The little sister is good at playing Tik Tok, and the ancestor is the first on the list

"Anyway, no matter who you are, every wrong has its perpetrator. Go find the person who hurt you. My junior sister and I are good people, so don't bother us."

"I don't mean to pester you."

"Brother, I didn't mean to bother us. How many miles did you chase us?"

"I chased you because you ran."

"Nonsense! You're a ghost now! A vengeful spirit! Who wouldn't run away when seeing you? It's only because we have better psychological endurance that we would have been scared to death by you otherwise!"

There was a hint of guilt in Apia's eyes.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to. I just noticed that you have the same superficial things as me."

"Floating text? What floating text?"

"You can't see the golden Buddhist text. Only the caster and disembodied spirits like us can see it."

Xie Shijin didn't believe it and dragged Xie Fu to look around twice.

I didn't see any of the nonsense the other party mentioned.

Just as Xie Shijin was about to question him, the other party began to explain, "It's been three months since my death. During these three months, I have been observing that anyone who is planted with this kind of nonsense will die within a month."

Xie Shijin and Xie Fu's hearts skipped a beat.

Xie Shijin's expression became visibly tense. "Are you saying this kind of nonsense is a killing order?"

"Yes, this is a death mark. Despite my repeated warnings over the past three months, no one has escaped."

Xie Fu frowned, and suddenly thought of that weird Buddhist disciple, "Is it that person named Xuan Shi who did this?"

"It's most likely him. There aren't many Buddhist disciples in Baji Academy, and he's the only one I've come into contact with."

Xie Fu turned his gaze to Apia's face and began to wonder about his identity.

The other party also introduced himself: "My name is Ren Wushuang, and I am a cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage."

Xie Shijin was slightly shocked. "Your name is Ren Wushuang? Ren Wushuang, one of the three great sword masters of the Tianjian Sect?"

"Third Brother, do you know him?"

"We met once before. It seems this person has some connection with Second Senior Brother."

"Ah, I remember now. Senior Brother Wen seems to be known as one of the Three Great Sword Masters. Who is the other one?"

Ren Wushuang said: "The other person is Jin Mingce from the Wanjian Sect."

Xie Shijin asked with some confusion, "Didn't you say you were in seclusion practicing? How did you end up like this? No, how did you become a ghost?"

The problem is coming.

Who killed Ren Wushuang?

Who can kill Ren Wushuang?

"It all started when I first came to Baji Academy. My senior brother told me not to be obsessed with swordsmanship all day, but to learn more from the sect disciples. At first, I didn't take it seriously, but after my senior brother repeatedly mentioned it, I finally agreed to come to Baji Academy. Firstly, I could meet some new friends, and secondly, I could learn some new skills, such as alchemy and weapon forging."

"What happens after you get here?"

"On my first day at Baji Academy, I offended a female disciple named Nangong Songya. She was leading others to bully a Foundation Establishment disciple. I couldn't stand it, so I argued with her. Who would have thought that it was because of that incident that I offended her."

“But does Nangong Songya have such great ability?”

You have to know that Ren Wushuang is a cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage and is also an expert in swordsmanship. It is impossible for him to die at the hands of Nangong Songya.

And he wanted to kill her just because of a verbal dispute with her. Isn't this a bit too outrageous?

"Fellow Daoist, please do not underestimate this person. Nangong Songya is not as ignorant and foolish as she appears. On the contrary, she is extremely cunning."

Xie Fu said anxiously, "Tell me what happened next."

Ren Wushuang lowered his head and continued to recall, "Not long after I had a feud with Nangong Songya, the disciple I stood up for mysteriously disappeared. The academy concluded that the foundation-building disciple had trespassed into the secret realm in the back mountains without permission and died at the hands of a ferocious beast there."

"But I felt something was amiss, because that disciple was such a sincere and honest person. How could he have trespassed into the secret realm behind the mountain without permission? Later, I learned that this wasn't the first time something like this had happened to me. To uncover the truth about the innocent disciple who had died, I began to investigate the matter privately. Just as I had some clues, I met that Buddhist disciple."

When the Buddhist disciple Xuan Shi Ren Wushuang was mentioned, a hint of coldness appeared in his black pupils.

"He came up and said some insignificant things to me, and I didn't take it seriously at the time. Later I found out that he was probably just spreading rumors about me."

"What on earth is this floating text for?"

"It can be understood as a death mark, or as an invisible hunting order. Like I just told you, I've been here all this time and I haven't seen anyone escape from the floating text."

Xie Fu's face suddenly turned pale, "Brother, don't scare me!"

Xie Shijin: "I'm curious about how you were hunted down? Killing a Yuanying would make quite a commotion, and it's impossible for the elders of Baji Academy not to be alerted."

"It was the Buddha who entered my dream. I was killed in the dream and my body was thrown into a secret place in the back mountain. That's why the floating mark can kill people invisibly."

Xie Fu asked fearfully, "Isn't there any way to crack this?"

Ren Wushuang shook his head and said, "It's unavoidable."

"Damn it, I'm not sleeping tonight!"

"I've had people try this method, but it doesn't work for long. Although we are immortal cultivators, we haven't escaped the mortal realm yet. Staying awake all the time is unrealistic."

"That's because they don't value their lives as much as I do."

"Then you can give it a try, and I will help you."

"Thank you, you're such a nice ghost!"

"As a disciple of the Immortal Cultivator, I certainly don't want any more innocent fellow Taoists to die."

There was a flash of fire in the distance.

"Xie Fu, is that you guys?"

It was Leng Ying's voice.

Ren Wushuang said, "I'll leave first. If you still want to see me, light a stick of Lingxi incense at midnight and I will appear."

After Ren Wushuang disappeared, Leng Ying walked forward with a puzzled look.

"Xie Fu, you haven't gone back yet?"

"We're just about to go back."

Leng Ying asked tentatively, "Who were you talking to just now?"

"Oh, we just ran into—"

Xie Fu was about to talk about Ren Wushuang when Xie Shijin interrupted him, saying, "We're not talking to anyone. It's just me and my junior sister here."

Leng Ying asked Xie Fu, "Is that so?"

Xie Fu also immediately changed his tone and said, "Yes, I was chatting with Senior Brother Xie."

Leng Ying nodded and asked the two of them, "I need to know more about what happened tonight. How about you two come over to my place and have a seat?"

Xie Shijin laughed awkwardly, "Hahaha, no need. Ah Xu is due tonight, I have to go deliver the baby!"

Xie Fu was bewildered.

What’s Senior Brother Xue’s due date?

And deliver babies?!

Without giving Leng Ying a chance to react, Xie Shijin quickly pulled Xie Fu away.

Leng Ying stood there, watching their departing figures, her gaze gradually growing colder...