This kind of black fog is like a parasite, sticking to the blue light hanging down the Haijiang Rising Sun Map and constantly devouring, fortunately, the blue light source hanging down the Haijiang Rising Sun Map is endless, and it has not allowed the black fog to invade a trace at all, if it is an ordinary magic weapon, I am afraid that it has already been swallowed by this black fog. ,!

I met a lot of such black fog along the way, but the green gourd woke up at this time, and when I saw the black fog, I was very excited, and I rushed out of the blue light hanging down from the rising sun map of Haijiang, and the gourd inhaled a lot of black fog.

The rest of the black fog seemed to have met a nemesis, and seemed to have a little wisdom, and all of them hid underground, not daring to emerge again.

To say that this green gourd is really cold and cold, even if it is suspended on the top of the world tree, it has to poke out the green light hanging from the gourd mouth and continuously swallow the yin qi around it, as if in its eyes, these yin qi that can slightly corrode the magic weapon are the best tonic.

Yang Chenyu's footsteps in the underworld were not slow, he walked slowly, and after a while, he saw a village.

This village, Yang Chen has been to before, called Xingyu Village, there are many Ding, it can be regarded as a relatively prosperous village, but this Xingyu Village in the underworld is extremely dilapidated, at a glance, all the houses have collapsed, and those cement walls are rotten to the extent of poking a hole.

Yang Chenyu took a turn around Xingyu Village, but found a stone tablet at the head of the village, the material was extremely hard, and three big characters were engraved on it with an ancient seal, Xingyu Village.

This stele is not available in the yang world, Yang Chenyu carefully explored the stele and found that there was still a trace of power on it, but it had something to do with the court.

After discovering this, Yang Chenyu immediately realized that this stone tablet should be erected by the underworld, perhaps to protect the ghosts in the village, but with the disappearance of the underworld, the power attached to the stone tablet has gradually disappeared over time.

For Yang Chenyu, this thing is not of any use, that is, he has learned some information from it, judging from the degree of dissipation of the power on this stone tablet, I am afraid that the underworld has disappeared for five or six hundred years.

The only thing that made Yang Chenyu puzzled was that the houses in this village were the same as the yang, they were all cement-watered, and the relationship between the underworld and the yang, I'm afraid it wasn't that simple.

In the following journey, Yang Chenyu did not encounter anything strange, until he saw Fengming Mountain from afar, Yang Chenyu suddenly found that the surroundings of Fengming Mountain were different from other places.

The most different thing is probably the fields with lush rice growth.

If it weren't for the dim color and the yin wind that was constantly blowing around, Yang Chenyu almost thought that he was back in the yang world.

You must know that Yang Chenyu has come all the way, at least more than 300 miles, not to mention rice near the villages along the way, not even a few weeds have grown.

And this piece of rice field similar to Yangjian is completely different from what Yang Chenyu saw before.

If the place he had passed before was a barren place, then Yang Chenyu's eyes should be called a place where fish and rice flowers were fragrant.

Yang Chenyu walked to the edge of the field, that's right, these rice grains look exactly the same as the rice in the sun, but there is not much difference from the appearance.

Yang Chenyu casually folded a bunch of rice ears and put them on the tip of his nose to smell them, except for the faint emanation of a cold air, the fragrance of rice could be smelled.

Yang Chenyu believes that under his own divine eyes, there should be no illusions, so these rice grains should be real.

With a slight force, the ears of rice were pinched into powder by Yang Chenyu, and gently scattered into the air, and the rice powder spread out in the air, and dissipated into a trace of yin qi before it fell to the ground.

Yang Chenyu nodded, these rice grains are really still things in the underworld, born of yin qi, yin qi grows, even if it is destroyed, it will turn into yin qi and dissipate.

Now the only question is who planted the rice? Is it the result of the mapping of the rice from the yang to the underworld?

Yang Chenyu was thinking about the problem while walking towards Fengming Town, and not long after he walked out, Yang Chenyu saw an old farmer walking over with a hoe.

Yang Chenyu's eyes twitched slightly, and a trace of golden light looked towards the old farmer.

Judging from the appearance and behavior alone, there is no doubt that this old farmer is alive, but under Yang Chenyu's divine eyes, this old farmer's heels are all exposed.

This is a ghost, and it's still hundreds of years old.

In fact, even if Yang Chenyu doesn't need to look at it, he can see the way of this old ghost just from his appearance.

There is no way, this ghost who turned into an old farmer is blatantly wearing a centuries-old costume, but the hoe is only able to be produced in modern times.

Because there is a payment on the hoe: produced by Qingshui County Agricultural Tool Factory.

Of course, as far as Yang Chenyu knows, this Qingshui County farm tool factory has already gone bankrupt and closed down, which is a helpless market elimination, and the small workshop-style production model can not compare with modern factories in terms of cost and efficiency.

Besides, the Qingshui County Farm Tool Factory did not engage in any product development, and the only products produced from production to bankruptcy were hoes, shovels, nail rakes, etc., and even when Li Daoan was a tomb robber, he went to the farm tool factory to order a set of Luoyang shovels, and the farm tool factory could not do it.

Of course, although the farm tool factory has long been bankrupt, there are too many backlogged products, so that when the bankruptcy is liquidated, the farmers in the county are like a festival, and they go to the county to buy farm tools.

No way, it's too cheap, a hoe will be sold for more than 20 yuan outside, and it will be less than five yuan when the bankruptcy liquidation is cleared.

Fools don't buy it.

As a result, Qingshui County Farm Tools Factory finally realized the wish at the beginning of production, and the farm tools they produced were finally spread throughout Qingshui County, so that the farm tools shipped from outside could not be sold in three years.

Even after such a long time in troubled times, when Yang Chenyu went to his sister's house for dinner, he saw that the hoes in the backyard were all from this factory.

Yang Chenyu did not hide his figure, so when Yang Chenyu saw the old farmer, the old farmer also saw Yang Chenyu.

When he saw Yang Chenyu, the old farmer's face was stunned, it was obvious that Yang Chenyu was walking in the underworld alive, naturally different from ghosts, especially from the perspective of ghosts, the golden light emitted by Yang Chenyu's body almost pierced the old farmer's eyes.

Compared with those new ghosts in the judge's view, this old peasant ghost has lived for hundreds of years, and he knows more than those new ghosts, where would he not know that Yang Chenyu is definitely not a powerful person who can resist him.

After being stunned for a moment, the old farmer did not hesitate at all, put the hoe on his shoulder, then knelt down, and shouted in a slightly hoarse voice: "Little old man to meet the immortals." (To be continued)

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