Looking east to China, clouds and mists.

Clouds and mists are shrouded in majestic distances for hundreds of miles.

"Finally go down the mountain."

Zhao Xiaohuan was wearing a dirty Taoist robe, holding a long knife in his hand, turned his head and looked at the towering mountains behind him, and then looked at the setting sun that was about to fall west, and a strong sense of luck rose in his heart.

It is absolutely thrilling to sleep in the barren mountains at night.

This is not the Shuilan Star where he was in his previous life. This is a world similar to an ancient dynasty lost in hundreds of years after his founding of the gods. There are countless wild beasts, and there are often traces of immortals, but the traces of immortals are floating and no one can see them.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, a volume of Huangting rises and falls, extremely magical.

Zhao Xiaohuan practiced the way of immortality, and even the immortals in the secular legends. He was not afraid of ordinary beasts and birds, but there were really ghosts and evil spirits in this world.

Especially at night, in such wilderness, ghosts and evil spirits are even more rampant.

Even though he has embarked on the fairy path, he is still not used to sleeping in the wilderness.

As long as you leave the mountain, there will be residents at the foot of the mountain.

Not far away, smoke from cooking stoves was curling, and there was endless vitality, but above this village, there seemed to be a dark cloud.

"There is a monster?"

Zhao Xiaohuan frowned, and the Huangting Jing that was floating in the sea of ​​consciousness was extremely magical. Not only were there many wonderful methods on it, but it could also help him break through the fog.

The demonic aura that filled the village not far away naturally could not escape his eyes.

Any monster will definitely have demonic energy on its body. The stronger the monster, the more intense the demonic energy it is. However, the powerful monster has already cultivated magical powers and can restrain its own demonic energy. Under normal circumstances, there will be no demonic energy at all.

On the contrary, although the demonic aura on the body was light, they didn't know how to restrain the demonic aura at all, but instead made the demonic aura filled with it.

When encountering this situation, Zhao Xiaohuan naturally had to go over and take a look.

People who practice Taoism not only have a clear idea of ​​seeking, but also seek freedom and freedom. If they want to become immortals, they have to go through three disasters and five kalpas, rather than the so-called cultivation level. If they hit a few thunders, they will be able to become immortals. If they cannot withstand it, they will be destroyed.

Slaying demons and eliminating demons is also a kind of experience. It can have merits to protect the body. The word merit is extremely mysterious, but it can protect the spiritual consciousness at critical moments and not be deceived by the disaster and disaster, and can successfully overcome the disaster.

"Brother-in-law, I got lost when I went up the mountain to collect herbs. I admit that I was wrong about the road down the mountain. I wonder if I could let the road stay for one night?"

Zhao Xiaohuan talked to a father-in-law who was carrying a hoe and was gray-bearded next to the village. He also had parents in this life, but his family was poor. In desperation, he could only send him to the Taoist temple and be a Taoist boy. At least he could fill his stomach and not starve to death.

"How old are you, you dare to go up the mountain by yourself?"

Sun Min, who was stopped by Zhao Xiaohuan, was first startled by the long knife in his hand, and then looked full of care. After all, Zhao Xiaohuan was only eleven or twelve years old, and her Taoist robe was dirty and looked very pitiful.

"Which Taoist temple do you belong to?"

Sun Min looked at Zhao Xiaohuan with a kind face and spoke in a gentle voice, as if he was afraid of scaring this little Taoist boy.

"Do you know Yunshan Temple, do you know?"

Zhao Xiaohuan scratched his head awkwardly. The mountain behind him stretched for hundreds of miles, and the fastest way out in this era is a carriage, which has very inconvenient transportation.

He is not so familiar with the villages and towns around the Taoist temple, not to mention that he got lost this time, and he didn't know which mountain road he was descending from.

"Yunshan Temple?"

The father-in-law nodded, his wrinkled face full of pride: "I know, I know, there is no place in the area around this hundred miles, I don't know about the old man."

"Yunshan Temple can only reach it for a mountain road of more than ten miles away from us. There are many wolves in the mountains. You are so lucky that you can get here by yourself."

Sun Min spoke in surprise and relied on the mountain to eat the mountain. There were many hunters in their village, who usually went up the mountain to hunt wolves and tigers, and even these hunters sometimes died in the mountain. You can imagine how dangerous the mountain is.

"You can live in my house tonight."

"Wait tomorrow morning, I will give you some dry food. If you take it, don't walk the mountain road. Take the official road and go further..."

Sun Min is old and nagging, not to mention that Zhao Xiaohuan is about the same age as his grandson. After nagging, he can't stop.

The houses in the village are made of earthen embryos mixed with straw, and most of them have no courtyards. They can only be considered as yards with just a circle of wood.

After all, those who live next to the mountain are not wealthy at home, not to mention that there are only a few dozen families in the village who know each other normally. If someone comes to an outsider, the village will definitely know it, so the courtyard is very simple.

"Why did you bring someone back?"

Zhao Xiaohuan sat on a bench made of wooden stakes. Sun Min and his wife went to cook. There was no one in the house. According to Sun Min, his children were all working in the town and only came back during the busy farming period.

"What if this doll is lost and not brought back? Look at how old he is."

"He is holding a knife, and he can't tell at least."

Sun's face was full of worry. She was old and had lived enough, but she was unwilling to suffer in vain. What's more, she wanted to watch her grandchildren grow up.

"Who doesn't bring a knife when entering the mountain?"

“In our village….”

Sun Min spoke indifferently, his voice was very low. When he was young, he also went into the mountains and hunted.

Zhao Xiaohuan sat in the house with an awkward expression. Although the old couple's voice was low, they could not resist him as a successful practitioner of Taoism, with clever ears and clear eyes.

Although the old couple was arguing, they did not neglect Zhao Xiaohuan and even burned a plate of hare meat.

"We are not from the mountains, there are no other people. These hares, pheasants, etc. are enough."

Sun Min laughed, his old face full of complacent expressions. Although his words were a bit exaggerated, for people in the mountains, these things were indeed often eaten.

After all, I only need to make some small things, put them in the mountain, and just go and see them every few days. Even if he is old and cannot hunt, this simple operation will still be possible.

"Our village is next to the foot of the mountain, so there should be many people who are lost in normal times, right?"

Zhao Xiaohuan was eating rabbit meat and suddenly spoke. He must not be able to stay in this village for too long, otherwise the Taoist temple might really think that he was eaten by a wolf when he entered the mountain.

If you inform his parents in this life, the matter will be a big deal.

"There are not many people who are lost. How many of us villagers can get lost when we enter the mountains?

Sun Min smiled honestly: "But there are many merchants who come to our place to collect mountain goods."

It is rare for young people to chat with, and Sun Min is of high nature.

"A few days ago, I came to live in our village."

Zhao Xiaohuan looked out the door with his eyes. The sky was already dim and the demonic aura above the village became even stronger.
Chapter completed!