When Mo Jue came out of the blacksmith shop, it was already the beginning of night, so he persuaded the old man to put the gold under his hands, and the armor was left in the blacksmith shop as he wished, that is, there was another pot of tea in the storage ring.

Originally, he also wanted to go to the restaurant to inquire about the news, but he also heard a lot of news about the demon forest in the old man's mouth, it is said that this demon forest has been very calm for nearly a hundred years, and there have been no rumors of the birth of the big demon for a long time, so many young people in the city have gone to the periphery of the demon forest to find a life, including the old man's son.

There are also a lot of herb pickers coming out in groups from the Demon Forest, and it just so happens that a team of herb pickers will enter the Demon Forest tomorrow, if Mo Jue can follow them in, it should save a lot of trouble.

Mo Jue was thinking about how to act tomorrow, and walked back, there were few pedestrians along the way, completely different from the scene of the surging flow of people during the day, a team of soldiers patrolling the city slowly walked from a distance, the blades in their hands flashing with a penetrating cold light in the night.

"Wait a minute. ”

The soldier stopped as he passed by Mo Jue, and the first one called Mo Jue.

Mo, who was interrupted from his thoughts, couldn't help but stop, and asked suspiciously, "Well, what's the matter with this military master?"

The man respectfully saluted Mo Jue, and said: "The son is serious, and he deserves to be called a military master, but the city has been enforcing curfews since ancient times, and it is just a routine question." ”

Mo Jue couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he heard this, he had an inexplicable fear of the army in Yangliu Town, obviously he didn't do anything, but when he saw it, he would feel that these people were not here to arrest him.

"Oh, I'm a disciple of the Cloud Sword Sect, and I'm here to test the sect, and I hope I'll forgive me if I don't understand the rules. ”

Mo Jue first returned the salute before telling the other party his purpose truthfully.

When the man heard this, he noticed the red clouds on the ink robe, and hurriedly explained: "It turned out to be the immortal master of the Cloud Sword Sect, and the villain is clumsy, please don't blame the immortal master, this... If you have something to do, how about setting up a banquet to make amends to the immortal master another day?"

As soon as Mo Jue's words were finished, he could feel that the attitude of this group of soldiers towards him had changed dramatically, and the original indifferent look had changed to a look of reverence at this moment, especially the person who was the leader, Mo Jue felt that if the other party didn't have to patrol, he was afraid that he would be dragged to the restaurant to set up a banquet on the spot to make amends.

Mo Jue didn't know what kind of reputation the Cloud Sword Sect had in this city, and the other party's words made him embarrassed, so he could only say, "It's okay, it's just... What's this curfew?"

There is indeed such a thing as a curfew in ordinary towns, but it also starts late at night, and this demon city has only just entered the night, so why did it start curfew.

When the leader heard this, he glanced around, and then turned around and explained: "Hey, immortal master, don't you know, legend has it that hundreds of years ago, there were often four-grade demons who took advantage of the daytime to mix into ordinary domestic animals, and slaughtered at night, so there was this curfew rule." It's just that you see, there are often immortal masters stationed in this city, and there are immortal masters in various residences who set up immortal methods, so there is no need for this at all..."

As he spoke, it turned into a complaint, and from time to time someone echoed it, and for a while the quiet street became extremely noisy, as if he wanted to pour out all the bitter water in his heart before stopping.

It's just that Mo Jue's attention is not here at all, he remembered what Zhang Ziyi once said to him: This demon clan is divided into nine realms, the first three grades correspond to the small realm of the forging realm, and the latter are all one grade corresponding to a big realm...

In other words, the four-rank demon in their mouth corresponds to the mortal realm of the human race, and they already have the means to transform the demon body, if they are mixed into the mortal town by these demon clans...

Mo Jue thought in his heart, a cold sweat broke out from his forehead, at first he thought that this curfew was not of much use, and at this time he understood why the Cloud Sword Sect would disperse its disciples to garrison various towns, and why this Demon Rejection City would implement such a curfew.

"Uh... This one.. Immortal Master, if you have a small important matter, you won't bother the immortal master, and you will hope that the immortal master is not strange. ”

The man at the head saw that Mo Jue's eyes were empty, his brows furrowed slightly, as if he was thinking about something, and he couldn't help but get excited in his heart [Is it because of what inspiration did the immortal master get inspired by my words? This kind of thing has not happened in the past, I heard that the person was also brought into the immortal gate by the immortal master to practice because of this incident.. 】

Thinking of this, the man took two steps and turned his head and said, "If the immortal master doesn't give up, how about coming to the military camp in the north of the city, and the kid will set up a banquet to make amends to the immortal master?"

It's just that Mo Jue still looks contemplative, and I don't know if I heard it, so the man can only continue to patrol.

When Mo Jue came back to his senses, the patrol team didn't know where he was going, and Mo Jue was the only one on the entire street, which seemed a little deserted.

"Alas, no matter, let's go back and rest first..."

Mo Jue shook his head slightly, gave up his intention to continue asking, and walked back towards the inn where he had stayed.

To be honest, Mo is definitely still very interested in such a story, if he didn't have to look for the medicine collection team tomorrow, he would definitely pull the other party and let him talk about it.

Next

Mo Jue got up early, came to the city gate near the demon forest and waited for the people of the medicine collection team, the old man of the blacksmith shop only said that they would assemble here, but did not say what time they would assemble, this is a bitter Mo Jue, he has been waiting here for more than half an hour, except for the strange eyes of the soldiers on the city wall, he has not waited for anything.

The early morning of this season is still a little cold, different from the cold in the past, it may be the reason for the proximity to the demon forest, the air has a sense of humidity, and even Mo Jue can't help but cover his stomach when the cold wind blows, you must know that Mo Jue is still in the mortal realm, and his tolerance for the cold is much stronger than that of ordinary people.

Even he couldn't bear it anymore, so it's no wonder those people didn't show up.

Fortunately, Mo did not wait long, after about two pillars of incense, the heavy city gate slowly opened, and the figures with baskets on their backs walked out of it, among them were basically old people and some older women, with a trace of sleepiness on their faces.

Mo Jue stepped forward to stop an old man, and said respectfully, "The old man is polite." Can you bring the kid with you? Don't worry, the kid won't cause trouble to everyone. ”

As he spoke, Mo Jue tried his best to control the expression on his face so that he could appear gentle, even so, the old man was still taken aback, and hurriedly said: "Childe can't help it, how dare you call it an old man, it's just an ordinary old guy, what is this Childe doing in that demon forest?"

In the eyes of the old man, going to the Demon Forest can be described as a thankless job, and they may not be able to get out if they go in, if they don't need to rely on this life, basically no one wants to go. Mo Jue, whether it is clothing or words and deeds, does not look like a poor person, but more like a noble son, so he has such a question.

Mo Jue just wanted to answer, but was interrupted by an aunt: "Yo, what a handsome little brother, is it that the elders in the family ask to go to the Demon Forest to practice? I can see a lot of this, but I just go in and take a turn, follow my Sister Liu, and make sure you are fine." ”

Sister Liu has a lot of wrinkles on her face, and her smile is even more wrinkled, she knows that she is a weather-beaten person at a glance, and her eyes light up after seeing Mo Jue's appearance, and she doesn't know what she is thinking.

Mo Jue was taken aback by Sister Liu, and took a few steps back before saying embarrassedly: "Since that's the case, thank you Sister Liu..."

Anyway, Demon Forest Mo Jue is bound to go, but this Demon Rejection City is actually still some way away from Demon Forest, and Mo Jue doesn't know the way, the only way is to follow these medicine pickers.

In this way, Mo Jue joined the ranks of the herb pickers.

said that he joined, but he just followed them, in fact, few people cared about him, everyone was busy with their own affairs, how could there be any air to care about this son who had a superior life?

It's just that Sister Liu often turned her head to look at Mo Jue, looked at Mo Jue back and forth with a scrutinizing gaze, and then nodded inexplicably, and went back to her own affairs with a satisfied smile.

The group did not walk fast, but often stopped because of the reason of picking herbs, and stopped all the way, and when it was time to eat at noon, Mo Jue specially asked one of the old men if he had arrived, but the answer he got was almost the same.

As for Sister Liu, Mo would never go up to ask, and always felt that she seemed to have some ulterior motives against him, and it was too late to avoid her.

I don't know how long I walked, but a huge mountain range was in sight, and it seemed to be the place where the demon forest was.

This demon forest is not as simple as just referring to a forest, but a mountain range composed of many peaks, and from time to time a strange poisonous miasma rises in the forest below the mountain, which will soon festering and die when touched, which is extremely terrifying.

"Uncle, didn't you say that you are going back here, why do you still go forward?"

Mo Jue grabbed the old man in front of him and asked, along the way, Mo Jue saw that the other party had nothing to do, so he went up to talk, and also learned from the other party that they planned to go back to a place where they could see the mountains, after all, this is already considered the periphery of the demon forest, this is the return trip of the group did not follow the original plan, it seems that it will go a little deeper.

The old man turned around and said slowly: "The herbs along the way have already been picked by us, and some of the new ones are not old enough, and this trip is really not enough to spend, and everyone doesn't want to do loss-making transactions, so they can only continue to go deeper, alas..."

Saying that, the old man sighed deeply, and Mo Jue noticed that there were only a few herbs in the basket on the old man's body, which were specially left to the old man by others when they saw him pitiful, otherwise how could the old man's legs and feet rob the person in front.

The search range of the crowd has also narrowed a lot, and it stands to reason that there are not many herbs to be found, but it is just that they can take care of each other and feel more stable.

Mo Jue thought of this in his heart, and when the old man saw that Mo would no longer speak, he turned around and concentrated on searching the land under his feet, which was the place that everyone agreed to leave for the old man.

"Ah!! help!!!! there's a bear."

A panicked shout came from the front, and the old man looked up and shouted, "Damn it...."

Then he hurriedly turned around and ran back, and when he passed by Mo Jue, he also pulled Mo Jue with his hand, as for whether the other party reacted or not, it was none of his business, the shout just now was bound to attract the fierce beasts around him, and it might even attract the demon clan, and it was already considered the old man's benevolence and righteousness to be able to pull Mo Jue.

ps: At the request of some bigwigs, a certain tea opened the poisoned milk link here.

The first book "Nine Heavenly Emperors" uh... Classical Xianxia The story of Xiang Yu and Yu Ji's son who woke up after sleeping for 5,000 years and followed the traces of his parents. The author has a good liver, and the number of words updated every day is quite a lot (more than me anyway)

The second book of "The Origin is Respected" Sci-fi boss, I don't know why Mao will ask me to push it... Look at the introduction and it's very high...

The third book "Dao Immortal Waste" looks like a fairy tale.,It's actually an oriental fantasy.,(And the name of the first book belongs to the kind of book title that doesn't look like this classification) The writing is very good..

Above, if you are interested, you can take a look, all of them are works of this site.

Finally, Happy New Year, gentlemen.

(If I talk about milk collapse, will I be beaten to death...) ）