Chapter 3: Evil and Evil

The sky in the distance glowed with a little white light, and Li Wu rolled down from the bed, today was the second day he picked the green spirit grass.

The sky was just dawning, and Ning Po's room had not yet sounded, and Li Wu only thought that Ning Po had not gotten up yet, thinking that he would make something for himself.

Unexpectedly, when I entered the kitchen, I saw the sweet potatoes on the table, which mingled with the cold air, exuding a faint sweet fragrance. Even Li Wu's heart warmed up.

But Li Wu was still a little puzzled, he knew that Ning Po didn't go out yesterday, but he didn't know when he bought the sweet potatoes. That's it, I have to rush to pick the green spirit grass, and I don't have time to think about it at all. After yesterday's stepping point, Li Wu has already touched the location of the Qingling Grass, plus what he learned in the previous life, if the Qingling Grass is picked back and refined today, I am afraid that it can be sold at a higher price. I just need some materials, and it looks like I'll have to go to the village and city today.

Li Wu stuffed a few mouthfuls of sweet potatoes, only to feel that his mouth was full of fragrance, picked up one, and picked up the basket and walked out of the door.

"Stinky boy, it's not good to finish eating. Ning Po looked at Li Wu's back and frowned.

Xu was ignored by Li Wu yesterday, and although the children in Yu Village scolded and scolded, they did not do substantial harm to Li Wu, resulting in Li Wu's picking of Qingling grass today unexpectedly smooth.

It was nearly evening, and most of the people in the village and city dispersed, and Li Wu entered the village and city. This is the first time he has entered the village city, and although Yu Village is small, it has all kinds of organs. Whether it is an iron-making shop or rice, flour, grain and oil, everything is available.

But before Li Wu could see the whole picture of the village and city, a burst of screams suddenly broke out in the village.

"It's the evil army, the evil army is coming!" I don't know who shouted, and two of the strong men in the village fell to the ground, breathless.

The originally melodious sunset seemed to be dyed with a murderous atmosphere, and the people of the entire village and city fled from place to place, running for their lives with all their might. The people were all in a panic like headless flies, but in a moment a few fell to the ground, and fell to the swords of the evil army.

The so-called evil army is the product left behind by the bloodbath of the Wujiao headed by Huo Guo a few years ago, and the so-called evil cult headed by Huo Guo saw the defeat of the Wujiao and rose up, and formed a longitudinal trend with the cults of the other four countries to establish the Yin State in the reckless land north of the northern land.

In fact, this is not the first time that the evil army has come, but they once came in disguise to buy goods properly, but they were driven out by those vulgar villagers. The evil army has never suffered such a wretched spirit in the hands of the serious sects, so they are not angry in their hearts, and this is the scene of today's village and market.

In his first life, Li Wu was very sorry for his life, he knew that there was only one way to die when he ran around, but fortunately, he was small and easily hidden behind the grass curtain, revealing only a pair of inky black pupils.

"Hand over all the Qingling grass harvested today to Lao Tzu!" The leader was holding a huge machete, the muscles on his bronzed skin were horizontal, and a scar ran through his entire cheek. At this time, the knife was placed across the neck of the stall owner who specialized in collecting green spirit grass.

"Master Jun, today's Qingling Grass is here. The big man in the village who had been commanding in the past knelt on the ground without dignity and handed over his day's receipt.

"Bad seeds. Scarface's face was full of scorns, and when the knife fell in his hand, the head of the Qingling Grass stall owner left his body neatly. The blood gushing out of his neck made an arc in the air, and fell on the barren ground with a splash, which looked particularly dazzling in the light of the sunset.

The people fleeing from the village have been controlled by the evil army, huddled crookedly, and pushed in front of Scarface.

"Among you, are there any who know how to refine the Green Spirit Grass??" Scarface looked around, but the villagers all lowered their heads and did not say a word.

It's really a bunch of bullying dogs who are afraid of the hard. When they drove him out of the village, these people were not such submissive faces.

Scarface raised the knife in his hand and pulled it past the man in charge, and Li Wu saw that the blade was about his height.

Li Wu will not only refine the Qingling Grass as a clear spirit liquid, but also extract the essence and turn it into a clear spirit pill. Qingling Pill is only a second-grade pill on the mainland, and at that time, Li Wu was an eight-grade alchemist, and he was only five levels away from the top supreme figures, and most of the alchemists did not know how to cultivate, and took alchemy as their main business.

Li Wu's thoughts turned, but he not only spared his life, but he was not a saint who repaid his grievances with virtue, Li Wu had heard the dirty words behind the man's back, saying that he Li Wu didn't care so much, but when it came to Ning Po Li Wu, he felt that this man was as disgusting as a rotten worm maggot.

So much so that the moment the man's head hit the ground, Li Wu's heart did not set off the slightest wave. It was only the bloody breath that made him feel uncomfortable, and Fang frowned slightly.

Scarface played with the knife in his hand, gently scraped off the remaining blood on the blade with his thick fingers, and a sneer rose at the corner of his mouth: "If no one comes forward, not only you, but your entire Yu Village will have to die." ”

Scarface said this with a very natural expression, as if he was just discussing noon food with everyone.

It's just that everyone who was surrounded by the evil army couldn't help but tremble, and some of the timid ones had collapsed to the ground in fright, sobbing and urinating.

Li Wu was unimpressed by Scarface's threat, and he was sure that he could escape from Yucun with Ning Po.

At this moment, an evil army withdrew from the ranks and walked out with a familiar canine. This canine is quite incompatible with the evil army, its white fur is very tame, but its body is huge, and it is afraid that it is the height of three adults.

Li Wu had seen the totem of the White Dog, but this kind of riding beast was unique to the cult, and Li Wu had never seen it with his own eyes.

The appearance of the White Dog aroused some interest in Li Wu, and when he looked closely, he saw a small body lying on the thick back of the White Dog.

The hair was mixed with blades of grass and tangled up in a mess, and the dirty face was lifted from the white fluff of the white hound, quite panicked, only the pair of apricot eyes fluttered, exuding a few hints of aura, but only for a moment he buried his little head back in fear.

The girl's movements were very small, and no one noticed except Li Wu, and before Li Wu could see the face clearly, a faint pain began to feel at the center of her eyebrows.

And when Li Wu saw it clearly, a wave of ecstasy came to her, it was her, Yan'er!

But before Li Wu could come up with a countermeasure to rescue Huaiyan, he heard Scarface's cold words: "It's just right, if you don't know how to refine Qingling Grass, there is also a child here to bury you with." ”

"Wait, I will. Li Wu walked out from behind the straw curtain almost subconsciously, he couldn't, and couldn't, lose his smoke again.

"Oh??" Scarface looked up with interest as he heard this, with a few subtle flashes of light in his eyes, but the light in Scarface's eyes quickly dimmed when he saw the person who spoke up.

I saw that Li Wu was dressed in black cloth, with no other decorations around him, and a huge basket behind him was filled with green spirit grass, not to mention ordinary, even a little funny.

The short black hair was obediently attached to his forehead, as if the scorching sun of the Northland could never take away his white skin, and the blood-colored scar reflected the moist white, which was even more bewitching.

It's just an ordinary five or six-year-old boy, Scarface sneered, and was about to withdraw his gaze, but he met Li Wu's ink-colored pupils, and his eyes were full of firmness and indifference. If you don't have a scar on your face, you're a little handsome. Scarface suddenly remembered that someone had commented on him like this, but it was too old to be exquisite.

It's always a lot cuter than those dark naughty boys in Yu Village, Scarface thought like this, and then opened his mouth: "You say, you can refine Qingling Grass?"

Scarface looked at the scar on Li Wu's face quietly, and strangely felt a sense of resonance for finding the same kind.

"Yes. Li Wu didn't say much, just responded lightly, without flattery or negotiation.

It's a bloody child. Scarface was visibly interested, "Oh, do you know that if you fool me, the lives of the whole village will be on your back." Scarface played with the knife in his hand while observing the change in Rigo's complexion.

In the face of Scarface's scrutiny, Li Wu's voice did not move, and he didn't even have a subtle expression, Scarface thought that he could look at people, and when he saw the calmness on Li Wu's face, he nodded clearly. Seems to be a real person.

Before Scarface could say anything, a sharp scream erupted in the crowd surrounded by the evil army.

"Ning Wu, you dog mongrel, you want to die, don't drag the entire Yu Village to bury you. "Scarface looks like a man with a sharp beak and a missing leg.

The population of the village is not large, and there are only more than 100 households in the village, and the man in front of him is the object of ridicule in the whole village before Li Wu appears. It is said that the leg was broken by drinking too much and beating his wife, but instead of doing so.

Lao Tzu went to your uncle's, Scarface only felt a burst of noise, and he was about to get dirty at the moment, but he was blocked back by Li Wu's words.

"If I don't do it, you'll all die. Li Wu stared at the man's legs, his face was cold, "It's all death anyway, but don't worry, I will let you lose your remaining two legs by the way before I die." Li Wu said, grabbing the man's crotch meaningfully.

When the man heard this, he only felt a chill in his crotch, and just as he wanted to scold, he was frightened by the giant blade raised in Scarface's hand.

"A herd of livestock. Scarface snorted coldly, put down the knife in his hand, and turned to look at Li Wu, with a bit of seriousness in his words, "Say, what do you need to prepare for refining Qingling Grass?"

"A primary alchemy vessel, a jar of clear water. Li Wu looked at Scarface calmly.

It was too simplistic, Scarface frowned, and for the first time he suspected that there was something wrong with his way of seeing people. And the people who were surrounded by the group also felt cold in their hearts when they heard this, Yu Cun was afraid that he would not be able to keep it, and everyone sighed in their hearts.

"But," Li Wu's tone was a little thoughtful.

"Why, need anything else?" Scarface's face softened with a bit of hope, even the piercing scar softened a lot. This refined green spirit grass is a necessary thing for the evil army now, and it needs more than a star and a half, that is a huge amount, but in this extreme north, let alone alchemists, refiners can't find one. Now that there is a person who claims to be able to refine, Scarface will definitely not give up easily.

Li Wu saw that Scarface was not angry, and even had some expectations, so he paused and continued: "After the matter is completed, I want that." ”

Damn, if you kid can refine it, even the stars Lao Tzu will also pick it up for you.

Scarface followed what Li Wu was counting on, and he couldn't help but feel that Li Wu's appetite was a little too big, this high-grade white dog was a ninth-grade holy beast of the earth level. Even the entire evil army is only about fifty. Scarface's complexion was a little ugly for a moment.