The purple light is long, and the water is rippling.

At this point, it's dusk. The day of black and white is intended to rotate. Liuzhen, which had been noisy for a day, finally gradually quieted down.

Everyone in Willow Town drank the water from that ancient well.

Today, Amu and Liuzhen are connected by their hearts and souls. Amu believes that the people in Liuzhen should not be in any danger at present. As long as someone is holding on to his soul, Amu will immediately feel it.

In Liu Town, there are nine hundred and ninety-one people, men, women, and children. If so, if you add the dead Mrs. Liu and the family of the Tailor Liu, then it is exactly nine hundred and ninety-nine.

The number of residents in Haihuangliu Town and Shuraliu Town is also exactly the same. The mirror-like existence of zài, this qiē, is definitely not a simple coincidence.

The soul of the people of Liuzhen is detained, and there is nothing left! Those were the words of the old mayor.

All the coffin souls are mine. No one can take it away! Those are the words of the strange young man in black.

"Liuzhen's soul, is it special? coffin soul, what does it mean? Why, there are two Liuzhen?"

Amu stood with his hands in his hands, in the backyard of the Wang family's ancient house, looking at the purple light diffused between the nine coffins, and frowned slightly. Liu Zhen, there must be unknown secrets.

At the same time, Amu also wanted to know where the magic circle formed by the remnants of the nine coffins led to. What kind of world is that side of the purple light?

However, even if it was the ninefold consummation of the Heavenly Immortals, Amu still couldn't enter. Whether it was Master Molang or Aunt Phantom Flower, they didn't leave any method for Amu.

Immortal power locks the soul, and the Buddha's light shines! Amu, who has been staring at the purple water. In his mind, a light suddenly flashed, and his heart suddenly moved.

But. At this moment, Shen Yan entered from the front yard and walked in front of Amu.

"Wang Han, the old mayor is here!"

"Hmm!" Amu nodded, then turned and headed straight for the front yard. Shen Yan glanced at the door of the nine coffins, and couldn't help but sigh.

Even if there is a Superior Evil Venerable level inheritance. Shen Yan can only sigh hopefully.

Wang's house, front yard.

At this time, the black sun is in the sky. The rotation is complete. The old house of the Wang family, tens of thousands of years, the unlit ancient lamp was lit to illuminate the entire courtyard. That is the hope and light of Yoojin.

Green smoke curls. The fragrance of tea is scattered.

Antique stone table. There is a celadon pot and two tea bowls.

The old mayor was invited by Amu to come to Wang's house. In a hurry, the old mayor was a little tired, but his eyes were still clear.

Since, Wang Fan and Hua Niangzi mysteriously disappeared. This old mansion of the Wang family has never entered any Liuzhen people again. Though. The old mayor has lived for more than 3,000 years, and his mood is indifferent, but today he entered the old mansion of the Wang family, and he was also quite excited.

The Wang family is the god of Liuzhen. The old residence of the Wang family is a holy place. Now, I can go around the Wang family and die without regrets.

"Immortals!" the old mayor was still a little reserved. Because, today, they all saw the miracles of Amu and Shen Yan.

"Old mayor, you're welcome, please take a seat!" Amu smiled, "You only treat me as an ordinary Liuzhen person. It's good if you call me Amu, all the people in Liuzhen call me that. ”

Amu's words, in fact, the old mayor didn't understand it very well. Because, he has never been out of Kuching in his life, and he doesn't know that the so-called sea wasteland world has an identical Liuzhen.

However, the old mayor didn't ask much, because he could feel Amu's sincerity.

"Okay!" After all, he is a person who has lived for more than three thousand years, the old mayor's restrained expression eased slightly, and then nodded with a smile and sat opposite Amu.

Amu picked up the teapot and poured a cup of tea for the old mayor.

"Old mayor, drink tea and moisten your throat!"

The old mayor, this time you are not welcome, after a busy day, I really need a cup of tea to refresh myself.

Pick up the teacup and tap the lid lightly. Just the fragrance of tea made the old mayor clear for a while, and he seemed to be dozens of years younger.

"Good tea!" said the old mayor, secretly in his heart, but he didn't dare to comment on it, and then took a sip gently.

The entrance is slightly astringent, but in an instant, the tongue is fragrant, and the heart is self-evident.

At the same time, the old mayor felt that his whole person was refreshed, and even a little light, and all the fatigue was swept away.

"Good tea!fairy tea!" The old mayor didn't want to comment on the tea of the immortals, but this voice was definitely from the bottom of his heart.

Amu smiled faintly.

"Old mayor, if you like it, I'll give you some!"

When the old mayor heard this, his eyes couldn't help but light up. Immortal tea, how can it be easy to obtain?So, the old mayor, involuntarily nodded.

Tea, naturally, is good tea. Moreover, this is made by Shen Yan himself, and the taste is naturally different.

When the body and mind are slightly tired, tea is far better than wine.

"Old mayor, tonight, I invite you to come, I have a few questions, I would like to ask you!" Amu also took a sip of the tea bowl. Removing the old mayor's nervousness, he began to get to the point.

"Immortal...... Amu ......, "The old mayor finally calmed down, "If you have anything, just ask, as long as my old man knows, he must say everything!"

"Old mayor, about six hundred years ago, I came to Liuzhen!" Amu sighed slightly, "I also exchanged cups with Uncle Liu, who passed away yesterday!"

"Alas!" the old mayor also sighed, "I heard Brother Liu talk about it!"

"But, Uncle Liu, I don't know who I am!" Amu glanced at the Wang family's old mansion, "Old mayor, your so-called Wang Fan is my master, and Hua Niangzi is my aunt." It's just that in Liu Town that day, they may not all be their true faces. They are all extremely powerful immortals. Because, for some reasons that I don't fully understand, I practiced in Liuzhen. ”

Regarding Amu is the Wang family, the old mayor has never questioned it. Because, if it weren't, Amu would never have been able to enter the Wang family's ancient mansion. Amu's words just let the old mayor know his specific identity.

At this point, Amu paused, then looked at the old mayor.

"The old mayor, Liu's old uncle Zeng Yun, first there is the Wang family house, and then there is the Liujia town, is that true?" This is Amu's first question.

"Well, that's right!" the old mayor put down the tea bowl and said affirmatively, "The ancestor once said that Liu Zhen was created by the Wang family. Here in Kuching, there are no villages, only primitive mountains and forests. ”

"Is there really a portrait of the Wang couple in the old mayor's house?"

"There is indeed a portrait that many old people in Liuzhen have seen. The Wang couple in the painting are also in a purple dress in Tsing Yi. Originally, my family had been worshipping it for generations. However, 3,600 years ago, he disappeared inexplicably. Father, I can't afford to be sick because of that!" the old mayor shook his head.

Amu nodded, it seems that what Uncle Liu said that day was completely true. And with Amu's speculation, it must have been Master Wang Jue who took the portrait with him when he came to the Shura realm again.

"Old mayor, where did the most primitive inhabitants of Naliu Town come from?" Amu asked a crucial question. Of course, he didn't expect the old mayor to give a clear answer.

Amu just hopes to have a direction to think.

"Huh?" the old mayor, who never seemed to have thought about this question, couldn't help but be stunned.

"It should be the people of Kuching!" the old mayor gave a speculative answer.

"Oh?" Amu smiled, "Is there a family tree in the old mayor's house?"

"Of course, but—" The old mayor shook his head, "that genealogy goes back to 100,000 years at most. ”

"100,000 years ago!" the corners of Amu's mouth curled, "Then that means that 100,000 years ago, the past of the people of Liuzhen was blank!"

"Yes, to put it this way. The old mayor groaned.

Amu raised an eyebrow, then asked again.

"Today, the Tailor Liu's family was detained and died. The old mayor hurriedly buried them, and said that the souls of our people in Liuzhen were detained, and there was nothing. What does that mean?"

The old mayor sighed and said, "The mayor of Liuzhen is also the patriarch. The old vein has been passed down for 27 generations. Each generation of patriarchs will have some special explanations before they die. ”

"Oh?" Amu's heart moved.

"The portrait is missing, and my father thinks it is a sign of calamity. Liu Zhen is afraid of a big disaster, and before he died, he told me that Liu Zhen people, reincarnated in the world, will definitely not disperse. However, if there is a monk who detains the soul of the people of Liuzhen, then this person will disappear. Can't be in the town of Samsaragi anymore. The old mayor said quite solemnly.

Amu listened carefully and did not interject.

"Moreover, in my vein, there is still Zu Xun left!" the old mayor looked at Amu Dao.

"What ancestral teaching?" Amu was slightly stunned.

The old mayor paused, and then said word by word.

"There is a catastrophe in Liuzhen, and the soul is outside the world. Thousands of people kowtowed, and the door of the king's house opened. Green shirts and purple clothes, people go to the heart. Shura is immeasurable, and the soul leads to the coffin. ”

"Huh?" Amu listened, and his heart moved, "Old mayor, who left these words?"

"It should be, the Wang family!" the old mayor sighed, "Because, every qiē in Liuzhen belongs to the Wang family!"

"There is a catastrophe in Liuzhen, and the soul is outside the world. Shura is immeasurable, and the soul leads to the coffin. These sixteen words, for Amu, are the key points.

Soul detention, Shura, immeasurable, sea wilderness, Liuzhen, coffin soul, coffin?

These words kept coming up in Amu's mind, and then wandering and combining. At that moment, it was like deducing a forbidden map. Many possibilities are deduced in Amu's mind.

Boom –

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration struck. In Amu's mind, it suddenly seemed to explode.

Human coffin!

Only those two words float in my mind.

And at this moment, Amu's heart suddenly tightened.

Because, there are people from Liuzhen, who are being detained! (To be continued......)