Chapter 195: Deserted Village
Before Meng Shichen could recover from the shock, Wu Qifeng suddenly came to her side: "The scene of this painting boy eating live fish is so beautiful, it's a pity to be by your side." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½ā
Huh? Meng Shichen only came back from her distant thoughts when she heard this, she was already guessing whether there would be some evil spirits in this big river or something, and when she was disturbed by Wu Qifeng, she couldn't help but put aside the thoughts in her heart to look at the painting.
At this time, the beautiful men who are away from painting have become looking at them with a fishtail in their mouths and a confused face.
Well, it seems that he has swallowed the fish in the moment she was stunned. Fortunately, I didn't see it, Meng Shichen thought in a sweat in her heart, and then she saw that Lihua took the fish tail into her mouth, chewed it for a while, and swallowed it.
"This snack is good, can I eat the rest of the piece?" He licked his lips and stared at the barrel with glowing eyes.
Meng Shichen coughed lightly, waved at him and said, "You eat, be careful not to be seen by the sailors and scare people." ā
After that, Meng Shichen dragged Wu Qifeng towards the bow of the boat: "If you have something, just say it, I don't believe that you just came to talk about eating live fish from the painting." As she spoke, out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of another fish in the sunset.
It was as if he had swallowed the blood-red remnant sun into his abdomen, and it was dark. Sailors came out and lit the oil lamps hanging in the corners of the dock, and the dim light broke through the veil to illuminate the space on the deck.
"Miss Meng is really smart and icy, I don't know who else is in your family? What do you do? Wu Qifeng suddenly asked very gossipy.
Meng Shichen's eyebrows couldn't help twitching: "I said, why are you asking this?" ā
Wu Qifeng smiled: "Isn't this boring, just ask casually." There are only two female dolls on this whole boat, and it's normal to say these things once in a while. ā
Meng Shichen rolled her eyes at the starry sky, and she believed it when other girls said this. But Wu Qifeng, forget it.
Wu Qifeng saw that she didn't care about herself, and she didn't squeak anymore, just leaning against the fence to look at the stars in the sky. There was the sound of rushing water in my ears, and after eating two fish from the painting, I swayed back to the cabin to sleep.
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The next day, the ship stopped in front of an old pier. The boatmen refused to enter the waters ahead, so they had to make a detour through the village. Wei Bizhi was seasick because of his injuries.
After the group got off the boat, the boatman gave Meng Shichen a bucket of fish, and then went back non-stop. It's as if something terrible is going to happen if you go slower.
Lihua likes the taste of live fish the most, and Meng Shichen let him carry this bucket of fish.
"Then can I grab and eat when I'm hungry?" Lihua was obviously very happy, but he was afraid that it would not be good for him to eat fish without authorization, so he cautiously asked Meng Shichen.
She smiled and nodded, and happily followed with the fish after leaving the painting. With the force of a bucket of fish, he walked a lot more normally.
Shang Junzhu was carrying a large package, which was full of secret books of spiritual magic and martial arts that he had not finished. Wei Bizhi leaned on the back of his contract spirit, lying half-dead.
Wu Qifeng led the way at the front, while Lu Qi walked at the back with everyone's rations and the painting.
Meng Shichen also carried his change of clothes and all his money and belongings to follow Wu Qifeng, this village does not need to be the quiet mountain villages in the fragrance of rice flowers around Guyang Town.
There was a dead silence all the way, and even the most common roosters and dogs barked could not be heard.
After rounding a few large bends, I finally saw a few houses emerging from the dense jungle. The further he went, the more depressing the atmosphere became, but Wu Qifeng regarded it as usual.
When he got closer, Meng Shichen realized that it was a deserted village. Although there are still simple tiles on the houses, they are dilapidated, and many of the houses with thatched roofs have been overgrown with various plants.
It seems that it has been abandoned for a long time, and there are ruins and broken walls everywhere, and the grass is waist-high.
"No wonder the boatman left as quickly as if he wanted to hide, I guess no one in this village would come over on weekdays." Meng Shichen looked at this village road that could still be seen from the ruins in the past.
Wu Qifeng said angrily in front: "Aren't those good things done by famous and decent people?" According to my father, when they followed the Juying faction to encircle and suppress our Wumen chief, they didn't even let go of the surrounding villages. ā
"Every family was slaughtered as an accomplice of the witch sect...... also said that our witch sect is evil, which of their faction is not full of blood debts? Wu Qifeng waved his long whip and pulled a path out of the wild grass.
Meng Shichen was stunned but smiled disappreciatively: "If it weren't for the Wumen wanting to use these ordinary people as a cover, how could they suffer?" ā
To this day, I still want to blame others, and I don't reflect on whether it is my own mistake. Think about how many people died when Wu Qifeng controlled the vine forest?
Therefore, Meng Shichen hates this kind of person who does bad things and looks like "it's all other people's fault"! Of course, certain decent people do have something good from time to time.
"You!" Wu Qifeng was speechless, glared at Meng Shichen angrily, and the whip in his hand was pumped even harder. From time to time, grass clippings flew over, and Lu Qi's eyes stared coldly at Meng Shichen for a long time.
However, Lihua also stared at him, with an extremely bewildering look. It seemed that the next moment would stuff a bunch of nightmares into Lu Qi's head.
Walking through the deserted village, I walked for a long time in a forest with a blue sea. Finally stopped in a clearing with huge stones, each of which was as thick as three people hugging each other, and two of them were as tall as three or four Shang Jun bamboos.
"This is the entrance to the helm of my witch gate, which is forbidden by the art of Qimen Dunjia. Close your eyes first, and this seat will be opened......"
"Isn't it just to find a small place on each stone that can be pressed, and then start from the first stone selected, press a combination of stars on each stone, and finally form the Eastern Canglong Seven Houses, and then you can open this formation?"
Shang Junzhu interrupted Wu Qifeng, and the person had already begun to grope on the boulder. Lu Qi and Wu Qifeng glanced at each other in astonishment, and the two of them invariably pointed the weapons in their hands at Shang Junzhu.
"Who are you holy? Do you know how to enter the helm of my witch gate? Wu Qifeng glared at Shang Junzhu angrily, but he still couldn't hide the tension in his eyes.
Meng Shichen was also dumbfounded and looked at this undead who didn't tremble his eyebrows, if he remembered correctly, he once said that he had come to the Wumen helm when he was very young, right?
It's been thousands of years and turned back, and he still remembers! Well, he deserves to be a god-level figure.
"I'm just guessing casually, what's the matter, you've all been besieged and haven't changed the formation at the door?" Shang Junzhu didn't seem to see the golden black whip and the cold sword pointed directly at him. (To be continued.) )