Two days later, the two flying swords swept over several mountains and successfully reached the territory of Donglin Town.

On the steep mountain rocks, a few wild flowers are dotted among the thorns, and a river like a jade belt flows slowly from the foot of the mountain.

On the surface of the river, there was a faint twilight, and a touch of the blood red of the setting sun flowed down from the west and dripped onto the deep water.

In the gentle breeze, patches of aquatic plants swayed gently by the river.

It's just that the blackened river has affected this wonderful picture.

An old farmer sat far away on the reef by the river, with a white sweat towel tied around his head, dressed in a brown coat, his sleeves rolled up to his arms, revealing his dark arms, and his hands full of calluses. He held a leaf cigarette between his index and middle fingers, and the next moment he pinched the leaf cigarette back to his thumb and index finger, fiddling with the cigarette roll in his hand, with an inexplicable sad expression.

"It's hard, it's hard. He sighed, "I can't live this day, God, you can do it." ”

After muttering to himself, the old farmer lit the leaf cigarette with the fire fold he carried with him at his waist, took a hard breath, and slowly spit out a smoke ring from him, which was full of smoke, and the old farmer seemed even more depressed.

"Ahem. The old farmer choked.

"Old Niu, don't you don't smoke, saying that this leaf has a bitter taste of smoke, and you have smoked it today?" Another old farmer walked up to the old cow with a sickle in his hand and sat down, and asked with a smile, "Or is it for that?"

Two 60-year-old farmers sit side by side on the reef, the sun sets, but it looks a little poetic.

Lao Niu sighed again, his expression did not improve, "Lao Xu, you don't know what I think in my heart. Over the years, we have guarded this river for generations and made a living by fishing. Now, there is evil in this water, and we are afraid that we will starve to death. ”

"Why, without fish, we can still starve to death! Look, I'm not going to go up the mountain to dig some wild vegetables? You are just too unfounded to worry about the sky, and it will always pass, and when the time comes, a person from the fairy gate will come, and these things will be solved." Lao Xu looked at the blackened river and spoke softly.

It's just that when Lao Niu couldn't see his expression, he was still a little lonely.

Having said that, in fact, he didn't feel much better, and he didn't just comfort the old cow.

After knowing each other for many years, how could Lao Niu not know Lao Xu's comfort, he took out a crumpled leaf cigarette from the bag on his waist and handed it to Lao Xu, "Come, take two puffs, I made this cigarette by myself." ”

Lao Xu took it, lit the cigarette with the old cow's fire fold, and sighed.

"You say, I know you're still sad about it, but it's not your fault. We didn't recruit anyone to provoke anyone, why did this happen? Let's not talk about the older generation, we are people who have half of their bodies in the ground, pity your grandson, fall into the river, and when you get up, only bones are left, and your son and daughter-in-law are gone. Lao Xu took a puff of cigarette, "My granddaughter is gone, and she said that she will set up a baby and there will be nothing, I hope that it is me, a bad old man, who will die." ”

"That's it, let's look at it, don't you still persuade me, anyway, our place has been abandoned by the Xianmen, so let's wait for death." Lao Niu said yes, but he was still a little unwilling in his eyes.

At this moment, two streamers pierced the sky and flew straight towards the two old peasants, who were so dumbfounded that they even breathed a lot lighter.

When I looked closer, I realized that it were two fairy swords, and three teenagers fell from the swords, one white, one blue and one green.

The three of them were dressed in fluttering clothes, as if they had walked out of a painting under the residual sun.

"Old, old cow, are we afraid that we have met an immortal?" Lao Xu rudely pulled the old cow, which woke up the old cow.

"Definitely, it's an immortal. The old cow nodded.

Ordinary people call immortal cultivators immortals, and they don't understand the terminology between professional monks.

"Hello two old men, I am Chen Mu, a disciple of Xiaoyao Xianmen, and these two are my junior brothers Yebai and Shi Feng. I came here today because of the evil in the river. I don't know, the two old men, do you know the evil one?" Chen Mu clasped his fists with both hands and bowed slightly.

Seeing Chen Mu like this, he did the same with Yebai and Shi Feng on the left and right, and saluted the two old peasants.

What a fairy!

The second old farmer hurriedly followed the example and learned from Chen Mu to make a move, which seemed a little funny.

After both sides withdrew their hands, they looked at each other.

"The immortals can't help it, they can't help it, but I didn't expect that the immortals actually came for the evil in the river, we, we are really grateful. The old cow rolled down his sleeves, wiped his tears, and began to speak slowly.

It turned out that they didn't know what was going on, but one day, the river suddenly turned black, and none of the people they went up to the river to fish came back.

On the second day, I saw that the fishermen of the previous day had been washed ashore, and their clothes were intact, but only their skeletons remained.

The big guys all think that there is a problem with the river, and the timid ones dare not go fishing anymore, but the bold ones continue to fish because they are not afraid of the sky and the earth.

Then, the exact same thing happened, and they all died.

Now, more than a month has passed.

In the course of a month, several children from the same village also died, all of them because they were dragged in by the black river because of their proximity to the river.

After listening to it, Chen Mu already had a score, Jiangli must be evil, and Xiao Lu couldn't help but rush out in his dantian.

"Two old men, go home first, and leave the matter here to us. Go back and tell the villagers that after the sun sets, they must not go out, and all the doors are closed. By dawn tomorrow, everything will be fine. Chen Mu said, took out a stack of bright yellow papers from the Qiankun bag, and handed it to Lao Niu, "These rune papers, please let the two of you stick them at the closed door." ”

The two of them were full of purple, and their cloudy eyes were also bright at this time, and they thanked them again and again before leaving here.

Shi Feng glanced at the sky, "Senior brother, the sun is already about to set, shall we act directly?"

Unexpectedly, Shi Feng himself was surprised, why did he ask Chen Mu what he should do first, even though Chen Mu's cultivation was the lowest.

Even Yebai on the side didn't feel anything wrong.

"Well, Stone, you go to find the three-leaf boat, and if you find it, we will go boating on the river and count the stars at night. Chen Mu hooked his lips and smiled, "I just don't know if the night is too beautiful and there are many stars, we should be able to count them, right?" I hope the number of stars will not disappoint us." ”

"Boating, counting the stars?" Shi Feng touched his head, full of puzzlement, and raised his eyes to look at Yebai again.

Seeing Yebai nodding, he left with doubts.

Why do you need to count the stars?

Could it be that the evil also likes to look at the stars?