Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Peach Fairy
In the peach forest, a slightly illusory figure slowly emerged by a peach tree.
"Ah, so many people are coming, it's not going to be a military disaster."
"No, no, no, I have to show them the way, the stinky Taoist is not a good person, hurry up and arrest him, these Qiu Ba in the province are annoyed and ashamed to cut down the forest and set it on fire."
The man's mouth was fragmented, and his figure flashed back and forth in the peach forest.
With her figure, the peach tree that had taken root in the earth actually moved out of thin air and changed directions.
If there are monks who are proficient in the way of formation, they will find that this place has become a maze.
Ordinary people walk in, even if the gap between the peach trees can still pass, but they can't help but move forward according to the rules of the maze.
The maze can trap people, block people, and naturally guide people.
The formation is dead, and the arranger is alive.
What the specific effect is depends on what purpose the arranger has.
After the peach tree was fine-tuned and moved, the pink figure attached to the peach tree and watched the change.
"Shall I give them some hints?"
"The Taoist priest has sensed the clue and is preparing to flee from the cliff..."
While speaking, the pink figure suddenly realized that it was not quite right.
A six-member team came, and under the guidance of a young man with a turban, the team actually came straight to their own direction.
“.......”
"Is it a coincidence?"
Slightly puzzled, she flashed and teleported to another peach tree in the distance.
In the ranks....
"Stop!" Lu Fan suddenly stopped the team.
"Lu Langjun, but there are enemies?" Peng Fei instantly became nervous, and the hard bow squeaked.
Lu Fan calmed his face and thought slightly: "What year was this peach tree planted?" Who planted it? ”
That pink silhouette is always teleporting, really teleporting.
As she moved, the peach tree she had been leaning on and the peach tree in the distance glowed at the same time.
"This peach grove .. Legend has it that a passing immortal threw a peach pit during the Dakang period. ”
"It's just that the legend can't be true or false."
Peng Fei thought for a moment and gave an explanation.
"Immortals? Peach pits? Lu Fan was stunned for a moment, frowning and looking at it a few times.
"Change direction, go this way!"
He stretched out his hand and kept it deep in the peach forest.
"My lord, this is the direction of the cliff." A quick reminder.
In addition to not entering the peach forest, they have already touched the surrounding melons.
"Don't worry, go, go faster and get out of the way." Lu Fan patted him on the shoulder.
Now, the team is advancing a lot faster.
Even when Lu Fan deliberately quickened his pace, the team ran directly.
After walking for a while, he turned his head to look a few times, and saw that the pink silhouette had not followed.
"It's not a gang...."
"Huh? What gang? Peng Fei was closer and subconsciously accosted.
Lu Fan didn't answer him, and asked rhetorically, "Is there any legend here?" Spirits, ghosts, or.... It is more fragrant, such as passers-by dreaming of fairies and the like. ”
"This...."
Isn't this Lu Langjun thinking about a girl?
It's really a cultivator, ordinary people want the girl to go to the hook fence, he wants the girl to find the ghost and god directly, really.... Tasteful!
Peng Fei muttered in his heart: "Yes, it is said that there is a spirit peach fairy, in the past, when the peaches were in full bloom, the nearby villagers would worship her, and then dare to pick peaches." ”
"However, in recent years, it is no longer enshrined, and the peaches are in full bloom and rot here, as long as it is not a disaster year, they will not come to pick it up."
In the history of Dajing, there have been no natural disasters, and there have been several man-made disasters, most of which are scabies in the frontier.
If you want to talk about the year, it is indeed a good weather every year, raising a powerful empire that is in full swing.
Lu Fan nodded slightly and didn't say anything more.
Dajing prohibits the people from worshiping and sacrificing all gods privately, and can only worship ancestors.
Unless there is an officially recognized Taoist temple or temple that can be used for gods, it will be regarded as obscenity, and once discovered, the temple will be destroyed immediately.
For example, the orthodox sect of the Shenxiao faction has also taken up a post in the Dajing government, not to mention the Yulu, and also has the right to enforce the law on their respective hills.
However, it is only limited to the mountain, and it is not allowed to go down the mountain at will to spread the Tao.
Lu Fan estimated that the pink figure just now should be the Spirit Peach Fairy.
A new harvest, breath (temperament).
The people I met before were not good people, such as goddesses and young men in round hats.
Lu Fan couldn't see his own breath and couldn't make a comparison.
As soon as the pink figure appeared, it was immediately possible to distinguish the difference.
The pink figure faintly gave Lu Fan a sense of auspiciousness and purity, while the other two were dirty and messy.
It seems to have just come out of a mud pit... Crawl out of the manure pit!
After walking for a while, Lu Fan suddenly stopped the team: "Stop!" ”
His eyes were blazing, staring into the depths through a deep, misty path.
Two figures, one with as many as three wisps of mana, and the other with only two wisps.
"You guys go back." Lu Fan whispered, changed his normal and took two steps forward.
"Old-timers don't come out to meet?"
Just now, the figure suddenly drew its sword and pointed behind it.
The women who had been turned into sheep were right behind him.
Lu Fan knew what the other party meant, and in order to ensure the merits of this trip, he had to stand up.
After four or five breaths, an old voice sighed: "I only thought about the outstanding people of Heishi County and found another cultivator, but I forgot how there could be no guardians in such a county. ”
"Alas, carelessly..."
He may have regarded Lu Fan as the guardian of Blackstone County.
It's very hidden on weekdays, and I didn't even notice it when I stepped on the spot before.
"Isn't it because of greed?" Lu Fan sneered.
It was a matter of time before the Taoist priest was discovered, but if he didn't attack the Fu soldier child, he wouldn't have been caught so quickly.
After being silent for a long time, he said in a solemn tone: "Have you been to my senior sister's?" ”
Masters? Did the two of them know each other? Since you know it, you still send someone to steal....
Lu Fan sighed in his heart, and after being slightly puzzled, he immediately reacted.
What about Senior Sister, didn't that kid and his aunt do something similar?
It's just that one is what mortals want, and the other is what cultivators want.
"The goddess is a guest at the county office, and the Taoist chief is coming together."
Lu Fan quietly raised the firearm in his hand.
It's a bit far away, and the other party has been hiding it very tightly, and it's an old gou.
"Hmph, junior, if it weren't for the spirit of this peach forest favoring you, you would think you.... Curse! ”
This Taoist priest is really a chicken thief, and deliberately threw out a topic that Lu Fan had not said, and then attacked with a spell.
In the mist of the peach forest, a black flash flashed out, and the speed was comparable to that of an arrow.
Lu Fan turned sideways slightly, suddenly remembered that there was someone behind him, hurriedly turned a little sideways, waved his sleeves vigorously, and launched the qi prohibition technique at the same time.
Whether he can save these people depends on the will of God, he can't remind him when he is holding his breath at this time.
Poof-
There was a muffled sound, as if something had been knocked to the ground.
"It's alive!"
Lu Fan's eyes glowed with blue light and he turned the muzzle of the gun.
Bang bang!
The muzzle of the gun spewed flames, and the thing on the ground failed to launch a second attack, and was immediately beaten to pieces.
Faintly, Lu Fan heard a scream in the depths of the jungle, it was the voice of a young man.
At this time, a soft and weak female voice reminded him: "Xiao Langjun, that Taoist priest is running!" ”
Lu Fan fixed his eyes on it, and sure enough, the Taoist priest was as light as a swallow climbing a rock.
"Heh, who do you think you are without hostages!"
"Peng Fei, call someone!"