The five-power god of the world of gods and ghosts!

Chapter 17 A small mountain village!

"Well, it seems that there is no need to sleep in the wilderness tonight."

After running around all night, until the sky turned white, Deng Yang opened the sedan curtain, looked at the smoke rising not far from the mountain, and couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief subconsciously.

Cangzhou is located on the border of Daqian. Most of the territory is covered by wild mountains and there are few plains. It is not suitable for living. In addition, the area is connected with the barbarians, so the population is naturally even more sparse.

This also led to Deng Yang staying up day and night for half a month. He had not had a hot meal since he left the realm of Jiu Sha Mountain.

Along the way, although the two zombie guardians have avoided the invasion of many poisonous insects and wild beasts, it is inevitable to eat and sleep in the open. If you are lucky, you can find a ruined temple for one night. If you are not lucky, then They can only compete with beasts for their nests.

Although Deng Yang is not an ordinary person, the boring journey and various inconveniences in life are unavoidable.

In addition, his current old body is worse than that of ordinary people. Naturally, he can't bear the journey for half a month.

Now that it was hard to find a place with people, Deng Yang decided to rest here for a few days and regain his energy before going on the road.

“This is a good place to go!.”

While it was still dark, he drove the zombies down the mountain in a sedan chair. Looking at the small village Zhang surrounded by mountains and rivers in front of him, Deng Yang swept his eyes until he saw a small courtyard with blue bricks and black tiles, and there was a hint of difference. The ordinary atmosphere lingers.

Stopping the sedan in front of the small courtyard door, Deng Yang subconsciously adjusted his black robe before getting up and knocking on the door.

"Who is it! It's not daylight yet"

Following Deng Yang's knock on the door, a sleepy-eyed boy poked his head out from inside the courtyard door, his face full of impatience.

"Householder, I've just come here for a tour. Could you please make it a convenience for me and let my family rest at your residence for a few days?"

"Unfortunately, the master's family has encountered some changes in the past few days, so it is inconvenient to entertain them for the time being."

Looking at the old Taoist in front of him, a trace of disdain suddenly flashed across the boy's face.

However, when he saw Deng Yang carrying a sedan behind him and shrouded in black robes, he subconsciously put away the disrespectful words stuck in his throat.

"Since there are so many inconveniences in my house, I won't disturb you too much."

Facing this rather arrogant young man in front of him, Deng Yang subconsciously flashed a hint of helplessness in his eyes. Although he was not happy, he had no intention of arguing with him.

After all, the way the world is, it is never uncommon for vulgar people to judge people by their appearance, so what can he do about it?

"Who was calling the door just now?"

As soon as Deng Yang left, an old man with a stooped figure and gray hair walked out of the half-open door of the small courtyard. He frowned and asked.

"It's an old Taoist priest who is so old that he can hardly walk. The younger one has already driven him away."

Facing the old man's question, the young man did not dare to show any slightness and replied respectfully.

"Old Taoist priest, forget it"

After hearing the boy's report, the old man frowned subconsciously. After pondering for a while, he didn't say anything more, but hurriedly led the two boys towards the outside of the village.

On the other side, Deng Yang did not walk very far, but walked all the way to the end of the small village and stopped in front of a small fenced courtyard with a single door.

"I have seen a layman, and he is so polite!"

Just before dawn, Deng Yang looked at the skinny old man carrying a hoe in front of the yard and was getting ready to go out. He quickly took two steps forward and said with a kind smile on his face.

"I've met the Taoist priest, but I wonder if there's something wrong with him?"

Looking at Deng Yang outside the fence, the old man frowned subconsciously. Especially when he saw the two slightly stiff figures behind Deng Yang carrying sedans, his face became even more wary.

"Pindao and his two followers have been traveling all the way here. We are tired from the journey. I wonder if the host can make it convenient for me to take Pindao and others in and rest here for a while. Pindao is willing to pay the rent." Facing the look in the eyes of the old man, Although he was alert, Deng Yang seemed not to notice, and the smile on his face did not change at all.

"This"

"Hey, it's inconvenient for those who are away from home. Let's forget about renting money or something."

After pondering for a while, the old man agreed after seeing that Deng Yang was in old age and did not look like a vicious person.

"But there are only two shabby rooms in the old man's house, and they are poorly furnished. I hope you won't dislike them."

He led Deng Yang all the way to two shabby adobe houses connected to one side of the small courtyard. The old man then moved two shabby beddings from the main house and packed them up with the thatch in the house. .

"I am very grateful to have a roof over my head when I go out, but I dare not ask for too much."

Although this room is indeed a bit shabby and shabby, for Deng Yang, who has been sleeping outdoors for half a month, as long as he can sleep peacefully, there is nothing extravagant to ask for.

After all, he was only here for a brief rest and had no intention of staying there permanently.

After everything was packed up and the old man left, Deng Yang drove the two zombies to carry the sedan into the room, took out the silk cushions in the sedan and spread them on the bed, and then fell into sleep.

Deng Yang, who slept until dark and was naturally awakened by his biological clock, felt refreshed all over.

When you have reached this level of cultivation, even though it is only a trivial matter to stay awake for half a month, and you can even meditate instead of sleeping on weekdays, but after all, your body is old, your vitality has disappeared, and all aspects of your body's functions have seriously declined, and you can't bear it mentally. Live, but this body is completely unable to support it.

"Have the Taoist Master and others rested well?"

I had just walked out of the room and after washing up briefly in the courtyard, I happened to meet an old man returning home carrying a hoe.

"Sorry to bother you, layman, but Pindao and the others haven't slept so soundly and contentedly for a long time."

"By the way, I was in a hurry this morning and haven't asked the layman what his name is yet. Is there anyone else at home?"

After looking at the old man up and down, and then at the vague life in the main room, Deng Yang pretended to be casual and asked.

"The old man's surname is Liu, and everyone in the village calls me Old Man Liu."

"In addition to the old man himself, there is only an only son left in the family. Now he still doesn't know whether he is alive or dead."

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Facing Deng Yang's questions, the old man obviously didn't have much to talk about, especially when he talked about his only son, a trace of sadness flashed across his eyes uncontrollably.

"oh!."

"Pindao Wutong is a Taoist priest from Jiufeng Mountain on the border of Qianzhou. He is also somewhat knowledgeable in medical skills. It is a fate to meet a layman today."

"If the layman doesn't mind, can I take a look at it for you?"

After hearing this, Deng Yang suddenly turned his eyes.

He came down the mountain this time to collect lamp oil for ancient bronze lamps.

Although Deng Yang didn't know exactly what the lamp oil needed for the ancient bronze lamp was, after this period of time, he analyzed the incomplete information in the ancient bronze lamp.

This so-called pure and beautiful belief should be something very similar to Shinto incense. It is nothing more than a special power composed of the thoughts of living beings.

This time I happened to verify it in this small village.

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