Fang Gui is twelve years old, and he is really likable.

It’s not that he is so handsome, he runs around in the countryside every day, and his little face is already tanned, but his treacherous appearance, and his natural habit of speaking people and speaking lies to ghosts. He can’t find out even if he wants to be good at pretending to be good. When he thinks about the trick, he immediately looks bad, and always gives people a different feeling.

Normally, when you get a pickle, you have to eat two meals of Niutou Murakami. He can always eat meat from time to time, and he has not been beaten to death, which is partly due to his naturally likable little face...

But this time it's different!

Except for Hongbao and Widow Hua, the people in Niutou Murakami have already become highly immunized to his likable little face and no longer secretly stuff them with delicious food to him. However, Mr. Fang Gui is now working and has a lot of money on hand!

Earlier in the village, Fang Gui had already inquired about the location of the village from the black-clad old woman. He knew that it was not far from Niutou Village, so he had about forty or fifty miles of mountain road. At this time, he brought the bag full of amethyst and jogged over to Niutou Village.

Somehow, although he has suffered this difficulty, he feels that there is endless energy in his body. The faster he runs in the mountains, the more warm and comfortable his body seems to be, and it is like a spring of strength in his belly, which is coming out from time to time.

Forty or fifty miles of mountain road, even adults have to go for half a day, but Fang Gui jogged back all the way, but before nightfall came, he had already arrived near Niutou Village.

Seeing the big locust tree at the entrance of the village, I felt even more happy. I shouted and ran towards the village, laughing and said, "The poor people in the village, Mr. Fang Gui, I am well developed. Do you know what I have met..."

“Huh?”

Before he could finish his words, he suddenly stopped.

Today's Niutou Village looks completely different from usual.

The naughty boys who used to be clamored and quarreled in the village and were beaten more than once were gone. They always sat on the edge of the well at the entrance of the village and put their shoes in their soles. The widow who was flirting at the passing burly man disappeared. Even every time they saw themselves coming back, they would come to meet him as soon as possible, pestering themselves and chatting about everything, the red girl who was asking questions was gone...

"Here?"

Fang Gui looked blankly for a while and thought to himself: "Did you all hide and eat meat?"

He walked around the village and felt more and more cold, because the bustling village that was usually popular and popular now is now no one, and it is terrible. He opened the door of each house from the beginning of the village and found that there was no one inside. Some people had cooked corn porridge and small pickles on the table, but there was no one alone.

Fang Gui walked blankly on the small road in the village and pushed open the door of the village chief's house. The village chief was not there.

He pushed open the door of Hua Widow's house, but Hua Widow was not there.

After looking through the chicken coop of Mrs. Zhang's house, I found that even the chicken was gone.

What about this hell, what about humans?

Where is the chicken?

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...

It was not until Fang Gui came to Hongbao's backyard that he saw a row of sloppy handwriting on a mud wall, which seemed to be rushing down. It was Hongbao's tone: "Brother Fang Gui, the villagers are going to run away while you are away. I don't want to go with them. I want to have a baby with you, but my father came out with a pig knife. Brother Fang Gui, you must remember..."

He was only half of the words, and there was obviously another one behind him, but it was interrupted.

Fang Gui looked at these words and said frightened: "It's just to hide from me, everyone in the village ran away?"

A chilly air conditioner penetrated into my mind, and then turned into anger like a volcano: "As for you?"

"At most I can just take a peek at the little advantage of Widow Hua taking a bath, beat the baby in the village and pit the old man in the village, steal the chicken of the old lady of the Wang family, pull the radish of the old man in the Sun family, pretend to be a ghost in the middle of the night, and Zhang Qiang fell into the thatched ward. It was not my intention. It was not my intention to pee into the iron pot of the village chief's house, but he was just hiding from stealing meat and eating it. It was too anxious to hold it..."

"You actually ran away..."

"Why leave me and run by myself..."

"I already have money..."

“…”

“…”

Fang Gui was dazed on the millstone in the village, thinking that maybe the villagers would come back, but he sat until the middle of the moon. The whole village was pitch black, but there was no one in the figure. He finally couldn't sit still, jumped up and moved his arms and legs, thinking hatefully: "If you run away, just run away, Mr. Fang Gui, I'll go to the Immortal Sect to become a disciple and cultivate immortality..."

Anyway, there was no one in the village, so Fang Gui was also ruthless. He went to the Zhang family to serve a bowl of corn porridge and went to the Li family to catch a plate of pickles. He found half a pot of stewed chicken in the kitchen cabinet of Mrs. Wang's house, and a jar of local wine was found under the bed of the village chief's house... I thought he was leaving in a hurry, but they didn't take away these good things that Fang Gui had jealous of on weekdays, satisfying his wish to take them casually.

Then on this millstone, Fang Gui had a beautiful meal and sipped two sips of wine as if it were decent.

Seeing the moon set, he felt dizzy and a little bolder.

"Bang!"

He fell the wine jar by imitating the appearance of those heroes in the story told by Blind Zhu, and Fang Gui walked out of the village.

"Mr. Fang Gui, I'm going to practice immortality..."

He said goodbye to the empty village and walked very casually.

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Fang Gui didn't think too much about the people in the whole village who suddenly disappeared in order to avoid him. His little head also knew that the people in the village were really annoyed by him. It was normal to leave. However, because of the limitation of knowledge, he did not expect that, but since there were no people in the village, there were indeed not many ways he could choose.

The letter of recommendation that was taken from Grandma Hu, an old woman in black in Qin family in Dongtu, was only used as a way out, but now it comes in handy.

Fang Gui usually travels around and learns the habit of inquiring about things from Widow Hua. He knows a lot of things. For example, although he has never left Niutou Village since he was a child, he also knows the legendary immortal sects in Anzhou. Grandma Hu mentioned Taibai Mountain, and he heard Zhao Tiezui say that he didn't know the specific location, but he knew that the mountain was located in the west of Niutou Village.

At first, he was gambled to go to the Immortal Sect to practice in one breath, but slowly calmed down. He had already run for more than ten miles, and then turned back specifically. He carved the eleven big words "I'll go to Taibai Mountain to practice-Mr. Fang Gui" on the old locust tree at the entrance of the village, but in order to remind the old immortal grandfather who returned to the village to find him, so that he would not suddenly come back to pick him up but could not find him.

It's hard to say whether there are other intentions.

After leaving this line of words, he got on the road again. He went to a town twenty miles away and asked someone to find out the way to Taibai Mountain. Only then did he realize that Taibai Mountain was actually thousands of miles away, which was a far distance for him, a child.

If you want to rush the road, you have to be rich.

Fang Gui is rich, and it is money used by immortals, but the mortal world doesn’t recognize this!

Fang Gui still remembered that the money Zhu Weizi said that immortals used was more valuable than gold and silver. They could be exchanged at the money house in the big city. A piece of spiritual coins could be exchanged for several golds. The money in his pocket should be exchanged for a lot of gold and silver, so he went to the money house gate to wander around.

Before entering the door, I bit my finger and thought about it.

It seems that according to the words of Blind Zhu, it is easy to cause trouble for a young boy like himself with a huge sum of money!

Of course, with his own skills, he is not worried that someone will come to make his own decisions. But the key is that those people don’t know that Mr. Fang Gui is capable. If they come to provoke him, they have to teach them a lesson. After delaying his efforts, wouldn’t that cause trouble in vain?

The more I thought about it, the more angry I became. I stared at the rich gentry who were in and out of the money shop. They all blamed these people for not knowing their power, so they did not dare to go into the money shop to exchange for money. If it delayed the great work of our uncle Fang Gui’s cultivation, can you take responsibility?

Since they will definitely be targeted by them when they exchange money and will definitely cause trouble for themselves, Fang Gui decided to take action first!

Seeing that a fat middle-aged man came out of the money shop, he also brought a servant with him. Seeing that he was eating a lot of oil, he must be very rich, Fang Gui took a grass stick and swayed over. When he walked to the middle-aged man, he staggered into his arms. The middle-aged fat man jumped back very disgusted and shouted, "Tsk, little beggar, don't you look at people when you walk?"

"Uncle, give me two money to Huabei?"

Fang Gui raised his head, and the old man seemed to stretch out his hand to the other party.

"I won't give you money, get out of here!"

The middle-aged fat man waved his sleeves in disgust and walked away with big strodes.

Fang Gui looked at him with disgust and trotted in the opposite direction of his.

I picked up the money bag I just touched, and I felt it was heavy and should have a lot of weight. Fang Gui felt happy and a little thankful. Liu Laizi from the village said that he had to master a few skills when walking in the world to prepare for emergencies. At that time, he saw that he was very sincere and learned it casually with him. Unexpectedly, it was quite easy to use at critical moments...

With money on hand, Fang Gui also gave up and walked towards Taibai Mountain with great strides.

This thousand-mile road naturally has many twists and turns, especially for a child over ten years old, it is more like a long journey that is almost impossible to walk. However, although Fang Gui is young, he is smart and has a good skill. He is sweet when he should be sweet when he should be cruel when he should be cruel. He travels and sleeps all day and night, and stops and stops. Although he has worked a little harder, he actually found a place after a month.

"Is this the Immortal Gate?"

Looking at the mountains that were towering into the sky and continuous, Fang Gui knocked on the stones in his shoes.
Chapter completed!