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Chapter 147: Yuanxixing

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"With him, the Qing soldiers pushed a lot inside, but they also suffered heavy losses. The secrets in the cave seemed to be very important, and a **** came later."

"When my father saw the danger in this cave, he thought that the big soldiers would use the villagers as cannon fodder caves. As a result, they were not willing to let outsiders in. Although these recruited villagers were not allowed to enter, they were not allowed to leave. For fear of revealing the secrets inside, these villagers stay in the camp and take care of the logistics."

"As the cave deepened, something went wrong one night. Countless tiny rattan sticks came out of the cave and everyone was involved. Except for my father, he managed to escape with one life. The Taoist priest named Yuan Xixing was not spared and was also drawn into the cave, but he played this half-cut flute before being swallowed by the cave."

"This half-cut flute happened to be hit by my father's side. In a panic, my father grabbed the flute and ran outside the camp, and finally let my father escape. But my father didn't dare to appear in the world again. In front of him, because of his mutation."

"Mutated?" Wu Xuanyi was a little surprised. He had seen a lot of demons and ghosts, but he hadn't seen a mutant.

"Yes, my father's skin began to become like a plant, stiff and green." The village head nodded.

"Your father is not the monster on the banyan tree." Ye Yi immediately reacted.

Since the Qing soldiers died because of that cave, the banyan tree demon who killed them in the legend naturally does not exist.

The banyan tree did not become a demon, but strange things happened. It could only be caused by people behind it.

"Yes." The village head nodded, "My father can't see people, but he is reluctant to leave the village and his family, so he took shelter on the big banyan tree at the head of the village. It is a pity that a night of thunder and lightning. My father still had an accident."

"The legend of the Banyan Tree Demon turns out to be such a thing!" Ye Yi suddenly understood.

"Mr. Ye, I have told you everything, my grandson."

"Don't worry, your grandson is okay. When I just handed your grandson to you, I had already got rid of the evil spirit imposed on him by this half flute." Ye Yi turned the half flute around in his hand. Said.

"The village chief, since your father has been to that cave, I think he should have told you where the cave is, and I need you to take us there." Wu Xuanyi said.

"I..." The village chief was hesitant to speak, looking very taboo.

"The village chief, you should know that we are not ordinary people now. Since we know that there is such a place, we will not give up if we don’t go. I think you should just take us there to save unnecessary trouble. "Wu Xuanyi continued, "Don't worry, we won't let you into the cave, you can leave as long as you get to the place."

The village chief looked at Ye Yi and then at Wu Xuanyi. He felt helpless, and knew that since this matter had reached this point, it was definitely impossible to stop there, so he nodded and agreed.

Without further ado, Ye Yi and Wu Xuanyi immediately let the village chief lead the way.

The village chief led the way, just passing the route of the old beggar last night, but on the small road, the pile of bones that the old beggar turned into last night has disappeared.

"Ye Yi, the pile of bones is gone." Wu Xuanyi paid attention to both sides of the path and noticed this keenly.

"I noticed." Ye Yi said.

"What bones are you talking about?" the village chief asked in a frightened manner, for fear of saying something wrong.

"Don't worry, continue to lead the way." Ye Yi waved his hand.

After walking northward from Rongshu Village for more than a dozen miles, the path gradually disappeared, and there was already a patch of thorns and weeds ahead.

"There is no way." The village chief said embarrassedly.

"It's okay." Ye Yi smiled faintly, and pointed at the center of his eyebrows, and a drop of water emerged from the center of his eyebrows.

Water droplets fly out, Dao produces one, two lives, two produces three, and three produces all things. A drop of water flies out of countless tiny rays of light, cutting through the weeds and thorns like a spiral knife.

Grass chips flew across, thorns broke, and a path was broken.

"This, this..." The village chief looked at this scene in shock.

"Don't make a fuss, lead the way." Ye Yi said.

Wu Xuanyi picked a dog's tail grass casually and fiddled with it boredly behind him.

The mountains and forests were very barren and primitive. Ye Yi's latest Dao Guo Daosheng kept opening his way until the sun passed over his head and finally reached his destination.

A few miles away, Ye Yi and Wu Xuanyi noticed the strangeness in front of them. Originally, such mountains and forests were old trees, withered vines, weeds and thorns, but a few hundred meters ahead, there was only a wasteland with no grass growing.

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"It's not that this was the barracks of the Qing soldiers. Although people were drawn into the cave, they wouldn't even be drawn into the cave, right?" Wu Xuan muttered.

"Look." Ye Yi said.

When I approached, I found a white bone on the wasteland, with the head facing forward and the face down, half of the skeleton was buried in the soil.

"Can I go back?" the village chief asked with fear, for fear that Ye Yi and Wu Xuan would kill them if they didn't agree with each other.

"Go back." Ye Yi stared at the white bone on the ground, waved his hand and said plainly.

The village chief, as if he received an amnesty, quickly turned around and ran out of the forest without looking back.

Ye Yi raised his hand and flew out two little paper figures to follow him. Of course, Ye Yi didn't want to kill people, but was worried about such a dense forest. If a jackal, tiger and leopard really ran out, it would be dangerous.

"Ye Yi, look, half a flute." Wu Xuanyi squatted in front of Bai Gu, pointing to the bones of the hand that Bai Gu stretched forward.

"It seems that this is Yuan Xixing." Ye Yi thought for a while. "Only Yuan Xixing had such a thing. He escaped from the cave, but he was seriously injured or dead."

"Yes, his leg bones are all broken, and it hurts to think about it." Wu Xuan flattened his mouth and sighed.

"Under the strong desire to survive, pain is nothing, but the bones give birth to gold. Yuan Xixing's cultivation base during his lifetime is not bad, but it is a pity that he died here."

Ye Yi looked at it carefully, and noticed that there were golden spots on the bones of Yuan Xixing. This was a manifestation of the cultivation of a certain technique that could reach the realm.

Wu Xuanyi took a branch and poked it on the golden spots of the bone, which was very novel.

"Ye Yi, can we also practice this way? In this way, we don't have to worry about the inheritance left to future generations. Just keep our own skeleton. A golden skeleton is worth much." Wu Xuanyi is whimsical.

"Where did these weird thoughts come from your mind all day long." Ye Yi's head seemed to have a crow "quacking" flying by. "A golden skeleton doesn't have the one in your small pocket. Before Ye Mingzhu."

"The idea not to hit my baby, this is all I searched carefully." Wu Xuanyi immediately subconsciously pressed his pocket tightly.