Chapter 6 Where is the Way Home?

The retreat of the wolves made Chi Zheng breathe a sigh of relief, the world boxing champion is here, and when he sees these five wolves with great size, he can't stand it, not to mention his thin little body.

But if it's a beast...... Don't worry.

Compared to humans, he has spells specific to beasts against beasts, but he doesn't have much to worry about.

Humans are cunning and cunning, and they are much more terrible than any wild beast.

He strolled over, touched the mule's head, calmed its restless mood, and thought about it, it was not good to keep watch over the mule in the middle of the night, what if the wolves came back?

Chi Zheng simply untied the reins and led the mule to the main room, which had a lot of space anyway.

"Huh?"

He suddenly noticed that the brightness of the light emitted by the Qingfeng Sword had decreased a lot, as if it had run out of power, and it gradually became less dazzling.

"It turns out that the staying power is only four or five minutes. ”

After the brightness decreased, Chi Zheng tried the sharpness of the Qingfeng Sword again, and after a try, not only the brightness decreased, but even the sharpness became weaker, and he felt a more obvious resistance to cutting masonry.

But even so, it is still beyond imagination, anyway, in Chi Zheng's cognition, it is impossible to achieve the same effect as a waterjet cutting tiles with an iron sword alone.

"The vigilance of this mule is quite high. ”

Letting the mule stay at the only door entrance, Chi Zheng was a little relieved, he was so tired that he was dying, his body was weak from sudden death, and he meditated for most of the day after possession, and he was even more tired.

Not controlled by the will at all, Ming Mingqiang opened his eyes, and as soon as he sat down, he didn't even feel it, and he fell asleep.

"Quack ......"

"It stinks. ”

As soon as Chi Zheng's eyes opened, the first thing that caught his eye was a lump of duck, and he hurriedly got up and found that the big fat duck was pooping proudly next to his face.

"Okay, you big fat duck!"

Chi Zheng was furious, kicked and missed, and the big fat duck flapped its wings and ran away.

"Hiccup, hiccup, ......"

The mule barked a few times, as if in response to Chi Zheng's anger.

Is it dawn?

He walked out of the room, it was already early morning outside, and there was a thin morning mist inside and outside the mountain village, wet and thorough, a little cold.

This season, it may be late September, and the temperature in the mountains is not too high, so you need to wear more clothes to avoid catching a cold.

Chi Zheng didn't bother to care about how much the owner of this body cherished the brand-new Taoist robe, and directly took it out and put it on, which made him feel warmer.

"I'm still a little dizzy, and my whole body hurts......"

But it's better than last night.

After bringing the water from last night and washing his face again, he found another branch and tied up the hair in the back.

He was still hungry, but he had to find his way out.

Chi Zheng smoked in his throat and wanted to drink water, but the water in this well was so turbid that he dared to drink it raw?

However, when he was leading the mule, he found something that he hadn't found yesterday, and on the side of the hanging sword, there was also a water bladder, and when he pulled out the stopper and smelled it, there was a faint smell of wine.

"This Taoist priest is doing well, and he still drinks. ”

Chi Zheng took a sip, his face changed, and he spit out, "This can also be called wine?"

The most unpleasant wine he had ever drunk was the bad wine that he hadn't brewed when he was a child, but even if it wasn't made well, it was far better than this thing, and the wine in this water bladder was completely rancid and strange, and it was said that it looked like a little wine except for smelling a little wine.

Although it was not easy to make sake in ancient times, it was too bad.

Thinking that this Taoist priest is penniless, it is estimated that this wine is also the most inferior wine.

He stopped drinking, stuffed the stopper back on, put the luggage package back on, and took the reins to leave.

"Oh, I almost forgot. ”

Chi Zheng patted his head, returned to the main room, and grabbed a big fat duck that quacked and came out, "You are my spare food, and you still want to run?"

After finding a few sticks of hay, tying the big fat duck's feet and hanging them on the saddle, Chi Zheng nodded with satisfaction.

"Quack ......"

The big fat duck shook vigorously, but unfortunately he couldn't escape from Chi Zheng's clutches.

The mule was smoothly led by Chi Zheng out of the courtyard and walked between the mountain villages, and he fell silent.

He once watched those poor and backward areas in China on TV, but compared to this mountain village, the compatriots in those poor and backward areas are afraid that they will shed tears and donate their things at home to here, which is not comparable.

And looking around, there are dry bones and half-covered grass, and this is the kind of tragic situation that is said to be dead and buried.

He walked along the only road, and he didn't expect to see anyone here, but before he left the mountain village, Chi Zheng stopped again.

"This troubled world is worse than I thought, and I have to be cautious. ”

He didn't go back to the previous courtyard, but found an outside house, and after making sure that there were no insects around, he sat cross-legged in a hidden place and began to meditate.

As soon as he entered the meditation, Chi Zheng's mind seemed to have come to a mysterious starry sky surrounded by three hundred and sixty degrees, and each star represented a spell, with a total of one hundred and eight stars.

And there are only seven stars that can shine.

"Does this mean that there are one hundred and one gaps in the Hedao Jade? If I can complete the Hedao Jade and become a real immortal, I will be able to go home, right?"

He didn't have time to think about it, and began to concentrate on mobilizing mana according to the method that Hedao Yu had transmitted yesterday.

Above the surrounding starry sky, there was a gap that slowly unfolded, and in Chi Zheng's "eyes", the so-called mana was shining quietly, like a faint liquid flowing down from the gap, and under the control of his will, it surged towards the shining stars.

It was hard work, and he had to be highly focused, otherwise if he slackened, the mana would disappear without a trace, and would not flood into the stars.

Fortunately, compared to the seven spells yesterday, he only needed to replenish the mana of two of them, but even so, when he finished meditating and opened his eyes, the fog outside had dissipated for a long time.

Looking at this day, it may be ten o'clock in the morning, according to the ancient saying, it should be called "Zhengzheng".

The two spells were restored to the original, and Chi Zheng had a little more confidence in his heart, after all, the troubled times in his memory were the memories of others, just like reading a book, not profound, but when he saw with his own eyes that the mountain village was full of dry bones, his always unreal feeling was shattered.

"Bandits kill when they meet...... It's not a game, it's not a dream, it's not a peaceful country, I have to change my mind. ”

Chi Zheng rarely sighed before, at most he sighed because he didn't draw the card he wanted, but here, he really sighed and was sad.

"Be cautious and cautious, you can't do it again if you die. ”

patted his robe, Chi Zheng stood up, the big fat duck barking was tired, and he didn't bark when he saw him walking by.

The mule lowered his head to nibble on the grass, and when he saw Chi Zheng approaching, he arched his body affectionately.

"Let's go. ”

Continue to lead the mule forward, in fact, he can ride on it, but he has never ridden a horse, let alone a mule, he still has scruples, afraid of falling on this rugged mountain road.