I just want to be a quiet man

Then they saw a lonely grave in the middle of the woodland.

The solitary tomb and the stele stand quietly among the mountains of corpses, and there is loneliness and coldness in the treachery.

Beside the tombstone, a god statue with bang eyebrows and white hair, stooped figure, and wearing a large brocade robe that doesn't fit at all sits cross-legged on the ground, his eyes are slightly closed, and the corners of his mouth are drooping.

Seeing the Great Immortal Zhenxie, General Zhenxie heaved a sigh of relief and nodded slightly. It seems that the monsters here have been suppressed by the Great Immortal Zhenxie.

Chapter 138 : Bold Demon!

Thinking of this, General Zhenxie strode forward with everyone, and at the same time took out incense sticks, flints and other things from his pouch, preparing to offer sacrifices to the "Zhenxie" Immortal first.

Afterwards, it was possible to carry it out, but when it got closer, it suddenly found that something was wrong.

This Immortal of Suppressing Evil, everything else is the same as when he was invited into the carriage, but the expression on the other party's face is no longer the kind of smile that is not a smile, or sorrow that is not sorrow, but has become gloomy, as if There are endless things on my mind that I can't let go of...

However, before they could react, everyone in this team showed extremely depressed expressions...

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The barren village has been demolished and only the foundation is left, hidden among the vegetation. If you don't observe carefully, if you look from the dead old trees, you can see grass growing and warblers flying in all directions, and a piece of flatness.

When the south wind blows, the vegetation undulates, revealing a little color of the land.

With the lonely grave under the dead tree as the center, the unique color of the grave extends far away.

After this period of operation, the territory of the Red Fairy has become very vast.

"Bang, bang, bang, bang..."

Accompanied by the din of gongs and drums, a team dressed in red and green and carrying handcarts on their shoulders walked through the extraordinarily lush grass, and marched mightily towards the tomb, preparing to sacrifice to the Red Fairy.

Although the team walked together, everyone had a cloth belt with writing on their arms.

The colors of the cloth belts are quite different, among which the words "Gujia Village" are all written on the green ones; the three words "Meihua Town" are written on the blue ones; "Qushui Village" is written on the gray ones... Among them, most of them were tied with red cloth belts and wrote "Gu Wucheng".

At this moment, among the crowd in Guwu City, there are more than a dozen people who are particularly well-dressed, and the sacrifices they carry on their shoulders are also very elegant.

Among these people, two were empty-handed and took nothing.

One of them is a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl with good features and fair skin. She wears a double snail bun and a begonia flower. The pleated skirt has a pair of concentric knots tied with pea-green and tan-colored ribbons on the chest, and the long ribbons hang down and flutter in the wind [Note].When he was looking forward, his black and white eyes were shining brightly, making him look delicate and cute.

The other person was walking beside her, but he was a young man of similar age, with an ordinary appearance, wearing a gray robe, soaped boots, and carrying a long sword wrapped in layers of cloth on his back.

The two walked with the team while talking in a very low voice.

The young man wandered around and asked in a deep voice, "Jiaojiao, is that pretentious devil here?"

The girl Di Jiaojiao nodded, and then said in a low voice: "That may not be some monster, but a real monster! Brother Lin Feng, you must be careful for a while!"

Hearing this, the boy smiled slightly, but didn't say anything.

He is the orphan of Lin Jiabao, Lin Feng!

Ever since he met a great opportunity that day and slaughtered all the pursuers, during this period of time, he has been invincible with one sword and one sword.

Even the first-class masters in the Jianghu who he could only look up to in the past, could not go through three moves under his sword!

And under the first-class master, he doesn't even need to draw his sword!

Thanks to the generous gift from that expert, even though he is young, he already has the qualifications to aspire to be the supreme martial artist!

A few days ago, Lin Feng finally arrived at Di Mansion in Guwu City, met the elders of Di Mansion, and explained his intention of marrying Di Jiaojiao.However, when the two parties were talking happily, he heard that there were monsters nearby, and every once in a while, a group of living people would be sacrificed.The death row prisoners in Guwu City have already been exhausted, and if this continues, they can only be selected by lottery among the Li and Shu in the city, so the whole city is crying, which is terrible.

Therefore, Lin Feng put aside the matter of getting married in advance, and came here specially today to do justice for the heavens and eliminate harm for the people!

At this time, both he and Di Jiaojiao saw an old tree that had died in front of them.

Under the tree, a lonely tomb lay quietly, and in front of the tomb, a tombstone without words stood silently.

The line stopped quickly.

After a brief commotion, the entire team, from front to back, fell to their knees one after another like felled wheat: "Greetings to Immortal Hongfen!"

"Meet the Fairy Hongfen!"

During the greetings, everyone knelt down and prostrated themselves on the ground, not daring to vent their anger. Lin Feng and Di Jiaojiao also knelt down under the pull of the Di family.

However, Lin Feng raised his head quietly and observed carefully.

An incomparably gorgeous Wangong sedan chair suddenly appeared above the solitary tomb, suspended in mid-air.

"Meet the Fairy Hongfen..."

Everyone knelt down for a while, but there was no order from the great immortal, and then they stood up tremblingly, starting from the Gujia Village, which was at the forefront, they went forward to burn incense, offer offerings, and then offer sacrifices.

The ground in front of the cemetery softened and squirmed like a swamp, and began to devour the offerings from Gujia Village...

"Great Immortal Hongfen, with boundless magic power, bless my Gujia Village, safe and sound, with good weather..."

The village head of Gujia Village and the villagers who came with him knelt down again and prayed in a low voice.

At this time, a voice full of anger and anger suddenly sounded: "Bold monster! In broad daylight, you dare to sacrifice a living person. It is an unforgivable crime and you must die!"

Before he finished speaking, Lin Feng suddenly jumped up and rushed towards the sedan chair.

Seeing this scene, the faces of all the people who were worshiping changed drastically, and they hurriedly shouted: "Stop!"

"Stop!"

"Don't be rude to the Great Immortal!"

"Great Immortal Hongfen, spare me!"

"Great Immortal, please forgive me, we have never met this person..."

Just when everyone was extremely anxious, Lin Feng had already unsheathed his long sword, the light of the sword was as sharp as autumn water, with a faint blood color, he slashed fiercely at the sedan chair.

clang! !

However, before the long sword touched the sedan chair, it stopped in mid-air, no matter how hard Lin Feng tried, he couldn't make any further advances.

Lin Feng was stunned for a moment. Ever since he took the magic elixir given by that expert and obtained this peerless sword, no one has ever been able to block his sword head-on!

Just as he was thinking, he heard a cold and soft voice, which suddenly came out from the sedan chair: "Young Master Pei, where are you now?"

Mr. Pei?

Who?

Lin Feng hastily restrained his mind, and was about to continue swinging his sword, when his body suddenly lost control, like a marionette being hoisted out of thin air.

He couldn't help but turn pale with shock, and soon saw that all members of the Di family, including his fiancée Di Jiaojiao, were all being hoisted into the air just like him at this moment.

Immediately after...

puff puff puff...

Like a large group of mandala bursting into bloom, blood splashed everywhere, and in an instant, blood, water, flesh and blood were floating in the air, scattered all over the ground.

"Do not!!!"

Lin Feng's eyes were shattered, and he shouted in despair.

The curtain of the sedan chair rolled up without wind, and a figure in a red robe and a hipa head came out. It was slim and enchanting, as graceful as a willow.

The pink bride stretched out her hand, with five slender and tender fingers, a foot-long bluish-black long armor suddenly popped out from the fingertips, and suddenly clasped Lin Feng's sky cap.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!"

Lin Feng curled up in an instant, screaming hysterically.

Soon, the soul search was over.

"puff!"

Lin Feng's head exploded suddenly.

The pink bride returned to the sedan chair without even looking at him.

The car curtain fell, and the audience was silent.

After a while, everyone came to their senses and fell to their knees in fear.

"Great Immortal Hongfen, you are so merciful..."

"The Great Immortal is kind, the Great Immortal is merciful..."

"The great kindness of the great immortal, never forgetting..."

[Note] Clothing reference, a treasure search "[Spring Banquet] Moon Begonia".

Chapter 139 : Start the war!

late at night.

The cool wind blows over the verdant vegetation, and the branches and leaves fluctuate like layers of waves. Among the turbulence, the unique fragrance of the forest slowly diffuses.

Foxes and rabbits ran, snakes and mice waited for an opportunity, and there was a rustle in the shadows.

On the official road, three figures walked slowly.

The three people in the middle have a little frost on their temples, and there are lines on the corners of their eyes and brows, and they seem to be middle-aged; the person on the left is green shirt and sandals, carrying a long sword; the person on the right is wearing a royal robe and a golden crown.

While walking, his aura was subdued and did not reveal any vitality. It was Fu Xuanxu, Zhong Kui Yue Ji and Ning Wu Ye.

As they were walking, they suddenly stopped.

Not far away, there stands a stone tablet with the words "Yanhuigu" crudely engraved on it.

The gazes of the three of them only randomly glanced over the stele, and then looked at the path behind the stele.

It was a well-maintained, flat and neat avenue, just like the place where they were standing now, with low-hanging grass and overgrown trees on both sides, and occasionally crows and sparrows could be heard from the treetops.

The three looked at this scene calmly, Fu Xuanxu said: "There is a maze here."

"Check the type of formation, if it can be cracked, break it, otherwise, take a detour."

Zhong Kui Yueji slightly nodded and said, "I'll do it."

With a thought in his mind, he took out a dim compass from the storage bag, and began to count with his fingers.

Fu Xuanxu and Ning Wuye stood beside them, looking around vigilantly to protect them.

Soon, Zhong Kui Yueji said: "This is an ordinary labyrinth, there is no danger."

After hearing this, Fu Xuanxu and Ning Wuye were about to nod their heads, but saw Zhong Kui Yueji frowned, and continued, "This formation is not like the handwriting of ghosts, but more like the work of monks."

"Moreover, the level of the maze is not high, and the cultivation base of the formation will not exceed that of forming an alchemy."

Speaking of this, the three immediately looked at each other.

Afterwards, Fu Xuanxu said calmly: "There is no need to destroy this formation."

"Go and meet the people who set up the formation."

Zhong Kui Yueji and Ning Wuye both nodded slightly.

So, the three of them continued to move forward, taking the initiative to step into the maze.

After entering, the surrounding scenery was exactly the same as what they saw outside. However, as they walked, the surrounding terrain and scenery began to undergo subtle changes, unknowingly attracting them to a certain place.

The three looked calm, and followed the guidance of the formation, and walked forward.

After a while, they came to a small old temple.

This temple has a single gate and courtyard, and the gate is closed at the moment. On the high hanging plaque, there are five big characters written: "Zhao Family Great Immortal Temple."

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A solitary grave in the wilderness, with dim tombstones hidden among the long grass.

The miscellaneous trees not far away seem to have grown a bit taller, standing gracefully, with dense branches and leaves, the long wind blows slowly, and the thick emerald and light green undulate like waves.

The chirping of insects and sparrows near and far has all disappeared.

An invisible pressure pervades the entire cemetery.

A figure in a black robe stood beside the tombstone with his hands behind his back, his sleeves fluttering, his face stern.

It was Pei Ling.

Right now, his territory is already extremely vast.

Yanhui Valley, Muyan City, Chuyun City, Xiannvguan...all have temples dedicated to him.