Chapter 573: There's a Well

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Zhao Zheng only glanced at it, and his heart fluttered.

That figure is the ram Purple Flower, after all, the Purple Flower Girl still remembers me in her heart, and when everyone forgets herself, only the Purple Flower Girl still remembers herself.

At that moment, Zhao Zheng was very moved.

I saw the Purple Flower Girl coming, carrying a wooden bucket in her hand.

That scene, it was exactly like the scene of living at home, sitting cross-legged on the warm clay kang, Zihua carrying a bucket of water, doing endless housework.

Thinking of water, Zhao Zheng suddenly thought again, what is he carrying water for, do you know that I have to drink water after eating pickles, but I don't need so much.

He was wandering and guessing, the ram Zihua had walked into his side, lifting the wooden barrel one by one, Zhao Zheng immediately felt cold, a bucket of water poured on his body, the barrel was really water.

Zhao Zheng felt cold, but more confused.

Why do you want to treat yourself like this?

Ram Zihua looked at Zhao Zheng suddenly turned into a water chicken, and laughed, and said with a smile: "Medicinal herbs, this is good for you, otherwise you will burn yourself if you sleep at night and catch fire." ā€

She finished and stepped back into laughter.

Zhao Zheng felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, but at the same time, he was diluted by the laughter, and the discomfort at this time was not so uncomfortable, although he was very wet and a little cold, but the smile of the ram purple flower was actually imprinted on his heart, and he even thought a little stupidly: She is really beautiful when she laughs.

The night, going on like this, Zhao Zheng was hot and cold, suddenly laughed, suddenly bitter, and slowly fell asleep with a bitter face.

He opened his eyes, but saw that it was still dark, and the sound of the river in his ears rumbled, as if the sound of the river had become louder in the quiet night.

His body remained in the same sitting position, unchanged.

At this moment, he raised his eyes slightly, and suddenly saw a person standing on the deck in front of him, with his clothes fluttering lightly, with his back to him, and he didn't know how long he had been standing, but he felt that he had been standing for a long time.

Zhao Zheng also suddenly felt that the back was a little familiar, like himself, and he suddenly realized: The stones are like this.

That's right, it's the Stones.

At this moment, a long sigh came out of the mouth of Shi Zhiru.

That sigh was full of disappointment, disappointment beyond measure.

Zhao Zheng listened to this sigh of disappointment, and at the same time felt ashamed, what he did today was indeed a little disappointed even to himself.

For a long time, Shi Zhiru didn't speak, just sighed.

The appearance of the stone was so that Zhao Zheng was suddenly a little ashamed, as if he saw the stone of the forest, his shame became even more serious, he didn't speak, lowered his head, and wrapped his head in the quilt, just wanting the stone to disappear as soon as possible.

It was an awkward silence.

"You are a person who wants to achieve great things, you should respect yourself, and you must not be so self-despying. ā€

Finally, in the silence, the sound of the stone suddenly sounded, shattering the silence completely.

"I'm self-conscious, I don't. Zhao Zheng felt aggrieved, he wanted to argue, but for some reason, he suddenly lost his courage, and deep in his heart, it seemed that the words of the stone resonated with his soul.

He didn't say anything, Shi Zhiru didn't seem to have anything to say, and after waiting for a while, Zhao Zheng suddenly remembered what happened to the Bull Demon King, and wanted to tell Shi Zhifenru if he could help him find out the news.

But he hesitated, but still didn't say it, he knew that he would definitely be rejected by Shi Zhiru if he said it, and maybe he would sarcastically mock himself.

The figure of the stone continued to float in front of him, and the voice came faintly again,

"In this battle, you can only succeed and not fail, because you can't afford to lose, you have to force yourself to succeed, you know?"

Zhao Zheng thought that what Shi Zhifenru said might be about the shrimp sister, and nodded subconsciously.

I don't know if Shi Zhiru saw him nodding, but I heard Shi Zhiru continue: "Because of this trip, you are not for yourself, nor for me, but-" He paused, and said word by word: "It's for all your relatives who died in Fushou Mountain." Do you understand?"

As soon as this sentence was spoken, Zhao Zheng's whole body was like an electric shock, and he was stunned.

Not for yourself, not for the sake of the stones, but for all the dead relatives in Fushou Mountain.

This responsibility is great, and the courage on the shoulders is heavy.

It's already about responsibility.

Invisibly, Zhao Zheng seemed to increase his responsibility, he felt that there was unbearable pressure pressing on him, but at the same time he struggled to bear it.

His heart was suddenly shocked.

He still had nothing to say.

But the voice of the stone floated over again, "You should remember it." ā€

The voice was neither a reproach nor a command, but an elusive softness.

"Remember. ā€

After saying this, the figure of the stone disappeared.

"Remember. ā€

Zhao Zheng also said to himself, and then, he raised his head and looked up at the starry sky, the night sky was even darker.

"Remember. ā€

In his heart, to his own deep heart, he repeated it.

The night passed like this.

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After a night of squatting in the corner of the wet boat, the next morning, it wasn't until the sun came out that Zhao Zheng felt a little better.

At this time, the river is also gradually tilting, the big boat is also moving rapidly, rushing down to the southwest direction, the hull suddenly swayed, Zhao Zheng hurriedly grabbed the railing on the boat, but saw the water below is turbulent, like the Milky Way pouring down, Zhao Zheng thought that the big ship will not be guaranteed, will be turned over halfway, can't help but be frightened, but the big boat has been down, but there is no danger, after a while, the river gradually stabilized, the big boat also resumed the previous slow, and after a while, I saw that the river in front of the river suddenly opened, there was the style of the big river, and there was a shoal on the left side, the mountains above the shoal stood up, and the right side is still a forked river, rolling and flowing southwest.

Zhao Zheng was marveling at the beautiful scenery, the footsteps at the door of the cabin sounded, the ram and the green pine walked out one after another, at this time the sun was dazzling, shining on the river surface dazzling, the ram was greatly stretched, and said loudly: "It's finally here." ā€

Qing Song was silent, looking very heavy.

Zhao Zhengxin said: "Could it be that this is Huluyu?"

After a while, the big ship gradually ran aground on the shallows, and the two green-clothed waiters carried a wooden ladder to erect on the boat, and everyone got off the boat one by one.

Zhao Zheng saw that Ram Zihua was wearing a purple-brown dress today, and her face was even fairer, and he couldn't help but feel nervous again.

He kept in mind what Shi Zhifenru said to him last night, and he also made up his mind fiercely in his heart, he must shake up his spirits, but when he slept and woke up, he was inevitably still affected by the momentum of the ram purple flower, and the ambition he had inspired before couldn't help but relax again.

The ram had a few green-clothed waiters to guard the boat, and the rest of the people got off the boat, and when the ram was about to get off the boat, he didn't forget to shout to Zhao Zheng: "Hey, follow us." ā€

Zhao Zheng thought that they had forgotten themselves a long time ago, and they would not call themselves, but they did not expect that they still remembered themselves, and they had not forgotten, although they did not call his name, but Zhao Zheng had already been flattered, and hurriedly stood up to catch up, everyone went down the wooden ladder, only to see that this place was a shoal, the water flow was not very big, just flooded the soles of the shoes, and then walked forward for more than 20 steps, only to see a path appeared in front of him, it turned out that this is the veritable entrance of the gourd valley, it is the place of the gourd mouth, and the previous entrance is behind the gourd valley, here because there is a big river blocking, and the road is steep and difficult, ordinary people rarely enter the gourd valley from here, so there's no one guarding the door, so it's easy to enter.

I saw the peaks on both sides of this side, and there was only one path in the middle to enter Huluyu.

The trail is also a sheep's intestine path, very narrow and rugged, and only one person can pass sideways at a time.

At that moment, everyone rushed in, and Zhao Zheng was the last to follow.

Walked a full stick of incense, all the people walked out one after another, only to see that the inside is suddenly wide, the radius is about fifty or sixty zhang wide, and all around are steep mountain walls, the mountain wall is full of wild grass vines, the terrain here is inclined to the east, the more east the ground is more and more crimson to show that kind of crimson, and in the easternmost there is a trench extending north and south, the trench is not very deep, just a little lower than the surrounding terrain, there is a water source in the trench, everyone walks over, only to see that the water source there is turbid, and can not see the bottom, and step down, you will immediately fall into, as if it is a quagmire, but I don't know how deep it is, and in the southeast corner, but there is a three-foot-diameter pile of rocks built up by rubble, and there is a sign hanging on it, with three big characters written crookedly: gourd well. Looking at the degree of crookedness, it seems to have been written by a three-year-old child, but the pile of rocks also looks like it has just been built.

Everyone looked at it and wondered why there was a well here.

Awei Ajiao's face was full of doubts, and he couldn't help but walk over to see what was going on, but when they walked three steps away from the mouth of the well, a criss-crossing net suddenly appeared around the stone well, and there was an endless flow of electricity and light on it.

The two of them were startled, and hurriedly stopped, only to see that the light net covered the gourd well tightly, as if there was an electric light flowing staggered on it, and occasionally made a slight wave sound, the two hurriedly retreated, and after a while, the net disappeared again.

Qing Song frowned and said, "This well must be weird, wait for me to try it." ā€

Bow your head and find a palm-sized stone on the ground, and luck will throw it at the mouth of the well, but before the stone reaches the wellhead, Fu Fu wants to lean against the edge of the well, and suddenly the net around the wellhead appears again, and the lightning shines, and in an instant, the stone is smashed into pieces and falls to the ground.

Everyone was taken aback, and although they were still far from the well, they all involuntarily took three steps back.

The ram frowned and said, "Fuck, what the hell is this, so powerful?"

Qing Song's voice was very heavy, and he said, "Recently, I heard that there are many more cultivators in the world, and in my opinion, this must be some kind of spell or something like that refined by those cultivators. ā€

After he finished speaking, he paused for a moment, and then said, "That's why I have repeatedly advised the ram brother not to come to this gourd valley, so as not to confront those cultivators head-on and get hurt." ā€

The ram had a fateful sigh and said: "What is the cultivation of the truth and the fake, it is not the matter of the cultivation of the true treasure record, as soon as the book comes out, those who have nothing to do also refer to that and also study, only this year's work, there are many inexplicable people, and they also claim to be the people who cultivate the truth, as if they are immortals, it makes people disgusting when they think about it, phew." ā€

The ram was destined to spit out a mouthful of thick phlegm and spit it far away towards the gourd well, but his thick phlegm was far from enough, and he fell to the ground halfway through and mixed into the dirt.

When Zhao Zheng heard the four words of Xiuzhen Baolu, he felt inexplicably sad in his heart.

Qing Song shook his head and said: "Since it exists, there is a reason for his existence, and we can't underestimate it, in short, since we are here, let's be cautious step by step." ā€

The rest of the people nodded, except for the ram with a look of disdain on his face.

Bai Zhi suddenly said to Qingsong: "Daoist Qingsong, didn't you say that there are many cultivators here? Why haven't you seen you at this time?"

Qing Song raised his head and looked around, there was indeed no one, and he was a little surprised in his heart, and said, "Maybe we came too early." ā€

Liu Jinu said at this time: "We are here to catch the shrimp, but I don't know where the shrimp is, do you think it will be in the well?"

When everyone heard this, they all felt justified, and the ram said angrily: "It must be in that well, and they didn't take it themselves, so they cast a demon spell on this well, and prevented others from taking it." ā€

Everyone nodded yes.

Ram Zihua said: "Daddy, what should we do? ā€

The ram frowned, and he couldn't think of a good way.

Ram Zihua suddenly glanced at Zhao Zheng mysteriously, and said to the ram: "Daddy, didn't you say that this medicinal herb is an elixir? ā€

The ram has a fate after being reminded by his daughter, and glanced at Zhao Zheng meaningfully, Zhao Zheng felt that they had bad intentions, and couldn't help but shudder, the ram had a fate: "Something is wrong, if I destroy the medicinal materials, won't my Nine Turns Pill be practicable?"

Ram Zihua pursed her lips and said, "With Shrimp Daddy, wouldn't Daddy be able to refine more magical pills?"

The ram has a life to think about it, and he can't help but ponder.

Zhao Zheng was very unhappy when he heard them talk about jumping into the fire pit with such fanfare, and took a step back.

The ram grabbed the black hair on his head and said, "This is indeed a bit difficult. ā€

When everyone was anxious and pondering, Zhao Zheng suddenly heard something coming from a distance, as if it was the kind of noise made by many people together, since he became one with the magic medicine, his physique was very comparable, not only his vision was far-reaching, but even his ears were broad, and he could hear the subtle sounds in the distance