After the ancestors fell

Chapter 180 Redundant Skeleton Platform

It started to rain outside the cave at night, and the cassock is now only a covering for the body, no longer sheltering from the cold and heat, and the slightest bit of chill comes in from outside the cave.

The unicorn nestled next to Mu Qingfeng, suddenly its ears moved and its eyes looked outside.Outside the cave, except for the sound of wind and rain, it was unusually quiet.Even the chirping of insects and birds has disappeared.

Mu Qingfeng got up quietly and approached the entrance of the cave. There was a rustling sound of sand and stones outside, as if being blown by the wind.

The tree swayed, and a shadow suddenly appeared under the shadow of the tree. There was a dead branch next to the entrance of the cave. Mu Qingfeng took a look and heard the sound of breaking wind.

Mu Qingfeng picked up the branch and stabbed at the phantom. Although the branch was thin and weak, under the support of strength, the branch directly penetrated the wolf's jaw.

The movement here alarmed both Chu Xihe and Qiu Bingwen. Now that they have lost their consciousness, they cannot know exactly how many wolves are outside just by their eyes and perception.

In the darkness, several pairs of dark green eyes stared at the entrance of the cave, staring at it.

If in the past, any one of the three of them would have been able to keep these ferocious beasts from approaching by relying on their own power.But now, several people are being cautious and using their magical powers.

As a body cultivator, Qiu Bingwen's strength was much less suppressed than that of Chu Xihe, and his body was covered with wolf blood not long after.

Seven wolves fell on the ground, and there was blood everywhere on the ground.

"We have to leave as soon as possible, otherwise other beasts will be attracted by the blood here." Qiu Bingwen took out a short blade, and quickly peeled off the skins of three of the wolves. Just in case."

This person seemed to be very familiar with this place, and Mu Qingfeng and the two of them naturally had no objections.

After leaving the cave, I came to a forest with bright light inside. Someone lit a bonfire outside the forest. A man and a woman sat beside the bonfire. They looked a little embarrassed, and there was a hare on the fire.

The two saw the three people approaching, and finally their eyes fell on the wolf fur on Qiu Bingwen's back, "Who are you three?"

Among the two, the man stood up, the two people greeted each other, and reported the sect they belonged to, "My junior sister and I are disciples of the Wuji Sword Sect, and we were swept here by the waves. The other sects are now missing. Where did the three come from?" Come?"

Chu Xihe and Mu Qingfeng each explained their backgrounds. Wuji Sword Sect, Wanqimen, and Danxiamen have always been in contact with each other. Mu Qingfeng used the quota of Danxiamen, so he naturally belongs to Danxiamen.

The monks in most sects are prejudiced against casual cultivators. When they heard that Qiu Bingwen was a casual cultivator, the eyes of the two of Wuji Sword Sect showed a little strangeness, but considering their identities, they still looked respectful on the surface.

"There are a lot of wild beasts around here. Next, we plan to continue eastward. What are the plans of the three of you?"

Even when they arrived at Dongfu Island, most people would choose to keep going until they got an opportunity.In this way, the five of them temporarily formed a small team.

After dawn, the five of them packed up and continued on the road. As soon as they cleared the woods, they saw an old man sitting on a stone with a walking stick beside him.The old man's left leg looked twisted, as if he had sprained his ankle.

Seeing someone, the old man started to "ouch, oops" and screamed.

"This old man doesn't act like a show. He only starts to scream when he sees someone. Does he really think he's a fool?"

The person who spoke was the male cultivator of Wuji Sword Sect, named Xingmu, he is not tall, and his face looks a little immature. Seeing the old man's performance without distraction, he was very disdainful, "If it were me, I would definitely be here without you It started before it appeared, unlike this old man, it is fake at first glance."

Xing Mu was complaining, but his senior sister Mo Yu walked up, "Old man, what's wrong with you?"

The old man squinted at several people, his eyes lingered on Mo Yu's face for a while, and then he suddenly froze, "Ah, you. You, Sanya?"

Three ya?

Who is this?
The old man grabbed Mo Yu's arm, "Sanya, you are back, I am your grandfather! You are not filial, you just scolded a few times, hit him twice, why did you run away? Grandpa is here After waiting here for a long time, you are finally willing to go home, woo woo woo woo!"

The old man tugged on Mo Yu's arm and wept so much that he couldn't help himself, it seemed that this was really his long-lost granddaughter.

But Mo Yu was puzzled, "I have practiced Taoism for hundreds of years, even if I have a grandfather, I would have been buried in the ground long ago, where did this old man come from?" Then he tried to pull his arm back.

"Friend Mo, don't move!"

Seeing Mo Yu's movements, Qiu Bingwen hastily stopped him.

On the other side, the old man held Mo Yu and continued to cry. While crying, he said in an extremely sad voice, "You have been away from home for 300 years, and grandpa has been waiting for you here for 300 years. After 300 years of rain and wind, the stones under your butt are sitting Rotten, you still refuse to come back."

300 years?
Several people glanced at each other. The lifespan of most ordinary people is less than a hundred years, while the lifespan of the royal family of Aolai Kingdom is mostly 300 years, and the direct bloodline even has 500 years.Legend has it that the blood of the royal family of Aolai Kingdom used to be the blood of a saint in ancient times. Both in strength and life expectancy, they are far superior to ordinary people. However, they cannot cultivate, and they are born without spiritual roots.

Could it be that this old man is the legacy of the royal family of Aolai Kingdom?
Mu Qingfeng glanced at the stone under the old man and his twisted left leg, walked over and picked up the old man's crutch.

The crutches were taken away, the old man stopped crying instantly, and while wiping his tears with his sleeves, he pointed at Mu Qingfeng with grief and anger in his eyes, "Sanya, who are these people, why do they even pick up the old man's crutches? Bullying the elderly is like a thunderbolt."

"Who is your granddaughter, old man, don't mistake relatives!" Mo Yu couldn't help it after all, but found that her hand seemed to be embedded in a stone, and she couldn't pull it out no matter what.

"Friend Daoist Mo, don't move!" Qiu Bingwen still only had this sentence.

However, Mo Yu didn't believe him, "What do you know? My arm, ah—"

As she was speaking, she suddenly yelled, as if she was in great pain.

"Mu Daoyou, what's going on here?" Seeing Mu Qingfeng's actions, Chu Xihe stepped forward to pull Mo Yu back, but was blocked by Qiu Bingwen.

"Fellow Daoist Chu, you'd better not get close now."

Everyone here reacted differently, but Mu Qingfeng was holding the old man's crutches, which were unusually light, as if they were weightless.

Suddenly, Mu Qingfeng smiled sweetly, and handed the crutch to the old man, "Old man, return this crutch to you."

Who knows, the old man suddenly turned backwards, trying to avoid the approach of the crutch, "This old man has bad legs and feet, even if he has a crutch, he can't use it."

Mu Qingfeng didn't force it, and put the crutch on the stone under the old man, "I have a bottle of wound medicine here, which may be useful for your leg injury, let me try it for you?"

As she spoke, she took out a thumb-sized porcelain bottle from her waist purse, uncorked the bottle and prepared to give the old man some medicine, but the old man was immediately dragged in front of her by Mo Yu, trying to block Mu Qingfeng's movements .

"What a mess, I'm not afraid of killing people, no need, no need, don't hurt me!" The old man became more and more crazy, and Mo Yu screamed in pain under his restraint.

"Help me, save me!"

Suddenly, there was a crash, and the stone under the old man was kicked into pieces.

Mu Qingfeng froze for a moment, and was suddenly hit by a piece of gravel on the hem of his clothes, and then, the old man disappeared into the air with a "bang".

Without restraint, Mo Yu finally regained his freedom, and looked at Mu Qingfeng gratefully, "Friend Mu, thank you for saving me."

Mu Qingfeng shook his head, looked behind Mo Yu, there was a person standing on the pile of rubble, "It was Fellow Daoist Qiu who saved you."

The crutches of the old man fell into the gravel earlier, and the rocks shattered to the ground, and many insects crawled out from the bottom. When they touched the crutches, they melted in the blink of an eye, just like the old man dissipated in the air.

Mo Yu was a little uncomfortable. After all, his previous attitude towards Qiu Bingwen was really not good. Now that he was rescued, he looked a little embarrassed, "Thank you, Fellow Daoist Qiu."

"It's okay," Qiu Bingwen picked up the old man's crutch from the ground, "It seems to be a treasure, I don't know why it appeared here? Mu Qingfeng, when did you find out that this crutch is abnormal?"

I don't know what this crutch is, it is obviously the old man's restraint, the old man can't move under the stone, and his behavior is weird.

"To be honest, I didn't discover the function of this crutch. I just tried it casually, but I didn't expect the old man to show his feet." Mu Qingfeng didn't hide it, it was just a perception, not enough to speak for others.

After hearing this, several people looked at each other in blank dismay, and were speechless for a while.

Mo Yu's injury was not serious, but there was a black blood bruise on his arm, which looked a bit oozing, Xing Mu took out the healing elixir commonly used by monks and applied it to the wound, but it had no effect at all.

"Don't you two know that spiritual things are useless here?" Chu Xihe took a pack of powder from the kit, "This is a common sore medicine for mortals. Although it is not as good as a panacea, it is more or less effective."

After applying the medicine, the pain was relieved a lot.

"Friend Qiu, what is the origin of this old man?"

Qiu Bingwen pointed to the gravel and said, "This stone is actually a kind of redundant skeleton. After death, the obsession remains in the corpse. After years and years, it finally becomes a stubborn stone. After that, fate will absorb the essence of the sun and the moon and turn it into a redundant skeleton. Change form, absorb the soul of living beings. The reason why Mo Daoist was not allowed to struggle just now is because this redundant skeleton platform retains the memory of the previous life, as long as it is not awakened from the memory, he will not take the initiative to hurt people."

"Then? He was absorbing my soul later? No wonder it was so painful." Mo Yu was a little scared.

"Thanks to a few fellow Taoists for saving my senior sister, otherwise, Master will not be able to explain it when I go back." Xingmu bowed to the three with a grateful face.

Chu Xihe took a step back, "I didn't do anything, I really dare not take it."

After the courtesies were over, several people began to discuss the ownership of the crutches.

"The treasure is given to those who are destined to get it. Since it was the fellow Taoist who first discovered the special nature of this crutch, it should naturally belong to the fellow Taoist." Qiu Bingwen seemed quite a gentleman.

Mu Qingfeng took a look at the crutch, it was as light as nothing, she didn't know its origin and function, and she couldn't put it away, it was really weird to hold it, not to mention the attitude of these people, if she really took this crutch, they would not be ashamed of it on the surface. Said, there must be criticisms in my heart.

"Fellow Daoist Qiu is too polite. In the final analysis, Fellow Daoist kicked and smashed the redundant skeleton platform, so I dare not be cheeky."

As soon as this remark was made, and with the persuasion of the other three people, Qiu Bingwen tied the crutch and the wolf skin to his back.

Not long after walking, Chu Xihe pointed to the distance and said in a surprised voice, "There is cooking smoke over there."

"It must be other fellow Taoists." Xingmu stroked his chin.

After a wisp of cooking smoke rose in front, several places of cooking smoke appeared soon, and there was a faint sound of dog barking, "If I guess correctly, there should be islanders who have lived here for generations."

"Islander?" Xingmu looked surprised, "There are people on Dongfu Island?"

Hearing this, Mu Qingfeng's expression did not change, but he began to think in his heart, Dongfu Island is opened once every 50 years, and there are not many people who are qualified to enter here, but why are there different opinions about this place from the outside world?Even if the news she bought in the square market is so worthwhile, why do disciples from these sects like them seem to know little about this place?

Could it be that these sects deliberately wanted to keep secret information from their own disciples?
However, most of the students who are eligible to enter here are highly valued disciples in the sect, even high-level monks, such as Du Ruozhen and Zhu Jinyu, one of them is the master of the peak, and the other is the head of the school.Thinking of the boat that Chen Niansheng and the others took before, no one who came here once would choose to cross the sea by boat.

Just as Mu Qingfeng was thinking, he suddenly heard Qiu Bingwen say: "Whether there are people living here, you just need to go over and see."

Tree edge of the village together, Aoyama Guo oblique.

Sure enough, there was a small village ahead.

A blind old woman was standing under a big tree at the entrance of the village with a cane, calling her grandson to go home for dinner.

Having been called Sanya by the old man earlier, Mo Yu saw the old woman subconsciously take two steps back.

"This is a living person."

After Qiu Bingwen said something, he stepped forward to strike up a conversation with the old woman.

"Old man, we strayed into this place and passed by here, can you give us a place to stay?"

The old woman was not only blind, but also seemed to be a little deaf.

"Cross your feet? What are you covering your feet? Where did you come from, what nonsense are you talking about?"

Hearing this, Qiu Bingwen's usually gentle face looked a little stiff. When he was in a difficult situation, a young woman came from a village in the distance. Her eyes swept over several people, and when she saw Qiu Bingwen, there was a hint of surprise in her eyes. , but his eyes quickly looked away, falling on the old woman, and his tone was a little reproachful, "Mother, Xiao Shan has already returned home, why are you still here?"

But the old lady's ears were still hard to use, and she only heard a few words without beginning or end. Fortunately, the young woman was used to it, so she took the other's hand and walked into the village.

"Madam, please stay." Qiu Bingwen took a step forward and bowed to the young woman. "I and a few companions strayed into this place. Can you give us a place to stay?"

The woman stopped, looked at several people carefully, her gaze stayed on Qiu Bingwen's face for the longest time, until Qiu Bingwen's face flushed slightly, and he coughed a few times in embarrassment before turning his gaze away.

"Are you from outside?"

(End of this chapter)