Immortality is above

Chapter 125 Chapter 124: Something bad happened

Chen Liubai helped the girl Hua Niang untie her and said softly: "You don't have to be afraid, I'm here to save you."

Hua Niang lowered her head, rubbing the hem of her clothes with her right hand, and choked with sobs: "Thank you so much, young hero... But you can't save me, I can't go back..."

"I'll take you back."

"But the village will no longer accept me, and the village chief and others will not let me in."

Hearing this, Chen Liubai raised his eyebrows: "Why is this?"

The flower girl replied: "Because this will offend the great immortal."

"Great Immortal?"

Chen Liubai smiled brightly and shook the tip of his sword, shaking the yellow-skinned corpse to the ground: "What do you mean?"

Hua Niang shook her head quickly: "It is just a messenger from the Great Immortal. The real Immortal lives on the mountain and will never show up."

Chen Liubai looked up, and his sight was blocked by the cramped temple. He immediately waved his sword and split the roof directly.

Boom!

However, the broken temple could no longer hold up and collapsed suddenly, turning into ruins.

This alone, if placed in the Zhao Kingdom, would be the so-called "immortal fate" that countless people dream of.

The third son of the Song family walked out and asked, "What's going on?"

Hua Niang chose her words carefully: "The immortals in the city will not interfere with the affairs outside the city, and they will not come to save me."

"I'll take you back to the village first."

"What? How is this possible?"

"What? Where?"

Suddenly there was the sound of footsteps, and someone stumbled in, shouting: "Third brother, it's not good."

This is a continuous village with thousands of households.

As he was stuffing a piece of rabbit meat into his mouth, he heard the sound of hurried footsteps outside, and then someone shouted anxiously: "Village Chief, something serious is going to happen, Village Chief..."

"The flower girl of the Song family is back."

Shanbei Territory, Baiyue County, Nanling City, Liu'an Village.

After this wedding trip, the task was finally completed. In the next year, Liu'an Village can live peacefully.

Ordinary oil lamps are standard here and cannot be compared with luxury.

From her narration, we can clearly see the difference between the Daqian Immortal Dynasty and the soulless places like Zhao Kingdom.

The third son of the Song family immediately threw off his legs and ran away.

Zhou Jia put on his clothes, opened the door and asked, "What happened? Are you yelling here?"

In this case, if you look through the big hole, you can see the gloomy mountain.

"Your little sister is back."

Chen Liubai wanted to ask for more information: "What's the difference?"

……

Not only is he hot-tempered, but he is also very powerful. With a casual sword, this temple can be split open.

……

Chen Liubai chuckled: "I'm not an immortal."

Not easy.

Chen Liubai said.

Hua Niang had no other choice, so she got up and followed him. When she got outside the door, she saw a horse standing on the snow.

When night falls, lights are lit in the village, which is really bright.

Chen Liubai grabbed Hua Niang with one hand, jumped onto the horse's back, and without even using a whip, the rouge horse immediately spread its hooves and started running.

Zhou Jia was shocked.

Hearing this, Hua Niang's expression turned gloomy: If the other party was not an immortal, but just a young hero who had seen rough roads, it would be difficult to help him.

Here, about cultivating immortals and immortals, they are no longer just myths and rumors, but living existences, and you may even come into close contact with them.

This horse is quite handsome, its whole body is red, and it looks like a flame burning on the snow.

In the house in the center of the village, the village chief Zhou Jia crossed his legs and drank a small drink.

However, Zhuangzi of this scale was only an insignificant small place compared to the vast Daqian Immortal Dynasty.

Chen Liubai asked back: "Have you ever seen an immortal?"

Hua Niang nodded: "Well, there are immortals living in the city. They fly around and are high up... I think you are different from those immortals."

But in this case, the great immortal will never give up, but what should we do?

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but feel scared, and couldn't help but ask: "Are you an immortal who came down from the mountain?"

Hua Niang was shocked and felt that this young hero had such a big temper.

At the west end of the village, the Song family was in a state of misery. They didn't even cook dinner. Listening to the second elder crying in the room, the third son of the Song family was very upset, but he could do nothing but sit and sulk.

"Right at the entrance of the village."

The visitor said anxiously: "He was sent back by someone. In my opinion, he must be a young ranger who doesn't know the heights of the world."

"Isn't this confusing?"

Zhou Jia was so anxious that he stamped his feet: "You didn't open the door to let them in, did you?"

"Of course, how dare you?"

"Quick, take me to see it."

Zhou Jia took a few steps and suddenly remembered something: "Ah Wu, hurry up to the back village and invite Liu Miaozhu out..."

……

Like most suburban villages, Liu'an Village is surrounded by defensive buildings such as high walls and archery towers, which can be used to defend against wild beasts and rogue bandits.

Outside the thick gate of the village, in the wind and snow, a red horse stood there.

Chen Liubai and Hua Niang, who were wearing bamboo hats, had both dismounted and were standing on the snow.

After a while, many people appeared at the arrow tower on the wall.

They are all young and strong, each holding a weapon, as if they are facing a powerful enemy. Standing on top, pointing at the two people below, they started talking.

"It's my little sister. My little sister is back. Open the door quickly!"

The third son of the Song family came and was overjoyed when he saw it, and said loudly.

But no one paid attention. Everyone looked at him as if they were looking at a fool.

"If you don't open it, I'll open it."

The third son of the Song family was waiting when he was immediately grabbed by two young men: "Third son, are you crazy?"

"Third brother, if you have anything to do, please wait until the village chief arrives."

After some struggling, the crowd separated. Zhou Jia, with a gloomy face, walked up and shouted: "A Ding, Xiao Yang, take this guy down and tie him up."

After receiving the order, the two men immediately found a hemp rope and tied the third son of the Song family tightly, like a rice dumpling. They could only open their mouths and curse.

But soon, another piece of rag was stuffed into his mouth.

Zhou Jia breathed a sigh of relief, moved to the entrance of the crenel, and shouted below: "Young hero, I don't care who you are or where you come from. But that woman is the bride to be married to the immortal. Now that she has left the house, she has no The reason for coming back. You take her away quickly, otherwise, don't blame me for being rude and ordering people to shoot arrows."

Chen Liubai said coldly: "So, you would rather shoot arrows at us than disobey that great immortal monster?"

Zhou Jia said angrily: "Looking at your accent, you must be a foreigner. You don't know anything. If you are nosy here, you will lose your life. Take my advice, you have offended the immortal, and you are not far from death. Hurry up." Run for your life."

"I really don't care about this noisy matter."

Chen Liubai said, taking a step forward and swinging his sword fiercely.

With a click sound, the heavy and thick village door immediately fell into pieces and turned into fragments on the ground.

Seeing this, Zhou Jia, who was standing on top, was stunned, and all the young men were also shocked.

Someone asked quietly: "Village chief, are you still shooting arrows?" "Fart... fart! You are blind."

Zhou Jia opened his eyes wide, with a rather funny expression. He was panic-stricken, with cold sweat dripping down his face: "With such sword skills, I'm afraid he is not an immortal... If you shoot an arrow at an immortal, isn't that looking for death?"

If that sword hit someone just now, I really can’t imagine what the outcome would be.

He swallowed loudly and quickly stretched out his sleeves to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead. His thoughts turned around for a while, thinking about how to deal with it.

I originally thought that the Great Immortal was scary, but I didn't expect that the foreigner who saved Hua Niang seemed to be even more terrifying.

How to choose between two fears?

At this time, two people and one horse came in through the broken door of the village.

Liu Miaozhu hadn't seen anyone yet, so Zhou Jia had no choice but to think that the immortal was on the mountain and wouldn't show up for a while, so he had to stabilize Chen Liubai first.

So he ordered people to untie the third son of the Song family, and then led people down.

The third son of the Song family came to Hua Niang, and the brother and sister reunited. There was a sense of joy and joy of being reborn after a disaster, and he couldn't help crying.

Hearing this heart-wrenching cry, the villagers couldn't help but feel sad.

Over the years, haven't they felt the same way about the oppression of the Great Immortal? Some of them have suffered even more.

I just dare to be angry but dare not speak.

The flower girl was lucky enough to meet a noble man who rescued her and sent her back to the village.

So, this young man is an immortal?

Eyes fell on Chen Liubai, and the more he looked at it, the more it looked like this.

After all, Chen Liubai's appearance is here, and he has an aloof aura about him. Although he is dressed in ordinary clothes and looks thin, he does not show the slightest hint of embarrassment in the wind and snow.

If not an immortal, who can do this?

The best proof is that he split open the village gate with a sword.

So the question is, where will he be?

Obviously it should not belong to this area, but should belong to passing by.

If he passes by by chance, doesn't it mean that he will leave at any time?

At that time, it would be cool for him to just pat his butt and leave, but what should he do with so many men, women, and children living in thousands of homes in Lu'an Village?

Thinking of this, the faces of the villagers suddenly became complicated.

This is the human heart!

The first thing people consider is always the pros and cons of one's own life.

Regardless of whether they are great immortals or immortals, they are all equally aloof to them. If they cannot keep a respectful distance, they have to serve them carefully.

As the village chief, Zhou Jia had the same idea. He forced out a flattering smile and stepped forward to salute Chen Liubai: "I don't know if the immortal is here. I am rude and I ask the immortal family to forgive me."

Chen Liubai only glanced at him, ignored him, took Hua Niang away, and went straight to her home.

Since you promised to deliver it to your home, you should keep your word and not miss a step.

Zhou Jia asked for his own displeasure and was embarrassed.

A group of young and strong villagers surrounded him, all talking:

"Village chief, what should we do?"

"Village chief, where do you think he is an immortal from?"

"Didn't you say that immortals don't care about things outside the city?"

"Yes, I also heard a saying that the immortals and monsters on the mountain are in the same group..."

Zhou Jia was upset when he heard the noise, his ears were buzzing, and he immediately shouted: "What's the fuss about? Everyone has nothing to say and dares to say anything. They are really not afraid of death."

After being scolded, no one dared to say anything anymore.

"Why don't you hurry up and find tools and wood to repair the village gate? Are you waiting for Tiger and Wolf to enter the village?"

"But village chief, if the gate is so broken, how can it be repaired? We can only build a new one."

Zhou Jia seemed to feel toothache. He took a breath and waved his hand: "Go, go, do what you have to do."

He turned around and saw a familiar figure. He quickly walked over and whispered: "Liu Miaozhu, you are finally here."

This Liu Miaozhu was clearly an old woman, with a stooped back and wrinkles and age spots on her face. She looked a bit frightened. She was holding an old wooden crutch in her hand.

The upper part of the crutch is carved with a lifelike animal head.

Although his body looked thin, as if a gust of wind could blow him over, Zhou Jia didn't dare to show off in front of her, with a respectful look on his face, and he even felt a little scared in his heart.

You must know that this temple blessing woman is good at magic and can communicate with ghosts and gods. She can also speak to the great immortals and has great abilities.

"Village Chief, why are you so anxious to find me?"

Liu Miaozhu spoke, and his tone was like the cry of a night owl, which made people feel chilly in their hearts.

Zhou Jia quickly told what happened.

"Confused!"

Liu Miaozhu poked the ground with his crutch: "How can you let them enter the village? This will bring disaster to us."

Zhou Jia smiled bitterly and pointed at the broken door: "Look at this, can I stop it?"

Liu Miaozhu narrowed his old eyes and sighed: "It seems that this disaster cannot be avoided."

Zhou Jia had long been accustomed to the way she spoke. It was always a disaster. It sounded scary, so he hurriedly said: "You have to think of a way."

"What can I do?"

"Go and have a talk with Daxian. This matter really has nothing to do with our village."

Liu Miaozhu sneered: "Now that we are in the village and living in the Song family, do you think the immortal will reason with us and not vent his anger on others?"

Zhou Jia gritted his teeth and said, "As long as the Immortal is magnanimous and doesn't care about this matter, we are willing to double the donation for next year."

Hearing this, Liu Miaozhu pondered.

Zhou Jia struck while the iron was hot: "As for your old side, of course there is no shortage of incense."

At this time, Liu Miaozhu finally relaxed: "Forget it, why am I also a member of the village? Everyone is prosperous, and everyone suffers. We can't just stand by and watch everyone suffer. We can only lick our faces and use this Go and ask the Great Immortal Net to spare you, Old Bones."

Zhou Jia felt relieved, cupped his hands and said, "Thank you for being old."

Liu Miaozhu waved his hand, leaned on his crutch, turned around and walked away tremblingly.

As he walked, he said: "Xiangzai, don't walk so fast, hold on to me."

To outsiders, she seemed to be talking to herself, talking to the air.

But Zhou Jia knew that Xiangzi was not a human being, but a ghost.

Liu Miao wishes the ghosts around him.

It is said that it has been raised for forty or fifty years and has become quite powerful.

Ghosts appear and appear inexplicably, and ordinary people cannot see them with the naked eye.

Because of this, it makes people feel even more eerie and terrifying, and it is impossible to guard against it.

Whoops, a gust of north wind blows, blowing a chill on the back of Zhou Jia's neck, as if something is blowing from behind.

He suddenly felt a creepy chill, quickly tightened his clothes, shrank his neck, and hurried home.

In the current situation, whether it was Daxian's side or Chen Liubai's side, he was helpless and couldn't do anything.

For the current plan, we can only pray that the immortal will not harm Chi Yu, but confront Chen Liubai directly, and the two parties will settle on their own, that would be the best.

As for who will win and who loses, Zhou Jia is not sure and cannot make a judgment.

……

But Liu Miaozhu returned to his small temple, sat down cross-legged, and turned his eyes with a cunning light.

After thinking for a while, he suddenly said: "Xiangzai, go and see what that person is... remember not to get too close, be careful..."

"Hey……"

There was an eerie laughter, and then a cloud of dark wind blew up and left the small temple.

(End of this chapter)