The Butcher burrowed back into the void without looking back, and the cracks merged and disappeared.
Cheng Yu waited for a while and observed carefully, and then even dispersed his consciousness and went out. He didn't feel anything unusual on the river surface, and he couldn't help but be secretly surprised in his heart. It seemed that these people in Wujun Palace were really not simple.
Just looking at the butcher's appearance when he was leaving, Cheng Yu couldn't help but feel a little emotional in his heart. Suzhou is close to Mobei, and the barbarians are causing trouble, and even the underworld is implicated. Even the military lord of a county cannot protect himself...
I don’t want to be here in this world, with no peace before or after me. I don’t know what will happen to these passing Yin soldiers after I leave.
……
He returned to the shore. Upon seeing this, Jia Fei also recalled the Nine Life Sword. Cheng Yu reported to the cat demon the circumstances surrounding his encounter with Suzhou Wu Jun on the river.
Jia Fei still didn't believe it when he heard this. How could there be a Yin Soldier Spiritual Formation that I couldn't see through?
So she immediately raised her demonic power, and two balls of blue flames shot out from her eye sockets.
She used her magical power to scan back and forth on the river, but she didn't even see a ghost, which made the pretty cat demon wonder again and again.
A gust of river wind blew by, blowing open the front collar of Mr. Wensheng's coat.
Under the moonlight, a group of white flowers stands out in the night.
Cheng Yu glanced at it accidentally and coughed lightly.
Jia Fei didn't understand what he meant and asked instead. Cheng Yu had no choice but to insinuate:
"You carried out a killing spree at this ferry before. When you enter Beijing in the future, you will have to disguise yourself as a man and change your name?"
Jia Fei nodded repeatedly after hearing this:
"It's natural. Don't tell me, this tattooed young man's attire is really..."
At this point, Jia Feiyan lowered his head and looked at himself, and found that the strip of cloth wrapped around his chest had collapsed due to the condensation of the Nine Life Sword, and now he was in a state of great joy.
"Oh! I forgot about the real thing."
She immediately looked back and saw that everyone in the troupe was still sleeping, so she pulled out a large ball of white cloth from the brocade bag, turned slightly sideways, and untied the skirt of her clothes without noticing.
"Pulling!"
Jia Fei felt a flash of white light around him, and then a sparrow flew overhead.
"Hey! Where are you going?"
Jia Fei stood by the river, tiptoed and asked the little sparrow.
‘You do your business and I’ll do mine. Just be patient and I’ll be back soon.’
A message from Cheng Yu came from within the cat demon's consciousness.
"What business do you have to do? I also want you to help me pull the belt? Alas... I have to do it myself again."
After Jia Fei was disconnected from Cheng Yulian's ventilator, he muttered in his mouth while holding one end of the cloth belt. At the same time, he pulled the belt with his hand and twisted it around and around, and then put on the faded Mr. Vincent's shirt.
When I saw that there was no swelling anymore, I spit out the cloth in my mouth and tied a slip knot behind my back with my backhand.
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After Cheng Yu flew more than thirty miles along the Longxiang River, he saw a stranded ship on a tidal flat.
It's just that although this ship is large, there is only one shell left. All useful or valuable objects on the ship have been emptied, and there are no signs such as the company's imprint or flag on the ship.
He folded his wings and landed on the broken mast. He lowered his head and spread out his spiritual consciousness to scan the entire ship. Then he used water magic to draw out clusters of clear river water and carefully washed the entire ship from the inside out.
There are many broken holes in the hull, but the keel of the entire ship is still strong.
"Wow! Wow!"
On the tidal flats along the river, the river water spread silently up without knowing when, and the water surface along the side of the boat was also rising inch by inch.
"Crunch!"
The hull of the ship was finally lifted by the river. At the moment it floated, several pieces of rotten wood were broken off the bottom of the ship, but the river water did not flow into the ship bit by bit.
"Woo!"
A low whine drifted across the river, and a dilapidated building ship, without masts, oars, and no wind, steadily moved backwards toward the upper reaches of the Longxiang River.
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"Hoo...ho! Hoo...ho!"
"Master, wake up, someone is coming over there."
In a small mountain col, Feiyan gently pushed the skinny old Dao who was nestled in the hay and said while staring at the skyline in the northwest.
The old Taoist Huo Yazi huddled up in a ball, his body covered with a ball of dry weeds, holding a gray cloth bundle in his arms, with the hilt of a sword faintly exposed from the mouth of the bundle.
At this time, it was just dawn, and he was woken up by Fei Yan. He first reached for the kettle next to him, shook it in his hand, but could not hear the sound of water sloshing inside.
The old Taoist who was already angry about bed seemed a little impatient and muttered:
"Oh... another refugee? Go! Just lift a big rock to scare them away..."
Feiyan next to him calmly shook his head:
"It seems... they are not refugees. I heard the sound of wheels and horse hooves."
"Huh?"
After hearing this, the old Taoist turned over and sat up, followed the direction of Feiyan's finger, and stretched his head to look northwest. However, the sky was still dark, and he did not have the cultivation level of Feiyan, so he felt really lonely.
"How many carriages and horses can you possibly hear?"
Huo Yazi stood up, licking the hay and loess from his body, and asked Feiyan.
"There must be about a dozen vehicles, and the sound of the axles turning is particularly harsh. They must be heavily loaded carriages and horses."
The old Taoist nodded secretly, but he was thinking in his heart:
Since I left Qingluo Village after opening spring, I have been wandering all the way, and there have been more thrills and setbacks than in previous years. After this experience, this kid has become more sophisticated in his thinking, and...
This kid seems to have a good ear. Could it be that he has the foundation of the water element...
After half a stick of incense, Huo Yazi, who had changed into clean cassocks, flicked the Buddha dust in his hand, walked out of the col first, got onto the road, and walked northwest.
Feiyan followed closely behind him. The cassock on his body was no longer as wide as before, dangling on his small body, but gradually appeared to fit him.
At this time, the sky was already bright, and the old Taoist squinted his eyes slightly and saw a row of horse-drawn carriages coming towards him at a fast speed. The yellow dust raised by the convoy made the old Taoist only see that the size of the leading car was not something that ordinary people could have.<
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The two horses driving the car showed no signs of weakness.
The old Taoist had confidence in his heart, so he straightened his back immediately, assumed the posture of a master, slowed down his square steps by three minutes, stroked his long beard, and when the oncoming car approached, he shook a handful of Buddha dust and cupped his hands.
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Unexpectedly, the leading car in the motorcade did not even stop. When he saw a person standing on the roadside, he quickly drove the carriage away without waiting to see clearly.
The dust raised by the rear of the car hit Lao Dao all over his body and face.
Huo Yazi ducked to the side of the road in embarrassment. Fortunately, the loess cover prevented others from seeing his face clearly. He walked a few steps to the side, farther away from the dirt road, and looked at the following cars and horses. But this time
He did not bow his hands again.
I saw a dozen or so cars behind them, seemingly deliberately creating a distance so that they could barely see the road ahead clearly.
Lao Dao stood on the side of the road and looked around. There were large and small cars, some with two horses driving shafts, and some with single horses, but none of them stopped to talk to Lao Dao.
Huo Yazi's face was ashen, and the loess raised by the carriage gradually spread away, so that when he turned around, he couldn't see where Feiyan was.
"咴!咴!"
"Uuu!Uuu!"
On the dirt road, a series of horse and handlebar-style screams suddenly sounded.
"Plop!"
"Ouch! Great... Great King, have mercy on me! Have mercy on me!"
Huo Yazi hurriedly turned around and ran towards the direction of the motorcade. The loess and smoke settled a little, and he faintly saw Feiyan standing in front of the car wearing a cassock.
The horse's head in the shaft.
The heads of the two horses were one head taller than Feiyan's, and they were dissatisfied with being held down by the little man in front of them. They screamed and tried to raise their heads but couldn't.
Obviously, these two horses had never suffered such a disadvantage before. They dug hard with their front hooves and were about to jump up. This made Feiyan get excited. He struggled with his arms, slammed down on the ground with one foot, and shouted loudly: "Fall!"
"咴!咴!"
"Plop! Plop!"
There was another burst of dust and smoke from the direction of the car, and the front legs of the two strong horses softened, and they were held down by Feiyan with one hand and fell to the ground.
"Plop!"
"Ouch!"
The horse fell to the ground, the car body suddenly fell forward, and the handlebar type fell from the car to the ground.
"Great...Great King, please spare your life! Please spare your life!"
Huo Yazi caught up with him in a few steps and saw that Feiyan was completely fine. He felt relieved, but then he frowned.
I saw that although Feiyan was still not tall at this time, his fierce aura was quite inconsistent with his age.
The old Taoist couldn't help but remember that less than a year ago, when they first arrived at Qingluo Village, they were walking around the village. When the boy saw a dog howling, he would hide behind him. But a short time later, he
……
"We are not great kings, but my master just bowed his hands and saluted you on the roadside. Why are you so rude?"
Xiao Feiyan righteously questioned the man who was kneeling on the ground, but the man still knelt down and begged for mercy regardless.
Huo Yazi frowned deeper when he saw this, and thought to himself:
I just ignore others if they don't care. I don't know how many looks I've received over the years when I've been running around here and there. Before, this kid would just hide behind me and peek. Now, less than a year later, he has become a little bit better.
Why, make it so public...
It seems that I neglected to discipline myself.
This child's cultivation level has greatly improved, but his character has not kept up. As a result, he can't help but think of the cases of those naughty children in his previous life. If he doesn't educate him in time, he will definitely be educated by others in the future.
Thinking of this, the old Taoist sighed softly. Over the years, Feiyan has followed him on his travels, and he has done many deceptive things. In addition, this little character is very smart, and his ears and eyes will inevitably be affected by his previous words and deeds. In the final analysis, the roots are still there.
My master is here.
Alas...
But who knows my difficulties...
Fei Yan, who stopped the carriage and horse, originally thought that his move would be appreciated by the old Taoist, but he saw that his master's old and dusty face was cold at the moment.
Xiao Feiyan, who was not sure why, looked at the old Taoist, then at the coachman who was kneeling on the ground, kowtow and begging, and scratched the bun on his head:
"You...get up quickly, I am not a king, but a passing mage."
"Ah?"
Kneeling on the ground on the handlebar, he still didn't dare to get up. On the second car behind him, the door curtain opened and a fair, plump head was revealed. There was a silk clother's robe on his head, and he asked carefully:
"Aren't you... the Huntianwang's men?"
"Huntian King? Rogue Bandit?"
As soon as Feiyan asked in reply, Huo Yazi hurriedly stepped forward, bowed first, and then glared at Feiyan. Then the little old Taoist retreated behind his master angrily.
The old Taoist briefly explained his background. At this time, the white-collared member of staff in the carriage hurriedly got out of the car and returned the greeting, but still asked cautiously:
"This little mage is born with supernatural powers. Isn't he a warrior of Han'er Army under the command of King Hun Tian?"
"Han'erjun? I don't know where he came from? Please tell me."
Bai Jing was relieved when he saw that the person facing him was not a bandit, but he was afraid of the little old Taoist who was born with supernatural power, so he had to get together with Huo Yazi and talk to the preface:
"What the old god doesn't know is that I am a serious person who has lived here for a long time. Just because in the past two years, a bandit named Hun Tianwang appeared in Qingzhou and Suzhou. When his reputation was at its peak, he had hundreds of thousands of men under his command.
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But before, they were obviously strangled by the government and were running around. Unexpectedly, there was another uprising not long ago. They actually repelled the officers and soldiers several times. It is said that they relied on a group of soldiers under their command called the Han'er Army. They have now occupied Qingzhou.
Most of it, Suzhou is about to be taken over by half.
Little old man, I couldn't help it, so I moved my whole family to another place. I didn't want to meet these two gods, especially...
Especially since this little god is so powerful, the little old man mistakenly thought that the two of them were bandits from the fool's army. He offended the two gods and hoped that Haihan would forgive them."
The old Taoist nodded when he heard this, knowing that this wealthy family had to flee in order to avoid the bandits.
"Tsk! What kind of idiot army? Can you compare with us?"
Feiyan stood behind Lao Tao and said disdainfully.
"Of course I can't, of course I can't. It's just that the little old man heard that there are many powerful people in the Han'er Army, and the leader is born with supernatural power. It is said that he can pull out willows with one hand, but he is stupid, so he is called Han'er Army.
, naturally cannot be compared with the two gods."
"Plucking a willow tree with one hand? How difficult is it?"
As he said this, Feiyan was going to look for a willow tree by the roadside, but he stopped when Huo Yazi glared at him.
The veteran turned back to Bai Jing and bowed his hands:
"We are Taoist cultivators from other places, and we are visiting your place for the first time after wandering around. Can you please tell me more about this fool's army?"
Officer Bai Jing was in a hurry to escape and didn't want to talk too much. But the kid opposite him was so powerful that he didn't dare to go against the old rules, so he had to speak quickly:
"What the old immortal doesn't know is that there are thousands of people in this fool's army. There are so many powerful people in the army, especially the leader. It is said that he is a fair young man. He is very handsome, but he is a stupid fool.
, except for leading the battle and being invincible, the rest only know how to eat, drink and lie down. No one even knows their own names, and they have never hurt anyone in the army for so long..."
"Wait a minute! I have been in the rogue army for a long time, and I have to take the lead in the battle. How come I have never lost my life?"
The veteran interjected in confusion and asked.
"That Bai Jinghan'er was only responsible for leading the charge to break through the enemy's city walls, but he never laid a fatal blow on the enemy, so he never killed anyone."
"Huh? Why are you trying to escape?"
Feiyan asked from the side.
"This...he doesn't kill, but those plague thieves behind him are all like wolves and tigers, eating people without spitting out their bones..."
"Oh..."
The old Taoist twirled his beard thoughtfully and thought for a few seconds, and then chatted with Bai Jingwai for a while. The Bai Jingwai was afraid that the Han'er army behind him would chase him, so he was anxious to hurry up and persuaded the old Taoist to run away together.
But seeing that the old Taoist didn't seem to be afraid, he stopped trying to persuade him. He only left some food and water for the old Taoist and hurried away.
After the convoy left, Lao Dao found a dead branch from the roadside and said sternly to Fei:
"Feiyan, kneel down!"
The little old Taoist looked confused, but he was obedient and knelt in front of the old Taoist.
The old Taoist had originally prepared a basketful of admonitions, but when he looked at his disciple kneeling in front of him, he remembered that he had been following him for years, but in fact, he was still here, so it was difficult for him to reprimand him condescendingly. p>
"Alas! Get up... You are now a practitioner. You should know that you must cultivate your mind first. If your mind is not developed, no matter how high your cultivation level is, you will eventually turn into an inner demon that will bite you back.
Just now you acted so recklessly as you stopped the horse with your bare hands. You must have relied on your own cultivation, so you have no taboos anymore. You must know that there are people outside the world, and there is a world outside the world. If you are so reckless in the future, I will definitely not tolerate you as a teacher."<
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"Yes! Disciple knows his mistake."
However, he stopped being stubborn and nodded in agreement. Seeing that his attitude was quite good, the old Taoist nodded happily. After the two of them took out food on the roadside and ate and drank for a while, they packed their bags and set off on the road. The old Taoist ordered:
"Use that maple leaf urn to explore again."
Feiyan hurriedly took out a fiery red maple leaf from his arms. He first observed the surroundings and found nothing unusual before injecting his own spiritual power into the maple leaf.
I saw a trace of veins on the maple leaves flowing as if activated, and the red light reflected dyed Feiyan's face and hands red.
Hmm?
As soon as Feiyan injected his spiritual power, he heard the sound of horse hooves coming from the northwest again.
The little old Taoist was about to put away his spiritual power, but suddenly he sensed that the energy in the maple leaves was also radiating to the northwest.
Feiyan's heart skipped a beat and he hurriedly gathered his concentration to withdraw his spiritual power. When the red light dissipated, he raised his finger and pointed to the northwest and called Master in a low voice.
The old Taoist narrowed his eyes and looked in the direction of Feiyan's finger.
Rolling yellow smoke rose from behind a loess hill in the northwest. The old Taoist set up a pergola with his hands and looked back and forth for a while before he heard the faint sound of "ta da! da da..." the sound of horse hooves.
After another half a cup of tea, dozens of horses came out from behind the small hill. All of them were strong men. Only the leader was smaller in stature. He was dressed in black and was particularly eye-catching. He only exposed
A face like jade, looking from a distance, the whiteness is quite dazzling against the black clothes.
The old Taoist was too dim to see clearly, but he heard Feiyan behind him saying in surprise:
"Qiu Luo!"
……
"Whoosh! Whoosh!"
By the Longxiang River, at the Fucheng ferry crossing of Qianjiang River.
The sky has turned white, the rising sun is still weak, and a thin layer of mist is lingering on the river.
A "young man" in green shirt was sitting cross-legged by the river, as if he was sleeping. "He" slowly opened his eyes and turned his head to look downstream of the river.
He's back.
Jia Fei stopped vomiting and jumped up. While slapping the dust on his buttocks, he walked slowly to the riverside. After stretching, he raised his eyes and looked at the vast river in the distance. A pair of almond eyes glowed with a faint blue light, and then the corners of his mouth smiled slightly.
Raise.
"Woo!"
Suddenly, a large ship squeezed through the layers of mist and crashed into the shore. The bow of the ship was only an inch away from the tip of Jia Fei's nose. The river breeze brought by the huge hull blew away the strands of green hair on the cat demon's temples.<