"Bah, good luck. The monk from Xiaoleiyin Temple didn't find it here."
Xian Qing'er asked curiously: "What bad things have you done? Why are you being chased wherever you go?"
"Maybe I'm too good?"
Qin Mu raised his head and thought about it, and felt that this sentence was absolutely correct: "I am so outstanding that I am hated by others, so I am hunted down wherever I go."
He waved goodbye, and Xian Qing'er quickly said: "I will go and play with you when I have time. Don't let your adults kill me!"
"good!"
As the sun went down, Qin Mu finally arrived at Canlao Village. As soon as he entered the village, he saw a dozen chicken dragons as tall as one person surrounding him with evil expressions.
The leader was the old hen. When he saw Qin Mu, he became excited. He raised his wings and pointed at him, and kept clucking at the other chicken dragons. It seemed that he was telling the other chicken dragons that this kid was a thief.
Egg thief.
"I've only been out for half a year, and there are already so many chicken dragons in the village."
Qin Mu looked like he was facing a formidable enemy and shouted: "I am no longer what I used to be. Now I am the leader and holy master of the Tiansheng Sect. Even if you have many chickens, I will not be afraid at all!"
"Click! Cack!"
A group of chicken dragons rushed up crazily and drowned him. These chicken dragons had wings like swords, breathed fire like dragons, and claws that cracked gold and stone. They were extremely ferocious.
Seeing this, Hu Ling'er quickly said: "Sir, let me go home first and take a look!" After that, he ran away.
After a while, Qin Mu was panting and forced the chickens back. He was caught with blood all over his face and his hair was messed up. There were a few chicken feathers stuck in it. The hen led the chickens away and patrolled.
village.
Demon King Dutian laughed happily: "You brat, you can't even beat a bunch of chickens!"
Qin Mu took off the chicken feathers on his head: "You just lost to a guy who can't even beat a group of chickens. Mother-in-law, village chief, I'm back! You saw me being bullied by a group of chickens, but you didn't come to save me! Hey,
Why is there no one?"
Qin Mu walked around the village and was amazed.
The rooms of the village chief and the pharmacist were also empty, and no one else in the village came back. They only found a few notes. Qin Mu opened the note. The first note said that the village chief, the pharmacist, the founder of the demon sect, and others
Go to Wuyou Township. If the villagers come back, help the pharmacist feed the insects first.
The second note was written by the butcher, saying that the village chief and the others had not returned for a long time and were worried about their safety, so the blind man and the butcher went to look for them.
The third note was left by the mute, saying that the blind man and the butcher had not come back and I would go find them.
The fourth note was left by Cripple and Ma Ye, telling the village chief that they might be in danger, and that they should go and look for it quickly.
The fifth note was left by Granny Si, saying that a few old guys were making people worry. She went out to find these old things and asked Qin Mu not to run around when he came back.
"Mother-in-law and the others are very disturbing."
Qin Mu shook his head, put down his luggage, went to the medicine garden outside the village to pick a few leaves of the elixir, opened the earthen jar in front of the pharmacist's door and put it in. In the jar, a group of hungry bugs immediately started to snatch food frantically.
Qin Mu went into the pharmacist's house again, rummaged through and found a few elixirs, smashed them and scattered them into other jars, then washed his hands and cooked.
"These broken earthen jars..."
Demon King Dutian was shocked when he saw those broken earthen jars with small bugs in them. Then his eyes fell on the water jar in front of the blacksmith shop, and he was startled again, "This big water jar... and that rake, and...
There’s that pot, and there’s this treasure thrown around..."
"Master Demon King, stop wandering around. You have many arms, come and help me cook some food." Qin Mu called.
The last ray of sunlight fell, and suddenly darkness rolled in from the west, rushing to the east like a great flood, swallowing up the mountains along the way and submerging the ruins!
Qin Mu was already used to seeing this scene, so he didn't take it seriously and put on an apron to bring the food. However, Dutian Demon King saw this horrific scene for the first time and was speechless for a long time.
Just when darkness was about to submerge Canlao Village, a thin old man walked into Canlao Village carrying a book basket. Behind him, darkness swept past, roaring from both sides of Canlao Village toward the east.
"Deaf Grandpa!"
Qin Mu was surprised and happy, and quickly put down the bowls and chopsticks to greet him. The deaf man's clothes were shabby, and he obviously had a bad life outside. He put down his book basket and said, "Is there any food? I've been hungry for several days."
“Just made!”
Qin Mu quickly washed another set of dishes and chopsticks. The deaf man sat down and ate voraciously. He ate four or five bowls in a row and breathed a sigh of relief. Qin Mu served him a bowl of soup and wondered, "Where has Grandpa Deaf been these days?"
"
The corners of the deaf man's eyes trembled, and he said in a low voice: "Yankang. I went to look for the mute, but I couldn't find him. I spent all my money, so I had to sell paintings."
The old man said sadly: "People's hearts are old! People's hearts are old! I didn't even sell any of my paintings. Finally, I was so hungry that I met the old lady Si and gave me some money. The old lady Si even laughed at me.
It’s been a long time. By the way, don’t tell the pharmacist about this, he always laughs at me because painting is not as easy as selling medicine to make money.”
Demon King Dutian's eyes widened. This old man was a top master. Could it be that he was the painting master who painted the sword god? Such a great master almost starved to death. Wouldn't he rob if he had no money?
Qin Mu couldn't laugh or cry: "Grandpa Deaf, now that the world is not peaceful, who will buy paintings and collect them? If you are short of money next time, go sell it to the Imperial Preceptor's Office. The Imperial Preceptor Yankang will definitely be happy to buy it for a big price."
The deaf man shook his head: "Last time, I destroyed tens of thousands of Yankang Imperial Army troops. If I go to his house to sell paintings, he will definitely use me to punish him. I can't beat him."
Qin Mu said with a smile: "You go to Taiyuan University to find me. I have plenty of money. I can buy any paintings you draw. Are there any other paintings in Lame Grandpa's basket? Sell them to me and I will give you the money now."
"I burned it."
The deaf man said without any pain or itch: "Where are the other people in the village? They haven't come back yet?"
"Burned?"
Qin Mu's flesh ached so much that if Imperial Master Yankang were here, he would be unable to stop vomiting three liters of blood.
He took out the note left by the pharmacist and others. The deaf man read it again and said: "The writing is really ugly. Have a good sleep at night. I will go find them tomorrow. Who is he?"
Only then did he see Demon King Dutian. Demon King Dutian said proudly: "I am the Lord of Dutian, the ruler of Dutian World. You don't need to pay me any courtesy."
"You look really ugly." The deaf man got up and went back to his room to sleep.
"I am the Demon King of Dutian World!" Demon King Dutian said angrily.
Qin Mu said kindly: "Demon King, Grandpa Deaf can't hear you."
"Fart, he could still hear what you said just now!"
Qin Mu explained: "Sometimes he can hear it, sometimes he can't."
Demon King Dutian was furious. Qin Mu put away the dishes and prepared to go to sleep, saying: "Demon King, you must not run around at night. It is very dangerous in the dark."
Demon King Dutian was obedient and said in his heart: "The brat dare not go into the darkness. Now is a good time to leave. As long as I walk into the darkness, I can get rid of him, and then host the great ceremony and summon my true body."
Soon after, Qin Mu fell asleep, and snoring could be heard.
Demon King Dutian tiptoed towards the outside of the village. The stone statues at the four corners of the village emitted a faint light, so the village was not dark. However, the place where the light of the stone statues could not shine was completely dark and nothing could be seen.
Dutian Demon King cautiously came to the entrance of the village, hesitated for a moment, stretched out a finger into the darkness, heard the crunching sound, pulled back his palm, and was stunned. His finger had disappeared.
It was bitten off by something in the dark.
Demon King Dutian looked at the wound, his heart moved slightly, and he asked tentatively: "Gonnuo Dida Hei (Who is in the darkness)?"
There was silence in the darkness, and after a while, an eerie voice came: "Apu Gaoni (who are you)?"
Demon King Dutian was shocked and was about to speak when suddenly a voice came from behind: "What are you doing? Why are you speaking the magic language?"
Demon King Dutian saw the deaf man appearing behind him at some point, and his heart tightened: "This deaf man's ears are so sharp! No, isn't he deaf?"
The deaf man yawned, picked up his writing brush, wrote the word "ding" on his body, and then went back to his room to sleep.
Demon King Dutian was unable to move and wanted to speak, but could not make any sound.
The next morning, Qin Mu got up early to cook. Long Qilin held a basin in his mouth and placed it in front of Qin Mu. Then he sat down in front of the basin and waited for food.
The deaf man had eaten and drank enough and said: "Mu'er, I'm going out to find the village chief and they will come back to celebrate the New Year. You and the big dog stay here to watch the village."
Qin Mu responded, and Long Qilin ate the red fire elixir and said in a loud voice: "I am not a big dog, I am an auspicious beast that is half dragon and half unicorn."
The deaf man didn't hear it, so he walked out of the village, drew a dragon in the air with a pen, and rode away.
The Demon King Dutian was still standing there, unable to move.
Qin Mu put away the bowls and chopsticks and thought to himself: "I wonder how this big man like Demon Ape is doing these days. I even brought him some gifts."
He looked at Dutian Demon King, smiled, and said softly: "Gon Nuo Di Da Hei?"
Demon King Dutian was slightly shocked: "Does this kid also know?"
Qin Mu asked Long Qilin to guard the village, while he walked towards the Zhenyang Palace. Not far away, he suddenly heard a call from the Buddha: "Amitabha! Lord of the Heavenly Demon, you can't find a place even if you wear iron shoes. It takes no effort to get here.
I didn’t expect that the young monk would meet the leader here.”
He saw a ragged monk appearing in front of him. When the two met, they were both a little surprised.
Qin Mu immediately recognized that this monk was the monk who attacked his treasure ship in the Yankang Kingdom. He injured his legs and feet with the Shaobao Sword, but he could still run as fast as flying.
"What do you call a monk?" Qin Mu smiled and looked around, but he didn't find Long Jiaonan and the others, so he breathed a sigh of relief.
This monk was apparently being chased by the root demon of Kuji Ridge. After escaping into the Great Ruins, he encountered various unexpected events in the Great Ruins. He got separated from Long Jiaonan and others, and fled here in panic all the way, but happened to meet him.
"The little monk's name is Half-Crazy."
The half-mad monk looked up at the sky, with two lines of clear tears falling down his cheeks, and said with emotion: "My Buddha is merciful, and this little monk's trip has finally achieved its merits. Master of the Demon Lord, you have done many evil things, so let me send you on your way."
Qin Mu solemnly said: "Monk, you said that I have done many evil things. Please tell me one evil thing that I have done so that I can die convinced."
The half-mad monk rushed toward him with murderous intent. The Buddha's light around him shone brightly, and he said sternly: "You are the leader of the Demonic Cult. This is the greatest evil! If there is an afterlife, the leader should be reincarnated as a good person!"