After taking a break like this, I felt unbearable pain under my feet when I was on the road again. I held the tree trunk beside me and took off my shoes. I saw two large blood blisters on my feet. My heart tightened and I hurriedly called Yang Yuanshan and said, "Master, my blood blisters are getting under my feet, it hurts very much!"

I thought Yang Yuanshan would cherish me, my beloved disciple, but his words almost made me spit blood: "Well, I have two cloth bags here. Go find some gravel and put them in, and then tie one on each ankle. In the future, follow the master and run around. It's better to practice the skills on your legs and feet first."

I was so angry that I stretched out five fingers and grabbed my knees, and immediately muttered in my heart: "He is the master and he is the master... I want to hold back I want to hold back..."

Seeing Yang Yuanshan really take out two small cloth bags from the cloth bag, I was stunned and muttered a few frustrated words, of course, I was mostly complaining, and I had nothing to say at once, so I had to turn my head and look for the gravel. Yang Yuanshan sat down and waited for me with great interest. I was so angry...

I searched for a long time and said I was looking for those stones, but in fact I was looking for those stones. After searching, I gradually walked around into a forest. I suddenly raised my head, but Yang Yuanshan disappeared. I thought, just wait, I untied my waist and urinated before talking. Just as I untied my waist, something special on the ground attracted me. I bent down and looked at it, and then picked it up. It turned out to be a white and flat handkerchief.

I have never seen silk fabrics in the true sense. The clothes worn by our villagers are the cheapest crude products in the small town. I picked them up and touched them and felt that they were extremely smooth and soft. After they stretched out, there were a pair of playful mandarin ducks embroidered on them, and there were two lines of small characters on the side. I said awkwardly: "I am willing to be a comparison... bird in the sky, and I am willing to be a branch when I go down the ground." This is still a poem, but... wait!

I looked at the pair of mandarin ducks again, and the two lines of words, and then found a place with moonlight. After a closer look, I was shocked!

"Golden Wire?!" I murmured, pinching it with my nails, it was indeed gold wire!

My heart suddenly rose to my throat, and I quickly looked around. It was a wilderness and deep mountains and forests. How could anyone fall down a handkerchief embroidered with gold wire?

Yang Yuanshan said I was in a bad mood, but I am so lucky now, right? To be precise, it's too good!

But based on the analysis of things I encountered since I was a child, it is usually impossible for me to have such good luck. Either the person who threw this handkerchief was even more unlucky than me, or something unlucky happened again!

"Huh~~~"

Suddenly, a cool mountain breeze passed by my back. I quickly turned around and carefully scanned the dim light, but there was nothing. Could it be that this is what the old people often call a mass grave? And this handkerchief is a burial...

My fingers shook, and the handkerchief slid down, and the gravel in my arms also "screw!" and it was a whirlpool that fell to the ground. I remember sweating in cold sweat and hurriedly squatted down to pick it up, but my vision was inseparable from the handkerchief-

"The seventh day of the lunar month! When is it? Why haven't you come back yet?" This was Yang Yuanshan's voice calling me from a distance. Although it was a urging of dissatisfaction, with this powerful master, my fear in my heart instantly eased most of the time. I picked up the gravel, and before leaving, I gritted my teeth, bent over and grabbed the handkerchief and ran back.

"Woooo~~hahaha~~~"

"Huh?" A sound of crying and laughing came into my ears for no reason. I swallowed suddenly. Yang Yuanshan was not seen in front of me. The fear that I had already suppressed in my heart rushed up again. If you say that people are unlucky to drink cold water, you will get stuck in your teeth. I don't know what I was stirring under my feet. I "thump!" I fell and ate shit!

Cold sweat rolled down my eyelids. I didn't care about the pain and took a quick look. The scene flashed in front of me almost made me regret my intestines. Afterwards, I thought about what to look at. I saw a white-haired figure holding a long-haired head with blood sausage in both hands, and ran quickly with tears and laughing.

I didn't see the figure with white hair clearly, but I saw the head of the long hair very carefully. Under the long hair was a woman's face, a pale face with a trace of blood, and under the broken neck was a bloody intestine. I was shocked all over, and clearly saw... I saw that the woman's face was smiling at me and smiling at me...

"Master!" I couldn't help but scream loudly.

A figure rushed towards me like lightning. At the same time, five or six yellow talisman papers flew out of the sky from the air, spreading out into the distance. When I was still panicking, a warm big hand grabbed my shoulder and pulled me up. I was excited. Isn’t this person my master, Yang Yuanshan!

Yang Yuanshan looked me up and down, and said with anger: "Qinqi, are you okay?"

Although there was a slashing pain on my knee, these minor injuries were nothing to me. I shook my head and said, "Master, I'm fine, but I just saw it...I saw..."

Thinking of the scene just now, I couldn't help but shivering.

Yang Yuanshan nodded and said, "This place is full of resentment and yin energy. It seems that it is mostly a mass grave. If you are fine, if they dare to act rashly, it is more than enough to destroy them into the Wudicheng City with their master's skills!"

Before he finished speaking, Yang Yuanshan walked up to me, clasped his fists to the deep and bottomless old forest of the deep mountains and said, "I am Yang Yuanshan, Maoshan Tantra. I don't want to disturb me when I pass by this place. Since that's the case, I just hope that you will be at peace with yourself. As the saying goes, dust returns to dust and soil. If something really happens, don't blame my subordinates for being ruthless!"

Yang Yuanshan's words slowly fell, and I suddenly realized that the air around me was not so cold, as if it was as peaceful as it was from illusion to reality. I looked at Yang Yuanshan's back gratefully. His back was still so depressed, but in my heart, it was so majestic and tall!

I thought Yang Yuanshan would comfort me, but I didn't expect another scolding came: "You are still my personal disciple of Maoshan Tantra. Some lonely ghosts scared you like this. If it is spread, where will the teacher's face be?! Alas... I originally thought that the path was safe all the way, but I didn't expect that your unlucky fate will be in conflict with evil and disaster. But it's strange... Your master, I have some knowledge of Taoism. The place where I was just now was only ten feet away from here. Usually those things are retreating. This time it's strange, strange..."

As he said that, Yang Yuanshan shook his head and walked back with a sigh. I didn't dare to be stunned. I hurriedly chased me. This time, I was so scared that I almost lost the door. If I hadn't been in my heart, then peeing would have been... If it were such a result, I would have been scolded, and even if my master was expelled from the mountain gate, I might have been secretly grateful that I would never walk around in such a place in the future.

According to the requirements of my master Yang Yuanshan, I had an extremely heavy cloth bag tied to each of my ankles. I became even more tired now and the blood bubbles on my feet were getting more and more painful. I really doubted, this is a master who is considered a master. How could he treat his disciples like this? He sometimes protects his calf so tightly, and sometimes abuses him without compromise. In short, in addition to being taller at some times in my heart, this master still has some picky problems, such as old-fashioned, harsh, weird, bad temper, and face-loving...

After walking for a long time, in the second half of the night, we finally encountered a cold house with no villages in front of us and no shops in the back. It was true that it was cold. It was extremely quiet here, and even the cries of insects and beasts often heard on the roadside were so hard that we could not even smell a fart near this house.

The thin and cold moonlight gradually tilted westward. Yang Yuanshan walked in front and rushed to the front of the gate of the house. The surroundings were dark and dark, and even unnatural light could not be seen. This is not surprising. After all, it is still midnight now, so who doesn’t sleep at home? Only our master and apprentice are just rushing around day and night.

Yang Yuanshan paused in front of the gate, then patted the door casually and asked, "Is anyone? There is one--"

Before Yang Yuanshan could shout out the second time, one of the doors was slapped open by the slight force on his palm. A quaint wooden mat friction sound came, and the first feeling was, why didn't this family latch the door?

"Master, why don't this family get bolted?" I asked a little uncomfortable.

Yang Yuanshan didn't seem to be surprised and said: "That's natural, otherwise how can the charity village do business?"

Looking at the indifferent smile that Yang Yuanshan showed after he finished speaking, I couldn't help but open my eyes wide. It turned out that this... isn't this for people to live in? It's a charity village for people to temporarily live in?!
Chapter completed!