mad fairy

Chapter 1 Shenshu Village

Shenshu Village.

house.

After closing the doors and windows, Survival carefully took out the porcelain bottle in his arms, and poured a drop of spiritual liquid accumulated in the bottle into a bowl.

It's been three months.

After traveling to Shenshu Village, he finally saw the hope of leaving the village.

Shenshu Village is a cursed village.

I don't know why.

All the villagers staying in Shenshu Village fantasize about attaining Taoism and becoming immortals almost all the time.

In the village, whenever the villagers get together to exchange their "practice experience", Shenghuo can see it very clearly from a distance:
Perhaps it was because of cultivating immortals.

The faces of those villagers have long been blurred and the facial features cannot be seen clearly, only a pair of empty eyes remain.

There are no pupils in those eyes that a normal person should have.

No one cares about these weird phenomena except survival.

Survival also thought about fleeing the village, but every time he left the village within a certain range, he would be teleported back to the village inexplicably.

There's something weird about this place.

The villagers who want to become immortals, and Shenshu Village, who can never go out, all these make Shenghuo almost crazy.

But fortunately, there is no unparalleled road.

Just yesterday, I was living in a dry well in Shenshu Village, and accidentally discovered this treasure named 'Zhang Tian Ping'.

Perhaps the treasure itself is psychic.

The moment he picked up the porcelain vase alive, he had a clear understanding of the usage of this porcelain vase:
This porcelain vase is called 'Zhangtian Vase', and it is an out-and-out treasure.

One drop of spiritual liquid can be accumulated in the bottle every day, and if taken directly, the spiritual energy in the body can be generated by itself, and the progress of practice can be made by leaps and bounds.

And if it is dripped on the spiritual grass and spiritual plant, it can speed up its growth, and the specific bonus depends on the quality of the spiritual grass and spiritual plant.

If one can become an immortal cultivator by virtue of the spiritual liquid in the bottle, then escaping from Shenshu Village is just around the corner.
house.

Looking at the porcelain vase in his hand, Survival only felt a sense of relief.

'Boom, boom, boom! '

While thinking, there was a hasty knock on the door from outside the house.

Hearing the voice, the person who came was Mrs. Wang who lived next door: "Successful, I have stewed fish at home, and I specially made a bowl for you. You can try it. It tastes delicious."

fish?
The moment he heard Mrs. Wang's words, Cheng Huo couldn't help feeling tense.

Although there are streams near Shenshu Village, there are no fish at all, except for a few crabs occasionally.

Where did this Mrs. Wang get the 'fish' from?
Sensing that something was wrong, Sheng Sheng didn't intend to open the door, but the more he remained silent, the more urgent the knock on the door became.

Since he couldn't hide, he took off the latch, pushed open the door and said, "Mother Wang, I just ate, and I'm not very hungry now, so I won't eat."

As he spoke, he lowered his head and glanced at the 'fish soup' in Aunt Wang's hand inadvertently.

Where is the fish soup.

In the porcelain bowl held by Mrs. Wang, there was a blood-red meat ball wriggling constantly, emitting bursts of stench that seemed to be absent from time to time.

However, in the eyes of Mrs. Wang, this stench seems to be comparable to a delicacy.

She sniffed the 'fish soup' in the bowl with fascination, and urged Chenghuo, "Try it, this soup is only fresh when it's hot, it won't taste good when it's cold."

resignedly.

Survival took the porcelain bowl and said gratefully: "Thank you then, after I finish drinking, I will send the bowl back to you."

Seeing that she was willing to drink, Aunt Wang just showed a smile on her face.

She said meaningfully: "In our village, you have the slowest progress in cultivation, so I added something to this soup."

"Drink it, after drinking it, you can become a fairy like everyone else."

After saying that, he no longer paid any attention to success, just turned around and left.

call.
Seeing Aunt Wang leaving instead of letting himself drink the 'fish soup' face to face, Cheng Huo couldn't help secretly heaving a sigh of relief.

At the same time, he felt a sense of urgency inexplicably.

Lately, the villagers have become increasingly eccentric.

Just like Aunt Wang.

There are obviously crops in Shenshu Village, but she just puts piles of grain aside and eats strange meatballs she got from no one knows where.

A bunch of lunatics.
Survival knew that he had to do something as soon as possible to change the current situation.

Otherwise, sooner or later he will be beaten to death by those crazy villagers in the village.
Thinking of this, Shenghuo once again turned his gaze to the 'Heaven Palm Bottle'.

Out of prudent considerations, he didn't intend to take the spirit liquid in the bottle rashly.

Even if you really want to take it, you have to find a small animal or a villager to try it first.

But the problem is that even finding an ant in Shenshu Village is difficult. If you want to catch a rabbit or something to test the medicine, you may have to catch it in the year of the monkey.

As for defrauding the villagers in the village to test the medicine
Thinking of the fuzzy facial features of those people, Cheng Huo dismissed the idea.

After all, those villagers were probably not human beings anymore.

It doesn't make any sense to test them.

Considering that the villagers were getting more and more crazy, Sheng Huo was heartbroken and decisively poured the drop of psychic liquid in the bowl into his mouth.

house.

The moment Shenghuo took the ectoplasmic liquid, he felt a burst of warmth rise from his stomach, and quickly spread throughout his limbs and bones.

While the warmth travels through the whole body, it also brings an indescribable sense of joy to Shenghuo.

This made him unable to help but groan.

But when he thought that the villagers of Shenshu Village might squat outside the doors and windows at any time, observing the situation inside his house, Survival forcibly resisted the urge to shout.

Taking advantage of the power of the spiritual liquid, Sheng Huo hurriedly sat cross-legged on the bed, trying to control the warmth that lingered all over his body
...

at the same time.

Survive outside the house.

At this moment, Aunt Wang was crouching by the door, observing every move of Shenghuo in the house through the crack of the door.

"How about it?"

Aunt Wang's side.

The head of Shenshu Village patted Aunt Wang on the shoulder, lowered his voice and said, "Did he drink the fish soup?"

"No." Aunt Wang shook her head and said helplessly, "It's still the same as before, but he refuses to eat anything we make."

"Oh, baby"

The village head sighed, and said with a wry smile, "We went to the town to get medicine to treat his illness, but he refused to take it anyway."

"If this continues, when will his hysteria be cured?"

When the village chief sighed, Aunt Wang leaned on the crack of the door and took another look.

She shook her head, sighed and said with a wry smile: "I'm afraid it won't be cured, but this child actually ran to the bed to meditate again."

"Forget it, he loves to die."

Seeing that Chenghuo refused to take the medicine, and still only wanted to "become a fairy", the village chief no longer insisted, just shook his head, and left with Aunt Wang.

...

house.

Not long after the village chief and Aunt Wang left, Shenghuo, who was sitting cross-legged on the bed, suddenly opened his eyes.

He stretched out his right hand, spread out his palms, and looked at the 'Zhang Tian Bottle' on the table.

Accompanied by Shenghuo's gaze, the 'Heavenly Palm Bottle' flew into the hands of Shenghuo by itself without the wind
Become!

After comprehending the spell of 'fetching objects from space', the excitement in Survival's eyes could not be concealed.

Sure enough, it was the same as described in Xianxia novels.

The spiritual energy in the monk's body is truly infinite.

This doesn't take off?

(End of this chapter)