

As for the high-level figures in Jintaozhai, it is not easy to say whether they know about this matter. But even if they knew, no high-level figure would have the leisure to pay attention to it, after all, this was just a village ranked forty miles away.

Fang Yan was naturally very curious about this, and more importantly, she had Xiaobai by her side, even the dream spirit could be exceeded, so she was naturally not afraid of this ghost legend.

Moreover, there may be some unexpected gains, this is Fang Yan's main purpose.

Unexpectedly, there was already a man living in the house that had never been inhabited before.

He was able to bathe here, apparently wanting to live here for a long time.

This made Fang Yan very dissatisfied in his heart.

"Oh, the girl is so unreasonable!

I don't know what the girl used to open the house that I had been infused with.

But the owner of this house is obviously me, why does the girl turn black and white upside down and insist that this house is yours?"

The man seemed to be laughed at by Fang Yan's words, and his tone was condensed.

"Hehe, don't you want to talk this nonsense! This house has obviously been injected with spiritual power by me!"

Fang Yan was also a little angry by what he said, the house where he had just entered his spiritual power, obviously he had never recognized the master, but this person was talking nonsense like this, he was really blind to his skin.

"The girl is really sharp-toothed!"

The man's tone was cold: "Why don't we go and see, who does this house belong to?"

As the man spoke, he looked at Fang Yan, who was naturally not afraid, and walked out of the room with him.

Then, after closing the door, the man immediately entered spiritual power in the groove above.

In an instant, the unthinkable happened!

The door of the house, which had already been infused with spiritual power by Fang Yan and had temporarily made the house recognize its owner, was opened like this.

"Can the girl see clearly?"

The man looked at Fang Yan.

Fang Yan was already a little suspicious in his heart, because the scene just now had already explained the fact that this man was indeed the owner of this house.

But Fang Yan's previous matter of inputting spiritual power could not be faked, so Fang Yan was a little speechless for a while.

"Then do you dare me to give it a try?"

Fang Yan was still unwilling, so he handed over the house to others.