This girl is a streetwalker in the demon world

“So, I came here.”

Wu Baiquan shared his experience with everyone. After that, he didn't even dare to look up. He just stared at the ground blankly and said self-deprecatingly: "I come from a poor family. I'm not like you who are all from noble families. I don't have any special talents. I'm just a thief whose family was destroyed by an evil cultivator!" He emphasized the last word with a particularly heavy tone. It seemed that he really cared about his past experiences.

But what An Ling was more concerned about was the familiar place name - Wuzhou!

Wuzhou, mountain village, ghost skeleton, old man Wujiu...all of these matched. There was a survivor in the village where Wu Yu, the abbot of Qingfeng Temple, and senior brother Tang Feng went. Fate was really wonderful. After many twists and turns, he finally embarked on the path of cultivating immortals and met An Ling.

An Ling sighed, "Brother Wu, I guess when Elder Wu took you away, he should have helped you deal with the subsequent causes and effects. You don't have to worry too much. Go talk to Elder Wu when you have time... If you didn't leave at that time, but stayed in the village, you might have become the second brother of Qingfeng Temple in Hongliu Town..."

"What?" Wu Baiquan was a little confused.

An Ling then relayed what Tang Feng had told her to Wu Baiquan, and explained, "The next day, two mortal monks passed by. They felt very guilty for not being able to save you in time, and they will never forget it for the rest of their lives."

Wu Baiquan was silent, but Murong Ziqiu changed his usual behavior and hugged his shoulders tightly, "Baiquan, fate is so cruel and wonderful. I, Murong Ziqiu, am really lucky to know you in this life. Is the friendship between the four of us based on the so-called background? No, none of them. We are together because we can play together and care about each other." There was another sentence he didn't say, that is, Wu Baiquan stole things in order to survive. After he came to the Sword Sect, he never had any crooked thoughts and never stole their things. This proves that Wu Baiquan is a good person. Although what he did violated public order and good customs and laws, no one can accuse a person who doesn't want to do bad things on the premise that "orphans cannot get survival guarantees."

Wu Baiquan wiped the tears and snot from his face and nodded gently, but he couldn't say a word. He didn't know what to say to express his complicated feelings. At this moment, he could only remain silent.

"I'm sorry, Senior Brother Wu, for bringing up your sad memories..." An Ling said, "But now, we have a deeper understanding of Elder Wuque... the evil cultivator who controls the Ghost Skeleton."

"I... will definitely kill him..." Wu Baiquan raised his head slightly, with unquenchable anger and resentment in his eyes, "His name is Old Man Wujiu, right..." He repeated the name "Old Man Wujiu" several times in a low voice, his teeth chattering lightly, as if he was eating his flesh raw.

An Ling sighed, "Before, he was hunted by evil cultivators and no one knows where he escaped to. Evil people like him should go to hell and suffer the eighteen levels of punishment!"

Shao Shuang'er took out a candy from her storage ring, peeled off the candy wrapper, and stuffed it into Wu Baiquan's mouth. "Want to have some candy? This is a rare item I brought back from the imperial capital. Come and try it."

Wu Baiquan only felt a sweet and sticky taste exploding between his lips and tongue, causing his brain to be briefly short-circuited by the dopamine brought by the sugar.

"I think I understand now. Everything was caused by this 'Old Man Wuque', right?" Shao Shuang'er asked.

An Ling shook her head. "That's not the case. Even if he wasn't there, the Immortal Emperor's Mausoleum would have appeared one day. It's just that he brought this process forward, and it has become a problem for our generation."

"I just want to know whether the Futian Army and other people who are looking for the Immortal Emperor's Tomb have ever found the real location of the Immortal Emperor's Tomb?"

Murong Ziqiu asked: "What do you mean?"

"Old Man Wuqiu committed a murder in the Central Plains and then fled to the East China Sea. In other words, the Immortal Emperor's Mausoleum that he accidentally opened was in the Central Plains. In this way, his escape route was correct."

"But the question is, why did Senior Li Wanjian go to the East China Sea? Why did my master, the Three Immortals of the East China Sea, lose contact with the others? Someone even told me that they were dead."

"Who are the Three Immortals of the East Sea?"

An Ling explained, "They are a team composed of the sect's former elder, Senior Yu Langyu, and her two sworn brothers. They often help the people in the East China Sea area by exorcising demons and monsters, and are deeply loved by everyone, so they are called the 'Three Immortals of the East China Sea'. To be honest, I am also one of the admirers of the Three Immortals of the East China Sea. If it weren't for them, I would have died at the claws of the sea monster long ago, let alone embark on the path to immortality."

Now everyone understood, and Murong Ziqiu suddenly realized, "It turned out to be Elder Yu! She is really a strange person. Her story alone is enough to tell for three days and three nights."

"Then what is the relationship between Elder Yu and the Futian Army? They have nothing in common..." Shao Shuang'er tried hard to think about the connection between Yu Lang and the Futian Army, and finally just shook her head in confusion.

"I can't say for sure, but I absolutely believe in my masters," An Ling said, "If we can find them, then everything will be clear."

Having said that, Murong Ziqiu coughed twice and reminded An Ling in a voice transmission: "Junior sister, even Elder Yu is missing. I think you should stop investigating. I have a very dangerous feeling, and these things are not suitable for everyone to know." An Ling was a little too concerned about the matters related to the Immortal Emperor and the Way of Heaven. Even if she really cared about these things, she also had to consider Shao Shuang'er and Wu Baiquan.

An Ling was stunned for a moment, as if nothing had happened. She stood up and clapped her hands, saying, "Everyone is tired today, why don't we go back to the cave to rest? We can train again tomorrow, how about that?"

Murong Ziqiu has a high emotional intelligence. He smiled and grabbed the arms of Shao Shuang'er and Wu Baiquan, "Then I won't disturb you, Junior Sister. We will meet here tomorrow at 5 p.m."

Watching the three people's receding backs, An Ling walked back to the cave a little disappointed. To be honest, she did get a little carried away just now. Some things should not have been said. Now that she has said them, she has involved them. She doesn't know whether it is a blessing or a curse.

"My lousy mouth!" An Ling slapped her own lips and cursed, "It must have been too long since I talked to anyone about these things that I've been holding in my heart for, so I just poured them all out today. The more I talk, the more mistakes I make! Don't say it again next time..."

She walked back to her cave with a heavy heart, ready to look after the world in the sandbox for a while.

……

Just after the few people parted, the "storage ring" that Shao Shuang'er was wearing suddenly flashed, and then returned to calm.

Kunlun Sanren, who was thousands of miles away, heard everything the four people were talking about. He twirled his goatee and smiled mysteriously.