Countryside Rhapsody

The hearse transporting the corpse was traveling on the rough stone mountain road. The bumpy condition made the two people lying in the mezzanine of the hearse very uncomfortable. As long as the body rolled over a stone, their heads would hit the narrow wooden board.

"Lord, why are we lying here pretending to be corpses?" Fu Tingfang lowered his voice and asked the person lying next to him wrapped in a burnt black cloth, although the noise outside made him sure that no one would pay attention He heard the movement in the mezzanine of the hearse, but he still couldn't help lowering his voice.

"Because if we don't pretend to be corpses, we will become real corpses." It was rare for the landlord to seriously answer Fu Tingfang once, with a lower voice than Fu Tingfang: "Shut your breath, an expert is here."

Forced his eyes to close his five senses, and only kept a trace of spiritual sense to explore the condition of the outside of the hearse according to the request of the landlord, Fu Tingfang felt helpless for the first time. Still such an unusual car.

"Really, according to your order, there are nine cars in total, and each car contains twelve corpses." Fu Tingfang could feel that the person who spoke was not far from the hearse where he and the landlord were.

"Push in." The voice of the speaker was a little old, and it was unclear whether it was the original or a deliberate disguise.

"Yes." After a simple conversation, the hearse started to move again. This section of the road is more rugged than the one when the hearse was hidden. If my feeling is correct, it seems that these people directly pushed the hearse from the stairs. down.

While hitting his head against the wooden board again and again, Fu Tingfang experienced what is called speed and passion for the first time. Just after the hearse rolled down the stairs, there was a sudden leap into the air, and then it fell vertically, smashing into the deep pit Make a loud noise.

It wasn't just the hearse that Fu Tingfang and the others were hiding in that was pushed into the pit, but nine hearses that came at the same time. When Fu Tingfang released his consciousness, he could hear a conversation from the deep pit: "Tomorrow we will return to the pit." There is a batch of hearses, as long as the corpses transported by that batch of hearses arrive, the mass grave will be completed."

"Thanks a lot."

"For the master, the subordinates are willing."

Just when Fu Tingfang thought he was going to stay under the pile of corpses for eternity, the people around him finally said, "Let's go out."

"Master, tell me the truth, are you asleep?" Fu Tingfang could hardly ignore the yawn from the proud landlord when he spoke.

"Anyway, there is nothing to do, so it's better to nourish your spirit, isn't it good?" The landlord said it as a matter of course, directly ignoring the resentment on Fu Tingfang's face: "Let's go, don't delay, after this hour, we will leave not going."

After destroying the chassis of the hearse, Fu Tingfang and the proud landlord fell directly to the ground. With a soft snort, Fu Tingfang got out from under the chassis first. The scorched white rags form a perfect match with the scorched black cloth on the proud owner.

Looking around, they realized that it was a huge deep pit. Surrounding them were hearses of the same size. The stench from the dead bodies was hard to ignore. The khaki flags, each with the three big characters Evil Ghost Sect written on them.

"Lord, if my memory is correct, wouldn't the Evil Ghost Sect be destroyed a long time ago?" Fu Tingfang was full of doubts. The deeds of Yulong Wang leading the righteous troops to fight the Evil Ghost Sect in the past have already been arranged by everyone in Liyuan. The opera has been spread throughout the entire Dongsheng Shenzhou, and even the children of Chuipao can hum a few lines of the libretto.

"Yes." The proud landlord did not show surprise: "Unfortunately, the time we are now is before that early."

"Lord, in fact, I have never been able to understand your speech." Fu Tingfang held his forehead, wondering how he was abducted from the Buddhist gate by the proud landlord.

"It means, congratulations on your successful journey through time and space. Counting the time, now should be the year when I ran away from home and you lived on the street."

While speaking, the proud landlord took out a model of a small wooden boat from his mustard pocket. Under the catalysis of the spell, the small wooden boat floated in mid-air and turned into a vehicle that could accommodate two people. The proud landlord jumped on the wooden boat first, He pulled Fu Tingfang up again.

The wooden boat moved in response to the sound, and flew out of the huge pit where several hearses were parked. Under the cover of night, it shuttled through the vast mountains and forests, and flew in the direction of the moon, startling countless birds that had already fallen asleep. .

At the same time, it triggered the magic circle arranged by the Wan Guizong in the forest to emit a sharp siren.

"Lord, we are making such a big commotion now, so what's the point of spending so much time hiding ourselves?" Fu Tingfang felt a headache for the proud landlord's rampant driving skills.

"This is an accident. I haven't piloted a spaceship for many years." Proud owner's hands are not slow, but his tone is very calm: "You hold on firmly, I'm going to speed up."

At the moment when the proud landlord's words just fell, Fu Tingfang once again remembered with her body what it was like to ride a tornado. She was dizzy, not to mention the sea of ​​stomach was still churning. Things flew around with the night wind.

Even if the owner has increased his speed to the maximum, he still can't get rid of the pursuit from behind. Feeling that the powerful coercion is getting closer and closer to them, the owner of the pride took out a high-grade spirit stone and shot it into the fuel tank of the wooden boat. His speed instantly increased to a level comparable to that of lightning, and he left behind the people who were chasing him.

"Master Tingfang, I have something to tell you." Just when Fu Tingfang's soul was thrown out of the sky by the master's driving skills, the master's hesitant voice came from his ear: "This wooden boat, I can't bear the aura of two high-grade spirit stones at all."

Fu Tingfang only felt that a string was broken in his head, and his whole body was petrified. If God gave him a chance to start over, he would never walk out of the monastery with her just because of a few words from the host. The gate, even if the abbot said [-] times that the fate of the world is not over, he will never step out of the gate!

The rattling sound of the wooden boat confirmed the words of the proud landlord. The wooden boat began to disintegrate when they were still in mid-air. Before Fu Tingfang had time to react, he was slapped off the wooden boat by the proud landlord. , the wooden boat was completely shattered, and the energy storage device exploded at the same time, turning into a bright firework in the night sky.

"I'm really sorry, I forgot to send this boat for maintenance for a long time." Before falling into the water, Fu Tingfang heard the insincere apology from the landlord.

As soon as his body sank into the water, Fu Tingfang noticed something was wrong. With his current cultivation, it is difficult for ordinary pools to affect his body, but the water flow around him actually hindered the flow of true energy in his body. The proud landlord has already started to swim in a certain direction like an ordinary person, and at the same time, he did not forget to turn his head and gesture to him.

Following behind the landlord, Fu Tingfang really wanted to give up and leave, but since she was on a thief ship, there was no reason to let the thief off the ship easily, even if she was absolutely unwilling in her heart, Fu Tingfang still had to follow the landlord. .

The water is icy cold and weighs a thousand catties. It's not like swimming in a pool at all, it's more like being trapped in a swamp. Fu Tingfang spends a lot of effort in every swimming movement, and finally follows When the proud landlord went ashore, Fu Tingfang didn't feel the pleasure after swimming at all, except that her whole body became wet, but she was so tired that she couldn't breathe.

On the contrary, it is the proud landlord, who is obviously the same Nascent Soul cultivator, who is also locked in the same body, and who is younger than him next year, but he has already raised a fire on the bank of the pond like a normal person: "Tonight we There's still a lot to do."

"Lord, aren't you tired?" Fu Tingfang couldn't help complaining: "It's so late, don't you need to rest?"

"We have returned to the past in the present world, and there will be two you and two me in this world." The proud landlord fiddled with the fire and explained: "However, this violates the law of time."

"Lord, I really don't understand what you mean?" Fu Tingfang shook her head, very distressed by the proud landlord's way of speaking.

"To put it simply, tonight is the day when I ran away from home in the past, and it is also the day when I am about to die in the past." When the proud landlord was speaking, he took out the dagger that once caused bloody storms in the rivers and lakes. The silk cloth wiped the white blade.

"Lord, are you going to kill the past you?" Fu Tingfang was dumbfounded: "If you do this, will the present you still exist?"

"At the same time, there can only be one you and one me in this world." The proud landlord lowered his eyes: "Threat, I want to be killed in the cradle."

"Lord, it turns out that you also know that you are a disaster." Fu Tingfang agreed with this very much.

"A good man doesn't live long, but a scourge lasts for a thousand years." Proud landlord didn't take Fu Tingfang's complaints to heart at all: "Long life is the possibility of enlightenment."

"I'm sleepy, I'm going to rest." Fu Tingfang didn't bother to talk to her homeowner anymore, she was full of exhaustion, and as soon as her body fell to the ground, she said perfunctorily: "I wish you success, go early and return early!"

Thick dark clouds covered the moon and stars in the sky, and the wind at night was a little wet, which was a sign of rain. After setting up an enchantment around the firepit, the host got up and walked away from Fu Tingfang's side. Her feet stepped on the mountain covered with dead branches and leaves, but she didn't make the slightest sound. The dark figure wandered in the forest like a ghost.

A dagger without a scabbard was stuck in his waist, and the silvery white blade exuded a chilling cold light.

In the middle of the mountain forest is a quiet ancient town. The proprietor stands in the distance, watching a girl in white go around the guards and climb over the wall.

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