Chapter 347 Netherworld Asylum (3)
As Village Chief Yao said, he looked at Liu Sheng with eyes full of regret, and there was also a trace of invisible contempt in his eyes.
She didn’t think that the newly minted immortal cultivator in front of her who knew nothing could save them.
"Because these techniques are controlled by the three major immortal sects?" Liu Shengpin said this, and the question hit home.
"Yes, of course." Village Chief Yao slightly hooked up his red lips and showed a sarcastic smile, "The three immortal sects control the method of dealing with the cold night. The court can only offer rare treasures to invite the immortals to come, but The inner treasury of the imperial court was gradually emptied, and eventually the order collapsed and the people were in dire straits.”
After changing the subject, he added: "Fortunately, thanks to the mercy of the immortal, I still taught the mortal a lot of protection methods. If you are lucky, don't seek death, and have constant supplies, you may be able to survive and wait for the day when the immortal comes."< br>
However, looking at her face, there was no real awe and gratitude for "having mercy", only cold hatred.
Liu Sheng couldn't help but sigh, maybe people here are like this. On the one hand, they hate the ruthless monopoly of the Immortal Sect, but on the other hand, they have to be grateful to it, and they live a miserable life.
Thinking of the method of protection, Liu Sheng asked curiously: "You mean, the formations covering the village and the lanterns hung in every house were all taught by the immortal sect?"
Village Chief Yao sneered lightly, nodded and said: "That's right, the spirit protection array and the spirit protection lantern are both specially taught by the immortal sect to the people to resist the cold night."
"I see." Liu Sheng nodded and said, "However, this protection has a time limit."
She was affirmative, not a question.
"Yes." Village Chief Yao didn't expect that Fairy Liu would be so keen. He raised his eyebrows and glanced at her, then said, "The spiritual stones in our village are limited and can only be turned on for a period of time. When the magic stones are weaker, It needs to be closed for a period of time from Mao hour to noon."
"What are you going to do then?"
Cunchang Yao said coldly: "Stay closed."< br>
"If you really come to the door, you should follow the cold night survival rules taught by the immortal sect. You should not refuse to answer or look at it. Treat everything as normal and avoid triggering the rules of killing monsters."
Liu Shengmei Thinking that this world, which seems very backward at first glance, has such an advanced understanding of strange objects, disasters, and measures to deal with cold nights.
"Of course, if there is a critical situation that destroys the village, I will take action, and you immortal cultivators cannot just sit idly by." Village Chief Yao added seriously.
"It seems that you are very confident in your own strength."
"Of course." Village Chief Yao smiled proudly.
"Is it because you have become half human and half strange?" Liu Sheng asked directly.
“So your current strength is not inferior to that of a monk in the foundation building stage, so you are not afraid of offending me, a monk in the Qi refining stage?”
Village Chief Yao glanced at Liu Sheng in surprise, and then He nodded and said: "So you can see it, but not many people know about this matter. Most people only know that I It's just extraordinary skills."
"So... I suggest you don't tell anyone." She smiled coldly, with a warning in her eyes, "As a monk, you must follow me closely if you want to survive here."
On the word "follow", she emphasized her tone.
Now that he has been discovered, Village Chief Yao no longer conceals his aura, his smile disappears, his eyes are cold and without any warmth, and a strange aura is rolling in them.
The disdain for Liu Sheng, a qigong master, is even more obvious.
"There are also spirit stones on your body, which need to be handed over as a supplement to maintain the magic circle."
"I don't have spirit stones."
Liu Sheng raised his clothes, okay Let Village Chief Yao see that she doesn't even have a storage bag.
"What about your clothes?" From the looks of it, Liu Sheng was wearing a glittering golden robe, and he should be rich.
"The aura has changed." As he spoke, Liu Sheng showed off the changes in the golden robe, adding a vine pattern.
Village Chief Yao immediately became even more disdainful, with the word "poor ghost" written nakedly in his eyes.
And if she wastes her spiritual energy on such a fancy place, she will regret it in the future.
Thinking of this, Village Chief Yao’s cold eyes were full of expectation.
...
Liu Sheng walked out of the house and saw Yuan Hu shivering from the cold hiding under the eaves.
“Why haven’t you gone home yet?”
Then looking at Yuan Hu’s guilty and embarrassed expression, Liu Sheng suddenly understood.
He is still waiting for the reward... "If you find an immortal, can you get a reward?"
"Yes...and no, to be precise, if you can contribute to the village, you will be rewarded." Yuan Hu said calmly, "If we can find the descending immortal and rescue us, it will be a great achievement. Pile."
Then he felt a little downcast. It seemed that the village chief didn't pay much attention to the fairy at all. Judging from this attitude, his reward should be gone.
“That’s it.” Liu Sheng nodded.
"Fairy, I wonder if the village chief has arranged a place for you?" Yuan Hu asked cautiously.
Liu Sheng shook his head and sneered in his heart.
This village chief Yao is very hostile to the immortal cultivators. He is obviously waiting to see Liu Sheng's joke and come back to beg her later.
"Then...if the fairy doesn't mind, you might as well come to my house first."
Yuan Hu rubbed his hands in coldness and stamped his feet.
“It’s almost midnight, and the formation will be closed. Although the fairy is a cultivator, I’m afraid it’s not safe outside.”
Liu Sheng looked at the sky and saw that it was still dark. He didn't know how Yuan Hu judged the time, but according to what the village chief said, it was true.
Although I don’t know how scary it will be, it’s better to be careful.
So Liu Sheng replied politely: "Mr. Yuan, just don't mind if I'm bothering you."
"I don't mind, of course, the fairy can come, and the humble house will be full of glory." "Yuan Hu smiled honestly and sincerely.
We walked a long way from the center of the village to Yuan Hu’s house, almost reaching the edge of the village.
"My wife and I... our contribution value is not high, so..." Yuan Hu said embarrassedly when he saw Liu Sheng's surprised eyes.
Two pale lanterns still hung under the eaves, swaying in the wind.
Liu Sheng glanced at it before following Yuan Hu into the house. Suddenly, a wave of heat hit her face.
Perhaps because Yuan Hu was a craftsman, his house was very spacious and comfortable. Only he and his wife lived there. In addition to the hall, there were two rooms, and there happened to be a guest room. Let Liu Sheng rest.
The room was warmed by the fire. Although it was not as warm as the village chief Yao's house, it was at least better than being outside in the wind and snow.
I heard a timid female voice coming from the back room: "Husband, is that you?"
"It's me." Yuan Hu replied loudly.
"You are finally back, why are you so late? The whole night has passed." There was worry and complaint in the voice.
"Well... something happened."
Yuan Hu was afraid that his wife would worry, so he spoke vaguely, and then quickly changed the topic.
"Madam, come out and see who I have brought!"
A rustling sound came from the back room, then soft footsteps, and then outside the faint candlelight, a middle-aged woman walked slowly Di walked out of the back room.
Her face is extremely thin, her cheeks have been sunken, and she has deep dark circles under her eyes. Wrapped in a thick cotton coat, she looks like a little date core embedded in dough.
But this heavy cotton coat could not hide her bulging belly.
Liu Sheng was a little surprised.
This turned out to be a pregnant woman.
I never thought that Yuan Hu and his wife could have a child in such a desperate situation at their age?
The woman's clear deer-like eyes looked at Liu Sheng, waiting for Yuan Hu's introduction.
“This is Fairy Liu, the immortal cultivator I met on the road.”
“This is my wife, just call her Si Niang.”
It’s Si Niang again.
Liu Sheng couldn't help but think of Xiaoxiao who was far away in the unknown universe.
(End of this chapter)