My Experience In the Otherworldly Liver

The next morning.

in an abandoned village.

The sky was overcast, and the drizzle kept drifting.

The cool wind blows, the cold is biting.

The people scattered in the humble houses all over the village gradually woke up from their sleep.

One day of running around in embarrassment, and caught up with this wet and cold weather.

Frail people are even weaker, and some get sick directly.

The team had to suspend the departure for a day and make some repairs here.

...

In a fairly intact earthen house.

The red mud stove was placed in the doorway, and the scarlet charcoal burned in it, radiating heat continuously to the surroundings.

On the stove, the black earthenware casserole rumbling, white gas spewing from the edge of the lid, and the lid was lifted from time to time.

Chengming Xiaodaotong sat beside the stove, his eyes were still awake, but his nose kept moving towards the casserole.

No matter how the short and fat Daoist He next to him coaxed him, he didn't move.

"Young Master Chen, I'm sorry." He Daoren looked at Chen Mu with embarrassment.

Based on initial meeting experience. He was still a little terrified of Chen Mu.

At the beginning, I sincerely swore that this son was possessed by evil spirits.

Although it was later proved to be a misunderstanding, He Daoren was still apprehensive.

"It's okay, let him eat with us here."

One sheep is to drive, and two sheep are also released. Chen Mu glanced at Jie Jia, who was sitting next to Cheng Ming.

He is used to this old and young foodie.

...

After dinner, Chen Mu took out two fist-sized gray cloth bags from the cloth bag he was carrying.

It contains finger-sized dried fruit and dried meat. Throw it to Jiejia Chengming, one bag per person.

Chen Mu got into the dilapidated house on the west side of the courtyard.

After a day of repairing without incident, Chen Mu couldn't help but want to brush his proficiency.

"It's better to brush up on the form first."

For the first three months and the first two months, I only focused on recuperating and researching pharmaceutical techniques.

Other abilities are basically unchanged, and the proficiency is not high just at the advanced stage.

Only the practice of shape art is more than half proficient.

"Let's talk about physical fitness first."

There is not much space in the house, so it can be used to practice the manoeuvring style.

As long as you cooperate with the breathing method cycle, you can brush the proficiency.

"After taking a break for so long, I practiced a few more times today, and I have to make up for what I pulled down before."

...

In the evening, the drizzle stopped, the dark clouds dissipated, and the sunset was bright red as blood.

The deserted village, which had been quiet all day, became lively.

After a day of cultivation, the sluggish people recovered.

Bonfires were lit in the deserted houses everywhere, the smoke from the cooking curled up, and the aroma of the food rose.

Chen Mu was in the small courtyard.

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 18 or 19 years old.

The girl's surname was Bai, and she stayed in the last car. It was the first time that Chen Mu saw each other.

This is Jiejia's single group.

In addition to the core staff at the table, each of them also brought a companion.

He Daoren who took care of Chengming, Zhen Fan under Zhang Ye, Du Huai, the former county magistrate, brought a middle-aged housekeeper, and the white girl brought a burly maid with a big shoulder and a round waist. .

They all rested in the yard next to them.

"Fortunately, we left in time." Zhang Ye had lingering fears: "Just now, a group of refugees came in from the village, and they all escaped from Qingshan County."

"A fire broke out in Qingshan County, and the entire west of the city was burned, and the casualties were tragic."

"Our county magistrate and his eldest nephew were all burned to charcoal." Zhang Ye gloated.

Then he glanced at Cheng Ming and hesitated: "It is said that there was an earthquake outside Dongcheng, and the scene was quite chaotic."

Chen Mu's heart froze.

Think of the sudden death in the thick fog yesterday.

I am afraid that the so-called fire earthquake is not simple.

Although very curious, Chen Mu has no desire to explore.

No matter what the reason is to cause such a large-scale disaster, it is not something he can touch now.

But, the earthquake outside the city? That Xiaodongshan Breeze View...

Chen Mu couldn't help but look at Chengming.

"Brother Chen, don't worry." Although Chengming is young, he is very smart. I immediately understood what Chen Mu was thinking.

"My master and senior brother are highly skilled in martial arts. The Earth Dragon can't hurt them if they turn over. At most, the Taoist temple will collapse."

"I'm tired of living in that broken Taoist temple. It's better if it collapsed! Build a bigger one, anyway, they have money."

Chen Mu: "..."

So arrogant? I also want to have arrogant masters and brothers.

...

Xiaodongshan, Qingfeng Temple, and Patriarch's Hall.

Yesterday's earthquake caused the altar to collapse.

The Qingfeng Temple was affected, and the houses collapsed in pieces, but the Patriarch's Hall was intact.

In the center of the hall, there are nanmu coffins.

A tall and thin old man was standing beside the coffin. This yellow-skinned gourd hangs on his right waist. Holding a chubby boy of seven or eight years old in his left hand.

The boy was very daring, and leaned on the coffin and looked in.

The tall and thin old man also looked down at Feng Ren's body.

"You used to pretend to be righteous, and you said that I was a crooked way to kill and refine tools, and you drove me away."

"Aren't you also murdering weapons?" The tall and thin old man sneered.

Immediately, there was a sense of excitement: "Now you are also crooked."

Staring at the pale-faced Feng Ren, the tall and thin old man said with a pity: "I really want to see your face when you see me. It's a pity, I'm dead..."

"Uncle wizard, the master suddenly suffered from lung disease and passed away unexpectedly. Your condolences." Sincerity looked sad.

Wu Yin turned around, leaned into Cheng Cheng's ear and whispered, "Qiansi poison, you put it down..."

Sincerity's eyes are suddenly rounded!

Like a conditioned reflex, a dagger suddenly appeared in Cheng Yi's hand and stabbed at Wu Yin.

Clang!

The steel-like touch made Cheng Yi's face change drastically.

Armor? !

He immediately flipped the dagger, slid his right hand to the right, and pulled it back fiercely. The sharp dagger suddenly stabbed into the soft flesh on the waist.

Clang!

The symphony of gold and iron makes sincerity fall into an ice cave.

As if thinking of something. He completely gave up on defense or escape, and daggers stabbed Wu Yin all over his body one after another.

clang clang...

Boom!

The dagger was finally stuck on the right side of Wu Yin's neck.

Sparks flew, and the tip of the dagger suddenly broke!

Suddenly, Wu Yin's neck was covered with a pitch-black film. Like armor that sticks to the skin.

The sharp dagger could not injure the opponent in the slightest.

Wu Yin just stood there, with that joking smile on his face.

"Armored Soul?! This is the armored soul?!" Sincerity staggered back and murmured with a look of despair: "I have already drank Changsheng Yin. If it is two days later, I can still..."

"Changshengyin? You drank Changshengyin?" Wu Yin looked at the sincerity in astonishment: "Don't tell me, you poisoned Feng Ren just to rob Changshengyin?"

"Live for the Dao, die for the Dao, I'm not wrong!" Cheng Cheng shouted with blood red eyes.

"Aha...aha...ahahaha..."

"Drinking the longevity guide, the spirit, energy and spirit are polluted by foreign objects, but I can no longer see the longevity." Wu Yin smiled and leaned back and forth. "You still want to follow the path? It's ridiculous!"

Sincerity was completely stunned in place as if struck by lightning.

"Yes, he will definitely not teach this kind of crooked way to his apprentices."

"Senior brother was poisoned by his apprentice because of this? Hahaha... I can laugh at this joke for ten years!"

Wu Yin took the little fat man's hand and went out with a big smile.

My old-fashioned senior brother was killed by his old-fashioned style. It was so fun!

"Impossible, impossible, absolutely impossible!"

In the entire patriarchal hall, there are only sincere anger and desperate roars.

...

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!" Zhang Ye shook his head resolutely, "Qingshan County, what kind of treasure can there be in this backcountry?"

"But those Jianghu people who ran to Qingshan County said they had noses and eyes." Zhen Fan said hesitantly, "They said that the fire was caused by Baoguang, the treasure that was born."

"And the earthquake."

"It is said that the baby was originally buried at the bottom of Xiaodong Mountain. Because Qingfengguan opened the mountain and built an altar, it was disturbed."

Hearing this, Zhang Ye suddenly lost his confidence.

He couldn't help but look at the people at the table.

"Want to go see?" Chen Mu laughed.

Zhang Ye nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

"Go." Jie Jia said lightly.

Zhang Ye was instantly overjoyed.

"We can't wait for you." Xiaodaotong Chengming smiled.

Zhang Ye: "..."

He worked hard for a long time, just wanted to take a group of people to take a look. It's okay to wait for him.

As a result, not only Jiejia Chen Mu could see his intentions, but even the little one dared to make fun of him.

"Go go go go! Be honest!" Zhang Ye slapped Zhen Fan on the shoulder in an angry voice.

In order to reach Nanyang Mansion safely, he spent a lot of money in Zhuyi Pavilion.

You must not waste this expensive ticket just for the sake of curiosity.