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Chapter 253: Trouble along the way

The night sky, thousands of meters above the ground, was cold and lonely, with gusty winds. Fortunately, He Xiu was considered a powerful figure now, otherwise he would not have been able to bear this kind of torture.

Silly Qiang stood at the stern of the boat, his red robe turned into evil clouds, wrapped around the awning boat, and flew towards Kawachi at a very fast speed. His heart was a little heavy, no one wanted to face such an existence.

Passing by Shanhaiguan, I met the mechanized marching Japanese pirate regiment on the ground. The scene stretching for dozens of miles was very shocking. I guess they have a new combat target. This is to increase the number of troops on the front line. Look at the distribution of each battalion. The configuration of two cannons, a dozen mortars, and dozens of machine guns is enough to match the firepower of one of our divisions. No, it should be said that there is no such land gun in any division.

He Xiu didn't want to make things easier for them. He picked up the brush and took out the yellow paper, and wrote down the prayer document. He poured out three incense sticks, and suddenly the fire ignited. He stood on the bronze awning boat, bowed to all directions, and prayed to Huang. The paper rises like fireworks with the light of the fire. : "Shangqing Dharma Altar, He Yuanqian, a disciple of Maoshan Mountain, invites the God of the Wind, Rain, Thunder, and Plague to borrow the Dharma! The wind is coming~!"

With a wave of the command flag in his hand, the weather that had just been gloomy suddenly turned violent, with dark clouds, cold winds, howling north wind, and sweeping frost and snow.

The flag was waved again! "Thunder comes~!"

Blue lightning flashed out from the apocalyptic dark clouds in the sky, and there was a rumble and explosion!

"The rain is coming~!"

As this cry for rain came out, the low and oppressive dark clouds began to rain coldly. The cold temperature in the air turned the rainwater into frost, and the strong wind swept across the world.

Silly Qiang has long since stopped wanting to do this. Now He Xiu is getting more and more trouble-making, and his life is at stake.

That was the incarnation of luck that came across the ocean in my childhood. Unfortunately, no matter how fast I ran, I couldn't catch up with its impact. There was a bang, as if my head was hit by a hammer. I felt dizzy for a while, and I only felt five qi in my chest. Sanhua was suddenly shut up and spat out a mouthful of dirty blood.

Now the reputation of Hidden Immortal Valley has become very loud without realizing it. Many wandering disciples have actually received Baijia Immortal Clothes, which are the robes sewn by the believers piece by piece.

Crossing the state and province, walking crookedly only on those high mountains that are rarely visited by people, but it didn't attract much attention. Not many people paid attention to the red and black clouds. Even if it was seen, it would be nothing? Besides, how many people would look up at the sky? All of them were hungry and looking for food with their heads down.

Silly Qiang Hongpao also felt dizzy in front of such a situation. The bronze awning boat teetered and fell towards the ground like a meteor.

The marching Japanese pirates could only feel the world that was clear just now. The cold mist filled the air, and they could only see clearly a few steps ahead and behind their accomplices.

"Are you two stupid? Why are you standing there? Hurry up and leave."

He Xiu chuckled. This could not only cause some illness, but also cause a plague or diarrhea. However, it cannot explode with thunder. If this arouses military evil, then the gain outweighs the loss. He might be directly hit. It's possible for your head to get dizzy and fall off. Besides, if you do it like this, then it's okay for Onmyoji to do it like this, and 404 doesn't agree with it either.

Of course, the sign indicating the donation from Hidden Immortal Valley must be put up.

All the way back to Sichuan, I met some soldiers who came out of Sichuan. They were smoking big cigarettes and fighting against the Japanese. They were still far away from Sichuan in their childhood. They were sent to defend their ancestral land. What reason was there to ridicule them for smoking big cigarettes to fight against the Japanese? ah.

Accompanied by the virus-laden winter frost, snow and rain, I suddenly shivered with coldness all over my body. Even wearing cotton-padded clothes, cotton trousers and a raincoat, it was difficult to withstand the sudden drop in temperature.

After resting for a long time, He Xiu woke up dizzy, spit out a mouthful of blood, and recovered.

He glanced at Shaqiang, who was squatting on the side and had already recovered, and secretly sighed that he was still impulsive.

His behavior was just to vent his anger, and it had almost no impact on the overall situation, but... the labor and management felt happy.

"The plague is coming~!"

He Xiu was going to put some San Bao caps and bullets, sweet potatoes, potatoes, corn, etc. ahead of them on the road.

One is to support the anti-Japanese war, and the other is to provide some help. If five hungry people share a handful, how can they fight against the Japanese?

Seeing this admiration, He Xiu was frightened and quickly urged Shaqiang Hongpao to push the black-topped boat to run away. The two guys also panicked and hurriedly sent the bronze black-topped boat whizzing toward Yanshan with a whirlwind.

"Si Qiang, go to the place ten miles ahead of the team."

Flying high in the sky, I glanced at the official road from a distance. I saw those dogs huddled together in the mist, confused and looking for shelter. I smiled. This result also freed me from the haze of their big snakes. Got out. : "The horse-riding ones can drink a pot of it this time. Silly Qiang, let's set off and go home."

Fortunately, at the last critical moment, Shaqiang stabilized the awning boat and prevented it from falling.

Before I could be happy, I only felt a palpitation in my heart. Looking towards the East China Sea, my eyes widened.

This is the greatest praise and recognition for a monk. It can be said that having such a patchwork robe is absolutely awesome. The simplest manifestation is that the power of faith can increase the power of one's own spells. The assistance of the faith of all peoples when borrowing the power of gods is multiplied.

After watching them take away the supplies with joy, He Xiu returned to Jiuzhaigou happily. Once he entered the Yinxian Valley, he found that it was quite deserted. Apparently many disciples had learned something and went down the mountain, maybe they had participated. The anti-Japanese team may have gone to treat believers, treat disasters, and get rid of evil spirits.

"Daddy!" Not far away, a fat girl who was practicing flying knives saw He Xiu and immediately ran over. In the spirit of her father coming back from a trip, he must have come with delicious food in mind.

He Xiu didn't know whose child this was, but it didn't stop him from kicking it away. He had many children, but he was so willful that he wouldn't even feel the death of a few of them.

But this picture of a loving father and a filial son has very serious consequences. Seeing this admiring flower bell from a distance, he held up a bench and chased He Xiu for two hours. In the end, he was pinned down in the lake and almost died. The old turtle of the Yellow River.

Before he could crawl out, the red robe floated over and he shouted anxiously: "Master, my palace?"

Seeing his nose and face swollen and his whole body wet, Hongpao was dragged up by the big turtle from the Yellow River. He ran over immediately, fearing that the majestic palace would be occupied by others.

While He Xiu was changing clothes, he rolled his eyes at the red robe. Why didn't Ma De stop him just now? He was still gloating about the misfortune and shouted angrily at the red robe: "What are you in a hurry for? It's useless at all. Let's go." Well, let’s go to the bottom of the cliff in the back mountain, which is the dark place of our Hidden Immortal Valley, where there is no Yang Qi all year round.”

Hongpao thought about the bottom of the cliff and canyon. It was indeed the best place. "Then my lord, please hurry up."

Hong Pao was anxious to decorate his palace and pushed He Xiu forward. He Xiu released Sha Qiang and Nu Qing Ji and let them play by themselves. "Oh, Hongpao, why are you in such a hurry? I'll put down the gold, silver and jewelry first and let Tingting and the others sort them out."

"Then hurry up!"

Not sure why Da Hongpao was so anxious, He Xiu came to the inner courtyard, which was a place where outer disciples were not allowed to enter. Most of Jiuzhaigou Valley was the backyard, with large lakes, rivers, grasslands, and forests. There are majestic palaces made of jade, and there are also Huang Finance's treasure houses. Everyone seems to be very busy. Xiaoyun from Majia Town is taking a group of children to learn sketching. She doesn’t know how to sketch, but she doesn’t know anything else either. At first, she had taken a fancy to her, who was a Hong Kong artist. She is a city sex goddess who is a good wife and mother. Now she looks really good. Like Bailu's original Leng Qiuyue, who is her husband and raises her children, they are both representatives of feudal women, gentle and considerate, and they listen to He Xiu's words in everything.

"Master, you are back."

As soon as he saw He Xiu, Xiaoyun stood up immediately and happily pulled He Xiu's arm.

He Xiu pinched her butt, hugged Xiaoyun and asked with a smile. : "Xiaoyun, hehehe, do you miss me?"

Xiaoyun was pinched by He Xiu, with a flush on his face. He bit his lower lip and said, "Yeah, yeah, I think about it!"

"Well, you're so good. What do you think?"

"Oh, sir, of course I think about it all over my body."

Leng Qiuyue was educated in Confucianism by her father since she was a child, so she never came here, but it was obvious that she also wanted to be like Xiaoyun, cuddling shamelessly in his arms.

After all, every time He Xiu goes out, or it lasts for several months, she is always in a hurry when she comes back. Although He Xiu is ridiculously strong, there are so many women, and it takes a long time to queue up. Which woman I can handle it!

A figure in the distance approached in small steps, with the same smile on her face. Her big butt was swinging from side to side under the cheongsam. Looking at the hurried pace, you could tell that she was as impatient as Xiaoyun.

Tian Xiao'e ignored Leng Qiuyue, quickly hugged He Xiu's other arm, and rubbed her, charmingly. : "Master, Xiao'e misses you too."

Oops~ This title immediately made Leng Qiuyue and Xiaoyun roll their eyes. They secretly thought to themselves that this bitch is always capable of such foxy tricks.

He Xiu liked this kind of title very much. If it weren't for the group of sons and daughters over there who were watching eagerly, they would have dealt with these two bitches immediately.

The more things the red robe looked at, the more something was wrong. It would be okay if the lord was entangled by women. There were more than a dozen beautiful wives that He Xiu had obtained from various places in this valley, and there were hundreds of others who had given birth to children to He Xiu. concubine.

What would happen to his palace if he was taken away? He immediately grabbed He Xiu and flew away. He must not let this guy be raped by a group of women.

Can Ma Xiaoyun and Tian Xiaoe agree? I finally got the chance to drink the soup at the beginning. The amount of white oil soup was much larger than that at the back.

"Hongpao, what are you doing? Put me down quickly."

"Oh, ladies and gentlemen, just wait a moment. I'm in a hurry to build a house?"

The red robe's voice came from far above the forest. Now, the entire inner courtyard could hear it. He Xiu's headache after coming back might be the first to hear it.

Cursing secretly, Hongpao is a bitch, but what can I do? Now in the valley, only Bai Rourou and Xu Qin, who has just become a god, can give a 50-50 draw. The others... let's forget it and arrange the formation. He might not be able to beat her.

Ren Tingting, Ren Zhuzhu, Annie, Yin Xinyue, and Tang Shan were doing the year-end summary. When they heard the red robe's voice, they naturally knew that He Xiu was back, so they immediately put down their abacus pen and ink and rushed out.

On the road, I also met Qingqing, Hua Ling, Xiaoyue, and Ao Xiaoshuang. It was better now. It was like poking a hornet's nest. You squeezed me and I squeezed you, and ran towards the lakeside garden.

Nu Qingji, who was walking towards his home, couldn't help but smile when he saw such a large group of mistresses running out. Now he could rest for half a month. He Xiu, a bastard, had better be exhausted. Although I went out this time, it didn't seem to have much effect.

In the canyon behind the mountain, few people came here. Si Teng saw He Xiu being pulled by the red robe and flew through the air, so he also followed him, wanting to see if these two guys had gotten any treasures this time.

She has been very interested in antique research recently, and she doesn’t know why. She has fallen in love with old things such as traditional Chinese painting and calligraphy, and ancient literature. Maybe this is the charm of the ancient culture of the Flower Country. The more she studies, the more she is impressed by the wisdom of the ancients.

"Husband, this trip went smoothly."

As soon as he arrived at the bottom of the cliff, before He Xiu could figure out how to place the Yunding Heavenly Palace, he saw the rich and noble flower Siteng in the world, turning into a stream of light from the sky like an immortal.

"Siteng, I disturbed you!"

"That's not true. I was just thinking about when your husband would come back, and now I see you being brought back by the red robe."

He Xiuzheng wanted to go over and hug Si Teng and touch him, but Hongpao pushed him away and pulled Si Teng: "Let's go, let's ignore him. He's very bad. I'll tell you what we're doing in Taipei this time." The experience of Baishan”

He Xiu raised his eyebrows. Hongpao was now stronger and more courageous. She seemed to have forgotten Li Yue'e's example. No, you have to take back the evil pot, otherwise you might end up eating yourself next time.

He Xiu secretly thought about it, feeling deeply resentful of the red robe that affected the beauty in his arms.

Forget it, ignore the boastful red robe, take out the compass, open your eyes, and choose a place with the most negative energy. It's time to make use of it.

The space power of the space warehouse is the most convenient for cutting the mountain. I created an underground space with an upper circle and a lower circle, and dug out dozens of meters of foundations, and then embedded the Yunding Tiangong Hall one to one.

When the time comes, it will be very beautiful to decorate the starry sky map with luminous beads and the like on the dome of the cave.

Put away the gold, silver and jewelry in the main hall, leaving some cool-looking bronze artifacts, and place them according to the formation of the Netherworld Evil Gathering Formation.

The underground cave that was originally filled with gloomy energy suddenly became a netherworld. Given time, it is not impossible to become the second Netherland under the Coffin Gorge in Wushan, it just takes time.

He casually threw away a large number of bronze coffins, which he had collected from various ancient tombs, and put the amber from the ancient Zhang family obtained on Taibai Mountain into them.

When the time comes, let Shaqiang get the corpses in. These will be the absolute thugs who look after his home and hospital.

(End of this chapter)