Deviant Immortal of Uncanny Dao

Da da da The hoofs kept stepping on the ground, making a crisp and rhythmic sound of horse hooves.

The wheels of the carriage behind slowly ran over the horse's hoof prints, and what came up next were Gao Zhijian's wide footprints.

The group of people followed the carriage and continued walking along the path.

Everyone seemed to be worried, and from time to time someone would peek at the leader, Li Huowang.

In their eyes, Li Huowang was obviously dead. Even if he didn't attract flies, he was definitely dead after repeated inspections.

But he actually came back to life so suddenly, it was all so weird.

Of course, there were more weird things than that, including the fact that his body suddenly came out from the grave, and after uttering nonsense about the world going crazy, he suddenly fainted again.

It all happened so fast that they couldn't digest it.

If Senior Brother Li hadn't still looked the same as before, they almost thought something else had got into him.

The only thing that comforted them was that after waking up, Senior Brother Li sat there in a daze for a while and then returned to his original self.

When they asked what happened, the only answer they got was that it was over.

He said it was over, it was over, no one dared to ask again, just live.

Let's take a rest and have dinner. Li Huowang's words caused the carriage's wheels to stop.

Some people went to fetch water, some to collect firewood, and some to pick wild vegetables. After so many days, they cooperated quite well.

But Li Huowang did nothing. He sat there and took advantage of the remaining sunset to open the translation of the Fire Jacket Sutra.

The words written by Yingzi gradually appeared in front of Li Huowang. With the death of Danyangzi, Li Huowang's disappearing cognition gradually returned. He was no longer illiterate and could already see clearly what was written on it.

This can also explain from the side that Danyangzi is really dead, instead of pretending like before.

Huo Yi Zhen Jing was phoneticized using English characters. Through the translation, Li Huowang gradually mastered the usage of this strange book wrapped in wax.

However, this thing is not easy to learn. It says that you must be compassionate when performing spells.

Li Huowang did not expect that he needed to mobilize his emotions to perform magic.

As Li Huowang recited vague incantations, the white wax on the book began to gradually melt and began to form into a ball.

However, Li Huowang was interrupted before practicing for a while.

Senior Brother Li, hey~ Senior Brother Li? Are you busy? Gouwa, holding a few dead logs in his armpit, leaned over with a playful smile.

He looked around and saw that Bai Lingmiao, who was picking wild vegetables, had not come back yet. He walked over and asked in a low voice, Senior Brother Li, in order to honor you, I gave you a grave when Junior Sister Bai was not around. Burned two paper figures, women!!”

Um?

Seeing Li Huowang's brows furrowed, Gou Wa looked around slyly, then continued to come closer and asked, Senior Brother Li, did you receive those two women over there before?

Gou Wa's words left Li Huowang speechless. I'm not dead at all.

I know you are alive, but weren't you dead before? I thought that if you received it, then I would burn a few more women for myself.

I didn't die before. I didn't receive anything.

But you clearly had no energy at all at that time, and we even let you go for three days before burying you. Why, you weren't lured to the underworld by the Bull-headed Horse Face to report? By the way, what does the underworld look like?

Li Huowang looked at him impatiently, thinking about how to end this nutritious nonsense as soon as possible. I received.

Oh! This is great! Gouwa's face was filled with joy. He clapped his hands and almost jumped up with joy. He couldn't help but start thinking about something in his heart.

What did you receive? The female voice came from behind, startling Gouwa.

He turned around, looked at Bai Lingmiao and Chun Xiaoman who had returned from picking wild vegetables, and laughed quickly. It's okay, it's okay, I'll just have a little chat with Senior Brother Li.

Today’s dinner is gnocchi, which is easy to make and convenient to eat.

Just add cold water to the flour, knead it into a semi-wet but not dry dough, put it into the palm of your hand, and squeeze it into the pot from the tiger's mouth.

Seeing the gnocchi floating slightly, Bai Lingmiao picked up the can of lard, picked up a large spoonful and put it into the black iron pot. Finally, he put in the green wild vegetables that are easiest to cook.

After a while, white dough balls and green wild vegetables were rolling in the water.

Seeing this scene and smelling the aroma, everyone couldn't help but swallow their saliva. After a long journey, everyone needs to replenish their energy.

Hey, I didn't expect that I, Cao Cao, would have white noodles every day. How can I explain this? Gou Wa said proudly, tapping his chopsticks.

The first steaming bowl taken out of the pot naturally belonged to Li Huowang.

Bai Lingmiao brought it in front of Li Huowang. When he stretched out his hands to take it and ate it wholeheartedly, his face was filled with a joyful smile.

My senior brother Li really didn't lie to me, that broken hand really grew back.

What are you looking at me for? Aren't you going to eat?

Bai Lingmiao nodded, also picked up a bowl, squatted down next to Li Huowang obediently, and started eating.

There weren't many people in this group, but with two big eaters, Gao Zhijian and Bai Lingmiao, they managed to eat a large pot of gnocchi without any soup left.

After washing the pots, dishes and chopsticks, it was getting dark. There was nothing else to do in the evening. I lit up the bonfire hastily and everyone began to fall asleep.

Tonight was Gao Zhijian's vigil, and since he had a keen sense of smell, Li Huowang had nothing to worry about. After washing up by the river, he lay down in the carriage and took an early rest.

Not long after he closed his eyes, Li Huowang felt a soft body creeping in from a corner of the quilt.

Li Huowang, who had his eyes closed, grabbed her and gently held her in his arms.

Not long after, Li Huowang felt the other person's hands turning around and hugging him, and the hug became tighter and tighter, almost burying his body into his body. Not long after, Li Huowang felt his chest was a little wet, and he heard a pitiful choking sound.

Why are you crying? Li Huowang slowly stroked the hair on Bai Lingmiao's back.

My mother always taught me that a good daughter-in-law should be hard-working, good at running a household, generous, good at talking, and she should not meddle in men's affairs.

But do you know? I am really afraid that one day you will suddenly disappear like that day and never wake up again...

The carriage fell into silence, and Li Huowang could feel the other party's sincere feelings for him.

Bai Lingmiao's voice had a hint of crying.

Senior Brother Li, why do you always carry everything on your own? Why don't you tell me? Am I really nothing in your heart?

Because I don't want you to get hurt, but now that everything is over, I'll tell you everything.

Li Huowang lowered his head and kissed Bai Lingmiao's hair, sighed softly and began to explain the whole story to Bai Lingmiao one by one.

He told her the ins and outs of the matter, talking nonchalantly, all the way from Qingfeng Temple to the Gate of Yak.

But he suddenly got stuck.

What happened next? What happened next? Is Danyangzi dead? How did you come back? Bai Lingmiao's heart couldn't help but feel anxious after hearing the critical moment.

Li Huowang's expression became struggling, and pulsating veins appeared on his forehead, and he began to hold his head involuntarily.

Those...those...things!! I...I don't know how to describe it! I can't describe it in words!!

Sorry, I just finished writing a volume yesterday and planned to take a break, so I will write a chapter today and continue to update it tomorrow. Goodnight everybody.