After her rebirth, she became the sweetheart of the sickly uncle.

Such a profound mountain-moving technique is even better than that of the mountain behind the Paradise Gate. The two are different uses of the same mechanism.

Unexpectedly, there was such a hidden master in Fengyun Mountain, but Su Qingcheng was very sure that the person in the thatched house at this time must not be the owner of this place.

"Where did the little girl movie come from? If I ask you to leave, you won't leave. Haven't you heard that I am the god on Fengyun Mountain?" The voice in the thatched house was obviously angry and threatened, "Believe it or not, I will kill you! "

Su Qingcheng was not panicked. If that person really meant to kill her, he would have done it as soon as she stepped into this land.

She wasn't speaking out of thin air. She had previously wondered why the mechanism on the mountain would directly lead her here. When she saw the layout of this thatched hut, she understood.

In her previous life, she met an old man with white hair at Puhua Temple. The man was mysterious and came and went without a trace.

One day, he collapsed in front of Su Qingcheng's door. Su Qingcheng, who had never stepped out of the yard, helped him into the empty room. The old man wanted to repay her kindness and gave her several medical books and books on Qimen Dunjia.

During those days, he taught Su Qingcheng many things and told her about his experiences traveling around the world.

But one day, the old man suddenly left, and she was taken into the palace by Fu Xingzhou, starting her miserable life for the rest of her life. Unfortunately, it was only at the last moment of her life that she understood the principles of life that the old man taught her.

She felt familiar when she stepped into this thatched house. When she thought about it carefully, the smell of these herbs was the same as that of the old man, and the old man also mentioned to her the art of exorcising corpses.

He said: "In life, the purpose is just to make a home. After death, people also want to go home. The art of exorcism is just to help people who cannot go home on their own."

"I'll count to three. If you don't come out of the thatched hut, I'll set this place on fire."

Su Qingcheng said coldly, if this man has been in that thatched house for many years, then where has the old man gone?

There was silence in the thatched house, maybe because he was hesitating. He had gone through so much trouble to find this place, and he didn't even see the shadow of half a god. But the food here was enough for him to eat and drink for the rest of his life. The life at the bottom of the mountain was too hard. It's better to live happily here.

In the past five years, Su Qingcheng was the first person to set foot in this place.

The door opened slowly. Even though she was mentally prepared, Su Qingcheng still felt nervous when she saw the man.

Not exposed to sunlight all year round, his skin was sallow and his body was thin, looking like a walking corpse.

"You are the first person to come here in so many years." He used his real voice, which sounded like a ghost crawling out of hell. If Su Qingcheng didn't believe in ghosts and gods, she would definitely think that he was a ghost.

Behind the man, there was an ax hidden.

"Where have the people who originally lived here gone?" Su Qingcheng asked.

She thought she would never meet the old man again in this life, but she didn't expect to find traces of him in the distant Dongling Kingdom.

"When I came here five years ago, there was no one here." The man slowly walked out of the thatched house. "It's amazing. The flowers and plants outside here can grow so well without anyone taking care of them or getting sunlight."

The danger was approaching her step by step, but she didn't notice it.

"In this case, there was a misunderstanding. I thought the original owner of this place was held hostage by you. You are also a villager at the foot of the mountain." Su Qingcheng was a little disappointed, thinking that she could see the old man again.

"How do you know?" The man's hand holding the ax paused and held it tighter.

"You look like you haven't been in the sun for a long time. You must be suffering from a skin disease." Su Qingcheng said calmly.

Unexpectedly, the man suddenly became excited. Before he could get close to Su Qingcheng, he had already swung his ax and said fiercely: "Don't confuse me with them, they are a bunch of devils! I am not from Fengyun Village!"

Su Qingcheng reacted quickly and backed away, but he moved too fast and struck a deadly blow. Su Qingcheng was unable to avoid it and tripped to the ground: "Wait, I don't mean any harm, I'm just looking for those two women!"

She tried to calm the man down and looked for an opportunity to move the arrow sleeve on her hand. It was specially made for her by Su Yizhi to help her defend herself. It was much more convenient than the bracelet.

Unexpectedly, the man couldn't listen to anything. He slashed with red eyes and a ferocious face: "Fengyun Village! You are also from Fengyun Village! You all deserve to die, you all deserve to die!"

After slashing randomly, Su Qingcheng's shadow was not even touched. In the end, because of his physical weakness and weak hands, he couldn't even pick up the ax and fell to the ground.

Foaming at the mouth, his eyes rolled up, and he kept muttering: "Fengyun Village...go to hell..."

Su Qingcheng was very complicated at this time. As a doctor, she really couldn't leave behind a sick person, even if this person wanted to kill her not long ago.

"Forget it! I don't want the old man to die here..." She muttered, but dragged the unconscious man into the thatched house. He was much lighter than Su Qingcheng expected, and she pulled him with almost no force. Move onto the bed.

Just in case, Su Qingcheng tied the man up with a rope and checked his breathing. He was still alive.

She finally breathed a sigh of relief, and then she was able to take stock of the structure of the thatched house. Whether it was the placement of objects or the furnishings, they were all in the old man's style.

This made Su Qingcheng full of emotions, and she couldn't help but feel even more grateful to this old man who could be said to have helped her a lot...

After coming back to her senses, she felt the man's pulse. Strangely, his body seemed to be very weak. There was almost no flesh on his cheeks, they were sunken, and he was so thin that he was just skin and bones.

Judging from his appearance, he is indeed similar to the people in Fengyun Village, and it is not difficult to infer from what he said that he is from Fengyun Village.

For people with this kind of skin disease, exposure to the sun is fatal, so the people in Fengyun Village will be confused day and night. However, he lives in the old man's place and cannot get any sunlight at all. He should be very healthy. How could he be like this? weak……

Unless he is different from those people in Fengyun Village, he is a normal person.

Su Qingcheng suddenly realized it. After finding the cause of the disease, she prescribed the right medicine. There was a large area of ​​herbs for her to choose from outside the old man's thatched house.

An hour later, the man woke up and realized that he was tied up. He struggled and said, "I won't let you go. Let me go quickly. You are from Fengyun Village. I'm going to kill you."

Su Qingcheng sat casually on the bamboo chair, fanning the cattail leaf fan in her hand from time to time, and said calmly: "Is this how you talk to your savior? You are also from Fengyun Village, right?"

The man paused for a moment, and seemed to feel that he was really full of strength, and then said: "Why do you want to save me? I am not from Fengyun Village!"