Zhu Caotang is not far from Zixiao City, and it is close to the north of Ziwei Mountain. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info but Tianyi is currently in poor health and unable to walk. Moreover, the mountains of Ziwei Mountain are steep and impassable for horse-drawn carriages. Zixiao sent someone to make a pair of lifting chairs, and ordered several people in the mansion to carry the sky forward. And Zixiao himself was entangled in many trivial matters in the house and couldn't go in person.

Tian leaned on the support of Yan Xin and the fat man and went to the courtyard, and saw the chair. The whole is made of purple bamboo on Ziwei Mountain, the tendons of demon beasts are used to replace the rope at the junction, and the chair is covered with a white-eyed tiger skin of a third-level demon beast. This makes what should have been a humble chair very ornate.

It feels very comfortable to sit and lie on top of the sky. It is that the four palanquin bearers who carry the chair are all foundation building monks, so that the sky has a sense of the stars holding the moon, and the walk is like a king patrolling the mountain. Although Tianyi was a little uncomfortable, he did not refuse Zixiao's kindness. After all, he was seriously injured, if a mortal carried a sedan chair, when he could reach it not to mention for the time being, the steepness of Ziwei Mountain may not be something that mortals can bear, and he still carries a person.

There is no big way to get to Zhu Caotang, but fortunately, General Zijin is very familiar with this area. I found a mountain path that allowed the two of them to pass side by side. Although it was a little difficult for the four people carrying Tianyi to travel, and they were often scratched by branches and other objects extending from the roadside, several of them had their own magical powers, and they were not slightly injured. However, the speed of travel was extremely slow, and it did not go far when it was dark.

In the distance, Tianyi saw a small village in front of him, with seven or eight thatched huts scattered all over the hill, and a fence wall surrounded the whole village in the middle. It's just that it's dinner time at this time, but there is no smoke rising in the village, and no one can be seen in the desert.

"I'm afraid I don't have to sleep in the woods tonight!" said the fat man, with a hint of joy on his face, thinking that he might have a hot meal in the evening.

General Zijin frowned slightly, looking at the village in front of him with a puzzled look in his eyes. "The last time I passed through here, there wasn't a village!"

"The general was too worried, maybe you were in a hurry when you passed by last time and didn't pay attention!" The fat man had a smile on his face, and he didn't take General Zijin's doubts too seriously.

Tianyi also felt that there seemed to be something strange here, and he looked at the village and had a feeling of reluctance to enter. But he didn't know where this feeling came from. looked in the direction of the little Taoist priest and Yan Xin, and saw that the two were whispering something. The little Taoist frowned, and held the peachwood sword tighter with his backhand. After the two of them finished talking, Yan Xin came to Tianyi's side, as if she was guarding against something.

"Did Dao Wu find any clues?" Tianyi looked at Yan Xin on the side, and asked in a weak voice.

"It's okay, you can rest assured. Yan Xin said, putting the arm that was leaning on the outside of the chair back on his body, and several people entered the village like this.

As soon as I arrived at the entrance of the village, I found that the village was not as bleak as it had just been seen by a few people in the distance. There are women washing clothes at the well, children chasing and frolicking in the village, men chopping wood, and old people sitting around gossiping. A few smoke rises slightly, and it looks like a prosperous scene.

As soon as they entered the village, several people stopped at the entrance of the village to take a look. The man who was chopping wood saw that several people were lingering, so he greeted them. Several elderly people from the village also came forward to watch the excitement, and a group of children also stopped playing and came forward to point their fingers.

"Is there anything wrong with you?" the man who chopped wood spoke a little impatiently, his brows furrowed slightly, and the axe in his hand had not yet been put down, as if the axe in his hand would be cut if he did not agree with a word.

"I'm going to stay here for the night!" General Zijin said, the storage ring in his hand flashed, and a handful of white silver cheeks appeared in the palm of his hand. Tianyi counted carefully, and there were as many as dozens of taels of silver.

The man who was chopping wood did not reach for it, but looked at the woman who was washing clothes by the well. The woman's eyes were also looking at this side, and the man who saw the wood cutter looked at her and nodded slightly. Then, the man who cut the wood took the dozens of taels of silver. But there was no joy on his face. Just pointed to a thatched house next to it, and said lightly, "You can live in that room! I'll send you dinner later!"

After thanking the people, they came to the hut that the man pointed to by the woodcutter. The furnishings in the hut were very simple, there was a large black pot at the door, and the fire under the pot seemed to have not been used for a long time, and the black charcoal ash looked a little damp.

There is a wooden table and a few chairs in the room, which seem to have been used for many years, and the table is stained with a lot of oil. Moreover, the carpentry skills were very average, and the fat man just picked up the teapot on the table and heard the table creak. And there was also a dry tea stain in the teapot.

In addition, it is a large earthen kang that can accommodate seven or eight people, and it seems that the earthen kang has not been heated for a long time. It's cold, and there's a hint of moisture. The futon on the clay kang has a heavy smell of sweat, and the pillow is also a black stain in the middle, with a sour smell of sweat.

Yan Xin removed all the bedding on the earthen kang, took out two sets of brand-new bedding from the storage ring and laid them out, and then helped Tianyi onto the earthen kang. The innermost set of futon was empty, and it looked like it was for myself. And the others Yan Xin can't care so much, this thatched hut is not big, I'm afraid someone will have to lay the floor at night.

After a while, the man who had been chopping wood in the village brought a large basin. The mouth of the basin is nearly half a meter in diameter, and it is fragrantly filled with chicken stewed vermicelli. The smell of meat wafts all over the room, making people droop.

"It smells so good!" the fat man looked at the food in the basin and was about to reach out and grab it.

The little Taoist priest frowned, and hurriedly stretched out his hand to stop it, "Everyone hasn't eaten it!

The man who cut the wood frowned and glanced at the little Taoist, a little displeased. Then he turned and left.

Seeing the man walking away, the little Taoist priest said, "This village is a little strange, let's prepare some food by ourselves!"

"If you don't eat such fragrant chicken, you have to make your own dry food to eat?" Although the fat man also knew that he should be careful, he was a master of alchemy, and he felt that there was nothing wrong with this pot of chicken.

"When we looked at it from outside the village, it was desolate, and it was indeed strange everywhere. I also think I should be careful!" Yan Xin said this, and began to light a fire to cook. Pieces of dry wood were put into the stove cover at the bottom of the large iron pot, and the flames flashed on the fingertips, and they burst into flames.

When the fat man saw Yan Xin say this, he could only meditate and cultivate in the corner of the hut aggrievedly. Ignoring the outside of the window, he threw aside the sound of his stomach growling.

Originally, Yan Xin planned to go to the well in the village to draw some water and stew some dried beef that she had brought with her. However, the little Taoist priest said that the water in the well could not be used, so he had to use some clean water that he had brought with him.

It didn't take long for a pot of broth to be ready. Yan Xin fed Tianyi and ate some, although the entrance was a little light, but the original dried beef was stewed very soft. Tianyi secretly thought that this might have something to do with Yan Xin's flame spiritual power.

When they had eaten and drunk, they went to sleep. The fat man and the little Taoist priest always meditated and cultivated on the ground, while General Zijin sat cross-legged in front of the hut and also cultivated. And the consciousness is outward, always paying attention to the changes outside.

The night was getting deeper, and it seemed to be extraordinarily long. There is not a trace of insects and birds in the mountains, and there is something terrible in the silence. The clouds in the sky were very low, and the air was oppressive. Tianyi gradually felt that it was a little difficult to breathe, and the heat was uncomfortable. Slowly open your eyes. The first thing I saw was a pale woman's face, with an extremely long tongue, eyes bulging out as if they were about to burst, and a neck tilted at a strange angle.

Tianyi was frightened, and this face he knew was the hanged female ghost he saw in the City Lord's Mansion. But he wanted to shout, but he found that he couldn't make a sound...