Early the next morning.
In an abandoned village.
The sky was overcast and drizzle kept falling.
The cool breeze blew and it was biting.
People in simple houses scattered throughout the village gradually woke up from their sleep.
One day of running in embarrassment, we encountered this wet and cold weather again.
People who are weak are even weaker, and some get sick directly.
The team had to postpone their departure for a day and make some repairs here.
…
In a relatively intact mud house.
A red clay stove was placed at the door, with scarlet charcoal burning in it, constantly radiating heat to the surroundings.
On the stove, the black earthenware casserole gurgled loudly, and white gas spurted out from the edge of the lid, lifting the lid from time to time.
Cheng Ming, a little Taoist boy, was sitting by the stove, his eyes were sleepy and he was still awake, but his nose kept moving towards the casserole.
No matter how much the pudgy Taoist He next to him tried to coax him, he couldn't move.
"Mr. Chen, I'm sorry." He Daoren looked at Chen Mu with an embarrassed look.
Based on the experience of first meeting. He was still a little scared of Chen Mu.
I had sincerely sworn that this young master was possessed by an evil spirit.
Although it turned out to be a misunderstanding later, He Daoren was still wary.
"It's okay, let him eat with us here."
One sheep is driven, two sheep are herded. Chen Mu glanced at Jie Jia, the old god sitting next to Cheng Ming.
He was already used to the foodies, the old and the young.
…
After the meal, Chen Mu took out two fist-sized gray cloth bags from the cloth bag he was carrying.
It contains preserved fruits and meats as big as a finger. Throw one bag to Jiejia Chengming each.
Chen Mu got into the dilapidated house on the west side of the yard.
After a day of repairing without any trouble, Chen Mu couldn't help but want to improve his proficiency.
"It's better to practice training skills first."
In the past three months, the first two months were just about recuperating and studying pharmaceutical techniques.
Other abilities are basically untouched, and the proficiency is not high at the beginning.
Only the training skill is more than halfway proficient.
"I'll improve my physical fitness first."
There is not much space in the house, so it can be used to practice Tranaki pose.
As long as you cooperate with the breathing method cycle, you can gain proficiency.
"I have been resting for such a long time. I have to practice a few more times today to make up for what I have lost before."
…
In the evening, the drizzle stopped, the dark clouds dispersed, and the sunset was as red as blood.
The deserted village that had been quiet all day became lively.
After a day of cultivation, everyone will recover from the sluggishness.
Bonfires were lit in abandoned houses everywhere, smoke curled up, and the aroma of food rose.
In the small courtyard where Chen Mu is.
A foldable square table is placed in the middle of the yard.
Chen Mu, Jie Jia, Cheng Ming, Zhang Ye, Du Huai, and a pretty girl who looked about eighteen or nineteen years old.
The girl's surname was Bai and she stayed in the last car. This was the first time for Chen Mu to see each other.
This is Jie Jia’s single-player group.
In addition to the core people at the table, each of them also brought a companion.
Taking care of Cheng Ming was Taoist He, Zhang Ye's subordinate Zhen Fan, former county lieutenant Du Huai brought a middle-aged housekeeper, and Miss Bai brought a tall and round maid. .
They were all resting in the side yard.
"Fortunately, we left in time." Zhang Ye said with lingering fear, "A group of refugees just came into the village. They all escaped from Qingshan County."
"A fire broke out in Qingshan County. The entire western part of the city was burned down, and not much was left. The casualties were tragic."
"Our county magistrate and his eldest nephew were all burned to charcoal." Zhang Ye gloated.
Then he glanced at Chengming and hesitated: "It is said that there was an earthquake outside Dongcheng, and the scene was quite chaotic."
Chen Mu's heart trembled.
Thinking of the sudden death in the thick fog yesterday.
I'm afraid the so-called fire and earthquake are not simple.
Although he was very curious, Chen Mu had no desire to explore.
What could cause such a large-scale disaster, no matter what the cause, was beyond his reach now.
But, an earthquake outside the city? That Xiaodongshan Qingfeng Temple...
Chen Mu couldn't help but look at Chengming.
"Brother Chen, don't worry." Although Chengming is young, he is very smart. He immediately understood what Chen Mu was thinking.
"My master and senior brother are very skilled in martial arts. The Earth Dragon cannot hurt them by turning over. At most, it will collapse the Taoist temple."
"I've long been tired of living in that broken Taoist temple. It would be better if it collapsed! Build a bigger one. They have plenty of money anyway."
Chen Mu: "..."
So arrogant? I also want to have a arrogant master and brother.
…
Xiaodong Mountain, Qingfeng Temple, Patriarch Hall.
There was an earthquake yesterday and the altar collapsed.
Qingfeng Temple was affected, and the houses collapsed in pieces. Only the Patriarch's Hall remained intact.
In the center of the main hall, nanmu coffins were laid out.
A tall, thin old man stood beside the coffin. This yellow-skinned gourd hangs on the right side of his waist. Holding a chubby boy of seven or eight years old in his left hand.
The boy was so courageous that he lay beside the coffin with his feet raised and looked inside.
The tall and thin old man also looked down at Feng Ren's corpse.
"You used to think you were righteous, but you said my killing people and making weapons was a crooked way, and you even drove me away."
"Aren't you also killing people and making weapons?" The tall, thin old man said with a sarcastic look.
Then he said with great interest, "Now you are also practicing evil ways."
Staring at the pale-faced Feng Min, the tall and thin old man had a look of pity on his face: "I really want to see your face when you see me. It's a pity that I'm dead..."
"Uncle Wizard, my master suddenly suffered from lung disease and died unexpectedly. Please express my condolences." Chengyi looked sad.
Wu Yin turned around, leaned into Chengyi's ear and whispered softly: "You were the one who poisoned the silk..."
Sincerity’s eyes suddenly widened!
Like a conditioned reflex, a dagger suddenly appeared in Cheng Zhi's hand and stabbed Wu Yin fiercely.
Clang!
The steel-like touch made Chengyi's expression change greatly.
Armor? !
He immediately turned the dagger over, slid his right hand to the right, and then pulled back hard. The sharp dagger suddenly pierced the soft flesh of the waist.
Clang!
The sound of gold and iron making sincerity fall into an ice cave.
It seemed like he had thought of something. He gave up all thoughts of defense or escape, and stabbed Wu Yin's body with daggers one after another.
Clang, clang, clang...
Boom!
The dagger finally pierced the right side of Wu Yin's neck.
Sparks flew everywhere, and the tip of the dagger suddenly broke!
At some point, Wu Yin's neck was covered with a dark film. Like an armor that sticks to the skin.
The sharp dagger could not hurt the opponent at all.
Wu Yin just stood there, with the teasing smile on his face.
"Jiapo?! Is this the Jiapo?!" Chengzhi staggered back and murmured with a look of despair: "I have obviously drank the longevity yin. If it had been two days later, I could have been two days later..."
"Changsheng Yin? Did you drink Changsheng Yin?" Wu Yin looked at Cheng Cheng in astonishment: "Don't tell me, you poisoned Feng Ren just to steal the Changsheng Yin?"
"I live for the Tao and die for the Tao, I am not wrong!" Chengzhi yelled with bloodshot eyes.
"Aha...Aha...Ahahaha..."
"After drinking the Immortality Yin, the essence and spirit will be polluted by foreign objects, but you will never be able to see the Immortality again." Wu Yin laughed and laughed. "You still want to follow the road? How ridiculous!"
Sincerity's whole person felt like he was struck by lightning, and he was completely stunned.
"Yes, he will definitely not teach his disciples such crooked ways."
"Senior brother was actually poisoned to death by his apprentice because of this? Hahaha... I can laugh at this joke for ten years!"
Wu Yin held the little fat man's hand, looked up to the sky and laughed loudly before going out.
My old-fashioned senior brother was killed by his own old-fashionedness. It was so fun!
"Impossible, impossible, absolutely impossible!"
The entire Patriarch Hall was filled with sincere anger and desperate roars.
…
"Impossible, absolutely impossible!" Zhang Ye shook his head decisively: "What kind of treasure can there be in a remote and remote area like Qingshan County?"
"But those gangsters who ran to Qingshan County said they had noses and eyes." Zhen Fan hesitated: "They said that the fire was caused by the treasure's light when the treasure was born."
"And the earthquake."
"It is said that the treasure was originally buried under Xiaodong Mountain. It was only because Qingfeng Temple opened the mountain and built an altar that it was discovered."
Hearing this, Zhang Ye suddenly became less confident.
He couldn't help but look at the people around the table.
"Want to take a look?" Chen Mu laughed.
Zhang Ye nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.
"Go." Jie Jia said calmly.
Zhang Ye was immediately overjoyed.
"We won't wait for you." Xiao Daotong Chengming smiled.
Zhang Ye: "..."
He worked hard for a long time just to get a group of people to take a look. No matter how bad it is, you can just wait for him.
As a result, not only did Jie Jia and Chen Mu see his intentions, but even the little kid dared to tease him.
"Go away! Just stay there!" Zhang Ye slapped Zhen Fan on the shoulder and said angrily.
In order to reach Nanyang Mansion safely, he spent a lot of money in Zhuyi Pavilion.
You definitely can't waste this expensive ticket just for a little curiosity.
