Miao Jiang, trapped in the empty mountain. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

With the development of domestic tourism, the inaccessible Trap Mountain in the past has now been called the main tourist attraction promoted by the local government, and there is an endless stream of tourists. However, there is a forbidden land in the hollow mountain. That is the highest peak of this mountain range, Xiunu Peak.

According to the local Miao people, there is a great witch living on the Embroidered Girl Peak. Anyone who climbs the Embroidered Girl Peak without permission will be cursed by the Great Witch.

It's just that no one has ever seen this great witch. But the dead man's thing happened in real time. When the mountain was just opened, the management was not too strict, and seven or eight tourists secretly climbed the embroidered female peak, after all, for mountain climbers, going to a mountain range and climbing the highest peak is really here.

Later, before these seven or eight tourists could leave the Trap Mountain, they died due to various accidents. The Great Witch's curse spread widely.

Since then, the only mountain road leading to Xiunu Peak has been completely closed by the management of the scenic spot.

Therefore, unlike the hustle and bustle of the surrounding area, the embroidered girl peak is very quiet, so quiet that you can't even hear the calls of insects and birds, only the rustle of leaves being blown by the wind and rubbing against each other.

"Has it been cracked?" Just then, a hoarse voice came from a cave hidden behind vines.

Immediately, the vine was swept away by a withered hand, and an old woman, whose face was obscured by long white hair, came out of the cave tremblingly.

The old woman held a cloth doll in her other hand. The doll is full of silver needles, and there are three words written on the chest - Du Wuji.

It's just that the handwriting made of some paint is slowly fading from bright red at the moment, and after only a minute or two, it disappears.

The white-haired old woman looked in the northeast direction, thoughtfully, and through the gap between her hair, she seemed to see a glimmer of essence in her cloudy eyes.

At this moment, another person came out of the cave, it was a girl of eighteen or nineteen, dressed in Miao costumes, and her head was covered with silver accessories.

"Master, what's wrong?" the girl seemed to be in awe of the old woman, and hesitated for a moment before lowering her head and asking.

"Miao Wu's inheritance secret technique, plus that terrifying piece of bad luck stone, can't suppress the Du family's luck? But I'm still unwilling!" The old woman didn't answer the girl's question, but instead muttered to herself, her voice was full of resentment, and the dry hand pinched and deformed the puppet.

The girl raised her head slightly, looked at the old woman secretly, and did not dare to say a word.

"Caifeng, take this puppet down the mountain, go to Nanshan City, Jiangbei Province, the puppet will guide you, find the person who is bad for me, and then let him die......" After a long time, the old woman slowly turned around and said to the girl.

"Yes. Hearing the word death, the girl's body trembled involuntarily, but in the end, she still took the doll handed by the old woman.

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"Qi Refining Realm!"

In the Champs Garden villa, Liu Lang suddenly opened his eyes, feeling the true qi flowing freely in his body, full of excitement. After two months of stagnation, with the help of the immortal power in the relics, he finally broke through to the Qi Refining Realm in one fell swoop, and his cultivation was much more stable than his self-breakthrough, if there was more immortal power left in the relics, it was even possible to directly break through to the middle stage of the Qi Refining Realm.

The biggest difference between the Qi Refining Realm and the Quenching Body Realm lies in the formation of True Qi. After reaching the Qi Refining Realm, whether it is attacking or defending, it will gradually bid farewell to the stage of relying purely on the body, and when it reaches the late stage of the Qi Refining Realm, the true qi can even reach the level of external release, although it cannot reach the exaggerated degree of fighting cattle across the mountain, but killing people invisibly is achievable.

However, Liu Lang is only in the early stage of the Qi Refining Realm, and there is still a long way to go before the release of True Qi, but even if he can't release True Qi, he feels that his strength has increased more than ten times, which is a leap in the Great Realm, and it can be said to be a process of qualitative change.

It is no exaggeration to say that Liu Lang is now not a problem to beat ten eldest sisters.

"I don't know how the eldest sister is?" Thinking of the eldest sister, Liu Lang couldn't help but see the seductive figure and beautiful face in front of him.

Listening to the meaning of the eldest sister, it should be to return to the sect to cultivate, and will never enter the secular society in the future, and Liu Lang embarked on the road of cultivating immortals purely by chance, and he can't enter the sect world at all, so the chance that the two will meet again in the future is very small.

Shaking his head, he no longer thought about the eldest sister, Liu Lang looked at the relics thrown on the bed, now the relics have been drained of immortal power, and the bad luck on it has also been sucked clean, and it is no different from ordinary stones. But after all, this is Ma Zhaodi, a god who has been registered in history.

"Although you have caused me a lot of trouble, you have also given me a lot of benefits, and I will find a good home tomorrow. Thinking that even if he soared to become an immortal, he would inevitably return to dust in the end, Liu Lang sighed.

The next day, Liu Lang checked the cemeteries for sale in Nanshan City, the most famous being the Yongan Cemetery in the eastern suburbs. The online evaluation is that the price is high and the service is good.

These two points are exactly in line with Liu Lang's requirements.

The high price is out of respect for a god, how to say, Ma Zhaodi can be regarded as helping herself, so the resting place of her relics cannot be shabby, as for the good service, whoever buys things also likes to be greeted with a smile, Liu Lang is of course no exception.

After driving for an hour, Liu Lang came to the gate of Yongan Cemetery.

"Surrounded by mountains and rivers, gathering wind and becoming a trend. It seems that when the site of this cemetery was selected, I looked at it from an expert. "Since getting "Lao Tzu's Notes", Liu Lang has already done some research on feng shui. Yong'an Cemetery is built according to the remaining veins of Nanshan Mountain, and there is a small river next to the cemetery. A ditch was dug artificially to divert water from the river and surround the entire cemetery. However, seeing such a design, Liu Lang shook his head.

Because there is a problem with the water channel, according to his understanding, the water must be living water, but the river water is only filled with the ditch and does not form a circulation.

After a careful observation, Liu Lang felt that although the design of Yongan Cemetery was flawed, the overall was still decent, and the door was the sales hall, and Liu Lang walked in after parking the car.

"Hello sir. As soon as I entered the door, a saleswoman with a look of more than 70 points greeted me.

Liu Lang glanced at it and found that the hall was very lively, there were many people who bought the cemetery, and the sales here were very professional, the male buyers were all female sales receptions, and the female buyers were male sales receptions, it seemed that they were well versed in the principle of opposites attracting.

"What is the price of your most expensive cemetery?" Liu Lang had thought about it before he came, not to buy the best, but only to buy the most expensive, so he asked directly.

"1381 square meters. As soon as she saw Liu Lang's dress, the saleswoman knew that she had met a local tyrant, and immediately replied with a smile.

"Thirteenty-eight?" As soon as he heard this price, Liu Lang's face turned green. It's not that he can't afford it, it's mainly because of the advertisement he saw on the Internet before, the cemetery of Yong'an Cemetery claims to be 3,081 flat, and the word "up" is inevitably too much. (To be continued.) (To be continued.) )