"Dang Cang..."
A bunch of small bells were tied to the ancient carriage. As the carriage shook, it made a crisp sound, which seemed to refresh the mind. At least the pale-haired old coachman's eyes were bright and his face was radiant.
At this time, when we arrived at the entrance of the village, the groom stopped the carriage with the reins. In fact, he did not need to pull the reins at all, because the horse was not a living horse. The whole body was made of wood. The outline of a wooden horse was filled with exquisite Mohist gears and mortise and tenon inlays, making it vivid.
The groom jumped out of the car, glanced at the dirt-covered wheels, and muttered: "This longevity village is really hard to find. If I didn't have the map from that year, I would definitely not be able to get in. The peach blossom forest is too big, and I will get lost accidentally. We have to cross several creeks, the gaps in the mountain streams are too small, and the entrance is full of weeds, it’s really bad..."
After muttering for a while, he finally said: "We're here!"
The car curtain opened, and a pair of brand-new moiré boots were first revealed, and then a woman of eighteen or nineteen years old walked out. She was dressed in green clothes, with a slim figure and a straight waist. Three thousand blue silk hair was tied into a lily bun, but her back was hanging down. He has waist-long hair and a four-foot-long sword with a gold and jade handle hanging on his waist.
Her eyebrows are like mountain daisy, her nose is like cherry lips, and she is indescribably smart and handsome, but her eyebrows are slightly furrowed, and her expression is cold and indifferent.
"Uncle Master, this is the longevity village."
The gray-haired old horseman respectfully called the woman uncle, which was very unreasonable. However, the woman nodded slightly and walked towards the entrance of the village. Her long hair was fluttering and her posture was upright. It seemed that every step was measured.
The old groom tied up the carriage, as if the horse would run away automatically, and then he followed the woman and whispered: "Uncle, we seem to be the first to arrive!"
"Do you know how many people will come? Do you know how many years it will take? What does it matter if you are the first to arrive?"
The woman's voice was clear and pleasant, with a hint of girlish childishness, but it was particularly cold and capable.
The old horseman laughed dryly: "Uncle Master is right. With the changes in the world, the ancient emperor's restrictions have been completely relaxed. Countless acquired small worlds have gathered from unknown depths, and they contain countless old monsters and ancient sects who have faked their own lives. , my Xuantian Sword Sect breaks the mountain, which is a blessing from heaven.
But what is unquestionable is that this endless and unfamiliar land should be the Donghua Mingyu in ancient legends. Ha, it is really wonderful. Hundreds of families bloom and thousands of families compete. I, the Xuantian Sword Sect, can definitely kill Make a bloody path..."
The old groom was very talkative and muttered all the way. Then he raised his head and was startled.
Two young men appeared on the road ahead. One had a chicken coop head and extremely slovenly cross-eyes. The other was wearing a "beggar's clothes" and had a handsome face. It was hard to tell how old he was.
The woman was also looking at the two of them. She paused and thought for a moment before walking over and bowing her hands in greeting: "Xuantian Sword Sect, Gongsun Li!"
"What? What did you say?"
Jiang Dagou looked at Xin Zhuo with a confused look on his face. He didn't understand at all. What he heard was Xuantian, Gongsun of Jianzong, and Li.
"Well……"
Frankly speaking, Xin Zhuo didn't understand either. He came to see the fun. The old man and the girl in front of him both exuded a faint decayed antique charm. They were undoubtedly ancient warriors.
The old man's realm was the ninth level of Earth Immortal, but it was completely unclear what realm the girl was in.
But what are they going to do in the village? What’s the point of reporting one’s family status?
Can't you come to the village to rest? This is obviously not a traffic thoroughfare or a good place for sightseeing.
The atmosphere is a little weird.
The old horseman said in surprise: "Look at the way these two people are dressed, are they fools? When I was young, there were often one or two village guards in the village. They said they were not smart, but they were quite smart. They said they were smart and just did something. stupid……"
Before he finished speaking, he was hit hard by a strange force emanating from the girl's body: "Noisy!"
Xin Zhuo's pupils shrank, this girl was at least nineteen levels of yin deficiency, with pure innate martial arts and innate energy.
The girl stopped talking and turned towards the depths of the village. The old horseman hurriedly got up and followed her.
Xin Zhuo then patted Jiang Dagou: "What are they here for?"
Jiang Dagou looked behind him cross-eyed: "I don't know, how about making a coffin? We are all coffin craftsmen in Changshou Village, but it's a pity that I don't know how to do it. I am a martial arts practitioner."
Coffin maker?
Xin Zhuo thought again of the "pumice stone" in the yard not far away.
"But... I'm not in the mood to make a coffin now."
Jiang Dagou scratched his head again, "It will take a long time for someone to do it. At this time, the outside of the village is the busiest."
As he spoke, a pair of cross-eyed eyes looked behind Xin Zhuo: "What do you do?"
Xin Zhuo slapped his face: "I'm here!"
"I'm not talking to you."
Jiang Dadog's face turned away again, "I'm talking to him."
Xin Zhuo immediately turned around and saw a young man.
He is about seventeen or eighteen years old, with a tall figure, a white robe, a dragon-shaped jade pendant hanging on his waist, and a small bag on his shoulder. He looks like he has traveled a long way. He has a boyish-female appearance and is very handsome. His eyes are clear and bright, and he smiles warmly. Like the boy next door: "Haotian Zong Chen Changsheng!"
Chen Changsheng?
Such a familiar name.
And the level is not lower than that of the girl who just passed by, but the aura is tight and not dissipated, and it is not as sharp and compelling as the girl.
This was Xin Zhuo's first feeling, and he subconsciously replied: "Hello, what's the matter?"
Chen Changsheng smiled and said, "I was entrusted by my elders to come here to pick up something."
"What?" Xin Zhuo asked.
Chen Changsheng was noncommittal and chuckled, "Don't say, I'll look for it myself. Thank you both."
Entering the village.
Xin Zhuo's heart moved. These weird ancient warriors came to Changshou Village to pick up something. What did they pick up? Is there anything they need here?
While I was thinking, a few more people came outside.
"The Hundred Flowers Charm of Hehuan Holy Sect, is this the longevity village?"
The speaker was an attractive woman in her thirties, dressed in red, with charming facial features and silky eyes. She was coquettish but not slutty, and was followed by two delicate-looking girls.
"I don't know, go in and see for yourself."
Jiang Dagou couldn't help feeling hot all over, he replied casually, and then said to Xin Zhuo: "There is a great power in my body that is about to explode. Do you know what's going on?"
"I don't know, I seem to have one too." Xin Zhuo nodded seriously. As soon as this woman approached, she really felt hot all over.
The two of them spoke without hesitation. The woman named Baihua Fengyun smiled coquettishly: "Two fools, this longevity village is really a bunch of idiots and living dead!"
Taking the maid with her, she entered the village charmingly.
"Are these old ladies scolding us?" Jiang Dagou said angrily: "I gave her a big dog punch. Qing, do you believe it?"
"I believe it! I absolutely believe it!"
Xin Zhuo scratched his nose. If you can do it, just go ahead. I also want to see if you can do martial arts.
During these days of getting along, this Jiang Dagou was very knowledgeable, but he didn't look like a martial artist. He couldn't even feel his martial arts and meridians, and his arrogance and crotch tension coexisted.
"The sea of clouds and mist is green, it's so polite."
The next wave was three people, with a pair of boys and girls at the back and a woman in her thirties with a hot figure in front. They obviously heard what Baihua Fengyu said in front of them, so they just said hello to Xin Zhuo and the other two, and then went on their own. village.
People came in one after another outside the village.
Xin Zhuo didn't want to stay any longer. They were all ancient warriors, all people with extremely high realms and unclear thoughts.
I originally thought of hiding and living quietly, watching the changes outside, while slowly developing. Is this a hammer? Plans always fail to keep up with changes, and the village is almost becoming a gathering place for these people.
When he arrived at the door of his yard, he paused. So, what on earth were these people looking for in the village?
Can I use the village to worship their spirits? Then it’s not like it can soar into the sky?
(End of chapter)
