Heaven will send great responsibility to invisible people

After drinking a pot of chicken soup with Shen Tubo that night, Long Yuanle went back to his room to sleep.When he woke up the next morning, he heard that Shen Tubo had left last night.

He didn't know what Shen Tubo was doing, he only imagined that a well-known and upright hero like Shen Tubo naturally had many important things to do, unlike him who had a dream about stewing chicken soup all night.

Before Shen Tubo left, he didn't tell Long Yuanle when he should go to investigate the location of the Demon Cult, but he just told him to be careful.Therefore, he did not set off in a hurry, and stayed for a few more days at Qianlin Mountain where the Beichen faction was located.

The hero meeting is not over yet, there are still many people from all walks of life on Qianlin Mountain, competing in martial arts and drinking all day long, very lively.Although he used to play around with his fellow apprentices all day long in the valley of unworthy virtues, Long Yuanle wasn't very interested in other people's commotion.

Every morning after he got up, he waited for breakfast, and after eating, he practiced his inner strength in his room.

The environment of the guest room that Beichen assigned to him was very quiet and undisturbed, so it was convenient for him to practice.He would often sit on the bed and practice the martial arts for two rounds. When he opened his eyes, he would be hungry, and it happened to be time to eat again.

After the meal, he didn't want to eat, so he slipped back into his room and fell asleep on the bed. He didn't want to wake up until he felt like sleeping for an hour.After waking up, he went to the back mountain of Qianlin Mountain to practice external skills, wandered casually along the way, and went back to eat in the evening.

This kind of life is so comfortable that Long Yuanle doesn't want to leave, and really wants to stay on Qianlin Mountain for the rest of his life.

However, this hopeless thought only lasted for two days, and Long Yuanle quickly dismissed this thought.

The reason for giving up the idea was not because he found out that he hadn't seen Shentu Bo for many days, and he had...forgot what Shentu Bo looked like!

Long Yuan wanted to cry but had no tears, but there was nothing he could do.

Because he has a serious problem, that is, he can't remember people's appearance. Even if he has met a person many times, he will still confuse that person with other people.

Just talk about his juniors, every time a new junior comes to the sect, it takes him a long time to remember their faces.And during this period of time, not only could he not remember his junior brother's face, but he would also confuse his junior brother with the appearance of other senior fellow apprentices.

Once, he even mistook the master for the younger brother, and then slapped the master's ass... Finally, when the ass was almost borne fruit, he learned a profound lesson: don't recognize people casually in the future, recognize the If you don't know your face, just pretend you don't know him.

But although this method resolved a lot of troubles, he was unavoidably uneasy.

He had only met Shentu Bo a few times, no matter how handsome Shentu Bo was, he couldn't remember it.Now, he looks like everyone who looks like Shen Tubo, the person who sits next to him when he eats, the person who walked by when he went to the back mountain, and the little girl who watered the flowers in the flower garden that day...every time he sees these people , as if reminding him that he hasn't set out yet, testing his conscience all the time.

Finally, he decided to set off, and he wanted to hurry up to complete the mission given to him by the hero Shentu.

Long Yuanle gnawed on the steamed bun, staring blankly at the archway not far away.

Ten or so days had passed since his departure, and he finally arrived at the location of the Demon Cult marked on the map.

This place is located in a remote mountain city, it is very desolate, there are only a few houses in a radius of a hundred miles, and it is even more uninhabited here, and he is standing here alone.Therefore, although the stone archway in front of me is magnificent, it looks deserted.

"There's not even a gatekeeper..." Long Yuanle looked up at the seemingly endless stairs extending up behind the archway.

He finished gnawing on the steamed buns in his hand, smacked his lips, and still felt that he was not satisfied, so he took another look into the bag and found that it was empty.He touched his chest again, and only felt the two steamed buns he had hidden in his chest.

It's the last two steamed buns, and it will take another day to walk to the place where food is sold, and now that the sun is setting, I have to wait until tomorrow to start.

Rubbing his chest, Long Yuanle thought, starvation was commonplace for him, but the Heroes Club ate a lot every day, and after going on the road, they used the money that Beichen sent him. Hungry, at this moment he absolutely didn't want to go back hungry.

In this case, there is only one way──

Go to the Devil's Cult to find something to eat.

Although Shen Tubo told him to go back after exploring the place, but now he has made up his mind to go up to find something to eat before leaving.Anyway, taking the food of the Demon Cult for nothing can be regarded as a disguised crusade against the Demon Cult, which is suitable for a worthless little guy like him.

Thinking of being able to eat again, Long Yuanle's energy came alive, and he even used lightness skills that he hadn't used these days, and went up the mountain to directly attack the Demon Cult.

He has always been a person with few tendencies, and went straight up the stairs in an open and honest manner.

Strange to say, he thought that there would be many members of the Demon Cult guarding the mountain, but he found that there was no one there, and it seemed that he was the only one on the whole mountain, which made him feel strange.

Unexpectedly, after running for a while, the stairs seemed to be cut off abruptly by someone. There was no walking path in front of my eyes, only an extremely steep mountain wall that went up almost in a straight line, and there was no way to go.

It turns out that this is the terrain, so there is no need for people to guard the gate...

Long Yuanle stood in front of the cliff for a while, finally sighed, rubbed the steamed bun on his chest as if to comfort himself, rolled up his sleeves and began to climb the mountain manually.

After a long time, the sunset had already set, and Long Yuanle, who was covered in sweat and disheveled, finally came to the top of the mountain.

Long Yuanle saw a towering wall in front of him, behind the wall there were layers of buildings, and there were some faint lights, illuminating the building extremely gloomy, like a house conjured up by ghosts and ghosts in the wild tales.

Long Yuanle didn't enter rashly, but walked along the wall and came to a section where the mountain was raised.The wall in that section was a bit shorter, so Long Yuanle climbed up to the wall with lightness kung fu, and peeked inside with only his head exposed.

I saw that looking in from here, it was full of various flowers and plants, like a flower garden.

Long Yuanle jumped into the flowerbed and landed beside a osmanthus flower without a sound.

Now, he has really entered the Demon Cult.

Now that they have all come in, Long Yuanle is not in a hurry to rush around, so as not to startle the snake.He walked around the flower garden first, touched all the little flowers and grasses, and leisurely picked a dead branch and played with it in his hand.

As he was walking, he suddenly heard footsteps.The footsteps didn't sound like someone practicing martial arts, so he immediately hid in a tree and looked at the person from top to bottom.

The person who came was a little maid, about thirteen or fourteen years old, holding a bowl in her hand.

The little maid walked around the flowerbed for a while, walked to an unknown plant, and poured the contents of the bowl on the plant, as if watering it.It would be no surprise if it was watered, but Long Yuanle smelled a bloody smell, and it was clear that what the little maid poured on the plants was not water, but blood.

Only then did Long Yuanle notice that the plant was different from other plants in the garden.There are so many flowers, plants and trees in the flower garden, but it is the only one that grows on a big rock. I don't know if it was planted by someone, or it grew there originally.Long Yuanle didn't look at it carefully just now, but now he sees it and finds it strange.

And just now, the little servant girl never touched the plant with her hands from pouring blood to leaving, it seems to be extremely precious, I don't know what kind of treasure it is.

Long Yuanle became very curious, and after the little maid walked away, he went down the tree to check.

I saw the branches of the plant growing out of the stone, without any leaves on the branches, and the blood seeped into the branches, dark red, which looked very strange.

The things in the Demon Cult are definitely not good things, even a plant has to be watered with blood.Long Yuanle was drooling while thinking this way.

He drools not at the blood that is dripping on it, but at the fruit that grows on the branch.

Although this plant has no flowers and leaves, it has five or six eggs-sized fruits.Those fruits are plump, red and tender, just by looking at them, one can imagine how sweet the juice is after one bite.

No, for the sake of peace in the world, I have to eat the things of the Demon Cult quickly... Long Yuanle couldn't control his hand, picked one off, wiped it casually, and then took a bite.

tasty!How can it be so sweet!So juicy!Long Yuanle almost wanted to kneel down and join the Demon Cult.

The Devil's Cult is really outstanding... No, the Devil's Cult is really too evil. It's really bad that they don't share such delicious fruits with everyone.

Long Yuanle was heartbroken, gritted his teeth and picked another fruit, and ate it eagerly, determined to crusade against the Demon Cult today.

He ate the fruit, and found that the things of the Demon Cult were really evil, and he didn't know what kind of sorcery it was, so he couldn't stop eating it!As if being manipulated by someone, the hand automatically stretched out to pick the fruit, and then automatically put it to the mouth, and the mouth automatically opened and closed to bite.

Long Yuanle ate up all the fruits helplessly, and sucked his fingers contentedly, it was so delicious.

The wind blew away the clouds, and the first moonlight finally shone on Long Yuanle tonight.

The moonlight shone on Long Yuanle's body, but did not form a shadow, but went straight through his body and irradiated on the ground.

However, Long Yuanle didn't notice anything wrong, he was still sucking his fingers, trying to find some water to wash his hands.He saw a pond not far away, so he walked towards the pond.