Lingxian Zhenjun

Chapter 42
The sound of birds stretching along the foothills is crisp and undulating.

The morning sun bursting out of the gaps in the clouds pushed the golden light to wrap the undulating mountains near and far. In the dense forest, the accumulated dewdrops hung on the tip of the leaves, and the leaves were crumbling. For a moment, the blade of the knife was shocked and fell to the ground.

In the rugged and desolate mountain forest, a group of soldiers with their trousers tied up brandished knives and fiddled with the bushes and weeds, looking around and searching forward. Correspondingly, there were many such teams in the entire mountain, searching up inch by inch along the way.

The fat Taoist was carrying a basket on his back, sweating profusely as he walked behind. If Chen Yuan hadn't given him a small spell to recover his stamina from time to time, he probably wouldn't be able to walk a few feet up the mountain.

"Take a break, boss, you can't walk on this road anymore, you might as well go up by yourself... huh huh..."

Seeing his appearance, Chen Yuan was indeed very tired. He was not the physique that those generals practiced all the year round, and he was not a cultivator. It was reasonable that he couldn't keep up, so she nodded and asked him to stay here to rest.

The crazy old man looked back at the fat Taoist up and down, sighed and shook his head.

"Why is it so useless?"

"I want you to take care of it. Bendao is here to enjoy the cool and rest, isn't it uncomfortable?!"

"Be careful of jackals and tigers and leopards taking you away..." The crazy old man followed his apprentice for two steps and then came back, with his hands clawed at the sides of his face, grasping twice, his face gloomy.

"It's impossible to say that there are monsters in the mountains."

"Hey, that's not right, come here a female monster, let her try Daoist tricks!"

Chen Yuan didn't bother to pay attention to the bickering between the two, looked up at the steep foothills, and continued to go up along the way, and the scattered consciousness was also searching for abnormalities that were different from the mountains.

Since it was buried, there must have been raised mounds, but after an unknown period of time, it should be covered with weeds.

"The one who can go to this mountain for an outing... I'm afraid that Chang Weng is not an ordinary person. He got a strange magic and buried him. I think he didn't look down on magic..."

"Sir! Something was discovered by Marquis Xu Du!"

Just walking through a cliff and weeds, Chen Yuan heard the shout of a soldier searching in the distance. She searched her consciousness and hurried towards the direction of the sound. In the past, the slope of the mountain, where the cliffs were broken, was as smooth as if someone had cut it with a knife.

There is an open space below, and there are wooden piles left in the four corners. It is not difficult to see that a hut was built here.

"gentlemen!"

Seeing Chen Yuan coming, Xu Huaiyu wiped the sweat from his forehead, cupped his arms, and followed his fingers to the remnants of the thatched hut over there, "Someone lived here, the wooden pillars in the soil are rotten, and they rotted at the touch. I'm afraid it will be 30 or [-] years."

30 years?

I feel that it has not been as long as "Miscellaneous Suspicions of Huangchuan" as a book, so how did the story get into the book?Surprised in Chen Yuan's heart, she subconsciously touched the book hidden in her chest. He stepped forward to observe the place and looked away. Ordinary people in the surrounding environment would never live here, even those who have some martial arts. Live in this harsh world.

'The witch is right here.Then his grave should not be far from here. '

In the memory of my previous life, especially in the rural areas, most of the graves were built not too far from home, and this world should not escape such a custom.

In fact, Chen Yuan didn't need to guess, the soldiers of Linjiang County had already searched around.

Sure enough, in less than a moment, a mound of earth was found under the cliff about ten feet away from here, surrounded by large and small stones. The soil was no different from the ordinary ground, but there was no growth. Bits of weed.

Otherwise, it would not be so easy to be discovered.

"Dug the grave—"

Xu Huaiyu wasn't that particular about it, and with his husband by his side, he was very courageous. He also heard the story told by his husband on the way, and he didn't like the witch buried inside.

"Since it's a disaster, don't show mercy to him!"

A few big and thick men immediately took hoes and stone shovels, and dug and shoveled the grave without half a cup of tea. They saw a corpse about five feet in size lying in it. The pattern of the year can still be vaguely seen in the robe.

In the middle, the corpse pressed a book in front of the abdomen with both hands. Xu Huaiyu wanted to go forward to fetch it, but Chen Yuan stretched out his hand, and the book suddenly broke free from the bones of his hand and flew over by itself. Xu Huaiyu was still extremely amazed and never tired of watching it.

Here, the book fell into Chen Yuan's hands, but when she touched it, she found that there was an extra book, overlapping it below.

In addition to "Quying Shadow", the black mold mottled on the yellowed book below can still be seen. The book cover reads "The Art of Enlightenment", which surprised Chen Yuan. When he opened a page, he saw a The note is stuck inside.

The content on the paper is only a short vertical word.

"The search for the Tao is endless, stop at the golden elixir, Chang knows that the destiny is coming, so I don't ask for it anymore, bid farewell to my wife and children, kill this witch in the mountain, do my last effort, keep the skills I have learned, and give it to those who are destined, hope Make good use of it."

In just one vertical word, it is difficult to seek the Tao, but it also shows the strength of a person who cultivates the Tao, which made Chen Yuan feel emotional.

"I originally asked for the technique of "Quying" according to the book, but I didn't expect to get an extra gift, Chang Weng, please accept my worship."

Putting the book in the hand of the man beside him, when Chen Yuan raised her hand and arched it around, the two booklets in Xu Huaiyu's hand suddenly ignited sparks, which made him cry out in fright. It burned out quickly, and two rays of light flew towards Chen Yuan's chest, sinking into the "Miscellaneous Mysteries of Huangchuan".

"Sir... this... what's going on..."

"The essence of spells is not in books, but in formulas."

Chen Yuan explained, and took out the scroll in the lapel. In the thaumaturgy chapter, there was an extra story called "The Stone Lion Guarding the Gate", and the writing on it gradually revealed the magic formula.

The wind blows, and the robes flutter.

'A gift from Chang Weng should be returned to his descendants. 'he thinks.

Down the mountain.

Sun Zhengde unbuttoned his Taoist robe, revealing his white belly, lying on the shady rock, squinting at the crazy old man who was playing, humming a little tune comfortably, and dangling his dangling toes.

The mountain wind blew, my stomach shrank from the cold, and I shivered suddenly, and my fat body sat up.

Not far away, the crazy old man who was pouring water from the brook suddenly raised his head, "There is an evil spirit!"

Just as the fat Taoist was about to speak, the bright sun quickly dimmed in the afterglow, the surrounding trees swayed to and fro, and a thin layer of mist appeared in the forest.

"Why is it foggy?"

Sun Zhengde hurriedly straightened his robes, and before he could finish speaking, the turbulent water mist drifted towards this side in his vision, accompanied by a faint sound of bells.

ding ding ding...

In the mist, there seemed to be a figure floating by.

The fat Taoist rubbed his eyes and looked again. The fog was approaching, and there was a shadowy figure in it, claws and claws, like a ghost floating towards him.

"I call his mother's big cold melon..."

Suddenly frightened, Sun Zhengde ran up the mountain. The crazy old man who was not far away saw him running, turned around and chased after him, thinking that the Taoist was running a race with him, and ran to the front at a high speed.

"Why are you running?!"

Seeing being overtaken, the fat Taoist shouted loudly.

"Seeing you run away, the old man also ran away! I'm going to find my apprentice first!"

In the blink of an eye, the crazy old man disappeared from the sight of the fat Taoist.He was left with a dumbfounded face, so he left?Leave me alone?
After reacting, he spread his legs and continued to run wildly, yelling.

"Old maniac, you are too dishonest!!"

Then, the chubby figure was engulfed by the mist.

　Second update.After dinner, I will continue writing Chapter 3.

　　There was an earthquake just now, and I was terrified.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)