Lian Ying led a team of men out of the city.

He quickly rushed all the way, without stopping, and arrived in Dunhou Town in most of the day.

Lian Ying did not plan to take these people to that village. Although they are all warriors, their strength is too low and they only have internal strength.

Moreover, all they practiced external kung fu, and none of them had practiced internal skills.

Such a person will only kill his life if he encounters a ghost.

There is no need for this.

Just wait until the body is found and they are asked to collect it.

After finding an inn, Lian Ying told them to spend the night here.

He changed into a fast horse and left Dunhou Town alone along the official road.

It was still daytime at this time. I looked at the sky and it should have been half way through.

It is between 1:00 and 3:00 in the afternoon, and about 2:00 in the afternoon after half of the hour.

After leaving Dunhou Town, Lian Ying was working tirelessly, hoping to arrive at that village before dark.

…………

The clouds in the sky are thick, and even in the afternoon it looks very gloomy.

Boom!

A thunder sounded across the sky, and the horse under his crotch neighed, as if he was frightened.

Along the way, more than an hour passed, and it was dusk.

It is early winter now, the daytime is shorter and night falls very quickly.

"Looking at the sky, it seems to be raining..."

"According to what Xiu'er sister said, that village should be nearby."

Lian Ying looked up at him, but he did not gain anything.

boom!

There was another thunder, and scarlet lightning flashed across the sky.

Lian Ying frowned and patted the horse's neck to comfort her.

Soon, it became darker.

Lian Ying was riding a horse and suddenly found a fire in the distance.

A flash of lightning illuminated the night, and Lian Ying could see clearly that there was a village there.

Lian Ying had no doubt about him in her heart and rushed towards the deserted village.

In the dark night, the strong wind whistled past, blowing away the clouds in the sky and sprinkling the moonlight.

It was obvious that there was lightning and thunder just now, and it looked like it was about to rain heavily.

But when he entered the village, the sky became quieter, and even the clouds were blown away and the full moon hangs high.

Looking at the fallen leaves all over the ground and the decaying dead trees around it by insects, they were already empty.

There were also the mottled and dilapidated earthen walls full of cracks, which made Lian Ying feel strange inexplicably.

He remained silent and tied the horse to one side after dismounting.

There are several carriages in front, filled with supplies, and next to them are several earthen stoves with iron pots.

There were no signs of fighting, and no corpses were found.

A gust of wind blew, and Lian Ying moved her nose.

There is a faint smell of rotten smell in the wind, as if it is the smell that some kind of meat has been stored for too long and after it deteriorates.

Lian Ying looked at it intently. The wind was blowing from the carriage, perhaps the meat contained inside was already rotten after being stored for too long.

Lian Ying listened with her ears and could vaguely hear the sound of barks coming from the earthen house with a lit fire.

It's like someone is gnawing meat.

His eyes were slightly smaller, and he put one hand on the hilt of the sword, and walked quietly towards the dirt house.

Just as he was about to break into the door.

With a creak, the wooden door was opened.

The fire shone out, and a young man dressed in a scholar appeared in front of him.

As soon as the scholar opened the door, he saw a young man with a cold face holding a long sword.

He was so scared that he shook his body suddenly, screamed in surprise, and fell to his butt on the ground.

Lian Ying stared at the scholar without expression, and only looked away after a few seconds.

There was still a person sitting next to the fire.

Lian Ying was stunned, why is this guy here?

This is an old Taoist priest wearing a shabby Taoist robe, but he has no image as a Taoist priest at all.

Sitting casually by the fire, holding a roast chicken in my hand and gnawing. The sound of eating meat just now was made by this guy.

"Stinky old man, what did you do to him?" Lian Ying asked.

The old Taoist priest looked up and was stunned.

"Isn't this the eldest son of the eldest son? Why are you here? Come on, come on, please come in!" The old Taoist priest seemed very enthusiastic, as if this was his home.

"Hmm?" Lian Ying's face turned black.

"I didn't do anything to him. I just told some stories about gods, ghosts, and monsters. I also scared him that there might be some here, so I asked him to leave while it was just night.

But I didn't know that this scholar was so timid and so scared.

But it’s your fault. I didn’t even notice the old Taoist.”

The old Taoist priest smiled embarrassedly, ate roast chicken in big mouthfuls, and finished it in a few seconds, swallowed it whole, and wiped it with his hands.

He didn't care about his image at all, and his hand was rubbing against the Taoist robe.

With Lian Ying's current cultivation level, if he deliberately hides the sound of footsteps, ordinary people will not be able to notice it.

The scholar also came back to his senses and looked at the two of them.

"Master, do you know each other?"

The scholar planned to stay here for a night, but the wooden door was pushed open shortly after he sat down. It was the old Taoist priest who came in.

"Of course I know it!" The old Taoist priest laughed, "This is a famous figure in Chuncheng! Don't you want to participate in the autumn test in Chuncheng? While now, you should quickly establish a good relationship with him. Maybe you can go to the back door, hehe!"

"Take it seriously!?Xiaosen..."

When the scholar heard this, he was excited and immediately stood up and wanted to get in touch with Lian Ying.

Just when he saw Lian Ying's cold gaze, he wanted to retreat again.

"..." Lian Ying was speechless.

This old Taoist priest is no one else, he is the only owner of Chuncheng's internal strength.

The master of Qingxu Temple, Taoist Master Qingxu.

Taoist Master Qingxu is also very powerful. With just one internal skill in health preservation, he lived to be 130 years old, and had black hair, and he looked like he was in his forties, which means his body looked a little thin.

This made many ordinary people in Chuncheng who did not know the truth respectfully call him a living god and often go to Qingxu Temple to worship incense money.

Lian Ying walked in and found a place to sit down.

The old Taoist Qingxu looked at him with a curious look.

"I wonder why Young Master Lian came here?" he asked suddenly.

"I haven't asked you what you're doing yet, but you asked me?"

Lian Ying and the old Taoist Qingxu are considered old friends. When they were six years old, they planned to learn internal skills by taking him as their teacher, but the other party refused to accept disciples.

Later, the old Taoist priest helped Lian Ying solve several cases together, which was quite capable. Later, when Lian Ying learned swordsmanship and boxing, the old Taoist priest gave instructions several times, and the two were both teachers and friends.

But this old Taoist priest is too shameless, greedy for alcohol and particularly greedy for money.

I don’t want to accept disciples to teach my own health skills, but I am willing to sell them out for money.

This is too unconventional.

Therefore, every time Lian Ying saw him, she didn't look good and called him a stinking Taoist priest.

"Haha, it's okay." Old Taoist Qingxu laughed and looked at Lian Ying with great meaning, "Young Master Lian, don't you know if you practice health care skills?"

"General." Lian Ying replied casually.

When it comes to health care, Lian Ying has a headache. He has now practiced dozens of health care books.

The old Taoist priest disregarded him, touched his stomach and stood up: "I'm not full yet. There is still a lot of food in the carriage outside. I'll get some more. Do you even want it?"

Lian Ying shook her head.

Seeing this, the old Taoist Qingxu walked out directly.

When he walked to the door, he reached into his clothes and looked around and seemed to be touching something.

He lowered his head and muttered, "It's hard to do it, why did he come too."

If he made any mistakes, how could I do anything in Chuncheng?

Alas, it's hard to do..."
Chapter completed!