Master, he doesn't want to [Transmigration Book]

The young man squinted his eyes and stared at the young man for a long time. When he saw the young man's hand rubbing the sword hilt, he knew that the young man would not hand it over. He snapped his fingers, and everyone behind him raised their weapons.

"Boy, I advise you to be more sensible, we don't want to fight you hard, you seem to be a disciple of the Dazong family, and we want what you have.

I don't think we need to fight, this thing is useless to you. "

The thing in Feng Chang'an's hand was really useless to him, he felt it with spiritual power just now, it was just a crystal, the spiritual power was as high as a high-grade spirit stone, and he didn't know it was a crime.

"What do you need something for?"

The young man raised his arms: "Then it has nothing to do with you."

Loose cultivators generally don't keep their promises. If you give it to him, he will just kill you. There is no such thing as letting people go.

The five people in front of him, together with the one who was kicked into the pool by him before, made a total of six people. At present, among these scattered cultivators, the young man headed by him has the highest cultivation level - the early stage of false alchemy, and the others are all about Foundation Establishment.

Feng Changan clenched the doctor's sword in his hand, raised his head, and said with a smile: "I can give it to you, but you have to escort me to a safe place."

The people in front of them were extremely active in their thoughts. After looking at each other for a few times, they all saw the greed in each other's eyes. The young man in the lead held his chin and thought for a while, suppressing the haze between his brows.

"Where? It's okay to escort you there, because the thing in your hand is too important to us, but you have to tell us, where are you going?"

Feng Chang'an was going to the place where the real treasure was born. The secret realm collapsed, and he fell to this place. He didn't know if he changed his direction.

If it is connected to the secret realm, the general direction has not changed.

The last time he came, it was more than 20 years ago. After discovering the strange treasure, he saw that he was not born, so he left a mark somewhere.

Now to release the news to these people that he is going to that place is to use his identity to make them feel that he, a disciple from a great sect, has a treasure map or other magic treasures in his hands, and can guide people to find the strange treasures inside.

After all, the difference in strength is too great, unless Feng Changan sacrifices the Qingming Sword, or asks 081 to use up the mana for the last half hour, otherwise, according to the current situation, he will undoubtedly die.

But if he releases the strange treasure hook, these people will feel that he is of great value, not only will they not kill him, but they will take him along and escort him all the way to the place where the strange treasure was born.

Such a free bodyguard is useless if you don't use it.

Feng Chang'an raised his chin, imitating Yang Jian's appearance, and said arrogantly: "I can't tell you this, as long as you escort me to that place, I can not only give you this thing, but also pay you for the escort fee."

As the boy said, he opened his hand and showed them the blue crystal.

The minds of the people in front of them were no longer focused on the blue crystal. They were just entrusted to come to get the blue crystal. Compared with this useless crystal, they were very interested in what the boy said.

The young man looked like he was from a great sect, and the place he was talking about was, without accident, the place where the mysterious treasure was born.

A few people covered the excitement in their eyes, and said kindly: "It's not difficult, it's okay!"

As soon as the words fell, the big man who was kicked into the water by Feng Changan broke through the water, roared, raised the sledgehammer in his hand, and smashed Feng Changan on the head.

The sledgehammer was black and had huge thorns. When the hammer hit, the brains of this person burst out, and the death was miserable.

Before the sledgehammer touched the young man, the leading young man stomped on the ground fiercely, his body was like a shooting star, with the hilt of the knife facing outwards, knocking the big man into the air.

The big man was hit in the chest, flew out, rolled on the ground a few times, and stared at the boss in disbelief.

The leading young man landed smoothly, patted the young man's shoulder with one hand, and said to the big man: "From today on, this kid will be considered one of us. As elders, we must take care of him along the way."

Except for the big man, everyone else understood the meaning of the words one by one, watch him carefully, don't show any signs on the road, and let him run away.

Unwilling to ask questions, the big man came out to block all his words, and went to explain.

When the big man came back, he changed his countenance and looked at Feng Chang'an with a smile, as if looking at a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

Feng Chang'an looked at the big man with disdain, looking arrogant and superior.

A group of people left the pool and followed Feng Chang'an.

Feng Chang'an could only determine the approximate location, so he walked all the way in that direction.

Five days later, we arrived at a forest full of mist.

Feng Chang'an knew that the direction was correct, following this direction, the next stop should be an abandoned village, and finally the place where the strange treasure was born.

Feng Changan looked back at the six people behind him, and looked at Wulin with a smile. He raised the sword in his hand, and a pair of harmless deer eyes reflected on the blade.

The deer's eyes were bright, and there was a surging killing intent hidden deep in the eyes, restraining the killing intent, Feng Chang'an went straight to the fog forest.

"Be careful, everyone. This is a rare foggy forest filled with miasma. There may be monsters in the fog. Be careful not to be attacked."

The leading young man caught up with the young man in two steps and dragged him into the middle of the crowd: "Stand in the middle if you have no strength!"

Damn, I know the danger, and I'm afraid I have no brains, if I die here, what they did before will be in vain!

This foggy forest seems to belong to the Southeast Ridge area. The mountains are steep, the roads are narrow, and the miasma permeates the entire mountain range. It is really a lair of poisonous snakes and beasts.

A group of people cautiously groped in and walked for an unknown amount of time. Looking around, there was still a large expanse of white miasma.

They entered the foggy forest at noon. If they entered at night, the temperature would be low, and with the water mist at night, the water would suppress the fire, and the momentum of miasma would be much smaller than it is now.

The miasma is so great that you can't see your fingers, and you can only hear the beating of each other's hearts.

Feng Chang'an pinched out a wind chasing talisman, unfolded it with a shake, and carried it in with spiritual power.

He said: "Follow the wind chasing talisman."

There was a vast expanse of whiteness in front of them, and they couldn't even find the direction. The group of people made up their minds. This young man seemed to have a lot of good things, and when he got there...

No matter how you think about it, they are still on the road now, Ya Xia was making a lot of calculations, and the few people walked in silence following the faint green light of the Wind Chaser Talisman.

The wind chasing talisman flew for more than a hundred miles, then suddenly turned and flew downwards.

Several people followed naturally, but unexpectedly, the moment they turned the corner, the wind chasing talisman disappeared completely, and there was no other color except the gray miasma around them.

"what happened?!"

"How did it disappear?!"

Feng Chang'an said: "It should be that there is too much miasma in the foggy forest, don't worry, I'm just pinching one."

After finishing speaking, Feng Chang'an ordered another wind-chasing talisman, heightened his vigilance secretly, followed everyone's footsteps cautiously, followed the wind-chasing talisman into the depths of the dense forest.

The road deep in the dense forest is getting more and more difficult, and there are mud and dead branches everywhere.

The few people did not dare to relax, they held their breaths, held their weapons tightly, and groped forward.

Turning around a dark hill, the wind chasing talisman made a cheerful burning sound, and suddenly accelerated to the left.

It seems to be going out!

Several people's eyes lit up, and one of them was afraid that Feng Chang'an, a weak chicken, would not be able to keep up with the action, so he mentioned him and hurried to catch up with the chasing wind talisman.

At this moment, a small voice sounded in the forest.

Something in the dark was staring at them, rustling the dead branches and leaves, and hearing it in the ears, it was as if something as hard as iron had scratched the surface of the ground.

Several people closed their eyes and stopped immediately. When they stopped, the thing also stopped.

There is wind in the forest, the sound of wind, small and soft, coming from the southeast with the unique heat and humidity of this area.

After a silence, the rustling sound was sharp and piercing.

"Ah!" There was a scream from the side, followed by the sound of falling to the ground.

The nerves of the few people were tense, calling each other's names, and then they found that there was no one missing.

This is strange, who made that scream just now?

Feeling uneasy, the group continued to walk forward. After walking about a hundred meters, they heard another scream, just like last time, followed by another scream.

"Who?! Come out! Who is playing tricks!"

A group of people were drenched in cold sweat. They licked their chapped lips, and after turning their eyes around the white field, they each reported their names and found that there was no shortage.

"Boss, I always think it's weird." The big man carrying Feng Chang'an leaned towards the young man in charge, and said in a low voice, "Don't you think it's weird? Why did you scream twice, and there was the sound of falling beside you, but The name is right again."

The leading youth nodded and said: "It's really strange, but I don't care too much now, it's too weird here, it's better to get out as soon as possible."

As the young man said, he took out a piece of paper from his pocket, breathed on the paper, and the paper immediately turned into a big net, covering several people.

"Now I feel relieved." The leader said.

As soon as he finished speaking, there was another scream from behind. This time, unlike the previous two times, he fell down directly, accompanied by the word help.

The big man and the young man were so frightened that they broke out in a cold sweat, with goosebumps on their backs, they tentatively called out to the owner of the voice: "Little Liuren? Little Liuren?"

Xiao Liuren's promise came from behind: "Yes, yes!"

So the two of them put down their minds and continued to move forward. At this moment, Feng Chang'an, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke.

"I don't think it's right. Don't you think this is a bit like a substitute method? Kill a person first, and then replace yourself."

All the things that were wrong came together in Feng Changan's words, and the doubts in their hearts seemed to be answered.

If the person who said they were really killed, who was the person who answered them just now?

The arms of the two men trembled a little, and they were extremely horrified, but they tried their best to keep calm, and only accelerated their steps.

The miasma became thinner and thinner, and a black shadow suddenly flashed in front of him.

The leading young man raised his knife, concentrated his spiritual power, aimed at the black shadow, and slashed down fiercely.

A tiger phantom appeared on the knife, roaring and rushing towards the black shadow, tearing the black shadow clean.

Hmph, vulnerable.

The young man thought this way, just as he was about to take back his sword, the wind blew loudly, and a powerful momentum came from behind him!

The youth quickly turned sideways to avoid it.

The thing flew into the air and was about to hide immediately.

The young man was at the beginning of the false alchemy, and in the thick fog, although he couldn't see the exact location, he knew the approximate location.He poured spiritual power into the broadsword, stomped on the ground, and slashed at the place where the sound was the dullest.

The big knife pierced into the thing's body with a sharp explosive force, shattering all the internal organs of the thing from top to bottom.

With a "squeak one by one", the thing fell heavily to the ground.

Because the miasma is much thinner, the young man made a fire trick, and leaned over to take a look, and barely saw what it was.

On the ground lay a rat-faced ox horn, a bat body, bird legs, and human hand-like skeletons on both sides of the legs.

"Kyushu Wind and Cloud Records" has a saying: ...Guo You was twenty and eight, and when he was traveling, he cleaned up hundreds of beasts, all five types of beasts, and they were extremely ferocious, and he could not fight with them...

"Anecdote" also said: Eating beasts cannibalize people, living in groups, and encountering food, first tempt them like people, and then be good at surrounding and attacking in groups...

The young man in the lead turned pale and shouted, "Go!"

The wind chasing talisman was about to burn out at this time, Feng Chang'an heard the words, and pinched out another wind chasing talisman.

The desire to survive was stronger than the fear, and they chased after the wind chasing talisman and ran out of the foggy forest as if fleeing.

After leaving the foggy forest, I realized that it was daytime and the sun had not yet set. In other words, they walked through the foggy forest, but it took only a short time to inject incense.

The big man put Feng Changan on the ground and wiped off his sweat. From the corner of his eye, he saw that the three people behind him lost their necks.

There was a ferocious monkey squatting on the head of the three of them, imitating the blank expression of the big man, making various expressions.

The big man yelled in horror, raised the wind and Chang'an ran forward, he ran, and the other two obviously noticed something was wrong, oiled the soles of their feet, and fled quickly.

They don't know this kind of thing, but it's not easy to think of breaking the necks of three people quietly.

Seeing them running, those monkey-like things cheered and clapped their paws, as if celebrating their escape.

Several people kept running, and they didn't dare to stop until they couldn't see the three things for a long time.

"It scared me to death." The big man let out a sigh of relief, put Feng Chang'an down, and bent over to pant.

The young man in charge looked very bad, his eyes moved from the big man to Feng Chang'an, and then to another brother who was alive.

He said viciously: "Three brothers died!"

The big man was timid and afraid of getting into trouble, so he said quickly: "Brother, why don't we go..."

Before he finished speaking, another person retorted: "It's hard to get to this point, what are you doing when you go back! Boss, don't listen to his nonsense."

The young man in the lead had a gloomy face and didn't talk to him. He stared at the terrified young man and said, "How far is it?"

As expected, the young man came out of the gate. He didn't have any guts at all. He was terrified. He tremblingly said, "Go over the village in front, and then we'll be there after walking for a while."

The leading youth said gloomyly: "There are still villages here?"

The young man shook his head and said anxiously: "No one, it should be no one's, I heard it's abandoned."

"What else do you know?" The three young people looked at each other and asked.

The boy said with a sad face: "I only know this, otherwise I wouldn't ask you to escort me."

Come on, I have nothing to ask.

The three of them had no choice but to take the young man to the village, and within ten miles, they saw a village.

The village is in dilapidated condition across the poor hills and waters. It is unknown when the houses were built. The houses are all dilapidated, and there are spider webs everywhere. At the very front, it can be seen that there is a pawn shop with bamboo poles inserted in front of the shop.

This bamboo pole is very strange, crooked, with a piece of tattered yellow cloth floating on it, with the word Guo on it.

A few people entered the village stepping on the hard yellow mud, and when they passed the dilapidated pawn shop, the big man who had mentioned Feng Chang'an suddenly felt a chill behind his back, but when he looked back, there was nothing.

He was uneasy and afraid of being scolded by the boss if he spoke out, so he called Daofeng Chang'an, pointed to the pawnshop and asked, "When you passed by just now, did you feel a chill behind you?"

Feng Changan looked at the pawnshop he was pointing at.

The pawnshop was dilapidated, and chicken feathers were scattered in front of the shop. Thick ashes had accumulated on the chicken feathers. Looking inside, the table with no arms and legs was dumped on the ground, and a piece of red cloth was messily placed on the foot of the table.

The red cloth was full of spider webs, and looking up along the red cloth, I saw a plaque that had been bitten by insects hanging in front of it, and a vague word—Guo was engraved on the plaque.

Feng Changan shook his head: "No."

The big man said: "Really?"

Feng Changan firmly said: "Really not."

"What are you two doing, hurry up!" the leading youth urged in front.

The big man had no choice but to give up, and Feng Chang'an quickly caught up.

In an empty pawn shop, the red cloth was blown up by an evil wind, and a black cat with a bloody human hand emerged from under the piled up broken tables.

The black cat jumped to the door of the pawn shop with a strong figure, and its golden pupils stared straight at the few people who were going away.

Blood dripped from the hands.

……

The few people had just left here, about half a cup of tea, when a young man in white stepped into the village with a sword wrapped in cloth on his back and a jug of wine in his hand. fast forward.

Passing by the pawn shop, he stopped and looked inside, only to see a crumpled black cloth on the pile of dilapidated tables.

Without staying long, the white-clothed boy continued on his way.

It rained without warning at night, Feng Changan and the others wanted to hurry, but found that the rain was very corrosive, and the spiritual power shield on their bodies would be pierced within two steps, not only that, even the low-level The magic weapon "Umbrella of Last Dream" has been corroded.

Helpless, they had to hide in embarrassment. Fortunately, they found that these houses would not be corroded, so they had to quickly hide in the house.

But the houses here are too dilapidated, the roof leaks, and no one can live there.

It was not easy to pick someone who could barely watch, tidied up, and a few people sat on the floor, practicing in every corner of the room.

The window of the room was open, Feng Changan was too low alone, and was sent by the window to watch the night by the other three because they wanted to regain their strength to face the next journey.

This is a restaurant, on the second floor, the open window just overlooks most of the village.

Feng Changan leaned against the window and looked around boredly, everywhere was gray, with vague outlines visible.

Feng Chang'an did walk over the Wulin journey when he couldn't control his sword at the beginning, but he didn't walk over this village, he just glanced at it in the sky and then rushed to the source of the strange treasure.

In the silence of the night, there was only the sound of rain hitting the earthen pots and tile backs. At this moment, there was a sudden knock on the door.

The few people who were meditating were startled, woke up immediately, got up from the ground, what happened? ! "

Feng Changan also stood up, motioned them to look at the door, and said, "There is a knock on the door."

The knock on the door paused for a while, and then knocked again, "Is there anyone there? I see that there is no place to shelter from the rain, so I want to stay overnight."

The sound was like jade hitting the ground, like hands plucking the strings of a lyre, disturbing people's hearts.

Listening to the voice, it seems to be the voice of a teenager,

Several people looked at each other and replied: "It's full, you can go elsewhere."

"Alright then, excuse me." The man outside said.

There was no more knocking on the door, and several people breathed a sigh of relief. Just about to sit down and continue to meditate, they suddenly heard an exclamation of "Ah!".

One by one was the voice of the boy who knocked on the door earlier.

Several people started up, but before they rushed to the door, they heard a "click" in the room, and something fell to the ground.

Several heartbeats stopped suddenly, and when they looked closely, there was a bloody human hand lying quietly on the ground.

The moment Feng Changan saw the man's hand, he rushed to the window, and then he saw a black cat jump off the roof in the distance and disappeared.