After quickly leaving the range of Wangjiazhuang, Hu Lai and Sha Liuli quickly whipped up their horses and went all the way north, and before noon they arrived at Wuzhen at the foot of Youshan Mountain.

"This is Wuzhen?" Hu Lai looked at the dilapidated streets in front of him, and stopped.

The sky was full of dark clouds, and the air in Wuzhen was so foul that people couldn't help but want to vomit, and looking ahead, the streets were full of stinking corpses, not a single living person at all, and the whole town was in a dilapidated state, as if it had been infected by a disease.

"You can't be wrong, Wuzhen has a population of thousands of people, and it is the largest town at the foot of the mountain, but I didn't expect it to become like this......" Sha Liuli covered her mouth and nose, trying not to look at the rotting corpses on the street.

"Hey, strangers, don't go in, there's an outbreak of disease inside, and if you enter, you'll be infected!" an old voice came from behind him.

The two of them looked back and saw a man in a robe and a mask emerge from the woods beside the road.

"Amitabha, donor, why did Wuzhen become like this. Hu Lai stepped forward and asked.

The old man looked at the two of them, and then beckoned to the two: "This little master, this is a long story, there is a source of disease in Wuzhen, please use this side to speak, be careful of epidemic infection." ”

Hu Lai nodded and followed with Sha Liuli.

The two followed the old man through a grove of trees and a small river, and came to a simple building, surrounded by shacks, which looked like a simple slum.

Around the slum there is a circle of talismans strung with red strings, which flutter in the wind, emitting a pale cyan glow.

"Healing talismans, have you cultivators been here?" asked Sha Liuli, looking at the talismans.

"Yes, as soon as the epidemic broke out, the immortals of Qingyumen came to help the victims, and thanks to the gods of Qingyumen, we were able to survive, and we would not be threatened by the epidemic inside. ”

The old man simply said: "The old man is Wu Ming, the mayor of Wuzhen, dare to ask the two of you what you can do when you come to Wuzhen?"

"The little monk's name is like this, from Leiyin Temple, this Sha Shi Lord is a ranger, and he plans to go to the secluded mountain today. Hu Lai explained the intention.

"Youshan, Youshan is now a dead place, it is rumored that there is a monster near Youshan, it is a disease infected by that monster, you go to Youshan I am afraid that you will die like everyone else. The old man sighed.

"Monsters, others, are there many people attacking the Black Wolf Village in the Hidden Mountain?" asked Hu Lai.

"Yes, just two days ago, I heard that the black wolf village in Youshan was destroyed by a Buddhist monk, and almost all the troops were wiped out, and many people around wanted to go to Youshan to find the gold and silver treasures left by the bandits, but there was an accident, and many people died, and those who escaped said that they saw monsters, and they were also infected with the plague, and then the plague quickly spread!"

The old man said bitterly: "Everything is caused by greed, fortunately, the immortals of Qingyumen went to extinguish the source of the epidemic, otherwise more people would die." ”

Hu Lai couldn't help touching his bald head after hearing this, but he didn't expect that many people were exactly the same as they thought, and planned to go to Youshan Black Wolf Village to make a windfall, so shouldn't Qingyumen also want to make a windfall?

"Donor, dare to ask how long the cultivators of the Qingyu Sect have been in?" Hu Lai asked.

"They've been gone all day, aren't you going too, this master?" asked the old mayor.

The little monk in front of him looked no more than fifteen or sixteen years old, but he gave people a calm and relaxed monk's temperament, so that the old mayor did not dare to slack off, and simply called the other party a master, so as not to be rude.

"Amitabha, in fact, the little monk also came to investigate the plague, without further ado, the little monk immediately entered the secluded mountain and said goodbye to the donor. Hu Lai didn't want to waste time at all, so he bowed slightly and turned around with Sha Liuli to leave.

He didn't want to give up the gold and silver treasures left by the Black Wolf Village.

The black wolf was killed by him, the black wolf village in the hidden mountain was destroyed by him, and the treasure should also be his.

Someone else wants to grab?

No way!

The two came to the foot of the mountain, only to find that the situation in the mountain was very bad.

The whole secluded mountain is only a hundred zhang high, and the area is only a few hundred zhang, which can only be regarded as a small hill, but at this moment, the secluded mountain is covered by thick black clouds, as if wrapped in a thick black veil, which makes people not see it at all, and it is very strange.

"Miasma? There's a smell similar to corpse gas mixed in, this place is evil enough. Hu Lailiu had a keen sense and noticed that something was wrong from afar.

"Master, look, there are people from the Qingyu Gate here!" After taking a few steps forward, Sha Liuli seemed to have discovered something.

Hu Lai walked up to the other party and took a look, only to see that there were several Qingyumen disciples lying on the ground, they were all carrying the exclusive jade pendants of Qingyumen, and their bodies were incomplete, either they lost their arms and legs, or their bodies became a few pieces, which looked bloody, and if you counted them, there were at least five or six such corpses at the scene.

"There are traces of bites, and they should have been bitten to death by large beasts or demon beasts. Sha Liuli frowned.

"Well, most of them were done by demon beasts, and there are traces of fighting nearby, which should be caused by using Dao techniques. Hu looked at the potholed ground in front of him and analyzed.

He had seen the power of the Dao Technique, and he knew that only the Dao Technique had such destructive power.

Most of the disciples of the Qingyu Sect would carry things like talismans, and he searched for the scattered talismans, and finally found three or four talismans in these talismans that had not been used, and they were all included in his waist bag.

The talisman is a good thing, even if he can't use it, he can exchange it for money in the future.

"Amitabha, this is a tricky one. Taking a deep breath of the air that carried the strange breath of the carrier, Hu Lai only felt that his breath was not smooth, as if there was a suffocating substance in the air.

The front is also foggy, and it is impossible to move forward.

Besides, the demon beast in this mountain is very strong, and the demon beast that five or six Qingyumen disciples can't handle with Dao techniques, he may not be able to defeat the other party, unless he has a statue of a Dharma protector.

"Ahem, ahem...... Ahem, Master, I feel...... I don't feel well. A gust of black wind blew, and Sha Liuli suddenly coughed, her face became pale, and her steps were a little unsteady.

"I'm afraid you're infected by the disease, so let's go back first. Hu Lai picked up the sand glaze, which was a little difficult to walk, and immediately left the secluded mountain.

After Hu Lai, who was walking like a fly, half a pillar of incense, he rushed back to the temporary shelter outside Wuzhen.

As soon as he arrived at the gate of the refuge point, Hu Lai saw more than a dozen Qingyumen people with long swords on their backs, including men and women, and the leader was an old Taoist priest with extraordinary bearing.

This old Taoist priest has a ruddy complexion, white beard and hair, wearing a bright yellow Taoist robe, holding a whisk in his hand, his eyes are blazing, and he looks quite a bit fairy.

After the old Taoist priest asked the old mayor at the entrance of the town, he walked towards Hu Lai and Sha Liuli, as if he was going in the direction of Youshan.

Originally, the Qingyumen was in a hurry, and no one looked at this little monk, but when the old Taoist priest saw Hu Lai walking in quickly with a woman on his back, his face was not red and his heart was not beating, so he stopped.

"Little master is slow, dare to ask the little master's law number, where does it come from?" the old Taoist priest asked, with a little color in his eyes.

"The little monk is a wandering monk. For the people of Qingyumen, Hu Lai kept an eye on it and didn't tell the truth.

"Monk who quits color?" The old Taoist priest saw the sand glaze on the other party's back, and listened to the other party's law name, his face was a little strange, and after nodding slightly, he chose to ignore the other party and walked towards the secluded mountain.

Suddenly, one of the disciples of the Qingyu Sect exclaimed, "Monk Rulai!

At this time, all the people of the Qingyumen looked at Hu Lai, and even the old Taoist priest who had just walked out stopped and turned his face, and a pair of old eyes bloomed with essence.

"Who are you scolding for bald donkeys?" Qingyang, do you want to be smoked again?" Hu Lai immediately recognized the shouting Qingyumen disciple among the disciples.

The other party is none other than the Qingyang who has been pumped twice by himself.

This is really a narrow road!