Cultivation of immortals, the beginning of cultivating demons for ten years

Chapter 64 Mountain Patrol Mouse King 【Seek all support! 】

Anyway, Yan Ping finally comforted and sent away several young girls who were greedy for his body.

In the darkness, Yan Ping sat for a long time before closing his clothes and falling asleep.

The next day, Yan Ping woke up when the cock crowed for the first time.

"Brother Yan, grandpa called you to eat at home."

Amei, the granddaughter of the patriarch's family, came over and called him to have breakfast. She was a mimosa-like girl, and her face turned as red as an apple after just a few words to him.

What a lovely girl!

Such a girl shouldn't suffer here, she should have a better life, shouldn't she?
A bowl of plain noodles, a plate of sauced beef, and a plate of pickles made by the patriarch's family are very appetizing.

"Young students, eat more. In the morning, the whole village will go up the mountain to reclaim wasteland."

Yan Ping wondered: "The grain and vegetables grown in the fields in the village are completely enough to eat, why do we need to reclaim wasteland?"

The rough and hard middle-aged Confucian scholar calmly said: "The monsters on the mountain don't want us to be idle, saying that the blood of people who are active is more fragrant and sweeter, and the meat quality is better."

"They really treat us like livestock."

Yan Ping couldn't tell what emotion he was feeling.

After breakfast, the young and strong in the village each brought a pot of water and went up the mountain with hoes on their shoulders.

A golden eagle hovered in the sky, circle after circle, it was a monster that came to oversee the work.

Yan Ping swung his hoe, and turned up a large piece of hard soil with one hoe, with standard posture and skillful technique.

"Wen Jin, you are doing well!"

The rough and tough middle-aged Confucian scholar said, it was the first time he saw someone swinging a hoe so beautifully.

"I've done land reclamation before."

in the previous life.

Yan Ping said in his heart.

Lunch was prepared by the women and sent up the mountain. Yan Ping received the most lunch boxes, and all the married girls in the village prepared love meals for him.

No way, who made him look good.

"It's a pity for this scholar."

"Yes, it's a pity. Such a handsome and unparalleled scholar might be a romantic talent at the foot of the mountain. He is a scholar who has the opportunity to be a scholar and become a high official."

The rough guys talked about each other, wondering whether they should marry their daughters.

A hoe was swung from morning to evening, and the young and strong went back to the village after the golden eagles hovering in the sky flew away.

Dinner is still eaten at the patriarch's house.

After the meal, the elders will tell stories to the children under the big tree.

The chivalrous man eliminates demons, and the sword fairy slays demons.

Only at this time, Yan Ping could see a glimmer of light in the eyes of the children.

Noon on the third day.

There was a heavy rain, and Yan Ping, who went up the mountain to reclaim wasteland, came back an hour earlier than yesterday.

After the heavy rain, the pines and cypresses in the mountains became greener and greener, and the green grass grew stronger.

Wandering in the mountain village after the rain, breathing the fresh earthy air, Yan Ping was in a rare good mood.

Suddenly, there was a cry of a child. When Yan Ping came to the hut, he saw a three-year-old boy sitting on the ground crying. There was a small hole in the ground in front of him, and there were more than a dozen lumps of yellow mud lying in the hole.

The little boy's hands were dirty and covered with mud, and his crying shoulders shrugged.

"My child, why are you crying?"

A gentle and magnetic voice rang in his ears. The little boy looked up and found that he was a good-looking big brother. The big brother seemed to have a natural temperament that people couldn't help but get close to.

The little boy said with red eyes: "It's raining heavily, and all my clay puppets were soaked to death."

"Fairy?"

"They are all immortals."

Yan Ping squatted down and reached out to pick up a ball of yellow mud.

"Of course they are all sword celestial beings. Among the stories grandpa told, sword celestial beings are the most powerful. Flying swords will kill a lot of those villains and monsters."

The little boy made flying sword gestures quickly with his small hands, and began to shed tears as he gestured.

The twelve sword fairies in the cave were made by him for more than a month, and two of them were made by his sister with the help of his sister.

Now it's all mud.

He tried to pinch it again, but he couldn't pinch it the way it was before.

Straight lines of sword energy melted into the yellow mud, and the yellow mud in Yan Ping's hands wriggled and changed into a lifelike and lifelike puppet holding a sword. He smiled and said, "Little friend, look up and see what this is?"

The little boy raised his head subconsciously, his eyes suddenly lit up with excitement, and said, "Sword Immortal!"

"Big brother, your sword fairy doll is so beautiful, just like the real thing."

"Look, I can still move."

Yan Ping held the puppet and turned his arm to make a movement of slashing with a sword.

"Wow, it really moves!"

The little boy forgot to cry and stared at the sword fairy puppet in Yan Ping's hand.

"Give it to you, take it to play."

"Big brother, is this sword fairy doll really given to me?"

"Big brother doesn't lie, take it."

The little boy quickly got up and found a puddle to wash his little hands, ran back slowly, stretched out his hands and carefully took the sword fairy doll.

"Thank you big brother."

Yan Ping patted the little boy's head and said, "Big brother, this doll was given by a fairy. If you are in danger, throw it out. It can kill demons for you."

The little boy pouted and said, "Big brother is a liar, but this doll is so pretty, big brother, can I show it to Bai Niu?"

"Bai Niu?"

"My younger sister is two years old. She is white and fat. Everyone calls her Bai Niu."

"of course can."

"Thank you big brother."

The little boy Maliu got up and bowed, and happily ran home with the sword fairy doll to tease his sister.

Yan Ping watched the little boy leave with a good mood, this is what a child should be like.

Late at night, the tiger and leopard who had been lurking in the enemy camp with him appeared at the entrance of the village.

"Master, I have investigated everything. There are four human villages in Yuzui Mountain, and the people in the East Village were rescued by the rebellious Mountain Patrol Mouse King."

Yan Ping asked curiously, "Why is the mouse king willing to save people?"

"Hey, the Mountain Patrol Mouse King fell in love with a human woman, and that Human Race woman is also very powerful. She actually turned the Mountain Patrol Mouse King against her and rescued a village. was rescued by him.

Hubao continued: "There are five demon kings in Yuzui Mountain, one big, four small, and five. The crack tooth demon king is the biggest, he is the big king, and he has completed the third-order demon king."

"Qingfeng Wolf King, the late third-order demon king, is the second great king. Strong Bear King, who has completed the second-rank demon king, is the third king. Poison horned rock python, the peak second-rank demon king, is the four great kings."

"The last one is the Mountain Patrol Mouse King who betrayed Yuzui Mountain, the second-level demon king is consummated."

"King Cracked Tooth went out for a banquet and hasn't returned yet. Qingfeng Wolf King and Poison-horned Python King are temporarily in charge of all affairs on the mountain. Strong Bear King took the dancers under his command to Helai Peak to participate in the Twelve Mountain Dancers Exchange Meeting."

"This is the activity distribution map of all the ethnic groups in Yuzui Mountain."

Yan Ping frowned.

Twelve mutton fat jade flying swords soared into the sky.

After two breaths, a handsome young man flew down.

"Sword Immortal, I didn't intend to eavesdrop. Also, I am what you call the Mountain Patrol Mouse King."

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