Little Fairy Raiders Manual

Starting from the Central Plains, bypassing the world of cultivating immortals all the way to the northwest, and walking for about three or four months, you can reach the Western Regions.

Yang Yi felt lazy on the way, so he bought a crude carriage that could only provide shelter from the wind and rain, and drove by himself, staggering towards the Western Regions.

The Western Regions and the Central Plains have been doing business for a long time, so you just need to follow the official road.

The premise is that there are no bandits who rob houses along the road.

For the fourth time, an overturned carriage passed by, with torn pieces of cloth scattered beside it, three or four overturned boxes, and the bodies of several civilians who were killed.

"What's wrong with this area? Nobody cares about killing people and stealing goods in broad daylight?" Yang Yi looked at the wounds on the corpse, "It's the same as the ones I met before, it's all sword wounds."

Mu Qingzhou just finished summoning the soul: "The traces left in the memory of the soul are the same."

"Although the Lixiu world is relatively far away here, it is still under the jurisdiction of the imperial court. If you are so blatant, there is no king's law!" Among the civilians killed this time was a child who looked like he was seven or eight years old. , Yang Yi punched the ground, stirring up a cloud of dust, "Even the children are not spared, it is really insane!"

However, Mu Qingzhou closed his eyes and recited a rebirth mantra to save these wronged souls, regardless of how the other passers-by who saw this scene turned pale and hurried past felt.

After doing this, Yang Yi helped Mu Qingzhou, who was a bit out of strength, and said, "Let's go, there are so many people coming and going, someone will report to the government to deal with it, as for the others... if we meet , will not be forgiven lightly."

Back in the carriage, Mu Qingzhou did not get into the carriage and meditate for a day as usual, but moved out and sat on the side of the carriage with Yang Yi.

Yang Yi raised his whip and drove the horses forward: "It's cold now, and it's windy outside, Qingzhou should go in and sit down."

Mu Qingzhou shook his head: "Come out to breathe."

Yang Yi didn't force him to sit anywhere, and the two of them could talk together outside, so he said, "Then put on your cloak, don't catch a cold."

Just as Mu Qingzhou was about to say that he would not catch a cold, Yang Yi had already pulled out the rabbit fur cloak from his Qiankun bag and threw it to him in the air.

"This is worn in the twelfth lunar month."

"I know, there is no harm in wearing more clothes, and the weather gets colder as you go north, which is nothing compared to those in the south of the Central Plains."

Mu Qingzhou could only slowly wrap the cloak around him, feeling that Yang Yi had treated him as a weak and sick child since the beginning of winter, and was afraid that something might go wrong.

But no matter how much he was afraid of the cold because of the spiritual power seal, he was still different from ordinary people in essence, and he had never heard of any immortal who caught cold because of too much cold wind.

But Yang Yi...

Mu Qingzhou sighed softly, thinking that he should continue pretending to be a mortal, so as not to bring too much shock to Yang Yi.

The little carriage bumped and bumped, and it branched out of a small village at sunset.

"Let's rest here tonight. Qing Zhou, wait for me in the car now. I'll go to the village and see if there is anyone who can accommodate us conveniently." Yang Yi tied the horse's reins to a crooked-neck tree at the entrance of the village. On the way, he told Mu Qingzhou, "Don't wander around when I'm not back."

Mu Qingzhou nodded, indicating that he knew.

Watching Yang Yi's figure disappear among the houses of the village, Mu Qingzhou began to look at the village.

It’s similar to the village I passed by outside the Warcraft Mountain. It doesn’t look very large. More than a dozen families are crowded together and separated by a fence. It should be the time for sunset to finish work and cook, but there is no one in the village. Smoke rose from the chimney.

Mu Qingzhou was a little helpless, and felt that there was probably another strange matter that he needed to help deal with.

Can't they let them rest peacefully? This journey has never stopped.

Just as he was thinking, Yang Yi had already come out of the village. He untied the rein tied to the tree and held it in his hand, then looked at Mu Qingzhou and said, "Hmm..."

Judging by his expression, Mu Qingzhou had already guessed the ending: "What's wrong with the people in the village?"

"It's bandits." Yang Yi said, "I wanted to go directly to the village chief to ask, but it turned out that there was no one in the village, and all of them gathered at the village chief's door. After listening to a few words, they seemed to be doing something for I am worried about how to resist the bandits tonight."

Mountain bandit?

Just met a traveler who was killed by bandits on the road, and now is another village that is about to be attacked by bandits?

Mu Qingzhou couldn't help frowning.

Seeing his expression, Yang Yi thought he didn't want to take care of this matter, so he said, "Although bandits are hateful, if Qingzhou doesn't want to... we can leave now."

"...Sometimes I wonder if you are deliberately speaking ironically and mocking me." Mu Qingzhou glanced at him indifferently, jumped off the side of the car with his hands, and headed to the village first.

Yang Yi hurriedly led the carriage to follow.

The village is not big, and within a short while you can see twenty or thirty people crowded in front of a house, arguing about something noisily.

Unlike Yang Yi who came alone just now, the creaking sound of the carriage rolling over the road caught the attention of the villagers. They turned around and shouted at Mu Qingzhou, "Who are you?!"

Yang Yi rushed forward a few steps, stood in front of Mu Qingzhou, and said with a smile, "I'm sorry for the sudden visit. My friend and I passed by here. Seeing that it was getting late, I wanted to find a place to rest in the village. , I wonder if you can make it easier for me."

Probably because they are two young men, one is more handsome than the other, and they don't wear weapons or anything like that. The small carriage behind them is tattered, and they don't look like vicious people.

So the crowd parted ways, and a middle-aged woman in sackcloth came out. Her long hair was tied into a ponytail, without makeup, and she looked extremely capable.

"It's not that we don't let you live here, it's just that it's very unsafe here." The woman said, "If you don't want to be involved, you should leave as soon as possible."

"We are immortal cultivators traveling abroad." Yang Yi explained, "Therefore, there is no need to worry about our safety. We just need to provide a shelter from the wind and rain. We will leave tomorrow morning."

"Cultivation?" The woman obviously didn't believe it. She looked the two of them up and down, her eyes suspicious, "Which cultivator doesn't come and go with a sword, and the white clothes are fluttering? How can you hold this little guy like you?" The carriage is on the road?"

The corners of Yang Yi's lips twitched, and before he could explain, he caught a glimpse of Mu Qingzhou raising his hand from the corner of his eye, a gust of cold air swept up, condensed out of thin air an ice ridge, and hit the woman's face straight.

The villagers behind the woman screamed and panicked, and the woman was also frightened, as if she didn't expect to strike at a disagreement.

But the icicle barely stopped an inch away from the tip of the woman's nose. Mu Qingzhou pressed down with his fingers, and the icicle's head turned around and plunged into the ground in front of the woman's toes.

"Now." Mu Qingzhou said lightly, "Is it credible?"

The woman recovered from the shock, looked down at the ice edge inserted into the ground, stretched out her finger and touched it, it was very cold, and she could feel the temperature above it just by getting close to it, there was nothing wrong with it being real ice.

Looking up at Mu Qingzhou suddenly, the woman's eyes were tinged with hope at some point: "It's fine to stay overnight, but you have to do us a favor."

Mu Qingzhou and Yang Yi originally had this intention, and they reached a consensus with a nod.

The woman turned sideways and motioned for them to follow her into the house, and then a villager came up to take the reins from Yang Yi's hand: "Leave it to me, Master Immortal, and I will take it to the stable at home to feed your horse some fodder. Master Xian, don't worry."

Yang Yi nodded his thanks, and followed the woman into the big room with Mu Qingzhou.

Although it is said to be a big house, it is only compared with other houses in the village. Generally speaking, it is relatively simple, but the furniture in the house is complete. Although it looks old, it seems to have been used for many years.

There was a square table with four chairs in the hall, the woman greeted Mu Qingzhou and Yang Yi to sit down, and said: "Sit down first, I will cook, you should be tired from walking all day, so please Let's talk about it after dinner."

Yang Yi saw that she was about to do it herself, so he rolled up his sleeves: "I'll help you."

The woman only glanced at him without refusing, and took Yang Yi to the kitchen, leaving Mu Qingzhou to sit in the front hall alone.

There were still some villagers who had gathered outside the door and stood outside the yard looking in. Mu Qingzhou turned his head to look at them, sighed, and got up.

Seeing him move, the villagers obviously remembered his act of melting ice out of thin air just now, so they couldn't help taking a step back.

Mu Qingzhou walked towards the door.

The villagers were obviously a little scared, and some turned around and ran away.

"You guys..." Mu Qingzhou stood at the door, wrapped in a rabbit fur cloak, his aura and clear face seemed out of place in the simple courtyard, "Since when did bandits start to exist?"

The villagers were taken aback, not expecting how he knew they were attacked by bandits.

A courageous voice whispered, "Probably... a month ago."

At that time, he and Yang Yi had just set off for the Western Regions.

"How many times have you come?"

"Not many. I heard that most of the time they robbed the caravans passing by on the official road. They came to our village only twice." The man said, "But each time they robbed us of a lot of food and money. The young girl . . . killed quite a few of us."

"You..." Mu Qingzhou wanted to ask them how they knew the bandits were coming again tonight, but remembered that it was Yang Yi who overheard them. If he said too much, it would inevitably arouse suspicion, so he had to change the question. "Who is that woman just now?"

"You mean girl Shi? She is our village head now." Another person continued, "Their family has always been the village head of the village. When the bandits first came, village head Shi... oh, it was her father, In order to protect her sister from being taken away by the bandits, she was... killed, and she escaped because of chopping firewood on the mountain, and succeeded the village head after she came back."

Mu Qingzhou hummed: "Thank you."

The man was astonished and flattered: "No...you're welcome, the immortal master is willing to help us, it should be us to thank you."

After speaking, they knelt down and kowtowed to Mu Qingzhou to thank him. Mu Qingzhou was startled, and took a step back abruptly, a little at a loss.

It happened that Yang Yi and Village Chief Shi came out with three bowls of noodles. They didn't see Mu Qingzhou. They looked around and saw Mu Qingzhou standing at the door with a stiff back.

"Qing Zhou?"

As if he had found a life-saving straw, Mu Qingzhou whispered "They are calling me", turned around and rushed to the hall.

"What's wrong?" Yang Yi asked him.

Mu Qingzhou shook his head and didn't answer.

Village head Shi was preoccupied with the bandits, and said, "Let's eat first, we don't have much time."