Zhou Rouqiang drank a mouthful of blood, his body trembled, and he lay down again. His face was red at once, white at once, and golden again. After tossing a cup of tea like this, Zhou Rouqiang suddenly stood up, spit out a few mouthfuls of black blood, took a long sigh of relief, and woke up. His face returned to normal, and the swelling on his arm subsided. Once again, the blood in Ding Cheng's body worked.

Although the poison on Zhou Rouqiang's body has been resolved, he has suffered such a big loss, and he needs to recuperate for a day and a half after all in order to recover.

At this time, Ding Cheng suddenly heard someone on the roof whispering "pout", knowing that someone was peeping on the roof, he remained silent at the moment, and pretended to come out to the thatched house. As soon as he stepped out of the door, he saw a figure floating out of the courtyard.

Ding Cheng lightly climbed the courtyard wall and followed all the way behind the man.

The man left the palace and traveled all the way east, seven or eight miles, to an abandoned Zhuangzi gate. On this night, the moon and stars were scarce, and the trees and houses around him were faintly visible. The man hurried on his way, not noticing that someone was following him. Ding Cheng could see clearly behind the man, who was tall, with big shoulders and a round waist, and there was not a single hair on the top of his head. But looking at this person's clothes, he is not a monk, I think he is practicing iron head skills all the way.

The bald head came to the front of the village, stretched out his hand and pushed open the door without stopping and walked in. It is said that it is a village gate, but in fact, several large holes have been broken, and only half of it is left, and it seems that even a child can kick it down.

Ding Cheng made a detour to the right of Zhuangzi and flew up half of the broken courtyard wall, where there was a big tree, which was just right for Ding Cheng to hide himself.

I saw that the bald head entered the Zhuangzi, bypassed the wall and walked towards the hall. Just as he was about to step into the hall, he suddenly stopped and asked into the hall, "Who are you?"

Half of the roof of the hall had collapsed, Ding Cheng looked into the hall through the broken wall, and saw a white-headed man standing in the hall with his back to the door.

The man turned around and said, "Vulture, I haven't seen you for many years, it's always good?"

It turned out that the bald man's name was Vulture, and that was a fitting name. I only heard the vulture say, "Who am I? It turned out to be a pulsatilla, and after not seeing you for a few years, your head has completely turned white, which is more in line with your name." ”

Pulsatilla said: "I heard that you have hid in Fanjing Mountain in the past few years, and you have been able to survive by relying on the protection of the Lord Demon of Fanjing Mountain. Now that you're here again, what's the matter? aren't you afraid that the Aquila Cult will seek revenge on you?"

The vulture said: "Aren't you the same? In order to avoid the pursuit warrant issued by the martial arts Zhengdao, he hid all day long, and even his hair turned white. ”

Pulsatilla said loudly: "Don't talk nonsense, if you are here for those bronzes, I advise you not to get involved, where to go, don't lose your life for this, it's not worth it." ”

The vulture laughed and said, "Pulsatilla, just because you want to take those few things to yourself?" is no secret now, friends from all over the world will gather here to fight for these treasures, and you will probably lose your life when the time comes." Why don't the two of us join forces and copy a copy by hand after we get the Immortal Dafa, and then we will each have one copy?"