Han Li glanced around, and it happened that there was no one there, so he patted the spirit beast bag with one hand without hesitation, and a three-color gold-eating insect flew out of the bag soundlessly, and when he reluctantly Under the order of mobilizing the last trace of divine sense, the insect shot towards the stone house with a "whoosh". Then, the worm squeezed in flat from a gap in the stone gate.
The house was quiet, not a single sound.
Seeing this scene, Han Li sneered in his heart, and walked towards his residence without looking back. When Han Li just turned a corner, a scream suddenly came from the residence of the middle-aged man surnamed Feng.
Han Li pursed his lips, and continued walking back with a blank expression. However, the voices of people in the distance have already begun to rise.
Now that he had formed a grudge with the middle-aged man surnamed Feng, he naturally wanted to solve this problem cleanly and quickly while his mana and consciousness were still there. Otherwise, he would always feel a little uneasy to be missed by this person.
Before returning to the house, the little mana brought by the psychic energy was completely dissipated, and at the same time, the spiritual consciousness could not be separated from the body. Han Li shook his head lightly, looked at the residence not far away, and strode forward.
Walking into the house, Mei Ning lay sideways on the stone bed, breathing regularly and lightly, and fell asleep at some point.
Han Li was startled for a moment, then looked at her sweet and intoxicating sleeping face, and remembered the scene of the kiss not long ago, and his heart felt a little hot. But when he saw this woman curling her body slightly with a bit of chill, after hesitating for a while, he picked up a larger piece of monster skin from the pile of things on the table and covered the woman.
The woman seemed to feel the warmth, and the crescent eyebrows that were slightly frowned stretched out, and then subconsciously rolled the animal skin on her body automatically, and she was still asleep.
Seeing this situation, Han Li couldn't help laughing.
It's no wonder that although this woman's physique is far superior to that of ordinary people, she is a woman after all, and the previous toss made her extremely exhausted physically and mentally. As a result, while waiting for Han Li, she became unknowingly tired and fell asleep soundly.
After Han Li smiled, he didn't wake up the other party, but looked at the pile of materials on the table, and a strange look flashed in his eyes.
I don't know how long it took, Mei Ning woke up slowly, but before she opened her beautiful eyes, a faint voice came from her ear: "If you wake up, fellow Daoist Mei, get up. We have not been easy these two days , there are still some preparations to be made."
As soon as she heard the content of the words clearly, the woman sat up with a blushing face, and the monster skin on her body naturally slipped off.
This made the woman stunned, and then stared blankly at the place where the sound came out with a pair of bright eyes, showing a complex look on her face.
Han Li was sitting on the opposite chair, tidying up a rather large monster skin. When he saw the woman wake up, he smiled at her.
"I don't know if Miss Mei is proficient in female red art. I have some high-level fire-attribute animal skins here. If possible, it's best to make them into several leather clothes and wear them on the body. Yinfeng is also quite effective in resisting."
"I can give it a try, but I need some needles and threads." Seeing that Han Li didn't mention the kiss yesterday, Mei Ning backed away from embarrassment, but for some reason, there was something else in her heart that she couldn't tell. Feeling disappointed, but on the surface, she just replied with a slightly red face.
"These animal skins are relatively hard, and only the flying needle can barely pierce them. Then use these thinner animal tendons to make do with stitching. After all, we only want to resist the wind, so we can't pay much attention to it." Han Li lifted With his hand, he pulled out a long blue needle from the table and handed it over, as if he had already prepared it.
This needle is a top-level flying needle weapon, so sharp that even Han Li himself forgot that he got it from an unlucky monk who died in his hands. out of the pouch.
"I will do my best." Mei Ning bit her red lips and said in a low voice.
Han Li nodded, and just as he was about to say something, there were footsteps outside the door, followed by an old voice: "I wonder if Fellow Daoist Han is here?"
"Who?" Han Li was slightly taken aback, and asked a little strangely. But then he felt that the voice was a bit familiar, and after a little thought, it was the voice of the old man with long beard, and he was even more surprised.
"Hehe, Fellow Daoist had a great conversation with me on the stone platform yesterday!" A hearty laughter came from outside, and it was indeed the monk who called himself Wulonghai.
After the other party said so, Han Li naturally wouldn't close the door and disappear. He was also a little curious about the purpose of the other party's sudden visit here, so he got up and walked over a few steps, and opened the door. Sure enough, there was the smiling old man with long beard standing outside the house, and behind him were two other old men, one with a red face and white beard, and the other with a hunchback and a sinister figure.
"The three of you, please come in!" Han Li didn't ask the other party why he was here, and let them in without hesitation.
"This is Fellow Daoist Mei!" The three of them showed a bit of surprise when they saw Mei Ning in the room, but then they looked normal and saluted.
Mei Ning returned the salute, and then stood beside Han Li naturally, without saying a word. She looked like Han Li was the main one, and the three old men looked at each other thoughtfully.
After the three of them sat down on the chairs, Han Li glanced at the other two, and asked slowly: "These two are also..."
"Fellow Daoist Han guessed right. These two are fellow Daoists from the Great Jin Kingdom, a fellow Daoist Yun from the Tianfu Sect, and fellow Daoist Jin from the Universal Realm." The old man with long beards introduced.
Han Li nodded his head as a signal, and the two also looked at Han Li carefully, and they looked at each other with the same polite smile.
"Three friends, come here together, is there something important?" Han Li asked calmly.
Hearing Han Li's words, the three of them looked at each other subconsciously, and after a while, the bearded old man coughed dryly and said meaningfully: "Do you know, fellow Daoist Han, that Elder Feng, who specializes in martial arts in this village, suddenly He was bitten to death by an unknown strange insect. I heard that this strange insect suddenly bit his throat while he was asleep, and died a miserable death."
"Oh! There is such a thing? I don't know what kind of strange insect is so powerful!" Han Li's expression did not change at all, and he said lightly, which made the three people on the opposite side mutter in their hearts, and they couldn't tell whether it was really with Han Li. What does it matter.
"It's not very clear, because Elder Feng had passed away by the time the others heard the sound. Only a few villagers saw a flying insect flying out of its wound. Although they slashed the insect a few times with weapons, the The bug was extremely hard, and it flew away without any damage. Because it was covered in blood, no one could see the exact shape of the bug." The long-bearded old man stared at Han Li and asked slowly without blinking. The other two looked at Han Li with the same serious expression and remained silent.
"Why, don't you think the three of you did it, and came to the door to inquire about the crime." Han Li's expression remained unchanged, and he leaned back and said lazily.
"How could it be! The three of us absolutely believe that Fellow Daoist Han did not do this. It is true that Fellow Daoist did it, and the three of us couldn't be happier. That mortal surnamed Feng relied on some martial arts skills and always disrespected me and others, so he died. Just right." The old man's expression changed slightly, and he said with a haha.
After hearing this, Han Li narrowed his eyes slightly, seeing that they didn't say anything immediately.
After the eyes of the long-bearded old man turned slightly, he said tentatively: "But we heard people say that the elder Feng seemed to have visited the house of a fellow Taoist yesterday, and then he came out dejectedly. And today, the person who is examining this person's body At that time, I found that his arm had been broken. It seems that although Brother Han has lost his mana, he has other powerful means!"
Hearing what the other party said, Han Li raised his eyebrows. It seems that these few people still have some influence in the village, and they even know something about the middle-aged man surnamed Feng who entered his house yesterday and was frustrated.
"Could it be that the three fellow Taoists are here for this purpose? If there is anything, you can just say it clearly. I have no interest in beating around the bush." Han Li was silent for a while, his voice turned cold.
"This..." The bearded old man and the others couldn't help but look at each other when they heard Han Li say so frankly, with hesitation on their faces.
"Since you don't want to say it, Han doesn't force it. Fellow Daoists, please come back." Han Li didn't want to entangle him any longer, and said again with an impatient expression on his face.
Perhaps Han Li's words finally made the other party make a choice. The hunched and gloomy old man suddenly said, "Fellow Daoist Han, I wonder if you are interested in ruling this village with us."
"What do you mean?" Han Li frowned when he heard that, but in fact he had vaguely guessed what the other party meant.
"Since we are both monks, let me tell the truth. You must have met several elders in the village. Except for the great elder who came earlier than us and can hold the power in the village, the rest of the monks The status in the village is exactly the same as that of those mortals. They are also hungry and full, and even let me take the risk to hunt and kill Yin beasts. On the contrary, the only Yin beast crystal that we can rely on to cast spells is in our hands. In the hands of mortals, this is basically like guarding against thieves. It is a great shame for us to be wary of us. In this case, we monks simply unite and completely control the power of the village. I don’t know, fellow Daoist Han, what do you think?" The old man with long beard Seeing that his companion had leaked some information, he simply did not hide his true intentions anymore.