The red sun was scorching hot, and the official road in front of the city gate could not see a single figure for a long time.
The rough men were squatting under the shade of the tree, with their bare shirts banging the broken fan, listening to the whirring sound, they complained: "What do you think Master Qu is crazy, it's a hot day, and there's no shortage of money, no business pick-up, let's It's not like you're here to sell watermelons!"
"Look at your virtue, I don't understand."
A shrewd man with a shrewd face said plausibly, "Recently, the road has become more and more chaotic, Qingzhou, Yuzhou, Yangzhou... Hey! Those big and small Jianghu martial arts are like crazy, some of them are directly fighting! They are killing their eyes. already."
"really?"
The idlers who spent all day enjoying the shade in the courtyard alleys widened their eyes in surprise.
"Either way, you have no knowledge or progress." The shrewd man poured himself a large sip of herbal tea and said in a low voice, "I came back from a neighboring county a few days ago, and I saw it really, which Tiger Mighty Knife King's family, In normal times, he has something to do with the government, but now, everyone teaches people to kill!"
Everyone gasped, and it was a cold on a hot day.
They squatted in this small town, and Qu Hong would take them out when there was a live connection. When they had nothing to do, they were so idle that they talked about the new things in the eight towns. What kind of illicit salt dealers, red goods, etc., such serious businessmen, can't listen to Qu Ye's reputation.
Speaking of skills, they have two strokes, they can be regarded as trainees, but they are still far from masters - of course, those are monks.
This Tiger Mighty Sword King family had a small clan of foundation-building cultivators, and there were many disciples in the Qi-cultivation period. Compared with ordinary people, they had almost no advantages, but they were strong and agile.
The lifespan of the monks in the foundation-building period is two hundred. If the Wang family does not have a second foundation-building monk, even those small and scattered cultivators will not be able to compare. It is a good way to join the small sect.
The small sect is attached to the big aristocratic clan, and the aristocratic clan relied on the inheritance sect with the Nascent Soul monks in charge, and finally belonged to the aggregation sect, one of the five major sects of the right way. This layered complex relationship, even if the aggregation sect is in charge of the county. , I don't even know the name of the Tiger King's Blade.
But once a conflict occurs, the ants under the beast's feet are the first to suffer.
Not only the magic way, not only the decency, the entire cultivation world is in a stagnant and strange atmosphere.
The rough men moved the watermelon to the side and whispered together: "Come on, tell me what the hell happened to the Wang family, and everyone was wiped out."
"who knows."
The people who were chatting about the news pouted, and the people of the Wang family were used to being domineering, and the enemy family could fill their gatehouses here.
Who knew that an old man who was passing by to enjoy the shade laughed and said, "I know about this."
Everyone was startled and turned to look at the empty-handed old man.
"The Wang family is so complacent that it doesn't count for doing tricks in other people's homes. They also kidnapped other people's children and raised them in their own homes for many years, just waiting for the day when they use this child's hands to steal other people's exercises! This thing is exposed, and it's still Is there a way out?"
The old man said it lightly, but everyone was terrified.
- This is too outrageous. Although they have a dispute in the rivers and lakes and never report to the official, it is too much to destroy the whole family.
"Senior, you know who the Wang family has provoked, and I can tell my brothers to avoid such evil stars."
"Hmph, you just want to provoke, and others don't look down on it." The old man sneered casually, and then said to himself, "The Wang family shouldn't die, but whose family is not on fire, there are so many mice, and one will always be caught. Come out."
After saying that, he walked away and walked into the city leisurely.
The rough men looked at each other in dismay, and suddenly slapped their hands: "Selling watermelons, let's continue to sell them. Master Qu is knowledgeable. He is squatting at the gate of this city, he can hear the news, and he can run when the situation is bad."
"That's right, what if those evil stars came here
"By the way, why don't you see Master Qu?"
"Master Qu got a storybook a few days ago, and it's fascinating! I didn't realize that Master Qu was so good at it before!"
After they finished talking in a serious manner, they murmured boringly about who's baby in the front yard and back alley was going up to the house, and the stove in the kitchen was broken again. (Fat piercing in a stone), they don't say a word.
Qu Hong is a "master" who can hear no matter how low his voice is. With this lesson first, rough guys usually gossip outside, so how can they not pay attention.
It was the cultivator who entered the city gate, who felt that he had complained for a while, but in retrospect, he felt that those men were very winking, and when he found a strange old man interjecting, he did not come to question him, but he was very respectful.
He looked at the simple and ordinary houses again, and there were women dragging basins to bathe their babies under the shade of trees, and he felt that this place was very peaceful.
The cultivator stroked his beard, walked in all directions, wandered around the city, and found that there were really no decent restaurants, so he had to force himself to the most stylish teahouse in the east of the city.
I bumped into a fat man carrying a small iron bucket.
It's too hot, and the whole city is full of babies who only wear apron, but it's rare to be so fat.
There was a crucian carp in the iron bucket, with its gills open and closed desperately.
Some passers-by laughed when they saw it: "Whose baby is this, she is stocky and strong."
"On the west side."
The rest of the people lost their interest immediately. The West City were mostly foreigners, and it was impossible to get to know the people here without staying for a few generations. The more remote the place, the more particular about these.
"I heard that they are all rough guys with knives and guns!"
"There are also refugees who abandoned their fields and fled from the disaster in Yuzhou the year before last."
When it comes to their origins, these squires who are holding the air seem to be noble, shaking their heads and saying, "No wonder even children have to come out to work hard."
The cultivator who looked like an old man was stunned for a moment, and wondered, isn't this kid just having fun
The weather is so hot, and the fish is probably dead after tossing home. Whose adults would let their children work like this
He was not happy when he heard this, and he didn't want to enter the teahouse, so he involuntarily followed Fat Dun down the street.
Unexpectedly, Pang Dun felt something, turned his head and slammed the iron bucket at him, and continued walking.
"… "
This baby is really fun.
When the monk became interested, he wanted to chase him forward to see what kind of family he was from, and whether he could accept him as an apprentice—it was too fat, and the flesh on his face was so crowded that he couldn’t see his face clearly. Touching, probably can't find it.
As a result, the fat man didn't rush to go home, but got into a deserted open space, put the fish on the shelf with familiarity, and then stared at the monk vigilantly as if he remembered something.
Is it possible that it is still food
The monk thought happily, and then his smile froze on his face.
A young man in a blue cloth stood not far away and looked over coldly.
Although the cold and heat have not invaded for a long time, the cultivator is still in a cold sweat instinctively - this young man's appearance is very ordinary, more precisely, he will not remember it once he has seen it.
It wasn't long before he wanted to forget it.
It was the young man who followed behind Shi Feng in Yunzhou a few years ago.
But didn't the Gorefiend brothers go to sea with the boat
The cultivator was stiff all over, and awkwardly pulled out a smile that was uglier than crying. He turned around and ran away. It was better now. Isn't it Shi Feng who came from the side that asserted the remnant wall
Shi Zhonghuo hugged Chen He's leg and looked at "Stalker" angrily.
The cultivator's eyes went dark, and he felt that this was really justified, and he couldn't explain it clearly.
"Sh... uh, Venerable, Young Master Chen. This is a misunderstanding!" The cultivator grimaced. He probably didn't read the almanac when he went out today, and he could even encounter this evil star.
Chen He stared at him for a long time. After turning over the mirage beads, he went to find the sapphire ball again. He finally turned the old man's face out from the memory of the time he left Heiyuan Valley and entered Yunzhou City.
At that time, many monks were mixed in the crowd, and they used random things to change their way into the city. An old man stomped his feet in a hurry, and pulled out the copper hairpin of the woman in front of him. Ran.
Hit the door again today
Chen He pondered deeply, he knew that before Shi Feng became a Demon Venerable, there were not many people in the cultivation world who knew Shi Feng, and the people who could recognize Shi Feng at a glance might be—
"His Holiness and the Gathering faction have a lot of grudges, but I just had to do it." The cultivator took two steps back, wishing to stick it on the wall, "It's not intentional to go against the Beixuan faction."
Chen He looked at his senior brother.
Shi Feng's voice transmission said: "This person is a Nascent Soul cultivator outside the gate. He is well-informed. Master has no fixed address. You know that. When the gathering group set a trap to arrest Master, they forced him to inquire about the news. The Aggregator didn't want to reveal the secret, and originally planned to kill him to silence him, but I happened to go to kill the Aggregator, so he took the opportunity to escape."
Chen He was stunned, and when he looked at the cultivator again, there was a trace of ill will in his eyes.
-That's all, this person betrayed Nan Hongzi's whereabouts, although it is hateful, but the Aggregate faction is very ambitious, if you miss this time, there will always be another time. Originally, he had nothing to do with the Beixuan faction, and if he was coerced, he would have no choice.
Chen He didn't do anything, the cultivator was already restless and broke out in cold sweat.
"Going to Yunzhou, you can also say that you heard the rumors and were very interested in the true fire of Samadhi, but why did you come to this remote town?" Shi Feng asked in a calm tone. some time.
Shi Feng and Chen He were shocked at the same time, and exchanged a look of inconceivable astonishment.
- The matter of gathering together to send undercover to the Yin-Yang sect of the Demon Dao has developed to the present, and it has become a problem for all sects and sects. All of them are closed to investigate. The better people are in danger. Unfortunately, various conflicts have begun to appear. The situation is precarious, and the melee in the cultivation world is about to break out.
It's not a war between righteous and demons in the general sense, because now there are many sects, and no one believes in anyone.
"There are so many people outside the customs. What's the reason for you to hide in the Central Plains?" Chen He bent down and took Shi Zhonghuo away from his lap, and glanced at it: If you want to play, go to grill the fish, don't make trouble.
The cultivator's eyes went straight and he thought that the last time he saw Chen He in Yunzhou, the other party was definitely in the late stage of Foundation Establishment. Now he can't see through Chen He's cultivation at all, even though there are rumors in the cultivation world that Gorefiend's apprentice and brother have changed. He was in the divine stage, but he subconsciously felt that Shi Feng must have two junior brothers... This makes sense.
"Anything else?"
"Uh!" The cultivator snapped back to his senses and quickly denied it, "No, no, that's not the case! It's the Daxueshan Qiankun Temple that is making a lot of trouble, and there's no peace, so I can only run away from it?"
"How to say?"
"Liang Qianshan's eldest apprentice wanted to murder the younger apprentice. The matter was exposed, and the Daxue Mountain was very lively." The monk couldn't help but pouted, "That nest is not a good thing."
Chen He raised his eyebrows slightly, and was very satisfied.