Mo Chen smiled bitterly at Demon Yuan'er, obviously he thought so too.

However, people can't look good, and the two of them are fine at the moment, so it's better to follow Chongqi to find out, anyway, with Demon Yuan'er's cultivation and Mo Chen's hole cards, even if there is any danger, the two of them can escape safely.

"Chongqi, I've seen Shaoxia, what is this girl called?" Chongqi trotted over, looking weak, but he raised his hand, nodded and bent over, and these etiquettes were very thoughtful.

"Just call me Demon Girl, listen to Mo Chen, you can find the alchemist, I happen to want to meet the alchemist too, so I came with Mo Chen, it won't be inconvenient, right?"

"No, no. Chongqi looked sincerely frightened, he could see that Demon Yuan'er's cultivation was not paying attention, and he would make her unhappy and lose his life.

Seeing this, Demon Yuan'er nodded, and together with Mo Chen, under Chongqi's arrangement, got into another carriage and walked towards the top of the mountain in the distance.

The sky was getting brighter, the clouds were thick, and the daylight was extremely overcast.

After leaving the city for more than half an hour, the carriage ran along the black and yellow dirt road, and abandoned stone pits appeared on the side of the road from time to time.

The stone pits are like potholes that have been blown open by a huge force, one in the east and one in the west, one after another.

The large ones are more than ten zhang wide, and the small ones are several zhang wide.

Mo Chen squinted at the scenery outside the car window, his face a little gloomy.

"How can there be so many potholes here?" he sniffled, and there was a faint smell of rancid smell in the wind, as if it was the stench of some meat wafting from it after it had gone bad.

"Huimo Shaoxia, this used to be a place where stone houses were built and quarried along the mountain city, but later, I don't know why, I abandoned this place, leaving so many large and small stone pits. Shigechi replied.

The place in the car was not spacious, and Mo Chen and Youyuan'er sat right opposite each other, so he didn't insist on squeezing in, but chose to sit outside the car, next to the groom. Hearing Mochen's inquiry, he also turned his head to look at the pothole that passed outside.

Mo Chen nodded and replied, "Understood." ”

"How far is that from the village we're going to?" he continued.

"There's still about half the way. Chongqi immediately replied.

"That's not a rush. Call us when it's time. Mochen said casually.

"Okay. Chongqi answered, and leaned in front of the car, paying attention to the path outside.

Soon, the carriage ran through the pit area, and immediately entered a hilly area full of exotic flowers and plants.

Compared with the stone pit, the meadows and hills here are much more vivid and vibrant than the front.

The convoy went all the way on, over the hills, and it was almost noon when they saw that on the mountainside in front of them was the village area that Shigeshichi had spoken.

Mochen poked his head out of the lathe and looked ahead, and found that the village was not large, and after calculation, there were about fifteen or sixteen small wooden houses, and the rest of the place was rice fields where Lingmi was grown.

Outside the rice paddies, it is as if the villagers have built a low fence that encloses the entire area, forming a miniature village.

Their destination was to the village.

The sound of turning one after another, Mo Chen sat by the car window, continued to breathe for a while, and was suddenly woken up by Demon Yuan'er.

"I've entered this Zhuangzi, and I'm about to reach my destination. ”

Mochen opened his eyes and turned his head to look out the window.

The sky was overcast, and it was raining lightly, which made the whole environment even more oppressive.

Now the car is slowly walking towards a Zhuangzi surrounded by a high wall.

The gray walls of Zhuangzi are mottled and somewhat dilapidated. There didn't seem to be many people around, and it seemed cold and quiet.

This Zhuangzi is far smaller than Mochen estimated, and now the car has to walk into this Zhuangzi, looking for a place to tie the horse, and also find a place to feed the horse some herbs, it is estimated that it will waste a lot of time.

As the carriage walked forward, Mo Chen looked carefully at the Zhuangzi in front of him, and there was a quiet silence inside the high wall, and it seemed that there were no people at all.

"Does the alchemist really reside in this Zhuangzi?" After seeing the appearance of this Zhuangzi, Mo Chen couldn't help but doubt the authenticity of the information provided by Chongqi.

"Yes, Shaoxia, it's true. Outside the car, Chongqi's voice came from the sworn voice: "Alchemists are often very withdrawn, they only have the blazing Dan Fire in their eyes, and they don't care what the place they live in."

As long as it's quiet enough and no one disturbs you.

In addition, Shaoxia, don't look at the steep terrain here, in fact, it is a gathering of six or five phases, and the dark world can improve the blazing characteristics of the Danhuo, so the alchemist has lived here for a long time. ”

Mo Chen narrowed his eyes, and was stunned by what he said, he had also heard of the technique of terrain feng shui, but it was a Dao gate that needed to be practiced in the formation rune seal, so he didn't care much, but he didn't expect that this heavy seven would understand a little.

Soon, the car passed the gate of Zhuangzi and came to the gate of a dilapidated courtyard.

This was supposed to be a closed red lacquer door, but it seems that it is not closed tightly, and there is still a crack.

"Wuguanzhuang?" Mo Chen saw the crumbling plaque hanging on the red lacquered gate, which seemed to be engraved with the name of the compound.

He glanced through the crack in the door and could see part of the scenery inside the Zhuangzi through the crack.

The dilapidated courtyard, the dry garden flowers, the ground covered with fallen leaves, the bare branches, and the trunk of the whole tree were also so dry that it seemed to be about to break in half in the next moment.

The Zhuangzi was empty and deserted.

"This Wuguanzhuang, so dilapidated, would the alchemist really live in such a place?" Mo Chen couldn't help but ask softly, in fact, even the demon Yuan'er beside him had some doubts in his heart.

After all, alchemists are extremely scarce, and every identity is extremely noble, and they are offered by various family sects.

And more importantly, those who have become famous alchemists, they will not be short of money.

Because behind every pill, it brings huge profits.

But now, how can this alchemist look like the kind of master who is not short of money? Obviously, he is more like those mortals who are so poor that they can't even afford to eat.

"This alchemist has a Dao name, a Taoist with five senses, and is the owner of the village here.

In the past, there were other people living here, but they were the sisters, wives and children of the Taoist of the five senses, and a poor scholar sponsored by him.

But Shaoxia, you also know that during the cultivation, because of the relationship between cultivation, it is common for white-haired people to send black-haired people.

And the wives and children and sisters of these Taoist people are not very good, and they are not even ordinary, so they have been feathered in the past few years. Chongqi replied in a low voice, for fear of being heard by the Taoist people in Zhuangzi.

"Then this Taoist with five senses is really Yaxing. Mochen looked carefully through the crack in the door. As the carriage continued to move, he gradually saw the inner courtyard of Zhuangzi from different angles.

A few gray dead trees, windows full of white ash, white lanterns swaying in the wind, scratched pillars of houses.

And also...... In the courtyard, a scholar stood.

With a cloak and bloodshot eyes, he stared straight at the gray-clothed scholar who was passing by the carriage.