Gui Xinzi seemed very confident when he saw Ji Liao. Thinking that the two of them were grasshoppers on the same rope, he couldn't help but reminded him: "Although you have practiced sword energy and thunder sound, his ghost sword is invisible. If he attacks a sneak attack, I'm afraid you won't have time to perform sword skills and you will lose, so you must be careful from now on."

Ji Liao nodded and said, "I will pay attention."

Gui Xinzi's words reminded him.

Because now, there is obviously a sword holder, but who can guarantee that only one is coming. Although the ghost sword is not worth worrying, when will other sword holders appear? These are things that Ji Liao cannot predict.

Ji Liao said again: "Since you know the Yin Soul Sword, do you know the characteristics of other sword holders too?"

Gui Xinzi said: "I didn't ask, and I was going to tell you too. At present, I still know a sword holder, that is Chi Zhuiyang. It is not difficult for you to deal with this person. He has mastered the Yanyang Sword. In terms of the power of the sword, all sword holders should be the first, but if you have the sword energy and thunder sound, you will definitely win in a head-on manner. As for the others, I don't know much."

He paused and said, "I didn't tell you before, mainly because I didn't expect them to come so quickly. And I can see that you are focusing on your cultivation during this period. Even if you don't ask, I originally planned to tell you in the past two days."

Ji Liao nodded slightly. He didn't ask at the beginning, but also focused on integrating his own things. If he asked his opponent's background in advance, he would inevitably feel biased. When practicing, he would subconsciously think of ways to restrain his opponent. But he had just experienced a complete change two days ago. If he wasted time on this, it would have an adverse impact on his practice.

Now that he has digested the previous gains, he will use his opponents to deduce restraint methods, and there will be no impact.

There was a sound of footsteps outside, and Ji Liao smiled and said, "My father is here, Mr. Gui, please avoid it first."

Gui Xinzi nodded, and a faint smoke rose from his body. Finally, the smoke disappeared and no one else saw him. Ji Liao sensed that Gui Xinzi's breath disappeared, and he couldn't help but feel a little envious. According to Gui Xinzi, as long as he practiced to the realm of a real person, he could start practicing magic. What he had just cast was a magic that was stealthy and hidden.

Ji Shan walked in and saw Ji Liao standing in front of a corpse and asked, "Liao'er, what's going on? Why did I hear that the villa is haunted?"

Ji Liaobuji said slowly: "Don't worry, Father, this matter is not haunted. I have found out the truth and will be handled soon."

Ji Shan said: "What is the truth? You have to tell me clearly, otherwise I will feel uneasy."

Ji Liao shook his head at Ji Shan, obviously not intending to make it clear.

Ji Shan was not an ordinary person after all, so he said, "I believe you are in a proper way. Since you don't say it, there are naturally reasons not to say it, but my father is not capable at all. If there is any difficulty, I believe I can still help you a little, so don't take everything on yourself, it's very tiring."

Ji Liao felt a little moved, but telling the truth would only make Ji Shan even more worried. Since that's the case, why should he explain it clearly?

In fact, neither Chen Xiaohan nor Gui Xinzi were optimistic about Ji Liao. Gui Xinzi just wanted to survive and had no choice but to sign a contract with Ji Liao. In fact, he just said that he could help Ji Liao delay, rather than thinking that Ji Liao could really solve the next trouble.

But they didn't know what kind of person Ji Liao was. Although Ji Liao became a human, he was essentially a grass. If a grass seed fell on the bottom of the rock and was pressed by the rock, the grass seed could still take root and sprout and grow from the bottom of the rock.

Ji Liao is the same. No matter how dangerous the environment is, he will always find a way and will always survive tenaciously.

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The rumors of haunted villas spread among the people in the outer courtyard, and Ji Liao, the actual person in charge of the villa, did not stop these rumors. In the next two days, the people in the rivers and lakes continued to disappear, deepening their panic.

Finally, some people in the martial arts world couldn't help but escape down the mountain. With the first one, there was a second one. Even many servants in the Four Seasons Villa began to escape, and gradually fewer and fewer people in the villa.

There is a cliff behind Four Seasons Villa, and under the cliff is the Xijian River. At this time, Zhuo Qing was on the edge of the cliff, and there were sacks next to him. Zhuo Qing was throwing sacks one by one off the cliff and finally smashing them into the surging river. There are few people here, and no one notices what is happening here.

When he threw the last sack, Gui Xinzi walked out from behind a stone not far away and said, "Your young master said you can go back."

Zhuo Qing wiped his sweat. He brought the sacks, and they were all filled with people. These people were all murderers with bad records, but they followed the people from all gangs and sects to go up the mountain to eat and drink. Now Ji Liao took advantage of the matter of Yin Xiaoshan, the sword-holder, to catch these people and throw them into the river to feed the fish.

Zhuo Qing said: "Okay."

Gui Xinzi smiled and said, "You don't seem to like talking very much."

Zhuo Qing did not reply to him.

He used to talk a lot, but he has spoken less and less recently. This is what Manager Zhao taught him. He said that the more people do things, they often cannot talk too much, and the more they talk, the faster they die.

The more Ji Liao relied on Zhuo Qing recently, the more Zhuo Qing felt the heavy pressure, the less he dared to talk more.

Gui Xinzi looked at Zhuo Qing deeply, but had a different thought in his heart. He had no descendants and no personal disciples. Now he doesn't know when Ji Liao will be taken away by the people in the sect. How long Ji Liao can live and how long he can live. Therefore, Gui Xinzi inevitably has the intention to entrust his funeral, and Zhuo Qing happened to come into his sight.

This kid has the qualifications to practice, and the main meridians in his body have been opened, which is enough to bear what he has learned. However, there are many places for practitioners to examine when choosing disciples. I hope Zhuo Qing will not disappoint him.

One old and one young, we returned to the villa slowly.

Compared to the crowded city a few days ago, the villa is much quieter now.

However, in a villa, there was still a little joy. It was Ji Liao's maid Xiaoqin singing.

"The flowers fade and the green apricots are small... When the swallows fly, the green waters are around..."

Xiaoqin sings, Gu Weirui plays the piano.

And Four Seasons Villa seems to be the only place where there is no sorrow.

The lyrics and music were taught by Ji Liao, and the people who listened to it were Ji Liao.

Ji Liao was in the room in the other courtyard, and Ji Shan’s study was behind his room.

Tonight it is dark and the wind is stormy.

It's the good weather to kill people!

If someone has excellent eyesight at night, he can see a sedan chair appearing in the hazy moon, carried by eight sedan chairmen.
Chapter completed!