One corner of the Hundred Flowers Gate was very quiet, and even the bees in the medicinal fields outside flapped their wings slightly, for fear of disturbing the herbs below.

Bees come here to collect honey, and the flowers bought in the medicinal fields are very precious, and the pollen on them is also very medicative, and the honey collected and brewed is of extremely high quality, and it also has special properties.

There are many kinds of herbs in the medicine field, and there are countless kinds of herbs, and the carnivorous flower next to it when the bee is collecting quietly turns around, slowly sticks out the whisker teeth, binds them at once, and slowly pulls them back into the big mouth of the flower core.

Some of the butterflies were so frightened by this scene that they fled quickly, running for a long distance before they slowly came to a stop on the roof of a hut.

"Peng!"

In a panic, the door of the hut was suddenly opened, and an old man with a straight lumbar spine and a pheasant temperament walked out of it.

The butterfly was so frightened that it took off again, flying farther away, more than half as slow as before.

The old man who came out of the thatched hut had a smile on the corner of his mouth, this person was the ghost Taoist conjured up by Zhu Ganglie.

Zhu Ganglie turned his head and glanced into the hut, and after making sure that the handyman was completely stunned and tied inside, he closed the door and locked it by the way.

"Although this time he is only the lowest subordinate, he has also gained a lot of news, at least he can walk on the front, and he is not afraid of seeing people. ”

Zhu Ganglie moved his body and said lightly, before that, he interrogated the handyman again for nearly an hour, and got a lot of information he wanted.

The ghost old man is usually very withdrawn, and the miscellaneous servants know little news, but they are very familiar with Baihuamen.

This is exactly the news that Zhu Ganglie wants, such as who are the important people and what entanglements there are between the peaks, all of which are understood.

Although he didn't know some secrets now, he could already be compared to the ordinary disciples in the Hundred Flowers Sect on the ground, and he had a complete understanding of some approximate locations.

Zhu Ganglie took two steps forward and quickly stepped on a white cloud.

The scenery in the sky above is still beautiful, but there are fewer pedestrians than before, because it is already dark outside, and not many disciples will be coming out soon.

The mountain peaks are flickering with a faint light, this is because the formation inside is in effect, the Hundred Flowers Gate is not just there, and the big array outside, each mountain also has its own small array.

Zhu Ganglie flew all the way to the north and then went north, his ghost peak was in the northernmost part of Baihuamen, and there were very few people who usually went there.

After flying for almost a quarter of an hour, I saw a relatively small but black mist mountain peak appear in front of me, which was terrifying compared to the surrounding fairylands.

There was nothing to be seen from above, and occasionally the wind blew away the black fog, and something pale, like a twig, could be seen extending out.

Zhu Ganglie continued to walk towards this ghost peak, and soon fell to the ground, and the surrounding black fog automatically bypassed as if it had a spirit, leaving a path straight into the mountain.

On both sides of the road are unidentified trees that have no leaves, branches and trunks that look like bones, and it is strange that such things can be planted.

Zhu Ganglie continued to move forward, without any apprehension in his heart, feeling that according to the previous information, there was only one ghost Taoist living on the peak, not even a slave, compared with other peak masters who were full of supporters, it was still much worse.

The trail that stretches all the way to the mountain is about half a mile, and when Zhu Ganglie reaches the end, he can see several houses made of black bamboo.

There is no chain on the door, let alone locked, ordinary people will not come to this mountain, and no one dares to steal old things, so there is no need to prevent thieves.

Zhu Ganglie walked in quickly, the room was dressed very plainly, even the floor was covered with bamboo, a few simple furniture, and futons for meditation were covered with the ground.

It is very curious that there are five thin balls on the ground, which are surrounded by a circle, and only one person from the ghost road lives here, so why are there five futons on the opposite side?

If you look closely, there is no dust on the futon, and the middle of each one is slightly sinking downward, which means that it is still used regularly.

Zhu Ganglie's heart was a little nervous, it seems that there are still many secrets in this room.

Then he went to the next room, looking for clues, this should be the ghost man's bedroom, a bed, a few cabinets.

Next to the bed was a desk, which looked like it was full of books, and there were unburned candles.

Zhu Ganglie took the lead and walked to the desk, picked up the books on it, and flipped through the ghost-related exercises that were suitable here, which had no substantial value.

It would be nice if this ghost Taoist had the habit of keeping a diary, so that he could go into his heart and learn more about it.

Zhu Ganglie shook his head, continued to turn to other locations and began to search, there were some clothes in the cabinet, most of them were black, it seemed that he had a great preference for them.

After checking in the bedroom, he didn't find anything valuable, Zhu Ganglie went to another room, and as soon as he entered, he saw a large Ding furnace, one person tall, earth gray, showing the shape of a low tower.

Zhu Ganglie naturally knows about this thing, Taishang Laojun's alchemy furnace is much bigger than this, and the appearance is the same.

As soon as I got closer, I could feel a little bit of heat spreading out of the furnace, as if the fire had just been turned off.

Zhu Ganglie remembered the pill that the ghost Daoist gave him before, and his mind moved forward quickly, opening the upper mouth of the alchemy furnace.

Sure enough, there were seven or eight golden pills in it, which should be the same as the previous ones, and these were just refined, and the medicine was fragrant.

It seems that this ghost Taoist usually does alchemy, and the quality is not bad, not as good as Taishang Laojun's, but it is also okay, and the average heavenly soldier and heavenly general have an effect after eating it.

Zhu Ganglie smiled and nodded, took out all the pills with a wave of his hand, and finally put them in his arms, the reason why he found a place to live was to search for it, otherwise why did he come here?

Looking at the surrounding environment, there are nothing but the entire top stream, some medicine cabinets and charcoal fires for burning.

Zhu Ganglie returned to the living room again, because he had found that there was a door in the back that led directly to the backyard, where there was a deep well and a few willow trees, as well as the animals that were raised.

There are three rabbits and five chickens, all of which are kept in cages, and the back wall is also fenced with bamboo, so you can see the scenery outside.