Otherworldly Merchant

Cold as a frost wrapped a bus, the whole of Nakahara was under constant heavy rain, the plane could not take off at all.

I slept in the car and had a lot of nightmares. When I woke up the next day, I had arrived in Huaihua. Everyone got out of the car and took a rest, found a place to eat and, more importantly, solved physiological problems. Black-hearted monks rushed directly to the side of the road and opened the valves to drain water, whispering as soon as they were cleared: "Humiliated Sven!” Then remove two mineral water bottles filled with clear yellow liquid from the seat.

Little monk is a bit silly, I helped him to go to the toilet with the first help. His trauma was not serious, but he was possessed by the yellow nest and left with sequelae. According to the head of the Qing Dynasty, it was all lost in .

In fact, his condition was worse before, and he didn't even blink his eyes, like he was dead, but it worried us bad. I diagnosed it with an overhanging ice filament. Zhang Zhongjing's diagnosis almost threw me up with blood. Just one sentence: "This is a cerebral disorder, there is no cure for it”.

Later, the Three Growing Elders held the hand of the Little Monk to read "The King of Tibet's Willing Scripture", and read a small monk and recapitulated it, slowly restoring some wisdom, I was deeply admired by the Three Growing Elders' deep Buddhist law cultivation!

Taoism speaks of the Three Souls and the Seven Souls. Once a man has no soul, he is finished, but Buddhism has no such thing. They have only eight senses. The third elder felt that the young monk was full of knowledge. He was only currently disturbed by the demon of the heart. As long as he continued to use scripture to strike his heart, he could recover himself.

At the moment, the devil wandered around. The little monk still followed us safely. In the past few days, several news stories of this kind appeared online. Plant patients who had been in bed for many years suddenly woke up, but the six parents refused to acknowledge that they had been occupied by the Yin Spirit!

We ate a meal in Huaihua, arrived in Hengyang in the evening, and after getting out of the car, I looked up at the sky, and I saw countless yin qi converging over my head, the whole sky had been pressed black, even without the sky's eye to see.

Cold family is right. This is the center of the devil's route!

Cold as a frost took us to a five-star hotel, I asked her when she would start arranging, she couldn't say she was in a hurry, and a few more people were coming tomorrow. At present, the group of men together against Longquan Village, the pattern of "East Europe West Cold, South Dragon North Zhang” is about to be broken! I have a hidden feeling that the colder families want to take advantage of this catastrophe and lay their place in the middle of the plains, the more difficult the moment, the more people will plan for themselves.

I just hope it all ends soon and go back to meet Yin Xinyue and Van Fan.

The next morning, he handed me a cell phone and said that Zhang Yiuwu was looking for me. On the phone, he split his head and cursed. They learned that we were in , ready to deal with Yellow Nest and Long Qingqing Qiu together when we came out, who expected me to act alone without saying hello, or with the cold family.

“Jiulin, you are at least the future heir of the Zhang family. Which side are you on exactly?” Zhang Yao Wudao.

I smiled lightly: "I have no position, just eradicate the dragon Qing Qing Qiu. ”

Afraid he'd scold me again, I hung up the phone and moved to the Mafia to destroy all the halls of Longquan Village. I think I've done my part.

We prepared to drive to Hengshan and get off on foot upon arrival. It has just been raining heavily. Hengshan Qianfeng is green and green, but we are not here to travel, nor are we in the mood to play with the water.

Hengshan is the burial place of the fire god, when Huang Emperor asked why this mountain is called Hengshan? Mayhem replied that the mountain is located at the center of Kunlun Mountain and Cloud Dream Ze, like a pitch of the sky, hence the name.

The Yellow Emperor sealed the blessing here. He taught the locals to use fire. He was worshipped as the ancestral god of the Chu Nation. After his death, he was buried on the Red Emperor Peak.

On a difficult journey, in the evening before we reached the two peaks, it looked like two rounded and pointy rice barns. These two mountains are called Shi Yao Peaks. In ancient times, “Yao” had the meaning of a warehouse. The legend here is that the grain barn is in the sky. Every time it rains heavily in the summer, you can hear the loud rumblings coming from the valley. The locals say the rice warehouse is closed, which is a sign of a good harvest. If the sound is not heard, the harvest will definitely drop sharply this year due to a drought or flood.

There is also the assertion that the valley used to grow three strands of Jiahe, taller than man, and that the valley was bigger than the melon. If all three shares of Jiahe are strong this year, it means that the world has a good harvest, only one or two shares, then the harvest is ordinary, none of the three shares are solid, which is the world's wilderness.

At the end of the Tang dynasty, three strains of Jiahe actually formed red grains. The cut inside was blood. This is probably a heavenly human sensation. Three strains of Jiahe died suddenly when they arrived in the Yuan Dynasty!

It can be said that it is a blessed land with a unique terrain and mountain barrier on all sides. Cold families intend to set up arrays here and have already paid in advance to evacuate a small village nearby.

We walked into this small village at the foot of the mountain. Someone was waiting for us. It was an old lady with a crystal cane. She spoke to Cold Frost and nodded to us: “Gentlemen, I am Cold Second Lady, Mother of Frost. Thank you for your help this time. Cold family will never forget this affection! ”

In addition to one of our travelers, there are a dozen practitioners together this time. I heard that there is also a descendant of Xiangxi who chased the corpse. He has a pale face and a gloomy expression and has not spoken a word on the road.

Coupled with a group of masters including Cold Suit Men, it's not much. In fact, eight million evil ghosts are not enough to fear. Dragon Qing Qing Qiu is seriously injured right now. I fear only the Yellow Nest alone!

Because it was late, we were looking for a house in the village to live in. Cold family cooked a large pot of marching food, which is a kind of hard lump of grain mixed with grain, cooked out like paste, the taste is not natural, I ate half a bowl and I don't want to eat it.

At present, the meal was very depressing, then Wang Kaoru turned out a bag of Longjing tea from his backpack, picked a clean pot and boiled a large pot of fragrance sprayed tea, the atmosphere only became a little lively.

I never thought Longjing tea would smell so good when everyone drank it with an enamel tank, a lunch box, and a sea bowl.

I lived in a room with Hatsukichi, and he asked me, "Did the Demon Lord say anything to you? ”

I said no, the appearance of beginnings and stops makes me a little curious. Is there something wrong with beginnings?

I knew that by his character, I wouldn't say anything even if I asked, and the lights went out to sleep. This is Deep Mountain Old Forest, plus I slept too early, I didn't sleep at all, I flipped over for half a day, suddenly the all-powerful ring on my hand flashed, a shadow flowed out the window.

Suddenly he sat up and dared not fall asleep: “Something is happening! ”

We put on our clothes and went out. Wang Kaoru temporarily lent the sword to the first envoy. He carried eight Chinese swords, held the sword in his hand and searched with us. Through the dark moon, I saw a man standing by the well in the village and throwing something inside.

“Damn, we're mixed up!” I bite my teeth and scold.

My voice was very low, but it still struck the man. He suddenly pulled his legs and ran away. At first, he made a gesture, and we surrounded him on both sides.

The man fled the village like a slippery mud, running from the village all the time. I sacrificed an invisible needle, smashed his knee, and he fell on the ground.

I drew out the Ghost Knife and prepared to go over and force him to ask. Did you expect him to just touch his collar? He suddenly turned his head and bit me. That face was pale, and it was covered with a crack and his eyes were pale. At first sight, he quickly inserted the tip of his sword into his mouth and nailed him directly to the ground.

The man was sword-through and his head was still moving. It was a manipulated corpse...