The annual ten years of the two major immortal sects of Yunzhong and Qingjun have always been a grand event that attracts the attention of the immortal cultivation world in the world, and this year is exactly ten years after the last move.

Throughout the world, there are countless large and small sects of cultivating immortals, and they have been divided into three, six, nine and so on for thousands of years, and Yunzhong and Qingjun are the two major sects that have always been ranked above. Therefore, there is still some time before the grand event in August, but many disciples of the Immortal Cultivation Sect have long been unable to hold back, and they have gone to Yunzhong and Qingjun one after another.

It is also strange to say that for thousands of years, the collection meetings of Yunzhong and Qingjun have always been held at the same time, but they have a tacit understanding. There are rumors that these two sects are friendly on the surface, but in fact, they have been secretly competing, and they want to distinguish themselves from each other, since you have already chosen one of the sects, even if it fails, you will not be able to enter the other sect this year, go back and wait for another ten years, but rumors are just rumors.

Ten years ago, Su Zimu was still young, and he was busy filling his stomach, so he never paid attention to these things. In recent years, he often heard about Yunzhong and Qingjun among the people around him, and every time for some reason, he always thought of the white-clothed Taoist priest of that day.

Now Su Zimu heard that Yunzhong and Qingjun were going to recruit disciples, and he thought that he had been alone all the time, without worry, if he was lucky enough to enter any of the sects, he would sweep the floor and water the flowers, and he would be free of food and clothing for the rest of his life. If you can't enter, it's good to open your eyes, and fortunately, Su Zimu is optimistic by nature and will always try to think about everything. And he could just take this opportunity to find the Taoist priest back then, but now he doesn't even remember the appearance of the Taoist priest, and he knows that there is little hope of finding him, but this kind of world-famous immortal cultivation world event may also be the only chance, and he has to try it anyway. So, after simply packing his luggage, Su Zimu embarked on his path of cultivating immortals and asking for people, but he didn't know that the trajectory of his life was about to change, and the fate that had been doomed a long time ago had quietly begun, and a new life was about to be staged.

Su Zimu didn't know where Yunzhong and Qingjun were, he had heard others mention that these two places should be in the south, and he kept going south, asking along the way, there was always a way to find it.

When Su Zimu came to Baijiazhuang in Nanxiang County, he was on the way to Yunzhong and Qingjun to inquire about finding people.

Su Zimu looked up at the stone archway above his head, and what caught his eye was the three big characters of "Baijiazhuang" with vermilion lacquer, the peony flowers inlaid with gold edges were painted on both sides of the word, and the pillars on both sides were carved with two lifelike flying dragons. Thinking of this, Su Zimu took a step towards the town.

Different from the grandeur and prosperity at the entrance of the village, Su Zimu thought that the streets in this town would be bustling and lively, but now it seems that there are only a few pedestrians in front of him, and everyone in this daytime is gloomy and hurried, and no one seems to notice or care about his arrival as a stranger. In short, Su Zimu felt that this Baijiazhuang was weird, but he didn't know what was wrong.

Su Zimu walked all the way down the street, passing by a fence yard, where a seven or eight-year-old boy was riding a simple wooden pony in the yard to play. Then a young woman came out of the house, carrying a wooden bucket in her hand, as if she was about to draw water from the well in the courtyard. After she saw Su Zimu, her expression was obviously stunned, staring at him, as if she was carefully identifying whether he was from the town.

After Su Zimu noticed the woman's vigilant eyes, she immediately unfolded a bright smile and said, "Sister, I went south to look for relatives, passing by here, I was thirsty, can you give me a bowl of water to drink." After speaking, the smile became more and more sincere, harmless to humans and animals.

Xu was moved by the innocent smile on Su Zimu's face, and the woman said softly, "Okay, please wait a minute", and then turned around and entered the house. When she came out again, there was an extra porcelain bowl in her hand, and she shouted to the little boy who was playing in the courtyard, "Huzi, come here", then looked in the direction of Su Zimu, whispered a few words to the little boy, and handed the porcelain bowl in her hand to the child.

After a while, the little boy who was called Huzi came out with the porcelain bowl in both hands, walked in front of Su Zimu, stood still, and then raised his hands and handed the porcelain bowl to Su Zimu, saying, "My mother asked me to give it to you." "The childish children's voice is very crisp.

Su Zimu took the porcelain bowl, found a clean and cool place to sit down, gently took a small sip of the water in the bowl, and swallowed it slowly, he drank very slowly, it seemed that this bowl was not filled with ordinary water, but some kind of excellent elixir jade liquid.

The little boy was temporarily called out by the woman, he was not very willing, and at this time he kept thinking about the little wooden horse in the courtyard, but he didn't seem to want to disobey the woman's explanation, but seeing that Su Zimu seemed to be unable to finish drinking for a while, so he urged, "You can finish drinking and leave, our town is haunted, and several people have died." After speaking, he also gave Su Zimu a hideous expression of rolling his eyes and sticking out his tongue.

Children shouldn't casually come up with such a lie, in fact, Su Zimu has already sensed that this town is unusual, it turns out to be haunted.

Su Zimu pretended to be very frightened and scared, and said, "Really? It's too scary, so why don't you find someone to catch the ghost, and just let it hurt people? ”

The little boy was very satisfied with Su Zimu's reaction, twisted his fingers, pouted, and said with a straight look, "The owner and uncle have invited several Taoist priests, but none of them can cure the evil ghost, and they are all scared away by the evil ghost." ”

Su Zimu was amused by the child's serious expression, and said, "Aren't you afraid?" ”

"I'm not afraid, I have this, and the demons don't dare to come near me." As the child spoke, he raised a small peachwood sword hanging on his chest and shook it in front of Su Zimu's eyes in a dazzling manner. "However, I heard my father say that Uncle Zhuang invited a Taoist priest a few days ago, as if he was going to catch ghosts at the gate of the village tonight, I hope I won't be scared away again this time."

Su Zimu didn't answer, drank the last bit of water in the bowl in one gulp, handed the porcelain bowl to the little boy, and said, "Huzi, thank you for me." The child was impatient waiting on the side, and when he saw that Su Zimu had finally finished drinking, he took the bowl and ran back.

Today is Su Zimu's twentieth birthday, and he originally planned to find a rich man in Baijiazhuang to get some money, eat a good meal, and have a good birthday. Looking at this situation now, the money must not be stolen, he better hurry up, don't accidentally lose his life, he pretended to be quite calm in front of the tiger just now, in fact, who would not be afraid of ghosts!

After walking a few steps, Su Zimu seemed to be very unwilling, secretly calculated in his heart, and after making up his mind, he raised his feet and walked towards the road he came.

Su Zimu came to the gate of the village according to the good point stepped on during the day, in fact, he came when the sun just set, and he has been lurking around, but he accidentally fell asleep all of a sudden, and when he woke up, he found that it was dark, and the candle flame had been lit here, so he knew that the practice had begun.

Su Zimu looked around and didn't notice anything abnormal, so he crept under the altar and observed the movement outside through the gaps in the curtains. At this time, the long street was very quiet, but the whole street was brightly lit, and you could see it clearly from a few feet away.

Three or four zhang in front of the altar, there is a person dressed as a Taoist priest holding a long sword in one hand and a yellow talisman in the other.

Su Zimu didn't have time to take care of these now, he took out a cloth bag with him, and with his other hand gently stretched out the curtain, he touched a roast chicken on the altar above, and when he got the roast chicken, Su Zimu touched two apples and a few pastries one after another, and then his hand stretched out to the other side of the altar. Su Zimu didn't grasp the direction well this time, and after groping for a long time, he didn't touch the half of the pig's head in his heart, he began to wonder in his heart, obviously when he came just now, he glanced at the altar, and remembered the placement of all the things on it very clearly, it was impossible to miss. The wind outside the curtain seemed to be louder, making the fallen leaves on the street rattle, and the gurgling sound in the mouth of the Taoist priest had increased a few points at some point, Su Zimu was in a hurry, and couldn't help poking his head out from under the altar to see where the half of the pig's head had gone.

The wind outside was indeed much stronger than just now, and the dust on the ground was also rolled up indiscriminately, floating in the air in a boiling manner, Su Zimu was blinded by the wind and sand as soon as he poked his head out, he rubbed his eyes vigorously with his hands, and then blinked a few times, in order to prevent the wind and sand from entering his eyes again, Su Zimu couldn't help but squint his eyes slightly, and a face hanging upside down was suddenly magnified in front of his eyes, his white and bloodless face was bleeding, and a long tongue was hanging in front of his nose, which seemed to be gently swinging with the wind, Su Zimu felt that the bleeding eyes suddenly blinked at him almost inaudibly.

Su Zimu let out an "ah" before he could say anything, and he was killed on the spot. Before he died, Su Zimu was still thinking in his heart, "Is there a more unlucky person in this world than him, who was scared to death by a ghost on his twentieth birthday, and he is expected to laugh and be generous when he says it, will it become a joke for others after tea and dinner in the future!" However, he should not be able to hear these things.