call!

The barrier on the mountain wall shook, and I stumbled through it.

I glanced around and darted towards the dense forest in the shadow of the mountain.ωωw..net

In terms of speed alone, I can't possibly compare to those old guys flying around.

At this time, we turned back the same way, fearing that it wouldn't take long for Gu Yan and others to catch up.

This Cangwu Mountain is the remnant of Kunlun Mountains. It has high mountains and dense forests, which can help me escape.

At this point, the only thing left to do is to get out of danger first and then find a way to contact the great uncle.

Thunderclouds surged in the sky, silver snakes danced wildly, and there was darkness in the mountains and forests.

Less than a few minutes after I left the secret realm, the thunder that resounded throughout the heaven and earth had already covered the entire valley.

The strong men from several factions fled in embarrassment with their disciples. Those who couldn't escape were instantly covered by a sea of ​​thunder.

For them, this trip to Cangwu Mountain is undoubtedly a waste of money.

Gu Yan left first with the injured disciple, while Yougu and the Dakar Lama did not give up and pursued and searched in different directions.

"Fat Yuan, Yougu and the Great Lama of Dhaka are not as loyal and honest as Guyan, are you not worried at all?"

Yan Feng turned around, and the green-faced and fanged mask on his face immediately disappeared, returning to his original appearance.

"I'm worried that it's no use. This brat is so clever that he knows where he has gone.

But that’s fine, even I can’t be found, let alone the dead old ghost and the great lama.”

Yuan Shouyi spread his hands helplessly.

"Whatever! This kid is very tough and can't die."

Yan Feng and Yuan Shouyi looked at each other, and the corners of their mouths involuntarily raised a slight arc.

"The fat sheep is stewed in warm wine. Can I have a drink?"

"I think so too."

"I know a restaurant that tastes good! The mutton stew is so chewy and full of collagen, so delicious!"

"If you want it, let's do it."

The two figures turned into two afterimages and disappeared without a trace.

In the dense mountain forest, I ran for fifty or sixty miles in one breath, and then I stopped panting.

Seeing lightning and thunder and mountain fires rising in Cangwu Mountain, I couldn't help but feel a little worried.

“I don’t know how my uncle is doing now!

He must be going crazy if he can't find any trace of me!"

However, we are not completely out of the danger zone yet, so we'd better contact our uncle as late as possible.

After wandering around in the mountains for most of the day, I couldn't see any changes in the surroundings except for the lush mountains and forests.

As much as I hate to admit it, the reality is that I may be lost.

As night falls, the night sky is filled with bright stars.

Now let alone those pieces of brown candies that can't find me, I don't even know where I went.

There are mountains all around, and there is not even a road in sight. I must have run into the no-man’s land of Kunlun Mountain!

Standing on the ridge, I glanced around the mountains.

Suddenly, in the mountain col not far away, there was a faint flicker of fire, and a dozen dilapidated houses were located in the valley.

It’s a village!

"Haha! I just say that people who are moral and moral will not have bad luck."

I couldn't help showing excitement, and rushed towards the village in the valley.

Go to the village first and ask where this place is, and then notify the uncle to pick me up.

It would be even better if I could have a meal with the villagers.

Soon I followed the lights and found my way into the valley. The dilapidated mountain village was right in front of me.

The village is not very big, probably only about a dozen households.

There wasn't a single telephone pole around, so it looked like there was no electricity yet.

Every house in the village is closed, and no one is holding a lamp.

In the very center of the village, figures were holding torches and clustered together, as if they were holding some kind of ceremony.

"What the hell are you doing? Are you singing an opera late at night?"

I frowned and squeezed into the crowd.

"The sky is dry and the earth is dry. Worship the Dragon King and bring down the sweet rain to bless me."

An old man in a gray coat was standing on the wooden platform, chanting a sacrificial speech at the top of his lungs.

A figure wearing a red wedding dress was tied to the wooden stake behind him. He was making whining sounds and struggling constantly under his red hijab.

"Be honest, being able to become a sacrifice to the Dragon King is a blessing that you have cultivated for eight lifetimes."

After the old man finished reciting the sacrificial words, he turned around and yelled at the figure tied to the wooden stake.

"It's almost time to send the sacrifices and go on the road to see the Dragon King."

The old man showed an evil smile, and the corners of his mouth became crooked.

A villager holding a boning knife walked onto the wooden platform and wiped the knife on his sleeve.

"Xiao Hua, I'll try to do it more accurately so that you can suffer less pain."

The villager slowly lifted his hijab, raised the boning knife in his hand and stabbed it fiercely.

clang!

The boning knife in the villager's hand was knocked out and stuck on the wooden platform.

“It’s been so long, but I never thought there are still such ignorant people in the world.

Wouldn’t your conscience hurt if you offer sacrifices to pray for rain?”

The villagers all looked at me, full of surprise.

The old man raised the torch, rubbed his eyes and looked at me.

"Who are you and why do you want to stop us from sacrificing to the Dragon King?"

I snorted coldly and shouted righteously.

"It doesn't matter who I am. You, an old man, have lived a long life in vain. How could you do such a cruel thing?"

The old man didn't take it seriously at all, looking as if it was taken for granted.

"Little brother, how cruel is this? We have sacrificed the Dragon King three times this month alone.

As long as the Dragon King can make it rain, even thirty more sacrifices are worth it."

I gritted my teeth and felt a little unbelievable.

Is it possible that in the eyes of these villagers, human life has become as worthless as a piece of grass?

"Beast."

"Hey, our village chief is talking to you in a pleasant manner, why do you, a foreigner like you, curse?"

"Where did you come from? There is no need for your dog to meddle in other people's business."

The villagers who were watching all looked evil and scolded me.

"As a cultivator, I, Lin Shisan, should stand up when encountering injustice.

In broad daylight, you actually do such a crazy thing, are you still human?"

When the villagers heard about it, they all got excited and started quarreling with me.

"Okay! Everyone be quiet."

The old man on the wooden platform raised his hand, and the surrounding villagers became quiet.

The old man took a deep breath and looked at me.

"This little brother, I just don't understand.

We just killed a sheep to sacrifice to the Dragon King, and let you point your nose at us and scold the whole village.

Could it be that the fairy world is also rebelling now, and the Dragon King has exceeded the standard for even enjoying a sheep?"

sheep?

"What sheep! You are obviously killing people and offering sacrifices. Do you think I am blind?"

The village chief had a dark face, walked to the wooden post, and lifted up the red hijab.

What was tied to this wooden stake was an old ewe with an iron halter. The village chief took off the iron halter.

Baa baa...

"Little brother, what we are killing is a sheep, a sheep, a sheep.
Chapter completed!