Stepping down from the Tianzhou, Zheng Qiu saw the towering mountains around him at a glance, hey, isn't this the top of the mountain? He looked back at the place where the Tianzhou had landed, and found that it was on flat ground.

Crackling, crackling, and suddenly a dense sound of firecrackers sounded in front of him, drawing his gaze to the past.

There was a group of people in front of the sect master, and the two sides were talking happily, and after a while, the group of people dispersed and lined up on both sides, leaving only one person standing beside the sect master.

The man raised his hand and led the sect master forward, while the procession lined up on both sides followed closely, opening the way for the sect master and the man.

The sect master walked forward, and the elders also walked forward, of course Zheng Qiu couldn't be left behind, he looked around as he walked, looking at this ruthless village.

The mountains here are not as leafy as those of the Qianyun Sect, the mountains are yellow, revealing large areas of soil and rocks, the trees are sparse, but there are many low shrubs, which look a little desolate.

After looking at the surrounding peaks, Zheng Qiu found that the place he was standing on was a basin, this basin was quite large, it was a rare plain with cloud sleeves, and the Desperate Xinzhuang was located in the middle of the plain.

To tell the truth, Zheng Qiu couldn't tell that this was a sect at all, and when he looked at the front from here, it was all low tile-roofed houses, the houses were made of stone foundations, the walls were made of gray and red adobe bricks, and the pillars and beams were tree trunks, the kind that had not even scraped the bark.

Most of the houses are one-story, occasionally two-storey, but never seen with three floors. It's not so much a sect as it is a town, an old town that isn't prosperous.

Zheng Qiu followed the elders and walked forward, and found that under his feet was a road paved with gravel and loess, and the road was not wide, not even three zhang.

The houses on both sides of the road, each with red ribbons, are hung with bamboo poles above the eaves to provoke a long string of firecrackers, crackling, green smoke rising, and exploding colored paper like snowflakes in the sky.

Under the eaves on both sides of the road, there were many onlookers, these people were wearing coarse cloth clothes, some were holding farm tools, some were carrying bamboo baskets, and they felt that they were ordinary people, residents of this old town.

Each of them had a joyful smile on their faces, and they kept waving and greeting the visiting guests.

The more Zheng Qiu looked at it, the more confused he became, was this a sect? Firecrackers were set off all over the streets, and the townspeople welcomed them in the middle of the road, making it the same as a wedding event.

Just thinking about it, the senior brother behind him patted Zheng Qiu's shoulder and reminded him: "The elder said that you should be polite, and you don't want to congratulate others." ”

Zheng Qiu's eyes widened and asked suspiciously, "Congratulations on what?"

"Whatever, congratulations anyway!"

At the urging of his senior brother, Zheng Qiu clenched his fists, learned from his senior brother and sister, and said hello to the townspeople who were watching along the way.

"Congratulations, congratulations, congratulations, congratulations......"

After walking for half an hour, Zheng Qiucong's arm shook sore, and the sect master at the front finally stopped and followed the people around him into the gate on the right.

After the sect master entered, the elders also entered the door one after another, Zheng Qiu followed and walked forward, he found that this was exactly the same as the gate of ordinary people's homes, the only difference was that there was a faded wooden sign hanging above the door frame, which said Desperate and Heartless.

When you enter the gate, you are greeted by a screen made of adobe bricks, and around the screen, there is a particularly large courtyard behind it. The courtyard is about 20 zhang wide and 30 zhang long, about one-third the size of Tianzhou Square of Qianyun Sect.

The courtyard is surrounded by a circle of low tiled houses, which are covered with red ribbons, and look jubilant.

The courtyard in the middle was divided into two areas, one area was set up with a simple ring, and the other area was covered with a red velvet carpet, and a dozen long tables were placed.

The stranger beside the sect master opened his mouth and said, "Don't say much politely, take a seat, take a seat!"

Then he raised his hand to greet the onlookers at the edge of the courtyard: "Don't stand stupidly, go and serve food!"

The elders scattered one after another, looking for tables to sit down in turn, one person at each table, and their respective apprentices sitting with their masters.

Seeing the stranger who had spoken before, and the sect master sitting on the top table, Zheng Qiu immediately understood that this stranger was Ge Wuru.

He poked his head out and carefully examined the ruthless owner.

Ge Wuru looked younger than the sect master, with neat short hair and a beard that was not shaved at all, and he seemed to be just a young man in his twenties.

Ge ruthless's clothing is very strange, the clothes on the upper body are narrow sleeves, and the pants below are also narrow trouser legs.

The garment had no hem, only to the waist, and there were no buttons at the front of the garment, and there was no place for a tie, but was connected by a strange metal chain.

He wore a leather belt around his waist, with a square metal buckle at the front of the belt, and on the right side of the belt hung a small black hammer.

Zheng Qiu looked at those who were greeted by Ge Wuru again, these people should be the disciples of the ruthless Xinzhuang, their clothes were very normal, it seemed that only Ge Wuru was a maverick.

When looking around, Zheng Qiu found another strange thing, under the eaves of the tiled houses around the courtyard, there were many wooden boards, and strange slogans were written on the wooden boards.

"Never forget your feelings, and don't let your heart go with your heart. ”

"A disciple can't be missing, and half a point of cultivation can't be left behind. ”

"I use my hands to make your dreams come true. ”

"Go your own way and let the other sects say go. ”

"Those who offend me will be punished even if they are far away. ”

Zheng Qiu looked at it, and moved his gaze back to Ge Wuru's direction, only to see Ge Wuru sitting on the right side of the table, chatting with the sect master while knocking walnuts with a small black hammer.

What a weirdo.

Soon, the disciples of the Heartless Village brought pots of fruits and vegetables, Zheng Qiu stretched out his fingers and moved them in the basin, and found that they were all common species in the post station.

Then the disciples in the village brought up the porcelain bottles one by one, opened the cork, and the rich aroma of wine came out of them.

Zheng Qiu picked up the bottle, poured a bowl for the master, and when the wine was poured into the bowl, his eyes widened. What is this, why is the wine red, is there any herb in it?

Master Mingzong also showed a surprised look, and the wine bowl that he had originally held was slowly put down, after all, this is something he has never seen before, it is better to be careful.

Seeing that none of the elders had picked up the bowls, the sect master naturally knew the reason, and he had the same concerns in his heart.

So he smiled and asked, "Master Ge Zhuang, what is this? Although there is the smell of wine, it seems that there is no red wine in the cloud sleeves." ”

Ge ruthlessly put down the hammer, swept the walnut shells on the table aside, and laughed: "That's right, you don't know this." ”

After saying that, he stood up, picked up the wine bowl on the table, raised his voice and rushed down, saying, "Distinguished guests of the Qianyun Sect, I have obtained a handful of seeds, and when this seed matures, it will produce purple and red fruits, which have a sweet taste, and are a good wine-making product. I named this fruit grapes, and this wine was called wine. ”

Ge Wuru immediately drank the wine bowl and exhaled with a grin: "Refresh! Although this wine is not a great tonic and cannot help cultivation, it is definitely harmless to people and tastes good." Everyone drink openly, you don't have to be polite!"