To Cultivate Immortality, You Need Luck

Chapter 110 Folk Rumors

Three days later, at You hour in the afternoon.

Kong Jiao and Feng An took their servant Fengchen to the top of a low mountain.

From this position, you can see a bustling town below the hill.

Looking at the mundane atmosphere in front of him, Kong Jiao took a deep breath.

This town is the one Feng An mentioned, the place where he was ambushed twenty years ago.

After three days of long journey, they had already left the area ruled by Ashen Parasol Sect.

The town in front of us is exactly at the border of Ashen Parasol Sect and Mosheng Gate. It belongs to neither Ashen Parasol Sect nor Mosheng Gate.

"A zone like this without care can often hide dirt and evil easily." While Kong Jiao was looking at the town, he whispered to Feng An next to him.

But he didn't hear the latter's response.

Kong Jiao then turned his gaze and looked at Feng An, who had obvious astonishment on his face when he looked at the small town.

"Senior Brother Feng? Is something wrong?" Kong called out.

Feng Anshi just woke up from his trance, frowned, and replied in a rather surprised tone.

"When I came here, this town was uninhabited and dilapidated everywhere. I didn't expect that twenty years later, so many people would have gathered here."

As he said this, Feng An sighed in distress.

"If you really want to take action when the time comes, you can't hold back. If you hurt an innocent person, you will definitely be punished by the sect."

"It's really troublesome."

Feng An was not aimless.

The current head of Ashen Parasol Sect, Huangfu Ying, not only hates those monks who harvest the essence of human spirits, but also has extremely strict control over his disciples.

Other sect disciples accidentally injured the lives of a few mortals, which was harmless.

But in the Ashen Parasol Sect, you will be punished, and in serious cases you may even be expelled from the division.

After hearing Feng An's words, Kong Jiao's brows also frowned deeply.

Of course, what he cared about was not hurting mortals.

He was quite concerned about Feng An's words that there were no people living here twenty years ago.

He seemed to have thought of something that made him feel uneasy.

But he was soon forgotten by Kong Jiao and said softly: "Anyway, let's go to the town and take a look to make sure what's going on inside."

"It's not too late to discuss specific plans."

"Yeah!" Feng An nodded and agreed with Kong Jiao's suggestion.

The two gathered themselves, walked down the mountain, and walked slowly towards the town.

The people in the small town did not show any surprise at the arrival of the two strange visitors.

I think it's because this place is located on the border between two sects and there are a lot of travelers passing by.

If you look carefully, you will find that although this small town is small, it has all the internal organs. There is no shortage of inns, vendors, rice shops, and cloth shops.

This makes Kong Jiao feel that this place can no longer be described as a "town", but more like a small town.

The two of them came to an inn to stay, and the waiter with a thin face greeted them warmly: "You two are better off staying in the inn."

"Get us some food first, and then serve us a pot of good wine." Feng An waved his hand, and then sat down by the window of the inn with Kong Jiao.

Along the way, Kong Jiao's eyes were constantly looking at the surrounding environment, including the various pedestrians in the town he saw along the way, and he observed them repeatedly.

Kong Jiao was paying close attention to the waiter's expression and eyes when he was talking to them.

I didn't notice any clues.

This was not the first time that Feng An had acted with Kong Jiao, and he was accustomed to the latter's observant behavior.

He said softly: "Junior brother Kong, don't be too nervous, they are just ordinary mortals."

"Yeah!" Kong Jiao hummed noncommittally.

He indeed didn't notice anything unusual.

But when the waiter brought a pot of sake and put the food on the table, Kong Jiao's expression suddenly darkened.

When he saw Feng An about to move his chopsticks, he even held down the latter's arm without leaving a trace.

"Junior Brother Kong, that's not the case, is it?" Feng An pursed his lips, he was always the most cautious one.

Who knew that Kong Jiao's performance today would be even more stable than him.

Kong Jiao smiled but said nothing, and the seriousness in his eyes made Feng An compromise.

Feng An has little resistance to food cravings, especially when he is traveling all the way, he is even more greedy.

However, he still trusted Kong Jiao. The latter looked at the good wine and food on the table and swallowed hard, but did not move.

Kong Jiao explained softly: "It's better to be safe than this."

As he spoke, he leaned forward slightly and said to Feng An in a deliberately lowered voice: "Senior Brother Feng, what you said before reminded me of a story in a travel note I saw in the Miscellaneous Library."

"What story?" When Feng An was talking to Kong Jiao, he tried not to look at the food on the table and moved his eyes to the window, looking a little careless.

"It was an interesting folk rumor recorded by the compiler of that book." Kong Jiao paused slightly, recalling the rumors about that story in his memory, and then slowly said:

"It is said that there was a monk who was doing business in various places. He once passed by a strange town. The inn inside only had wine and beef. If he wanted to order something else, the waiter would refute it and say that the shop was small and the dishes were not complete."

"The monk was in a hurry and was not suspicious. He ate wine and meat and left the town."

"Because at that time, the two markets where he was doing business had stable business, and he would pass through that town from time to time."

"The second time I went to that inn, there was still only wine and beef."

"Four times in a row, the monk didn't eat anything else."

As he said that, Kong pointed vaguely at what was placed on the table. The food that the waiter brought up was two plates of beef, almost two kilograms in weight.

After listening to Kong Jiao's dictation, Feng An's expression suddenly became serious.

But he didn't ask any more questions and continued to listen to Kong Jiao's statement.

"But that monk has been doing business all year round, so he doesn't care as long as he has food to eat."

"What do you think the ending of the story is?" Kong Jiao suddenly smiled.

"What?" Feng An already felt that something was wrong, and still asked patiently.

"When he passed by the town for the fifth time, all the people in that town had disappeared, including the dogs on the streets and the chickens in the henhouse, not a single hair was left."

"The monk was also surprised, but he still didn't think much about it. After all, in this world, even a city can be destroyed by a monk's battle, and a small town is even more fragile."

"But what shocked him the most was that forty years later, he met by chance and took that road again."

"What do you think he saw?"

As he said that, Kong Jiao's expression became solemn.

"The town reappeared, and the waiter was still the same waiter."

"In the inn, there is still only beef and wine."

After listening to this story, Feng An's body visibly stiffened.

Out of the corner of his eye, he looked at the door of the inn. After serving the food, the waiter stood boredly at the door, waiting for the next customer.

Feng An, after all, is a thoughtful person, in order to verify whether they really encountered the Anomaly incident recorded in the book.

After rolling his eyes, he shouted to the waiter at the door: "Waiter, are there no other dishes? No beef."

Upon hearing this, the waiter hurriedly came over, nodded and bowed and said, "I'm sorry, sir, our restaurant is small and the dishes are not complete. We only have beef and wine."

The waiter's answer shattered Feng An's last bit of luck.

Pretending not to care, he waved his hand and signaled the waiter to leave.

Kong Jiao, on the other hand, quietly watched the brief exchange between Feng An and the waiter without speaking.

His eyes met Feng An's eyes vaguely.

They all saw solemnity in each other's eyes.

Obviously that story is not folklore, it seems they actually met.

"Junior Brother Kong, what happened to the monk at the end of the story?" Feng An swallowed, his voice slightly hoarse due to nervousness.

"Disappeared. The man disappeared together with the town." As he said this, Kong Jiao turned his head and looked outside the inn.

The street vendors were still shouting, and from time to time children would run wildly on the street, laughing happily.

Everything is so natural, no matter how you look at it, this town is not as Anomaly as recorded in that story.

The more this happened, the more fearful Kong Jiao became, and he didn't want to stay here any longer.

"Let's leave first." He threw a broken piece of silver on the table, and Kong Jiao greeted Feng An and walked out of the inn pretending to be calm.

Obviously, they can't stay here any longer.

Kong Jiao would rather sleep in the wilderness outside the town than stay in this inn.

in this process.

A strange thing happened. When they just walked out of the inn, the moon disc mark between Kong Jiao's eyebrows appeared on its own without being moved by him.

The light flashed between his eyebrows and then took the initiative to disappear.

Kong Jiao's body stiffened slightly, and he turned around and took a deep look at the waiter at the door, who was still nodding and bowing to them, and then his expression returned to normal.

Until they left the town and disappeared on the road outside the town.

In the lively town, all the sounds disappeared instantly, and you could hear a needle drop.

The waiters in the inn, the hawkers shouting on the street, and even the owners of the rice shop and the cloth shop all stopped moving at the same time, like puppets on strings, all tilted their heads and looked in the direction where Kong Jiao and the two left.

The update time of this book is, if nothing unexpected happens.

First update around 10am.

Second update around 6pm.

If there are additional updates, they will be released around 10pm.

If the monthly ticket reaches 600 today, I will add more

(End of chapter)