Chapter 6—The Departure of the Caravan

The rain was falling heavily, as if it was about to completely submerge the mountains.

The dark clouds in the sky devoured the sun, shrouding it in its shadow for hundreds of miles down the mountain.

Water poured down the clouds, connecting heaven and earth.

Suddenly, the sky lit up, piercing the darkness of heaven and earth, bringing a burst of bright colors.

Click!

In the blink of an eye, three days have arrived, and it is time to leave.

At the entrance of the mountain village, countless carriage buildings are lined up one after another, burying their heads and enduring the heavy rain. Outside the village gate, the caravan has restarted.

"It's raining so hard, are we really leaving?"

"Watch the road, watch your luggage. Don't worry about that, the caravan leader's orders. ”

"Don't be left behind, you can't get it back if you fall behind. Especially if you land on a mountain trail. ”

"Also, you have to take care of your goods, and if you compensate according to the price, you will be able to make a promise. ”

"Haha, that's not a good idea. ”

The proud cooing chicken, at this time, hung its head, and the bright colored feathers were wet by the rain, sticking into pieces, becoming a veritable soup chicken.

The caravan set sail in constant laughter and scolding, and after three days in the mountain village of Suxia, it should have earned enough money here.

The fat beetle writhed its fat body, moving very slowly. The rain hit its black leather armor, creating streams of water that slid down to the ground on either side.

The fluffy mountain spider was also wet, and the blue-black fur was sticking together.

There is also the winged serpent, which has folded its wings. The thick snake body walked happily through the muddy water.

"What the hell!" the warriors cursed fiercely in their hearts.

On rainy days, the mountain road is even more difficult to walk.

In such weather, no matter how strong a martial artist is, as long as he does not become a spiritual wave powerhouse, he will still be a mortal after all. If you are drenched all over your body and overworked, it is very easy to catch a cold, and a serious illness is mild, and you may be infected with sequelae, or even a serious illness.

"Let's go, see you next year!"

At the gate, many people gathered to watch the caravan leave.

"Will definitely come back next year. The children shouted reluctantly.

The eyes of the adults are much more complicated.

With He Jinsheng's disappearance, no one specifically noticed what He Jinsheng did, and thought that he was still not doing his job as before.

The caravan farther and farther it went, and the crowd dispersed.

The once bustling bazaar has disappeared without a trace. The place where tents were originally set up or stalls was set up left a large mess.

The turf was trampled by a constant stream of people, trampling out the roots and dirt. When the rain hits it, it immediately forms mud and countless potholes of turbid water.

In addition, there is a lot of household waste left behind from these days.

Ling Yun was alone, standing on a secluded hillside, looking at the caravan from afar.

After all, he still did not leave with the caravan, but stood silently on the top of the mountain, watching the group of people leave one by one.

"After all, it's still a shortcoming......

There are many masters in this caravan, and in terms of Ling Yun's fact that he has not cultivated yet, no one can beat him. The threat of their continued stay is too strong.

But fortunately, the rest of the matter has been truncated, even if He Jinsheng was killed by himself, no one knows what happened, at most it is just suspicion.

On the other side of the creek, he had already burned He Jinsheng's entire person with fierce fire oil, and there should be no big problem if the blood stains were blocked by the stream.

However, everything cannot be absolutely safe, nor can it be absolutely safe, and the longer it drags on, the caravan will find that He Jinsheng is not just missing.

The methods of investigation in the world are ever-changing, even if Ling Yun is a Demon Venerable, what he understands is only a part of it.

Watching the caravan drift away and completely disappear around a corner, Ling Yun didn't have a trace of joy, but his eyes were a little solemn.

"The affection of the two brothers is very weak, relying on the involvement of the elders of the family, if He Fu finds out that his younger brother is dead, but he does not come to investigate, it means that he himself will be very affectionate and not worthy of loyalty, so no matter what, He Fu will come back. ”

"When the time comes, it will not be a person who is in the early stages of spiritual life. No matter how bad the two of them are in the fight, He Fu will definitely come again, how should a person at the spirit master stage deal with it when the time comes?"

In fact, things don't have to be like this at all, it's a pity that this He Jinsheng is too short-sighted and has lost a good opportunity. In the face of inheritance, He Jinsheng had completely exceeded Ling Yun's expectations, and could only kill him.

There was a line of blood under the bones, "Remove the bones, there is a passage underneath." In other words, you can find the inheritance by walking down there. But Ling Yun didn't go down at that time, he finally had time to go down now.

Ling Yun turned to leave, the rain dripping on the tips of his shoes, he knew very well that the inheritance of people in the Demon Dao was not as gentle as the righteous people, and there were usually thrilling tests. If you fail the test, you will often pay the price of your life.