"Master is eccentric, everywhere towards the junior brother, hum!"

"My junior brother's cultivation is not as good as mine, his brain is not as good as mine, and his credit is even worse than mine, why should he be favored by the master!"

In the valley, Gao Han sat on a large rock, muttering to himself depressedly.

He followed Chen Xuansong's instructions and stayed here for two days.

The two days have been calm, not to mention demons, not even birds and beasts.

What a waste of time!

Thinking of the master's eccentricity again, his heart became more and more angry, and Gao Han's face was as ugly as pig's liver.

"What's there to keep in the ghost place, it's been two days, and I can't even see a living thing!"

"Obviously, the master deliberately arranged a merit errand for me!"

Gao Han complained a few words, then jumped and jumped off the stone.

"It's better to look at the scenery here, it's better than staying here with a stupid head and a stupid brain!"

Thinking about it, he made a light move, jumped three vertically and two times, and jumped through the valley like lightning and rushed towards the mountain.

A few days without incident, coupled with the anger of the master's arrangement, Gao Han had already forgotten Li Yuanzhao's instructions, so he relaxed and wandered around in the mountains, looking at the scenery for a while, leaning on the trees and sleeping, hunting a few game, raising the fire and roasting and eating.

Coincidentally, not long after Gao Han left the valley, several cars creaked through the wasteland and came towards the valley.

There were three carts, one ox cart and two donkey carts.

All are covered with tarpaulins to protect them from the wind and rain.

In the middle of the car sat an old man with white beard and crane hair, about eighty or ninety years old, old and holding a cane, who was the village chief of Shicun.

In the other two cars sat the young strong men of the village, a total of eight people.

The road in the valley was not easy to walk, and the car stumbled for an hour until it finally reached the end of the valley.

Ahead is a steep slope of the mountain wall, and there is no path.

The cart stopped, and the donkey and oxen were tied to a nearby tree stump.

Several young strong men hurriedly jumped out of the car and helped the old village chief down.

The village chief looked around on crutches and asked, "Is this it?"

"This is it, village chief," replied one of the young men, "and it is not wrong that the messenger has ordered us to drive here!"

The village chief was overjoyed, and smiled, "Daxian must be here!

As he spoke, he put down his crutches, knelt on the ground, and bowed three times in the valley, "Daxian is above, I represent the three hundred villagers of Shicun, come to worship Daxian, please show up and give you grace!"

Several young men also knelt on their knees, shouting from their mouths.

Shouting for a long time, there was no movement in the valley.

"Village Chief, Daxian may not be able to hear it, right?"

"Do you want to look for it?"

The old village chief got up with difficulty, "Go and see, you must find Daxian!"

"Yes, village chief. ”

Several young men got up one after another, and searched the valley according to the instructions of the village chief.

It turned out that the blood ghost Daxian had not appeared in the past few days, and could not bring wealth to Shicun, and even the red crow disappeared without a trace, and the villagers of Shicun were all panicked, thinking that Daxian blamed them and no longer gave them blessings.

Therefore, the village chief brought the sacrifice to the valley to find the great immortal.

They still dream of making a fortune, thinking that the Blood Ghost Great Immortal is a heavenly immortal, and as long as they are sincere enough, they can continue to seek the blessing of the Great Immortal and make a fortune safely.

"Found it! Found it!"

"Village Chief, I've found it!"

A young man stood under the mountain wall and shouted excitedly.

When the village chief and others heard this, they hurried over.

Sure enough, under the mountain wall, there was a cave.

The entrance to the cave is blocked by rocks, and it is difficult for even flies to fly in.

"The immortals all live in the blessed land of the cave outside the world, that's right, this must be the cave of the great immortals!"

The old village chief was so excited that he burst into tears, knelt down and bowed.

Several young men also knelt down one after another, bowing and bowing.

"Village Chief, how do we get in?"

The village chief sighed and said firmly: "This must be the great immortal testing our sincerity, quickly, move all the stones away!"

The young man obeyed, rolled up his sleeves and started working.

These stones were all dropped from the mountain wall, and each of them was the size of a head, making it difficult to move.

Fortunately, they are all strong, and they are usually used to hard work, and they are very hard-working.

It took two hours to move the stones at the entrance of the cave before they were almost cleared, revealing a barely passable road.

"Go and bring the sacrifices, and let the great immortals see our sincerity!" the old village chief commanded.

"Yes!"

A young man hurried to the car, and after a while he returned with an urn.

The urn swayed, full of blood, revealing a strange fishy smell.

It seems that this is a "sacrifice" offered by the villagers of Stone Village, expressing their sincerity to Daxian with their own blood.

"Village Chief, you are old and have difficulty moving, so it is better to wait at the entrance of the cave first, and let us young people go." ”

The old village chief shook his head, "No! I have to go myself, or the great immortal will blame." ”

Everyone knew that the village chief was stubborn, so they no longer persuaded and helped the village chief into the cave.

Because the cave was pitch black, they also made a few torches and held them in their hands.

Two people supported the village chief, three people held torches, one person held urn jars, and the remaining few people explored the road in front, with a clear division of labor.

The group was bold, and they didn't understand what was going on, so they entered this demon's den in a daze!

How did they know that calamity was coming?

There are many turns and turns in the cave, and the ground is quite flat, so it is not difficult to walk.

It's just a little colder.

Walking in the cave is like being in the cold winter, and the chill is all over the body, and you can't help but shiver.

Fortunately, they wore a lot of clothes and barely resisted.

Halfway through, the cave suddenly turned eastward, and a river appeared.

Further on, the road is much more difficult.

Because there was a river in the cave, the road became extremely narrow, and with the splashing of water, it was very slippery.

Ordinary people walking on it, no matter how careful they are, they will inevitably fall.

He hadn't gone far before the trembling old village chief lost his foot, slipped his foot, and almost fell into the river.

Fortunately, the two young men next to him were quick to hold him up.

"Grandpa the village chief!"

"Be careful!"

The village chief himself was frightened, took a few breaths, and sighed: "Alas, people are old and useless. ”

Several young people looked at each other and said, "Village Chief, this road is really difficult to walk, why don't we go first to meet Daxian?"

The village chief nodded, and finally compromised.

That's all it takes.

He was on crutches, and with the help of the people, he sat down on a stone next to him to rest.

Leave someone next to take care of it.

The others hurriedly hugged the urn jar and went deeper.

The road is so narrow and slippery that even young people tremble and fall if they don't pay attention.

Sure enough, I didn't go far when I suddenly heard an "oops", followed by a crisp "bang".

Several people froze on the spot and stared at the ground in surprise.

It turned out that it was the villager who was holding the urn and fell down.

The person fell nothing, but the urn jar in his arms also fell to the ground and fell to pieces.

The viscous blood inside was all spilled and flowed all over the ground.

The ground nearby was instantly blood-red.

"Ahh

The old village chief screamed, got up from the stone, and waved his cane angrily, "Bastard, bastard, this is a sacrifice to the great immortal, how can you ...... How could you be so careless!"

He was so angry that his beard flew wildly, his breath was short, and he almost fainted on the spot.

The young man squatted in a pool of blood, completely stunned, and when he reacted, he howled and cried on the spot.

"It's over!