Burning Heaven Dragon Emperor

Chapter 111 Panshi Village

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Obviously, this small mountain village is not very rich. Basically, men still live a life of farming and women weaving. The passers-by on the road are also woodcutters or farmers.

Because Han Xiao and the others were dressed in bright and beautiful clothes, as soon as they appeared in the village, they immediately attracted discussions from these simple villagers.

"Hey, why did someone come from the direction of Huogui Mountain? They couldn't be demons and goblins, right? Recently, there are always few people in the village. It is said that there is a kind of tree vine with flames in the mountain, which will drag people to hell. go!"

"In broad daylight, where are there so many ghosts, don't you think they have shadows?" An older old man pointed at Han Xiao's shadows and said.

"No, no." Another woodcutter looked at Ye Xuan, his eyes were a little dull, he shook his head violently and said, "Look at that woman, she looks like a mortal woman, she must have become a vixen!"

Han Xiao couldn't help laughing out loud when he heard this.

Ye Xuan stomped her feet in anger, and said coquettishly, "My lord, they say Xuan'er is a vixen, yet you still laugh at him? Hmph! I won't talk to you anymore!"

"Hehe..." Han Xiao smiled sarcastically, salivating and said, "Xuan'er, think I'm wrong, how could my Xuan'er be a vixen, she's a fairy descending to earth!"

Ye Xuan didn't listen to his rhetoric, she turned her head and let out a soft "hum", and walked forward quickly.

"Xuan'er!" Han Xiaoqiu, Yunfeng and Liang Anshi saw this pair of enemies bickering, secretly amused in their hearts, but suddenly touched a touch of tenderness buried in their hearts, that period of youthful youth was finally gone forever.

Only Meng Fei didn't know anything about love at all. Seeing their flirtatious appearance, he felt completely deprived of himself, so he ran away quickly.

The roadside houses gradually increased, and the five people finally came to the entrance of the village.

However, almost all the villagers looked at them with very strange eyes. Some women even picked up the children playing in the yard, hid in the house, and closed the door with a bang.

Han Xiao had sharp eyes and found a grocery store in this small mountain village.

Since there are also pens, inks, papers and inkstones here, there is no need to detour to Fengzhou City, just go south, go to Shuchuan City and go to Xianjian Gate.

Unexpectedly, when the owner of the grocery store saw Han Xiao walking quickly, he hurriedly closed the door, as if the plague god had come to the door.

"what's the situation?"

Han Xiao frowned. It stands to reason that he is so handsome, so he shouldn't be so disgusting...

At this time, an old man dressed in relatively "luxurious" approached tremblingly from a distance, leaning on a mahogany cane, and stood three feet away from Han Xiao.

This old man does have some cultivation skills, but he is only in the acquired third stage, and he is only slightly stronger than ordinary people.

The old man took a deep breath, coughed twice, and said: "The little old man is the village head of this Panshi village. I don't know what you masters want to do here?"

"Hehe." Han Xiao tried his best to put on a very "kind" expression, and said with a faint smile: "Village Chief, we are going to Huogui Mountain to suppress evil spirits, everyone, don't be afraid, hehe."

"It turns out that it's a fairy coming!" The village head was overjoyed when he heard that someone came to collect the monsters, "It turns out that there are still fairy willing to save us mountain people, what an eye-opener!"

The corner of Han Xiao's mouth twitched a few times, but in the eyes of these ordinary people, people like Qiu Yunfeng who can fly into the sky and escape from the ground, and call the wind and rain, are not immortals.

"We are in some trouble now. We want to find some paper and pens. I wonder if the village chief can help us?" Han Xiao smiled lightly.

"Convenience, convenience." The old village chief nodded hastily, "Several immortals, please follow me."

Han Xiao turned his head and made a "get it" gesture to Qiu Yunfeng and the others, then stretched out his hand to hold Ye Xuan, and raised his eyebrows at her, meaning: How about it, my son is very good at bluffing people!
Ye Xuan gave him a gouged look, but she didn't shake off his hand, allowing him to lead her and followed behind the old man.

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Although this Panshi village is simple and crude, there are more than 100 families living in it. There is a clear stream flowing through the village, which adds a sense of tranquility and elegance.

After a while, the old village head led a few people around a few houses and walked into the only tile house in the village made of bricks and tiles.

Pushing open the wooden door, I saw a dilapidated Eight Immortals table in the lobby, eight wooden chairs neatly arranged beside the table, and a dozen calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall, it seems that it is still a scholarly family. .

At this moment, an old woman was mending worn-out clothes in the living room. When she saw a guest coming, she hurriedly stood up to greet her and served tea and water.

"The humble house is simple, don't be surprised by the immortals." The old village head smiled a few times, and led them to a very simple study.

Although the study room is simple, but fortunately it has all the four treasures of the study room, and the inkstone and paper seem to be quite expensive. Obviously, the village head should have been a figure of some status in the past.

"Immortal, use the pen, ink and paper as you like, the little old man will not disturb you and everyone to do business."

After finishing speaking, the old village head gave everyone a silly smile, then closed the door and exited.

"Interesting, I didn't expect to see authentic Huzhou city rice paper and Langhao brushes in this mountain and wild place." Qiu Yunfeng stroked the pen holder lightly. When he was young, he was also a person who liked elegance. strengths.

"It should be some declining clans, living in seclusion here." Han Xiao said disapprovingly.

In fact, the more massive the emperor's mausoleum is near, the more likely it is that the thousand-year-old clan lived there.For example, in his previous life, Han Xiao visited the Mausoleum of the First Qin Emperor, and at the foot of Lishan Mountain, he met the descendants of Meng Tian, ​​the famous Qin general.

After finishing speaking, Han Xiao directly picked up a writing brush, dipped it in ink, thought about it for a moment, then leaned over and began to describe the appearance of "Blaze Demon".

After a while, Han Xiao finally put away his pen, turned his head to look at Ye Xuan and asked, "Xuan'er, do you look like it?"

Although Han Xiao's painting level is not top-notch, it is still highly recognizable.

Ye Xuan stretched out her pale jade finger to point at the scroll, and said softly: "The eyes are not evil enough, his eyes are like a ghost, people can't help trembling just looking at them."

"Xuan'er, come here." Han Xiao chuckled, "It's usually people who see my trembling eyes."

"..." Everyone was silent. Indeed, when Han Xiao released that terrifying evil dragon breath, even Qiu Yunfeng and the others couldn't help but tremble.

In this world, I am afraid that no one's eyes can scare Han Xiao.

Ye Xuan pursed her delicate lips lightly, and as a result, the brush just touched the painting a few times, and her eyes became lifelike.

"That's right, that's what it looks like." Han Xiao and Ye Xuan smiled at each other and nodded at the same time.

　Good morning!Thank you Li Zengqiang for your reward, thank you~ Please ask for a ticket by the way~
　　
　
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