Chapter 7: The Strange Village
"You're all right, are you?" The flying sword obediently flew back into Zhao Qi's body after killing the female zombie like an obedient child, and Zhao Qi turned his head to the five people behind him whose mouths were still open.
"You...... Hello. Mr. Wang, who was still old, was the first to stand up and say.
"Hello, I am a demon slayer below, and the number of the Tao is Qi Tian." Zhao Qi casually gave himself a name, clasped his hands into fists, and greeted him with a careless manner.
"Ah...... Hello Michigan. Teacher Wang also followed Zhao Qi's example and said with his fists in his hands.
"What's going on with you? Why did you provoke these two zombies? "Naturally, you have to do a full set of plays, Zhao Qi asked with a puzzled face.
"Well, that's right, we'...... Then you appeared, if it weren't for you, the Taoist chief, a few of us would be more than lucky. Mr. Wang explained all the causes and consequences without concealing anything.
"This is not the place to talk, let's go out and talk." Zhao Qi looked at the still somewhat gloomy environment and took the lead to walk out.
"It's the first time I feel like the sunshine is so good." Jingya, who had already woken up, felt the long-lost sunshine, and her outstretched hands breathed the taste of the sun greedily.
"Dao Chief, I don't know how you got here?" Teacher Wang asked.
"I've traveled around, and as soon as I entered here, I felt that the corpse was full of energy, and that one and that one must be evil. So I came down to subdue demons and eliminate demons" said that the ancients really couldn't learn to speak, and they didn't say two words and got stuck. Zhao Qi scratched his head a little embarrassed, and half of the image of a virtuous person who had finally pretended to be a master was ruined in an instant.
"Dao Chief, are you an immortal?" Several students were very curious about Zhao Qi's performance just now, and Jingya dared to ask.
"How long the road to becoming an immortal is, I will go up and down to seek it."
"Dao Chief, was that one a flying sword just now?"
"The name of the sword is Moyu, and it is the natal magic weapon."
"Can you fly with Edgeworth, then?"
"I'm here with a sword."
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"Okay, okay, don't ask again." Teacher Wang saw that these students were endless, so he stopped them. After all, what is the personality of the legendary cultivator, everyone is not clear, in case the Taoist leader in front of the Ming Dynasty is unhappy, it will not be good, but looking at Zhao Qi, it seems that he is also very easy to speak.
"Dao Chief, I haven't been able to introduce you for a long time. My name is Wang Xingfa, and I am a tutor in the Department of Botany, Academy of Sciences, XX University, and they are all my students. She's ......"
"My name is Jing Jing Ya, and the Taoist chief calls me Jing Ya." Jingya interrupted Teacher Wang's words and was the first to speak.
"My name is Zheng Heping, and everyone calls me Bottle." This is the poor boy who was stabbed twice.
"My name is Chenlong, how long have you lived?" Chen Long is the handsome guy who misunderstood Zhao Qi at the beginning, and he is also the most impulsive.
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"Don't ask, the last one is Qian Xiaole, just call him Xiaole." Teacher Wang glared at Chenlong and pointed to the last shy young man and said.
"Mr. Wang, what should we do now? Do you want to go to that village? Chen Long politely handed a bottle of water to Jingya and asked Wang Xing.
"It's at least three or four hours from a populated place, and it's just over an hour to get to that village, so for safety, our route remains the same." Teacher Wang pondered for a while and replied.
"Where are you going?" Zhao Qi was very curious about where these people were going. I'd heard them say something about this small village before, so I asked casually.
"Dao Chief, the place we are going to is a small mountain village, and it is mysterious. Would you like to come with us to take a look? As soon as Chen Long heard that Zhao Qi was interested, he hurriedly replied. I thought to myself that if the Taoist master could teach two-handed Taoism or something......
"Oh? A mysterious mountain village? I have been traveling for many years, and I really haven't seen any mysterious mountain villages. I wonder if Mr. Wang can let me go along? Zhao Qi asked with a pretentious fist.
"The Taoist chief is polite, just call me Lao Wang. It is naturally best for the Taoist to be willing to go along. Wang Xingfa's request for Zhao Qi is naturally a hundred willing, after all, there may be some demons and monsters running out along the way, I didn't believe it before, but now I don't dare to believe it.
So, a group of six people went to the depths of the mountain, leaving only a large hole in the broken mountain......
"Dao Chief, can you cultivators live for a long time?" In the face of this group of students who are really too curious, Zhao Qi is extremely depressed in his heart, and he regrets that he was too easy to talk at the beginning, but now that he is okay, the questions continue one after another, and he can only prevaricate with a trick of gold.
"Dao Chief, how long have you been cultivating?"
Zhao Qi smiled and said nothing......
"Dao Chief, how many of you cultivators are there?"
Zhao Qi smiled and said nothing......
"Daoist, is Lin Zhengying also a cultivator?"
Zhao Qi couldn't laugh anymore......
An hour later, several people finally reached their destination. A small mountain village that looks very retro.
"Chenlong, let me come down, I'll go by myself." Due to a leg injury, the bottle was carried by the remaining two male classmates in turn. At this time, when it comes to the destination, the bottle is not carried by people.
"Lao Wang, this is the mountain village you said?" Zhao Qi asked. The mountain village is quite retro, and Zhao Qi didn't find anything like wires from the outside, and it seems that there is no electricity yet. At this time, it was already more than five o'clock in the afternoon, but there was not the slightest smoke in the village, and it was also a little quiet, which made Zhao Qi feel very strange.
"yes, it's been two years, and it hasn't changed at all. Pay attention to the few of you and don't talk nonsense. Got it? Teacher Wang was familiar with this place, and after a few words of advice to a few excited primary school students in the back, he walked into this small mountain village.
"Stop, who are you?" Before he had taken two steps, several sturdy young men stood in front of the group. He looked at them very cautiously. The accent they speak is quite different from Mandarin, but it has not yet been out of the scope of Mandarin, and a few people can barely understand it.
"Hello, I'm a friend of Uncle Dashan, and I used to live with you for a while." Teacher Wang stepped forward and said.
"Do you know Uncle Oyama?" The young man in the lead asked suspiciously.
"Yes, when I was in distress near the village, it was Uncle Dashan who saved me, and then I lived in his house for a few days, and Uncle Dashan knew me."
"Then you wait first, I'll call Uncle Dashan." The young man who took the lead whispered to the people next to him for a while, then walked towards the village, and halfway through he looked back at a few people, which was extremely strange.
"What's so weird about the people here?" Jingya whispered to Chenlong beside her.
"I think so too, when you look at the person who left just now, the way we look at us is like a thief." Chenlong's voice was a little loud, and Teacher Wang, who was at the front, turned his head and glared at a few people, signaling them to stop talking nonsense. Jingya and Chenlong, who were caught, had no choice but to stick out their tongues at each other, making Zhao Qi on the side look funny.
After about five minutes, the young man who had left came to the crowd with an old man who was about fifty or sixty years old.
"Uncle Dashan, do you remember me?" Wang Xingfa saw the old man and said with some excitement.
"Are you...... Xiao Wang? Why are you here? Uncle Dashan also recognized this teacher Wang who he met a few years ago.
"Uncle Dashan, you also know that I am a teacher in the university, and there are not a lot of rare species in the mountains behind the village? So take advantage of the summer vacation to bring these students over and have a look. As soon as Teacher Wang finished speaking, Dashan's face changed slightly.
"Let's not talk about that, let's go back to the house first." As he spoke, he took a few people and walked towards the village. But before he could take a few steps, he was stopped by the young man behind him.
"Uncle Dashan, you will be responsible for these people brought in by you." The young man who was the leader didn't come to this sentence and left with someone. And Uncle Dashan's face was also a little bad.
"Uncle Dashan? What's wrong? Is there anything going on in the village? Teacher Wang asked suspiciously.
"It's nothing, let's go back and talk about it first." As he spoke, he took the lead and walked to his home.
Along the way, many villagers looked at this group of strangers expressionlessly, which made several students who had never seen this kind of scene shudder.
"Teacher Wang, what's wrong with these villagers? Why are you looking at us like that? I feel so uncomfortable. The bottle slowly followed behind everyone and asked Wang Xing.
"Don't worry about that, the villagers here are like that, but they don't have any bad intentions. Just don't talk and don't run around. Teacher Wang told again.
Along the path, a group of six people followed Uncle Dashan to his residence, where Uncle Dashan lived was a dilapidated brick house, quite retro, so that a few students who had never seen this kind of house could see what an authentic rural house is.
"Grandpa, why did you go?" As soon as I entered the door, the voice of a child came, and when I saw a large group of strangers walking in, I couldn't help but hide behind Uncle Dashan with some fear.
"This is my little grandson, Huzi. Huzi, do you remember your Uncle Wang? Uncle Dashan pointed at Wang Xingfa and asked, but unfortunately looking at Huzi's obviously puzzled eyes, he shouldn't be able to remember.
"Huzi, don't you remember Uncle Wang? Two years ago, you urinated on Uncle Wang. By the way, Uncle Dashan, what about Huzi's parents? Wang Xingfa asked.
"Hey, it's gone, let's not talk about it yet, let's go in and have a glass of water." Uncle Dashan obviously didn't want to say this, so he led everyone into the room.
And Wang Xingfa, who heard that Huzi's parents were no longer there, was shocked. Gone? Left or has it been......
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