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In addition to cultivating internal strength, I would take the Shadow Chasing Sword to a few nearby mountains every day to practice the sword. The Shadow Chasing Sword is different from ordinary long swords, and when it dances, it is always accompanied by bursts of sword sounds, and it looks like an inconspicuous blade, but it is actually extremely sharp. Because the shadow sword was longer than the iron sword I used to use, I was very awkward to use it at first, and some of the sword moves and basic movements were very stiff, and some of the movements had to be omitted, but after a few days, I gradually became more and more proficient. Although it is not as smooth as before, it has a bit more upright momentum.

In the evening of this day, I came back from the mountains, covered in sweat. After taking a shower in my room, I sat down on a stone bench in the courtyard and played with the wooden box in my hand.

It was still early, and it was dusk. There are not many guests in the inn, and the small courtyard is quite quiet.

This wooden box was given by the woman in black when I was in Yinquan Temple, and I have always kept it on my body, and I have never taken the brown pills inside.

Is the Demon Cult really more cunning than the decent?

I don't think so. After coming into contact with the woman in black from Yinquan Temple, I changed my opinion of the people of the Demon Cult, and even in my opinion, they are much more upright than some decent people. And that Zhao Chuanshu, although he was not wrong in exposing me, but his good intentions on the Qifu Inn and Moon Lake Mountain made me frightened, and if I wanted to say cunning words, he was the only one.

Or maybe I'm a little extreme, probably in Zhao Chuanshu's heart, it's not cunning to deal with people like me.

At this time, the innkeeper came over and said with a smile when he saw me: "Brother Gu, why are you sitting here alone, why don't you go to the street to see the excitement?"

I laughed and said, "What's there to see on the street?"

The innkeeper has a good relationship with me these days, he has a simple temperament, and always talks and laughs when he sees me.

He smiled and said, "There are a few people who sell medicine in the town, and the round pills they sell are extremely magical, and they can cure people's diseases on the spot." The shopkeeper Wang on the opposite street had been suffering from ear disease for many years, and when he took the pill, he could immediately hear the sound. ”

Although I have not been here for a long time, I have often known such people when I have chatted with the innkeepers, and this shopkeeper Wang is the shopkeeper of the cloth shop across the street, who has been deaf in both ears for seven or eight years, and the shop is now all run by his wife.

I laughed and said, "Can you hear it right away?"

He smiled and said, "You can hear it immediately!" Many people have seen it with their own eyes, and now the streets are full of people, all begging for pills, if you don't believe it, you can go and see it." ”

Hearing him say this, it seemed that the few people from outside really seemed to have some kind of panacea in their hands, so I became interested, put away the wooden box in my hand and walked out.

There were not many pedestrians on the street, and the street was originally not big, but the corner across the street was already full of people at this time. I walked in some and looked over there.

There was a field opened, five people were dressed in blue robes, dressed like a person, and three young people were walking back and forth in the field, holding a yellow pill high in their hands, and shouting in their mouths, "The magic medicine of the Western Regions, the medicine will cure the disease, and it only costs ten taels of silver."

In the middle of the field, a long table was set up, on which were placed bottles and cans, and a big man with a meaty face sat in it. He closed his eyes and shook his head, and there were words in his mouth, and he didn't know what he was reading, and his voice was sometimes long and sometimes short, and it was quick and slow. After reading for a long time, he suddenly widened his eyes, drank "now" in his mouth, stood up, grabbed his right wrist with his left hand, and suddenly pointed to a small bottle on the table. It was strange to say that the small bottle was pointed at by him and there was a trace of mist coming out of the mouth of the bottle.

The big man sat down with his eyes closed again, and his mouth began to mumble.

Beside the big man stood a middle-aged woman, short and tall, with a face smeared with powder, and her eyes were very open. At this time, she took the steaming bottle to an old woman, and said loudly: "Old woman, if you give the pill in this bottle to the dying man of your family, he will live for three more years." ”

I was stunned, shook my head and smiled bitterly. Eating one grain can live for three more years, and eating ten grains will not have a lifespan of 30 years! The Wudang faction is orthodox in the Central Plains, not comparable to those in the Western Regions, and the Wudang faction has a long history in the pursuit of the way of immortality.

It is really unthinkable that these people have deceived to such an extent.

The old woman, as if she had found a treasure, paid some pieces of silver, and jolted out of the crowd with joy.

I didn't want to look any further, so I went back to the inn for dinner, and I went back to my room and began to vomit.

......

I don't know how long later, just as I was concentrating on the cyclone in my body, I heard fragmentary words in my ears.

I frowned and slowly opened my eyes, and although the room was dark at this point, I looked towards the next room, where the voice was coming from.

There are only three low-class rooms in the inn, and they are all connected, except for the one I live in now, the other two rooms are rarely visited, and only one passer-by has stayed in a month and a half. It's supposed to be late at night, who will stay at this time?

I was a little upset by their noise, but the sound insulation in the lower rooms was very poor, and the more I didn't want to listen, the more their conversations drilled into my ears.

At this time, a woman's voice came over in a small and clear voice: "Big brother, the corpse poison has run out, should we ......?"

I sat up from the bed, and she didn't say anything further, but I heard the previous sentence "corpse poison scattered" clearly.

Listening closely, a man's voice sounded in a low voice: "There are many graves on the nearby mountains, I will bring the guys later, let's go to refine a few corpses, are you still afraid of the lack of corpse poison?"

There were a few laughs in the room, and another voice said: "It's still the eldest brother, I want to come here to make a fortune, and now it seems that I really came to the right place." ”

"That's, how can I say that the eldest brother was also a disciple of the Wudang Sect. ”

"Yes. ”

"Okay, don't talk about it, get ready, let's go out. ”

Not long after they finished speaking, the door next door was opened, and after a sound of footsteps, the door was closed again, followed by the sound of the wind stirring their clothes, and then there was silence outside.

I pondered for a moment, got dressed, picked up my wind chaser and left the room, and when I climbed over the wall, several dark shadows in the distance were running towards the mountain.

I shook my wind chasing sword and hurriedly followed.

The moon wasn't very bright tonight, and their figures looked a little weird and mysterious in the blurred black in the distance, but they weren't very fast, and I just needed a little bit of breath to catch up with them.

After crossing the two hills, their speed was no longer so fast, and they walked for a while and stopped for a while, and from time to time they scattered and walked for a while and gathered together again. I can't help but wonder a little, didn't I say that I had to dig a grave, how could I run so far? Most of the people at the foot of the mountain were buried on the mountain after they died, and they were usually buried on the neighboring mountain, and very few were buried on the far mountain, but now that they have turned over two mountains, the grave is basically gone, and they are still looking for it.

Turning another hill, they scattered again, as before, in search of graves, and this time they seemed to have found the grave they were looking for.

I cautiously touched it, half-crouched beside a raised rock, and looked out at the grass.

Above the two low mountains, the crescent moon is like a hook, and two long gray clouds are slowly drifting by. Under the crescent moon, on the side of a low mountain, the five black shadows were waving their hoes in front of a grave, constantly digging the grave. The sound of the iron tools in their hands inserting into the mud and rocks seemed so loud in the quiet mountains.

I couldn't help but shudder, and suddenly I felt a chill on my back.

The black shadows dug for nearly a pillar of incense before stopping, and at this time, a black shadow suddenly lowered its body and stretched out its hand as if it had grabbed something.

Immediately after, two more black shadows crouched down at the same time, as if they were grasping something. The next moment, three black shadows jerked back, and a corpse was pulled out of the tomb by them.

A laugh was heard in the distance, and the five did not stop, three of them grabbed the corpse that had just been pulled out of the grave, and ran together towards the woods between the two low mountains.

It was only then that I could smell the foul rancid stench floating in the air. Pinching my nose, I followed again.

Soon after the five of them entered the woods, a fire was made in the depths of the woods, and I slowly drew closer, and by the light of the fire I could see the five figures and a corpse beside the fire.

The five figures were the four men and one woman who were selling pills across the street during the day, but instead of a cyan robe, they were wearing clothes made of animal skins, and at first glance they looked like uncivilized barbarians. Lying on the ground was a female corpse, wearing a dark suit, and the flesh on her face had just begun to decay, and it should have been buried not long ago.

At this time, the big man with a meaty face unloaded a wooden box from behind his back and took out three incense sticks from the wooden box. The big man lit three sticks of incense and raised the incense above his head, bowed to the sky, then to the ground, and finally to the female corpse, and then planted the three sticks of incense in a place closer to the fire.

I couldn't help but be surprised, didn't they steal the corpse just to refine the corpse poison?

As if to respond to my heart, a thin-mouthed and thin-eyed young man smiled at this time: "Brother Gao, you can directly refine this corpse, what are you doing with that effort?"

The big man, known as Big Brother Gao, had a fire on his face, and he smiled: "It's better to be careful." Quickly put the pot up, and we'll do it. ”

The young man said "yes" and began to work around the fire with two other young men.

At this time, the tall boss with a meaty face came to the female corpse and said, "Second sister, take the carrion corpse and scatter it." ”

The short woman answered, took out a white porcelain vase from her bosom and handed it to the tall boss, and at the same time untied the clothes on the female corpse, revealing the white chest of the female corpse.

I couldn't help but wonder, but I saw Boss Gao open the porcelain bottle and pour some black powder into the chest of the female corpse.

Suddenly, a gloomy green firework jumped on the woman's chest, and at the same time there was a fiery sound of burning her eyebrows.

I was so startled that I almost screamed.

The gloomy green flame jumped a few times, and suddenly it was so loud that it spread all over the female corpse in an instant, and I smelled a fishy scorching smell.

Boss Gao and the woman took a step back at the same time, Boss Gao tightened the cork and said with a smile: "This rotting corpse is extremely domineering, as long as it touches the skin with a little bit, water can't extinguish it, you should be careful when you use it in the future." ”

The woman smiled and said, "Is this also brought out by Big Brother Gao from the Wudang Sect?"

Gao Lao Dao: "It's not, I bought it from the Ten Thousand Corpses Gate at a high price, and it took me a lot of effort." ”

I couldn't help frowning, listening to the name of this "Ten Thousand Corpses Gate" doesn't look like a famous and decent sect, it should be a small sect in the Demon Sect, just like the Iron Sword Sect in the decent sect, it is inconspicuous in the rivers and lakes. Just because you haven't seen it doesn't mean you don't exist.

For some reason, I suddenly remembered Lin Nan's words.

The short woman said, "Thanks to Brother Gao's rotting corpse, otherwise we wouldn't have made so much money." ”

The three young men next to the bonfire had already set up the iron pot, and one of them said with a smile: "If the refining is good this time, you may be able to earn more silver." ”