Jiang Twelve looked at this old Taoist excitement in surprise, and he was on fire. It's still very cold in this Kasuo Mountain, and since you can make a fire, why not?

Compared with the old way's movements, Jiang Twelve Huo's movements were much faster, and the kung fu fire rose in just ten minutes.

With his hands on the fire, Jiang Twelve looked at a stove next to him, picked it up to the ice puddle, and scooped up some ice water. It doesn't seem to be exciting. Jiang Twelve also got a few handfuls of snowflakes and put them in.

It's just that when I came back, I was kicked away by the old way, for some reason.

"What are you doing here, old man?" At this moment, Jiang Twelve really suspected that this old guy was mentally ill.

"This is the devil's water! Can't drink!! ”

"The devil? This is the water of the Snow Peaks, and it doesn't get much cleaner than that. "You don't need to read a book, Jiang Twelve knows that this is a matter of common sense. This temperature, this natural water resource, is the cleanest water resource. It is much better than ordinary tap water filtered water.

There is a saying about how it comes from.

They don't produce water, they're just porters of water.

"If you can't drink this water, you'll get sick!"

"Sick?"

"Yes."

"And how do you eat your noodles?"

"Roast and eat."

"Where's the water?"

“... Hold on.... ”

The answer is that stepping on a horse is simple and direct! No wonder your old man looks skinny. It's really dry without water!!

"You don't know, lad. This area is the Demon Peak... Our Taoism has also been cut off here. Against the devil... Really tired.... As he spoke, the old man picked up his frozen noodles, held them in front of the fire in his hand, and roasted them.

These things should have been brought by him from down the mountain. The ice ballast on the noodles has really turned into some moisture.

"Not bad." Took over the old way of eating the twelve products of the river.

The noodles are not baked for a long time, they are crispy on the outside and dry and tender on the inside. This moisture is thin though... It's enough to keep a skinny bony....

Eating other people's things, Jiang Twelve also listened to the old Taoist talk. It turns out that the civilians in this area have been suffering from a disease for generations.

Echinococosis.

Dietary habits are of course the most important thing to avoid this disease. However, the main source of polluted water. The devil in the mouth of the old Taoist should be the demon clan.

Every year, there are about 100 people who die because of echinococcosis. No matter how much the treatment is advertised, the root cause of the virus is never cleaned up.

For this reason, the local people specially invited this veteran to exorcise demons here. It's just that the demon was not driven away, and the master who preached Taoism entered the cold land. I wanted to solve the disaster of one party and promote incense, but I ended up with this fate.

Naturally, all the people in this old way come here. It's just that, in the end, he was the only one left... The devil has not yet been removed. However, his master made a fortune on his deathbed.

That is a person who sends food and warmth to the people in my door, and is willing to send us back to our hometown. It is the nemesis that solves this devil.

So, this old way waited here.

This is a lifetime.

Every New Year's Day in the middle of winter, Lao Dao will come to his Dao Gate to wait for this person. Because his master said that the man walked from the sixth day of the earth, and traveled until the depths of winter, and then he reached this place....

“... Such a coincidence? ”

"That's true. So I'm not mentally ill. By the way, what is your name, lad? ”

"I... Fang Han. With a knot in his tongue, Jiang Twelve almost called out his name.

"Oh. Hello little brother Fang. Although you are a ghost general. But the devil's strength is king-level. Ignorance... Do you have any friends here? "Jiang Twelve is alone, and he seems to be a little weak. Even if the young man is a hexagram answerer. But the person who can solve the problem is not necessarily him...

"As you can see, I'm a loner." Glancing at his backpack, Jiang Twelve said helplessly.

"It's... The old man is just a man who will cultivate... It's hard to help you... ”

"Human? Your breath is obviously very ordinary, huh? ”

"Oh. Daomen small surgery, not enough to worry about teeth. "Waving his hand, this old way is very casual. As for the characteristics and methods of traditional practice, Jiang Twelve is not clear at all.

I'm a Chinese person, and my brain is too big....

“... May I ask you how you hide your breath? ”

“... This one.... After hesitating for a moment, the old man looked at Jiang Twelve. Suddenly, he smiled. Told Jiang Twelve.

This method of concealing the aura is no different from the ordinary method. It's just that it's more subtle in terms of breathing and breath control. It takes practice all the time. It's about the subtle manipulation of the body.

Under the leadership of Lao Dao, Jiang Twelve imitated the rhythm of breathing. The body gradually slows down, controlling the flow speed of the ghost qi in his body... Jiang Twelve's breath became extremely ordinary... It's like a ghost soldier...

"Well, the ghost is easy to manipulate. Demon spirit is secondary. It is the most difficult of the flesh. ”

"Hmm. Thanks a lot... Anyway, what is the origin of the devil? This method is not difficult, Jiang Twelve understood it in a few clicks. It's just more systematic than the usual concealment.

"This... Hey, since you're here. I also asked Brother Fang to go down the mountain with the old man. Just know a thing or two. ”

"No problem." Anyway, there's nothing going on right now. Since there are devils in this place, Jiang Twelve felt that he might as well go and see it. This guy is definitely a demon and can't be wrong. And it's an old guy who has been hidden for a long time, the kind that is on the evil side.

Packed up my things. Jiang Twelve followed this old road and went down this Kasuo Mountain. As soon as I arrived at the foot of the mountain, there was a small house isolated at the foot of the mountain in the uninhabited area at the foot of the mountain. There is also a fence around it with a wooden fence, and there are many yaks in it.

The obvious destination of the old road is this small room.

"Daoist Xuanqing, you're here again." As soon as they arrived outside the courtyard, the people in the house heard the footsteps and hurriedly glanced at the window and took the initiative to come out to greet them.

A fat woman dressed in Tibetan clothes was dressed very simply. It's just that the sallow and blood-red skin on her face can tell that she has lived here for a long time.

"Sing Nyima, Tashi Delek. This is Fang Han's little brother. ”

"Hello."

"Hello." Although it is a remote Tibetan area, the people here speak Chinese well.

Following the Nima into the house, the heat instantly spreads in. It's just that there is a slight smell in this temperature... That feeling... It's like a fart in the winter bed...

Look at it, in the stove... It seems to be cow dung...

"Your child?"

"Oh. Look, Chief. He led Lao Dao to the back room, and Jiang Twelve also saw a child lying on the bed.

With his eyes closed, the child didn't know what he was talking about, and seemed to have some terrible dream.

"Kid, the devil is harassing you again... Don't be afraid.... Hurrying over, the woman took the child by the hand and hurriedly comforted her. It seems that this situation has been more than once or twice.

Echinococcosis... It's supposed to be a disease... Why is it still related to the devil... And the main one....

Taoist people, can they talk about the devil?

Wait a minute... It's not going to be arranged....

I encountered something related to the demon so quickly... I don't think there's any design...

(End of chapter)