Supernatural: I have a small world

Immediately after he inserted the sandalwood into the incense burner, his beating heart gradually calmed down.

This earth temple was donated and built by nearby folks. The land god enshrined in it is named Zhang Gengnian, who was a well-known scholar in the village at the end of the previous dynasty.

It is said that the menopausal boy lost his father and was brought up by his mother.

Later, when his mother was old, he went back to his hometown and built a private school in order to support his old mother, although he had obtained a little fame.

In addition to teaching the nearby children to read, it is also convenient for supporting the elderly mother.

From the perspective of future generations, most people may feel disapproving of this matter.

However, in ancient times, filial piety was the first thing to pay attention to.

Although he hadn't achieved much in his whole life, the most important thing left in the county annals was that he donated a few taels of silver to repair the dirt roads for the villagers.

But just relying on his filial piety, after his death, some villagers erected merit monuments and longevity plaques for him.

Even later, when the villagers wanted to build the Earth Temple, they even erected a golden body for him, worshiping as the Lord of the Earth to protect one side, which is quite miraculous.

Having been enshrined by successive generations for hundreds of years, this land god seems to have some magic.

At least in the past few years, Sun Cheng occasionally stayed in the wild overnight, as long as he found the earth temple or the mountain temple, he would have a peaceful night.

He found some dead branches nearby, lit it with a match, and sprinkled some herbs to disperse snakes and insects in the fire, then sat cross-legged on the side, and began to practice.

Time flies, and the night has passed in the blink of an eye.

Sun Cheng opened his eyes when he heard more birdsong around him, and saw a tinge of orange-red in the east, indicating that it was almost dawn.

Looking in front of him again, the fire had already been extinguished.

Sun Cheng got up, took out some sandalwood and lit it, worshiped the god statue in the earth temple, and inserted the sandalwood into the incense burner.

He just got up and went straight to a nearby mountain.

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Chapter 017

The reason why Sun Cheng didn't stay alive for interrogation when he raided and wiped out the bandits last night.

It was because during the fight, the perverted bandits blew up their house to threaten him.

That's why he knew that the bandits came from the nearby village of Lost Cow Valley.

Sun Cheng's footsteps are not slow, and he has arrived outside the Lost Cow Valley in a short time.

Lost Cow Valley is a nearby valley. It is said that white fog often grows in the valley, and some villagers often lose their cattle when they graze nearby.

Over time, there is such a name.

Sun Cheng actually had his idea of ​​losing the valley of cattle.

A few years ago, when he came here to secretly dig rocks and vegetation to expand the inner world.

He found that the Lost Cow Valley was just surrounded by several mountains, and it was a secluded place to hide from the world.

At that time, Sun Cheng considered that if he could not obtain Taoism in the future, he would hide in the valley with his family when he was old.

After more than half a century, when the glorious New Great Xia Kingdom is established, if he is still alive at that time, he will bring his family out to live.

But he didn't want to, it's only been a few years, and the valley was actually taken over by a group of bandits.

Looking at the small hill that was only a few hundred meters high in front of him, Sun Cheng began to climb up without any hesitation.

Since the bandits built a cottage here, they must have opened up a more convenient way up and down.

However, Sun Cheng was worried that there would be secret sentries and traps on the road. With his current cultivation, foreigners' guns could still hurt him.

Therefore, he was very cautious.

Sun Cheng has quick hands and feet, and he climbed up the hundreds of meters high mountain in a short time.

He chose a steep hill to climb, so he didn't encounter the bandits' secret whistle all the way.

After climbing to the top of the mountain, Sun Cheng chose a higher place and looked into the valley.

Although the sun had not yet risen safely, he quickly discovered the location of the cottage with the help of a little fire in the valley.

It is said to be a cottage, but it is actually just some wooden houses built randomly in the valley.

Sun Cheng counted carefully, there are about fifty or sixty wooden houses of different sizes in this bandit stronghold, and their scale is at least a hundred or more.

Just when he was hesitating, whether to use a fire to destroy this sinful cottage.

Suddenly, Sun Cheng frowned when he saw that there was a white mist in the valley again.

"What a heavy Yin Qi!"

Humidity and water vapor are different from Yin Qi. Although they are also uncomfortable, they do not have this uncomfortable feeling of coldness all over the body.

Moreover, this feeling was never experienced by Sun Cheng, who had visited here a few years ago.

Without hesitation, he quietly walked along the hillside into the valley.

After a while, Sun Cheng felt his feet slipped, and hastily grabbed onto a nearby tree so as not to fall.

"what……"

He snorted softly, and immediately looked down at his feet, only to realize that he had stepped on a round stone just now, and almost slipped down.

He lowered his head to pick up the stone, took a closer look, and Sun Cheng narrowed his eyes.

"It's not stone, it's quartz?"

Sensing the increasingly heavy fog in the valley, Sun Cheng suddenly became alert.

Now he quickened his pace, and he fell to the bottom in a short while.

After revisiting the old place a few years ago, the Lost Niu Valley has changed a lot from Sun Cheng's memory.

Although the original Lost Cow Valley cannot be said to have lush vegetation, it is also full of shrubs and vines.

But now, except for some vegetation near the hillside, there is almost no weed in the valley.

Sun Cheng had a keen sense of smell and vaguely sensed a strange smell.

Immediately sniffed it carefully, and looked down at the ground after a while.

"Black soil?"

Sun Cheng had some bad feelings in his heart, he bent down and grabbed a handful of soil, and his face became more dignified when he took a closer look.

Toner and lime, no wonder he felt a little strange smell just now.

Reminiscent of the quartz that he accidentally stepped on on the hillside just now, Sun Cheng's face suddenly changed, and he quickened his pace immediately, rushing to the cottage in the middle of the valley.

He didn't encounter any secret sentry along the way, and he arrived at the place very easily.

As soon as he approached the outskirts of the cottage, Sun Cheng's nose moved.

He smelled a faint smell of blood, but it was not obvious.

The entire valley was dead silent, not to mention human voices, not even the sound of birds and insects.

The bad premonition that just popped up in Sun Cheng's heart was soon confirmed.

He quickly rushed into the cottage, and saw that all the wooden houses were dead silent along the way.

Open a few rooms to check, there are clearly traces of people who have lived here, but now there is not even a person.

The further they rushed to the center of the cottage, the heavier the yin and blood smell in the air.

Not long after, when Sun Cheng came to an open space in the center, his face was as heavy as black iron.

"The smell of blood is so strong. The bandits in this village are probably all raised in captivity, so that one day they will kill people and let blood, and accumulate corpses..."

"...What a ruthless method, what a ruthless heart... Man-made corpse farms... This is to raise zombies!"

In front of Sun Cheng was an inconspicuous little earth bag.

If he guessed correctly, there must be a coffin buried under this earth bag, and it is very likely that it will be lowered from the head to the feet, using the reverse feng shui situation, and descending in the French style.

In fact, Sun Cheng didn't know much about Fengshui, but a few years ago, by chance, he used sweet potato flour to summon more than a dozen ancient books from the home of a poor scholar who had no money to buy food.

Among them was a book titled "Buried Books of Earth Vessels". Although it was a handwritten fragment of the Ming Dynasty, after reading it, he also had some understanding of some taboos about choosing private houses and burying ancestors.

French burial is a vertical burial, which generally has extremely strict requirements, and is mostly used in Fengshui bureaus. It is said that burying ancestors in a French burial with a fengshui treasure will have the effect of blessing future generations and changing fate against the sky.

But if it is slightly modified, it will be matched with the man-made corpse breeding ground in the Valley of the Lost Cows.

Maybe it won't take a few years to raise a bronze-armored corpse with copper skin and iron bones.

With this in mind, Sun Cheng already had a decision in his mind.

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Chapter 018

Although Sun Cheng has not witnessed the brutality of zombies, he also knows that such evil things should not be born.

It is time to go forward and destroy the coffin under the earthen tomb, which should have been buried not long ago, in case a bronze armored corpse is really bred in the future to cause trouble.

However, at this moment, he suddenly heard the sound of rocks falling from a hillside not far away.

Sun Cheng was startled, and guessed that there was a high probability that the person behind the scenes who created this corpse farm had returned.

Although his kung fu is not bad now, he still doesn't know the way.

Sun Cheng was worried that he would suffer a loss in the first fight, so he hid in a nearby house while thinking about his figure.

Not long after, Sun Cheng, who was already hiding under a wooden bed in a nearby room, heard two dull footsteps coming together.

One of them is heavy and the other light, they should all be men.

Along with the sound of footsteps, there was also a voice that sounded full of air.

"Brother, we searched all night but failed to find the remaining bandits. Could it be that they sensed something was wrong and ran away?"

"It's just dozens of thieves, count them lucky!"

The two people who were talking to each other were both men, and their accents were heavily Hunan dialect.

Sun Cheng was a salesman in his previous life, and the people he usually came into contact with came from the provinces of the Xia Kingdom, and the Xiang Province dialect is highly distinguishable in the Xia Kingdom because of the relationship between several great men of later generations.

Therefore, he immediately identified that the other party was from Hunan Province, and he could barely understand the meaning of the words.

"Brother, I think it's better to be more cautious. I came to this town when I was driving corpses. There is a Maoshan Taoist priest in the town, whose cultivation level is far higher than mine. I suspect that he may have broken through to the stage of refining gods."

"And I asked someone to inquire about it. That person is an upright person. If he hears some rumors from those bandits who escaped, once he comes to check, your man-made corpse breeding ground will be exposed!"

It was the junior brother's voice, and Sun Cheng guessed that the Maoshan Taoist priest he was talking about should be the second uncle.

Sure enough, another very domineering voice suddenly snorted coldly: "That old man Zhu Zhengren has not been alive for a few years. You don't need to worry about him. His junior brother who insists on money has an old relationship with me. I tried it earlier. Over that guy's mouth."

"Why do you think Zhu Zhengren didn't return to Maoshan to serve as an elder? He said that Zhu Zhengren's grandson had a short life, and he would die once he reached adulthood."

"The old man is Tianxie. Once he leaves, it will be very difficult for that grandson to survive the death calamity, and the Zhu family will have their bloodline cut off."

"That's why I stayed in Shangxiang Town. Over the years, I have been asking for help everywhere, looking for natural and earthly treasures to protect my grandson from disaster."

Speaking of this, he suddenly changed his tone: "As long as we don't take the initiative to provoke him, let him be an old thing half buried in the loess, and dare not spoil our good deeds."

"If you push me, I will let his cousin respond to the robbery in advance!"

Sun Cheng has become more and more careful at this time.

Just listening to the voice, he guessed that these two people were at the worst stage of refining Qi and transforming gods.

Judging by their means, they should have some Taoism in their hands.

Sun Cheng is just getting started now, and although he can melt his energy for a day, except for some boxing skills, he doesn't have the slightest sense of Taoism.

Naturally, he was unwilling to jump out and face such an opponent.

The footsteps of the two stopped in front of the earthen grave where Sun Cheng stayed just now, which was already some distance away from the wooden house where he was hiding.