Becoming an Immortal from the Northern Song Dynasty

Chapter 118

Zhang Yuqing curled her lips helplessly: "Senior brother, do you see that there is any place to hide things around me?"

"This is really weird. The third junior brother is good at martial arts. He is born with exquisite five senses. He can read everything that happens around him like palm prints. Although he has a naive temperament, he likes to play tricks on his classmates. He deliberately digs pits and then bullies them wantonly with his fists and background. The other party has never heard of him pouring dirty water on people..."

The man with the mole stroked the long hair of the mole on his chin, and suddenly stroked Zhang Yuqing's body, touching his Dingshen acupoint, cutting off the circulation of his Qi and blood, and making his resisting movements freeze immediately.

"Let me search and find out the truth!"

The man with the black mole said coldly: "If you didn't steal, then perhaps the third junior brother is more stubborn than before, and from now on you have to avoid him and take a detour. If you really stole and tricked the third junior brother, then Just try to see if you can fool my eyes!"

"If not, I'm afraid..."

His voice stopped short, and although he didn't continue, the meaning in it made people shudder.

In a short time, the man with the mole searched all over Zhang Yuqing's pockets, but found nothing.

Except for the handwritten copy of the Buddha's exercises that he gave him, Zhang Yuqing has nothing on his body and is clean.

Moreover, during this process, Zhang Yuqing was pressed on the big acupuncture point, unable to move, and there was absolutely no possibility of tampering with it.

It can only be that the third junior brother wronged him!
The man with the black mole unlocked his body acupuncture point, threw the book back to him, and said: "From now on, you must not come within three feet of the kitchen, or you will be killed!"

Zhang Yuqing took the book and silently stuffed it into his arms.

"Don't hold any grudges, being searched by me is far more worthy of your concern than being cared about by my junior brother." Seeing Zhang Yuqing's dissatisfaction, the man with a black mole explained: "He has always acted in disorder, and if he disagrees with him, he will kill him immediately." , no one can save you."

"Since he has nothing to do to pour dirty water on you, it can only prove that you have offended the third junior brother unintentionally, and I am afraid that you are in danger of death. Although you are a closed disciple accepted by the master, but now the master is closed, even if you really Even if you were killed by the third junior brother, no one will uphold justice for you."

The man with the black mole sighed: "Nowadays, you can only protect yourself by taking the initiative to back away from others, avoiding its edge, and not prescribing alone with my third junior brother."

Zhang Yuqing made a look of sudden realization: "So that's how it is. Senior brother is thoughtful, but I'm narrow-minded."

He folded his fists and bent down, all the haze on his face disappeared, as if he believed the explanation of the man with the mole.

"No problem!" The man with the mole waved his hand: "I'll go talk to Third Junior Brother, find out what he's saying, and find a way to find out what annoys him about you, and see if there's a chance to resolve it."

"Everyone will be in the same sect in the future. After the master's retreat is over, he will eventually return to the sect. At that time, we will see each other with our heads down. It is better to resolve any conflicts as soon as possible."

The man with the mole put his hands behind his back, walked away while the night was still dark, and hurriedly disappeared at the end of the corner.

Zhang Yuqing turned over and sat up, resumed his normal walking posture, quietly leaned to the window for a look, and muttered in a low voice: "Hmph, what second brother said it was for my own good, but he couldn't trust me!"

"Grandpa, although I was a beggar in the past, I have the backbone, and I will never steal!"

"Let me bear it, I just can't bear it, I must find a way to get that cook!"

Outside the wooden house, in the blind spot of Zhang Yuqing's line of sight.

The gloomy man with moles stood quietly against the wooden house, listening to Zhang Yuqing's whispers.

'Could it be that he was really hungry to find something to eat, instead of realizing something was wrong and wanting to take the opportunity to escape? '

The man with the mole was thinking in his heart.

He pretended to leave just to lure the snake out of the hole.

Let's see what Zhang Yuqing will do after he is gone.

Unexpectedly, he just said some complaining words, looking angry, wanting to take revenge back.

This is in line with Zhang Yuqing's consistent behavior.

Born as an orphan and beggar, he has the worst temper and can't bear to be aggrieved.

Anyone with a more docile personality will not live to be so old.

Already squeezed out by other beggars, unable to grab food, starved to death, frozen to death, killed...

There is chaos outside, and there are all kinds of ways to die.

Thinking of this, the man with the mole took a few steps back and walked towards the kitchen.

He was going to ask, why did the third junior brother slander Zhang Yuqing for stealing things, could it be that he really couldn't understand him?
Inside the house, while complaining, Zhang Yuqing casually pushed open the door.

His pupils dilated slightly, and he looked around.

There was no one around, only the sound of insects in the quiet and dilapidated courtyard.

'You think you are hiding well, but you don't know how conspicuous you are under my consciousness. '

Zhang Yuqing exhaled lightly, and walked briskly towards the front yard.

If he remembered correctly, near the main hall of the temple in the front yard, there was a mass of graves.

Ridiculous, but true.

There are deserted tombs in the temple, which is in line with Zhang Yuqing's consistent perception of the world.

He walked through the muddy pond, over the collapsed rockery, and through the half-collapsed moon arch, and the main hall of an old temple with vermilion brilliant relief came into view again.

Revisiting the old place, looking at the majestic ancient buildings, Zhang Yuqing couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief.

The last time I came was midnight, the moon was dark and the wind was high, and I couldn't see my fingers.

He failed to get a glimpse of the whole picture, but was attracted by the weird candles, and saw some things in the temple in a hurry.

This time the sun had not completely set, and he could take in everything in the main hall from the outside, and immediately felt something was wrong.

The top of the main hall is not the carved beams and painted buildings with flying eaves and stones as he imagined, but many hollowed out wood carvings are piled up to form a round arch.

It looks like an upside-down semicircle, or to put it more vividly: grave.

A red temple built like a tomb.

There is a coffin inside, enshrining a headless god, which seems a lot more normal.

And around the largest 'tomb'-shaped hall, there are scattered piles of unowned graves.

Wooden plaques in twos and threes were inserted in front of the barren grave, and the handwriting engraved on them was worn away and rotted clean by the rain and wind. The name and font size could not be recognized, only the strokes of some characters could be vaguely seen.

Zhang Yuqing didn't delay too much, and the deep uneasiness in his heart was even thicker.

He squatted on the ground, knocked away the floating soil from the grave, grabbed a few handfuls of fresh soil from below, and put it into the system space.

Then he hurriedly walked away from here.

The mental pressure on him here is too great, it seems that a string in his mind is tense, and it may suddenly break at any time.

I thought about planning another escape route, but I hurriedly gave up.

At this moment, he is extremely eager to master a new power, a power that can fight against the unknown things in front of him.

This kind of pressure of uncertain future in the face of great uncertainty almost broke his nerves.

Fortunately, all the things needed for the opening ceremony have been collected, and he only needs to wait for the midnight tonight to open up the meridians and become a warrior.

As soon as Zhang Yuqing left the front yard, he saw an old man in black cloth suddenly standing at the window of the vermilion hall.

His eyes were not as cold as human beings, filled with bright red bloodshot eyes, mixed with animalistic, crazy, depressed and other frightening expressions.

All the emotions in these eyes were tightly suppressed, turning into a void, just watching Zhang Yuqing quietly, until he left the range of the front yard, and then slowly retreated into the darkness and disappeared.

Zhang Yuqing didn't know anything about it, and after returning to his bed to lie down for a long time, he heard the wooden door creak open, and the man with the mole walked in.

His attitude towards Zhang Yuqing was much more indifferent, and he just glanced at him lightly, then lay down on his wooden plank and covered him with a bedding.

For a moment, the room fell into depressing silence again.

After an unknown amount of time, just as Zhang Yuqing was getting flustered, there was a sudden knock on the door outside.

With this 'alarm clock' as a mark, there is no need to be afraid of missing the time node of midnight.

He turned over and sat up suddenly, and glanced at the bed beside him.

The man with the mole was still lying dead.

Zhang Yuqing got out of bed in the dark, walked to the window and looked at the sky.

Half of the moon was covered by a few dark clouds, and the light cast on the earth was also reduced by half, making it almost impossible to see.

The bloodless face of the man with the mole suddenly appeared in front of him, and he showed him a smile of unknown meaning that made people shiver down the spine.

Zhang Yuqing turned her head away in disgust, not leaving the 'thing' outside the window.

Anyway, after these days, knowing that the other party can't come in, he gradually got used to the other party's existence.

Don't disturb your own foundation establishment and opening of veins, the fasting ceremony will be completed.

He squatted on the ground, took out a stone and slammed it against the iron nail he found casually, rubbing off many sparks, splashing and igniting the weeds, and burning them blazingly.

Zhang Yuqing turned his head and looked behind him, but the man with the mole didn't respond.

He felt relieved, took out the tribute incense and lit it on the fire.

Before this, he broke one of them in advance, making it burn in two long and one short, and took out the glutinous rice and piled it into small piles on the ground.

Put Gongxiang on the glutinous rice.

Then I took the porcelain bowl, and muttered in my heart, I forgot to prepare water!
There is a strange existence outside, so you can't go out.

He turned and sprinkled the soil into the bowl, then he gritted his teeth, closed his eyes, leaned his neck back, and swallowed dryly!
The next moment, his consciousness fell into chaos, his body and limbs seemed to be soaked in hot water, and the body of 'His' appeared indistinctly before his eyes!

Zhang Yuqing waved his fingers in the air and struggled. He felt his mouth and nose were blocked and it was difficult to breathe.

It was as if he had sunk into the bottom of the sea in an instant. Drowning made it difficult for him to keep calm, and it took a long time before he opened his eyes.

The huge pressure from all directions made him confirm that he was under the water, the light was very dim, and he couldn't see the surrounding things clearly, only a few outlines could be vaguely seen.

He breathed and swallowed the sea water, and was not drowned.

It's as if there are 'gills' in the body that can filter seawater and extract oxygen.

"Isn't I holding the ceremony of opening the veins and offering sacrifices? I'm at the last step, chanting the real name of the bony son. Why was I pulled into the illusion before I could recite it?"

He feels that everything is not real at present and should be an illusion.

Zhang Yuqing looked up at the surface of the water, and the faint light cast down, so he decided to go upstream.

"Gollum..."

An unknown creature with a huge outline seemed to swim by in the bottom of the water. In front of 'it', Zhang Yuqing was as small as an ant.

He just felt his scalp go numb when he saw it, and he accelerated his swimming speed.

"hiss--"

Even though he was at the bottom of the water, Zhang Yuqing heard a long neigh.

A vague figure gradually approached.

Zhang Yuqing could see clearly that it seemed to be an exquisite female body.

His long hair was tangled in the water, he was wearing a luxurious brocade and jade dress, embroidered with a large group of coiled dragon patterns, and looked at him blankly.

Zhang Yuqing's swimming speed slowed down, and he felt that his brain was like a rusty part, and there were many obstacles in its operation, creaking and creaking.

His face was gradually replaced by a fanatical expression, like a pilgrimage-like face of a water girl, with an extremely distorted expression.

But he himself didn't realize all this, he just stared at this inexplicably appearing woman vigilantly.

When something goes wrong, there must be a demon, so don't take it lightly.

The distance between the woman and him was even closer, to the point where the other person's appearance could be seen clearly with the naked eye.

Zhang Yuqing was taken aback, the woman's face was very beautiful!
It is almost to the point of overwhelming the country, and it is the perfect face that can be created by exhausting the limits of people's imagination.

But this is not worth Zhang Yuqing's surprise, he is used to seeing beauties, and mere beauty can't impress him.

What made him feel scalp numb, flustered, and irritated was that the second half of the woman's body was actually connected to a huge lump of carrion, and the two seemed to be one!
What's more, it was this mass of carrion that gave birth to this woman!
Zhang Yuqing unconsciously thought of the anglerfish living on the bottom of the sea.

They are extremely ugly, with a light-emitting organ shaped like a fishing rod growing out of their foreheads to lure prey.

That's what this woman is.

The huge monster behind her was only the tip of the iceberg, Zhang Yuqing couldn't see the whole thing with a glimpse, it was a huge monster with a body length of several thousand meters.

The one swimming in the distant waters just now is 'it', right?

He thought, gathered his energy, and looked carefully.

This mass of carrion barely maintained a human-like outline as a whole, with a body length of several thousand meters and no arms, replaced by countless tentacles twisting wildly.

Its body surface and eye color are not like ordinary people's skin color, but a sickly gray-yellow color, without the formation of blood and meridians.

A woman with an unmistakable appearance was inlaid at the navel of this huge carrion, and there were many knotted tentacles wrapped around the smooth back, which could be stretched freely.

Looking up, the head of the carrion corpse is extremely ugly, with yellow and messy rough long hair, and there are no other organs on the face except for four sequentially arranged mouths-these mouths have fine and dense spikes growing up and down. Each has two long tusks.

And everywhere on the body surface of the carrion, the ever-growing granulation and tentacles waved endlessly, as if the shape could be changed at will.

A weird smile appeared on Zhang Yuqing's face, his mouth grew unconsciously, and his saliva flowed down.

He couldn't see his expression, but he thought secretly in his heart.

This magic skill is really weird, and it almost made him lose his nerve when he practiced it in the first day.

(End of this chapter)