dragon hunter

Chapter 207
I ignored Fatty Wang's complaints, anyway, he has been a grandson more than once, staring at the astrolabe in his hand, studying the usage of this thing.

A text message ringing interrupted my contemplation. I looked up and saw Seventeenth Master frowning and staring at the phone.

"The old coffin ladle is here!" Seventeenth Master said with a serious face, staring at the phone.

"Old man, who is the old coffin ladle?" Fatty Wang sat up and asked with a confused face.

"Who else is there, the old coffin of the Sima family." The Seventeenth Master put away his phone and sighed.

My scalp tightened, I didn't expect that there were still people alive in the lingering Sima family, so I hurriedly asked, "That guy is hard to deal with?"

"It's even harder to deal with than the old man Sima who crawled out of the dry coffin." The Seventeenth Master said in a sad tone.

"It's too exaggerated. Isn't that glaring at someone who is pregnant, mentioning someone's death, and letting people live?" Fatty Wang said nothing.

The second daughter beside him, Qi Qi, glared at Fatty Wang and scolded him as a hooligan.

I hurriedly moved away from that coward, but I couldn't relax in my heart. One wave has not settled, and another wave has arisen. The mark between the eyebrows has not been resolved, and now there are even bigger troubles waiting for us.

"Don't go back to the village for the time being. Everyone is in a bad state. The chances of winning against the old coffin are too low." Seventeenth Master said after a moment of thought.

"What do you eat and drink in this barren mountain?" Fatty Wang asked with drooping eyebrows.

"I heard from the elders in the clan that every Cao tomb, no matter it is true or not, has a village protecting the tomb nearby, which is isolated from the outside world and does not communicate with the outside world. Let's look for it, and if we can find it, we will have a place to stay." Seventeen Grandpa told a secret.

Now that there is no other way, we rested for a while and got up to look for the rumored village.

After wandering in the mountains and forests for a while, until everyone was hungry, we really found a small village.

There were few families in the village, but an old farmer was digging the soil in the vegetable field in front of the village with a hoe.

Seeing us approaching, the old farmer stood up straight with a hoe and said, "I'm sorry, we don't accept outsiders here."

"Old man, we got lost in the mountains, and we just want to find a place to drink some water and eat something warm, and we can give you some money." Li Xiaolei smiled sweetly.

It's a pity that the old farmer didn't like this. He frowned and said, "It's not a matter of money or not, the rules are the rules, and I can't make an exception for you."

Fatty Wang was so impulsive, he stiffened his neck, and took a step forward, ready to argue with the old farmer, but I grabbed him.

Regardless of the inconspicuousness of the old farmer, the other party's every move is quite methodical, and he is a master of concealment.

Master Seventeen walked over, took out a wooden sign from his pocket, handed it out, and talked to the old farmer for a few words.

The old farmer furrowed his brows, but he was still hesitant. The Seventeenth Master said a few more words, and the old farmer reluctantly nodded.

The Seventeenth Master turned around and came over, looked at us and said, "I have discussed with that old brother. We will stay in the village for one night, have something to eat, and leave early tomorrow morning."

After finishing speaking, the Seventeenth Master winked at us, signaling us not to ask or talk nonsense.

We followed Master Shiqi tactfully and walked towards the village without saying a word.

When I walked to the entrance of the village, my eyelids twitched. The busy villagers inside, no matter men, women, young or old, all have kung fu. No wonder the old farmers speak with confidence.

However, I also found a problem. I don't know why, the villagers here all have red faces, and they look a little abnormal.

Footsteps came from behind, and the old farmer walked over quickly with a hoe, and led us to a house in the east of the village.

"I live alone in this room. Except for the room on the left, you can choose where to live." After the old farmer finished speaking, he walked into the room on his own.

There are two adjacent rooms at the back of the yard. We negotiated, one for the two women, and the other for the three of us gentlemen.

After tossing so far, everyone is tired and hungry, so Fatty Wang walked to the side of the well and brought up a bucket of water.

This guy is not particular about it. He picked up the water ladle and was about to pour it to his mouth, but his mouth came close, but his movements stopped.

"Oh my god, why are there so many bugs in this water?" Fatty Wang screamed strangely.

I froze for a moment, walked over quickly, looked down into the water ladle, and saw that there were indeed many red bugs in it, which looked very disgusting.

"What do you know? It's Honglong. Drinking it can strengthen your body." The old farmer's voice came from behind.

"Honglong?" I fixed my eyes, staring carefully at the little bug in the water ladle.

Looking at the appearance of those things, they are indeed somewhat similar to the legendary Honglong, but I always feel that there is something wrong.

In the Broken Physique, it was mentioned that Honglong is a very rare aquatic creature, which can strengthen the body and cure all diseases.

However, such a rare thing actually appeared in an old farm well, which made me feel a little unbelievable.

Thinking of the villagers here, the red faces, a kind of aquatic creature similar to Honglong, came to my mind.

That kind of thing is called vine worm, and its appearance and function are very similar to Honglong. However, this thing has serious side effects. If it is eaten for a long time, it will confuse people's mind.

Moreover, this aquatic creature named vine worm is not naturally bred, only insect masters can cultivate it in batches.

I thought of the description of the strange profession of insect master in the scriptures, and I couldn't help feeling a little tingly.

"Fatty, you must not drink this water." I lowered my voice and whispered.

Fatty Wang remained calm, threw the water ladle into the bucket, stretched his waist pretendingly, and walked towards the room at the back of the yard.

Li Xiaolei is also a ghostly character, so she pulled Yin Xian'er a little, without even looking at the bucket.

I carried the old farmer on my back, gestured to the Seventeenth Master, and walked slowly to the room.

The current situation is unknown, it is better not to touch the water and food here.

After entering the house, I quickly leaned against the window and looked at the expression of the old farmer outside. I saw that the old man muttered a few words, turned around and was busy in the yard, and there seemed to be no abnormal behavior.

There is no doubt that there is an insect master hidden in this village, but who the other party is remains to be seen.

"What's wrong?" The Seventeenth Master followed in and closed the door under cover.

I explained my discovery to the Seventeenth Master in detail, and Fatty Wang heard that he almost drank it, it was such a weird thing, he shrank his neck and shivered.

"Insect master? You really can't be quiet anywhere." Seventeenth Master frowned, obviously he had heard of this kind of profession.

I bowed my head and said nothing, if I talk about other professions, there are good and evil, but the insect master can say that everyone should be killed.

Because there is a cruel rule for getting started in this profession, that is, a living person needs to be used as a sacrifice to the ancestor of the sect.

That's pushing a big living person into the wormhole, letting that person be bitten to death by the worms, it's extremely cruel.

"Fatty, what else is there to eat in your backpack?" I turned to look at Fatty Wang and asked.

Fatty Wang has a habit of putting some snacks in his backpack no matter where he goes.

"There are still a few packets of biscuits and two bottles of mineral water." Fatty Wang checked his backpack and said with his head down.

"Enough, this village is very weird, let's eat some biscuits to satisfy our hunger, and we'll figure out what to do tomorrow." I took two packs of biscuits and a bottle of mineral water, turned and walked to the next room.

I handed the biscuits and water to Li Xiaolei's second daughter, and whispered a few more words. I went back to the room and lay on the bed exhausted. At this moment, I relaxed and felt the pain of my whole body falling apart.

In a daze, just about to go to sleep, there was a loud noise outside. I opened my eyes tiredly, not knowing what happened.

Even though my whole body was sore and weak, I still got up vigilantly, and when I saw Master Seventeen standing by the window watching, I walked over.

Fatty Wang snores from behind him. This guy is so heartless, he can fall asleep quickly no matter where he is.

"Grandpa, what happened?" I asked in a low voice.

"It seems that someone is sick and came here to seek treatment." Seventeenth Master said with some uncertainty.

I looked out the window and saw a middle-aged village woman, holding the old farmer's arm, talking hurriedly.

After listening for a long time, I finally understood that it was the son of the village woman who had some kind of strange disease, which only the old farmer could temporarily suppress.

The old farmer made a fuss, and then followed the village woman and walked outside. Before going out, I saw him under the eaves window with a bag of things.

Seeing that the old farmer would treat illnesses, I felt a bit of doubt in my heart, wondering if he was an insect master.

Because some methods of the insect master are used to disguise the barefoot doctor, which is perfect.

When the old farmer was far away, I nimbly ran out and came to the window sill where the old farmer took things, staring at the other two small cloth bags.

I opened a gap in the cloth bag, and saw that there were some common Chinese medicines inside, nothing special.

Remembering that before entering the door, the old farmer specifically confessed that there was a room that could not be entered, so I immediately ran to the door of that room and gently pushed open a crack.

A weak cough came from inside, and a little girl's voice came, asking softly, "Is that grandpa?"

I was startled, and hurriedly closed the door. I hurriedly glanced at it just now, and saw that the furnishings inside were simple, with a wooden bed covered with white curtains, and there was a strong smell of traditional Chinese medicine.

I went back to the room lightly, shook my head at Seventeenth Master, and signaled that I didn't find anything.

Before going to sleep, I bit my finger and drew a blood symbol between everyone's eyebrows.

The Meridian Chasing Soul Seal has a characteristic, that is, the frog is boiled in warm water, the symptoms will not be too obvious in the first few days, and the blood talisman is enough to resist the attack of evil spirits.

We had nothing to do all night, and when we got up the next day, we discussed and decided to look for Cao Ling and find something to eat by the way.

I studied the astrolabe again, but still found nothing. This thing is completely different from the compass.

However, when passing by a vegetable field, I finally solved the problem of food and clothing. The sweet potatoes grown by the villagers are big and sweet, and they are very thirst-quenching.

"I didn't expect Fatty Master to have such a miserable day." Fatty Wang was biting a sweet potato with a mournful face.

"If you are not afraid of death, you can drink village water and eat village food." I said bluntly.

"Forget it, thinking of those wriggling bugs makes Fat Lord sick." Fatty Wang shrank his neck.

(End of this chapter)