It's a very remote valley.

In the middle of the valley sit a dozen or so straw huts. After breakfast, some bare-chested and barebacked men were busy around the deep well. There was a wheel on the deep well, and it was shaken vigorously by a man with muscles knotted, and after a "squeak" sound lasted for a long time, there were several shouts, and a basket was pulled out under the wellhead, which was filled with salt grains as white as jade.

The basket was hooked off, and the two men worked together to carry it under the straw hut not far away.

"This basket of salt is full of weight, it seems that the leopard is not lazy down there! hehe!" The one who spoke was an old man, who had more clothes on his body than the others, and seemed to be a steward.

"Haha! The leopard is not afraid that Uncle Wu, you will not give him food!" a sturdy man in his twenties and thirties joked on the side. The latter smiled, sat down against a stone, and said gently, "I am not trying to frighten him, but to save him all his strength!"

Not long after, a long shout came faintly from the well: "——!"

"Boom! The leopard is really working hard today!" a man put down the water bowl in his hand, wiped the sweat from his head, strode forward, grabbed his rocker arm and shook it vigorously.

With a "squeak" sound, the taut rope twisted and turned. I don't know if the salt in the basket was too heavy, or because of other reasons, the man's neck was bruised, and his hands became strained. He hurriedly shouted at his companions, "Don't hold on, take a hand!"

The two men on the side didn't dare to slack off, strode over, and before they touched the rocker arm of the wheel, they only heard a crisp sound of "rattle" in their ears, and the man who was shaking the wheel lost his hand, and one stumbled, and "poof" grabbed the ground. The straight well rope suddenly became soft.

"Oh no!" the two men exclaimed, stunned on the spot. Wu Bohuo, who was not far away, got up, and his face had changed greatly. He pointed to the well, the corners of his mouth trembling, not knowing what to do!

A few more men noticed the movement and hurriedly ran over. Someone shouted, "The well rope is broken! There are still people down there!"

It was just a moment of respite, and everyone at the well heard a muffled sound coming from the ground, and there was a faint cry. Wu Bo only felt that his legs and feet were weak, and said in his heart, this is over! I am afraid that the basket full of salt grains will not weigh 200 catties, and if he smashes someone, will he still be alive! When he saw that everyone was looking at him, he couldn't help but force himself to calm down and shouted: "Quick! What are you doing? Find a rope to hang people down!"

The two quicker men answered and ran away. The man who fell to the ground had a hole in his mouth and was helped to get up. He spat with blood in his mouth, and shouted with some lost soul: "The leopard is finished! The leopard is finished! How can his wife live alone?"

"You shit, you can't say something nice!" Wu Bo was anxious and angry, and scolded with his feet.

"People are just hurt! Life is fine!" An unfamiliar voice suddenly sounded, causing Wu Bo and the others to turn their heads and see a gray-robed young man coming over, with a wine gourd and a jade plaque hanging from his waist.

"How does this little brother know about the underground situation? Could it be that you are ......?" Uncle Wu is also well-informed, and he can see the extraordinary things of the person at a glance.

"This uncle guessed right, I'm just a monk passing through here. I wonder what you're doing here?" the visitor asked, curiously.

After hearing this, everyone was moved. Uncle Wu hurriedly stepped forward and said, "It turns out that the immortal chief has arrived!" These two salt wells are owned by my salt company, who expected that the well rope would break, and I was afraid that it would hurt the lives of the people in the well, so I panicked. ”

This place is deserted, not too far from the Guiling Valley and some families, and it is where the monks haunt. The people in the mountain villages and towns are no strangers to these immortals who have gone to heaven and earth. A young man suddenly appeared in the deep mountains, and he could see the depths of the underground at a glance, what is this not an immortal!

"Hehe! My surname is Lin, and I am not an immortal. You don't have to be formal!" He was afraid that the man in black last night would not let him go, and he didn't dare to sacrifice the blue cloud veil, so when he saw that there was smoke rising here, he came to take a look, so as to ask what kind of place this was. It's just that I didn't expect this to be where the salt well is, and one person was injured by carrying a basket.

Since he knew that this place was under the jurisdiction of Wuniu Town, according to the map in his hand, even if he walked on his feet, Lin Yi thought that he would not get lost. He saw that these people were hurriedly tying ropes to the wheels, and that Wu Bo had something in his heart, but he was afraid that he would neglect himself, so he was anxious, so he said: "Since this matter has been encountered by me, you should help, you wait and get out of the way!"

There were twenty or so salt workers, and the rest of the dozen or so people, except for those who cooked and dug for salt in the ground, gathered around. Hearing that Lin Yiyuan was willing to help, they all showed excited expressions.

"Get out of the way!" ask the immortal chief to cast a spell!" someone with good deeds beckoned, and everyone gave way to the place by the well.

"There are two salt wells here, the deepest here, no less than 20 zhang. The idlers didn't dare to go down, so there was only one person digging salt in the well...... "Uncle Wu led Lin Yi to the well, and didn't forget to say something about the situation under the salt well.

Lin Yi didn't say much, nodded at Uncle Wu, and signaled that the other party didn't have to worry too much. He glanced at the well, which was more than three feet wide, and then stepped forward with his feet raised, and his body fell gently.

When Wu Bo and the others saw that this young monk was so calm, they couldn't help but praise him. And Lin Yi didn't take the reaction of these people to heart at all, he followed the wall of the well and soon arrived at the bottom of the well.

The salt well more than 20 zhang deep is not deep for Lin Yi, and after coming to the bottom of the well, he used his full eyesight, and saw a sturdy man lying to the ground next to a broken basket below, half of his body covered by salt grains, and he was ** himself. Behind him was a cave more than a dozen feet in size, white and an oil lamp hanging from the excavated salt pile.

"Who are you? to save me?" the man, nicknamed Leopard, was twenty or thirty years old, with a body of tendons and meat, thick eyebrows and big eyes. Seeing Lin Yi fall down like this, he was not frightened, but wanted to struggle to sit up. But his feet were smashed by the basket, and he grinned in pain, and he couldn't help cursing the people above.

Lin Yi stepped forward and grabbed the leopard's arm and chuckled: "Don't be impatient, this big brother! You just smashed your foot bone, and you will be fine after three or two months." Come up with me!"

"If I hadn't dodged in time, I wouldn't have been stoned to death!" the leopard scolded angrily. Seeing that the other party was moving the salt pile with a flick of his hand, he hurriedly praised in a rough voice: "Brother, good means!"

Lin Yi smiled, grabbed the leopard's arm and said, "Big brother, I'll send you up." As he spoke, without waiting for him to say more, he dragged him upward. Due to the narrowness of the wellhead, after Lin Yi ran to a height of five or six zhang, he grabbed the wall of the well with one hand and paused, and saw that the leopard being carried was looking at him with wide eyes, his face was full of surprise, but he did not panic.

This man is a bold man! Lin grabbed his fingers into the rock on the wall of the well like a steel claw, and after his arm was strong, his body continued to jump up more than ten feet, and then he jumped out of the well. It's just that in an instant, everything on the ground makes his heart sink.

There was no imaginary joy, not even the movement of speech. In the valley, the dozen or so men stood stunned as if they had lost their souls, revealing indescribable weirdness. What was even more surprising was that there was an extra young man dressed in purple, staring at Lin Yi with a smug face.

Seeing that the leopard was unclear, he wanted to speak, but after Lin Yi casually sealed the sleeping hole, he gently put it on the ground.

"Haha! You're also interesting!" the other party's tone was not without ridicule!

Lin Yi slowly straightened up and frowned slightly. He saw that Wu Bo and the others were all sealed by spiritual power, and they had no worries about their lives. The person in front of him was Zheng Yuan, how could he come here so coincidentally? This matter will not be so simple!

"Senior Zheng is not here for these ordinary people, right?" Lin Yi did not give a salute, and there was no respect in his words. Sure enough, the other party didn't think it was wrong, but showed a sneer, snorted and said, "Zheng is naturally here for you Lin Yi!"

"Oh! I think I have no grievances with my predecessors, but I don't know what the seniors have to teach you?" Lin raised his eyebrows and asked rhetorically.

Zheng Yuan's eyes widened, and he stepped forward and said coldly: "No injustice and no hatred? You are from a big business? Have you been to Huzhu Island? Have you killed many of my Zheng family disciples? Do you dare to deny it?"

Huzhu Island?Lin shrank his pupils at his eyes, and the Xuantian shield came out through his body to block in front of him. I see! How could he forget Huzhu Island, which caused Bian Zhenduo, Li Caiyi, and Zhen Yuanzi to die? Then he suddenly said: "You are from the Zheng family?"

"Hmph! You monk from overseas dare to make a big fuss on Huzhu Island, kill several of my Zheng family children in a row, and still escape in the pursuit of my father! It is also unpleasant to fall into my hands today! I don't know what else you have to say before you die!"

After Zheng Yuan finished speaking, as if he had the chance to win, he casually offered a flying sword and looked at Lin Yi coldly.