Mingyue of the Great Song Dynasty http://www./0_1/   The latest work of Xiangnan Xiaoxiaosheng! "Who are you? What are you going to do here in our village?" the young man asked.

"I just passed by here to pick medicinal materials. What does it mean to shoot this arrow at me?" Qiu Ming was also very unhappy. If he was an ordinary person, wouldn't this arrow be killed just now?

"College herbs? You are a witch, don't think I can't see it!" The young man looked like you couldn't deceive me, "You want to come and learn the witchcraft of our village, right?"

Some people in this young village know how to do witchcraft, and Qiu Ming's eyes are bright. So he really has to go to this village.

"Do I need to secretly learn the witchcraft of your village?" Qiu Ming's aura was released in an instant. The young man couldn't hold the bow and arrow in his hand. The person in front of him had such a terrifying aura!

"How about it, can anyone beat me in your village? Are there anyone who can fly in your village? Do you still think I want to secretly learn the witchcraft of your village?"

Qiu Ming flew to the young man and looked at the young man's eyes. The young man was trembling all over and could not even say a word.

"Acheng, Acheng~~"

"Don't, don't come here!" the young man shouted tremblingly. Unfortunately, he said it was too late, and the hunting team members had arrived.

"Who are you? What's wrong with Ah Cheng?" A middle-aged man raised the bow and arrow in his hand as he shouted.

Qiu Ming knew why this young man liked to point his bow and arrow at people. It must be that these people are like this, so why can't they be more friendly?

"I heard that there are people in your village who know witchcraft, I want to meet you." Qiu Ming, with his hands behind his back, did not take the bows and arrows of these people seriously.

"Who are you? How do you know that someone in our village knows witchcraft?"

"He told me." Qiu Ming pointed to the young man Acheng, "Why, do you think I want to secretly learn the witchcraft of your village?"

"I didn't, Uncle Hu, I didn't tell him!" Acheng said anxiously.

"Brother, do we have any offense?"

"Then what else did I offend you? Why do so many of you point me with bows and arrows?" Qiu Ming was still unhappy. It was like meeting Mr. Ge of the bandit. We were eating hot pot and singing, and suddenly the railway was blown up. Who would I provoke whom I would.

"Put down the bow and arrow."

"Uncle Tiger?"

"If others really want to be unfavorable to Acheng, we have no time to stop him."

It was the first time Ah Cheng went out to hunt, so he must have offended the other party first. He didn't think Qiu Ming looked like an unreasonable person. Besides, Qiu Ming's aura was much stronger than the leader of their village.

"After all, there is a sensible person. Take me to your village. I want to see your leader." Qiu Ming was very satisfied with the other party's attitude.

"Uncle Hu, he must have thought of our village secretly learning witchcraft. Have you forgotten those people before?" A Cheng whispered in the middle-aged man's ear.

"Shut up, how many times have you told you that you came out with a bow and arrow and were hunting, not dealing with outsiders. Do you know that you almost caused a big disaster?"

Fortunately, this person didn't get angry, otherwise they would not only die, but the village would probably be destroyed.

Many villages have been destroyed like this. This person must be the legendary monk and the kind of immortal cultivation. Their village will definitely not be able to provoke them.

Qiu Ming followed these people to a village, which was several times larger than the village where Yang Qijin and the others lived. When everyone saw Qiu Ming, an outsider, was more curious.

The man named Yang Hu was the captain of the hunting team and took Qiu Ming to the door of a not outstanding house in the village.

"Xiaohu is back, have you brought the guests here, right? Come in, I've cooked tea." An old voice came from the room.

The expression on Qiu Ming's face became much more serious. The old man knew that he was coming before he left the house. Even if Qiu Ming couldn't hold back his body's aura, what he could feel must be a monk.

The light in the room was not very bright. An old man with white hair and hair was sitting in the middle. There was a small clay stove in front of him, with tea boiling on it. The old man waved at Yang Hu. Yang Hu hesitated for a moment, but retreated.

Qiu Ming sat opposite the old man: "You seem to know I'm coming?"

"What should be coming sooner or later will come. You don't belong to this place, right?" The old man slowly filled the tea bowl in front of Qiu Ming with tea.

Qiu Ming narrowed his eyes. What does this old man mean? Of course, Qiu Ming does not belong to this place, but is the place the old man said worthy of this mountain forest or this world?

Moreover, the old man's words just now could be considered as answering Qiu Ming's question, that is, the old man might really know that Qiu Ming is coming, how did he know and calculate it?

"Then do you know why I came?"

"In addition to a little bit of witchcraft passed down from our village, what else can you like?" The old man took a sip of tea and looked enjoyable.

"Since you know, that's all right. I do want to see the witchcraft passed down from your village. It's not robbery, I can exchange it with other things."

Qiu Ming also picked up the teacup and took a sip. The tea tasted good, and there were a lot of petals added to it, and the fragrance of flowers was very strong.

"We need some iron tools, including weapons and farm tools. We also need a formation that can protect the village, and some salt."

"Yes." Qiu Ming looked at the old man with deep meaning, as if the old man had already thought about this condition, "Is this the only one?"

It shouldn't be. Witchcraft must be more precious than these foods. The old man looks very smart and has no reason to do such a loss-making transaction, not to mention that Qiu Ming took the initiative to offer to exchange it.

"You also need to give some advice to the children in the village so that they can all become strong."

"What kind of people are considered strong people? And some people are born not suitable for practicing. I cannot guarantee this, but it is okay to give some guidance to those children, but it won't take too long, up to three days."

"Okay, deal."

Qiu Ming was stunned for a moment. He thought the old man would bargain, but he agreed so easily. It seemed something was wrong.

The old man stood up, took out some parchment rolls and placed them in front of Qiu Ming: "This is the witchcraft we passed down, you can see."

When Qiu Ming opened it, he found that it was indeed written in Wuwen, and it was indeed a method of practice, but these were obviously incomplete.

"That's all? Isn't it right? What about your practice method?" Qiu Ming looked at the old man in front of him. The old man gave him a very strange feeling, as if the qi and blood were deficient, but it didn't seem to be naturally decayed, and there was an inexplicable fluctuation of power on his body.

Qiu Ming heard that there are some priests in the witch clan who can use the power of life to divine, and even divine a lot of information about people whose cultivation is far beyond theirs. This is the kind of thing this old man should know?

"My practice method? If you are willing to learn it, I can teach it to you. For so many years, the witch has long been gone. How many people are still practicing real witchcraft?" When he said this, the old man's tone was very lonely.

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