Counterattack Xiaoxian

Ye Chuiqing was frightened for a moment, but after a while nothing unusual happened, he calmed down and quickly went to see what was going on outside.

The location of the grain depot is called Tuoling. It is located on the corner of Xiujiyuan. It is usually deserted, but at this time it is very lively.

In the mountains and fields, rats are as spirited as flying arrows, wandering around, seemingly determined to catch the dogs.

Here in the big house, many people appeared, laughing and pointing.

"Hey! Mr. Xiao, do you want to help? Just give me a shout so that the brothers can move their legs."

The person who made fun of him was the steward of Room A, and only their stewards dared to call the rat spirit that way.

The rat spirit glanced back and said, "You don't need to worry about it, it's just a beast."

Having said that, the mouse spirit's face was ashen, and a flash of light suddenly appeared in his right palm, shooting out more than a dozen green palm winds in several directions at the same time.

Wherever the wind passed by, grass and trees fell down, cutting open large areas.

This is the third-level magic "Wind Blade Technique". Using it on such a large scale consumes a lot of spiritual energy, which shows that he is a bit stuck.

But it really worked, and immediately a black shadow came out.

The rat spirit smiled ferociously, not wanting to capture it alive anymore, and sent out a wind blade as big as a crescent moon.

Seeing that the black dog was about to lose its head, suddenly, a sword light shot down from the air and shattered the wind blade into pieces.

Then a girl in red jumped down, picked up the black dog, and said: "You are a big boss, you are not ashamed to bully a puppy!"

The Mouse Spirit was shocked and stopped: "May I ask who the girl is...?"

He knew very well that those who could fly in the air must at least reach the sixth level of Qi refining.

This girl looks like she is in her early teens, she is really scary!

So he couldn't help but be rude.

The girl had two pigtails that reached the sky. She raised her hand, and the cold light was as bright as a horse. She flew away in the air, leaving behind a sentence: "Old man, don't ask around, my lady wants the dog."

Ye Chuiqing's eyes were blurry and he didn't even see what kind of weapons they were using.

The rat spirit sat on the wax in front of everyone, with a face like pig liver. He could only leave in anger, seeming to become much older all of a sudden.

This is called the situation being stronger than the person, so what if we forget about it?

Thinking about it, even the maids around her have this kind of cultivation, so what level should the young lady in her mouth be? What family?

In a word, give in when it’s time to give in!

"It's okay!" Ye Chuiqing breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the rat spirit hadn't turned around, understanding that this matter was definitely not over yet, but at least it could give him some relief.

He turned and entered another house and came to a counter.

This is the inner warehouse, responsible for the inventory and handover of materials.

Behind the counter was a man who looked like a scholar. Without raising his head, he said, "I'm busy, just hand over the things."

Hearing this, Ye Chuiqing reluctantly took out a worn storage bag and handed it over together with the "Breaking Formation Talisman".

This storage bag is issued by the sect and must be recycled after use. Although the quality is not good, it can still hold tens of thousands of kilograms of grain.

"If there is anything missing, you know the consequences."

The scholar took it and threw it aside, then threw a bamboo chip on the counter.

"Yeah! Got it."

"Damn it, you say you're cultivating immortality, but it's like working part-time." Ye Chuiqing complained secretly, but still grabbed the bamboo chip in his hand.

This is called a "food chip", which can be worth a month's worth of food and drink, and no one will have trouble with their stomach.

He wanted to sigh again.

He's always so half-dead, when will he be the boss? Besides, there's something dirty going into his head...!

After everything was done, Ye Chuiqing took a shortcut home.

His residence is thirty miles away, and passing through a mountain pass can save a lot of travel.

The mountain col was densely populated with huge trees and was deserted. Halfway through, he felt a tightness on his body for no apparent reason.

He raised his eyes to search and found a black shadow squatting on the rock like an old owl. Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a rat spirit.

The rat spirit stood up and shouted: "Humph! Do you think grandpa will let you go like this?"

Oh my god, this is killing someone to vent your anger!

Ye Chuiqing is not as dull as the original owner. He is not here to reason with you. If you don't run away, what are you waiting for?

Although he was only at the first level of Qi Refining, he knew how to lighten his body, so he turned around and started running wildly, still moving like a snake under his feet.

But this was not enough. After a few breaths, he was kicked out.

The rat spirit hit his shoulder blade with one finger, and his whole body immediately became weak and he rolled onto a pile of rotten leaves.

Then a smelly foot stepped hard on his chest, and the sharp wind blade breath in his face made his skin hurt.

Is this going to die?

Ye Chuiqing closed her eyes sadly and whispered softly: "Goodbye, second life, goodbye, brave new world..."

"puff!"

Before he finished speaking, he spat out a mouthful of blood. It turned out that his chest had been stepped on.

"What nonsense are you talking about? Tell me honestly who sent you here? I'll leave your body intact." The Mouse Spirit asked sullenly from above.

What?

Could it be that the time travel was discovered? This is too fast!

Now that you've been discovered, let's risk it all.

Ye Chuiqing smiled miserably and said, "I said it was God, do you believe it?"

"puff!"

It spurted blood again and received another solid kick.

The rat spirit stared at him and said word by word: "Don't act poor, I'll ask you questions and answer them."

Ye Chuiqing nodded repeatedly, thinking that he was going to die, so he must keep his mouth shut, it would be worse than wiping his neck with a knife!

Seeing that the meat was already on the anvil, the Mouse Spirit said slowly: "Others say that I am short-sighted and have no ambition. Grandpa admits this, but he has also thought about setting foot on the blue clouds and enjoying the feeling of becoming a master."

He raised his head and said: "So I spent all my wealth in exchange for a secret skill and practiced it secretly, hoping to make a splash in the year-end competition and gain admission to the inner sect."

Ye Chuiqing was a little confused when he heard it, but he knew about the outer sect competition.

Within the Fei Qi Sect, the gap between the outer sect and the inner sect is as big as clouds and mud.

If an outer sect disciple wants to enter the inner sect, there are only two ways to go.

One is to reach the sixth level of Qi Refining, and the other is to obtain a good ranking in the outer sect competition.

Most people would never dare to think about the former, but the latter is a shortcut.

It turns out this guy had this idea!

But with his cultivation at the third level of Qi refining, is he overthinking it?

Ye Chuiqing thought to himself, but saw two rays of anger coming towards him.

"But today, this thought is gone. That secret skill needs to be cultivated for three years. During this period, it must not be exposed to evil, otherwise it will be destroyed."

"Three years, three whole years! My grandfather's three years of hard training were all wiped out by your plague dog. Now your cultivation has dropped by 50%. You deserve to die!"

"Eh……?"

Ye Chuiqing instantly turned to stone. Things seemed not to be what he thought at all. Wasn't the identity of the time traveler exposed?

Wait... let a dog break the secret trick?

Cultivation dropped by 50%?

Go ahead, how tragic this must be!

He couldn't help but look at the rat spirit with a hint of sympathy.

"But I know you don't have the guts or the ability. Someone must have instructed you to do this. They want to eliminate their opponents before the competition, right?"

"Tell me quickly, are you from room A or room B?" Mouse Jing yelled violently.

Ye Chuiqing was yelled to the point where blood flowed from his mouth and nose, and he said anxiously: "No! No one instigated me. I really brought that dog back from the mountain!"

How could the Mouse Spirit believe what he said? He reached out and turned his hand into sharp claws to clasp his Tianling Cap, and asked sternly: "Are you going to tell me? Are you going to tell me? Let me squeeze out your brains bit by bit."

The severe pain made Ye Chuiqing scream loudly: "I really didn't lie to you... No one has come to me... I don't know about your cultivation..."

"You're not going to tell me, are you? I never knew you Bing'er was a tough guy. Okay! I'll help you, and I'll check it out later if I can."

The rat spirit looked crazy, ready to crush its head in one fell swoop.

However, the next moment he felt his hand slipping, and there was an egg in his palm.

This is……?

He was in a daze, as if he was in a dream. He couldn't break it even if he squeezed it hard, as if he was holding the void, but it was clearly solid again.

Then an even more terrifying scene happened. He felt that all the spiritual power, energy, and soul in his body were being sucked by the egg.

Passing... everything is passing quickly, and when his consciousness falls into chaos, he has turned into a mummy.