Two miles is not too far, but the road is overgrown with weeds, making it more desolate as you walk. The closer you get to the village, the more you can feel the presence of people.

Because the acres of fields overgrown with weeds have already explained everything. The people in the village have cultivated and lived here, but now, the fields are still there, but they have disappeared.

Looking at all this, I felt a little emotional and couldn't help but ask Master: "How are they doing after they leave their hometown? Will they still have their own land?"

Master said: "The country wants to see them leave. After all, if you massacre one village, you can still control the impact. But if you massacre many villages, it's hard to say."

"Yes." I nodded heavily, but looking at this place overgrown with grass, I was still filled with melancholy.

I have never denied my sensitivity. This is also a problem that Master has pointed out to me a long time ago. Too much emotion is not good for cultivators. But sometimes Master has to admit that maybe such a sensitive person has the strongest intention.

People who are good at least start from sincerity in their feelings. After understanding, their mentality becomes more determined.

There are sounds of footsteps all around. When we get here, we can basically no longer see the way. People are walking in the grass. The summer sun is very strong, and those who are exposed to the sun are in a trance. They are walking in the grass.

Walking is definitely not a pleasant experience.

Yang Qinhuai, the young master, couldn't bear it anymore and kept complaining: "Hey guys, how long will it take to find a place to rest?"

No one answered him, so he just raised his feet to show me: "Chengyi, I'm not complaining. Look, my feet are not even red or swollen from the grass."

I didn't even raise my head and said directly: "This is already very happy. You are sprinkled with a secret formula of insect repellent and snake repellent. Otherwise, this guy in the grass will give you a lot of trouble."

Speaking of this, Yang Qinhuai really experienced it. There were really no bugs to harass him along the way. Summer was originally the season when snakes were active, so he had never seen one like this. In fact, he thought the smell of the powder was pungent at first.

Where is the nose!

"Well, haha, these things are really powerful! No wonder the masters are among the people! Chengyi, what about you? I didn't see you spraying medicine on your body?" Qinhuai quickly changed the subject.

"Me? Do you have this?" I handed him a bamboo tube. Qinhuai took it, smelled it, shook it again, and asked me a little confused.

"Who is this? A secret weapon?"

"Well, the secret weapon is a gift I got when I was 6 or 7 years old. It is more effective than your powder." This was given to me by the snake exorcist back then. I have kept it all these years. He said that when I encounter something powerful,

When I was young, I spilled some, but I didn't have that chance.

Speaking of this, I think of the Tomb of the Hungry Ghost. If I had brought this with me at that time, and if the candle dragon was still alive at that time, would this powder have been useful?

In the years that followed, my master and I also talked about the Tomb of the Hungry Ghost. The master said that the Hungry Ghost King had the characteristics of a candle dragon because he ate the candle dragon. When I thought about it, it was indeed the same. So, would this medicine powder have the characteristics of a candle dragon?

it works?

However, if it's just if, it's been a long time since the Hungry Ghost Tomb incident. I've mentioned many times what happened to the things Master asked Yang Sheng to bring to Beijing, but Master always dismissed me with a fruitless answer.

Is the Hungry Ghost Tomb thing over?

"We've arrived at the village. Sure enough, there is a village?" Just when I was thinking about something, Qinhuai suddenly shouted, which startled me.

I looked up, and sure enough, I turned a corner and reached the village. I could see the houses that were not too densely clustered in the distance.

Originally, it was a joy to see a bunch of houses on a lonely road, but I don't know why, but I felt an indescribable feeling when I saw this village.

It felt like looking at a static painting rather than a realistic impact because there was a lack of life.

Except for Qinhuai yelling, no one of us made a sound. We must have a strange feeling about this village. It is different from the preserved ruins of the ancient city. There are things left by the accumulation of time, but here, it is something that has been forcibly removed.

A life cut off.

Now that we saw the village, it was not far away. We hurried forward and soon entered the village. Everywhere was a desolate scene, covered with vines and houses squeezed out of cracks.

Cracked, rickety door.

A traceless road that is almost submerged.

There is also an atmosphere of silence that can drive people crazy.

We kept walking until we reached a larger room. Yuan Yi shouted: "Just take a rest here, drink some water, and eat something."

As soon as he finished his words, everyone looked at my master subconsciously, but my master seemed unwilling to have anything to do with Yuan Yi. He just lowered his head and said, "Okay, I will listen to you."

Yuan Yi's face didn't look good, but fortunately his master gave him face and he didn't have an attack.

In fact, I don’t quite understand that everyone is their own Taoist priest. This department is so loose and no one can control anyone else’s life. Why bother to compete everywhere? Just like when you do something, as long as you do it seriously and complete it, it will be fine.

Now, why should you care about what others are doing? Why do you have to suppress others? If you can’t suppress them, you will be embarrassed at every turn. Isn’t this adding to your own troubles?

Of course, I was just thinking about it. Master told me not to fight.

Since no one objected, Yuan Yi led everyone to the courtyard and opened the long-decayed door of the courtyard.

As soon as the door opened, a puff of dust rushed towards the face, which made the few people walking in front cough. Yuan Yi didn't care and stepped into the yard.

I also followed in and took a look at the yard. I felt even more uncomfortable because I saw that the previous owner had shrunk and dried up in the yard. I don’t know what kind of things were still placed in the sieve and covered with dust.

The sieve has begun to rot.

I even saw a large water tank in the yard, and a basin next to the water tank, which was also covered with dust.

All of this shows how hastily the host left.

"There's no way to set foot in this yard, let's go in and sit down." Yuan Yi said to himself and stepped into the room. As soon as he entered the room, he yelled and stumbled out.

I didn't know what was going on, but when I looked up, a centipede as long as a human arm crawled out of the room, and a bat flew out after it.

"There are a lot of these things in this room. I didn't pay attention to it. It was really amazing when I entered it." Yuan Yi explained with an ugly face. After all, being scared by bugs and bats was a very shameful thing in his opinion, even though we

I thought it was nothing. Any normal person would be scared if something suddenly jumped out of his body while walking in this depressing village.

This is true even for Taoist priests, because Taoist priests are also ordinary people, but what they learn is different from ordinary people.

The bat was not caught, but the centipede was. Yang Sheng shouted that everything here has research value and is a clue, and he was determined not to let people kill it.

He observed the bug carefully, and the master also observed it carefully. Yang Sheng didn't see any results and was still discussing with Zhao Jingyi.

But my master couldn't help but say "Hey"!

Yang Sheng heard my master say "Huh" and couldn't help but raise his head and ask: "Master Jiang, are you also very knowledgeable about biology? I am not an entomologist, but I know a lot of insects. I really like this centipede."

I don’t see anything special about it.”

"Yeah, I think of myself as zoology and entomology. I've also learned a lot about entomology, but I don't see anything. In fact, it's not much different from ordinary centipedes, but the pattern is a bit special. I don't know if it's poisonous or not.

Poison." Zhao Jingyi said in a casual tone.

My master trampled the centipede to death without raising his head, and then said: "I also studied biology when I was studying abroad, but I dare say that there is no record of this kind of centipede in the books. If you want to talk about the species, it is the best.

Common centipede with few spines, but do you think something is wrong?

"It is possible for it to grow that big, but here in the centipede with few spines," the master pointed at the centipede's crushed head and first back plate and continued, "This should be golden-red, right? But it has changed."

It turned pale white, are you wondering about this?"

Yang Sheng clapped his hands and said: "Yes, I just can't figure this out. I just temporarily defined it as a genetic mutation. Is this correct?"
Chapter completed!