Lanhu Forest is a forest not far from Bixi City. There are densely packed tall and thick trees in the forest, and venomous snakes and beasts live in the forest. There are rumors that there are evil ghosts here, and there are black shadows floating at night.
The reason why Lanhu Forest is called Lanhu Forest is because there is a lake in the center. In the early years, the lake had rippling blue waves and was surrounded by flowers and green grass. However, later, the water flow of the Bixi River gradually became smaller, and the Lanhu Forest had no water flow and gradually dried up. , the stench was unpleasant, and the mud in the water became a paradise for poisonous insects. The rabbits, pheasants, deer and other animals in the forest all ran away. Hunters and people in the town stopped going to the rotten lake forest. It gradually became inaccessible and became a Where the sun doesn't shine. In Bixi City, all kinds of bizarre things are related to this rotten lake forest.
But there is still a group of people who are active all year round in this rotten lake and forest.
They are the miscellaneous cultivators in this area.
Compared with evil cultivators, although they are not the ones that everyone shouts about, they are still shady. They all have some adventures by chance, or they have abilities that are different from ordinary people. They are mortals and have no sect. The sect and family provide them with resources and guide them on the path, but they will inevitably use some evil ways and even do things that are harmful to nature.
Usually, when disciples of large sects cannot find evil practitioners, they find miscellaneous practitioners, which can be considered as exterminating evil spirits and protecting the Tao, thus gaining some good reputation.
The difference between miscellaneous cultivators and casual cultivators is that casual cultivators generally have better qualifications and have three spiritual roots and four spiritual roots. They have great hope of fully entering the Tao.
As for miscellaneous cultivators, they generally only have five spiritual roots, or even only hidden spiritual roots. They often use all kinds of martial arts methods, and occasionally have magic spells and magical weapons, which are all things that disciples of major sects look down upon.
In order to survive the stranglehold of the disciples of the big sect, the miscellaneous cultivators are often more united than the casual cultivators, often sharing their needs and exchanging resources. Therefore, they must choose a convenient and secluded place for activities, and Rotten Lake Forest is just such a place.
They were the ones who spread the rumors about ghosts in Rotten Lake Forest and also contributed to it.
In the rotten lake forest at night.
A group of strange-looking people gathered together to exchange the latest information.
A strong man with four ears looked around and asked: "Why are the third and fourth brothers not here? Does anyone know where these two brothers have gone? Didn't they agree to come over and help me?" ?"
"Four Ears, you are going to let me smell your junk things again. Stop dreaming. How can you find good things." The woman who spoke had dark skin and was as short as a child.
"Don't look down on people, Sanniang Chang. Maybe one day your grandfather and I will become enlightened. Then you bitch will give me your toe, and I won't be happy about it."
Chang Sanniang rolled her eyes at Four Ears and rolled her eyes to the sky. As soon as she wiped her sleeves, the two started quarreling with obscene words.
Just when the two people were arguing and about to start a fight, a fair-skinned man dressed as a scholar tapped the palm of his right hand with the handle of a fan. With such a small movement, the two people stopped arguing.
"Okay, you two come here every time we get together. If you don't get tired of it, I get tired of it."
The man who spoke was the initiator of the gathering of miscellaneous cultivators. After so many years of organizing gatherings, he had great prestige among the miscellaneous cultivators. The miscellaneous cultivators also vaguely regarded him as the core, and everyone called him the leader.
He continued: "It is indeed strange that the third and fourth elders are not here. I met them a few days ago. They are rushing towards Bixi City. Logically speaking, they should have arrived long ago."
"Shouldn't he be killed by those disciples of the big sect?" The voice of the person who spoke was like a bell. He had a square face and a broad nose. He seemed to be upright. "Is this coming without retribution? Who asked the third brother to rob me half a year ago? Pretty bitch.”
"Zhou Xuemei, you can't say such things." The shop owner raised his eyelids slightly and warned coldly.
When Zhou Longhu heard this, he immediately fell silent.
He usually hates people calling him by his original name, it's too girly. He was weak when he was a child, and his parents were afraid that they wouldn't be able to support him, so they asked a fortune teller for a fortune teller. The fortune teller said that he had a strong yang and fire and should be given a name for a girl, preferably one that sounded very cold. Just when his mother went out, she saw the heavy snow on the plum blossom branches, so she named him Xuemei.
Growing up, he was laughed at too much because of this name. Once his parents died, he named himself Zhou Longhu. On weekdays, all the miscellaneous cultivators knew that they would get angry if they called him Zhou Xuemei, so they all called him Zhou Longhu.
The owner called him by his original name at this time, which showed that the owner was indeed angry, and what he said was too ignorant.
This time everyone was quiet, staring at the boss, waiting for him to speak.
The shop owner said: "Qing Lian was not here because she had something to do, so she asked me to bring the Yang Pearl for everyone. But if she wants the Yang Pearl, she said she would have to exchange it for the Beauty Pill, or something that can maintain a woman's beauty."
Zhou Longhu snorted, then lowered his voice, "I just want some useless stuff."
Chang Sanniang was overjoyed, "I have a bottle of Snow Muscle Pill here that makes skin as smooth as cream. I just don't know how many pills I can exchange for it."
The shop owner thought for a moment, flicked a Yang Pearl into Chang Sanniang's hand, and then grabbed it, and the Snow Muscle Pill in Chang Sanniang's hand fell into his hand.
Four Ears mocked Chang Sanniang and said, "I still have Snow Muscle Pill in my hand. I'm so ugly and I want to be beautiful." As soon as he finished speaking, Chang Sanniang spat at the star and flew over.
Then, after the boss said a few words, these miscellaneous cultivators began to exchange things.
The night in Rotten Lake Forest has just begun.
…
Ever since she made up her mind to treat Yan Zening as a relative, Chi Yu began to secretly observe him.
After Yan Zening lost his eyes, he could walk, eat, and sleep on his own, and it seemed that he had never had any problems.
But he would step into small mud puddles, stop for a short while at intersections, hit the edge of the table, and stumble when going down the stairs.
In view of Yan Zening's situation, Chi Yu found a sword-making hall to customize a blind stick.
The blind stick is made of iron. It can not only explore the ground, but also draw a sword from it to drive away malicious elements.
When Chi Yu gave the blind stick to Yan Zening and explained the function of the blind stick to him, Yan Zening couldn't laugh or cry.
"How did you think of it?" he said.
Yan Zening weighed the blind stick, pulled out a slender sword from it, and held a few sword flowers, "It's not bad."
"Huh?" Chi Yu pretended to be confused, "Is it really just okay?"
"Chi Yu." Yan Zening warned lightly: "Don't push yourself too far."
Chi Yu was very disappointed. Yan Zening had said so, so she had to give up and let him tell the truth.
Not bad... Chi Yu translated this in his mind, it was very good.
After getting it out from Yan Zening last time that he likes to eat steamed fish, Chi Yu often used unorganized words to force Yan Zening. Sometimes when Yan Zening couldn't bear the force anymore, he would use the airs of a master to scold her and stop her from doing anything. One move.
Chi Yu was not afraid that Yan Zening would be cruel to her, but she was afraid that he would look at her expressionlessly. If she didn't shut up at this point, what was waiting for her would be a more indifferent version of Yan Zening.
So she might as well accept it as soon as she sees fit.
In addition, Yan Zening seems to wear her clothes backwards and her hair crown on the wrong side.
When Chi Yu found out about this, he felt that the sky was about to fall.
That well-behaved, noble and cool-looking master with a mysophobia would not even be able to take care of his clothes well.
When she told Yan Zening these things indirectly, Yan Zening said calmly:
"If a servant does it, why should I know how to do it?"
Yan Zening grew up in fine clothes and fine food, and never touched Yang Chun Shui with his fingers. After reaching Yijianmen and becoming successful in cultivation, he did not need to eat. He wore fairy clothes that could automatically remove dust, were waterproof, fireproof and electricity-proof. His fairy bones were not stained by any dust, so he did not need to eat at all. Know these.
Coupled with the fact that he cannot see, his ability to take care of himself is even worse.
Regarding this matter, the measure Chi Yu took was to hold a dressing class for kindergarten children.
Yan Zening refused.
"Why should I listen to you talking about such insignificant things."
Chi Yu said "Yeah" and nodded, "Master, you don't have to learn, but when you go out in the future, people will point at you and say: 'Oh, look at that person, he wears the wrong clothes and even runs out onto the street. It's embarrassing, but don't teach the children bad things~' and then he said..."
Chi Yu could almost see the veins popping up on Yan Zening's hands.
Yan Zening's blood rushed to the top of his head.
"That's enough, Chi Yu, who taught you to talk like this." So strange and lifelike, Yan Zening followed Chi Yu's voice and almost saw himself being pointed at.
So true.
He still compromised.
The result of the compromise was that he was forced to sit on a small bench, holding a demonstration sample of clothes, following Chi Yu's step-by-step instructions, and folding the clothes very carefully that he didn't know why.
Yan Zening vented his anger on this matter on Chi Yu's martial arts training.
"Your lower body is not stable, so walk for two hours every day before going to bed."
"Not enough time to sleep? Why sleep if you haven't mastered martial arts yet."
"If you had walked faster, how could you have been attacked from behind last time?"
In response to this, Chi Yu cursed in his heart, Hey, cheap master, your character is about to collapse.
