The bonfire was extinguished, but before dawn, Chen Qingshan heard noises outside. Some people came outside. They were all martial artists with strong energy and blood.
The wind and snow had stopped. Chen Qingshan woke up Chang Xin and others, opened the door of the Taoist temple, and saw a group of burly men standing in the snow. Snow fell on their shoulders. It seemed that they had been waiting here for a while.
When the leader saw Chen Qingshan coming out, he took the initiative to greet him and said, "Hello, brother, I'm Zhao Dagang. Just call me Dagang. The villagers of Tianlan Village are here to pick up the old man back to the village! Last night, the old man came again.
We had a quarrel with the Second Master, and we guessed that he ran away to this Taoist temple again."
"Old Master? Old beggar with yellow teeth?" Chen Qingshan asked.
Zhao Dagang nodded in agreement, scratched his head and said, "The old man is indeed a bit unruly."
Chen Qingshan knew that the old beggar Huangya was from Tianlan Village, so he thought he was just an ordinary beggar. He did not expect that this guy had such a high status.
Afterwards, Chen Qingshan saw Zhao Dagang leading a group of first-level warriors into Po Tao Temple and carried Huangya Laoqi out.
Huang Ya Lao Qi let them carry him, opened his eyes, took a glance, and called "Dagang".
Zhao Dagang ran over quickly, lowered his head, and let him do his bidding.
"Old Master, please tell me."
"Take the old lady to the wine shop. The old lady has money in his pocket and wants to buy some wine."
"But, old master, your body is in good shape. The second master said that you are not allowed to drink alcohol." Zhao Dagang looked embarrassed.
The yellow-toothed old beggar suddenly became unhappy and yelled: "Damn you Zhao Dagang, who took you to the mountains to catch birds when you were a child? And who took you to the next village to peek at your little daughter-in-law taking a bath!? Now you have become a martial artist.
The wings are hard, right?!”
The old beggar Huang Ya was scolding and wanted to get up and point his finger at Zhao Dagang's head, as if he was lecturing his grandson.
Zhao Dagang immediately wilted and showed a smile that was uglier than crying.
"Yes, yes, you are right, old lady, go to the winery, go to the winery."
Huangya Laoqi heard this and snorted coldly.
"You're a wise boy."
Then he closed his eyes and fell asleep.
This group of men took action and took their old man back to the village.
Chen Qingshan and the four of them followed up together and explained to Zhao Dagang their intention to go to the village to buy some clothes.
The generous Zhao Dagang patted his chest directly and said that since Chen Qingshan and the others had helped take care of the old man, they would take care of the cold clothing on him.
Although the warriors in Tianlan Village are only in the third level, they are all good hunters. The village has stocked up on a lot of animal furs and used them to make clothes for Chen Qingshan and others, which is not worth mentioning.
When Chen Qingshan and others entered Tianlan Village, they discovered that this village was different. Almost every house had at least one longevity tablet in front of its door.
The Immortality Card is very tall and stands like a human being at the door. It seems to be summoning the soul and keeping watch.
"This is?" Chen Qingshan asked.
When Zhao Dagang heard this, he puffed up his chest and seemed very proud.
"This is the tradition of our Tianlan village. We go to guard the Great Wall. Every time a family member goes to the Great Wall, we put a longevity tablet at the door of the house, hoping that he can come back safely."
"What if you don't come back?" A Nan asked softly.
"If he can't come back, I will stand this sign here to call his soul back!" Zhao Dagang said.
Chen Qingshan and the other four people were all moved. They couldn't imagine that there was such a village in the world.
Along the way, Chen Qingshan even saw a house with twelve longevity plaques set up at the door. The oldest one was probably a hundred years old.
Chen Qingshan passed the courtyard gate, took a curious look, and was moved. In the hall, the old woman was teasing her grandson, but there was no one else at home.
The whole family is a conscript, and conscripts never return.
"I admire you." Chen Qingshan said sincerely.
"Is it worth it?"
There was a faint voice behind him, and Huangya Laoqi didn't know when he opened his eyes. There was some sadness in his eyes. This was his question.
"Whether it's worth it or not, it's none of my business, just go and drink!" The sadness in Huangya Laoqi's eyes disappeared as soon as it was released.
I saw the yellow-toothed old beggar break free from the men's hands, jump down, and quickly run into the wine shop.
Zhao Dagang smiled awkwardly, and then arranged a place for Chen Qingshan and the four of them to live, saying that he would deliver the clothes later today.
After Chen Qingshan thanked him, Zhao Dagang left, saying that he was going to find the Second Master to return some news.
Chen Qingshan entered his room and continued to condense sword energy. Perhaps because of the prototype of the soul in the sea of consciousness, Chen Qingshan condensed sword energy much faster.
The third sword flower in his Dantian is about to bloom. When the sword flower fully blooms, Chen Qingshan, who has already condensed his sword energy, can break into the sword energy realm, the second level of sword cultivation, without any hindrance.
Two hours later, Chen Qingshan had just finished practicing when he heard someone passing by on the roof.
The voice was very soft. If Chen Qingshan hadn't greatly enhanced his five senses on Netherworld Road, he would never have noticed it.
"Are the people from Tianlan Village worried about us and coming to peep, or is there someone else?" Chen Qingshan thought, focusing entirely on his hearing. Chen Qingshan could hear the sound rushing towards the village.
"Go to the roof in broad daylight and it's either rape or robbery." Just as the voice was about to disappear, Chen Qingshan climbed out of the window and followed silently.
Then, a vigorous figure was seen leaping between the houses, sometimes kneeling and not moving, as if on guard to avoid being discovered.
Chen Qingshan looked at her appearance and was sure that she was not from Tianlan Village.
She is a nun and a thief.
The thief then entered the most central building in the village: Wuxian Temple.
"The thing she is looking for is in the Wuxian Temple." Chen Qingshan understood instantly and followed him.
The thief's name is Tongque, from the capital of Changyang County. He was entrusted by someone to come to the Wuxian Temple in Tianlan Village to steal something.
Tongque easily found what his employer said, a fragment of a painting, hanging in the deepest part of Wuxian Temple.
The painting is a scroll of splashed ink rivers and mountains, with thousands of waters and ten thousand mountains. It is majestic and majestic. You can fully imagine the charm of this painting when it is complete.
The entire Wuxian Temple is very empty, with only a few lights and this painting.
Tongque quickly approached, took down the painting, and put it into a round box prepared close to him.
Chen Qingshan followed Tongque and looked at the Wuxian Temple in the distance. Naturally, he also saw the painting in Tongque's hand. He dedicated the whole village to a fragment of the painting. One can imagine the importance of this painting to the entire Tianlan Village.
At this time, Tongque had already put the painting away and was about to leave. Chen Qingshan appeared in front of Tongque holding a sword.
"Bold thief, come to the village to steal paintings!" Chen Qingshan's voice was so loud that it spread almost throughout half of the village.
At this time, Chen Qingshan also saw Tongque's figure clearly. He was masked and dressed in a knight's attire, with a dagger on the outside of each leg and a wild goose feather knife on his back.
As Chen Qingshan's voice sounded, the originally peaceful Tianlan Village suddenly became excited.
One by one, men rushed out of their homes and rushed to Wuxian Temple.
An old man even flew out and quickly approached the Wuxian Temple. He was the only third-level martial artist in Tianlan Village and the second prince in Zhao Dagang's mouth.
The second prince's eyes were shining, and his beard and hair were floating behind him, like a lion. Although he was old, his energy and blood were still strong.
Tongque stared at Chen Qingshan, knowing that now was not the time to stay for a long time, so he jumped onto the wall of Wuxian Temple, observed the surrounding situation, and then jumped into an alley next to it.
Chen Qingshan quickly followed him and climbed over the wall into the alley. At this time, Tongque had disappeared.
Chen Qingshan quickly followed up, strode to the corner with his sword in hand, and struck the shadow with his sword.
The sound of gold and iron clashing sounded, and firelight splashed.
Tongque's figure rolled out from the shadows, with a face full of disbelief. Chen Qingshan just struck a sword, and Tongque's dagger collapsed and made a gap.
"How could you possibly see through my secret technique of covering the clouds?!" Tongque naturally relied on him in this line of work, and this covering the clouds was a way to hide his traces.
Now that Tongque is using Cloud Cover, even the warriors in the third realm cannot detect it. But he didn't expect that the sword cultivator in front of him would see through his figure.
Naturally, Chen Qingshan would not tell Tongque that this was the result of the prototype of his soul. He just looked at her coldly: "Hand over what you stole."
Tongque threw the dagger in his hand towards Chen Qingshan's door. Chen Qingshan drew his sword to block it. Tongque took the opportunity to get wind at his feet, and a series of afterimages appeared, immediately widening the distance between him and Chen Qingshan.
At this time, the Second Master also followed up and struck Tongque with a palm, but Tongque still used his dagger to block it.
The bronze sparrow was knocked away by the Second Master's palm and rolled far away using the force.
After smashing several longevity tiles, Tongque realized something while looking at the longevity tiles.
But Tongque also knew that now was not the time to think.
"Secret Technique of Blood Escape!" Blood mist erupted from Tongque's body, and then it exploded in the air at an astonishing speed, rushing into the distance, leaping a few times, and then disappeared into the village.
The warriors in the village also came behind the Second Master, looking at the direction where Tongque was leaving with complicated expressions on their faces.
In the wine shop, Huangya Laoqi was drinking a small drink, as if he had anticipated all this, and joked: "How can a small Tianlan Village afford such a thing? It's better to throw it away now."
There is wine in the cup, so give up a lot of money in exchange for peace of mind.