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"This is the broken part." Ji Jiu knew it clearly.

He flipped his hands and put away the white jade hairpin he found in the cave, indicating that the mountain god can go back.

The mountain god of this nameless mountain, as if he had received an amnesty, hurriedly saluted respectfully, and hid in the mountain again.

"Brother Ji, what should we do next?" Sedum asked.

"Look for the descendant of your friend." Ji Jiuxu said.

Since Ye Xi hid the white jade hairpin here, it must be something difficult for Ye Xi.

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Afterwards, the group of three escaped in stealth, left Huashan, and came to a village about forty miles away from Huashan.

The scene in front of them made Ji Jiuxu and the others silent.

This village near Mount Hua was originally supposed to be a peaceful scene with smoke curling up from the kitchen and dogs and chickens smelling each other.

Now, it is deserted!

Looking around, the earth is dry and cracked,

A bare forest, all bark gnawed, the trees dead long ago,

Visibly visible on the side of the road, there are some dense bones scattered.

There are a few crows with bloodshot eyes, frantically pecking at the bones, trying to find some food to satisfy their hunger.

When they found nothing, those crows croaked again, and flew to the next place, leaving only a miserable and terrifying sound...

This scene gave people the feeling that they had entered a ghost land, rather than a human village.

The bones are exposed in the wild, and there is no cock crowing for thousands of miles.

It is the scene after the great drought.

It is in stark contrast to the Huashan Mountain where the immortals lived in seclusion just now.

"This is at the foot of Mount Hua! Where are the immortals? Why are they indifferent?" Sedum became angry immediately, and a powerful momentum was about to spread out.

"Take it back!" Ji Jiuxu snorted.

"Yes." Although Sedum was full of anger, she honestly withdrew her momentum.

Now under the training of Ji Jiuxu, his cultivation base is already a top-grade golden immortal, and he can barely be called a strong man in the lower realm.

"Immortals don't eat fireworks in the world. To them, these things may just pass away." Fairy Baihua sighed softly, but her tone revealed disappointment.

This kind of ruthless immortal is not her way of immortality.

Ji Jiuxu was silent, he thought of another aspect.

If it is true that Taibai Jinxing told him that Buddhism's trip to the white horse is related to the severe drought in the Central Plains, then this matter is worth investigating.

There are quite a few immortals living in seclusion in Mount Hua. It is impossible for all of them to be inhumane. There must be immortals who want to help the disaster-stricken human race.

But why no one shot?

Obviously, fear!

Those who can cultivate to become immortals, especially in Nanbubuzhou where there are many mortals, have good scheming and insight, and they will definitely be able to detect the mystery behind this drought.

They are just a group of casual cultivators, how dare they offend Buddhism?

Even if you dare to offend, the final outcome may not be too good.

Ji Jiuxu didn't doubt the means of those bald heads at all.

Talking about desire and compassion, when they want to drink blood and eat meat, they will definitely not look better than those crows.

"People in this village are dying and fleeing. Will the Ye family's father and son also..." Fairy Baihua worried.

"No, I left a chance for the Ye family. Their physique is different from ordinary people. This kind of catastrophe will not endanger their lives." Jing Tian said.

Ji Jiuxu didn't waste time, he called out the land god here, and after some inquiries, he found out that the Ye family and his son had moved to Shilin Town not far from here.

"Ye Fan, Ye Xi."

After discovering these clues, Ji Jiuxu really wanted to know how these two mortals had anything to do with this severe drought.

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A villa outside Shilin Town is where the Ye family father and son live now.

The originally bustling and bustling villa now looks desolate and deserted.

After the old owner Ye Fan passed away, the young owner Ye Xi dismissed all the servants.

This originally handsome young man is now getting more and more haggard. He stays alone in the villa all day long, staring at a memorial tablet and a painting in a daze.

Ye Fan's name was written on the tablet.

In the painting, there is a girl in green with a smile on her mouth. Just through the traces of brush and ink, you can see the girl's frankness and innocence.

It can be seen that the painter's skill is superb.

"Father." Ye Xi looked at the memorial tablet, pain and resentment flashed in his eyes.

"Little fish..." He looked at the painting again, looking at the person in the painting, his eyes became determined again.

"Who is Xiaoyu?" Suddenly, a different voice sounded in the empty room.

At the same time, three figures suddenly appeared, it was Ji Jiuxu and the others, and it was Ji Jiuxu who asked the question.

"Who is it!" Ye Xi's expression changed drastically, his whole body's mana flowed, he tossed flexibly, and retreated to the distance, with an extra dagger in his hand, looking at the three figures vigilantly.

"Ye Fan is dead." Ji Jiuxu's eyes fell on the memorial tablet, a little disappointed, but he was inexplicably relieved.