Chapter Seventy-Five: In the Land of Green Hills, Wang Chuan visited
"After Yixiang disappeared, I flipped through various documents, visited the people, and deduced that the stronghold of the Lich Cult should be in the barren mountains of Bashu, which is inaccessible and located in the southeast of Gongzhou Mansion. And the disappearance of the woman in Qingzhou this time should be the work of a few Lich Sect demons, these demons should have a deal with the Liu family, and secretly captured the Qingzhou woman, probably to practice evil demon methods, and the Liu family got the treasures they needed from the Lich Sect people, and both sides took what they needed. Li Wentao spoke in detail.
"Then where are these women being held temporarily?" Wang Chuan asked instead.
"Qingqiu!" Li Wentao spit out two words, unfamiliar place names.
"Qingqiu, where is this?" Wang Chuan thought, this name was so strange.
"The boundary of Gongzhou is located in the southeast, there are many mountains and deep valleys, so there are many legends, fox yellow and white willow gray, five demon gods, respectively, foxes, weasels, hedgehogs, snakes, mice, the five immortals of the shamanic cult in the past, and now the shamanic cult, increasingly weak, retreated from Li Tang, went to the Yuantu country, and then the lich cult took the opportunity to come, occupied the Central Plains, and became a folk legend, this is the first to push the fox fairy, or fox demon, fox spirit! I have explored all parts of Gongzhou, but Qingqiu has never been there, because it is too remote, in the deep mountains and Daze are all dragons and snakes, mortals can't get close, and so many women are not so easy to place, so Qingqiu is the most suspicious, at least you can get important clues from there!" Li Wentao said with his own inference.
"In this way, it seems that I have to go to Gongzhou. Wang Chuan said thoughtfully.
Li Wentao was a little worried: "Brother Wang, the wild land of Gongzhou is rumored to be weird, be careful." ”
"Got it, Wen Tao, you have a good rest, don't show your face, by the way, what good place do you have? There are many people here, and it is inconvenient to cultivate. Wang Chuan thought about it again and again and said to Li Wentao.
"I have a good friend on the outskirts of Guangyang County, I will go there when I see it, hidden, suitable for cultivation. Li Wentao thought for a while.
"Alright, we'll leave tonight. Wang Chuan nodded and said.
Just do it, Wang Chuan settled Li Wentao, and quickly found a carriage when he got out of the inn, the carriage was closed, just suitable for lying down, Wang Chuan drove and took Li Wentao out of Chequ County, away from the center of influence of the Liu family.
On the second day, the sky was white, about midnight, they drove to Guangyang County, Li Wentao found his friend, avoided all kinds of sight, quietly moved in, it can be said that everything went well, and then Wang Chuan also gave a lot of money and his friend, entrusted to take care of it, after that, Wang Chuan disguised himself and prepared to leave.
However, before leaving, Wang Chuan suddenly saw a lot of melon vines growing in this backyard, this kind of melon is very similar to the loofah in the previous world, Wang Chuan suddenly remembered some old things, and smiled, so he gave the master some silver taels, Daoming came to meaning, he needed these melon vines, the master received the silver taels, and let it be picked, Wang Chuan then rolled up his sleeves, immediately started, spent a lot of effort, collected all the vines, cut them into sections about three inches long, and put them away carefully, the master was very curious, but didn't ask much, Wang Chuan put away all the rattan knots, so he said goodbye and left。
Because he has been thinking about the melon vines in his heart, Wang Chuan did not go far after leaving, but found an inn in Guangyang County, asked for a guest room, took out all the vines again, a big bag, he was overjoyed, estimated that there were two or three hundred, the thickness was different, but the length was the same, Wang Chuan took it out, ran the spirit yuan, sent out a real fire, dried all the rattan knots, and then neatly packed it again, leaving a stick in his mouth, the real fire was lit, he took a sharp breath, a look of enjoyment, and finally spit out smoke, not bad, a little interesting, light fragrance, refreshing, Wang Chuan smiled, very satisfied。
At the same time, at the same time, Chequ City was full of earthquakes, and the Liu family sneaked out of a large number of clan masters, as well as the local government, and searched every household, and people were panicked for a while, and they didn't know what they were looking for, until the afternoon suddenly came out inside information, Liu Yuan, the head of the Liu family's internal affairs, was killed, Liu Jiazhai was attacked last night, and many people were killed and injured, including the descendants of the family, and the old clan was seriously injured and is still unconscious.
The news then leaked, and for a time the government and the opposition were shaken, and the people had different opinions, some said that the Liu family had offended a great person, and said that this was a turning point in the luck of the Liu family, and it was going downhill, and the undercurrent of all forces in Li Tangguo was surging.
Qingzhou Liu family, until the third day came forward to clarify, and painted a portrait of a person, a young man, black, handsome and majestic, extraordinary, dignified, posted on the streets and alleys, asked to track down this person, but it backfired, many young talents were wrongfully arrested, and the result was released again, three days later, the trouble was angry, and the people had to end it.
On this day, Liujiazhai, the ancestral hall of the clan.
"Let's go and invite the little master, invite him out of the mountain. One suggested.
"If we can't defeat him, we'll be in big trouble if this person comes again. The other chimed in.
"The last time the little master wrote to him, it was said that he was practicing a kind of thaumaturgy, and he should not be disturbed. "Someone tells the truth.
"Then what should I do? The life and death of the old clan is uncertain, and our Liu family has suffered heavy losses. Someone said resentfully.
"Wait, it can only be like this, the family has been reined in recently, the court and the people, they have to be reined in, and the cultivators who were there that night did not rush to kill them all. Another elder, finally said.
"What a fucking grievance. "A big man with a gloomy face.
"That matter should be grasped quickly, it is very important to the little master, but be cautious, let's disperse, I will go to see the big clan. The old man spoke again.
"Wait, according to the investigation, the purpose of this young cultivator is to save Li Wentao's little envoy, and secretly start investigating from this person. The old man of the clan was highly respected and left a message.
"Yes!" Fang Cai's big sweat, Yin Dove's eyes flashed, and he said in a deep voice.
As for the culprit Wang Chuan, at this moment, he has crossed Qingzhou and has come to the southeast of Gongzhou, Gongzhou is the southernmost state capital of Li Tang, and further south is the continuous mountains, the southern foot of Zhongzhou, there are some small countries, tribal forms, more primitive.
The old mountain pass village, Wang Chuan came to a remote village in the southernmost part of Gongzhou early in the morning, it is very primitive, it is almost wooden old houses, simple repairs, people living here, relying on collecting medicine, hunting for a living, living a quite primitive life.
There is a relatively grand wine shop in the village, a mud house with yellow mud walls, Wang Chuan came here, sat down and asked for some drinks, took a short rest, and asked for some information.
Seeing the little second brother coming over, Wang Chuan was polite and asked, "Little brother, how to get to Qingqiu?"
"Qingqiu! You can't go there. Hearing this, the shopkeeper's face changed.
"Oh, why?" Wang Chuan's eyes flashed.
"Every year, there are many strange diners who inquire about the location of Qingqiu, but there is no one who can find and return. Xiao Er said.
"It's okay, I'm just going to play, I heard that the place is full of peach blossoms, picturesque, beautiful, and fairies appeared. Wang Chuan looked like he wanted to play and said longingly.
When the shopkeeper saw Wang Chuan's infatuated look, he couldn't cry or laugh.
"Guest officer, the scenery of that place is rumored to be good, but there is another legend that 'the country of Qingqiu, there are foxes and nine tails. 'The land of demons may be a place of great evil, but you can't go. The shopkeeper turned his eyes and said with concern.
When Wang Chuan heard this, he smiled and said stubbornly: "Little brother, I'm just inquiring, have you heard of it?"
The shopkeeper couldn't resist Wang Chuan, pointed in the direction, and said helplessly: "It is said that in the southwest of the old mountain pass, I have been here for three days, and I can see a valley, the mountains are full of peach trees, green bamboo forests, and the lakes are like jasper, which is beautiful. ”
"Thank you, little brother!" Wang Chuan left a silver ingot, turned around and went out.
The second shop in the back, seeing Wang Chuan like this, shook his head and sighed.
Wang Chuan walked out of the old mountain pass, followed the direction of the guide, the meridians around his body were running, the light spiritual qi overflowed out of his body, and the faint blue-purple runes were sprinkled, and he did it with all his might.
Then, he jumped up, jumped to the canopy, borrowed strength from the branches at the top of the forest, flew across a leaf, calmly, as fast as a bird, about a day later, Wang Chuan flew the eaves and walked the wall, volleyed into the void, and walked to a place where the rock wall was steep and coexisted, where the rock walls on both sides of the path were separated, and there was a gap in the middle, and the sky was seen from afar.
Wang Chuan then passed quickly, suddenly, the depressing scenery changed, only to see the willows and flowers bright and another village, a piece of bluestone with a height of one person standing next to the trail, on the book green hills, the text is simple and mottled, it seems to have a kind of magic.
Look at the road ahead, there are peach trees growing in the valley, the peach blossoms are splendid, a clear river flows slowly in the valley, the green willows on both sides of the bank hang down, the green bamboo forest in the distance, the staggered falls, the sky is like clouds, poetic and picturesque, in the valley, Wang Chuan sees a number of bamboo houses, some people live here.
"Is this a place of great evil? Wang Chuan stood outside the valley and thought in his heart, could it be that there was something wrong with the direction he was investigating? He was puzzled, and he didn't dare to conclude for a while.