Zhang Dabao wanted to open his eyes very much, he was now very clear-headed, and he knew that he had been taken captive. He kept shouting in his head to wake up, but he couldn't wake up.

He felt like he had been carried up and walked for a while, and then he was put on the ground again, and there were many things on his body, and it was heavy.

There were people talking around him, but he couldn't hear clearly, it felt like he was listening to something talking from outside from a water tank, and the voices of others were muffled and muffled.

The sound outside lasted for a while, and then it became quieter, and soon there was no sound around at all, and Zhang Dabao tried to move again.

This time, he found that his fingers could move.

Zhang Dabao was overjoyed, and quickly tried to move his wrist again. Although I can't move very much, I can move my wrist slowly.

After a while, not only the wrist could be moved, but the whole arm could be moved.

Zhang Dabao immediately touched his waist, where there was his mustard seed bag, but not surprisingly, the mustard seed bag had been taken away.

At this time, only his arms could move, Zhang Dabao still had his eyes closed, he didn't know what kind of environment he was in, and he didn't dare to act rashly.

But after a while, he suddenly remembered something, and reached for his sleeve.

As soon as his hand touched something, Zhang Dabao was happy.

That's a good thing!

Speaking of this thing, it was given to him by Master Meng after he was protecting the Dharma for Master Meng three days ago, and was affected by the thunder of the sky.

What did Master Meng say about this thing at that time?

"This pill can remove impurities in the body, widen the meridians, and achieve the effect of quenching the body at one time. There are three left, all for you, don't tell your master. Your master is strict and does not allow you to take shortcuts. ”

After speaking, Meng Shibo gave him the medicine bottle, which he tucked into his sleeve casually, and forgot to take it back into the mustard seed bag for so many days.

Zhang Dabao took out the medicine bottle, fumbled and poured out one, the strong fragrance of the Dan Qi frightened him and quickly stuffed a medicine into his mouth, and the medicine bottle was immediately put away.

As soon as the medicine enters the mouth, it turns into a puddle of liquid that flows down the throat and into the abdomen. Zhang Dabao felt that he was all hot, as if he had been put in a steamer.

Large tears flowed down his forehead, and he was instantly soaked with sweat. And that's not the worst of all, because what followed was a sharp abdominal pain and a gurgling stomach.

Zhang Dabao clutched his stomach and wanted to die.

Why did you have a stomach trouble at this time?

No, he's a cultivator, how can he have a stomach?

Zhang Dabao curled up holding his stomach, he felt something on his head, and the things covered on his head were also slipping off one after another, falling on his neck, and sticking to his body with sweat.

There was another sharp pain, and Zhang Dabao simply fainted from the pain this time. When he woke up again, he finally opened his eyes, but this time, he found that he was stuck to something, and he was pulling at it as soon as he moved.

He used all his strength to move his hands and feet. I finally broke free from the feeling of sticking and crawled up with difficulty.

He was finally able to see things, but the scene in front of him made him a little confused.

I thought that I would be kidnapped and locked up in some secret room, or cave, or at least a place where I couldn't see the light.

But how do you look at it, it looks like a farmer's backyard?

The place where Zhang Dabao is standing at the moment is a vacant lot in the backyard, surrounded by a pile of straw stalks, not far away, there is a chicken coop and a pigsty, and there is a firewood house and a thatched toilet on the right.

Zhang Dabao was stunned for a moment, and then it suddenly dawned on him that what he thought was covering him should be these straw stalks.

Don't think about it, what sticks to your body should be these straw crumbs.

Taking a step forward, Zhang Dabao felt refreshed at the moment, no signs of poisoning at all, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart, this quenching pill really works, and even in terms of detoxification, it is better than the detoxification pill.

He could even feel that his meridians were a little wider than before, and his facial senses were much stronger than before.

I was about to figure out where this was, when suddenly I heard a scream in my ear. Zhang Dabao turned his head and saw that a woman dressed as a peasant woman was carrying a bucket of pig food, looking at him with a frightened expression.

When the peasant woman saw Zhang Dabao looking at her, she was so frightened that she threw away the pig food bucket, and ran forward with a roll.

"Ghosts!

Zhang Dabao looked at the sky, where did the ghost come from?

Then she reacted that the peasant woman was talking about herself.

Even though he couldn't see himself, he could imagine how scary he was at the moment. Wrapped in straw clippings, it looks like a scarecrow, and it can move, isn't it a ghost?

Zhang Dabao smiled bitterly, and hurriedly used a cleaning technique to wash away the straw clippings all over his body, and he didn't care about where this was, so he took out his flying magic weapon and flew into the air.

Flying into the air, he saw that there was a village below. He is still very familiar with this village, which is Wangjia Village, ten miles west of the imperial city.

Zhang Dabao is good at cultivating spiritual food, and the seeds of spiritual food are all bought by him from this village. It's just that he usually only goes to the entrance of the village, and he buys enough seeds for the need, and never goes deep into it.

The farmer where he lives is actually in the deepest part of the village.

As long as you are not in the imperial city, it doesn't matter if you fly, Zhang Dabao breathed a sigh of relief and flew to the entrance of the village with the magic weapon. As soon as I landed, I listened to the residents of the village discussing the haunting.

"Shangxian, why do you see you this season?" The village was far away when he saw the flying magic weapon, and he had already leaned over, and when he saw Zhang Dabao, he was very surprised to greet him. "At this time, it is not yet the autumn harvest, and there are no seeds. ”

Zhang Dabao smiled: "I saw someone coming here before, and I thought someone had already started to harvest seeds, so I came over to take a look." ”

Li Zheng looked puzzled, and after thinking about it, he suddenly realized: "What you said is the nephew of Qiu Niang's family, he is from the city, and he is here to help Qiu Niang lay rice stubble." ”

Zhang Dabao asked: "I haven't heard of the name Qiu Niang." ”

Li Zhengdao: "She doesn't grow crops herself, she only gives out the land every year and collects some rent. But the stubble in the field will be left for her, and dried in the sun as firewood. Her nephew comes every year to help him with the rough work, and this year he came a little early, but this year the rice stubble was also harvested early. ”

Zhang Dabao asked again: "Qiu Niang's nephew, is he from the city? ”

Li Zheng smiled honestly: "That's also a mortal, how can you keep up with the immortals, you know, Qiu Niang's nephew's surname is Gu, the sixth in the family, and everyone calls him Liuwa." ”

Zhang Dabao nodded: "I don't know, since there are no seeds, then I'll go back first." ”