After leaving Chang'an City, keep walking eastward and over three mountains, you can see a small village. There are hundreds of families in the small village, and the thatched houses they live in are covered with a thick layer of snow.
It was noon at this time, and wisps of smoke floated out from the thatched roof, carrying a hint of the smell of fireworks.
In the village, the young men who had gone out to find some trivial farm work were slowly walking back from the fields.
The women who stayed at home and had already prepared lunch began to shout at the top of their lungs to their children who were still playing around outside to go home.
The sun, which had not been seen for a long time, seemed to be awakened from its sleep by the shouts. It poked out a little outline under the dim sky curtain, which seemed to have some response to the calls of these people.
At this moment, bursts of noise came from the rugged path leading to Chang'an City in the village, breaking the original peace in the village.
"Let me just say that I saw it right! If there is smoke in the depths of this mountain, there must be someone there! Do you really think I am bragging about my clairvoyance? Even though I am separated by thousands of mountains and rivers, I can still spot a few mosquitoes. The legs are clearly counted!"
"Humph, I just let you get lucky and guess it right! What's there to be proud of!"
"Hey, you dead pig, come and try if you have the ability. Just count how many leaves there are on the tallest tree on the mountain opposite. If you can count them, I will consider you awesome. !”
"This...this...hum, you are the best this time, okay!"
Yiniao drove the car pulled by the pig demon and ran on the road. In the car, the Jiang family and his brother were dragged into the car.
"Sister, sister! We can finally have a full meal! I'm starving to death!" Jiang Xianfeng opened the curtain, looked at the getting closer and closer to the small village, and said with excitement.
"Okay, okay, I know, I know! It's cold outside, take your head back quickly!" Jiang Zhiyuan advised.
"We'll be there soon, we'll be there soon! We're about to get off the bus anyway!"
While Jiang Xianfeng was talking, their car had stopped under a crooked-neck tree outside the village.
A shabby plaque hangs on the crooked neck tree, with three words written in charcoal crookedly on it, Chunyu Village.
As soon as he parked the car, Jiang Xianfeng ran into the village without hesitation, not paying attention to the wary looks of the villagers on the blood stains on his body.
"Do you have food at home? Can you give us some to eat? We are almost starving!" Jiang Xianfeng asked eagerly.
However, the villagers ignored him, and the vigilance in their eyes became more and more intense.
At this time, several young adults came out supporting an old man with white hair and beard and a thin face.
"Guests from afar, why are you here?"
Although the old man looked thin and frail, he was full of energy when he heard his words. Moreover, as he spoke, his eyes were like lightning, and he kept staring at the bloody clothes on Jiang Xianfeng's body.
After the blood dried, it left a wrinkled red coagulation layer that clung tightly to his clothes.
Jiang Xianfeng was immediately shocked by his calm and confident aura, and was so frightened that he stammered and could not speak.
At this time, Jiang Zhiyuan stepped forward and protected Jiang Xianfeng behind him.
She could clearly see that the old man had a faint warrior aura about him. It was this aura that had intimidated Jiang Xianfeng just now. However, the strange thing was that the old man had no internal strength, and his body was weaker than the average old man.
Logically speaking, warriors are much stronger than ordinary people.
I am afraid that low-level warriors, even after seven or eighty years of age, can walk as fast as flying and have strong vitality and blood.
"Old man, we are just businessmen living here... Can you give us some food and a place to live, and we can exchange money with you!" Jiang Zhiyuan said kindly.
At the same time, Jiang Zhiyuan still exuded a faint warrior aura, floating towards the old man.
This is also a unique way of greeting between warriors. The contact between warriors' breaths can roughly understand the strength of the other party, which avoids some unnecessary troubles.
Originally, the old man's face had always been calm, but when the warrior aura exposed by Jiang Zhiyuan came into contact with him, the old man's face suddenly changed, his brows furrowed, and his eyes were full of struggle, as if he was in his heart. Thinking about something.
An aunt on the side asked loudly, "You said you are businessmen, why do you only have one pig cart like this? What kind of business are you doing?"
As soon as these words were said, the surrounding villagers all cast doubtful eyes on Jiang Zhiyuan and his brother, and whispers rang out everywhere.
Jiang Zhiyuan suddenly felt dizzy. She didn't expect that the excuse she made up in desperation was exposed, which put her in a dilemma now.
"This group of outsiders doesn't look like good people at first glance. As soon as the man came in, he started shouting and begging for food. He was very angry!"
"Yeah, look at what he's wearing. He's covered in blood! Tsk, tsk, tsk! This man, maybe he crawled out of some pile of dead people..."
"But that guy's pig that pulls the cart is a good baby. It looks fat and strong. I don't know how they were raised. It's better than the old black-spotted sow from Lao Wang's house next door who gave birth to more than a dozen pigs. He needs to be strong! I don’t know what kind of breed he is, but he can actually pull this carriage. It would be great if he could be borrowed to breed a breeder. If he breeds a breeder before the Chinese New Year, he can invite all the people for the Chinese New Year next year. Everyone in the village is eating meat!"
"Hey, look at the young man who came over wearing a Taoist uniform? Could it be that there is a Taoist priest here?"
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, this Taoist priest still looks very spiritual, but the old man behind him looks snarky, and he doesn't look like a good guy. I have to remind every household to close the doors and windows tightly, and don't let anyone in. People just took things from home."
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Seeing that Jiang Zhiyuan and Jiang Xianfeng were about to lose control, Liao Meng walked into the village.
Liao Meng slowly walked up to the old man, bowed respectfully first, and then said softly, "Xiao Dao was originally here to chase a monster, but he accidentally let it run away, so his companions were all in a mess. Could you please do me a favor, sir?"
Before he could finish talking in his sleep, he was interrupted by the old man, "Are you from Qingcheng Mountain?"
After Liu Meng hesitated for a moment, he nodded slowly, "Exactly!"
As soon as these words came out, the surrounding villagers were shocked, and they all looked at Liao Meng, who was wearing Taoist uniform, with admiration and excitement.
"The Taoist Master of Qingcheng Mountain actually came to our village?"
"This... I'm not dreaming, am I? I can actually meet the Taoist Master of Qingcheng Mountain!"
"The Taoists of Qingcheng Mountain are great heroes of our human race. They have killed so many monsters. It was said that my great-grandfather was rescued from the monsters by the Taoists of Qingcheng Mountain. I still think about it. I will go to Qingcheng Mountain thousands of miles away to offer them two sticks of incense during my lifetime. Since I can see the Taoist Master of Qingcheng Mountain today, I have to kowtow to him twice, which is also a debt to my ancestors.
Long-cherished wish! "
Soon, some of the surrounding villagers were kneeling on the ground and kowtowing. They were all muttering something, praying for good weather in the village and peace and joy for their families... It made me dumbfounded in my dreams. These people really made him laugh. As a powerful person of the Three Purities, he can really bless them.
At this time, Jiang Xianfeng, who was behind Liao Meng, whispered in Jiang Zhiyuan's ear and asked, "Why do these people act like this when they hear him say that he is a Taoist priest on Qingcheng Mountain?"
Jiang Zhiyuan touched his head and said in a low voice, "Because the Taoist priests of Qingcheng Mountain wiped out all the remnants of the demon race on the land of Kyushu. They are great heroes!"
Jiang Xianfeng nodded in understanding, and looked at Meng's back with more curiosity and less caution.
The old man said in a deep voice, "Ahu, Aaron, you two go and tidy up the two vacant rooms on the east side of the village, give these distinguished guests a rest tonight, and then go and ask each household to provide some dishes." , will be sent to my home later to greet the distinguished guests!"
The two men beside the old man nodded in agreement and took action immediately.
The old man said to Meng and the others with a pleasant look, "Come with me, you guys. First go to my house to drink a cup of hot water and sit and rest for a while."
He followed the old man without refusing even if he had a dream. When Jiang Zhiyuan saw this, he also pulled his younger brother and followed closely.
As for Yiniao, he encountered some troubles.
He originally wanted to drag the pig demon into the village after Meng and the others, but for some unknown reason, several uncles and aunts all came over enthusiastically and started looking around at the pig demon. They were asking some questions about raising pig demons and their development.
"Tell me! Did you, you dead pig, reveal your demonic aura or show some tricks, and were seen by these people?" Yiniao secretly sent a message to the pig demon.
"No! Absolutely not! I farted secretly before! How could anyone find out!" The pig demon explained desperately.
"I don't believe it. Damn you. If you were safe and sound, why would these people be surrounding you?"
You know, Zhou Ruoxiao had to put in a lot of effort before he could transform into a human form before he reached the seventh level, and he also got rid of the demonic aura.
However, the stupid pig demon is not sure if it is too stupid. No matter how much Zhou Ruoxiao tried, he could not help it turn into a human form. The only thing we can do is remove its demonic aura and let it remain peacefully like a pig.
"I...I don't know! Why are these people...these people touching me all over the place! No! You can't touch there! Stop them quickly! Ah!!!"
The pig demon was so frightened that he jumped up and almost overturned the carriage he was pulling. The crowd around him also dispersed.
Yiniao suddenly became angry, slapped the pig demon hard on the head, and said through the message, "You fucking endure it, if our identities are exposed, neither of us will suffer!"
But on the outside, Yiniao was smiling and said to the people around him, "I'm sorry, everyone, this pig hasn't been trained well yet, and it's still a little impulsive occasionally. Don't worry about it! Don't worry about it!"
The pig demon lowered his head in grievance, and could only feebly try to block a secret part of himself with his legs.
At this time, an aunt said dissatisfiedly to Yiniao, "No matter what, you can't beat a pig like this. What if you hurt it?"
The people around him also echoed, and they kept complaining to Yi Niao, which made Yi Niao's head grow bigger.
