Don’t Provoke the Turtle

Chapter 92: Dongyun

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The disciples of the Fuyang Sect were all very worried. Last night, a senior brother sent Master Zuo back to his room, and he screamed in the middle of the night, and he hasn't come out yet.

It was not until the sun was setting that the door creaked open and Uncle Zuo came out picking his teeth. Behind him was the senior brother who had sent him back to his room last night. At this moment, there were red palm prints on his face, his eyes were dull, and he had a death wish in his heart.

"Master, Uncle Master..."

"Hey! Young man, you are waiting for me to wake up so early. I will treat you tomorrow!"

The disciple took a few steps back, with a look of fear on his face: "Master, Uncle Master, it was you who had to send all the healing medicines here."

The uncle is really crazy. Yesterday, he talked nonsense about the uncle, uncle, and brother. Today, even the sister came out. He held a storage bag and trembled.

"Don't be afraid!" Zuo Suer put away the storage bag and gently stroked the back of his hand with her fingers.

The disciple shuddered suddenly.

Zuo Suer giggled and covered her mouth. She weighed the storage bag in her hand and walked out the door. Halfway through, she turned back and said, "Follow me. I promised you yesterday that I would take you to dig for treasure today! The treasure map of the Qingyuan Gate Prison is not only seen by me. If someone digs it out in advance, don't say that I didn't keep my word!"

The disciple shuddered again. The others looked at him sympathetically and quickly lowered their heads. "It is better to let a friend die than to let me die. Junior brother, we wish you great harvest."

Zuo Suer looked around and said, "Let's go, let's go! Everyone follow us. Anyone who doesn't go is disrespecting me~" His voice was shrill and made people feel creepy.

Just when I was at a loss as to what to do, I saw Zuo Suer walking out of the courtyard with a laugh, going straight to the sect's warehouse, and coming out carrying a flying boat.

"Get on board!"

No one dared to move.

Zuo Suer smiled sweetly: "I don't want to get on the boat, what do you want to get on?"

The disciple who sent him back to his room yesterday suddenly shuddered, and finally there was light in his eyes, but it was extreme fear. He flashed on the flying boat at a speed far beyond his usual speed, but he only dared to hide far behind, farthest away from Zuo Su'er.

The others reacted and no longer dared to hesitate. They all boarded the flying boat with heroic expressions on their faces.

The flying boat took off, and left the sect in a moment. An hour later, it landed on a hill. The hill was ordinary. But Zuo Suer looked around and punched at the foot of the hill.

The boxing is graceful, like a dance.

With a crackling sound, a cave appeared. It was not a real cave, but a temporary residence. There was a formation outside the cave. But the formation was shaky, obviously it had been there for too long.

Zuo Suer squatted on the side like a toad, looking at everyone on the flying boat: "What are you looking at? Break the formation! Are you waiting for me? I don't have any magic power."

Everyone shuddered.

Finally, someone swallowed his saliva, got off the flying boat and started to break the formation.

It wasn't that he was afraid of Zuo Suer, but normal treasure hunting required one to be on guard against teammates. Uncle Zuo had gone crazy, what if he mistakenly thought he was trying to steal the treasure and punched him to death

It would be fine if it was a real treasure, but I’m afraid that Uncle Zuo would treat trash as a treasure, then his death would be too unfair.

The formation was of a high level, but due to the long time, many of its functions had become ineffective. It took only half an hour to break them all. When he pushed open the door to the cave, he was stunned by the scene in front of him.

It was just a temporary cave with only one room. Skeletons were hanging on the ground and walls. Spirit stones, rotten herbs, and various refining materials were scattered everywhere. There were also two amber-like jade stones.

"Wow! Nuanyu!" Zuo Suer exclaimed in surprise, and everyone gasped for air. Have you ever seen a pig run before eating pork? They had never seen Nuanyu, but they had heard of it. To them, it was a treasure!

"What are you sucking for! The temperature has dropped!" Zuo Suer laughed out loud: "It's no use being shocked, give the warm jade to the master, and the rest is yours!"

The crowd did not dare to have extravagant hopes, and respectfully presented the warm jade to Zuo Suer. When they were sure that the crazy uncle was not interested in the other things, they rushed forward and took everything away.

Three thousand two hundred spirit stones, eight hundred and sixty Yuan crystals, and various materials for forging tools - the herbs had rotted and could not be counted.

Even if half of this money is handed over to the sect and then divided equally, it will be enough for them to struggle for ten years.

I wonder if my uncle-master knows where his real cave is

Zuo Suer looked at the satisfied Fuyang Sect disciples and sneered, "Are you satisfied just now?" He nodded his head, "There are at least hundreds of treasures stored here, aren't you guys happy to death?"

Everyone looked at Zuo Su'er, and gradually they were no longer afraid, and even felt a little eager.

"Move your things and go to the next place!" Zuo Su'er gave the order softly, and everyone immediately followed her orders, which was much more proactive than before when they had to threaten each other before getting on the flying boat.

The flying boat flew across the sky. It was already night and the sky was full of twinkling stars.

I don't know if it was bad luck. I dug two more treasures in succession. One was empty because it had been dug by someone else. The other one had something in it, but it had a well-prepared trap. One of my fellow apprentices couldn't dodge in time and was blown up.

torn into pieces.

But these are all small things, the harvest is greater than the first treasure.

Now Master Zuo is leading them to dig for the fourth treasure, which is a tomb. The underground palace is very large, and Master Zuo personally led the team down.

Only two people were left outside to keep watch. One was the wife's personal disciple, and the other was the junior apprentice who stayed in Uncle Zuo's room last night. Even if there were treasures, the junior apprentice would never dare to get close to Uncle Zuo, and would only stay far away, and took the initiative to ask to keep watch.

Everyone smiled knowingly, not caring at all, and followed Zuo Suer down to the tomb.

After an hour, everyone returned with a full load. When they returned to the ground through the tomb passage, they heard a scream from the ground.

Then he laughed unscrupulously: "Haha, is this the kid from the Fuyang Sect? What's the matter with that damn demon Zuo Suer bringing people to dig for treasure? To steal my things? Isn't it enough that Zhenyu has been beaten?"

Zuo Suer was startled, and the joy on her face turned into a sinister look: "Mutu!"

He punched upwards, smashed the tomb passage open and rushed out. Everyone followed closely behind him, and when they came up, they saw that the headmaster's disciple had been torn into pieces, and the other junior brother was huddled aside.

Uncle Master Zuo was fighting with a burly man, punching him real hard.

He is Mu Tu from Changfeng Sect, and one of the demons who escaped from Qingyuan Sect’s prison like Uncle Zuo.

"What are you standing there for? Can't you see the harvest from Changfeng Gate? Kill them, grab the treasure and go back immediately!" Zuo Suer's shrill voice came.

Both groups looked at each other's flying boat. It was full. This was on the flying boat, and there was no telling how much more was in the storage bag.

Both sides swallowed their saliva and rushed towards each other howling.

Mutu's voice came from the deep forest: "Haha! Changfeng Sect won't kill anyone, Qingyuan Sect is offering a high price for prisoners. Breaking the limbs of the Fuyang Sect brats and selling them at a good price will be another source of income."

A melee is about to break out.

This night, not only Changfeng Sect and Fuyang Sect.

All the old demons came out with their young followers to dig for treasures. Some of them encountered treasures more or less. Some of them dug directly into the territories of other sects, or accidentally entered the base of another sect with a group of treasures while escaping.

There were disputes everywhere.

But Dongyun Mountain is too big, and the sects are thousands of miles apart, so even sound cannot be transmitted.

(End of this chapter)