Chapter Seven: The Devil's Path and Evil Cultivation Cloud River

Yangliu Village!

A village of 300 households under the Xuantian Mountain.

It is also the only village near the foot of this Xuantian Mountain

At this moment, the sky is changing from light to dark, and the sunset is like fire.

If you look from afar, you can see smoke rising from the horizon from Yangliu Village.

Inside the village

In an ordinary room.

A young man sat cross-legged on the bed with a gloomy face. His face was pale, with several scars on his face, his lips were unnaturally upturned, and his nose was upside down, which, combined with his gloomy complexion and terrifying appearance, would surely frighten a simple villager when he walked on the road at night.

"Damn it, old thing. You didn't expect it, you thought you had the chance to win, but the boat capsized in the gutter. You're an old thing, and I've been hurt sometimes, hahaha. The young man said frantically, his face contorted.

"In order to escape, he actually ran to Xuantian Mountain. You wait, when my ghost curse is completed, I will set foot on Xuantian Mountain to see if you are dead or alive. By the way, I also destroyed the Xuantian Sect, and I destroyed it..."

"Knock knock! Is Dr. Yun here? Suddenly there was a knock at the door and an old voice.

"Where is it" The young man hurriedly showed a smiling expression, got up and opened the door, and welcomed a white-headed old man into the room, and he said in a low voice: "Why is the old village chief here?" ”

"You healed the second dog egg of Zhang Daniu's family, and the old mother of Li San's family, this is the egg and bacon they asked me to prepare for you. One of them takes care of the old mother, the other takes care of the children, and there is a push. I couldn't part with it, so I had to take a trip to the old man.

Doctor Yun, you are really a benevolent doctor, you don't take a penny, but this is their heart, you have to accept it" The old village chief put down a column of eggs and a piece of bacon, and hurriedly thanked him.

"Village chief, how can I trouble you to run like this, the junior said that he would not be paid anything, this is ......" Seeing the old village chief's firm eyes, he changed his words and said, "In this way, the junior will accept it." ”

"Hmm. Xiaoyun, you have to treat this village as your home, if you are wronged and come to me, I will administer justice to you. After speaking, he put the bacon and eggs aside, and the old village chief left satisfied.

"Humph! Pretend, when I first came, one or two of them said that I was a monster, but the original plan was to feed my little ghost the whole village of you and the one on the mountain, what Xuantian Sect fed me, at that time, with so much life, hehe, I am not afraid of the foundation monks. ”

When the young man came to this small village with his master, his master treated the whole village as blood food, (including him, of course, he himself was just a pawn of his master, and there was no master-apprentice friendship at all.) ), so that he himself can break through the foundation building period.

But his master didn't calculate it after a thousand calculations, and he unknowingly practiced a kind of ghost skill, and his little ghost already had the strength of the innate five layers to the congenital consummation.

So he took advantage of his master's practice to stretch out his minions and attack his master, but what he didn't expect was that he only injured the old man and didn't kill him. Let him escape to Xuantian Mountain, and learn from the villagers that there is a sect on the mountain, although it has declined.

However, it is rumored that his sect has once produced a strong figure of a monk of the Yudan, and there is even a 'Xuantian Zhenren' Jiedan monster, although they have fallen, but they are not allowed to keep any backhand, and he is a cautious person, so he is naturally unwilling to take risks, so when he planned his ghost curse, after the little ghost reached the innate consummation of combat power, he went up the mountain to explore carefully.

It is said that his master was attacked by his disciples, and he had no choice but to flee to Xuantian Sect, but he found that the highest cultivation of the sect was just a dying old head of an innate five-layer cultivation.

So he wanted to take down the monks of the entire sect and use their vitality to heal himself.

As a result, the old master fought against the evil monks, and although he killed the other party, he was seriously injured and died.

"Knock knock! Knock knock! There was another knock at the door, and an eager roar. Doctor Yun, my kid has a high fever, and the village doctor is helpless, otherwise I won't trouble you. ”

It's really troublesome, but the little ghost has a big supplement, hehe, thinking so in his heart, he said loudly: "It's coming, it's not troublesome, the child is sick." ”

The door was opened and a middle-aged man left. The middle-aged man looked embarrassed, and said on the road: "I'm in trouble, Doctor Yun"

The middle-aged man was a blacksmith, with strong muscles, eight feet tall, and a beard, a typical big man.

The blacksmith's house was in the east of the village, walking along the village path, and after a while, he arrived at the door of the big man's house, Yunhe followed the big man into the back room, and saw a woman sitting on the bed with a seventeen or eight-year-old child in her arms, the woman looked anxious, the child in her arms was red, but her eyes were big.

The child looked at Yunhe, who was following behind the big man, and said innocently and fearfully: "Uncle, you have a ghost on your shoulder, he is as big as me, and he still hisses at me." ”

Yunhe's face remained unchanged, and he said kindly: "Little brother, you are talking in a dream, it seems that it is not burned clearly." He said to the blacksmith, "Go and boil a basin of hot water." I'll give him a fever first. ”

"Okay, okay." Dahan hurriedly said, he didn't take his child's words seriously, he also thought it was a mess, and quickly turned around and went into the kitchen to boil water.

The woman didn't think much about it either, looked at Yunhe, and said anxiously, "How is it?" Is my child okay? ”

Yunhe withdrew the hand placed on the child's forehead and said lightly: "It's okay, I'll do it right away." ”

He pretended to sit on a stool on the side, preparing to exercise, but secretly manipulated the little ghost on his shoulder, floated to the child's heavenly spirit cover and lay on his stomach, and at the same time used Yuan Li to seal the child's mouth, so that it could not make a sound, and sealed its limbs and could not move.

The child looked frightened and wanted to make a sound, trying to move his body, but his body was not under his control. The woman thought that the child's high fever had subsided, and hurriedly comforted: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, dog, my mother is here." ”

The little ghost lay on the child's heavenly spirit cover, opened his mouth, and slowly absorbed its vitality, the child's originally red cheeks slowly turned pale, and the horror in his eyes became stronger and stronger.

After a while, the blacksmith came in with a basin of hot boiling water, and Yunhe then commanded the little ghost to return to his shoulder, stood up, picked up the handkerchief in the hot water brought by the blacksmith, pulled it, and changed it on the child's head, at this time the child had closed his eyes weakly.

After a while, he used Yuan Li to get rid of the child's high fever, and also withdrew the Yuan Li that sealed the child's mouth and limbs, and then he turned to look at the blacksmith and said, "Okay, your kid's high fever has also been removed by me, but he is currently very weak and needs tonics to recuperate."

Immediately, under the blacksmith's thanks, he left the blacksmith's house, and then stopped the blacksmith who was about to send him and left alone.

When he came to this village, he pretended to be a doctor, treated diseases everywhere, and did not charge a fee, coupled with the medical skills of medicine to cure diseases, he quickly took root here.

During the day, he practiced medicine, but he took the opportunity to let the imp absorb the patient's vitality, and only let the imp absorb part of it each time, for fear that if he absorbed too much, he would die. Will scare the snake. At night, the little ghosts are sent to absorb the vitality by themselves, and everyone can't suck more.

Children under the age of ten with pure hearts can see their own ghosts, but so what, who would believe it? The highest cultivation in this village is that the old village chief has an innate realm cultivation, but he is already ancient, and he is not a major in ghost skills, how can he find out?

He smiled, and the scar on his face, coupled with his upturned nose and upturned mouth, was simply unsightly.