We set up a total of four tents, Han Xiao and the others divided into two, Cheng Fuhai lived in one alone, and Su Qingyao and I lived in the same tent. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 The info tent was set up, and I fell down on the grass bunk, and we laid a thick layer of hay, and it was comfortable to lie on it.

Su Qingyao was sitting on the bunk, holding the white porcelain vase in his hand and thinking non-stop. What was contained in the porcelain vase was the rotting corpse.

Putting away the porcelain vase, Su Qingyao muttered, "It's really strange, the rotting corpse has lost its effect on those mice, and it's the first time I've encountered it." ”

During this time, I got along well with the people of Youyun Villa, although Su Qingyao and the Huoxin Dao people called them brothers, and they were still above us in terms of seniority, but he was happy to mingle with us and was very kind. I said, "Could it be that it has been put on hold for a long time, and it will lose its effect when it is damp?"

Su Qingyao shook his head and said: "It won't be when it is damp, the land of the Western Regions has a sinister environment, wetlands are all over the place, and the Ten Thousand Corpses Gate has already thought of this, and the grinding rotting corpses also have the effect of resisting moisture." ”

I sat up and said, "Presumably those stinky rats are strange, Senior Su, you often say that the witchcraft of the Western Regions is weird and unpredictable, maybe it is the original secret method created by that powerful person, so that those stinky rats can resist the invasion of rotting corpses." ”

Su Qingyao shook the porcelain vase, let out a long sigh, and said, "Maybe it's really as you said, there are many more powerful people who are proficient in witchcraft in the Western Regions than in the Central Plains, alas." ”

He sighed a little ashamed, as if he had a feeling of unwillingness. I smiled and said, "Senior Su, you are also an amazing wizard. ”

Su Qingyao showed a smile on his face, put away the porcelain bottle, and said, "Borrow Gu Xiaoyou's auspicious words." There aren't many rotting corpses left, I'm going to buy some and come back, you can go with me. ”

I was taken aback and said, "Can you buy carrion here?"

Su Qingyao said: "The Ten Thousand Corpses Gate has been mixed in the Western Regions all the year round, and there are naturally a lot of rotting corpses here, let's go." ”

I didn't say anything and followed him out of the tent. After passing through a few dirt alleys, we came to the street of Shacheng, which was called the main street, but rather the place where the earth houses were sold. In the sandy streets, there were many people sitting on the ground and setting up stalls, both men and women, all dressed in thick clothes, and the women were mostly veiled. There are many goods on the stalls, there are strange ceramic products, strange horned animal teeth and animal skins, and even in this kind of place, I also saw silk cloth, tea and tobacco sold in the Great Song Dynasty. In any case, there are many kinds of things to sell, and they are very miscellaneous.

Compared to the streets of the Central Plains, the streets here are inevitably a little crowded. The stalls are almost next to each other, and it is difficult for people to distinguish the goods placed on the ground at the same time, and most of the vendors are set up behind the dilapidated tents, and there are many objects inside. There are also a lot of people on the street, and they are crowded, but they are very lively.

Su Qingyao said: "The Ten Thousand Corpses Gate is originally a sect in the Central Plains, and the Dan Dao of the Wudang Sect is the same, and the Ten Thousand Corpses Gate also believes that taking pills can soar in the daytime, but the Ten Thousand Corpses Gate and the Wudang Sect are a little different, the Wudang Sect advocates the alchemy of the spirit grass crystal, while the people in the Ten Thousand Corpses Gate are based on the art of witchcraft, and most of the pill powders refined are also related to witchcraft. ”

I don't know why he said these words suddenly, or what was going on in his heart. I don't have a good impression of the Ten Thousand Corpses Gate, just look at the domineering nature of this rotting corpse, but Su Qingyao said that the Ten Thousand Corpses Gate also advocates the ascension of the day, I was still a little taken aback, such a sect that sounds very evil, even delusional about the ascension of the day. I said, "Has Senior Su been to the Ten Thousand Corpses Gate?"

Su Qingyao said: "I have never been there, don't look at such a small Jianghu sect, it has been mixed in the Western Regions all the year round, but it is a sect that is difficult to find, even the local people in the Western Regions don't know where the Ten Thousand Corpses Sect is, where can I find it? ”

I said, "But since the Ten Thousand Corpses Sect advocates the way of ascension, why did it refine such a poisonous powder?"

Su Qingyao said: "I don't know about this, maybe the people of the Ten Thousand Corpses Gate want to seek the way to ascend in this way, right?"

I laughed, "It would be a joke if even this method could soar." ”

Su Qingyao smiled and said, "Who said it well?" After he finished speaking, he stopped talking and squeezed forward.

The streets were bustling with people. Not far away, there is a grandstand on the side of the street, on which there is a bewitching woman carrying a big snake walking back and forth, and there are many spectators under the stage, dressed strangely and strangely. The sun was blazing, and it was a little hot on my body, and looking at this group of people, somehow, I felt a chill. Could it be that for an ethereal ascension, people can really refine anything strange and strange?

Shaking my head, I hurriedly followed.

Squeezing through the bustling streets, we walked out of the mud houses of Sand City to the pile of tents on the edge of the desert. It was also unusually noisy, with a constant stream of people with hijabs and maskeds, small tents that could accommodate four or five people, and black and gray canvases spread out in front of the curtains, and many objects were arranged.

We walked along these tents for a short time and came to a beautiful white cloth tent. The curtain of this tent was wide open, and there were nearly 100 bottles and cans on the ground at the door, and a piece of cloth hung at the door of the tent, on which was written a crooked word of medicine.

The stall owner was a young man with a white face and a big hat on his head. As soon as he saw us coming around, he smiled and said, "Two masters, what kind of medicine do you want to buy? I have all the elixirs, powders, and spiritual herbs and elixirs here, all of which are refined by the great wizard himself." ”

Su Qingyao squatted on the ground and looked at the medicine bottles, and said, "We want to buy rotting corpses, do you have them here?"

The stall owner raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Yes, but the price is higher." ”

"Take it out and let the old man see the color. ”

The man replied cheerfully, got up from the ground and ran to the tent behind him, and when he came out, he held a very small porcelain vase in his hand, and he handed it over, and said, "Oh, that's all." ”

Su Qingyao took the porcelain bottle and opened the cork, looked inside with one eye open, closed the cork again for a while, took it in his hand, and said, "Is that all?"

The stall owner said with a smile: "There are a lot of people who have come to buy the carrion recently, if you came to buy it a few days ago, I would have been able to get a jar, and now there is only so little left." ”

I said, "There are also many people who come to buy this carrion?"

The stall owner smiled: "The miasma on the edge of the Death Swamp is about to dissipate, it can only be entered once in ten years, there are rare flowers and plants in it, but there are also a lot of fierce beasts in it, prepare some rotting corpses to scatter into the Death Swamp, it can be regarded as a precaution, and there are naturally many people who come to buy." ”

The carrion in this porcelain bottle is too little, it seems that it is less than one-tenth of the carrion in Su Qingyao's porcelain bottle, Su Qingyao didn't say anything, took out two taels of silver from his arms and handed it to this person.

As soon as we stood up, we heard an angry voice coming from a tent not far away: "If you don't have the ability, don't go into the Swamp of Death, if you want to buy something from me, you have to exchange it, and I won't sell it if you give me more money!"

We turned our heads to look, and saw two middle-aged men walking out of a dilapidated tent in a hurry, and a bearded man scolded and scolded in a very unfluent Da Song language: "What a fucking bastard, I have never seen such a trade, I want fifty taels of silver as collateral, fifty taels I can buy all the things in your tent." ”

The other person spat and said, "The rotting corpses are scattered, there are many here, big brother, let's take a look elsewhere." ”

The two of them stood at the door of the tent and cursed a few times, then turned and walked towards the tent farther away, where there were many pedestrians, perhaps not surprised by such a thing, and did not come to watch, most of them glanced at it and ignored it. Su Qingyao and I glanced at each other and walked towards the tent tacitly.

As soon as I got closer to the tent, I heard the sound of boiling water coming from the tent, and a bitter smell wafting from the tent. The tent was extremely dilapidated, patched, and the whole tent seemed to be pieced together, with many bottles and cans in front of the tent door.

We walked to the door and looked inside, and saw an old man in a black cannon sitting in the middle of it, and on the bonfire set up in front of him hung a black iron pot, which was filled with a green slime-like liquid, and the green liquor was bubbling.

The old man was probably still angry, and when he saw us walking to the door, he suddenly said in a loud voice: "Don't do business, you can leave!"

Su Qingyao didn't care, hugged the man, and said with a smile: "This friend, we are sincere to exchange goods, please make it convenient." ”

I also saluted, and the old man glanced at us, stirred it in the black pot with a stick, and did not pay any attention to us. After a while, he said, "What do you want to exchange?"

Su Qingyao said, "Dare to ask Mr. if he is a wizard?"

This old man looks to be in his seventies, older than Su Qingyao, and Su Qingyao calls him gentleman decently. The old man was stunned and said, "You are also a wizard?"

Su Qingyao said with a smile: "No, my surname is Su, but I just know a little bit about witchcraft, so I can't be considered a real wizard." ”

The old man looked us up and down, his face improved slightly, and said, "You are from Zhongyuan?"

"Exactly. ”

The old man nodded and said, "Come in and sit, the people of the Central Plains are still a bit polite, unlike these barbarians." ”

We walked into the tent and sat down in front of the black pot in the middle, which was not very large, and it was already a little crowded for three people to sit in. On the sand of the tent, there were many bits and pieces, and there were many strange rhino horns and animal teeth hanging from the tent, and even prey equipment such as bows and crossbows and spears. The small tent was full of things. The old man said again, "What do you want to exchange?"

Su Qingyao said: "Like the previous two, I want some rotting corpses to disperse." ”

The old man pinched some red powder and sprinkled it into the black cauldron, and said, "I don't know what you used to exchange with me?"

As soon as the red powder entered the pot, a cloud of red smoke rose from the green waste water in the black pot, accompanied by a somewhat pungent smell. It seems that this old man is refining some kind of pill powder, which is very different from refining in the Dan furnace. It is very convenient to use the Dan furnace to refine the elixir, just add firewood to the bottom of the Dan furnace. In the past, when Master was refining Dan, I saw that there was a firewood burning at the bottom of the Dan furnace, and there was a brazier in the middle of the Dan furnace, and the materials were put into the brazier to melt into a slurry, and the slurry was dried and then condensed into a pill.

The master's alchemy was secretly learned from the Wudang School, but at least there is a Dan furnace, which seems to have a little alchemy doorway. This old man can also refine the elixir with a black cauldron?

Su Qingyao said: "I don't know what items the old gentleman wants to get from here in exchange?"

The old man thought for a moment and said, "I've been refining some Wushan insecticide powder recently, and it would be even better if you had three-legged grass." ”

Su Qingyao's face was surprised, and he said, "Three-legged grass, sir, but you want to refine the Bailing Powder of the Wushan Division?"

The old man said, "You also know the Bailing Powder?"

Su Qingyao said: "I have traveled to Wushan Province in Xia, and I have heard of the name of Bailing Powder, Bailing Powder is a wonderful medicine for mosquito prevention and insect repellency, and the main flavor material required for refining is this three-legged grass. ”

The old man laughed and said, "In this way, you and I are destined, and I have also been to the Wushan Department." ”

Su Qingyao's face showed excitement again, and the two of them talked about each other, completely leaving me aside. They were talking about witchcraft, and I was so bored that I couldn't interject as I looked at the small objects in his tent.

In addition to many ceramic bottles and jars, there are also many crystal bottles containing liquids and powders of different colors. There is a grass bed at the back of the tent, which is messily covered with bedding, and at the end of the grass bed there is a simple bamboo basket, through the gap in the bamboo basket, a black and red snake can be faintly seen inside. In addition to these, there were stacks of books piled up at the other end of the grass bed, most of which were faded and the corners were tattered.

Zhengjue was bored, but he heard the old man laugh and said: "The magic of witchcraft is broad and profound, and we are only looking at a little bit of it, and now the magic of witchcraft is mostly evil, where can it be compared with the past? Lord Zhuoerzamu back then, that is the person who stood at the top of the witchcraft technique." ”

I was looking around, and his words hit me like a thunderbolt in the head, and I stood up sharply and shouted, "Is there really such a person!?"

I shouted so suddenly, Su Qingyao and the old man were startled, and Su Qingyao said strangely: "Gu Xiaoyou, what's wrong?"

For a while, I didn't know how to explain it to him, but I just looked at the old man and said hurriedly: "Zhuo Erzamu, what the predecessor said, is there really such a person here?"

The old man had a strange look on his face and said, "Yes, there is indeed this person, but he died thirty years ago, and this little friend also knows the Great Witch of Zhuoerzamu?"