Supernatural: I have a small world

"Father!"

Zhu Qi saw him from a distance, and hurriedly shouted.

On the top of this mountain, there are hundreds of corpses lying in disorder.

Zhu Qi sat around with twenty or so teenagers, almost all of them were wounded, and six or seven of them seemed to have suffered serious injuries.

It can be seen that Zhu Qi and the others, who have been fighting all night, are all exhausted at this time.

When Sun Cheng came back, most of them were cultivating cross-legged, trying to recover as much as possible.

Sun Cheng nodded and replied, "Well, I'm back."

He ignored Zhu Qi, and looked directly at the six or seven young people who seemed to have suffered serious injuries.

Zhu Qi reluctantly stood up and explained to him: "These people were scratched and bitten by corpses during the battle just now. I can only treat their wounds briefly, but I can't stop their injuries from worsening. "

Nodding his head, Sun Cheng walked up to one of the teenagers, and looked down at him who had passed out.

The young man had dozens of wounds scratched by the corpse, because the corpse contained a vicious corpse poison artificially refined.

The wound on the boy's body was infected by the corpse poison from the corpse, and the wound couldn't heal, the corpse poison was still corroding his body.

He opened the boy's closed eyelids, and sure enough, he saw two green lights.

At that moment, Sun Cheng stretched out his right hand, and the ruby ​​on the back of the beak of Jingwei finger cuff on his index finger shone brightly.

The next moment, a faint green mist gushed out from the various wounds on the boy's body, and was quickly absorbed by the ruby ​​on Jingwei's beak.

"All right!"

Sun Cheng absorbed all the green corpse poison on the boy, and took out a few Guyuan Pills from the inner world that can replenish a small amount of true energy, stuffed them into the boy's mouth, and stretched out his hand to inject a burst of true energy to help him refine That Gu Yuan Dan.

Soon, the boy who was still unconscious before became breathless.

"Go back and rest for half a month, and the injury will basically recover!"

After finishing speaking, Sun Cheng checked all the rest of them one by one.

Fortunately, he had the protection of Zhu Qi, a monk in the Qi refining period, and Sun Cheng also left ten iron puppets to attract hatred.

None of the more than 20 people he brought died, but four of them were seriously injured. Even if he tried his best, he would probably have to recuperate for about half a year when he returned.

Not to mention the other people, all of them were injured, but it was not that serious.

After checking and treating all the people, Sun Cheng distributed some Guyuan Pills and other elixir to them to restore some physical strength and true energy.

As for himself, he continued to clean up Station 293.

Although the three battalions of green battalions were not full, they also left thousands of corpses.

Most of these corpses were turned into corpses by that unknown He Shen subordinate of Sun Cheng.

If this kind of harmful thing is left in the wild, it will be troublesome if it is eaten by some wild beast.

It took Sun Cheng some time to clean up all the traces left by the green battalion soldiers of the third battalion.

That's why Zhu Qi and the others returned to Shangxiang first.

And he himself went to Pennsylvania, met Li San, and went straight to Greentown along the official road.

Although it has been confirmed, what happened this time was done by He Shen's subordinates.

But he was able to convince the admiral of Gui province whose official residence is located in Greentown, which shows that there is something tricky behind it.

If the person in charge of the military affairs of a province under such a secular regime has another thought in the future, although it is not a threat to Sun Cheng, it is still a trouble.

Therefore, he planned to take a detour to Greentown, intending to see for himself what the admiral of Guangxi Province meant.

As for Green City and Guangxi Province, Sun Cheng didn't care about the possible follow-up shocks due to the inexplicable loss of three battalions of Green Battalion soldiers.

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Chapter 217 Little Hibiscus (for Subscription)

"drive!"

Sun Cheng rode a horse and leisurely entered Green City with Li San.

As soon as he entered the county seat, he looked around the city that would replace Guizhou Prefecture as the new capital of Gui Province in later generations.

Not to mention, compared with the beautiful Guizhou Prefecture, this green city is slightly inferior in terms of beauty.

But its geographical location is relatively good in Guangxi Province.

If industrialization starts in the future and several railways pass through, the development potential of Greentown is indeed higher than that of Guizhou Prefecture, which has a relatively more complicated terrain.

"Master, let's find a place to rest for a while, shall we?"

Not long after entering the city, Li San asked immediately when he saw a restaurant.

Sun Cheng glanced at the restaurant, smiled and nodded: "Okay."

Ever since the true qi in the body began to combine with the vitality in the body to form the true essence.

On weekdays, he absorbed the aura of heaven and earth through cultivation, which was enough to supplement the consumption of true energy in his body.

As long as the inner world is still providing Sun Cheng with the aura of heaven and earth, he can actually maintain the most ideal state of Daoism, that is, he does not need to drink any food or alcohol that may be filthy.

However, for him, the greatest pursuit in this life is indeed to achieve immortality and immortality.

But the little hobby of food cannot be left behind.

Together with Li San, Sun Cheng rode his horse and stopped in front of this restaurant named 'Tianxianglou'.

Just as the two got off their horses, a guy from the restaurant had already come out.

"Grandpa, do you want to stay at the tip or stay in a hotel?"

"Feed our horses something good, then prepare a table of good food, and open two upper rooms!"

Sun Cheng pretended to dig into his inner pocket, but actually took a silver dollar from the inner world and threw it to the guy.

"Reward you!"

The guy's face was filled with joy, and he bowed hurriedly: "Master, you have a good look. I will take care of the little one and arrange it for you two."

The guy shouted into the restaurant, and immediately led the horse to the stable in the backyard.

Sun Cheng and Li San walked into the restaurant, and a middle-aged man who looked like a shopkeeper came over with a smile on his face.

He saw the scene where Sun Cheng rewarded the buddy with a penny just now, and said flatteringly, "You two, it's a coincidence that all the private rooms above are gone. But there is a nice one near the window on the second floor." The location. Do you think it is suitable¨‖?"

Li San stood half a step behind Sun Cheng, standing there without saying a word, like a bodyguard.

The shopkeeper also has good eyesight, so he has been waiting for Sun Cheng's answer.

"Okay, let's have a table of your signature dishes here. By the way, is there anyone here who can sing ditties? Find a girl who is more eye-catching, and come and sing me some ditties!"

The Raksha girl can sing ditties. When Sun Cheng was in Guizhou Mansion before, the Raksha girl would sing two songs to him when he was eating.

At first, he was not very used to listening to it, but gradually Sun Cheng also fell in love with the traditional operas of the Xia Kingdom.

Seeing his palm flipping, the shopkeeper tossed out a few silver dollars.

He quickly caught it, with a flattering smile on his face: "Okay, sir. Just wait a moment, I just know a girl who can sing very well, and I will find you right away."

After finishing speaking, the shopkeeper turned around, and suddenly he seemed to be a different person.

He yelled at the buddy who was serving wine to the guests not far away: "A'an, go and see if Little Furong is there, let her come over and sing for the distinguished guests!"

"Understood, shopkeeper!"

Sun Cheng just smiled slightly, and under the guidance of the shopkeeper, he walked to the window on the second floor.

Not long after sitting down, the shopkeeper personally brewed a pot of good tea and brought it to him. The serving speed of Xianglou was not slow that day, and four cold dishes were served in a short time.

Sun Cheng was the first to take a few bites with his chopsticks. The taste wasn't too good, but it wasn't bad either.

Li San didn't pay too much attention, he ate quite happily.

Neither of them spoke while eating, but the second floor of Tianxiang Building is also a large and transparent alley, with a dozen tables on the left and right.

Although two of the tables were far away from Sun Cheng's table, with his current hearing ability, the chat content on the other table quickly aroused his interest.

"Have you heard that Admiral Lu suffered from migraines, and it is said that in the past few days he often yelled and yelled in pain, and even accidentally killed a servant!"

"So suddenly? Didn't the old man go to Annan to fight against foreigners before? I saw him once at that time, and his body is so strong!"

"The admiral's mansion has recently invited a lot of Taoist priests and monks. I heard that they have run into evil..."

"No way, what kind of ghost dares to provoke a big man like him!"

"Who knows... But when it comes to bumping into evil, we in Green City have been really evil these days, and there have been several incidents in a row..."

"How's that?"

"The Wang family in the south of the city knows, the one who went to Nanyang to do business... After the young master of the Wang family came back from Nanyang at the beginning of the year, he invited the great monk of Jing'an Temple to recite the seven-day scriptures..." I've also heard..."

"I heard that the young master of the Wang family offended someone in Nanyang, and he was cursed by the natives there... Oh, yes, it's called a lowering head..."

"Hey, it's so miserable... I heard that the young master of the Wang family can't touch women at all now, and accidents will happen if he does..."

"I heard that he was possessed by a ghost..."

Sun Cheng listened to these conversations with great interest. The casual topics of the people on the table over there had already allowed him to collect a lot of interesting information.

As the two hot dishes were served, the shopkeeper came over again.

There is also a girl who walks slowly and holds a pipa in her arms.

"...My lord, I've called you the girl you want to sing. She's called Xiao Furong. Although she's only an apprentice in Lihuayuan in the city, her singing skills are already very good."

The shopkeeper moved half of his body away, and only then did Sun Cheng see clearly the appearance of the girl standing behind him with her head bowed and her pipa in her arms.

But the moment his eyes fell on her face, his expression froze for a moment.

How should I describe her as a young girl? She should be about the same age as Xiaoyun, about 15 years old.

The girl's skin is as white as jade, her eyes are full of autumn water, her face is not made up, she is very pure and lovely.

But the unopened eyebrows and red lips, as well as the two small mounds that are only slightly raised, all add a very contradictory but not annoying charm to her.

However, what really surprised Sun Cheng was not the girl's beauty.

It's that face, although it still looks a little immature and green.

However, in the memory of Sun Cheng's previous life, a female star surnamed Qiu who was once popular in Hong Kong and Taiwan and known for her sexiness is nine points (Liao Nuohao) similar.

In an instant, he realized that the girl in front of him must be from another Hong Kong movie.

"This weird parallel world, how many movies, TV series and animations have been integrated into it..."

Cursing secretly in his heart, Sun Cheng looked at the girl who seemed to be getting agitated by his gaze.

After thinking about it, he asked, "Can you sing Jiangnanchun in March?"

Seeing that his gaze was finally no longer as aggressive as before, the girl nodded quickly, but did not speak.

The anecdote left very tactfully, and as soon as he left, the girl called Little Furong hesitated for a while before going to a nearby bench and sitting down.

After making some adjustments, she flicked the pipa in her hand.

The singing sound as gentle as water resounded in Tianxiang Tower.

"Jiangnan Spring in March, Lennon has a deep friendship..."

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Chapter 218 Su Xiong (for Subscription)

The melodious singing voice kept ringing in my ears.