Chapter 291 Wang Qinian, who admits counsel, is a purgatory on the second floor
When I came to Wangjia Village again, my experience was completely different.
When he first came here, although he felt that the place was weird and the people were weird and inexplicable, Qin Yang always adhered to the principle of saying that it was none of my business to do things that had nothing to do with him.
But now, the thought flashed by but never disappeared. It turned into curiosity and was about to explode.
"Cousin, please go back quickly..." Qin Yang patted Xiao Wang Er on the shoulder. He really couldn't bear to let this honest man continue to satisfy his curiosity.
After Xiao Wanger left, Qin Yang squatted at the entrance of the village, watching the villagers coming and going.
Not long after, he saw a middle-aged peasant woman with a basket on her shoulder, dark, rough skin, and quite thin, returning from outside the village. Qin Yang's eyes lit up and he hurriedly stepped forward.
"Auntie, do you still recognize me?"
"Hey? Xiao Wang Er's mother-in-law, aren't you gone?" The aunt recognized Qin Yang, a foreigner, at a glance.
"As long as you recognize me, I'd like you to do me a small favor and spare me a few words. Is that okay?"
"It depends on what you said. If you have anything to do, just tell me, and everyone in the village will help me." The aunt is an enthusiastic person, and she agreed without asking anything.
"Auntie, come and punch me with all your strength." Qin Yang pointed to his abdomen with a serious look on his face: "You must use all your strength towards this."
"Ah..." The aunt was startled.
"Auntie, I'm begging you. If you don't punch me, I will die. I have a bruise here..." Qin Yang's eyes almost turned red: "Anyway, I can't explain a sentence or two.
, Auntie, just take action."
"Then let me try?" The aunt was very frightened by Qin Yang's appearance. Thinking that she didn't have any strength, she couldn't do anything good, so she might as well give it a try first...
"Bang!"
The aunt stretched out her fist and punched Qin Yang in the abdomen in a posture that could not produce much force.
The fists and flesh collided, making a muffled sound like thunder.
Qin Yang stooped slightly, opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood...
There was a burning pain in the abdomen, which spread throughout the body in waves, and the pain spread all over the back.
"Hunter, are you okay?" The aunt was startled and at a loss what to do, for fear of hurting her.
"It's okay, aunt, thank you. My congestion was forced out..." Qin Yang tugged at the corners of his mouth, the bloodshot eyes dissipated, and weakly thanked him.
"It's okay. I didn't expect you, a young man, to know medical skills. It's good to be someone who has read a book."
"I would like to ask, aunt, how much force did you use?"
"I don't know either..."
"Probably?"
"About 20%, I'm afraid I'll break you."
"Auntie, please be busy. I won't delay you going home to cook." Qin Yang's eyelids jumped wildly and he respectfully got out of the way. He couldn't waste other people's time...
Qin Yang took out a healing elixir and drank it. He opened his clothes and took a look. He saw a purple-green fist mark on his abdomen, which made Qin Yang break out in a cold sweat.
Fortunately, I didn't find an honest man with a strong personality to try before...
I specially found a thin peasant woman with a kind heart.
If you are really determined and use your full strength, you will probably be punched to death, right?
After receiving a punch, I felt much more comfortable. Two deep-rooted questions were finally resolved.
Even though the villagers in the village don't have any power fluctuations on their bodies, they are all humanoid tyrannosauruses with a naturally powerful body.
This is considered confirmed.
Another question, whether Wedding Dress only reacts to things involving herself, was also thoroughly confirmed.
In previous battles with people, how could I dare to use my own body to resist? If I wanted to give it a try, there were no suitable candidates, such as the Withered Blood Dao Ji, Little Demon Buddha and others...
As long as this request is made, they will definitely take the opportunity to kill him with one blow, but more likely, they will not dare to take action at all, suspecting that this is a cheap conspiracy.
With the question solved and feeling relieved, Qin Yang walked into the village calmly, ready to continue solving other questions and thoughts.
But as soon as I entered the village and walked a few steps, I suddenly heard a howl coming from the village.
"The village chief is exhausted!"
All of a sudden, a group of people came out of each house and went straight to the village chief's house.
Qin Yang followed the crowd and rushed to the village chief's house.
"Get out of the way, Xiao Wang Er's mother-in-law knows medical skills, let him in!" The enthusiastic aunt who had just punched Qin Yang pushed away the people around her and pulled Qin Yang inside.
When I saw the village chief, he was sitting on the chair in the hall, his eyes closed, and he didn't make any sound.
Qin Yang was slightly startled and thought to himself, it's over...
Could it be that he went and came back by himself, and took a pot of spiritual plants grown on the mountain in one go, and the village chief... felt heartbroken?
If I had known that the old village chief was just pretending to save face and was so small-minded, I would have left half of it for him. How could I feel so distressed to death...
Qin Yang stepped forward and pretended to take his pulse. His pulse had stopped a long time ago and was a little cold to the touch.
No matter how you look at it, he is completely dead, and he has been dead for almost an hour.
In other words, after coming down from the mountain, he died sitting here?
Letting go of his hand, Qin Yang's eyes looked a little strange.
Under normal observation, people are indeed dead.
However, the skill of touching the corpse did not respond, which proved that this guy was not dead.
"How is it going, young generation?"
"Hey, the old village chief is old and has indeed passed away." Qin Yang sighed.
"The old village chief has lived for eight hundred years, which is considered a long life. It is a good thing that he died without any disaster or disease as soon as he closed his eyes..." The old man next to him, whose face was full of ravines, sighed.
Qin Yang's eyelids twitched, eight hundred years?
Is it normal to live for eight hundred years here?
"Old man, what is your age this year?"
"What did you say?"
"How old are you?"
"Six hundred and ninety-nine, I guess I have only a few more years to live..."
"..."
Qin Yang feels that the people here have very abnormal concepts. They think that the physical body is tyrannical and powerful, and it is normal to live for eight hundred years...
"To be honest, the old village chief was accidentally poisoned when he was playing with the medicinal materials. It would be better to burn the person. Don't bury him, otherwise it would be bad if it causes a plague."
Qin Yang glanced at the old village chief's body and suddenly spoke.
With a wave of his hand, a fine golden nanmu coffin fell to the ground.
"I'll give the coffin to the old village chief."
Qin Yang just said this, and no one in these loyal and honest villagers disbelieved it. Especially after the enthusiastic aunt spread the word, everyone in the small village knew that Qin Yang was a scholar who had read books and knew a lot.
Listen to him right.
After collecting the body of the old village chief, firewood was piled at the entrance of the village, and the coffin was placed on top, waiting to be lit and cremated.
Qin Yang lay beside the coffin, staring at the corpse of the old village chief.
"Old village chief, wake up quickly. If you don't get up, I will really light a fire. The worst I can do is return half of the elixir I picked to you. Just seeing how angry you are will make me heartache to death..."
"Village chief? I'll count to three. If you don't get up, you will really turn into ashes. Don't push me. If you push me too hard, I'll be scared myself."
Both confiding and threatening, the old village chief remained unmoved and still died without any flaws.
Qin Yang's anger arose in his heart, parasol flames emerged from his fingertips, and he lit the bonfire.
He watched the bonfire burning and roaring with raging flames, but the old village chief still didn't respond.
The flames burned for a full day, and the coffin and the old village chief's body were burned to ashes, but there was no sign of any abnormalities.
Qin Yang wondered if he could touch corpses to determine life and death, and he would never go wrong.
The old village chief is definitely not dead.
With his body gone, there is only one possibility: his soul is still intact and his vitality is still there.
Unable to figure it out, Qin Yang thought of other things, went up the mountain, and went to the village chief's house to get new seeds, took out one, and planted it again.
But as the night passed, an idea became ingrained in my mind and could not be eliminated. When I went up the mountain, I saw that the seeds planted yesterday had sprouted and grown to three feet high, with light yellow flowers blooming on them.
And none of the seeds planted before have bloomed...
In an instant, Qin Yang was completely sure that the old village chief was dishonest and these weird things were all caused by the old village chief.
Because the new questions are the most deeply rooted, they jump to the first place that must be understood first. Compared with the spiritual plants that have been planted, this new question is the only spiritual plant that blooms.
I don’t know if the old village chief faked his death to avoid himself, or if he had his own ideas.
But it doesn’t matter…
Because of new doubts, new curiosity...
Just find the old village chief.
Qin Yang settled in the village and was not in a hurry to leave.
The village still lives an unchanging life step by step, starting at sunrise and ending at sunset, with no news.
In a place like this, if someone farts at the entrance of the village, the whole village will know about it in a blink of an eye.
If anything different appears, Qin Yang will naturally know it immediately.
Three days later, the news that I had been waiting for finally appeared.
"What? My cousin has one?"
Qin Yang came to visit his pregnant cousin with two pheasants.
Although this cousin doesn't like to see me very much.
But it doesn't matter, her man and her parents-in-law just want to see her.
"I checked with the old woman in the village. She should have been conceived three nights ago. In seven days, my Wang family will have a daughter..." Withered Blood Dao Ji's mother-in-law smiled so hard that she couldn't even see her eyes.
Before noon, little Wang Er received three beatings and pretended not to notice...
"Seven days?" Qin Yang was confused. Shouldn't the pregnancy be in ten months?
"It took ten days to conceive, and the baby fell to the ground. But in seven days, our Wang family will have a heir."
"Oh, yes..."
Damn it, are the people here really human?
Forget it if you live eight hundred years, after all, your ancestors have been eating spiritual plants for generations, but it only takes ten days to conceive, so what the hell is that?
"In our village, no new child has been born for three hundred years. This is a great event. I knew I had chosen the wrong aunt."
Qin Yang glanced at the Withered Blood Dao Ji's belly that had not yet revealed her pregnancy, then turned and left.
There have been no newborns in three hundred years. No wonder there are no babies in this village. Besides, she was pregnant three days ago.
And the old village chief died three days ago...
Qin Yang smacked his lips, the benefits of a small village were obvious.
The elimination method is too easy to do...
It would be strange if the old village chief didn’t get into the belly of the withered-blooded Dao Ji!
Just wait, you will see the result in seven days.
Seven days later, at midnight, the sound of a baby crying echoed through the sky above the village.
The villagers who were reluctant to light up the lanterns on weekdays put up lanterns and started celebrating at midnight.
Qin Yang, the eldest cousin of his mother's family, had to wait until dawn the next day to see his newborn nephew.
At first glance, Qin Yang had an impression in his mind.
It's so ugly...
The eyes are swollen, the nose is flat, the head is huge and takes up one-third of the height, the skin is wrinkled, the cheeks are asymmetrical, and there is some purple, no matter how you look, you look like a little old man...
Moreover, he looks quite similar to the old village chief Wang Qinian.
Withered Blood Dao Ji was lying on the bed, holding the baby in her arms, with a motherly look on her face, and her eyes softened a lot when she looked at Qin Yang.
"My child is so beautiful, isn't he?"
"Well, when you grow up, you will definitely be a handsome young man." Qin Yang frowned, thinking of Wang Qinian's appearance, and praised Wang Qinian against his will.
"You're not a very good person, but you have good eyesight." Withered Blood Dao Ji's eyebrows were filled with joy, and the motherly radiance radiating from her face almost blinded Qin Yang's eyes...
Qin Yang withdrew, citing the excuse of taking care of his eldest cousin, so he couldn't live in Wang Er's house.
For three days in a row, he devoted himself to being a perfect cousin, which gradually made the withered Dao Ji, who had been pregnant for three years, let down her guard.
Finally, when Lao Wang's family went out to do farm work and the Withered Blood Dao Ji couldn't bear to rest, she had the opportunity to stay alone with the baby.
Qin Yang held the baby whose eyes had not yet opened, and his eyes slowly became deep.
"Old village chief? Wang Qinian?"
The baby was fast asleep and unresponsive.
"Wang Qinian, don't pretend to be stupid. If you fart in such a big place, you can hear it at the end of the village. There have been no newborns in three hundred years. Why is it that someone else is pregnant just after you died? Don't follow me.
Pretend, tell me, who are you?"
Qin Yang poked the little kid's face. The little kid didn't open his eyes and opened his mouth to cry loudly.
Qin Yang's fingertips burned with a sycamore flame, and he poked the little kid's mouth with his finger without hesitation.
The little kid didn't even open his eyes, but instinctively closed his mouth.
But after closing his mouth, the little kid opened his mouth again and was about to cry.
"Haha, are you still pretending to me? Do you believe that I will destroy your new body before you cry out?"
A small black bell hung above Qin Yang's head. On the small clock stood a black crow, staring at the little kid with ruthless eyes.
Qin Yang's eyes were full of murderous intent, and he bared his teeth and sneered.
"Yesterday, a new idea came to my mind, find you, and I went to see it. The newly planted seed has already bloomed. Just blooming is driving me crazy. If it bears fruit, will it?
Would it be really crazy?
If I can't find you, I don't even know what I will do, but you should know it best!"
"Brother Qin, we have no grievances, so why should you? What you think has nothing to do with me."
Wang Qinian's voice came to Qin Yang's mind.
"Sure enough, it's you! Do you still have the nerve to say that you have no grievances? It has nothing to do with you? If you didn't want to trick me, I would be firmly occupied by these thoughts? Withered Blood Dao Ji became like this because she was tricked by you.
Bar?"
"You really have nothing to do with me. I did try my best to keep that girl here." Wang Qinian denied it.
"Whatever I ask you, you'd better tell me honestly. You know best what will happen if my doubts are not answered satisfactorily."
"You ask..." Wang Qinian was weak. Of course he knew best. Qin Yang could really do anything if he was pushed hard.
Just looking at the messy spiritual plants growing in the spiritual field, one knew that Qin Yang must have a lot of unsatisfied questions in his mind.
"Who are you?"
"I'm really just a farmer."
"Fart! What farmer has such a thing? What are those deep-rooted and lingering thoughts in my head?"
"I am really a farmer..." Wang Qinian almost burst into tears: "I really didn't lie to you. I just planted the seeds in your hearts. I can't control what will grow.
After so many years, others will be suspicious when they come, and those who cannot resist the temptation will try it out. How can you be like you and take the elixir that I have cultivated with great difficulty..."
Wang Qinian really regretted the seeds he planted in Qin Yang's heart. Which monk could be like Qin Yang, full of distracting thoughts, but not obsessive, thinking about all kinds of messy things all day long.
If you plant so many seeds and germinate them, they will grow in a mess, and in all likelihood they will not even bloom, let alone bear fruit.
Without results, it cannot be completely transformed into a firm idea that belongs to the monk himself.
It was not easy for me to have an idea that blossomed, but I had to hold myself tight to let it go.
Who can I talk to to reason with you?
Now Qin Yang is almost driven crazy by these thoughts, and Wang Qinian feels like he is going crazy too.
If I could do it all over again, I would send Qin Yang away respectfully without saying a word! And I would never have the slightest idea of cheating Qin Yang!
"You planted a seed in my heart, what exactly do you want to do?"
"Leave you in the village."
"Is this how the Withered Blood Dao Ji was left behind? Did the seeds she planted blossom and bear fruit?"
"Well, she casually threw the seeds on the ground, so I specially cultivated them and gave her some hints. After her seeds sprouted, I spent a lot of effort to cultivate them to blossom and bear fruit. She came back here,
Married to Xiao Wang Er..."
"Then why didn't you cultivate the seeds I planted?"
"How do I know what you have in mind when you plant so many of them? Cultivating just one plant is already exhausting me mentally and physically."
"A lot of people have come here before, right? Why didn't you train others?" Qin Yang was quite curious...
"They can't have children."
Qin Yang was stunned for a moment, just because the Withered Blood Dao Ji is a woman?
If you think about it carefully, this reason is really reasonable and impeccable.
The only person allowed to enter here is Daoxue Ji, who is a woman.
"Okay, I won't ask you alone anymore. Just tell me who you are and what you want to do. To satisfy my curiosity, I can tell you in advance that I am very curious. I have been very curious these days.
I was driven to death by my curiosity that was about to explode.”
Wang Qinian was silent, the thought of regret emerged again...
Why are you provoking this abnormal guy? He is sick!
"I told you, can you take me out of here?"
"Don't bargain with me. If you can't get rid of these thoughts of mine, I will let you be buried here forever!" Qin Yang threatened through gritted teeth. He paused for a moment and said in a slower tone: "When you finish speaking, I will
Depending on the situation, I’ve always been a very reasonable person.”
"My name is Wang Qinian. I am indeed a farmer and a good farmer. Later, I accidentally got the cultivation method. I practiced while farming, from planting jade rice to planting elixirs. Finally, I was recruited to the Futu Demon Sect, and later followed the Burial Demon Sect.
Kaido-kun, I took care of the spiritual fields for him, and later all the spiritual fields came under my control...
Until one day, Lord Zonghai Dao returned, his life was extinct, and he passed away soon. He gave me a forbidden law, so that I would never be able to leave here, and continue to plant elixirs and take care of spiritual fields here...
I know that this is asking me to be buried here. I am unwilling to do so, but I can't find the direction to leave. Every one of the Zhixiu who stayed here died, died of fighting, died of despair, and the last remaining ones were all dead.
One by one they died of old age.
I can not be reconciled."
Wang Qinian's tone was full of despair and unwillingness.
Qin Yang felt chills all over his body when he heard this, thinking of the spiritual field that he saw when he came here and stretched for who knows how many miles.
How much maintenance does this require?
As for Zhixiu, generally the strength is not high, the realm is not high, and even the talent for cultivation is not very good. If not for this, thousands of years have passed, and countless spiritual medicines have assisted, there is no way they can not improve their realm.
Thinking about it, it might be even more cruel. They have the resources, but no follow-up method at all!
Just thinking about it, you can understand what kind of despair it is.
In the end, they were all buried here and died of old age.
"Is this the method of reincarnation that you relied on to survive?"
"Yes, I have been farming for a long time, and I once obtained a incomplete Dharma, and I have developed the Dharma now. I can plant things anywhere, even in people's hearts. I can plant seeds and grow my own."
Soul consciousness, sowing it, growing into a baby and starting over again is also a method that was cultivated in the past...
At that time, I found that every time I worked again, the forbidden laws on my body would weaken a little. With hope, I naturally refused to give up, but..."
"It's just that all the people in the village are of your blood. You find that as time goes by, they can no longer reproduce normally, and it is impossible for you to live a new life. That's why when you see outsiders, you will do it at all costs.
They stay here, right?"
"How do you know?" Wang Qinian was shocked.
"Haha..." Qin Yang sneered without answering.
Wang Qinian is really good at farming to this level, but since he won't have mitosis, relying on secret methods, he wants to continue to reproduce naturally, what good is he thinking?
Even incest marriages may give birth to idiots. You are a human race, you are playing with hermaphrodites, you produce and sell yourself, it would be strange if you don't give birth to freaks.
"Tell me, how to deal with the spiritual plants you planted? Don't tell me to just pull them out. Also, are the spiritual plants I picked okay?"
"There is nothing wrong with the spiritual plants I picked. They were all carefully taken care of by me. As for the spiritual plants you planted, it is just a superficial appearance. Once you solve the problem, you will cut off the connection between the two. If it really cannot be solved,
Question, then..." When Wang Qinian said this, he hesitated and stopped talking...
"Don't be careless. If I am useless after the experiment, you will be dead!"
"With my blood, if you drop it, you can cut off the connection." Wang Qinian was weak...
Just thinking about how many spiritual plants Qin Yang had planted, he felt a sense of despair welling up in his heart.
"I'll try another day." Qin Yang nodded noncommittally: "There is one last question for now, why are you in such a hurry to reincarnate?"
"I can't help it. That woman is already pregnant. I can't wait any longer. Besides, I also hope that I am dead. You can leave quickly. How on earth do you know that I am not dead?" Wang Qinian couldn't understand why...
"Wang Qinian, I'm going to teach you a lesson today. You were born as a farmer, and it's really amazing that you can farm to this level. But you can't underestimate the world. I'm a corpse collector. Do you think people are dead or not? I
Can you tell?"
"..." Wang Qinian was speechless. What you said makes sense.
"Okay, I'll send you to your mother. Your mother really loves you..." As he spoke, Qin Yang took out a knife and bled Wang Qinian. After putting a small jade bottle in, he applied medicine and healed the wound.
, I fed him some blood-replenishing elixir, and sighed: "I just don't know if your mother knows the truth. If she accidentally wakes up, will she strangle you to death while you are breastfeeding..."
"Brother Qin, if you have something to say, don't be impulsive! It's me, Wang Qinian, who can't help you. I shouldn't cheat you. I was wrong!"
Wang Qinian cried loudly, and his diaper became wet instantly...
"Brother Qin, I have gone through thousands of years of suffering and finally got here today. The forbidden law has been weakened to the extreme, enough for outsiders to take me out of here. Brother Qin, I have given you a lot of elixirs.
There are a lot of elixirs I planted in the back mountain, and they are all given to you, so we don’t have any deep hatred!"
"Don't worry, I don't even know where the spiritual plant planted by my cousin is. I won't accidentally drip your blood on it. Besides, hasn't it already blossomed and bear fruit and the dust has settled? What are you afraid of? Mother's love is greater than
Everything, even if she knows the truth, she will not cut off your food rations or suffocate you to death in her arms, don't worry."
"Brother Qin, I shouldn't have cheated you. I was wrong. Please spare me. I am just a farmer who only knows how to farm. I have never done anything immoral, so I was buried here by Daojun..."
"Fart! My cousin is a pretty young girl with a bright future. She may become a titled Taoist Lord in the future. Now she has been brainwashed by you to marry a young bastard. You even fucked her. You still say you have never done it.
Something immoral?"
"Brother Qin, this... this..." Wang Qinian was getting angry. This fact was really irrefutable...
At this time, hearing the cry of the baby, the Withered Blood Dao Ji walked out of the room, glared at Qin Yang with an unhappy face, and stretched out her hand to take the baby.
The little baby who was frightened and peed his pants cried even more sadly. A pair of small hands tightly grabbed Qin Yang's clothes and refused to let go.
The withered-blood Daoji didn't dare to use force, for fear of hurting the baby.
As soon as the Withered Blood Dao Ji let go, the baby's cry became much quieter, and it nestled in Qin Yang's arms, looking extremely honest.
"I didn't expect my son to kiss you..." Withered Blood Dao Ji couldn't laugh or cry. She looked at Qin Yang inexplicably, and she was very pleased with her eyes.
"Change his diaper." Qin Yang reached out and handed out the baby. The baby cried loudly and his face turned pale with fright.
It seemed that after Dou Ji took it, he would press him to his chest and suffocate him to death.
The consciousness was in Qin Yang's mind, wailing crazily.
"Brother Qin, I know a lot of things here. You came here to bury the things left by Lord Haidao. Also, I can pass on my skills to you. As long as you are merciful and take me with you when you leave."
Go out and you can talk about anything!"
"This is what you said, I didn't force you!"
"I said it, yes, I said it, as long as you agree, little brother Qin!"
"Okay, let me see what the situation is. It's easy. I'll take you with me when I come back. I told you that I'm a very reasonable person. You still don't believe it."
Qin Yang agreed, and the little baby reluctantly came over to grab Qin Yang's clothes...
Douji was not very skilled at changing the baby's diaper, with a rather amused smile on his face.
"This little guy is so close to outsiders at such a young age. He will definitely not be close to his mother when he grows up."
"Haha, my cousin is more approachable."
"Hmph!" Withered Blood Dao Ji snorted coldly and turned her head to ignore Qin Yang.
Qin Yang smiled happily. He always felt that the Withered Blood Dao Ji's current appearance was quite cute. At least it was much better than her previous image of a crazy woman...
It’s good to be a good person...
After leaving Wang Er's house, he left the village and came to the terraced fields on the hillside. He found the spiritual plants he had planted. Each one had a drop of Wang Qinian's blood on it.
Sure enough, soon, those deep-rooted and complicated thoughts in my mind finally slowly sank and dissipated.
Although it is still the same as ordinary thoughts, I will think of it occasionally, but it is finally normal, and it is no longer hanging there in a bright and eye-catching way and cannot be put down.
Arriving on the other side of the mountain, in a mountain col, I found a bunch of high-grade elixirs. I didn't mention it, but I brought them all in one pot. Anyway, leaving them here would be a waste.
After searching around again, I still couldn't confirm which one was the spiritual wisdom planted by the Withered Blood Dao Ji, so I gave up after thinking about it.
People are quite satisfied with their current life, so why should they meddle in others' affairs and help others change their minds?
Besides, the methods that have already blossomed and bear fruit and shed blood will most likely be useless.
I'm afraid Wang Qinian, who has been frightened to death, will never tell you how to do it to be effective.
Let the mother be kind and the son be filial...
After solving my own problem, I returned to the village again. The atmosphere was still harmonious and the village was still peaceful.
Qin Yang kindly made a baby stroller, which made the Dry Blood Dao Ji very happy. Her favorability changed from the initial hostility to the strangeness to the current friendship...
When Qin Yang asked about some past events, the Withered Blood Dao Ji would occasionally give answers.
Pushing the baby stroller, I sat at the door to bask in the sun, listening to Wang Qinian beeping in my mind, teaching the secret of planting.
However, what was passed on to him was the method of planting a seed in the human heart, and the method of reincarnation using one's own soul consciousness as a seed.
The former brainwashing method is indeed powerful and unreasonable, although it is somewhat unstable and unreliable. After all, no one can predict what thoughts a person will have. What if he meets someone with such broad thinking like himself again?
, this method is actually just like that.
The latter method of reincarnation has a big drawback. After reincarnation, the natural life span will be reduced sharply. Every time you are reincarnated, a part of it will be lost.
The long life span of the villagers in this village is also the result of Wang Qinian's deliberate cultivation, just so that his natural life span will be longer, and after his reincarnation, his life span will not be too short after being weakened.
Other mortals may live to be seven or eight hundred years old...
However, he has been reincarnated several times, and with various magical methods and various spiritual medicines and supplements, the last time he was like a mortal here, living to eight hundred years old was already the limit.
This time, after being reincarnated, his lifespan is cut by most of his life. If he were just a mortal, he might live to be sixty or seventy years old, which is the limit.
If the mortals here had not changed their physiques and bloodlines, they would still only have a lifespan of a hundred years. It is unknown whether Wang Qinian could live to be ten years old.
After Wang Qinian finished teaching the method, Qin Yang had a feeling.
This guy is really a talent.
If I had not farmed and gone to school, my achievements would have been much higher than what I am now.
If you are exposed to spiritual practice from a young age and study peacefully, you will not become a titled Taoist Lord in the end, but you will become a strong man in a famous town.
But it's also possible that his talent lies in farming.
"Wang Qinian, just wait here with peace of mind. If I can come back alive, I will definitely take you out. Don't worry."
"Brother Qin, if you insist on going up, you must be careful. Back then, Daoist Burial Master was extinct, but he could still come back to make arrangements for his funeral. He was buried on the top floor of the nine-story black tower. No matter what you want to do, even if you get through the previous few
floor, and never go to the top floor.”
"How do you resolve the problem of blooming and bearing fruit? Are you really not going to tell me?"
"Brother Qin, I will tell you after I leave here."
"Okay, let's forget it..." Qin Yang was a little regretful. It seemed that Wang Qinian still didn't trust him. He was afraid that he would burn the bridge by crossing the river and let the withered-blood Taoist girl return to normal and suffocate him to death while sucking him.
Am I that kind of person?
"If you don't tell me which spiritual plant Dao Ji planted, forget it. What about the other people who came in before? You can't tell me, right? I have a new method, so I have to give it a try first..."
"This is acceptable……"
After getting the position, Qin Yang was satisfied.
"Wang Qinian, please eat well and grow up quickly. I will take my leave."
I left the village again, feeling relieved that the problem was finally solved perfectly.
Fortunately, Wang Qinian was too impatient. He was already trapped here, almost driven crazy, and refused to let go of any opportunity.
If not, I'm afraid I will have to struggle for a long time.
Thinking of the wedding dress on his back again, Qin Yang sighed secretly, fearing that the same would be true for the wedding dress.
Trapped here, unable to find a way out, until she finally became like this, lost herself, but still remembered wanting to leave, knowing that only outsiders could take her away...
Went up the mountain and found the seeds left by the little devil Buddha.
Qin Yang squatted on the ground, smiling like a weasel who had stolen a chicken.
"Little monk, I feel sorry for you. I have just obtained the Dharma, and I always want to try it out. I am such a kind person, and I will not doubt Wang Qinian to his face, right? The spiritual plants planted by others have all sprouted, but yours is the only one that has sprouted.
, it hasn’t sprouted yet, so difficult ones are the best..."
Take out the materials, refine them into flower pots, dig out a part of the spiritual field here, plant the seeds of the Little Demon Buddha in it, and then carve the spirit seizing array to absorb the surrounding spiritual energy, maintain the spiritual power of the soil, and mix the spiritual liquid.
water.
Now just waiting for the seeds to sprout...
It is best to wait until you see the little devil Buddha, and then fool him and guide him to have some new ideas, so that the seeds can germinate...
If you want to get rid of your own thoughts, then destroy this pot of flowers.
If it is something else, for example, Qin Youde is a good person, Qin Youde is anxious about justice, so he must do his best to help Qin Youde...
Well, we must cultivate this spiritual plant at all costs!
The fact that the seeds have not sprouted for so long means that the Little Demon Buddha has basically not encountered anything special and his heart has always been calm. It may also be that the Little Demon Buddha has practiced well and can keep his true intention without any distracting thoughts.
After putting away the flower pots, Qin Yang transplanted the spiritual plants planted by others.
At that time, let’s find out from the side what thoughts they had, and after letting the spiritual plants sprout, they will then consider whether to spend money to cultivate the spiritual plants or destroy them...
Qin Yang left...
In the village, the withered-blood Daoji was dressed as a peasant woman and hugged little Wang Qinian who had just had a full meal.
"Your cousin is gone, look at you, a heartless little boy, why are you still clinging to him every day!"
Xiao Wang Qinian opened his eyes, which could not see clearly yet, and looked at the direction where Qin Yang was going, feeling uneasy in his heart.
Whether Qin Yang can come back alive and whether it is reliable...
No matter what, he has no choice now.
I can only pray silently that Qin Yang can turn danger into good luck, and then keep his promise and take him out when he comes back.
As for how to deal with this cheap, brainwashed old woman like him, the only thing we can do is to get to the bridge and settle things down naturally...
…
Qin Yang followed the path directed by Wang Qinian and walked for three days before arriving at the top of a mountain.
There is a dark metal staircase on the top of the mountain, extending all the way from the top of the mountain into the air.
Climbing up the stairs, when you step on the last floor and take another step, everything around you changes in an instant.
The sky was gloomy and gloomy, and the air was filled with strong evil spirits and dead energy.
Looking around, we can see a barren desert next door. Under the gray sand, many dead bones are looming, including human bones, animal bones, and even some bones that look like the remains of a strange race after their death.
Deadly silence and desolation.
After crossing several sand dunes, there were more and more skeletons covered under the gray sand, and there was more resentment in the air.
After marching for another hour, there were suddenly more headless lanterns fluttering in the wind in mid-air, and the resentment became stronger and the evil spirit became heavier...
After crossing a rocky mountain and looking up, Qin Yang's pupils suddenly shrank.
There is a flat river in front of it, but in the middle, there is a 3,000-foot-high mountain standing alone.
Outside the entire mountain, countless skeletons were piled densely, and headless lanterns like fireflies were floating around the mountain.
The huge energy of death and resentment turned into black smoke rising into the sky, covering the sky and blocking out the sun.
The black smoke constantly transformed into twisted phantoms of living beings, endlessly repeating the moment of death.
After just one glance, Qin Yang felt that hallucinations were appearing in front of his eyes, and evil thoughts were like a flood from a gate, attacking his soul.
Close your eyes, take out a Mingshen fruit and drink it.
Qin Yang's hands were trembling, and his progress stopped.
The entire mountain is made of bones.
How many people have died here?
The stairs leading to the next level are at the top of the mountain.