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Baima Pass, in a small village.

There are many small roads, accompanied by a small number of merchants who sell their goods.

Smoke rises.

The peasant women worked hard to make food and take care of the children who were chasing and playing.

After a tiring day's work, the farmer returned from the field to rest at home with a hoe in pairs.

Under a big tree enjoying the shade, a few peasant men were chatting.

"The county town sent officers and soldiers to investigate the situation on the slope side, and they have not yet returned."

A man sighed, shook his head and said, "It's really a strange thing, a strange thing."

"Maybe it's the wrath of the gods?" There is speculation.

"Definitely!"

One of them answered, and after seeing that everyone was looking at him, he whispered as if he were doing something: "Since the day of the first month, after the wrath of the gods, more than hundreds of trees on the other side of the slope have died."

"It is estimated that that group of officers and soldiers is already more than lucky." A big man shook his head and said: "It's autumn, and instead of being cool, it's getting hotter and hotter."

He sat in the shade, shirtless and holding a fan to escape the heat, and he couldn't stop the hot sweat from spilling from his head.

In previous years, in autumn, wearing a shirt, you will still feel cold.

"But since the strange incident, it's getting hotter."

The big man muttered, looking at the sky in the distance, and couldn't help but think of the night a month ago.

It was late summer, and the weather was in the middle of the heat.

At night, because he did not sleep, he went out to cool off.

"What the hell is the weather."

Dahan complained, walked to the courtyard, and was about to take a shower with well water.

"What's that?"

He had no intention of looking up, and saw that the night in the distance was burning red, and a fiery red boulder appeared in the sky...

Loud bangs, heat waves.

The big man fell to the ground, and he was stunned to witness all this.

..

"It must be the wrath of the gods!"

In retrospect, Dahan stood up and spoke to everyone.

"Whether it is or not, we have to go and see, otherwise it is not a problem, every day we water the fields, and the wheat still withers a lot." Someone thought of the dead grain and sighed: "I am afraid that this year's harvest will be a few percent less."

A month ago, a flaming boulder fell.

Although separated by two peaks, the fields on this side of the slope are still arid.

The villagers are heartbroken.

In order not to starve and ruin the harvest of the year, he often watered it, but he still watched the wheat die.

"Gotta check it out!"

The farmer thought to himself when he was about to go back to the village and gather the people.

"Didn't the Pang family go?"

Seeing that everyone was talking about the things on the other side of the slope, a scholar put down the bamboo slip he was reading, walked over and said, "We are waiting, anyway, it will not be two days."

The scholar smiled and looked at the crowd.

"How?"

"That's according to Mr. Chu's words." One of them took the lead and saluted, "I'll wait for two days."

What is the Pang family in the book and how much influence it has, although everyone and others don't know.

But this scholar is the son of the village chief and the only scholar in the village.

Usually humble, helpful and respectful to everyone in the village.

"Mr. Chu has a university question, and he will have great achievements in the future, let's just listen."

The crowd laughed and touted, and then dispersed one after another.

"Thank you uncles for your kindness."

The scholar bowed and saluted, and when he saw everyone returning home, the smile on his face dispersed, but he was a little worried.

"I don't know what happened to Brother Shiyuan.."

The officers and soldiers of the county town have not returned for a long time.

A day ago, a Pang family scholar passed by.

Hearing this, I was curious, ignored Yang Shusheng's words, and went alone.

"If I don't come back tomorrow night, I'll go and find it alone!" The scholar blames himself.

He felt that it was his own fault, and he did not stop him at that time.

"My father has always insisted on going to the city to buy books with me, sending me to a private school, and studying for ten years."

In the past ten years, the family has poured all their wealth into it, just to let him do his studies.

"But what's the use, or reading the books of the sages in vain?"

He recalled yesterday's scene, and Shi Yuan invited him.

"Why didn't I go with him then?"

In the night, Shi Yuan disdained and left alone.

"Chu Wen, Chu Wen, why are you so timid?"

Scholars don't believe in ghosts.

It can also be said that Chu Wen does not believe in gods and ghosts, and has never seen the scene of the night before a month.

He just felt that on the other side of the slope, there should be a mountain fire gushing out of the history books, scorching, and the moon would turn back into a disaster of stones.

"Why be afraid? Maybe it's cold now."

He sighed under the tree, and was about to go home to pack his belongings and go to investigate in two days.

"Hear something strange here?"

The voice rang out, and he looked up.

He saw a handsome young man in a fiery red armor walk outside the village...

Chu Wen's house.

"You said there was a wildfire eruption a month ago?"

At the table, the cause and effect had already been said, and Zheng Qi laughed when he heard what Chu Wen said.

"Don't laugh."

Hearing Zheng Qi's laughter, Chu Wen was helpless and not angry.

On the contrary, in order to confirm what he said, he stood up, took out a bamboo slip from the bookshelf and said: "You see, this volume of history of the early Han Dynasty is recorded.."

"That's not a wildfire." Zheng Qi interrupted and affirmed, "It's caused by the fall of the Outer Heaven Stone."

Mountain fire, volcanic eruption in ancient times, called by qi practitioners.

Civilians said that they were angry with the mountain gods, so they did not want to go to check on them, for fear of offending the mountain gods.

And the stone outside the sky that Zheng Qi said is called the falling stone outside the world.

"Finally found."

Zheng Qi had a smile on his face, and Chu Wen was puzzled as he held the bamboo slip.

"Others avoid him, but he has a happy face?" Chu Wen was puzzled.

He didn't know that Zheng Qi had been ordered by his Dao Ancestor a day ago to look for this Outer Heaven Stone in this world.

But for some reason, it seems that the heavenly machine has been obscured, or maybe it is a test given to him by Chen Peng.

Rush, travel.

The divine consciousness of the realm of other immortals can be searched in just one day to the thirteen states of the Great Han Dynasty.

But for a full twelve hours yesterday, he traveled all over the Han Dynasty, and no matter how his divine sense probed, he couldn't detect a trace of the breath of the stone outside the sky.

"It's better to ask the water dragon, now he is also a ground dragon."

Above the clouds, he was helpless.

Leaving behind his face, he was about to go to the East China Sea to see if the dragon king who was born a month ago knew about it.

"Something strange has happened in the village.."

He listened to the conversation of several farmers under the clouds.

"It's really weird.."

In the house, Zheng Qi said and got up.

It was as if I wanted to see through the hillside.

"I can't see through it, but for some reason, the fire here is so strong."

The aura in the air is much thicker than that of the rest of the Han realm, but it is mostly fire.

"The drought in the farmland and the hot weather in January are also caused by the strong fire aura in the area."

Zheng Qi whispered while thinking, looked at Chu Wen and said, "In January, have any villagers gone there?"

"There are a few of them." Chu Wen replied after putting down the bamboo slip.

"I'm afraid it's dangerous!"

Zheng Qi frowned, and the word fire flashed between his foreheads.

It's like a fantasy, fleeting.

"He just had a word on his forehead?"

Chu Wen was puzzled when he saw it, but when he immediately remembered something, he didn't care, but instead asked with his hand: "I hope again.."

He had already made up his mind that he wanted to go to the other side of the slope with the person in front of him to look for someone.

"I'm with him, and I have a care for the front and back!"

Chu Wen thought to himself.

But the voice of the previous request has not fallen.

Fire, like blood-red fire!

"Is it the world.."

His eyes widened, and this time he really saw a flash of fire in the room.

"There really are immortals.."

He exclaimed, slamming to his feet.

The table is overturned, and the bamboo slips are scattered on the ground.

In the house, Zheng Qi's figure seems to have never appeared...