Chu Jingjue went back to his small courtyard, but Chu Wuxian went back to his house happily, although he was stabbed several times, but he couldn't stand the Sanqing Pill that was given to him by Jingjue, it can be seen that the pill produced by Longhu Mountain is worth much in the mortal world.

Shocked that he didn't know how the second uncle escaped death, he would be so happy again, he didn't know that Chu Wuxian was so injured every month because of the expenses, but he was so sick that he had a hundred gold in his hands all of a sudden, can he not be happy?

He still threw the wine gourd that Mrs. He returned to himself on the bed, and when he thought of what Da He said, there is a lot of wealth in this gourd, although it is all yellow and white, but it is all real money, especially the several boxes of martial arts contained in it, although the grade is very low, but no matter how you say it, it is a treasure.

padd the wine gourd, and casually threw it into the Qiankun bag, planning to hand it over to Chu Wuji directly tomorrow to deal with,

Although Chu was shocked to feel that he had been strapped for all these years, he said that he was very rich and noble, as long as he slept peacefully, ate, and had wine and meat, this was enough, but now he is very attentive to his cultivation, although he is not obsessed, but his interest has increased greatly.

It's not like when I was a child, I was just familiar with a condensation formula, thinking like this, I was shocked to read the most important sentence in the condensation formula, and my mind was like a wave.

What he didn't know was that this state of mind was not just the state of mind of the Great Pan realm cultivation, and he had cultivated this mental method without an indicated level for many years, and the mental realm had already been refined, tenacity!

Sitting on the bed, he lowered his head and touched the green Qiankun bag hanging on his waist, thinking in his heart, go to the city to find a few such ordinary Qiankun bags in the Linglong Pavilion another day, speaking of which, even Daddy doesn't have this baby.

Not to mention high-ranking officials and Jiang Cheng, the only ones who have this thing are Ah Ping and Li Shaofu, and they touched this small green pocket in their palms, only to feel that they were cold in their hands, but they felt good.

Buy a few another day, one person will give one, anyway, why is it too idiot to give himself so much wealth,

Chu was shocked to find that it was very rare green, that is, cyan, so it was super rare to have a Qiankun bag hanging on his waist, and it was already very late at night.

He was lying on the bed but still not sleepy, but his mind remembered Xiao Song Ci, that Nizi should have been dreaming, and he would go to Li Shaofu's house to accompany Song Ci, if he listened to what He Taifu said, he was going to the Sword Saint Gate, and he didn't know how long he would stay.

I took out the wine gourd casually, poured a big sip directly, and after a while, I fell asleep in a trance.

In his sleep, he seemed to see half of the shoulders of a man in black being cut off by the light of the knife, and the blood arrow sprayed his face, he wiped it indiscriminately, but the blood on his face could not be wiped clean, scarlet plasma, he looked down, his hands were full of red, under the reflection of the moonlight, sticky, making him feel sick in his heart,

And the man who was cut off and had no shoulders had five holes in his head, and he rushed at him with teeth and claws.

Woke up suddenly, Chu was shocked to feel sweating, it turned out to be a dream, but he was a little timid in his heart, at this time the sky was already dawning, he hurriedly got up, went to the well in the courtyard to fetch a bucket of cold water, and poured a bucket from his head, which calmed his mind,

No matter what you said last night, it was a life, and now he is only a 13-year-old boy, and he can't say the guilt in his heart, he didn't want to kill people, but it was Yan Lingwei, listen to the meaning of the senior official, this Yan Lingwei did all the murderous deeds, the senior official and Yang Ping almost died under the man's knife,

When I think about it like this, I have some clarity in my heart, but the hole in the person's head in the dream is a vivid portrait that always lingers in my mind.

After changing into clean clothes, he sat cross-legged on the bed and silently recited the Fajue of the Heavenly Demon Divine Skill, the pain came from the meridians one after another, and the pain made him spasm all over his body.

But I still followed the house, found a few pieces of yellow paper, burned a few at random, and muttered in my mouth, "Little ghost detour, next time I meet the uncle, it won't be a matter of a knife, we are also characters who know the Heavenly Master, otherwise, it will not be spared." ”

After burning the yellow paper, he turned around and went out, he wanted to go to Linglong Pavilion for a walk,

The Linglong Pavilion of Qingzhou City is located in the evergreen alley, it is a famous baby grocery store in Qingzhou City, and it is also a place where some rich young masters and idle ladies love to patronize, but at this time, there was a noisy sound in the three-story Linglong Pavilion,

"Slow, these are my photos, five hundred taels of gold, just the feeling of this satin is slippery, it is in the master's picture. ”

Chu was shocked and frowned unnaturally, because of this voice, he was quite familiar.

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It is located in a mountain range of 30 kilometers in Qingzhou City, called Sandingkou, this place is not a good place, to say that it is a mountain range, but because it is a difference of thousands of meters between here and the flat land, but this mountain range is a dead place, three stones with a radius of 100 meters stand at a high place, three or two are separated by 100 meters,

From a distance, it looks like three big tripods, standing bare in the middle, but under this stone pillar, there is a valley, uninhabited, no grass,

These three dingkou are said to be dead, because it is not far from this mountain range, isn't it a continuous mound of clothes, and there are many stone monuments standing on the mountain.

It stands to reason that this mountain range can be regarded as the place where the ancestors of the old people in Qingzhou City rest, but I don't know which year and month, there were three giant tripod-like stone pillars overnight, and the old people in Qingzhou City all said that this well-dressed mound had committed a taboo and suffered a curse.

Because the mountain here has long changed its appearance because of these three giant tripods, the usual mountain road has long been lost, and there are also those who dare to sneak up the mountain, but no one has returned safely, and I don't know whether they are lost, or they are charmed by ghosts, and there is no follow-up.

At this time, it was already the white belly of the fish belly in the east, but the four figures jumped at the foot of this mountain, and a figure could be seen hidden in the black robe from a distance, and gurgling blood fell behind him, and the blood was like his tail, following the figure of this person, scattering it out, and following it.

And a man carried a young man on his shoulder, but in his hand he carried a black oversized scythe,

A tall man, followed by a man with a white face and a demonic figure, only to hear the mouth of the sickle muttering, "Rouge man, you can't help me carry it for a while, this kid looks delicate, this weight is not light." ”

It was Ao Yao who spoke, but the one walking in front of him was the white devil who had sucked the essence blood of a hundred miles of male wind for ten years, and this white devil looked radiant.

The rouge man didn't speak, just coughed a few times from time to time, but the yellow lion in front of him was chest heaving, as if he was not feeling well.

"You carry it, isn't this kid's tongue in the box, and when the time comes, let the rouge man sew it for him, as long as he is obedient, give him the tongue, or let him be dumb." ”

The white devil turned around and confessed,

The rouge man smiled, but silver threads appeared on his fingers, and the silk threads seemed to be born in his hands, and they didn't look like those used for normal embroidery.

Ao Yao could only carry the guy who was lying on his shoulder and snoring from time to time, a burst of boredom,

A few people chose to go out of Qingzhou City, go straight to Sandingkou, cross this mountain, and then walk more than 100 kilometers, you can reach Yuxuan Mountain, and I don't know why the white devil didn't take the good official road, but he chose such a gloomy and broken place, Ao Yao slandered in his heart, but he didn't dare to say anything.

Just when the white devil looked up, what caught his eye was a red robe, and he scolded directly, "Dog, I actually met a fairy fight in this place, yes, it's not good." ”

With a jump, the whole person has risen more than ten meters and climbed straight up the boulder.