Han Xing immediately made up his mind, pretended to be stupid and bluffed, and replied stammeringly: "This is left by the old bachelor Wu Lao Er in the east of my village after he died of the plague the year before last, and his grandfather saw him when he was alive, and he had no money to pay for the consultation, so he used it to compensate, which is considered a reward." You said, he ate several baskets of ginseng alone, and gave such a piece of broken jade, do you say it's worth it?"

"That's not right! Why is this jade plaque covered in rust, as if it was just dug out of an ancient tomb? Obviously you are lying!" the man sneered, his face hideous, his eyes as sharp as knives, and stared at Han Xing's face.

"This person has a lot at stake, just look at it casually, and you can know that this thing is very old. Han Xing only felt that his whole body was shrouded in this person's gaze, as if he wanted to see through his soul.

Han Xing had a calm temperament, and when he saw this, he stretched out his hand and tugged hard, broke the lanyard of the immortal jade, and stuffed it into the man's hand, his eyes deliberately revealed a trace of contempt, and he pretended to be impulsive and said, "You are blind... Blind Bird... Ah, just this look, it's still an ancient tomb, you say that the thatched house is almost the same! You can't even see the jade soaked in feces and urine? I don't believe you smell it, you smell it..."

"My grandfather was afraid that there was a plague on it, so he threw it in the manure tank, and I took it out again the day before yesterday, and I thought it was fun to find a rope to tie it and hang it under it, if you like it, don't be afraid of the smell, just take it!" he knew, the more he said this, the more he could dispel the other party's suspicions.

Everyone who understands knows that it is necessary to make the old jade color, bury the prepared jade pieces under the thatched pit, so that the jade will be soaked in feces and urine for many years, and a layer of white mist-like jade rust will be produced on the surface, which will be soaked in the water-filled head.

When the man in gray heard about the plague, his face changed!

I heard that it has been soaked in fecal juice for many years, and it seems to be too big!

Suddenly, he only felt the filthy aura rolling into his body. didn't care about Han Xing's verbal collision, and in a panic, he threw the Creation Immortal Jade directly to Han Xing.

It turns out that the most important thing for cultivators is to eliminate the turbidity in the body and absorb the spiritual energy, and the most taboo is this kind of filth!

"It's useless for me to keep it, you want you to take it... Just give me less money...... Please, you can buy it......" Han Xing muttered, as if he wanted to pester him to buy it.

"Damn, take it away, you still want to exchange it for money, you dream, you don't want to keep it!"

The gray-clothed man dipped his shirt in some water, wiped his hand and wiped it, and scolded while wiping: "When I ran into you, I was moldy for eight lifetimes, and I really wanted to slap you to death!"

Han Xing grabbed the Creation Immortal Jade and wiped it on his clothes, re-tied the rope and brought it with him, and said, "Don't pull it down, I'll go back and soak it in urine for a while, and I can really sell it as an antiquity in the market, believe it or not?"

"Believe in your size, you money-eyed thing. Ah, by the way, you said the bazaar, are you a child of that tribal village, and you are not afraid that the wild beast will eat you when you go so far to collect medicine?" asked the other man in gray curiously.

Han Xing rolled his eyes, pointed with his hand, and said, "I am from Chiyan Village in the Green Narrow Valley in front." ”

A few monks looked up into the distance, and only then did they realize that there was a village in the shadows ahead. Among them, the gray-clothed man with tattoos whispered to everyone: "Go, go into the village and have a look, it has been instructed from above, in order to find the treasure, it is better to kill a thousand by mistake than to let go of a suspicious person!"

"What about this kid, 'click' for him?" asked a middle-aged man as he made a hand gesture with his palm to wipe his neck.

"Hmm!" the Commander nodded.

Han Xing's pupils contracted, and at a glance, he understood that these people wanted to harm themselves.

He knew that he would not be able to escape this catastrophe today, so he simply turned his heart sideways, shot a sharp gaze in his eyes, raised his head upward, and said, "I am the ancestor of your eighteenth generation... If you want to kill, you can kill, you don't need to be so sneaky... I'm fighting with you!"

Somehow, Han Xing was angry, only to feel that the blood in his body was stretching, and there was a faint coercion in the air, which was only fleeting.

"Chop him!"

"Yes!"

A gray-clothed man with a ghost-headed knife slowly raised the knife above his head, and with a loud shout, the blade ran towards Han Xing's neck......

"Slow down!"

Just as the man raised his knife and was about to make a move, the gray-clothed man with tattoos who looked like a leader suddenly turned around, waved his hand, and motioned to slow down for the time being.

He stepped forward, looked at Han Xing carefully, gently touched the bones of his whole body one by one with his hand, and knocked his forehead again, before saying, "I feel a trace of combat power from this kid." When going down the mountain, the head and the elders all instructed them to send the young man who was looking for good qualifications to go up the mountain to participate in the sect's big exam, and if his cultivation talent was very high, he could stay in the sect to cultivate. I see that this son has a strange bone, and he is brave enough to be fearless in the face of danger, so it is better to take him up the mountain to cope with the errand. ”

After this person finished speaking, his eyes widened, he leaned down, leaned into Han Xing's ear, sneered twice, and then said: "Boy, Dao Ye sees that you are a piece of material, if you are satisfied, you will have the benefits hahaha...... However, if you have half a lie about the right talent, I guarantee that no one in your Chiyan Village, old and old, will be able to see the sun tomorrow morning!"

When Han Xing heard this, he knew that he had escaped a catastrophe, the nervous look on his face relaxed, and he pretended to be angry, and said: "Play with your uncle, I will fight for a while, and I will kill for a while, this will take a fancy to me again, it seems that I am not as handsome as you say...... I won't go to any sect with you, and I won't go to cultivate any truth!"

"Little rabbit, if you look at you, don't be embarrassed, can you have the final say on whether to go or not?"

"What do you mean by a rabbit cub? Aren't I the same breed as you? I don't go with you, I'm just afraid that you are not good people, and there are 'immortals' like you who want to kill innocents indiscriminately? I think it's not much different from demons!" No matter what the occasion, Han Xing has always refused to suffer, so he tried his best to ridicule.

"Damn, what kind of demons, we are cultivators!" the tattooed man scolded and kicked him in the cheek, and the painful Han Xing covered his ass and screamed.

Han Xing was just about to fight with him, but after thinking about it, there were so many of them, he couldn't die in vain, and besides, his grandfather was still waiting at home for him to go back to decoct medicine and cure his illness.

"Damn, aren't you going to the village? when you eat, Lao Tzu will find a bag of rat medicine for you to put in the pot, so that you will all die. Han Xing said secretly with hatred.

But then he thought about it, it would kill people. Forget it, at most I'll get you some croton laxatives and other things to put in your meals, and I'm sure you won't even be able to find the door of the thatched house, see how arrogant you are!

Han Xing was silent for a moment, patted his buttocks, as if he was fine, as if he was embarrassed by what he had just done, raised his head, and said, "Xiuzhen, be an immortal, okay, it's a place where everyone wants to fight for when they break their heads......!

"My house is still thirty or forty miles away from the front, why don't you go to my house first, and I'll get you 'immortals' some game like owl heads and dog ears to drink, and then we will add it up...?" Han Xing's expression moved, he smiled slightly, his eyes flashed, and a hint of cunning suddenly flashed in his pupils......

"Well, regardless of past suspicions, this kid, with this scheming and calmness, is also a good material for repair! It's better to kill such a child!" Everyone looked at Han Xing's smile a little strangely gentle, and they were all a little surprised, and they couldn't help but think in their hearts.

It's just the person that the leader has a crush on, who dares to kill again!

"Let him go first, can he run there with a mortal body, can he fly in the void? Don't let him drag us down, take him away when we have searched the whole area, and don't be afraid that he will fly into the sky!" the tattooed leader commanded, frowning.

"Yes!"

The leader spoke, no one dared not listen, and in the sound of "brush, brush", everyone went directly through the air.

Seeing everyone leaving, Han Xing pointed at the sky and scolded hatefully: "Thief God, you don't fight when it's time to thunder, isn't it quite fierce when the thunder hits at the right time, why don't you fight now? Just knock those birdmen out of the air..."

Seeing that there was no movement in the sky, Han Xing spat fiercely into the sky, and then packed up the herbs scattered on the ground, summoned the snow tiger hidden in the bushes, and left the area......

Han Xing took the snow tiger and jumped forward, and when it was getting dark, one man and one beast were already close to Chiyan Village, and there were only five or six miles left. Thinking of the scene where my grandfather could get better by eating the herbs he dug himself, I couldn't help but rejoice in my heart.

"Wang...... Want Want ...... "Snow Tiger suddenly barked at the front!"

Han Xing looked up and looked ahead, and suddenly saw that the location of Chiyan Village was in flames, and thick smoke was billowing out, covering half of the sky.

He was taken aback, and secretly said in his heart: "It's not good, there must be something wrong with Chiyan Village!"

With Han Xing's whistle, Snow Tiger "Teng" jumped out in the direction of Chiyan Village like lightning. Then Han Xing showed his figure, showed the light footwork that his grandfather taught him to guard against the beasts in the mountains, and galloped away behind the snow tiger.

A man and a beast came to the front of the village like a gust of wind, only to see hundreds of houses in the village burning, flames dancing and flying, thick smoke everywhere, and screams and cries from time to time from the house, rising and falling with each other, making people feel like they are in purgatory.

Corpses lay in pools of blood, blood staining the ground red. But what is strange is that no one in the whole village came out to rescue, did they all die in the fire?

There is only one answer, the people in the village were slaughtered by people!

Han Xing was like ten thousand steel knives stuck in his heart at this moment, and blood and tears involuntarily flowed in his eyes.

"Grandpa, why didn't you see grandpa?" Han Xing's heart was furious!

Grandpa was in the village at this time, and I wonder if he was also swallowed by the fire?