The grassy roads in the wilderness are deserted.
Two ordinary people were riding wooden bicycles on their way, and Huang Cao was sitting on the back seat of Gong Yang.
Yuan Yuan carried the wooden box on his back and tried hard to find the official road through the rapidly approaching grass. He pedaled downhill too fast and his whole body was numb. He had no choice but to ride this without a horse.
The weasel stood on the back seat and held the ram's back, looking around excitedly.
"This thing is so interesting. Where did you learn it?"
The wooden wheel spins as fast as the wind. As long as you use your feet hard, you can run like a horse. It doesn't matter if it's bumpy. Riding a horse is also bumpy, so just add a cushion.
One Eye glanced at the soft cushions of the Gong Yang's car seat, and then looked at the bare wooden boards of the back seat. Will the weasel be knocked over?
The ram flies up and down, and I am always happy when someone marvels at my work.
Even if the other person is a weasel spirit, it is still a compliment.
"My grandfather's grandfather was a country man. The village was remote and poor. One fine day, my grandfather climbed the big tree at the entrance of the village to steal honey. Suddenly he saw an outsider speeding towards him."
"I saw a gray-haired monkey pedaling on this thing and flying fast, and in the back seat was a fairy in white."
“My ancestor had an unforgettable memory of the wooden wheel cart, and he has specialized in woodcraft since then.”
Having said this, Gong Yangxi held the handlebar with one hand and scratched his head.
"It's strange to say that after seeing the wild monkey and the girl in white riding a bicycle that day, my ancestor said that he suddenly became sharp and clear-headed. Then he made money by doing woodcraft and slowly made a fortune. He had great luck and could always avoid danger. After disasters and famines, soldiers and soldiers chaos, homes and houses are safe."
Huang Cao understood.
I'm afraid I don't know the name of this thing.
"So, your ancestor didn't pay attention to the monkey and the fairy, but just looked at the wooden wheel cart?"
"Uh...it seems like that."
When he met a deity, he didn’t immediately ask for help from the deity, but instead focused on the wooden wheel cart.
Weasel felt that everything was destined to happen. What a great opportunity. If it were him, he would kneel down and kowtow first. It would be better if his head was smashed with blood on the ground and make the great gods feel guilty.
"Has your luck gotten better? Haha, your ancestor shouldn't have thought that he met the auspicious beast, the real dragon, haha~"
The laughter of a certain weasel spirit was very unpleasant and harsh.
Yuan Yu, who was riding a bicycle carrying a wooden box, had no time to listen to the chatter of people and animals.
When I was on the road, I concentrated on reasoning and calculation. The complex and complicated hexagrams were spinning rapidly in my mind, and the numbers were getting bigger and bigger. Even though my head was uncomfortable, I still gritted my teeth and persisted. I always felt that my previous calculations were wrong, and I would not give up until I could figure it out.
Riding a bicycle can also distract you from calculations, which is a rare talent in the world.
A slight difference is a thousand miles away.
Even a trivial omission can cause bias in the guessed results. Yuan Yu can obtain very few details. It would be great if there is help from immortals, but unfortunately, this is simply impossible.
Another failure.
"well……"
Just as the deserted official road was going uphill, Yuan Yu was dejected.
"Brother Yuan, relax and don't be too persistent. Anyway, if the sky falls, there will be gods to hold it up."
"Gah~ What Brother Gongyang said makes sense."
Huang Cao jumped down to help push the cart. He thought the wooden wheel cart was very interesting and thought about how to let Gongyang Carpenter make a smaller version of himself to ride.
Yuan Yu was depressed and silent, feeling depressed and not wanting to speak.
The ram had no choice but to chat with Huang Cao. It would be good to have an extra weasel spirit in the team.
"Brother Huang, is the immortal gate we are rushing to now really useful?"
"Hey, you two are my brothers. I am your Brother Huang. I have lived for more than seventy years and have lived my life with integrity."
They are not convinced by each other and want to be the big brother.
The wooden wheel crushed the dung balls, and the yellow grass accidentally rubbed against the wooden wheel when pushing the cart. Both claws were filled with some kind of animal odor.
I habitually stretch my head to inhale and smell carefully, um, the familiar smell, and quickly outline the other person's appearance and fatness in my mind. This is called professionalism.
Regardless of fatigue, Gongyang Deng pushed the cart at a faster speed...
The yellow grass rubs the paws.
"You two are just messing around, and you can actually go to some sect of the Celestial Clan. You are just some damn idiots. In the words of Mr., you are a bunch of useless people who fail to achieve anything but fail.
After all, I have been involved in the world of spiritual practice, although only in the outer circle.
The Immortal Realm is not reliable these days, and the only one who can be sane is the Dao Sect. "
After thinking for a while, I added something.
"It's even more untrustworthy to live alone as a loose immortal. He doesn't care about things and is too lazy."
A certain low-level spirit made a casual comment and very accurately summarized some happy and free immortals.
Pull out the crumpled straw paper and make two gestures.
"We will meet a Taoist temple in two days' walk. If the gods don't help, the three of us will kowtow and pray in front of the statue of Sanqing. There will be many who kneel down."
The ram looked surprised.
"Is this possible?"
"Otherwise? Do you want to dance in front of the idol?"
"..."
Gongyang Deng was unable to refute.
After finally pushing the cart to the top of the slope, Yuan Yu, who was the first to come up, suddenly froze!
The second man who came up, Gong Yangji, was curious about how his companion could stay still. When he reached the top and looked forward, his face instantly turned pale. Huang Cao, who was walking at the end and sniffing around, squinted his one eye and climbed up to the top of the slope. His remaining eye stared fiercely. Slip round.
Where are the abandoned farmland houses and official roads? The deathly gray color spreads before our eyes, and the fire of hell burns!
Gong Yangxi looked down at Huang Cao angrily.
"You're a weasel giving random directions! We agreed to go to the Taoist temple but instead we came to the gate of hell! Do you want to kill us?"
The weasel spirit who was stunned for a moment also became angry.
"Wow, I'm so angry! I admit that you can go wrong on a remote road! This is a damn official road! This is the road I took countless times to travel to and from various states! It's obvious that the drawing of the hell rift you two drew is wrong. ! Don’t try to shirk responsibility!”
"It's you who gave the wrong directions!"
"The road is right! It's you two who are wrong! Hypocrisy!"
One man and one beast yelled at each other angrily.
Time is precious, but when you come to the gate of hell inexplicably, you must be annoyed.
Only Yuan Yu stood there in a daze, his whole body cold.
Although it is impossible to estimate accurately, based on the known details, it seems to have gotten worse.
"Oh, stop arguing. We didn't make any mistakes. The crack in hell has just spread in front of us, and there is a new gate to hell."
Gongyang Deng raised his rice bowl and looked back blankly. He stood on the wooden box and held the lumpy yellow grass in his hand, stunned.
The road is gone. It will take a long time to go around it, and it is impossible to break through.
In the team, there is a half-dilettant, half-immortal scholar, a carpenter's son, and a weasel spirit who only knows bluffing and magic. What are they going to do to fight the evil spirits?
The ram looked towards the yellow grass.
"Old Huang, Brother Huang, you must know that there are other fairy caves nearby, right?"
The higher the expectations, the higher the disappointment. After all, the flowers and moon in the water are illusions.
Huangcao shook his head speechlessly, and he could guess the result from his expression. Gongyang couldn't help but sit on the ground. If he couldn't send the message out in a short time, his efforts these days would be meaningless.
Yuan Xu was making crazy calculations in his mind, and when the calculation came to him...
"not good……!"
Smoke and dust covered the sky, and the air of death filled the air. Countless evil spirits ran wildly on the wasteland, like a fast-moving blood-red flood.
"We've been discovered! Run!"
The two of them turned around and ran away. Taking advantage of the rapid pedaling of the wooden wheel on the downhill slope, Huang Cao desperately used his magic to speed up.
However, the group of evil ghosts quickly caught up with the three unlucky ones. The strange thing was that they had no time to pay attention to the three living creatures and just passed by.
The yellow grass squeaks.
"Your Majesty Wong Tai Sin, either the devil is crazy or I am crazy..."
"The evil spirits are running for their lives...it's broken!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the blood-red hellfire in the distance suddenly flashed briefly and rapidly!
If you look at the land of Kyushu from above the nine heavens and look down from a high position, you can find that the death energy of the hell cracks in many places fluctuated violently for a short time and then returned to calm at the same time. It is strange that the land of Kyushu is fine and normal.
It was as if nothing had happened.
