deceitful cultivator

Chapter 239 Ordinary World?

Tianjia Village is located in a remote area. If you walk to the nearest town, it takes at least seven or eight days to travel, so few businessmen come here.

More than a dozen households of villagers rely on the survival experience passed down from their ancestors and barely maintain a self-sufficient life. They can live and work in peace and contentment.

The environment facing the mountains on three sides is relatively hidden. Looking from a height, you can only vaguely see the thatched roof mixed in the shade of trees.

The old man lay reclining in the shade to enjoy the cool air.

Several children were playing and playing around the banyan tree, looking expectantly toward the village head from time to time, as if waiting for their elders to return home.

There are not many farmlands in the valley, and they are all planted with a crop called "March potato", also known as yam, which can grow in just a hundred days.

Whenever the yams grow, the villagers will take some of them to sell in the town, and buy some daily necessities by the way.

For children, the day when adults go to the market represents new clothes and sweet and bitter cane sugar, how can they not yearn for it.

Now that the potatoes are ripe, the children's thoughts are a little more.

The sun is gradually setting.

Loud folk songs echoed, and several baskets filled with potatoes were moved into the village and stored in dry warehouses.

The villagers were busy until the sun went down, and then they returned to Tianjiacun one after another.

Wisps of smoke drifted.

After the potatoes are cooked, they will emit a very unique fragrance, which attracts several bush weasels to hide in the grass outside the fence.

The woman began to prepare dinner, cooking various sweet potato-related dishes and placing them on the large wooden table next to the banyan tree.

In Tianjia Village, the grain harvest is a big or small festival.

It is called "Qingyu Liang".

Tian Sanzhong was leaning on a cane, and his old body couldn't help but cough a few times.

He is the eldest man in the village. He has been a local official for decades and is responsible for sowing and harvesting potatoes.

Several children looked at Tian Sanzhong in fear, then quietly climbed onto the big wooden table, trying to steal a few slices of bacon covered under the cassava.

"Cough cough cough..."

"Gua Wazi, don't be rude."

Tian Sanzhong looked serious and tapped several children on the buttocks with his cane. The children ran behind their adults in panic.

"We'll eat them after Mr. Ren comes back, one by one... cough cough cough."

He coughed a few times, his face flushed red, and the surrounding villagers hurriedly apologized, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

The night fell.

A bright waning moon hung in the sky, surrounded by stars.

After a while, a tall figure appeared on the mountain road.

The man is tall and burly, and even though he is dressed in simple clothes, he still cannot conceal his aura. His squinting eyes and smile make people feel good about him.

He was carrying a basket, and inside it sat a seven or eight-year-old boy.

Due to malnutrition, the child looks a little short, his abdomen is slightly swollen, and his eyes are dull and dull.

He leaned his little head on the man's shoulder, smiling foolishly.

Ren Qing looked up at the night sky with vague eyes, as if he was looking for something, but soon lowered his head in confusion.

"Mr. Ren, sit down quickly. Sit down quickly."

Tian Sanzhong hurriedly greeted him and led Ren Qing to sit at the head seat of the big wooden table. Seeing this, the villagers gradually gathered around.

They greeted Ren Qing respectfully, and the latter responded one by one.

"I'm too polite, but you have just recovered from tuberculosis. Please don't catch cold these days."

Ren Qing smiled and put Tian'a, who was dripping in the basket, on his lap. Tian'a picked up the dishes with chopsticks and stuffed them into his mouth.

Tian Sanzhong glanced at Tian Ah with pity, smiled bitterly and said, "I know my situation well. If it hadn't been for the treatment by Mr...."

"Oh, thank you very much, Mr. Ren, for taking care of my stupid grandson."

Tian Sanzhong's eyes revealed memories. It was a few months ago that he first met Ren Qing.

At that time, Tian A was playing by the river, and found an unconscious man. The nearby trees were even more swaying, and there were still bones of wild animals.

Although Tian A was mentally disabled, he was particularly interested in Ren Qing for some reason, so he kept shouting and screaming in a panic.

The villagers were attracted and immediately placed Ren Qing in an empty thatched house.

After Ren Qing woke up, he claimed to be a barefoot doctor who collected herbs. He was accidentally hit by a flash flood and collapse in the mountains and forests.

He did not leave Tianjiacun, but chose to stay temporarily and provide medical treatment to the villagers.

Ren Qing grabbed a handful of white and red flowers from the basket: "Old man, I found many similar herbs in the mountains."

"It's called red flower grass in the town. It can be applied externally to treat blunt injuries. You can dry it and sell it. I think it can help subsidize your family's income."

Ren Qing handed it to the neighboring villagers and asked them to take a closer look.

Tian Sanzhong came back to his senses, opened his mouth and didn't know what to say.

He thanked her profusely and then asked Ren Qing to eat some potato dishes. He wanted to put all the dishes in front of Ren Qing.

After Ren Qingcha was full, he put down his bowl and chopsticks and said with a smile, "I'm almost injured, I'm going to leave the village."

Tian Sanzhong's expression showed no surprise.

In his opinion, Ren Qing is a capable and literate person. It is impossible for him to stay in the village with peace of mind. It is normal to go out and explore.

"Mr. Ren, what should we do about Ava's situation..."

After Ren Qing hesitated for a few moments, he spoke softly: "If I don't mind, I will take Awa away and let him come back on his own when he recovers."

"I won't live to be fifteen if I get this strange disease. I can rest assured that my husband will take care of me."

Tian Sanzhong's eyes turned red, and he wanted to kneel down, but Ren Qing resisted.

Ren Qing looked at Tian A out of the corner of his eye, with a hint of magic in his narrowed eyes, but he quickly turned his head away.

He has been in Jingzhou for more than a year and feels that this place is very ordinary, even too ordinary.

Ren Qing could clearly see the blood moon when he was in the water, and even the full blood moon was enough to affect Qingxu Concept thousands of miles away.

But when he arrived in Jingzhou, he saw no trace of the blood moon again. When he asked the villagers, they never heard of a second moon.

What puzzled Ren Qing the most was the body of Jingzhou people.

He came into contact with the corpses in coffins in Wuwei Dojo.

In Ren Qing's inherent impression, the physique of the people in Jingzhou has undergone irreversible changes due to the Tiandao Insect.

They only had six slender ribs left, and their internal organs were squeezed together, allowing the Tiandao worms to better parasitize in their abdomens.

But Ren Qing found that the villagers have at least 24 ribs, and even some young children have recovered [-] ribs of normal people.

I asked them about their ancestors, but they were hesitant and unable to give details.

And this is by no means an exception.

Ren Qing rushed to two nearby towns for the reason of going up the mountain to collect medicine, but more than [-] people in Jingzhou had this kind of constitution.

Occasionally, babies with around ten ribs are born, usually with low intelligence, weak constitution, or even birth disabilities.

In addition to being born with a disability, Tian A had all the other defects. He only had eight slender ribs and his internal organs were still churned.

If he hadn't met Ren Qing, he wouldn't have survived ten years old.

From Ren Qing's point of view, there are far more inconceivable things than these. Among the more than [-] people in Jingzhou, there is not even half a monk who has mastered magic arts.

The fabricated martial arts techniques were also gone.

It was as if there was an invisible big hand that was forcing Jingzhou back on track.

But what about the Tiandao Insects.

Why have Jingzhou people forgotten the existence of Wuwei Taoist Temple?

Even if the Tiandao Insects were defeated, all traces would not be wiped out in a short time.

Tiandaozi was so afraid of the blood moon that he even turned into a supreme demon to fight against it, and ended up with a happy ending?

Ridiculous! ! !

Weird! ! !

Inexplicable! ! !

If he hadn't seen the huge monster behind the blood moon, he would have left Jingzhou straight away, but now he couldn't help but be more cautious.

Ren Qing suppressed the fear in his heart and returned to the house after eating dinner.

Tian Aze was taken to rest by his parents. Although he was nearly ten years old, his intelligence was equivalent to that of two or three years old.

However, it may be that Ren Qing has a faint aura of heaven and law, Tian A naturally showed closeness.

Ren Qing sat cross-legged on the kang, and his consciousness came to the prison in the belly of his body.

The King of Xin transformed by Tiandaozi caused a sudden change in the Bone Sect's magical weapon, and the remaining Xinhuo was absorbed by his flesh and blood furnace.

The prison in the belly was therefore in a state of transformation, and it was only recently that it was completely restored.

It can be said that one move affected the whole body, and the rest of Ren Qing's techniques were also affected, causing him to be in a coma for several days when he first came to Jingzhou.

Fortunately, longevity accumulation does not affect it.

Ren Qing checked the prison in his lower abdomen. The sun and moon were more real, the vegetation was growing rapidly, and he was getting closer and closer to the legendary small world.

But what excites him is that he can finally experience the ghost market with the help of the Dream Butterfly Technique.

Although I closed my eyes and meditated for more than half an hour, I could only confirm that the ghost market was bustling with people, and there were jailers going to every shop.

Ren Qing tried to control the Soul Butterfly, but he couldn't do it until dawn. It seemed that they were really far apart. Let's wait until the Dream Butterfly method is promoted.

He glanced at the feed.

【Shouyuan: 230 years】

Ren Qing's lifespan is enough, but he has been waiting for the transformation of the prison in his belly to be completed, and now it's time to break through the negative realm.

He was not in a hurry to waste his life span, and planned to be promoted at noon in the morning. Then he opened his eyes and walked to the courtyard, preparing to stretch his muscles.

Tian A ran up to Ren Qing in a hurry, staring and saying nothing.

Ren Qing touched his head, took out a translucent jelly bean and stuffed it into Tian'a's mouth, who ran away with a grin.

This material is refined from the insects of Tiandao Insects. According to the information flow, it can strengthen the body of the parasite.

Ren Qing sat on the recliner and looked at the peaceful and peaceful life of the villagers, which was probably rare even in Xiangxiang.

"Heavenly Dao Insect... Blood Moon..."

"What happened in Jingzhou in the decades after the destruction of Wuwei Taoism? Did Tian Daozi expect this to happen?"

Or……

Blood Moon invaded Jingzhou to bring order to chaos?

Ren Qing shook his head. The current situation in Jingzhou is definitely not simple. Even if Tiandaozi is alive, he may not be able to figure it out.

Master, you must not trick me, Huang Qi.

He took a deep breath and quickly became immersed in the meditation technique. Unknowingly, the sun had risen into the sky and was shining brightly.

Close your eyes, the sound of insects is still there.

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