Chapter 642 The middle-aged painter Mo Danqing
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After thinking of this relationship, I quickly reached out and pushed Xueyan, and whispered to remind me with a thick face: "Xueyan, don't ask if you shouldn't ask. We'd better take a break early. It's important to set off early tomorrow morning to find the "missed" Tianhong!"
When I mentioned the word Tianhong, I deliberately emphasized my tone. Anyone with a discerning eye can understand the meaning contained between my lines.
Yiyang!
Xueyan glared at me fiercely, then continued to turn around to ask the village chief about the disappearance of the young man.
The village chief had seen Xue Yan's power before, and then he heard the old man praise the thirteenth department of Xiangxi Zhu You, so his admiration for Xue Yan naturally rose.
Now seeing Xueyan ask, she quickly told the whole story in detail.
Although I was standing aside, I was not willing to care about the idle affairs in their village, after all, I still had the lives of three demons and one person on my hands, and Qianjun's one hair could not be delayed at all.
If the Three Demons and Tianhong lost their lives because of our delay, I would feel guilty for the rest of my life.
However, after the village chief finished speaking, I still felt a sense of fear in my heart, and I vaguely felt that this was a premeditated incident.
It turns out that the name of this village is Yaowangzhai, and this village has lived in seclusion here more than two thousand years ago and has rarely communicated with people from the outside world.
However, the village chief did not say why they chose to live in seclusion in this deserted mountain. As for the reason, I don’t want to ask. After all, in the past era of chaos, there were many people living in seclusion everywhere. Just the story of the Peach Blossom Spring in Xiangxi written by Tao Yuanming, there were a group of people from the pre-Qin period living in seclusion, so I am not surprised by this kind of thing.
What interested me the most was the disappearance of people in their village.
According to the village chief's description, about half a year ago, strange things began to disappear in the village one after another. What is most puzzling is that among the missing people, all of them were young and strong men, without exception.
This makes people reflect on it.
During our battles with various fairies and surrenders these days, we have also learned about some secret techniques of Yin and Yang and the rules of demonic techniques.
A situation like them who only loses young and strong men is obviously someone secretly attracting the strong men's Yuanyang energy to replenish their energy.
It is even possible that just like the actions of Mo Chen and other three demons, they specifically collect human spirits and cultivate demonic energy.
What's more, in places like 100,000 mountains where there are monsters everywhere, the possibility of absorbing human spirits and cultivating demonic energy is even more great. It is even possible that today, the snakes that are chasing us in the deserted mountains and forests outside the village are still the only thing to do when collecting yang and replenishing yin in secret!
As soon as I thought about this, dense beads of sweat began to emerge from my back. If it was really a snake that turned into a secret trick, we wouldn't be able to control it even if we wanted to.
Although I don’t know how strong this snake is, just because Xian’er’s five hundred years of cultivation has been scared and his whole body trembled, our fight with her is simply a fight with an egg to hit the stone.
After a while of silence, Xueyan calmly glanced at the old, weak, sick and disabled villagers in front of her, then turned around to ask Xian'er: "What do you think this will be?"
Xian'er shook her head rationally and analyzed in detail: "It may be that someone is secretly practicing with his soul, or it may be that he is a genius who can replenish yin. In short, this matter is very strange."
"Is there any way to give the real murderer..."
"Look, it's Danqing here!" Someone suddenly shouted outside the crowd.
Afterwards, all the villagers heard that the man named Danqing was coming, and turned around and looked around.
About twenty seconds later, a young man in a gray robe squeezed out of the crowd outside the door and walked in.
Judging from his outfit, it has a bit of an ancient look, with a light gray ground-length robe, a pair of black cloth boots, and a long black hair. In a trance, he felt like he was going on the wrong movie set.
Of course, there is one thing I cannot deny, that is, this person's temperament seems to be quite elegant.
With a handsome face, bright eyes, a towering nose bridge and wide lips, the smile looks even more elegant under the torch.
While I was looking at him, he was also looking at me with the same curiosity.
The moment I faced him with four pairs, for some reason, I seemed to vaguely see a trace of black air coming out of the Baihui acupoint on his body, and it seemed to vaguely soar into the sky.
How can a person with such a good temperament and a smile and easy-going face have such a thick black aura on his body
Could he be an evil devil
Wow wool wool wool...
Mo Chen, who had been as quiet as a handsome man next to him, suddenly screamed in uneasy.
This sudden sound really scared me, and I quickly signaled Xian'er to stop him with my eyes.
But there were several questions in my heart.
Just imagine, with Mo Chen's personality, he would definitely not bark loudly in such places where people talk too much.
When I was puzzled, the village chief introduced him tremblingly: "The three young people in front of me are lost because they pass by our village, so I want to stay here for a night. You can arrange a place to sleep later and take them to rest."
"Can."
Danqing smiled and nodded politely, then asked politely: "My name is Mo Danqing, I am the painter in Yaowang Village, but I don't know what the three of them call me."
hehe.
He smiled calmly and replied softly: "My name is Bai Yiyang, the one next to me is Long Xueyan, and the one on the far right is Liu Xian'er. The three of us came to travel together. Unexpectedly, we were attacked by wild beasts at night and lost our way."
"I had no choice but to come to your village to stay for one night. If you have any trouble, please forgive me."
“Where do it.”
Danqing waved his hands repeatedly and said, "The visitor is a guest, how dare we be negligent? It's just that our village has suffered a great disaster recently, so if there are places where there are poor arrangements, please don't behave like that."
"Since the village has suffered a great disaster, why can you keep it alone?"
Xueyan stared at Danqing and continued to say coldly: "According to the village chief, all the men in this village have disappeared recently, but why can you, a young man in your thirties, be safe and sound?"
Moreover, the dog has the most powerful nose. He must have smelled something unusual or sensed danger, so he became so uneasy.
"Danqing, you are here!"
Actually, at the beginning, I was a little suspicious of the problem with the Danqing. After all, from the perspective of my Zhu You Qi-Looking Technique, he does have a trace of demonic energy on his body.
Chapter completed!