"Why...why is this environment different from what you thought?"
Mr. Huang kept wiping the sweat on his forehead and looking around from time to time, as if trying to find a way out.
It's just that the surroundings are nothing but misty jungles. Mr. Huang doubts that he won't be able to get out on his own without anyone to lead the way!
Several other people were equally unbearable, and they followed the ghost while showing their trembling fear vividly.
Lu Daheng walked at the end of the team with his head lowered. He was also flustered and subconsciously felt that he was hypnotized.
But soon he felt that although the environment was deeply gloomy, the air was extremely refreshing.
Between breaths, his exhausted body seems to be rejuvenating?
The bone burial ground is not big yet, and it all depends on the formation and fog to affect the judgment of these people.
A few minutes later, the ghost took them for a circle before arriving at the simple farm on the top of the mountain.
The farm is not big, just three thatched houses in a row, and there is a stone round table and six round stools in the front yard of the house.
Mr. Huang looked at the stone stools, then at the number of people he was waiting for, and vaguely guessed that their destination had arrived.
Sure enough, the ghost leading the way pointed towards the stone benches and made a hoarse and unpleasant voice:
"go there!"
"sit!"
Mr. Huang was a little dazed when he heard the command tone. He hadn't heard such a tone in many years.
Ever since I became rich, everyone has been polite, whether they came for an inspection or to meet the experts.
Mr. Huang can't bear it in his life...well, he can continue to endure this grievance.
The six wealthy people showed a humble smile to the ghost, and then sat together around the stone table.
Squeak!
As soon as I sat down on my butt, there was a noise from around the hut.
Immediately, Mr. Huang, Lu Tycoon and the other six people were horrified to see a large number of strong rats appearing from all directions, gathering around them and surrounding them!
Fortunately, none of the six of them have trypophobia, otherwise they would have fallen into a coma on the spot!
"Jie Jie Jie!"
After feeling the tremendous pressure surrounded by rats for several seconds, a burst of creepy laughter suddenly broke the oppression.
Along with the sound, the door of the thatched house was opened.
The Taoist Rat, holding a cane and wearing a rat-pattern mask, slowly walked out.
In the eyes of the six people, the densely packed rats on the ground were like the tide receding, making way for the old cultivator, and then looking at him like stars over the moon.
I don't know if it was an illusion, but Mr. Huang and others always felt that these big rats were humane. Their eyes when they looked at the old practitioner were filled with awe and a hint of fanatical madness.
They saw the Rat Taoist walking towards them.
Realizing that this was probably the real owner, the six people stood up and bent down.
Keep a smile on your face and be as kind and kind as possible.
Su Ping glanced at the six people, grasped the crutch and tapped the ground lightly.
Suddenly, a breeze blew, blowing away the mist in the small courtyard. At the same time, the rats disappeared outside the small courtyard just as they had come.
"Old Bone Burying Rat Taoist, I have met all of you who are destined to be here!"
"I've seen the immortal master!"
Mr. Huang and others have never heard of the name of the burial ground, but this does not prevent them from making thunderous expressions and movements.
At the same time, I secretly recorded every word that Taoist Rat said in my heart, and I must analyze and study it carefully if I have the opportunity to go back.
In addition, as the rat tide had just arrived, this call also made them somewhat uneasy, and their movements became more and more cramped.
The Rat Taoist nodded slightly, and was not too polite to these mortals. He waved his sleeves and used the magic of controlling objects in conjunction with the storage bag, and praised the magic in his sleeves on the spot.
A teapot and six teacups appeared on the round table.
Then the teapot floated up with the help of the Object Control Technique, and a cup of hot tea was poured for each of the six people.
"sit!"
Taoist Rat gave the order, and the six people who were still bent over quickly sighed and sat down.
"Don't be afraid, the old man is not a bad person."
“I’m calling you lucky people here this time because I just want someone to help me with something.”
Taoist Rat said this and paused.
Sure enough, one of the six people wearing a wig immediately started to follow the words:
"It's an honor for me to see Master Immortal come to us if he has something to do!"
"Despite the Immortal Master's instructions, I won't even blink an eyebrow even if I lose everything, Xiao Huang!"
"Yes, I think so too, please just ask the immortal master!"
Several other people were also smart. When they heard someone speaking first, they quickly joined in.
I'm afraid that if I'm slow, I'll be judged as disrespectful.
In fact, if it weren't for the Taoist Rat in front of him and the surrounding environment, his style of painting would be wrong.
There is also the towering locust tree with a human face, which can give them a huge psychological impact even if they accidentally look at it.
Some of them were so thick-skinned that they might have gone down from the mountain like a fierce tiger a long time ago, kneeling with their heads on the ground to beg the immortal master to accept him as a disciple.
Even if he is not a formal disciple, it is still very good to be registered. Even if he is not a handyman, it is not unacceptable!
In front of Xian Yuan, face is nothing!
Looking at the expressions of the six people who were afraid of themselves but also eager and greedy for themselves.
Su Ping was very satisfied.
And he is also very satisfied with his incarnation.
The waistcoat of Taoist Rat is very tacky. It sounds very unseemly and even a bit obscene at first glance. The first impression is not good.
But in Su Ping's opinion, it was for these reasons that he chose such a vest.
You have to have such an unqualified vest to be suitable for contacting these guys in front of you and making it easy to make all kinds of requests.
In the eyes of these people, such a tacky evil cultivator would ask for help from a small boss like them who has some strength but not much.
And after encountering various inappropriate requests, he will spontaneously come up with reasons for them.
Otherwise, if Su Ping used his identity as Yunlai Sword Immortal to contact these greedy businessmen, and then make various worldly-related requests.
Not to mention whether the style of painting is right or not, after these people go back they will be muttering to themselves that the character design has collapsed.
The same is true for the big devil. The old monster from Montenegro can't just take over the mountain and become the king. What kind of style is it to go to a few small bosses to ask for manpower and material resources?
When something goes wrong, there must be a monster!
And more importantly, a villain with a low-level style such as Taoist Rat is more likely to be subconsciously thought to be narrow-minded and moody!
Such evil cultivators are just doing despicable things, shamelessly bullying ordinary people and taking revenge on ordinary people. It seems very reasonable, doesn't it?
This directly planted a thorn in the hearts of these destined people in advance, so that they did not have the courage to point guns at good people in the first place.
Invisibly, it saves Su Ping a lot of trouble!
"Your thoughts are appreciated."
"I am very satisfied with your attitude."
"Let's drink tea first. It's not a good tea, but it's a rare and spiritual tea for you."
Taoist Rat waited for everyone's agreement to subside before speaking again.
Then, Mr. Huang and others looked at the tea in the tea cups.
Even from a distance, the tea smells delicious!
But think about the experiences along the way and the image of Taoist Rat.
The first thing that comes to their mind are bad words such as chronic poison, voodoo, curse, etc.
But... Mr. Huang glanced at Taoist Rat, who seemed to be staring at them sinisterly, his breath getting colder and colder. He gritted his teeth and was the first to raise the tea cup and drink it all.
Immediately, a stream of heat rushed out from his abdomen, making his whole body warm and indescribably comfortable.
The other people also drank the hot tea, and they all realized the benefits of this tea.
Little did they know that the tea was made from tea leaves sent by casual cultivators from Jinque City.
Su Ping stopped drinking this low-quality spiritual tea after he started fishing.
And just for this pot of tea, the little black cat and puppy drank the previous pots of tea.
Now I am afraid that the psychological effect this pot can have is far greater than the actual effect.
But it seems that for these ordinary people who have come into contact with extraordinary substances for the first time, at least they can feel it for a short period of time.
Wait until they finish drinking the hot tea and the color of surprise appears in their eyes.
Su Pingcai continued in a deep voice:
"The reason why I'm here to find you is because I don't have a few more years to live, so some rules can't control me anymore!"
Mr. Huang and others were not happy when they heard that the extraordinary old cultivator in front of them had a good life in just a few years. Instead, they started to get chills on their backs.
Invincible people are scary, and they are about to die. Extraordinary monks who dare to ignore the rules... I'm afraid it's not even more scary!
They quickly stood up and bent down to listen.
"Ahem, I'm not afraid of death, I just don't want to bury my bones and end my inheritance."
"So... on the one hand, I want your help to find someone!"
"On the other hand, I plan to refine elixirs and make weapons, and I also need you to provide some material resources!"
"In exchange, you can all be my registered disciples at the burial ground."
