Rebirth villain just want to go

The autumn wind is bleak, and the white clouds are gray.

The branches standing on the shore were scorched black by the flames of war. Looking from a distance, it looked like a skinny hand stretched out to the sky in despair, as if praying for something, or complaining about something.

From top to bottom, the three masters and apprentices of Baopumen squatted side by side at the ferry, putting their hands in their sleeves in unison.

Without him, the temperature on the bank of the Blackwater River is really too low.The smoky lake covered all the sights on the other side, the only thing people could see was the dense white mist, and the chill penetrated into the clothes everywhere.

Ling Jiangyu stood beside him with his arms folded, Yan Guitu directly wiped his pretty face with pot ashes, especially the red cinnabar mole on the center of his brow, which was completely covered.

There is no way, Yan Guitu’s few Yi Rong Pills have been consumed, and there is no material to refine the pills at hand, so he can only use this simple and direct method to fool... Uh, help the little disciple Yi Rong up.

Ling Jiangyu looked at the calm Heishui River with cold eyes, and the three squatting beside them exchanged glances, none of them could guess what their little disciple/junior brother was thinking.

Apart from Bao Puzong and the others, dozens of people were squatting at the ferry waiting for the big ship that could take them to Heishui City.

Most of the people in that group were old and weak, women and children, dressed in rags, and looked like they had fled.However, the four of Bao Pu Zong mixed in, but it didn't violate harmony at all.

After all, with the exception of Ling Jiangyu, the other three looked no different from these refugees.

There were also a small number of well-dressed monks who deliberately distanced themselves from this group of refugees and stood in another place far away.

"When we make money, we'll buy you two new clothes first." Yan Guitu decided with a slap on his thigh, looking at his first disciple, his second disciple, and at the group of refugees.

"Master, is there a way to make money?" Si Huanian immediately became interested when he heard about making money.

Yan Guitu turned his eyes to the second disciple, revealing a treacherous smile.

Yun Junmei shivered subconsciously.

However, the few people waited until the sun set, but they didn't see the legendary big ship coming to pick them up.

Yan Guitu looked back at several of his disciples: "If I remember correctly, the boat that comes to pick you up docks on time every day?"

Yun Junmei and the other two also nodded with certainty: "That's right, that's what Senior Liu said."

Before they set off, they specifically consulted Liu Linfeng of Xuanzong in the early days, and they stepped on the point after confirming the way to enter Heishui City. However, they had not waited for more than two hours for the big boat.

After whispering to each other for a while, several monks nearby shook their heads and turned to leave.

One of the monks in Tsing Yi looked back at the group of refugees who were still standing at the ferry anxiously waiting for the ferry, a trace of unbearableness flashed across his eyes.

He hesitated for a moment, then turned around and reminded the group of refugees: "Go back first, today's boat won't come."

Hearing this, the crowd immediately became commotion.

One of the young men in ragged clothes immediately asked him: "My immortal master, how do you know that the ship will not come? If it doesn't come today, will it come tomorrow? We are all fleeing, if we can't enter Heishui City, we can What should I do?"

"Yes, yes, Master Xian, if you have any news, please disclose it."

"I beg you, Master Immortal..."

The crowd gradually surrounded the monks.

The friar in Tsing Yi paused, and decided to tell the news frankly: "The Lord of Blackwater City is missing, and the city is in a state of chaos. I'm afraid the city gate will not be opened in the near future. You guys, think of other ways." Bar."

The crowd exploded in an instant.

They rushed here day and night with great expectations, but they didn't expect that what was waiting for them was a closed door.

The young man who was the first to ask the question heard the words, and after a moment of silence, he simply sat down on the ground: "My whole family is dead, and I finally got here by myself. If I don't leave, I will wait here."

As soon as he said this, other refugees also responded: "Yes, we will not leave."

"Let's go? Where else can we go? I heard that the Lord of Blackwater City is a benevolent person. I believe he will not just watch us die."

"Yes, yes, let's stay and wait for the boat."

Everyone responded one after another, and imitated the young man's posture and sat down directly. Some even unpacked their dilapidated bags and planned to bury pots and cook on the spot.

"Master, should we continue to wait?" Yun Junmei looked at the crowd over there and several monks who had already left with various magic weapons, and turned to ask Yan Guitu.

Yan Guitu calmly looked at the calm river: "The boat is coming."

As soon as he finished speaking, a huge black boat appeared from the corner of the river.

The big boat is more than ten meters high and is divided into upper, middle and lower floors. The prow of the boat is carved with the kiss of a fierce beast, and it moves slowly on the windless river.

Seeing the boat approaching from the other side, everyone cheered.

The monks looked stunned, and then stopped to wait for the big boat.

The young man who firmly declared that he was going to board the boat just now was also looking out from the crowd, as if he wanted to see what the person at the helm of the boat looked like.

The big boat stopped about three meters away from the shore. In the eyes of everyone expecting, three wooden bridges were put down on the boat and leaned on the side of the boat, and the other end landed on the shore.

Immediately afterwards, three men in black, one man, two women, carried red, yellow and green lanterns respectively, and walked along the wooden bridge to the end of the three wooden bridges.

I don't know if it was the illusion of everyone on the shore. After the big black ship docked, they felt that the sky light in the whole sky became darker, and the fog on the river near the shore became much thicker.

"Huyue, Guiqing, and Zheyan, the envoys of Heishui City, welcome everyone to board the boat." The girl carrying the red light said blankly, "Those who deliver the spirit stones, please board the boat through the green light wooden bridge where Guiqing is, and deliver your last Those who value items, please go to the yellow light wooden bridge where Zheyan is, and those who choose to guess riddles, please go to the red light wooden bridge here."

The few monks standing at the front skillfully handed over five low-grade spirit stones as the boat fare, and several ordinary people behind them also delivered spirit stones and stepped on the wooden bridge with green lights.

The rest of the people tremblingly lined up in front of the yellow light wooden bridge.

Yan Guitu led his three disciples to the red-light wooden bridge at the end, and there was only one person standing in front of the wooden bridge, that young man just now.

"Master, if we can't answer each other's questions, will we really be thrown into the river?" Si Huanian asked in a low voice worriedly.

Yan Guitu followed the young man onto the wooden bridge, and walked forward without looking back, carrying the fire stick that he never left his hand: "If you come, you will be safe."

The young man glanced back at Yan Guitu, raised his brows slightly: "You are quite courageous, but you may not know that there are rumors that since the appearance of this black ship, you can reach it smoothly by stepping on this red-light wooden bridge. The people on the other side can be said to be more than one in ten."

Yan Guitu looked at each other with a smile: "Your Excellency is not small, since you can walk this bridge, my disciples and I can naturally walk too."

After a short pause, the young man stood on the deck and stretched out his hand to Yan Guitu: "I'm giving Evodia, I'm a monk who hasn't started yet."

Yan Guitu smiled and cupped his hands: "Xiajiangli, these are my three disciples, Du Ruo, Zifu and Jingmo, it's a pleasure to meet you."

'Du Ruo' standing next to him looked blank, but 'Zi Fu' and 'Jing Mo' looked thoughtfully at the young man who called himself Evodia.

Evodia rutaecarpa is the name of a kind of medicinal material, and the gracilaria, Duruo, and purple fu that Yan Guitu made up casually are also the names of medicinal materials.

Yan Guitu didn't know if this young man's name was really Wu Zhuyu, but he had no intention of making friends with this young man, and he made no effort to hide his attitude of just throwing up a few people's names in a perfunctory manner.

Hearing the name that Yan Guitu obviously made up now, the corner of Wu Zhuyu's mouth twitched: "It's indeed a pleasure to meet you."

Yan Guitu ignored him and turned his gaze to the crowd next to him.

Those who boarded the boat on the wooden bridge with yellow lights were all downcast and ashamed.

The beautiful girl named Zheyan seems to be able to read people's hearts, and whenever they want to replace their most precious things with other things, Zheyan will tell them straight away with no expression.

Some people value their own lives the most, so they are forced to sign contracts to sell their lives to Heishui City. Some people value their money the most, so there is nothing left of their belongings hidden in hidden corners The ground was taken away by the girl, and some children valued a wooden hairpin left by their deceased mother most. The hairpin was rough and worthless, but it was also taken away by the girl without any explanation.

At this moment, there is sadness in the crowd.

But soon someone led the monks and the crowd to the room inside the big ship. They paid a considerable price and obtained the right to cross the river smoothly.

After a while, only Yan Guitu and Wu Zhuyu were left on the huge deck, as well as the girl Huyue holding a red light.

The night wind was a bit strong, but the bangs on Hu Yue's forehead remained motionless in the wind.Not only that, but the hem of her skirt is also like a stone sculpture that cannot be blown by the wind.

Yan Guitu narrowed his eyes slightly, this girl's cultivation has reached the realm of unity of things and me, she is the wind, and the wind is her, so when the wind blows over her, it is like the air.

The lowest level of this girl's cultivation is also the Golden Core stage.

"There are only a few of us left." Wu Zhuyu took out some big pancakes from her bag, broke them into several pieces neatly, and generously distributed them to Yan Guitu and the others, "Eat some, later If you can guess the riddle, it will be a supper. If you can’t guess it, you can go on the road when you are full, what do you think?”

Yan Guitu glanced at the dry pancake in his hand, and with a wave of his hand, he took out a large pile of roast meat and broth that they had prepared in advance from the storage ring, which made Wu Zhuyu dumbfounded.

"You... Since you have a storage ring, you must have a good status. Why don't you even take out 20 yuan of low-grade spirit stones, and insist on taking your disciples to take risks on the Red Light Bridge?" Wu Zhuyu pointed dumbfounded. Looking at the storage ring on Yan Guitu's finger, he asked.

The storage ring is no different than others, even the top forging masters can hardly forge a high-quality ring.Ordinary storage rings don't have much space but are expensive. A ring that can hold a cubic meter of space is worth 1000 yuan of top-quality spirit stones. What's more, the broth and barbecue that Yan Guitu just took out are still steaming.

It can delay or simply stop the time in the storage ring, which is rare even among top-grade spiritual weapons.

Yan Guitu sat on the side of the boat, resting his chin and watching his disciple eating barbecue, and asked Wu Zhuyu, "Why did you walk on the Red Light Bridge?"

Wu Zhuyu sullenly gnawed a mouthful of the cold and hard cake: "Of course it's because I can't take out five spirit stones, and I can't let go of my most cherished thing, so I can only gamble with this worthless life."

As soon as he finished speaking, Huyue carried a lantern and walked in front of the five of them. The dark red candlelight fell on her delicate and beautiful face, illuminating the faint sneer at the corner of her mouth.

"The game is on."