Under Yun Rong's smiling and questioning gaze, Peach Blossom Mao'er's lazily narrowed eyes widened little by little, and his eyes were extremely human and looked at her with disbelief.
The hair on his back also exploded one by one.
The woman covered her mouth and smiled sweetly, telling lies with her eyes open: "Look at this little peach blossom, she is so happy that her hair is about to fly."
Yun Rong originally thought that she had been well taken care of by this kitten these days, and all she could give in return was a few sweet dates.
Now I have a little daughter-in-law who comes to my door. She can tell me that the beauty of a grown cat is the best reward.
It's just that Yun Rong didn't understand the various habits of the cat, and thought it was making its fur fly. As the woman said, it was so happy that its fur would fly.
Yun Rong reached out and stroked Peach Blossom's head, then wrapped his arms around its waist, trying to lift it off his body.
"Meow--------"
Peach Blossom's cry was so shrill and heartbreaking that her limbs and claws grabbed the clothes on Yun Rong's shoulders, making her beard tremble with anger.
If you don't know about this news, you might think that an innocent and decent woman in the house is being forced into prostitution by evil men.
The woman saw this.
Yes, I didn’t like her Cuihua.
Yun Rong was also startled by its huge reaction, so he had to relax his grip, looked at the woman and said helplessly: "My peach blossom is still young, I'm afraid I haven't thought about finding a wife so early."
The woman laughed dryly, picked up the little female cat that was moaning resentfully, and looked at Taohua who had hidden the cat's head in Yun Rong's shoulder. She said with regret on her face: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter."
After distributing the herbs from house to house, and returning to the jujube tree, Yun Rong mentioned the cat's stamina, looked it up and down for a long time, and said, "I can't tell, you little thing has quite a high vision, and you have such a good sign." Even the little female cats in your family are dissatisfied. Could it be that you already have a wife who is protecting your female cat like a jade?"
'Peach Blossom', who had been noisy for a while, became extremely quiet now, looking at her quietly with aqua blue eyes, her expression unpredictable.
Somehow, Yun Rong was actually a little guilty by the little look in his eyes.
She took out a date and fed it to the cat: "Okay, don't be angry. If you don't like it, then just don't mess with other little female cats. I'm delivering medicine today and I got a new pot of wine. Do you want to try the peach blossom?"
The cat's eyelids are so wide that he has no love in his life.
This peach blossom nickname became more and more easy to pronounce.
On weekdays at Baituo Mountain, Yun Rong likes to dance with the sword in the dark at night. The state of mind, half drunk, half awake, half dreaming, half awake, makes it easier for her to realize new sword skills.
It's just that it's hard to get out the snow-washing sword now. The old sword is gone, and drinking alone under the moon makes me feel a little lonely.
The moon rises in the west, one person, one cat, one pot and one wine.
Yun Rong drank a lot, but the cat next to him was very inexperienced. After a few sips, he staggered around, held his tail like a ball, and rolled down the small slope.
Seeing Mao'er's drunken state, Yun Rong couldn't help but laugh. This little Taohua was just like his junior brother, he drank too much and started rolling around when he got drunk.
After drinking a pot of turbid wine, Yun Rong picked up the kitten that had rolled away, stuffed it into his sleeve, then leaned against the jujube tree and fell asleep quietly.
Life in Xiaozhoushan is ordinary and poor, but Yun Rong can settle down anywhere and be free from hardship.
Slowly appreciate the fireworks in the world, watch everything leisurely for a long time, worry is not stained on the eyebrows, sleep on the stars and sleep all night until dawn.
Calculating the time, there is still one month left, Yun Rong's Xiaozhoushan Sipao period is about to expire.
I thought that the days would go by like this, but unexpectedly something happened.
Recently, an epidemic suddenly broke out in the village. Although Yun Rong collected herbs every day to treat it, the epidemic was so severe that the elixir she collected could not cure this deadly epidemic at all.
Xiaozhoushan is located in Penglai, has rich spiritual energy, and is far away from war. According to common sense, plagues and epidemics rarely occur.
Immortals and gods do not observe the suffering in the world, and whether Xiaozhoushan is a blessing or a calamity all follows the truth of nature.
Fortunately, the epidemic did not spread for long, and a Taoist priest came to various villages in Xiaozhoushan.
He took mountain spring water every day, turned it into water with talismans, and brewed it into a treasure pot around his waist for three days. After drinking from the spring water in the pot, he was able to cure the current epidemic.
A reasonable rescue operation made this wandering Taoist man regarded as a god by the villagers of Xiaozhoushan, who respected and worshiped him day and night.
Just when Yun Rongsi's deadline was approaching, the Taoist priest came to Rongjia Village and distributed spring water to the villagers to protect their lives and detoxify.
The spring water contained in a small gourd can be used by the whole village.
The woman at the entrance of the village who was familiar with Yun Rong eagerly pulled Yun Rong to go together to ask for the life-saving spiritual spring.
Yun Rong said: "I have not been infected with the epidemic, so why do I need to do it multiple times?"
The woman kindly advised: "Even though you, Miss Yun, have strong bones and are not infected with the epidemic, there are epidemics everywhere in the village. Who knows you will be infected one day? That immortal's spiritual spring is very powerful, and you are If you drink it in advance, you won’t be afraid of being harmed by the virus, right?”
Yun Rong glanced at the woman fixedly and said with slightly focused eyes: "Aunt Zeng, did you also drink that Taoist's spring water?"
Aunt Zeng slapped Yun Rong dissatisfied: "What Taoist? That's Wong Tai Sin! How can you be so disrespectful?"
Wong Tai Sin…
Yun Rong frowned when he heard the name of the three religions and nine streams that he didn't know where it came from.
Thanks to Aunt Zeng's diligent efforts, Yun Rong was brought to Wong Tai Sin, the rescuer.
The Huang Daxian described by Aunt Zeng is a Taoist with white hair and childish face. As his name suggests, he wears an earth-yellow Taoist talisman, carries a three-foot peach wood sword, and is holding a yellow wood gourd in his hand to distribute anti-epidemic talisman springs to the villagers.
It was getting late at this time, and it had been a while since this Taoist came to Rongjia Village. There were not many people queuing up to receive the epidemic relief fountain.
When Aunt Zeng came with Yun Rong, they happened to be waiting in line.
When the Taoist surnamed Huang saw Yun Rong, his hand holding the gourd suddenly stopped.
Aunt Zeng hurriedly smiled respectfully and said: "Huang Taixian, this is Miss Yun from our village. Please give me a bowl of spring water to resist the epidemic."
Taoist surnamed Huang smiled, looked away from Yun Rong, took out an empty bowl, raised the gourd and was about to tip it over. Unexpectedly, the gourd tipped over, but not a drop of spring water came out.
"This..." Aunt Zeng became nervous all of a sudden. How could she carry it like this? As soon as Miss Yun arrived, she was gone.
The zodiac man waved his hand, indicating that there was no need to be nervous: "It's just that the magic talisman has been used up. Girl, would you like to go back to the house with me to get it?"
Yun Rong smiled and said: "I'm afraid it's inappropriate to be alone with a man and a woman."
Aunt Zeng said anxiously: "What a lonely man and widow? Huang Taixian is a Taoist, how can he be so particular about it?"
The Zodiac Man was rejected without any dissatisfaction on his face, and his fingers seemed to be groping for the gourd unconsciously.
There was an undetectable black line between Aunt Zeng's wrinkled neck, but she never noticed it.
The smile in Yun Rong's eyes deepened. She raised her hand and touched the cat's head on her shoulder, and said, "Aunt Zeng is right. Please ask this Taoist priest to lead the way."
Aunt Zeng looked at Yun Rong with a strange look on her face, feeling that her attitude was very strange.
She was obviously asking for immortal elixir to save her life, but what about her calm and commanding tone?
Don't be afraid of making the immortal unhappy.
Fortunately, Huang Taixian didn't get angry and care about them. He just nodded to the two of them and turned around to go back to his room.
Yun Rong tried to pull the cat off her shoulders, but the cat was much more sensitive than the mortals here. Its claws clung to her clothes tightly and she couldn't pull them off for a long time.
At Aunt Zeng's urging, Yun Rong had no choice but to take Tao Hua into the house.
As soon as he entered the room with his front feet, Huang Daoren, who was dressed in an immortal style and acted like a master, fell to his knees on the ground with a plop.
He was sweating like rain, shaking like chaff, his face was full of fear, and he said in a trembling voice: "Xiao Xiaoxiao... I have seen Master Sijian!"
Yun Rong entered the room, his expression as usual, he took a chair and sat down on his own, looking at the Taoist priest: "Looking at the decoration of your martial arts uniform, you should be a talisman cultivator from Qiongshan Mountain in Beilu. The above is a third-rate family in cultivating immortals.
You are quite courageous, and you dare to go to Penglai alone and poison the mortals with a plague in Xiaozhou Mountain. Do you think...if there is a human life here, your master may be able to bear the wrath of the immortal? "
Taoist Huang burst into tears, knelt on the ground and shivered, and said, "Young man, this is really helpless! More than 300 people from my master's sect have all died at the hands of the Demon Sect's disciples, and I am the only one left. The Demon Sacrifice Curse is planted in my body, if I don’t act according to their wishes, I will definitely die without a burial place!!”
As he spoke, he kowtowed heavily on the ground, and his expression gradually became hideous and terrifying due to the threat of death:
"The villain is really helpless. If the people of the Demon Sect had not received the news that Master Sijian had been banished and exiled to Xiaozhoushan, they would not have slaughtered my whole family and came here to kill you because of me as a inducement! After all, the opportunity to break a sword is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. , If you leave this mountain and return to Penglai, my lord, the remnants of the Demon Sect will try to kill you, and I’m afraid it will be extremely difficult.”
There was hatred in Taoist Huang's eyes: "If it hadn't been for your delay in awakening the sword spirit, you wouldn't have been exiled to this hellish place, and my sect wouldn't have died because of it! Everything has a cause and a result, and this evil result, I can only let you, the adult, take the responsibility, and you can’t blame the villain!"
Yun Rong frowned.
The fact that she came to Penglai to obtain the sword spirit was a top priority for the Tianxi Sword Sect. Apart from the sect leader and his junior brothers, only the other twelve senior brothers knew about it.
Her being a cultivator and being exiled to Xiaozhoushan was a secret matter. How did the people of the Demon Sect know about it?
Yun Rong was extremely unwilling to think about the truth that there was a traitor in the sect, and her face gradually turned cold: "Do you think you can really kill me with your little seventh-level cultivation of Taoism?"
The people of the Yellow Dao were shocked. This fourth sword had its spiritual veins sealed and its cultivation level was no different from that of a mortal. Yet it was possible to see through his cultivation level at a glance.
He swallowed unconsciously and said in fear: "The villain knows that he is weak. Facing the fourth sword of the dignified Tianxi, he does not dare to draw his sword easily. The instructions given by the Demon Sect are very simple. It only takes a little If someone brings this thing into Xiaozhoushan, it will certainly take your life."
As soon as he finished speaking, the Taoist slowly raised his face, which was filled with complex emotions of fear, awe, and hatred.
He tore open a layer of sealing talisman on the gourd, and immediately, wisps of gloomy ghostly energy came out of the mouth of the bottle that exuded pure spiritual power. The temperature in the room immediately revealed an extremely cold coldness, which made people's hair stand on end. .
Black clouds and ghostly aura curled out, and in a moment, a blood-red baby stood in front of the Taoist. Its skin felt as if hot oil had been splashed on it.
Its wrinkled face had blurred features, as if someone had smashed it into pieces with a blunt object. Its nostrils were flaring, muscles were visible, and its lips were no longer visible. Under the dark purple rotten flesh was a row of pale teeth. His face is simply scarier than a ghost.
Yun Rong's eyes tightened, did she know what this 'thing' was?
Ghost children born out of grudges are usually vengeful children who are cruelly aborted from unborn babies that have already grown into fetuses in their mothers.
Such a resentful boy was abandoned during his lifetime. He is extremely violent and extremely lethal.
She once saw a ghost child in the small coffin that her junior brother kept with him. The aura was similar to it, but his mind was completely different!
This one is obviously more terrifying and dangerous than the thousand-year-old ghost.
Yun Rong didn't even have time to think deeply. The ghost boy was already rising up on the dark clouds, raising its bloody mouth. The monstrous ghost energy was like a net, invisibly entangled, and Yun Rong was actually suppressed and could not move at all.
Although the Snow-Cleaning Sword on his back was sealed in a sheath, it was naturally connected with its master's mind. When in danger, he would take the initiative to protect the master. With a buzz, the Snow-Cleaning Sword that had not been unsheathed rose up and collided with the ghost boy.
Who would have thought that the ghost boy was not afraid of the immortal creature at all, and reached out to hold the Snow-Cleaning Sword firmly.
When I took it, it was like holding a soldering iron, and there was a sizzling sound in my hand.
Taking advantage of this gap, Yun Rong rolled over to avoid the bite of the ghost boy, and looked at the kid holding the snow-washing sword with a serious look.
The Snow-Cleaning Sword is a top-quality fairy sword, made from the sword stone of Tianshan Mountain. It is the nemesis of all evil spirits. Ghosts cannot get close to it, let alone hold the sword with bare hands.
Even if it is a thousand-year-old ghost, I am afraid that one of its arms will be directly melted away.
This little devil is actually the fetus of a descendant of an immortal!
And he is definitely not a descendant of an ordinary immortal. Judging from his appearance, he is probably a descendant of the Thirteen Swords of Tianxi who possesses sword souls.
Otherwise, even if it has all-powerful means, it still cannot offset the sword energy of Xue Xue Sword!
While Yun Rong was shocked by the Demon Sect's methods, he was even more horrified that one of the Thirteen Swordsmen had already given birth to an heir. What was even more frightening was that he was unable to protect him and was turned into a corpse by human blood!
With such methods and actions, Tianxi Sect Mountain is treated as if it is nothing!
If this is really the case, the enemy behind this is so terrifying!
I saw the kid opened his mouth and swallowed, the Xue Xue Sword screamed and trembled, and was swallowed into his belly uncontrollably.
Yun Rong's head was in severe pain, and she instantly lost contact with the Xue Xue Sword. She held her forehead and backed away, knocking over the wooden table behind her.
Careless.
She only thought that the Fu cultivator named Huang was not something to be afraid of. When faced with human Tao-seeking monks, even if her spiritual veins were limited and her cultivation was blocked, she still had the means to protect herself and repel the enemy.
But I never thought that the person behind the scenes would be so cunning!
It is difficult for ordinary ghosts to enter Xiaozhoushan under the jurisdiction of Penglai, but they used the body of a human monk to seal the aura of the little ghost with a spiritual gourd, brought it into the mountain, and then took his life!
Judging from the aura of the little ghost, the people of the Demon Sect may not be able to control such a ghost. If he guessed correctly, there must be a Demon Clan behind it.
