Inside the house, Duan Yu looked at the roof with confusion.
With the blessing of Fengchun Xianju, he was immersed in the joy of recovering from his injuries and refining his Qi, and entered a state of "flow".
This state is very wonderful, as if everything you do is easy, and there is a sense of ease.
At this time, there was a sudden noise on the roof, as if something had hit it. Duan Yu couldn't help but look up, but found nothing.
mouse?
Duan Yu was confused and didn't dare to be careless.
Although he had recovered from his injuries, he still had no sense of security, and the slightest disturbance made him uneasy.
Is it too sensitive?
As a result, at this moment, a frightening roar suddenly sounded. Duan Yu rolled quickly and took the black knife next to him in his hand. He also fell on the bedside, looking around, focusing on alert.
"WTF?"
Duan Yu nestled beside the bed and said anxiously.
The roar should have been several hundred steps away, but it still frightened him.
Not long after, another frightening cry rang out. Duan Yu held the knife in his hands and did not dare to speak out.
The moonlight is very dark tonight, and it is pitch black outside, like a deep sea.
"ah!"
"Help me!"
A shrill scream suddenly sounded, very close to here.
Duan Yu's heart was beating hard and she wanted to take a look at the window, but she didn't dare.
A moment later, an afterimage flashed past the window, followed by a bang.
His door was smashed open, and the thick bolt broke off, exposing the wood like spikes.
Duan Yu was so frightened that his scalp was numb, and he ran to the backyard with the knife.
After the collision, the scream suddenly became distant, as if someone was being dragged away by something.
Duan Yu still didn't dare to stay in the bedroom for long, and hid in the kitchen holding her breath and concentrating.
He stayed there all night, and only at dawn did he cautiously step out from behind the firewood pile in the kitchen.
From here, you can see that the door is cracked inward, and only a layer of skin is left hanging on the door bolt.
Duan Yu cautiously leaned over and found someone walking outside, so he dared to pull off the door bolt and opened the door.
The light dispelled the darkness, but it did not dispel his fear for a moment.
The door panel was severely deformed, and there were even a few drops of horrifying blood on it, which showed the terrifying force of the collision last night.
Outside, he was not the only one who was repairing the house.
For example, an old man wearing a Taoist robe diagonally opposite the door was patching up the wall.
Duan Yu felt better after seeing this scene.
You can't just let your family be unlucky.
Just what happened last night?
The old man across the door, whose surname is Wang, is a Taoist monk who makes alchemy. The smell of elixir fire that is often smelled here is caused by him.
In Duan Yu's memory, the old man was quite kind.
When Taoist Wang saw him, he said, "Fellow Taoist Brother Xiao Duan, I'm afraid it's not going to be easy for you."
Duan Yu nodded and replied: "Yes."
The only option is to find wood and cut a new door.
"Did you hear what happened last night?"
Duan Yu shook his head.
"It was Taoist Fellow Xue who lived in front of him. He went crazy in his practice and bit a fellow Taoist to death. He was finally hacked to death by people from the Aquarius Sect. It is said that he had a large piece of flesh and blood in his mouth when he died." The Taoist priest told.
"So scary." Duan Yu said with fear.
If the fellow Taoist broke into his room last night, what would happen if he couldn't protect everyone?
"No, some of the secret books are evil. You can't practice them at all. If you practice them, you will turn into a mandrill." Wang Laodao said with emotion.
Duan Yu then remembered the "Fishwife Soul Summoning Technique" that he had practiced, and he agreed with this point of view.
If he hadn't been able to cultivate the truth with lies, he would have been one step ahead of Fellow Daoist Xue.
Did that fellow Daoist Xue practice a similar method of skinning?
Most monks who practice alone are more cautious and will stop once they find something is wrong, unless they have to or are deceived by the secret book of evil skills.
This is the case with Duan Yu.
But if there are a lot of secrets about this kind of skinning evil method, it will not be an opportunity for him.
No one knows that he can use falsehood to cultivate truth and evil to correct himself, without any cost.
At this time, the old Taoist Wang sighed: "Oh, this is really not a place for people to stay. After the snow melts next year, the old Taoist will go back to his hometown to take care of himself in his old age. People, sometimes you have to accept your fate."
As he spoke, he looked at the sky with cloudy eyes.
Duan Yu saw the old Taoist's dejection, and felt something in his heart.
If the monks can't fight, that's all they can do. It's not easy to see An An An's death.
Duan Yu originally thought of going outside Fangshi to cut down a tree to make a door, but he thought it would be risky to go outside alone, so he simply dismantled the kitchen door and the latrine door, repaired them, and installed them.
After bolting the door with a wooden stick, Duan Yu let out a long sigh of relief.
This is only the second night, and this is too difficult.
Duan Yuzhihai moved and opened the panel.
[Name: Duan Yu
Luck: 79
Skills: Wuxia Qi Refining Technique (beginner), Lenggu Body Tempering Technique (proficient)
Realm: The second level of Qi refining
Skills: Blood-cutting Knife Technique (Proficient), Fish Woman Soul Summoning Technique (Basic), Jade Girl Immortal Appearance Technique (Proficient)]
Overnight, his luck points increased by 40 points.
It can only be said that risks and opportunities coexist.
If he could gain so many luck points just by knocking on the door and not coming in, he wouldn't mind repairing the door a few more times.
Of course, the premise is not to come in.
Duan Yu had no idea that among the 40 points of misfortune, someone wanted to kill him.
Sometimes tribulations and tribulations collide, but it doesn't matter much.
...
After repairing the door, Duan Yu was under great pressure.
When he was practicing last night, he was still lamenting that his Qi refining efficiency was quite good, and he might be able to reach the intermediate level of Qi refining in a short time.
The intermediate level of second-level Qi refining is the mainstream level in this city. As long as he is in good health, careful, and has the "Jade Girl Immortal" to continue his life even if he is injured, his survivability here is definitely above average, and even Even higher.
Duan Yu knew the value of this healing spell very well. Too many casual cultivators died of serious injuries that were difficult to recover from.
After looking at the few rice jars left and thinking about the current situation, he finally failed to sit still and decided to go see the fellow Taoists who had formed a group before.
It's not easy for a casual cultivator to survive here alone.
Especially when his food savings are about to bottom out and he doesn't have much money.
It's better to have a small group to help with the transition than to be alone.
The first Taoist friend he found was called "Wang Budu". He also lived outside this city. We had hunted for treasures together several times. He also lent him money, so he was relatively familiar with him.
"Fellow Daoist Wang."
"Fellow Daoist Wang."
...
I knocked on the door several times, but there was no response.
At this time, the window opposite opened, and a female cultivator leaned out and said, "Stop knocking. I haven't been back for a few days. Thieves have visited me several times."
Duan Yu: "..."
"Does Fellow Daoist know where this Fellow Daoist Wang has gone?" Duan Yu asked.
"I don't know. Maybe I'm having sex with some female nuns."
This female nun is dressed as a young woman and has a bit of a shrewd temperament.
Duan Yu knew that Wang Budu did have a preference for finding fellow female practitioners, and of course they were willing to spend money on them.
It was because of this that I lent him money before.
Duan Yu left under the slightly seductive look in the young woman's eyes, secretly thinking that this fellow Daoist Wang was probably broken.
A few days coincided with the time when they went treasure hunting.
If the person has not come back by this time, he probably will never come back.
With one less Taoist friend, the money owed to him will naturally not be returned, and Duan Yuxin is desperate.
Who to call next?
