[Quick Pass] The target of the strategy is the fine points

After Shixia came back, he didn't care about the matter just now. After changing his clothes, he strolled around and observed the inside and outside of the bamboo house.

Although the bamboo house is not big, it can be regarded as a sparrow. Although it is small, it has all five internal organs. There is nothing missing that should be there, and of course there is nothing that should not be missing.

After all, it was the first time for the original owner to go out. Although his brother packed a lot of things for him in the storage bag, he was an old tsundere and didn't make a sound at all. As a result, there were very few things that the original owner could use. Many of them were It was sent by the villagers in the village he treated.

It's a pity that they failed to live up to the only good intention to save themselves, and stirred up the cage of hell.

Now that he knew that there was something in the storage bag, Shixia would not be so stupid as to not use it, so he gently penetrated into the bag with a trace of consciousness and took out the things inside. Fortunately, there was nothing hindering the attack.

After all, the core inside has been changed, so the consciousness is of course different.

But fortunately, when he occupied this body, the breath of the original owner hadn't dissipated, and the breath was more or less blended.

A small wooden fox pendant lay quietly on the palm of his hand. Although it was a bit rough, it could be seen that the carving master had put his heart into it, and it was also lifelike.

It seems that this is a pet brother madman?

Shixia slightly raised one eyebrow and looked at the small fox pendants with different expressions in front of him. Women should like these gadgets very much.

In addition to these, he took out a pile of high-grade spirit stones, some food, and a few magical weapons for self-defense, all of which were high-grade at first glance, and a few unknown small bottles.

"That's intentional." Shixia slumped on the couch lazily, her long hair was loosely pulled up by a wooden hairpin, her peach blossom eyes were full of laziness.

It stands to reason that foxes generally have red phoenix eyes, but the original owner has rare peach blossom eyes. Although they are not narrow and charming, they are also affectionate, as if they want to draw people into indulgence.

He moved according to the original owner's trajectory, and the monotony was almost as white as paper. The mountain village he visited the most was in ruins. Who knew who knocked down the candlestick in a panic, and the flames engulfed all the houses like a prairie fire.

Shixia squatted down and used a branch to pick up a scorched arm under the house. The festering red spots covered the intact skin, and the scorched black from the fire was even more horrible.

Like purgatory.

The sharp leaves slashed across the treetops, and a few people in blue clothes stayed outside the woods. The clothes and hair accessories were almost the same. They carefully held something in their hands and looked around, and finally stopped at a bend in the slope.

"Brother, are you sure it's here?"

A young disciple looked hesitantly at the place struck by lightning. The surrounding area was desolate and there was no human habitation, but beyond this range was a piece of greenery full of vitality.

"That's right, the thing the Patriarch gave is nothing. If you look for anything else, it must be around here." The leading disciple nodded slightly, his appearance was pretty, but his slender eyes made him look like a villain .

The weather didn't know when it would become gloomy. After finding the body, this group of people carefully stored it in the savings bag.

Although the skin is a little festered, the Jin family has a lot of treasures, and even hides a priceless ten thousand year old ice bed.

Furthermore, their task is only to find the remains of the old Patriarch, and they will not be in charge of further matters.

The crow on the dead tree stared at them lifelessly with its scarlet eyes, uttered hoarse and unpleasant screams in its throat, flapped its wings and swooped past them, hovering in the sky as if showing off, almost startled. The disciples retreated again and again.

"Damn beast!" The leading disciple cursed, took out his sword and slashed viciously. The fierce sword energy cut off a few black feathers, and chopped down several crows before stopping.

But this was like the beginning, the crows hovering in the sky flew towards this side like raindrops, wrapping them into a huge black ball.

The blood and rot gave off an unbearable stench, and those disciples only realized it belatedly, and hurriedly held their breath to seal their breath, and took a pill from the bottle they carried with them.

Flocks of crows usually only appear in the mass graves where the corpses and arms are broken, and they like to eat the carrion. It stands to reason that they would not be vigilant against these things at all.

But a plague broke out in this place a few days ago, and the flames covered half of the mountain. No officers and soldiers were willing to touch these contagious things. It is rumored that people who come across this town will be covered with spots, and then the skin will slowly rot. , Become something that is neither human nor ghost.

A few people were afraid that they would feel helpless if they were contaminated with these things, and they would soon lose their battles slowly.

Just at the moment of despair, a young man dressed in black appeared in time, his black silk was tied in the jade crown, and his pair of phoenix eyes were romantic and affectionate, but they were always warm, as if he would never lose his temper. This kind of person is playing with a jade fan in his hand.

"Thank you, Mr. Song, for saving me." The leading disciple thanked him loudly, and at the same time breathed a sigh of relief with gratitude.

The Song family is also one of the few cultivating families, not smaller than the Jin family, not to mention they have a marriage contract with their Miss Jin family, such a young hero is also enviable to those rich ladies.

"It's okay." Song Chenyun shook his head, as if he was a little puzzled, and said, "In this mountain, no one survived in a village a few days ago, because ordinary people dare not approach, so I came to see, why are you?"

The leading disciple looked at him suddenly with complicated eyes, mixed with a little sympathy.

The Song family died in a fire a few years ago, leaving only the underage Song Chenyun. Many treasures could not be taken out because of the protective cover of the Song family leader, so many eyes were fixed on Song Chenyun who wanted to get it from him. Pulling off the flesh and blood, he also looked on coldly when he was in trouble.

No one expected that he would rebuild the Song family by himself, and his power would become bigger and bigger, but his marriage contract with the Jin family was clear.

As time passed, even the Jin family thought that he was living so well now because of his own merits, as if he had forgotten the ugly face of hiding from the plague god before.

"Miss has been getting worse mentally and physically recently. The master asked us to find some hundred-year-old Ganoderma lucidum." The leading disciple spoke respectfully, but his lowered eyes wandered in their sockets.

They often fish for things in Song Chenyun's hands, and they also think that he must have a deep-rooted affection for his young lady, otherwise how could such a precious thing be taken out without even blinking an eye!

Of course, he also knew that Song Chenyun was a boring gourd, that's why they dared to beg for things by their name so confidently, otherwise the Patriarch knew that he would not be able to spare them.

"Must it be a century old?" Song Chenyun looked distressed, rubbing the storage bag on his waist as if considering whether to take it out.

After all, the [-]-year-old Ganoderma lucidum is not easy to get, the leading disciple thought he was reluctant, nodded repeatedly and said: "Yes, it must be [-]-year-old, Miss coughed up blood yesterday, this is for life. "

After hearing this, Song Chenyun decisively took out a century-old bottle and handed it to him.

Just when they were about to laugh at him in their hearts for being so easy to deceive, Song Chenyun knocked his head with a fan a little annoyed: "I originally found a high-quality red ginseng, and the value should be from a thousand years old, but I didn't expect it It was a collision."

The corner of the leading disciple's raised mouth froze, but he didn't have the face to ask for it.

How precious red ginseng is!And it's still thousands of years old, even the top-grade elixir is probably only worthy of chopping some root hairs!