Human beings are deceitful, and the flesh is infinitely deduced

Chapter 62
three days later.

Su Dai's home.

An Le sipped hot tea in the room and sniffed it lightly.

A strong and fragrant medicinal fragrance came from the small courtyard.

"It's done!"

Su Dai joyfully walked in holding a small jar of freshly refined elixir.

"Fellow Daoist An, come and taste this newly released Shiquan Daobu Dan."

These Cheng Dan are round and plump, with a rounded surface, without any protrusions or wrinkles.

Just smelling the fragrance of this medicine seems to prolong life.

An Le was not too polite, picked up one and threw it into his mouth, savoring it carefully.

Feeling the surging medicinal power, he praised: "Not bad, the quality is excellent."

These days, An Le didn't go to the animal farm anymore.

It's not that he doesn't care about the reward, it's just that...it's uncomfortable to get along with each other.

After the relationship with Lu Ming was exposed, colleagues who used to communicate on an equal footing became more or less flattering.

Coupled with the imminent spiritual disaster, he really didn't want to work.

Simply practice at home day and night, rarely go out.

The only communication with outsiders is to occasionally come to Su Dai's house to have a meal, chat and relieve the heavy pressure in my heart.

at the moment.

Su Dai's robe was still stained with dust, and her hair was loose in front of her again, looking sloppy.

But at this time, An Le could understand her approach.

It is definitely not a wise move for a beautiful single woman to wantonly show her beauty in this kind of place.

Seeing An Le's perfunctory look when she answered, Su Dai asked tentatively.

"Fellow Daoist An, you... seem to be in a bad mood?"

"Is it that obvious?"

An Le raised his eyebrows, he didn't expect that Su Dai, who had always been dull, would see what was on his mind.

"Because of that?"

An Le and several neighbors all mentioned that the disaster was coming, and suggested that they prepare supplies in advance.

But Su Dai was the only one who really listened to it.

"Yes."

An Le nodded, the tea in her mouth seemed to be getting more bitter.

During these three days of deduction, he actually survived the initial cold wave.

But after the cold wave, it is eternal night!
Yong Ye, this is An Le's adjective for the post-cold weather phenomenon.

There is no day, only night.

The wind and snow howled and the chill was bitter.

In the darkness where you can't see your fingers, there are still evil spirits lingering.

The entire Akabane Manor, as well as the surrounding areas, fell into such a disaster.

An Le didn't know how long the eternal night would last.

Because, he has never lived to see the sun again.

Even he is so difficult, let alone the mortals and casual cultivators of Akabane Village.

Of course, the possibility of [The Man Abandoned by Heaven] deliberately targeting it is not ruled out.

these three days.

An Le has actually been waiting for news from the Lu family.

I want to use their authority to remind the people of Akabane Village to prepare early.

It never occurred to me that there was no reaction at all.

It's as if he didn't know about it at all.

Lu Ming has written fewer letters to An Le recently, and seems to have encountered some troubles.

In his letter, he vaguely mentioned a foundation-building cultivator named Xiang Ren, who came from the Akabane Sect.

The other party may be the source of the trouble.

Lu Ming was so overwhelmed that he couldn't free up his hands to do things.

It was precisely because of the inaction of the Lu family that An Le became more and more depressed.

However, it is impossible for him to tell Su Dai about these things.

******
After another cup of tea.

An Le left Su Dai's house and walked to the market after a long absence.

The streets are still bustling.

The sound of selling and shouting came one after another.

There is a constant flow of people.

There are female cultivators or female family members of rich and noble families, passing through cosmetic powder shops and robe shops.

There are young children who stop and stay on the toy store pulled by the hawker, their big eyes are full of curiosity.

There are also those who lick blood with a knife edge, exuding fierceness all over their bodies, looking left and right, making others shy away.

Walking in the busy streets, An Le seems to be in another world.

Gradually.

Cold and darkness enveloped the place.

Snow crushed houses.

The small building with carved beams and painted pillars is empty.

The streets were empty and deserted, silent, and there was no life at all.

Frozen corpses can be seen everywhere.

There are old people, there are women, there are children...

The expressions of many people still stay at the moment of the cold wave, lifelike.

The scene seen in the deduction coincides bit by bit with reality.

"Brother, do you want to come in and have a seat?"

A gentle call awakened An Le.

It is said that the nun Goulan, who practiced the sorcery of absorbing marrow, stood at the door smiling and beckoning to him.

An Le was not as carefree as before, cold sweat broke out on his back, he cupped his hands and walked away quickly.

******
this evening.

An Le lay on the bed unable to sleep.

Even though Xiao Xiaohong was beside her, the chill continued to seep in.

But the restlessness in his heart still couldn't be calmed down.

An Le knew that he was never a saint, just an ordinary person.

Traveling through so far, I just want to live a peaceful life and protect the people around me.

But now, he predicted in advance that the spiritual disaster was coming.

Just thinking about yourself and doing nothing, really... right?
An Le stared at the pitch-black ceiling, her thoughts became clearer.

He understands that no one will criticize him for this.

However, he himself will!
It's like.

If a doctor knew that a large-scale plague was about to spread, would he choose to conceal it, or would he speak out resolutely?

This time, An Le wanted to choose the latter.

Now that you can obviously do something and change something.

So, why not do it?
Although most of the people in Akabane Village have nothing to do with him, there are still many people who want to harm him.

Although, even if they are told about the existence of spiritual disasters, there will still be many people who do not believe, doubt, and ridicule.

Although, maybe they believed it, they still died in the spiritual disaster.

But to do or not to do, the difference of one word, the difference of heaven and earth!

An Le suddenly sat up from the bed.

Eyes are bright, no more distracting thoughts.

He thought of a sentence that fit his mood at the moment.

"My heart and my actions are as clear as a mirror, and everything I do is justice."

"I just do what I think is right, that's all."

[Unlock entry: My heart and my actions are as clear as a mirror (purple)! 】

boom!
An Le was shocked.

A gleam flashed in his eyes.

After the mind is clear.

Under the traction of some kind of air mechanism, the spiritual power in his body was activated by itself, breaking through an invisible barrier.

Qi practice eight layers.

"In this way, I feel a little more confident."

An Le didn't look at the newly added entry notes.

Instead, he silently adjusted his breath, took out a special magic weapon, and made the final preparations.

This is a microphone that records and plays sound.

After two o'clock, An Le made a deduction.

【armor! 】

The gray substance squirmed out of his body surface, almost covering his whole body.

On the knees, elbows and other parts, sharp and thick long horns grow.

Can be used as an offensive or defensive means.

On An Le's head, there is also a pair of towering horns.

The face was replaced with another one, and the gray substance covered the facial features.

The eye sockets are two large bright red prisms, dyed by a little blood.

It looked hideous and terrifying.

Like a ghost!

The more terrifying the image, the easier it is to deter the enemy in battle.

Meanwhile, no one could recognize him anymore.

"call--"

Taking a deep breath, An Le quickly left the hut, running in the night like a ghost.

　I wish everyone a happy May Day. I want to rest for half a day today, so there is only one chapter.

　　It's too bad to have no manuscript.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)