There are pools of water everywhere in the village, there are sharp swords everywhere, it is almost impossible to get down, and the corpses give people a weird and terrifying feeling.
The village chief looked around, frowned, and said: "Cripple, you go clean it up and bury it. Don't let their bodies be exposed in the wilderness. Send them down the river. Ingot candles, paper boats and paper cranes are also burned for them."
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The lame man limped forward, glanced at the blind man, and said with a smile: "You're so sexy, you're even reciting poetry, and you can't make any sense."
The blind man was furious, and his beard fluttered at the corner of his mouth: "You don't know how to chant, you don't know a few Chinese characters!"
Granny Si quickly said: "Cripple, you should keep the good things during the burial. Don't put them in the coffin. They are worth some money. You can sell them for some oil, salt, sauce and vinegar next time!"
"Okay!"
The most expensive thing in the Great Ruins is not gold and silver jewelry, but oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar, silk and satin. Such things are not available in the Great Ruins. They can only be transported to Xianglong City by caravans from the outside world, and then the residents of the Great Ruins use rare treasures.
In exchange for exotic treasures and animal skins, it can be said that salt is more expensive than gold.
Granny Si would always go to Xianglong City with a cart full of treasures and several animals, and sell the animals and treasures in exchange for some oil, salt, soy sauce and vinegar.
The pharmacist stepped forward, applied medicine to Qin Mu, bandaged the wounds on his hands, shook his head and said, "Grab the sword with your bare hands. Your vitality is not strong enough yet. Don't be brave next time."
Qin Mu felt that his palms were cold and numb, and he could not feel the pain, and said: "My sword control skills are not good, I can't be as sensitive as that person from the Lijiang School. I feel that I have strength, but I can't fight.
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"It's normal. Butcher's sword control skills are too poor to teach you."
The pharmacist smiled and said, "There is someone in our village who knows how to control a sword, but it's a pity that he doesn't want to teach you."
The village chief looked gloomy and said firmly: "Pharmacist, there is a lot of water here. Send me back to the house!"
The pharmacist smiled and said, "The village chief has to wait a moment, I'm still bandaging Mu'er's wound."
After the wound was bandaged, Qin Mu saw the mute blacksmith picking up the sword on the ground. He picked it up, shook it gently, and saw thousands of flying swords flying automatically, clanging and clanking with the sword in the mute's hand.
Together, these swords all disappeared and merged into one sword, which made him wonder.
He also stepped forward, picked up a sword and shook it gently, but nothing happened.
The mute grinned, without a tongue in his mouth, and made two ahhhhh sounds, then rubbed the sword in his hand with both hands. The sword actually became smaller and smaller as he rubbed it, and in the blink of an eye it turned into a small
The silver balls are only the size of a finger.
Qin Mu looked at the sword in his hand and wanted to rub it to see if it could be turned into a small silver pill. The pharmacist quickly said: "Don't rub it, the wound was just bandaged! Dumb, don't tease him, otherwise I will
Poison you to death!"
The mute kept laughing, snatched the flying sword from Qin Mu's hand, and then thrust the silver pill into Qin Mu's hand.
Click.
Qin Mu heard a soft sound on his shoulder, and then his whole body was pressed to the ground by the silver pill in his hand. The mute was startled and slapped his forehead. He had just forgotten that this was the gathering of thousands of swords.
The sword pill was made together. How heavy is the weight of thousands of swords added together?
Qin Mu was caught off guard and was naturally crushed to the point where his arm was dislocated and he fell to the ground.
The mute was about to connect Qin Mu's arm when he was suddenly kicked by Granny Si who came over and flew out of the village. He didn't know where he landed. He could only hear the sound of ahhh coming from the air outside the village, getting farther and farther away.
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Granny Si had a sullen face, connected Qin Mu's arm, and said angrily: "Anyone who can't speak is a bad child, full of evil! Mu'er, these swords are mother and son swords. One of the thousands of swords is a mother sword.
The others are all sub-swords. As long as you find the mother sword, you can take back all the sub-swords. However, the sword pills of the Lijiang Sect are very heavy, so you can't pick them up now."
She picked up a sword and shook it gently like a mute. Thousands of swords flew over and merged into the mother sword.
Granny Si smiled and said: "If you want to turn the mother sword back into a sword pill, you don't need to rub it. The mute is just playing tricks on you. You only need to combine your vitality with the mother sword to retract the sword pill. Likewise, you can use this method
You can also use the method to release the daughter sword from the mother sword."
Qin Mu looked at the sword pills in her palm, blinked, and wondered: "Mother-in-law, you seem to have such silver pills in your room, there are a lot of them!"
"Is there any?" Granny Si blinked her old eyes and wondered.
"have!"
Qin Mu remembered that he had seen such silver pills in Granny Si's room. There were a lot of them. Some were thrown under the bed, some were in unworn shoes, and there were also many in the corners.
When he was a child, he even played with these silver balls as marbles, bouncing them back and forth.
He even saw the old hen raised by Granny Si eating the silver balls as if they were gravel!
It's really scary to think about it now. What if these silver balls suddenly turned into a sword in the belly of the old hen, the scene would be really tragic.
Fortunately this didn't happen.
Granny Si's eyes flashed and she said: "If you were able to pick it up when you were a child, it is naturally an ordinary silver pill, not a sword pill."
Qin Mu didn't quite believe it and said, "I saw a big box in Grandpa Mute's blacksmith shop. The box was full of these silver pills."
Granny Si's dim old eyes blinked and blinked faster than Qin Mu's. She smiled and said, "Do you think a mute can be so rich?"
Qin Mu was a little confused by what she said. The mute did not look like such a wealthy person. He was clearly a hard worker who could only work hard at blacksmithing.
Granny Si smiled and said: "Don't think too much, our village is full of ordinary people, everyone is extremely poor, and they are all old and disabled. We are just an ordinary village, everything is normal.
If you suspect that the mute's box is full of sword pills, you might as well suspect that the water tank in the corner is also a treasure!"
Qin Mu looked at the water tank she was talking about. The water tank was placed under the eaves of the blacksmith shop and was used to catch rainwater when it rained. However, the strange thing was that Qin Mu had never seen this water tank filled with water.
No matter how hard it rains, the tank is always half filled with water!
Moreover, the water in this vat has never been less, let alone bottomed out. Dumb Blacksmith uses a lot of water for blacksmithing, and he scoops out bucket after bucket, but there is still so much water in the vat!
Seeing his suspicious look, Granny Si felt that there was something wrong with this example, and quickly said: "You don't think that the pile of broken earthen jars at the pharmacist's door is also a treasure, do you?"
Qin Mu looked at the broken earthen jar at the pharmacist's door. There were some unknown herbs in the jar, and there were some spiders, silkworms, centipedes and other small insects inside.
Just now, the water filled the earthen jar, and water entered the earthen jar. Several insects crawled out and stood on the edge of the earthen jar and fought with each other. Suddenly, a black spider became angry, and its whole body was covered with flames. Then the spider expanded and became the size of a table.
, spitting fire at other small bugs. In the flames, several golden silkworms grew wings and became more than a foot long. They flew out of the fire and pounced on the spiders, squeaking and biting them.
The pharmacist stuck his head out and scolded, and the insects quickly shrank their bodies and returned to the earthen jar to stay there.
Qin Mu became more and more suspicious. Granny Si laughed dryly and said calmly: "These are all normal, nothing more than ordinary..."
Qin Mu probed: "Mother-in-law, are all the people out there as good at flying as blind grandpa?"
Granny Si nodded: "Everyone outside can fly."
Qin Mu said: "Everyone outside is just like the people in our village, they are all spirits?"
"They are all spirits!"
"Are the people outside as powerful as the people in our village?"
"It's amazing! Otherwise, the mother-in-law and the blind man would not be forced to hide in the ruins! Don't always want to run outside, be careful to die outside, the people outside are much more vicious than the blind man!"
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Qin Mu was doubtful. Are the people outside the Great Ruins really as powerful as Granny Si said? They are omnipotent in heaven and earth?
On the riverside, the lame man packed up the body and put it into a coffin. Mr. Ma hammered wooden wedges into the coffin lid, nailed the coffin, and then pushed the coffins one by one into the river, letting them float down the river.
The river is fast and there are many reefs and rocks downstream. It is difficult for these coffins to float to the sea. They will be broken on the way and the corpses will sink into the water and become food for the big fish in the river.
"The Lijiang faction may be removed from southern Xinjiang."
The lame man looked at the coffin going away and said quietly: "The headmaster is dead, and all the masters in the sect are also dead. It is difficult for this sect to survive."
"That's not what I'm thinking about right now."
Mr. Ma shook his head and looked into the distance: "What I'm thinking about right now is the number one person under the gods. Mu Beifeng was the pastor of Wumiao Prefecture in southern Xinjiang. The Yankang Imperial Master personally recruited him and granted him an official rank of second grade. He died.
Well, the five elders of the Lijiang River are also dead, will this alarm the number one person under the gods?"
The lame man shook his head and said decisively: "It will alarm him! But he will never dare to enter the Great Ruins!"
Mr. Ma glanced at him: "Don't forget, a Yankang Imperial Preceptor can't help but the Great Ruins, but behind the Imperial Preceptor is Yankang State! Yankang State is a big sect with the name of the country! How can such a behemoth
Aren’t you eyeing the Great Ruins? This is a place with countless treasures!”