Returning from the abyss

Chapter 1308 Harvest

Before Lu Ning could say anything, Tao Xuanzu passed her and squatted beside Ma Zi, taking his hand to feel his pulse. Ma Zi could only smile bitterly: "Old Tao, you are so old, why don't you know how to protect yourself? I don't know the cause of my illness, if I get it from you, I might as well lose my life."

"You little bastard, I've suffered three plagues in my life. If I was afraid of this, I would have been killed by God long ago." Tao Xuanzu scolded, "Stop pretending to be pitiful. It's because you insisted on praying to the gods that you ended up like this. You prayed to the gods, but you only got a ghost!"

Ma Zi shook his head helplessly. Xuan Yangzi and the others were still very concerned about the result of Tao Xuanzu's pulse diagnosis. But the more Tao Xuanzu diagnosed the pulse, the tighter his brows furrowed.

"What's wrong? Fortune teller, why don't you tell me something so we can figure out what to do." Wujie asked loudly.

"I've never seen this kind of pulse before. If a person's pulse was like this, he would have been dead long ago." Tao Xuanzu shook his hands, "Pockmarked, what on earth have you provoked?"

"Immortal...don't ask, Old Tao, I'm beyond help."

"Lady." Xuan Yangzi bowed to Lu Ning, "I am just an ordinary person in the martial arts world. I don't know any famous people from big sects, let alone officials. But if you can save my little brother, we can still afford some rewards..."

"I knew you brought me here for this reason." Lu Ning raised her eyebrows. "Unfortunately, from what I know, his illness is indeed difficult to recover from. If you really want to save him, I only want one person."

"Who?" Several people asked at the same time.

"If it's Zhao Yuqiao from the Qihuang Sect, you can ask him to come and save the man, maybe he can save his life. As for the others, I don't know either."

"In this case, we should act without further delay..."

Before Tao Xuanzu finished speaking, the pockmarked man suddenly began to twitch, and his whole body began to shrink into a ball, but his tumor-covered face twisted into an expression of joy, which made Xuan Yangzi and the others shudder. Seeing this, Lu Ning took out a porcelain bottle from his arms and threw it to Tao Xuanzu: "Feed it to him and try it."

Taking the medicine bottle, Tao Xuanzu did not dare to ask any more questions. He poured out the pill inside, opened Ma Zi's mouth and stuffed it in. He took out a gourd from his waist and fed him two gulps. Not long after the pill was taken, Ma Zi stopped struggling, blinked his eyes, and said in surprise: "Hey, this dream is shorter..."

"That pill is the Xiaohuandan made by Zhao Yuqiao. Since it is very effective, you can go and ask him for help. Perhaps he can save you. Whether you can get it depends on your ability." Lu Ning said.

"Thank you, lady, thank you, lady..." Tao Xuanzu suddenly knelt on the ground and was about to kowtow to Lu Ning. Lu Ning didn't want to be kowtowed by such an old man, so he pulled Xuan Yangzi away with an excuse and asked him, "What is the relationship between the two of them?"

"The fortune teller suffered from many disadvantages in his early years. But the pockmarked man was smart and treated him like his own son." Xuan Yangzi said briefly, "Lady, I cannot repay you for saving my life..."

"It's not saved yet."

"That pill has already saved our lives. We will naturally ask for help from that Qihuang Sect disciple, but we will also repay your kindness..."

"In that case, just copy for me what you know, together with the volume of breathing techniques that Ma Zi brought back." Lu Ning interrupted him.

Xuan Yangzi was stunned for a moment: "Just these?"

"Isn't that enough? The pills are of no use to me, and I didn't really save his life. I took too much. Oh, and it's better if you didn't write it. I can't recognize your handwriting."

Hearing this, Xuan Yangzi didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "As expected, I would like to thank you, lady."

Lu Ning nodded, and did not stop them here for a long time. She turned around and went back to the opening, imitating Xuan Yangzi's method, drawing a door from the inside and went out.

She stood behind the hut. The stench everywhere made her feel a little annoyed, but it was no more troublesome than the problem underground.

If Sanxian Island is not a real place for cultivating immortals, then the situation in the other three places may also be questionable. The most important problem is that Ma Zi doesn't know much about the situation in Sanxian Island, so it is a questionable point that he can run here alive.

After his aura changed into that form, was Ma Zi still the same person? Or had his spirit been replaced? Or were two minds controlling his thoughts alternately? No one knew.

These mysteries made her more cautious about the future of this scene.

The scene of superpowers being wholesale and gods walking everywhere is certainly dangerous, but the means of self-protection available to tourists are also dazzling. However, in this kind of martial arts scene mixed with monsters, immortals and demons, the vulnerability of tourists themselves can be said to be very dangerous, which is probably why the distribution center gave such a generous opening gift and subsequent rewards.

There is a saying: The more generous the distribution center, the more vigilant the tourists must be.

  Lingying Prefecture is not a safe place. It is only five days away from the port town of Suijiang, and there are no high mountains along the way, so it is easy to walk. If there are really eight hundred monks on Sanxian Island, crossing the sea, how can a mere Suijiang City withstand them?

If there was nothing else to do, she needed to get out of here as soon as possible.

At this time, a group of strong men walked in. These people were local laborers. Because of the stationing of soldiers in Lingying Mansion, there were many more jobs recently, and the number of laborers also increased. Among these laborers, Lu Ning saw the demon with green aura. He was still dressed like an ordinary person, talking and laughing with others.

“…It’s a lot of trouble.”

After muttering this in a low voice, Lu Ning's figure became blurred. In this kind of market place, there were many gaps for her to hide.

She originally wanted to see what the demon was planning, but after meeting Ning Ke and Lin Xiyin, the two demon-suppressing officers, she adjusted her attitude.

Demons are the mortal enemies of mankind, there is no need to ask for any reason.

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Wei Chuhe weighed the bag on his shoulder.

After a day's hard work, I only earned this little money. Life is really not easy.

As a demon with a hundred faces and a thousand appearances, if it wants to improve its abilities, it needs to experience the various flavors of life. So it ate the unfortunate porter, changed into his appearance, and experienced his life.

Hard work, but comfortable.

There is no need to think so much, just save a little money every day, and find someone to take the money back to the man's hometown when the season changes, and you can live freely. The porters are a group of people who can talk nonsense. Although what they say is meaningless to Wei Chuhe, Wei Chuhe tries his best to understand and then talk with them. As long as they use the same tone and say similar things, they can naturally get along well.

Three years have passed, and Wei Chuhe is faced with a difficult problem: he has to go back to his hometown for the New Year this year unless he gives up this identity.

Giving up is not difficult, just pretending to fall into the water can make Wei Chuhe disappear. But Baimianqianxiang hopes to find the next target.

He was used to seeing those in the market. Should he try a noble family as his next target? After such a long time, Wei Chuhe naturally found several alternatives. Some of them were not suitable, such as some young ladies in seclusion. Their range of activities was too small and they could not learn anything. Similarly, some maids and servants were not suitable either. They were not free enough and could not play the role for long.

After drinking the last glass of wine with his noisy companions, he pretended to be drunk, grinned, pointed at his crotch, made a hushing sound with his mouth, and then staggered to the back of the tavern.

I have decided. If I want to shorten the fate of the Wei Dynasty, I will find a position that is neither too big nor too small. The head of the police in the government office looks good.

Wei Chuhe is heading towards the river of Lingying Mansion. It is not difficult to drown a drunkard. A small ditch will do. There is also a small river running through the city of Lingying Mansion, which is even better.

When he reached the river, he deliberately stepped on a patch of wet mud, then slid forward, and a shadow separated from the body, and the body fell into the river. The remaining residue of the Wei Chu River was soaked in the river water, so even if there was anything abnormal, it could not be detected.

Shadow stood on the river bank, raised his hand and waved with some nostalgia, bidding farewell to this identity.

The next second, a sharp sword appeared almost out of thin air and chopped down on its head. Before the demon could react, it was cut by the sword. A cold air mixed with pure yang wind quickly strangled its strength. It didn't even have time to turn into a shadow and escape, and it fell to the ground and twitched.

"It still hurts, but I have to use it."

It heard a female voice.

"Ah...ah..." The phantom kept flashing, trying to reach out. Some of the things it left behind fell to the ground with clanking, and could no longer disappear along with its body.

"Still alive?"

The woman's voice was very cold, and sounded a bit like the legendary demon-suppressing officer.

The second sword slashed across, cutting it in half. The Hundred Faces and Thousands of Faces finally lost its life, and its entire body finally solidified into a pile of straw and mud, with only two sword marks left on it.

Lu Ning stepped down, breaking up the soil and crushing it into the mud. She was right. This Hundred Faces and Thousand Appearances was far inferior to the one in Zhenjian Villa. As long as she killed him before he turned into a shadow and sank into the ground, even she could kill him.

Killing this guy would also put Lu Ning's mind at ease. She knew that this demon with a hundred faces was probably not the only demon here, but she was not here to eliminate disasters.

"Ok?"

She felt something hard under her feet, so she broke off a branch and scraped the ground a few times, pulling out some hard objects from the grass stems and mud. A bag, a small gourd, two dice, and a small knife.

This guy has been among the crowd for a long time and has some assets.

Lu Ning picked out these things and washed them in the river. She put the gourd, dice and knife away first, opened the bag and looked inside.

Some copper coins, no silver; two iron plates as long as an index finger; a key; and a wooden box. She took out all these things and put them on her body, and threw the bag into the river. There was a faint demonic aura on the wooden box, but Lu Ning didn't care. She threw the sword into the sky and split the box, then reached out to catch the things that fell from the box.

It was a bracelet made of three pearls and some fragrant wood beads.

Lu Ning put the things away, then swept out two swords, scraping away all the traces on the ground so that they were completely unrecognizable, then turned around and left.

There was no one by the river at night, and this creature really chose a good burial place for itself.

Killing demons is indeed a good way to relieve stress.

Lu Ning went straight back to his residence and checked his harvest.

The small gourd was filled with a mellow liquid, but it didn't look like wine. She needed to find a way to confirm what was inside. Since the gourd was only the size of her palm, it was convenient to carry. Two dice, filled with lead. Lu Ning knew this. Lu Qingxu had played with this kind of thing a lot when he was young. He could get any number he wanted.

The knife was nothing special, and even had a few notches on it. It was a common tool for cutting, chopping, and chiseling, and it was durable. A few copper coins, Wei-style; the key should be the key to the courtyard where the person disguised himself as a human lived.

The only things that are a little special are the two iron plates and the bracelet.

The iron plates were obviously a pair, with intricate patterns printed on them. On the back of the plates was the same symbol, a simple eye symbol composed of a diamond and a circle, but with three parallel scratches on the symbol, like claw marks. On the front were the words "Edicted to Confer the Star" and "Inherit the Mandate of Heaven".

There were no words engraved on the bracelet, but Lu Ning could see that both the pearls and wooden beads on the bracelet exuded a faint demonic aura, even the five elements of demonic aura. This thing must be useful.

She simply sorted out the things and put them away. The death of the porter and the demon would probably be discovered later, but it would not be traced back to her unless Lin Xiyin and Ning Ke came to investigate.

Just as she expected, two days passed in a flash, and she had nothing to do. In addition to continuing to improve the Senluo Nine Transformations Heart Technique, she also read "The Dream Record of Mountains and Seas".

At noon that day, someone knocked on Lu Ning's door. It was Xuan Yangzi.

Lu Ning was not surprised that he could find out her address, and Xuan Yangzi brought the thank-you gift that had been agreed upon earlier.

"Lady, what we know are all things that are not worthy of being shown on the stage, and some of them are harmful to the world. I trust your character, but some of them, even if you just use them, will damage your virtue and fortune, and the gains will not outweigh the losses. You must distinguish them clearly." Xuan Yangzi handed several books in his hand to Lu Ning, "Ma Zi thanks you for your kindness. These are all dictated by us and he transcribed them. Please keep them well. I am afraid there is no other copy in the world."

"I understand." Lu Ning took a look. Although each book was not very thick, the total of these people's books actually made up a burden. This time she could be considered to have a good harvest.

"How is Ma Zi?" Lu Ning asked after taking the bag.

"The fortune teller has taken him to see a doctor this morning." Xuan Yangzi said, "Except for me and Liu Bozi, who still need to take care of the remaining affairs here, the others will leave soon. Lady, you should also make plans early, Lingying Mansion may soon become the next battleground for military strategists."

"I know." Lu Ning nodded, "Then I won't keep you here. Take care."

Xuan Yangzi bowed and left quickly. He seemed to be very anxious to leave this dangerous place.