1920, late spring. [Sui_dream]еng
Renjia Town, one hundred miles north of Guangzhou.
A red sun rises slowly from the eastern horizon. As time goes by, the blue sky changes color little by little, announcing the official arrival of a new day.
To the east of the town, on a hill with lush vegetation and greenery, the thin mist that originally wandered among the vegetation disappeared without a trace.
A thin gray hare with slender ears poked its small head out of the green grass. With a pair of cunning eyes flashing, it looked around, as if to determine whether the surroundings were safe. Suddenly, without any warning, the ground shook violently. It started shaking like an earth dragon turning over.
The hare, which would become highly nervous at the slightest disturbance, was so frightened that it ran away after seeing such a battle.
After a few seconds, the shaking suddenly stopped, and a dilapidated and old Taoist temple emerged from the ground.
In the shrine, Cao Yi opened his eyes, and his first reaction was the change in temperature.
Compared with Taihu Lake, which is very cold in the middle of winter, it is extremely hot and humid here.
Of course, this was just a superficial feeling. A stream of spiritual energy passed through the inside of the skin, and there was no feeling at all.
Suddenly, a familiar smell entered the nasal cavity.
This is?
Cao Yi's heart moved and he walked out of the Taoist temple. As expected, he was surrounded by fruit trees again.
This time, it’s the lychee forest.
Every tree is covered with ripe red lychees. The fruits are heart-shaped, wide at the top and pointed at the bottom. The cracks vary in size, are arranged irregularly, the sutures are not obvious, and the skin is thick.
If you guessed it correctly, it is March Red, the most famous among the thirteen kinds of lychees, and it is now in its mature season.
When I walked to a lychee tree, I thought, and a plump lychee fell down.
Cao Yi reached out to catch it, peeled it open, and put it in his mouth. It was very delicious. Of course, it would be better if it could be frozen.
After eating several in a row, Cao Yi turned around and returned to the hall.
Just like the previous times, recall the characters and plot of this world.
First of all, there is the soul figure of this world, Lin Jiu, nicknamed Fengjiao, and known as Uncle Jiu in the world.
His characteristics are very obvious. He has thick eyebrows, good martial arts, and likes to be humorous from time to time. He wears a yellow Tai Chi robe and a Bagua scarf. There are always two "brainless" and "unhappy" disciples around him. His handsome name is Qiu Sheng. He is called a literary talent if he is stupid; he has a mahogany sword, a few yellow paper charms, a lift of the sword tip, and a stamp of one foot, and his move is "authentic ghost-catching style".
Another main character, Mrs. Ren and Ren Weiyong, were plotted by their enemies and turned into zombies twenty years later to kill all their descendants.
The general plot is that the biggest tycoon in Renjia Town, Mr. Ren, was ordered by a Feng Shui master when his father Ren Weiyong was buried that the coffin must be moved twenty years later, so he asked Uncle Jiu, a local Maoshan master, to help with the matter.
On the day the coffin was lifted, Uncle Jiu found that the body of Mr. Ren Weiyong was not decomposed. He was worried that the old man Ren Weiyong had turned into a zombie, so he transported the coffin to the Yi Zhuang where he was going.
A battle between zombies and Taoist priests begins.
"On the surface, the world looks like it's going to be a very easy world."
Cao Yi said to himself.
"but"
Cao Yi made another twist: "How can it be simple with so many ghosts and zombies in just one town, and there are also tasks to protect Renjia Town and trace the source of the zombies. This Renjia Town is probably hiding a big secret."
After thinking for a while, I couldn't find a clue.
Cao Yi took out a classic and read it.
Two hours later, Master Ren still didn't come to visit. Cao Yi put down his books, opened the spirit gathering array, released Xiaotian to guard the house, and walked out of the Taoist temple.
After walking less than a hundred meters south, Cao Yi suddenly stopped, with a smile on his face. There is spiritual energy in this world, which can be absorbed by a little exercise.
After walking south for a while, a green bamboo forest came into view.
A spring breeze blew through, and the sound of pine waves came from the bamboo forest.
Cao Yi dodged and entered the bamboo forest. It took less than a minute to find a fairly smooth stone, sat on the ground, and started practicing.
A stream of spiritual energy from heaven and earth enters the meridians through the skin, and then enters the Dantian. After a complex transformation, it becomes the pure spiritual energy of the five elements. Half of it stays in the Dantian, and the other half rushes to every corner of the body. Strengthen the body.
Cultivation is different from cultivating immortals. It mainly involves cultivating the mind, and also pays attention to moderation and balance. Soon, this high-frequency absorption of spiritual energy slowed down.
Time flies, one day passes, and another morning comes.
Cao Yi opened his eyes, and two rays of fire burst out from his eyes. A bamboo tree a few meters away was surrounded by fire and burned to ashes in the blink of an eye.
"Is this a fiery eye?"
Cao Yi muttered to himself.
Get up and walk out of the bamboo forest.
It had been a day and a night since he left the Taoist Temple. Xiaotian, who had changed his mind for the second time, was confused and confused, but he didn't want anything to happen.
After walking for a hundred steps, two obviously human auras appeared in front of them.
One is slightly stronger than the average person.
A breath that is long and restrained, far beyond ordinary people.
Could it be Lin Jiu and one of his apprentices?
With doubts, Cao Yi quickened his pace, and not long after walking out of the bamboo forest, he saw two men.
A man in his forties, tall and thin, with two thick eyebrows almost connected together, wearing a gray robe, tied around the waist with a rope, highlighting his thin waist, with two sleeves turned up to the elbows, with his hands behind his back, and his face serious.
Next to him, there was a young man with a very handsome appearance and a good temperament, but it was a pity that everything was ruined by the laziness between his eyebrows.
Lin Jiu, Qiusheng.
Cao Yi recognized the two of them at a glance.
"How come it took you so long to learn the volley drawing talisman I taught you last time? Try it again."
Lin Jiu said with a speechless expression.
Qiu Sheng scratched the back of his head, bent down and picked up a piece of yellow paper from the ground.
Holding it in the palm of his hand, he made a few gestures, and the air flowed through his body.
Suddenly, he threw it suddenly and the yellow paper that flew out stopped in mid-air.
Qiu Sheng bit his finger and just wrote two strokes.
The yellow paper fell down weakly.
Lin Jiu looked at his apprentice worriedly.
"Master, I must not have eaten enough."
Qiu Sheng made an excuse for himself.
Lin Jiu bent down, took out two rice balls from the cloth bag on the ground, and handed it to Qiu Sheng with a gourd of water.
At the same time, he glanced towards Cao Yi with the corner of his eye.
Two minutes later.
"Master, I lost too much blood and am dizzy."
"Then use cinnabar"
…
Three minutes later.
"Master, it's too hot."
…
"Master, there are too many mosquitoes"
…
"Master, I'm so tired"
…
Lin Jiu's face became darker and darker.
Cao Yi, who had already walked closer, shook his head.
No wonder many people find it easy to worship Lin Jiu as their teacher. Lin Jiu is willing to teach extremely lazy disciples like Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai, let alone those who are willing to learn.
Qiu Sheng, who had noticed Cao Yi for a long time, took the opportunity to deflect the conflict, frowned and said, "What are you shaking your head at? You are so young, do you understand?"
