Cultivation of Immortals starts from chopping firewood to lay the foundation

Chapter 38

You can practice, so you don't need to buy high-priced Bigu Pills. Zhu Dahua always felt that this was unnecessary, but there was no choice at that time.

The dense fog dissipated, and the mountains and rivers appeared, showing the leisure of ink painting.

Hey, where's my brother?
"A bastard—" Zhu Dahua yelled at the river, and the river was soupy, drowning out the echo.

Could it be drowning? !
Zhu Dahua circulated her spiritual energy and flew down the river.The spiritual energy is dissipating, but it is not a problem to go to the bottom of the water.

As long as he can practice, with the wealth he has accumulated in the fairy world, he is considered a comfort zone, and this bit of aura is nothing.

While Zhu Dahua was fishing for people, Er Liuzi went down the river, was intercepted by a fishing boat, and dragged onto the deck.

"Old man, is this man still angry?"

"You still have breath, take the hot soup."

After Er Liuzi woke up, his vision was pitch black, he shouted and roared, tossing the fisherman and his wife to the point of choking.

In order to prevent the second-rate boy from harming himself, the fisherman and his wife discussed it and entrusted the second-rate son to a relative on the shore.

Over there, Zhang Zhengyuan, the magistrate of Hongshan County, was still looking for achievements, so he personally went to Zhixia Village to search, "Find that man, there will be a lot of rewards!"

The Uighur guards sneaked in in disguise, and arrived at Zhenkou Village almost at the same time. When they saw the county magistrate's team, they immediately dispersed to avoid it.

"Oh, wearing tiger skin, with a strong physique, not tall, very bold, and eloquent." Wang Zi was asked, so he replied.

"Not eloquent." The master smiled, "but he is very good at gossiping."

The aunt muttered, "Could it be that person." The aunt stood at the gate of the courtyard, holding a child under her hand, who was smiling and playing with a windmill.

Wang Zi is very satisfied with the health and safety of his family, although he did not drink the fairy dew.

The aunt drank all the fairy dew for the child, and now the child looks very fat and cute.

The county magistrate heard that there was someone selling medicine in the village, so he secretly said, "Well, the Uighur prince Gongyexing is very capable. If he can send the fairy dew to the palace, his official position will be at least three levels higher. When he is about to leave office, this is an opportunity for promotion and fortune. , all of them are coming, they can’t be stopped.”

"Find that man back, there will be a lot of rewards!"

A gang of officials swaggered through the market, and the villagers saw it, fearing and hating, "I found an elixir for the emperor again, so it would be nice to take care of people's livelihood if you have nothing to do."

Amidst the resentment of the common people, believers of the Bailing Sect entered the village. The villagers warmly welcomed them, and they did not forget to secretly remind them, "The official sent to the village."

The Bailing believers looked at each other, thanked the people, and lurked pretending to be people going to the market.

The village is not big, and there are no teahouses or taverns to take refuge temporarily, and the villagers are also worried that if they get hurt, they will be bad.

Whatever the folk doctrine, as long as there is not too much trouble, the government will turn a blind eye and pass it by. When they meet, the official asks about the household registration and ignores it.

The Bailing Sect was established not long ago, and it has not yet connected with the government office. It treats officials and villagers not too differently, usually and friendly, and does not cause trouble.

The government searched from the beginning of the village to the end of the village, but no one was found.With such an attitude, the villagers were unwilling to actively cooperate, "Let them find it." The villagers were passive from the beginning to the end, and did not take the initiative to inform that there were people living outside the village.

Uighur Prince Gongyexing was brought back by Erliuzi, and he recuperated at Erliuzi's house. Erliuzi's shack overlooked the village, and the street was much more lively than it used to be.

I don't know why a villager can dive into the cold water without hurting his roots, and the location he chooses to live in is so tricky, which happens to be the most suitable location for building a bunker.

If he can escape the disputes of the royal family and successfully succeed to the throne, then he must first take the second-rate son under his account, and he will surely help him achieve a great cause.

Uighur Prince Gongyexing was still suffering from typhoid fever and couldn't move. He drank two sips of water and lay down.

I don't know when the bum can come back.

Er Liuzi injured his eyes and was in the village with Bailing disciples. He wondered, which one did the official describe?
I have seen both of them, and one of them is still in my shack.

Because the villagers didn't trust the officials, Er Liuzi also had a normal attitude towards the officials. When asked about him, he didn't say a word.

Two steps away.

The county magistrate Zhang Zhengyuan sat in the sedan chair, listened to the report, frowned and thought, "I'm selling fairy dew in the village, and I'm going to Pengshui River. Let's go, to Pengshui River."

The master worried, "Master, is your waist injured?"

"It doesn't matter, you can be a master if you suffer through hardships." The county magistrate Zhang Zhengyuan gritted his teeth, and when the sedan chair got up, he covered his waist with sweat, waved his hands to stop, and then slowly.

The county magistrate's sedan chair was parked by the side of the road. At this time, a white gauze sedan chair was heading towards the end of the village. The sedan chair had no roof, and a woman could be seen inside through the white gauze.

The master felt sorry for the county magistrate, and looked straight at the same time.

"Who is this?" County magistrate Zhang Zhengyuan asked, clutching his waist.The master's reaction was delayed, and he recovered before the county magistrate was furious. This damned desire to survive, "It's Bai Lingjiao fairy."

"What kind of fairy, Mushroom, let me find out what kind of teaching this is, can you have enough to pay taxes?"

The county magistrate loves only money and power in his life, but the backyard is clean. One wife for life, one couple, is enough.

The master hurried up to ask, but two steps away from the white gauze sedan chair, he was thrown out of thin air and smashed into a family. When the guards dug him out, he was already dead.

The county magistrate Zhang Zhengyuan took out his handkerchief, wiped his eyes vigorously, and the person flew out. This woman is either a fairy or a monster!
"Take it!"

Zhang Zhengyuan, the county magistrate, clutched his waist, reckoning that he would not be able to run. Instead of struggling and failing to run, it would be better to sacrifice his life for righteousness and achieve fame after death, so he was brave.

The county magistrate is so fierce, how dare his subordinates be negligent, with knives out of their sheaths and guns like forests.

The person in the white gauze sedan waved his hand, flew out of the sedan chair, and disappeared after a while.

"Fairy, there are really gods!"

The villagers saluted and bowed.

The county magistrate Zhang Zhengyuan stared for a while, seeing that the master covered with white gauze had an idea, got out of the sedan chair with his hips akimbo, and shouted,
"She is not a fairy, but she is clearly a demon who harmed the people of my Hongshan County and killed them!
You follow me to eliminate demons, protect the family and the people! "

The villagers saw that it was the same thing, how could they kill people casually.

Followed the county magistrate's sedan chair to the Pengshui River.

Zhang Zhengyuan, the magistrate, felt that he had offended his master just now when he asked his master to inquire. This fairy girl was decisive and not a good person. It is estimated that this matter will never end.

Instead of thinking about when the other party will seek revenge, it is better to show the majesty of the official and chase him down.

Hongshan County is located in the border area, and the folk customs are tough. The county magistrate Zhang Zhengyuan is capable of both literature and military affairs. Although he is unpopular with the people because of his love of money, compared with several nearby county officials, he still loves the people like a son.

When you speak, someone listens, and when you charge, someone follows.

Er Liuzi couldn't see, so he also stumbled and followed.

Zhenkou Village is five miles away from Pengshui River, not far away. The county magistrate Zhang Zhengyuan almost passed out due to a back injury.

There is clearly someone in the Pengshui River.

Zhu Dahua raised her head and saw the crowds on the shore, she was a little speechless, being blocked so quickly.If no one is caught, let's swim to the other side of the river.

Turning around, breaking the river in one go!

On both sides of the water, Zhu Dahua fell into the mud at the bottom of the river.

(End of this chapter)