It was just dawn the next morning, and it was time for Ling Chen to go out. He packed some books on the underworld's anecdotes and insights into the storage bag that Uncle Gao had given him (about two square meters of space) and stuffed it into his arms.
, and then walked towards the gate of Taiyi Mountain in the early morning...
Along the way, the Outer Gate Square was deserted and not at all crowded.
Stand in front of the mountain gate!
Ling Chen was carrying a long black sword with an expressionless face. He glanced sideways at the stable next to the mountain gate. This is a place specially provided for the disciples of the Miscellaneous Yard to transport goods and raise horses. The small space can only accommodate one horse.
Outside the gate, many handyman disciples were loading and unloading whips, reins, etc. on the horses...
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Xiao Yu and the others didn't come to see Ling Chen off. To be precise, they didn't know that Ling Chen had left so early. The genius was Meng Mengliang——
Starting from Taiyi Gate, we took the most ordinary cargo carriage. The environment for low-level disciples when they went out to perform tasks seemed like this, but for Ling Chen, such a simple means of transportation was much better.
Walking down by yourself is not only time-consuming, but also strenuous. As a low-level disciple, it is really comfortable to take a ride.
Thinking about the first time he sat in the carriage at Sunset Gate, there were Zuo Chun, Soy Sauce and the others beside him. They were joking and didn't realize how far the journey was. This time Ling Chen sat alone in the carriage and felt a little uncomfortable.
Ning, bored, he moved his body in the carriage and tried to make himself as comfortable as possible, and then he took out a copy of "Odd Stories from the Underworld" and started reading.
The carriage drove slowly and slowly to the west. Once it left the rich and lush mountains of Taiyimen, the surrounding faint willow forest appeared again. However, it only lasted three days, and the surrounding scenery once again turned into a summery one.
of green.
There were more villages and towns along the way, and the carriage that was going out for shopping also stopped at the nearest town.
Ling Chen's ride has arrived, but Ling Chen has his own ideas in mind. He enters this prosperous town and inquires about a group of merchants whose carriages are passing through the border "Guye Village".
While guarding the bodyguard of this group of merchants, he was respectfully invited into a gorgeous carriage by the clerk in charge——
The small town's cargo convoy set off again... heading towards Ling Chen's destination.
The luxurious carriage driving on the flat official road is not only comfortable and soft inside, but also does not feel much bumpy when traveling quickly. The carriage of the Taiyi Sect's handyman disciples cannot be compared with it, Ling Chen thought.
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The luxury convoy consisted of more than ten vehicles and more than thirty people, all of whom were ordinary businessmen. The coolies with the highest level of cultivation were only innate fifth-level heaven. The carriages drove safely in the Black Bear Mountains and passed several large cities on the way.
It is a city belonging to monks. It is naturally extremely prosperous, many times more prosperous than the City of Dawn that Ling Chen experienced before.
Among these large cities, there are countless powerful monks who fly to the sky and escape from the earth. From time to time, they turn into light and disappear away. Most of these cities are gathering places for casual cultivators. There are no sects with deep roots to guard them. Therefore, the Taiyi Sect’s
Only the thin spiritual minerals can spread throughout the borders of the Black Bear Mountains.
After the fifth day, the surrounding cities began to shrink, and the carriage slowly climbed up the mountain road. The surrounding hills were undulating, and the intervals between parking and replenishment also became shorter, and the chatter and laughter of the guys who were laughing at the beginning were no longer the same.
So often. Finally, on the seventh day, as the call of the carriage steward rang out, Ling Chen had already put his long sword on his back and stood on a very simple country dirt road.
The carriage rolled up a cloud of dust and rolled away...
"I left Taiyimen and came to such a border place. But it seems that the environment here is pretty good. There are mountains and water, and the environment is beautiful. The life in the small village called Guye Village is pretty good.
." Ling Chen said to himself.
Ling Chen opened the parchment, and after a brief glance, he tightened the long sword behind his back and walked along a mountain path with a dusty look on his face.
The path is very long.
The road that goes up and down the hillside is as messy as a tangled ball of thread.
The criss-crossing roads occasionally passed through patches of woods, and occasionally crossed turbulent rivers. Ling Chen no longer knew how long he had been walking since he got off the carriage. He only knew that he was very excited, and he was so excited about his first time.
The impulse to take on the mission of a low-level disciple has long been exhausted. All I know is that the sun that was originally hanging in the middle is gradually giving off a golden sunset.
It's June now, and the sweltering heat has arrived earlier than in previous years.
The air was filled with the smell of heat. Ling Chen scooped some water from a stream and filled the water bottle he took out from his storage bag. He wiped the water stains around his mouth and looked forward. The heat and humidity in the mountains and the dense dense forest were all there.
The coolness is a completely opposite feeling. It feels like your whole body is being pressed by a large amount of water vapor and the sweat cannot be discharged. It is really uncomfortable.
However, Ling Chen is a body builder, so the heat will not have a fixed impact on him, but running around for a long time and running around like a headless fly has obviously consumed his remaining patience.
Ling Chen's spiritual consciousness reached out and scanned the surrounding forest. He could see that the five hundred meters around him were the limit.
"Huh!" Ling Chen took a long breath and dispersed the evil spirit between his eyes. As if he had discovered something, he continued to walk into the woods with his long sword on his back.
Ling Chen's footsteps advanced slowly, and there was a red line in the middle of the dark magic sword behind him. The red light reflected the afterglow of the setting sun, dyeing the surrounding air lightly with blood red.
Ling Chen was still walking step by step. He lifted the kettle on his waist so that the bumps coming from going up and down the hillside could not affect the back of the kettle. At this moment, he was climbing up a hillside.
Ling Chen grabbed a big tree that grew on an eighty-degree vertical slope, and with a little help, his body had already moved up the small slope gently and skillfully.
"...Why do you feel that there is a faint and strange feeling in the air? There is insufficient information to judge more useful smells." Undoubtedly, Ling Chen had a little doubt about the spiritual mine on the border! It's just this kind of thing.
The guess is just Ling Chen's reverie.
Ling Chen walked up the hillside, pushed aside the bushes that blocked his view with his hands, and said lightly to himself——
"Is this Guye Village?"
The long black sword behind him and the cold hilt were like a black pupil hidden in the darkness, staring indifferently at the bottom of the hillside. In the valley where the setting sun was favoring, there was a small town composed of hundreds of families.
The small village is quietly embedded there. A wisp of green smoke rises from the chimney of the house, curls up into the sky, and is blown by the wind, scattering...
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It was already very late. When Ling Chen walked down the mountain and came outside the small village, the last rays of the sun had already faded into the mountains behind. A few stars began to dot the sky. Ling Chen held the kettle on his waist and opened it.
After drinking a few mouthfuls of wine, I walked into the village.
As early as when Ling Chen used his spiritual consciousness to detect the village, a strong spiritual consciousness had already discovered him. In the village at this moment.
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Very quiet.
It's quiet and a little scary.
Calculating the time, it was probably just "Wu Shi" (19:00 to 21:00 in the modern evening), which should be the time for the villagers to have dinner. But when walking in the village, all the houses around him had their lights out.
Quietly.
No one was walking around in the village, not even a dog barked. A thick layer of wheat straw was spread out in front of the door of a house at the head of the village for drying, but now the wheat straw has dried, but the owner has not come out to clean it up.
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Ling Chen stopped and looked around. He bent down, picked up a wheat straw and held it in his hand. The straw was shiny and round, and it was obviously not a few days ago, but just put out to dry today. After thinking about it, he threw it away
He dropped the wheat straw and walked straight towards the depths of the village.
Because his spiritual consciousness has sensed the belongings of a large family in the village, and there are multiple spiritual consciousnesses of different strengths and weaknesses (they should be Taiyi’s disciples stationed in Guye Village)
Sure enough, there was a large house at the very end of the village with the lights still on, and the faint sounds of people talking could be heard from inside. It seemed that the people in this village had not disappeared.
Seeing someone, Ling Chen let out a breath. He had spent so much time running here, but when faced with this strange village, he had better ask his fellow disciples about the situation. He tightened the long sword on his back and stepped forward.
Moving closer, he finally heard the voices coming from the big house clearly. And listening carefully, he saw that there seemed to be a lot of people, and they were still arguing about something fiercely.