Chapter 452: Red Sleeve Villa
In Fengqi Village, Qin Hui leaned on the coffin, holding a roast chicken in her hand and gnawing it all the time. She occasionally took a sip of wine, and she was so cool that she was as cool as a god.
However, Qin Hui was happy, but it made the villagers of Fengqi Village suffer because Qin Hui could eat three or five roast chickens in one meal, which made Fengqi Village a small village difficult to describe.
"Do you know what place is there for gods in the local area?" Qin Hui asked vaguely while eating roast chicken.
"God!" The old village chief guarding aside looked at Qin Hui in confusion, then thought for a while and replied; "It is said that there are gods appearing on the mountain five hundred miles away, but no one has actually seen it!"
After the old village chief said that, he looked at the roast chicken that was eaten by Qin Hui for a few bites, and his face showed a look of fleshy pain.
Qin Hui has been in Fengqi Village for a few days. Qin Hui has been thinking about the way to unite man and nature, but he has no idea at all. After thinking about it, Qin Hui plans to go to those immortal cultivation sects to see if the stones in other mountains can be used to attack jade.
Qin Hui's strength is reflected in his own mind power, not the true energy in this world. Therefore, Qin Hui feels that as long as he does not use his mind power, no matter who investigates it, he will not realize that Qin Hui is an existence that is the same as Baimei Zhenren.
Now Qin Hui plans to enter the Immortal Sect to see if there is any record in the Immortal Sect. You should know that Qin Hui is also a wild person. Although his strength is already quite good, he has all been able to fight along the way, and there is no specific cultivation method and guidance from his predecessors. The unity of heaven and man is related to the realm of the Golden Immortal, Qin Hui feels that he can't work behind closed doors.
"I have been here for a few days, so it's time for me to leave!" Qin Hui spitted the chicken bone aside. His injuries would be healed in a few months. Now it's time to find the Immortal Sect.
"Master, demons are rampant in the world now. What should you do if you leave Fengqi Village?" After hearing that Qin Hui was about to leave, the old village chief hurriedly knelt in front of Qin Hui. Although he felt sorry for the roast chicken that Qin Hui ate every day, there are really demons coming out now. If Qin Hui leaves, the old village chief is afraid that Fengqi Village will be targeted by the demons. Then, let alone roast chicken, I am afraid that Fengqi Village will be eaten by the demons.
"This is simple, I am not a person who eats and drinks for nothing. Since I have enjoyed the incense of your Fengqi Village, I will use some means to ensure peace in your side!" Qin Hui stuck his hand out of the coffin indifferently, pointed at the front, and recited; "Eternal protection, block the enemy..."
Qin Hui raised his hand and saw two defensive magics. With Qin Hui's magic, the entire mountain village was immediately covered by a wave of water, and then it returned to its original state.
"Okay, I have set up a barrier. Ordinary little monsters will die when touched, so I will never dare to come in!" Qin Hui said as she lay down the barrier while lying in the coffin. As Qin Hui lay down, the coffin lid that was originally placed beside her suddenly flew over and closed on the coffin.
"This coffin is good. I feel comfortable sleeping. I've given it to me!"
The black coffin soared into the air under Qin Hui's words, and suddenly opened the gate in the temple and flew into the distance.
"Master, trumpet, your trumpet!" The old village chief looked at the flying coffin and hurriedly chased out, holding the trumpets and gongs and drums that the villagers originally blew.
"Yes, I said why do I always feel that I am short of it?" The coffin flying in the air turned around and flew back. Then the things in the old village chief's hand rose directly to the sky, rushed into the coffin and merged into one with the coffin.
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Suddenly, a sad and whispered sound came from the coffin. The coffin where Qin Hui was located rotated in the air and then broke through the air.
Qin Hui flew for a month and traveled thousands of miles. Qin Hui searched all the way and found that there were no immortal gates along the way, and even the fairy mountain mentioned by the old village chief was no exception.
The Shushan realm is hundreds of thousands of miles in radius, not as small as Qin Hui imagined. Qin Hui saw countless soldiers and horses fighting in various places, and also saw countless demons and monsters.
Some of these demons are practicing magic skills by drinking human blood, while others really live in villages like ordinary people, working in the fields, and their faces are filled with joy of harvest.
This is a chaotic era. Some demons slaughter the people, while others have regarded themselves as humans. The warlords in the local area are fighting in a chaotic world.
"Run quickly! The coffin has become a spirit!" Today, Qin Hui flew past the ground again and saw Qin Hui's dark coffin flying in the air. Many people working in the fields threw down their hoes and ran towards their homes without saying a word.
"Boom!" Qin Hui's coffin suddenly fell to the ground. While blocking the white-faced villagers, it also stirred up a burst of dust on the ground.
"Don't hurry to leave!" Under the panic gaze of the crowd, the coffin lid suddenly opened, and a man in black robe sat up from the coffin.
"Old ancestor, don't eat us! We have thick skin and thick flesh but not delicious!" After seeing Qin Hui, several villagers bowed their heads and thumped on the ground, saying things that they didn't taste good.
"What are you doing with food? I have something to ask you, where is this place? Have you ever heard of the Immortal Sect?" Qin Hui's clothes are now replaced by local customs and have changed into a black robe with ink unicorns. If it weren't for sitting in the coffin, Qin Hui's appearance and dress would look like a rich young man.
"If you want to go back to the ancestor, this place is in Yanzhou. As for the young people in the Immortal Sect, I don't know what it is!" Several villagers knelt on the ground without raising their heads, and could not tell where there were immortals.
"Does this Shushan really want me to look for it one by one?" Qin Hui couldn't help but frown after hearing the words of the few people. You must know that Qin Hui has searched all the mountains, rivers and mountains within a radius of thousands of miles in this month. If this is really the end.
"Old ancestor, the little man has never heard of any immortal gate. But one day I heard the merchant who was carrying a load at my house saying that there is a place called Hongxiu Villa 800 miles southwest. It is said that there are fox fairies there!"
A villager said timidly, but Qin Hui shook her head when she heard his words.
Qin Hui came to find the Immortal Cultivation Mountain this time. What is the use of this fox fairy? Is it a play in Stories from a Chinese Studio?
Qin Hui shook her head and said nothing. Looking at Qin Hui's appearance, a villager hurriedly continued, "Yes, yes, I have heard of it. The fox fairy has infinite magic power. It is said that many demons and guards have stripped naked and hung them outside the gate by her! Moreover, the fox fairy has been famous for hundreds of years. If you look for someone to see where to go!"
The villagers talked in a verbal way, and Qin Hui felt it made sense when she heard it. After all, she was not familiar with the place, so I think the fox fairy should know more.
"Wuwuwu..." Qin Hui lay in the coffin, and then the dark coffin rose from the ground, causing a gust of wind to head towards the southwest.
At the foot of Hongxiu Villa, a flower-red girl was being carried by four people wearing red clothes, as if they were welcomed by a team.
There was a joyful ticking sound of wedding reception in front and behind the team. Two maids held a small flag with the words "Hu" written on it, walking with petals scattered while walking.
"It's so unlucky. Who has left the coffin here!" It was like a bride-welcoming team was moving forward, and a large dark coffin in front of everyone was quietly stopping on the road, blocking the team's way.
"It's bad luck, it's really bad luck!" A maid waved her hand in disgust, and then instructed two strong men who were blowing the trumpet to push the coffin away.
After hearing this, the two strong men walked out of the team and came to the surroundings of the coffin and tried their best together, intending to push the coffin aside.
"One, two, one, two, three...you're trying hard!"
After a while, he couldn't push the coffin, but a strong man was exhausted and panting, cursing at his companion unhappily.
"Why didn't I try to force it! I don't know what this coffin is made of, it's so damn heavy!" My companion complained a few times. He couldn't push the coffin just now with all his strength. What can you do to let him do?
"What a waste!" The maid waved her hand unhappily after seeing this scene and ordered the others; "Go a few more and move that thing away!"
"Yes!" Several other people received the order when they heard the sound. Except for the strong man carrying the coffin, everyone surrounded the coffin, intending to push the coffin together.
"One, two, three! Get more hard!"
The six big men shouted horns and tried hard together, but the painted black coffin did not move, as if they were laughing at everyone.
"Is the elephant lying in this coffin? It's so heavy!" The six big men were flushed with their faces, but the coffin just didn't move.
"Buzz!" The coffin that the six great men could not lifted rose from the ground with the buzzing sound. With a rotating, they knocked away the men around them and crashed them into the grass.
Chapter completed!