It was dark, and a figure crouched on top of his mount, staggering through the mountain path. Looking closely, this person was a young man who was no more than sixteen or seventeen years old, his hair was in a disheveled bun, and he was wearing a Taoist robe.

The man was not riding a horse, but a wizened old donkey.

When the sun sets, the sky is red, as if a fire has burned the sky. Suddenly, the golden crow completely fell behind the mountains, and the surroundings suddenly became dark.

Yu Dao lay on the donkey's back, raised his head in a trance, and looked at the direction of the sunset in a daze.

It took him a long time to come back to his senses. Yu Dao stretched out his hand, looked at his already bloodstained palm, and breathed a sigh of relief.

"After escaping all day, I should be out of the crisis. ”

From the moment he left the city, he rode on the old donkey and kept running away, except for what was necessary. It was also thanks to the old donkey's extraordinary endurance that he ran with him for a whole day.

Yu Dao lowered his head and found that the old donkey's ears were already weakly drooping, it was panting, and its small steps were trembling, but it still kept running forward.

Yu Dao sighed, he reached out and stroked the old donkey's ear, and said, "You old donkey, you can be regarded as saving half my life, but you can no longer be regarded as a beast." ”

"It's time to give you a name today. Yu Dao thought in his heart, and suddenly saw a small stream flowing down from the mountain, and he said to the old donkey:

"From this day on, your name is a donkey and you have water, and if you are fortunate enough to take on human form in the coming day, you will be called Lu Deshui. ”

The old donkey felt that his master was touching his ears, and he slowed down his pace and looked back at his master.

"Huh. It was still an ugly cry, and the old donkey stuck out his tongue to lick the rest of the way.

At this time, Yu Dao looked at it and clearly found that its big round eyes were full of bloodshots.

It's overcast, and it won't be long before it gets dark. Yu Dao got down from the donkey, and he led the old donkey and walked towards a black spot in the distance.

"Click!"

A dead branch is trampled off, and the ruined mountain temple welcomes new guests. Yu Dao led his old donkey and slowly walked towards the mountain temple.

When he walked to the mountain temple, he found that there was a fire burning inside. But he didn't care, and continued to lead the old donkey to the temple.

There is a fire in the temple, and three men are surrounding the fire, and they are making a fire. They heard voices and looked over to Yu Dao.

When they saw that Yu Dao was single and leading a donkey, the three of them glanced at each other.

At this time, one of them said, "Daoist, how can you bring the beast in and not see us inside?"

Yu Dao is picking up the debris of dead branches and tidying up the resting place. He heard the man's words, looked up at the other man, and ignored them.

The atmosphere inside the mountain temple cooled down, and a person suddenly stood up by the fire, this person had a dark face, dressed in a coarse cloth short brown, dressed as a mountain man, he held a sickle, and scolded: "Ha'er, what do you say!"

As he spoke, he wanted to go to Yudao. But the man who spoke just now stretched out his hand to stop him and said, "Daoist, if you make my three brothers unhappy, it is better to compensate us for the donkey in your hand, which is considered an understanding." ”

When Yu Dao heard this, he finally stopped what he was doing. He looked up at the three of them, patted his sleeve, and said, "Really?"

The three men at the fire looked at each other, and the one in the middle said, "Seriously." ”

Yu Dao looked at the three of them, took a breath of silence, and said, "Good." He patted the gourd on his waist lightly, and a black light suddenly erupted and appeared in front of him.

When the three men saw this scene, they were all shocked and shouted, "Demon!"

The man with the scythe was about to rush towards him, but with a clatter, he was immediately swallowed into the gourd, and there was no more sound.

Another man also took out an axe from behind his back, and when he saw this, his face was so frightened that the axe in his hand snapped and fell to the ground. But before he could speak, the black mang was another roll, swallowing him into the gourd.

Only the man in the middle was left, his body went limp, and he shouted: "Spare ...... life" but before he finished speaking, he was also swallowed into the gourd.

This back and forth, but only a breath of time, the Taoist priest was suddenly left alone in the mountain temple.

Yu Dao saw that the three of them disappeared, and the expression on his face did not change at all. He looked at the leaky roof of the mountain temple and said to himself, "Don't touch it, don't touch it." If you don't have the strength, you don't even think about it. ”

"Otherwise, you will die, and you will be to blame. ”

This is a strange statement, as if it was not said to those three people.

Yu Dao looked at the fire at this time, and said, "By the way, it is called the donkey to get water." ”

After saying that, Yu Dao walked to the fire, kicked away the blade, and sat down cross-legged. The donkey followed him with water, leaning against the pillar and squinting.

Yu Dao meditated cross-legged and did not open his eyes until a full three quarters of an hour. When he opened his eyes, he exhaled, his expression lightened.

From last night until now, his nerves have been tense, and he can't relax for a moment. Moreover, his mana was exhausted, and his body was extremely tired.

During the day, they were basically fleeing, and Yu Dao didn't get the slightest respite. The action of swallowing the three of them just now had already consumed the last trace of his mana. This is also the reason why he had to swallow three times to solve the three of them.

Even when he meditated and rested, he kept his heart and pinched his fingers, for fear that another enemy would pop up.

In the past three quarters of an hour, less than a quarter of the mana in his body had recovered.

"But it's enough, wait until it's safe. ”

In the barren mountains and mountains here, not to mention the three thieves who were swallowed by the gourd just now, I am afraid that there are also jackals, tigers and leopards hidden around. He didn't want to escape from Jinguan City, so he was buried in the belly of the beast.

It was quiet all around, and Yu Dao saw that the donkey was squinting and napping, and he didn't disturb it. Just take out the food from the yin swallowing gourd, put it aside with the water, and wait for it to wake up and eat it by itself.

Looking at the fire, Yu Dao went through the experience of the past three days in his mind. Silent, he slapped the gourd and released a few items.

Now is the time to sum up the harvest.

One of the objects fell to the ground with a crisp sound, and it was a coin-shaped thing, a charm.

Yu Dao picked up the talisman and said secretly: "What happened to the Flower Drum Tower is really bizarre, until now I think about it, I still have a chill down my spine." ”

The reason why I was able to leave without danger was also thanks to the poem "Jin Se".

He put down his precious money and picked up another thing. It was a two-arm-long sword, and the scabbard and hilt were tightly wrapped in linen, so that no clues were revealed.

Yu Dao grasped the hilt of the sword, and then gently pulled out the sword.

Zheng!

A cold roar suddenly sounded in the mountain temple, which made people feel frightened. At the same time, the blood was everywhere, reflecting the red of the temple. This sword weapon is the magic weapon that his senior brother painstakingly refined, the Blood Burning Ghost Sword, but now it belongs to him.

Yu Dao pulled out the long sword and held it in his hand, he felt the faint desire of the sword weapon to devour the mana, so he entered a little mana and smashed the mark into the sword weapon.

The original owner of the sword weapon was dead, and it was very easy to enter the seal, which only consumed a few traces of his mana.

However, Yu Dao was worried that the mana in his body was insufficient, so he didn't dare to test its power, so he had to say in his heart: "Find an opportunity to test it later." ”

Then Yu Dao rummaged through the miscellaneous items for a long time, but he couldn't find another useful thing.

"This fearful experience resulted in a magic weapon and a piece of money. Estimating the value of these two things, Yu Dao said in his heart: "No loss!"

But in an instant, he narrowed his eyes again and said secretly: "But it's not worth it." ”

If it weren't for being controlled by people, Yu Dao would never have messed around in the city, so much so that he offended Qingyang Palace and attracted the attention of a big demon.

Fortunately, seeking wealth and danger, Yu Dao remembered that he had escaped from the control of the black-faced Daoist, and his heart was relieved for a while.

Breaking away from the black-faced Taoist is exactly what he has been striving for in the past year, but now he has achieved it.

"Not only did I get rid of it, but I also got a recipe for immortality. Thinking of the "Taiyin Rectification Law" in his mind, Yu Dao's eyes were gloomy for a while.

Looking at the fire, Yu Dao summed up in his heart: "This harvest is very expensive. ”

But there was no obvious joy on his face, and he caressed his abdomen, Yu Dao would not forget that there was still a great enemy hidden in his abdomen......