My filial piety has deteriorated, so I have no choice but to be a rebellious disciple

Ling Xiaodong was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized.

yes!After all, these [-] mountains are extremely dangerous, and when I fell asleep soundly, my master must have been guarding me and never closed my eyes!

Thinking of this, he looked at Yue Yingying movedly, he never thought that the master worked so hard.

"Why do you look at me like that? It's so disgusting!"

Being watched by Ling Xiaodong, Yue Yingying felt a little guilty, grabbed her other shoulder with one hand, and turned sideways to Ling Xiaodong, as if trying to cover up her thoughts.

He won't find out, right?

Although it's a matter of urgency, but the master helping the apprentice...is too shocking.

"It's nothing, master, you have a good rest, I will help you watch the night."

"Even if you have a conscience, you are worthy of painstaking efforts for the teacher, and your arms are sore."

"Ok?"

Ling Xiaodong couldn't understand what the master was talking about.

Yue Yingying said angrily:

"nothing!"

Because the stone on the ground was hard and it was painful to lie down, Ling Xiaodong let Yue Yingying's head rest on his lap.

Yue Yingying was indeed tired too, especially the visual and tactile sensations had a huge impact on her, and she fell into a deep sleep as soon as she closed her eyes.

The white dress transformed by the magic on her body disappeared the moment she fell asleep.

But what disappoints Ling Xiaodong is that the white skirt is also wrapped with red snake skin to cover the flawless immortal body.

Silent all night.

The sun was high when they came out of the cave the next day.

When Yue Yingying was asleep, Ling Xiaodong did not forget to make two pairs of snakeskin boots out of snakeskin, and the sharp long teeth were also ground into sharp daggers, which were hung around his waist.

The two continued to move towards the second goal within the Shiwan Mountain.

It was already the third morning when they approached the second place with the strongest yang energy.

"and many more!"

Ling Xiaodong seemed to have noticed something, stopped in his tracks, raised a hand, and sounded a warning.

Yue Yingying, who was walking behind her with her head down, accidentally bumped into his back.

"Ouch!" She rubbed her forehead and complained, "What's wrong?"

"There's someone ahead!"

Chapter 40 Daughter's Village

Ling Xiaodong hugged Yue Yingying's slender waist, tapped the ground lightly with his toes, jumped up, and hid himself on the branch.

As soon as Yue Yingying heard that someone was there, she quickly used a hidden spell on the two of them.

At her level, low-end small techniques such as concealment spells no longer need to be chanted aloud, and the figures of the two gradually faded and were hidden among the dense leaves.

As the people approached, it could be seen that they were two women, with only animal skins around their chest and waist, one of them was carrying a spear, and the other was holding a big knife in his hand.

Their skin reveals a healthy wheat color, and their bodies are strong. Although they walk loosely, their eyes look around like eagles.

The two seemed to be talking about something, Ling Xiaodong listened carefully, and found that although the language they used had many accents, it was roughly the official dialect of Dazhou.

"Hey~ What's the use of asking us to patrol every day? Anyway, with the blessing of the sacred tree, those ghosts dare not approach. Why are there so many things for the village chief? Why don't you let me do it!"

The woman carrying the spear kept whining and complaining, while the woman holding the knife at the side was silent at first, but couldn't stand the slander of her accomplices around her.

She frowned and retorted:

"I asked you to do it? Are you literate? It won't be your turn if you abdicate."

"Let me just talk about it, hey, are you going to be twenty in a few days?"

"Huh? Yes, what's wrong?"

The anti-spear woman exaggeratedly made a semicircle with her hand on her flat belly.

"Oh! Then don't you want to be a mother?"

"So what? Aren't you going too soon?"

"It's early, I still have one year, when you come out of the sacred tree, remember to tell me how it feels."

Another woman responded impatiently:

"Okay, okay, shut up. After patrolling this area, we can go back to the village."

The two gradually drifted away, and gradually, the conversation between the two could no longer be heard.

The leaves shook for a while, Ling Xiaodong jumped off the branch with Yue Yingying, and the originally illusory figure gradually solidified.

Ling Xiaodong looked at the direction in which the two left in disbelief, and said in surprise:

"There are still villages in the Hundred Thousand Mountains? They still speak the official dialect of Dazhou? Master, have you heard of it?"

Yue Yingying shook her head, "I don't know either."

However, she reminded:

"The second yang energy gathering point is in the direction they came from, maybe it's in their village."

Not long after the two walked forward in the forest, they saw a village as expected.

There is a fence around the village, which surrounds a small village. The houses in the village are all made of wood, and the appearance is very simple, but they are all neat and tidy.

On the surrounding flat land, there are farmlands reclaimed, and there are also ponds, hemp grass and bamboo forests on the side. The clothes of the people who work in the fields are made of animal skins.

The paths in the fields are criss-crossed, and the crowing of chickens and the barking of dogs can be vaguely heard.

It looks like a paradise in the world.

"Ling Xiaodong, look over there."

Yue Yingying pointed to the center of the village.

There is a huge tree in the sky, with intricately entwined branches and leaves that are green on top and yellow on the bottom. The huge tree crown covers the entire village. The sun is so rich that it spreads gently around, not as hot as the red fruit. As warm as the morning sun.

"Is this... Xuanyang grass?"

"It's not like, but not necessarily. Xuanyang Grass has been extinct for hundreds of years, and I can't find a description of its shape at all. I have to observe it closely to distinguish its attributes."

"Then what should we do next? Should we lurk quietly, or come directly to the door?"

Yue Yingying didn't answer, instead she closed her eyes, pinched her fingers, and murmured.

After a while, she opened her eyes.

"Huodi Jin, Tianhuo colleagues."

Yueyingying explained:

"I can't count myself, but I gave you a hint. It's no problem to come directly to the door."

In the Jin Dynasty of Huodi, the sun is rising at the beginning of the morning, and the dawn is about to rise, and there are noble people in front of it.

It symbolizes the omen of saying goodbye to the old darkness and ushering in the dawn.

Tianhuo Tongren, Guan Bao divides the gold, and holds up the lamp in the dark night.

This hexagram has a clear interpretation and a dark interpretation. The clear interpretation is a red sun in the sky, communicating with others honestly from the bottom of your heart, and suddenly encountering a savior.

In secret solutions, there are also smoke fate solutions in which husbands and wives live in harmony.

However, Yue Yingying didn't care about the hidden meaning, after all, in this mountain, what kind of fate can there be?

Since there was no problem, the two of them walked towards the village openly.

The swaggering Ling Xiaodong attracted the attention of the whole village, both old and young looked at them in amazement, as if they saw something extraordinary.

"Hello, Ling Xiaodong."

Yue Yingying whispered softly next to him.

"What's the matter, master?"

"Did you notice anything was wrong?"

Ling Xiaodong looked around at the villagers, they were all very simple, there was nothing unusual except that the clothes were different from the outside world.

It would be better to say that the cloth on these women's bodies is pitiful, and their smooth thighs, arms and abdomen are exposed, but considering the four seasons here are like spring, and the different ethnic customs, it is normal to dress like this.

Wait, girl?

Ling Xiaodong realized something was wrong, he looked around and found an astonishing fact.

All you can see in this village are women, and not even a single man has been seen so far!

"Stop! Who are you!"

A woman holding a sharp weapon who looked like a village guard stopped them at the entrance of the village.

Ling Xiaodong stepped forward and cupped his hands:

"We came here to look for Xuanyang Grass. I don't know if you have heard of it?"

The woman frowned, "We have lived here for generations and have never heard of Xuanyang grass."

Then she asked, "Where are you from?"

"We come from a hundred thousand mountains away, Mao Er..."

"Wait, you said you are from outside?"

Ling Xiaodong nodded in acknowledgment.

The woman looked him up and down and said in surprise:

"Are you the one in the legend, man!?"

As soon as the man uttered the word, the surrounding villagers froze in place.

After a brief silence, the whole village was boiling, and people in the village rushed to tell each other.

"Everyone, come here, there are men here!"

"Where? Where?"

"Aren't men written in books to deceive children?"

"It really is! It's at the entrance of the village! Everyone is going! Hurry up!"

A crowd of women, old and young, all rushed out of the village, surrounded Ling Xiaodong, and Yue Yingying was squeezed out of the crowd.

Everyone looked at Ling Xiaodong as if they were looking at some rare animal, and some bold women touched it directly.

"Really! It's really a man! He's different from us!"

"Hey, look at this chest, it's so flat! It's even flatter than Xiaoling!"

A bold woman directly stroked Ling Xiaodong's chest muscles.

Another girlish face was flushed, and she said angrily:

"Chunlan, who do you think is level? You think it's inconvenient for everyone to dangle a water bag like you, right?"

Ling Xiaodong really couldn't handle so many women.

"No! Ladies, calm down!"

Suddenly he felt his waist loosen, and a little girl pulled the snake skin off Ling Xiaodong's waist.

"Wow!"

There were exclamations one after another from the crowd.

"What is this! Why have you never seen it before?"

"Is this the man?"

What's more, they even want to reach out directly.