Inside the house, Yu Fei's wife took a rag and ran out anxiously.
"Chest hurts..."
Yu Fei covered his heart, as if he didn't feel the corrosion on his arm.
Su Anlin stood up in shock.
"Little brother, what happened to my head?" the woman asked anxiously.
"Brother Yu is suddenly like this. Could it be that he accidentally ate the poison of the black blood flying insect just now?"
Su Anlin explained casually and removed the Yang Qi at the same time.
As the Yang Qi disappeared, Yu Fei returned to normal little by little.
"Brother Yu, how are you?" Su Anlin helped Yu Fei sit down.
"Huh huh..." Yu Fei gasped: "Okay... much better. I may have had a bad stomach just now. It was too uncomfortable."
"You take a rest."
"Well, Brother Su, I made you laugh." Yu Fei looked at Su Anlin, with a different look in his pupils.
Su Anlin sat back and asked curiously: "Brother Yu, two people died here just now. Do many people usually die in your village?"
Yu Fei nodded: "Someone will die almost every three days. There is nothing we can do about it. The village is surrounded by ghosts. Even if we organize patrols to defend ourselves, it will be a drop in the bucket. Some things cannot be prevented by relying on defense.
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"Well, there are so many dead people, where are all the dead people buried?"
Su Anlin asked again.
"On that hilltop in the north, dead people in the village will be buried there. Hey, why are you asking?"
The couple looked at Su Anlin at the same time, with curiosity in their eyes.
Su Anlin smiled: "It's okay, I'm just curious. I was thinking that your place is too small and if there are too many people dead, wouldn't the population of the village become smaller and smaller?"
His question is actually something that normal people would think of.
But neither Yu Fei nor his wife thought about this. Instead, they glanced at Su Anlin suspiciously, thinking this question was strange.
In their concept, although people often die in the village, it seems that the population of the village has not decreased.
Su Anlin didn't say much more. After having a good meal, he proposed to go shopping by himself.
Then, Su Anlin walked along the middle road of the village towards the north hill.
Wherever he passed, some children and old people enjoying the cool air looked at Su Anlin.
Some of them were curious, some were sinister, and most of them responded with friendly smiles.
"Is it a ghost?"
Su Anlin made a guess in his mind.
He vaguely felt that he was gradually figuring out the truth about this village.
A terrifying truth!
Unknowingly, he came to the north.
Three men pushing carts were coming down, one of whom Su Anlin had seen was the boss of another patrol, nicknamed Lao Mao.
"Hey, isn't this Brother Su?" asked the old cat.
"Yeah, Brother Cat." Su Anlin nodded in greeting.
"This place is the cemetery of our village. What are you doing here? Leave quickly. It's unlucky." The old cat waved his hand.
He was also polite to Su Anlin because of Su Anlin's high strength.
Su Anlin said: "I don't have anything to do. I'm just strolling around."
"What's so interesting about a dead man's cemetery?"
The old cat shook his head and walked straight through Su Anlin: "Then you see, we have been so busy that we haven't even eaten yet, so we are going down the mountain."
"Okay, Brother Cat, walk slowly."
When the others walked away, Su Anlin took a deep breath and came to the top of the mountain.
There are many small mounds of dirt here.
One after another, many in number.
These buried everyone in the village.
The soil in two of the small mounds is still new, and the two unlucky ones who were just killed by black-blooded flying insects should be buried there.
However, is what is buried here really a corpse?
Su Anlin pulled out the big knife from his waist and stabbed it with a thought.
Under the earth bag, it seemed to be empty. After stabbing it down without any hindrance, it felt lonely and there was nothing.
"Bang!"
He flicked the blade of the knife and dug up the soil.
More than an hour later, he dug out two soil bags.
Taking a closer look, it was the same as his guess.
No entity.
Inside the earth bag, there was nothing.
"Hehehe...hehehe..."
"I understand, I understand."
Su Anlin wanted to laugh, but couldn't.
The truth is often very cruel.
swish swish...
swish swish...
Suddenly, there was a rustling sound in the woods not far away.
When the wind chases something, the leaves over there are blown away.
Vaguely, Su Anlin saw things over there through the dense forest.
There are more small bumpkins there.
And there are tombstones stuck on the mounds of soil there.
What caught my eye was a somewhat familiar name.
【Yu Fei's Tomb】
"Brother Yu...he is really dead."
Su Anlin turned around suddenly. At this moment, he looked down at the small mountain village in front of him and realized why no one was practicing martial arts here.
Why do they practice Qi control?
The so-called Qi Control Technique is not a martial art, but a technique for controlling Yin Qi.
Because they are ghosts themselves and can control Yin Qi.
"Deng Deng Deng!"
In the woods in front of me, footsteps could be heard little by little.
It seemed like someone was coming.
Su Anlin frowned, and he simply walked over and pushed aside the leaves.
Then, he saw the village chief Wang Cunshui staring at him coldly.
Wang Cunshui has been here for a while. He looked at the two tombs dug by Su Anlin with an expressionless face.
"Did you notice?" Wang Cunshui's tone was dry.
"Well, I discovered it. People outside say this is a ghost village. It's not because of the gathering of yin energy here, making it prone to being haunted!"
"It's because the villagers here are all dead." Su Anlin said slowly.
Wang Cunshui turned his head and said: "My senior brother is really amazing. Just look for anyone here, and they are all so powerful!"
"Anyone who is a little more careful can observe it, right?" Su Anlin responded.
"It's not that easy. There are dozens of people coming into this village, and no one will find that everyone here is dead."
Wang Cunshui shook his head.
Walking along a trail, Su Anlin discovered that there was a cave of its own here.
There is an old cemetery outside, and there is also a courtyard here.
It exudes a medicinal fragrance and a powerful Yang energy.
"This is your real residence." Su Anlin said.
"This is where I boil the medicine." Wang Cunshui explained without turning around.
"What's going on in that village? All the tombstones here belong to the villagers?" Su Anlin asked.
"It's a long story. Sit down."
Go into the courtyard.
The small yard is enclosed by a fence.
The fence was covered with a kind of legume, and it was covered with dense fruits.
There are several small trees in the corner of the yard, and there is a stone table in the middle with tables and chairs on the sides.
Su Anlin sat on the edge of the stone table, looked around, and said, "So, you are the only living person here."
"That's right." Wang Cunshui admitted: "Tell me about my past. Do you know why I don't get along with my senior brother Liu Ye?"
"Not sure."
Wang Cunshui said: "Because of ideals! My senior brother believes that humans and evil spirits cannot coexist. He wants to kill all evil spirits. For this reason, he even took refuge with a high official and finally became the lord of the city."
"As for me, although my senior brother and I come from the same sect and learned the same exercises, the difference is that I later started raising feminin objects. My senior brother thought it was against humanity, so we quarreled, and finally I left him out of anger.
Come here."
"When I came, this village was very quiet. The villagers were not very wealthy, but they had enough food and clothing."
"However, the enemies later found this place. They poisoned the nearby water and poisoned everyone."
After saying these words, Wang Cunshui sighed in his heart, "In the end, I simply kept all my souls, and ghosts gradually formed here. Because of the existence of ghosts, some ordinary evil spirits would come over, but it made other people outside dare not come. Over time,
, formed such a situation.”
Su Anlin understood, "Then they have all forgotten what happened before?"
Wang Cunshui smiled: "Ghosts are very strange things. They are not willing to recall bad things unless you remind them. Anyway, just take them like this and let them continue to live like this. It's good."
"Maybe, when I die, this place will disappear..."
Su Anlin didn't know what to say.
"Ghost Village, I never thought the real secret is this."
"But in fact, they are not harmful to anyone, right?" Wang Cunshui waved his hand: "Let's not talk about it. Now that you have discovered it, don't go to the village. If they notice it and make them crazy, that would be bad.
Already."
Wang Cunshui continued: "Now you come in with me."
"Senior, are you injecting yang energy into the bronze door?" Su Anlin asked, feeling the yang energy coming from the room.
"Yes, the Bronze Door is a seventh-grade magic weapon with a special material that can automatically absorb the Yang energy from the sun, but the absorption speed is too slow."
Entered the house.
Su Anlin noticed that the bronze door had turned into a large door and stood in the middle of the house.
Above the head, a big hole was opened in the roof.
The hot sunlight shines on the bronze door.
Inside the house, pots of potions are placed next to the bronze door.
There is a fire burning under each pot of potion. The potion boils in the pot, emitting the smell of the potion and releasing waves of hot Yang energy.
As soon as Yang Qi appears, it will be absorbed by the bronze door.
Su Anlin was surprised and said seriously: "What is this potion? The yang energy it releases looks very strong."
Wang Cunshui said proudly: "That's natural. I have been studying various medicines here for many years and have come up with a lot of good things. This medicine I call Yang Shui. It is made from some medicinal materials and releases a lot of Yang Qi."
"I heard that there are magical instruments outside that need to input Yang Qi, and there are also similar medicines." Su Anlin said.
"Well, there are some, but mine is simpler."
As he spoke, Wang Cunshui stretched out his hand, and Yang Qi surged out of his hand, injecting Yang Qi into the bronze door.
"Boy, it seems you don't know how to input yang energy into the magic weapon."
Wang Cunshui looked at Su Anlin with a smile.
Because if Su Anlin knew how to inject yang energy into the magic weapon, if the bronze door was in his hands, he would have already input yang energy.
But now there is none, which means Su Anlin doesn't know how.
Su Anlin admitted generously: "I haven't used magic weapons much, and I'm really not very good at it. Senior, can you teach me?"
"What you think is beautiful."
Wang Cunshui rolled his eyes.
Good guy, I mentioned this matter deliberately to whet his appetite.
Su Anlin was speechless for a while: "Senior, think about it, if you can teach me, if you encounter trouble later, I can help you, right?"
"You can pull it off. You have a small mouth and can play it better than my wife. What do you think this is? You can learn it in just a few days?"
Su Anlin said: "Senior, how will you know if I can do it if you don't try?"
"Stop bragging. I have been traveling around the world for so many years and I have seen so many young talents. There are very few people who claim to be geniuses."
"Senior, you said that few people can do it, so that means there are still people who can do it, so why not let me try?"
Su Anlin was finally convinced and said shamelessly.
Seeing that Wang Cunshui was still unmoved, Su Anlin said: "Senior, you didn't even let me try, how do you know I'm not good?"
"You're really nagging, okay, I'll let you try, but what if it doesn't work?"
After waiting for a long time, it turned out that there were conditions.
Su Anlin clasped his fists: "Senior, please explain clearly."
"Hehe..." Wang Cunshui then smiled: "I can teach you, but if you can't learn, then you have to stay with me for three years and help me!"
"Okay, if I can learn it in these three days, then I don't have to stay here." Su Anlin said.
"Hahaha, okay, of course this is no problem."
Wang Cunshui looked like he was convinced of Su Anlin.
He just said all this just to keep Su Anlin here.
It is inconvenient for him to do many things here as a living person. If Su Anlin can help him here, he will often do something for him, or be a little pharmaceutical apprentice and go out to purchase some things.
That's much more convenient.
Both of them showed confident smiles, but each had their own hidden agenda.
"Okay, now I'll teach you how to identify the magic weapon and how to input yang energy into the magic weapon!"
"There are many kinds of magical instruments. The most common ones that are not of high quality can't input Yang Qi. The better ones, if they are made of special materials, can't input Yang Qi. These kinds of magical instruments are disposable."
"This is why it is necessary to identify the magic weapon at the beginning."
"How to identify it? Just enter Yang Qi..."
Wang Cunshui knew a lot about these things, and he lectured on theoretical knowledge for two hours, which benefited Su Anlin a lot.
Only then did he realize that there are many types of magical weapons.
Attack type, defense type, restraint type, and functions similar to power banks, which are specially designed to store Yang energy...
Magical weapons that are not of high quality are of the lowest level.
Then it is divided into nine grades, eight grades, seven grades, and so on.
This does not mean that all magical instruments that have reached the highest grade can be charged with Yang Qi. Some special magical instruments cannot be charged with Yang Qi even if they are of the highest grade.
"Understood?"
After Wang Cunshui said this, his eyes flashed with a different look.
Without waiting for Su Anlin to reply, he smiled faintly and said, "The next step is to teach you how to store yang energy in the magic weapon."
He stretched out one hand, put his hand on the magic weapon, and said: "To preserve Yang, you must first release Yang Qi. Before releasing Yang Qi, you must learn Yang Qi-type exercises! My method is called Suoyang.
achievement!"
Su Anlin clearly felt that the surrounding yang energy was gathering towards Wang Cunshui's palm.
Then, after his transformation, he entered the bronze door in front of him.
Seeing this scene, Su Anlin's heart moved slightly.
'He has Yang Suo Gong and I have Yang Shen Gong. Theoretically, they are the same. He absorbs Yang energy from the outside world, while I absorb it from within the body.'
'If we could learn this trick and work on both sides, wouldn't the Yang force be stronger?'
Su Anlin suddenly changed his mind.
"Look, the secret of Suoyang Gong is this..."
Wang Cunshui didn't hide anything.
He does intend to teach this technique. After all, the technique of releasing Yang Qi is not a secret and can be learned in many places.
After listening for a while, Su Anlin gradually understood how to use Suoyang Gong.
But now I just understand it, and I probably know how Suoyang Gong works.
It is unlikely to be actually used for the time being.
The principle is very simple, it is similar to a kind of suction power, which absorbs Yang Qi.
Then it neutralizes the Yang Qi in the body and becomes one's own.
It sounds easy to say, but it actually requires internal strength.
Because you need to use internal force to absorb Yang Qi.
"Young man, you got it, go to the door and practice slowly. Plus today, I'll give you three days to practice."
Wang Cunshui smiled.
He was sure that Su Anlin couldn't complete the training in three days, so he would be able to legitimately keep Su Anlin here and work for him.
Thinking of this, he felt happy, 'Senior brother, the person you found for me is pretty good...'
But the next moment, he was slightly startled, and Su Anlin's hand felt a suction force.