Legend of the Gu Demon

Fang Yuan slowly turned around, took a closer look, and was involuntarily shocked.

"Why is Ningchen here?"

Ning Chen saw that Fang Yuan's expression was still as calm as before, but the smell of blood suddenly broke into Ning Chen's nose.

His brows furrowed slightly and his black eyes glanced slightly, and he could see a corpse lying behind Fang Yuan. This was the source of the smell of blood.

Ningchen glanced again and saw a trap buried in the snow beside him.

In the trap, a wild boar was pierced by sharp bamboo thorns, and blood flowed out. It was so dead that it could no longer die.

Ningchen's eyes wandered between Fang Yuan and the wild boar in the trap, and then he smiled slightly,

"Fang Yuan is in a good mood recently, and he wants to catch some game!"

"But what happened to this mortal?"

Ningchen slowly walked towards Fang Yuan. When Fang Yuan saw this, he moved away, revealing the body behind him with only half of his head left, and smiled slightly.

"He just offended me!"

"Oh~ hahahaha!"

"Well done! A mortal dares to contradict his master! He deserves to be killed!"

Ningchen smiled heartily when he heard this, not caring about the life and death of mortals at all.

The smile on his lips did not diminish, but the conversation suddenly changed.

"But you, a student, went out to hunt outside the village. You have no ability to protect yourself when encountering wild beasts like bears and wolves!"

"And you shouldn't be short of Yuan Stone now, right? There should be a shop selling wild boar meat in the village, right?"

Fang Yuan smiled slightly when he heard this and waved his hand slowly,

"Lord Ningchen, you are wrong. How can your cultivation resources be used to satisfy your appetite?"

"As a person with C-level qualifications, I must use resources to make up for the shortcomings of my qualifications!"

"Hahahaha! That's a good point!"

Ningchen couldn't stop laughing when he heard this, but then he changed the topic, his eyes were long, as if he was interrogating,

"But Fang Yuan, this village is my village!"

"The villagers inside are naturally my property, how can you kill them so easily?"

"Aren't you damaging my property?"

Ningchen took a step forward, looking down at Fang Yuan with a slight smile,

Since the last battle with Bai Ningbing, he has obtained six mortal villages.

The villagers, the land, and everything else inside belong to Ningchen.

And now Fang Yuan happens to live in a village in Ningchen,

Fang Yuan raised his head and looked at Ningchen, with a hint of shameful apology on his face, his lips pursed,

"I'm sorry, Mr. Ningchen... I really didn't know this was your village!"

"How many yuan stones does this mortal have? How about I compensate you?"

When Ningchen saw this, he chuckled and waved his hand, as if he didn't care.

"That's all, the compensation is waived. How much is a mortal worth?"

"And when word spreads among the villagers, they call me Ningchen, who bullies the younger generation!"

"Just be careful in the future. After all, it depends on the owner when beating a dog!"

"Thank you, Lord Ningchen, for your forgiveness!"

When Fang Yuan saw this, he saluted as if he had been granted amnesty, while Ning Chen chuckled and said nothing.

Suddenly, Ningchen's smile did not diminish, and he slowly looked at the remaining mortals on the side. He seemed to have thought of something, and chuckled.

"By the way, Fang Yuan, let's get rid of these guys too!"

"In order to prevent them from becoming resentful, it's better to get rid of them!"

"Remember to dispose of the body so as not to pollute the air here!"

Fang Yuan chuckled lightly when he heard the words, clasped his hands into fists, and talked slowly,

"clear..."

Ningchen was walking leisurely in the village, and his black clothes looked particularly eye-catching among the traces of snow.

However, at this moment, a rather familiar voice came, and Ningchen couldn't help but listen to it.

"Lord Ningchen, Tutu's adoptive father wants to see you!"

Taking a closer look, he was shocked to see Fang Zheng saluting with his hands clasped in fists, talking eloquently.

"Oh ~ Founder!"

"Tutu wants to see me, then please lead the way!"

Ningchen smiled leisurely and raised his hand slightly, signaling Fang Zheng to lead the way.

At the same time, Ningchen also had some doubts in his heart for no reason.

"Why does this old guy want to see me again?"

"What could be the reason?"

...

In the bamboo building, Ningchen sat quietly opposite the frozen soil,

"Fang Zheng! Hurry up and make some of my treasured moon-watching tide for Lord Ningchen!"

Tutu shouted loudly, and Fangzheng came over respectfully carrying a teapot and filled Ningchen with tea.

The tea is as clear as a mirror lake, exuding wisps of quiet fragrance, which makes people feel the fragrance as soon as they smell it.

Ningchen slowly picked up the teacup, and the surface of the tea reflected Ningchen's calm expression, and suddenly smiled at Fangzheng,

"Thank you very much..."

"Senior Tutu, your 'Moon-watching Chao' is really good!"

"Why don't you give me a few pounds later?"

"Ha ha ha ha..."

Ningchen turned to look at Tutu, who was sitting opposite him, and chuckled. Tutu's face was also filled with echoing smiles.

"Master Ningchen, just drink it if you like!"

Ningchen put his hand on the teacup, opened his thin lips, and took a slow sip, which seemed to wipe away the smile on his face.

"Senior Tutu, if you have anything to do, please tell me as soon as possible!"

"While I can still listen!"

"Otherwise, I won't be able to listen to you when I'm in a bad mood!"

Ningchen's eyes were long and lingering, as if he wanted to penetrate into Tutu's heart!

Upon seeing this, the smile on Tutu's face turned into a flattering smile, and he stuttered for a moment.

"This... Lord Ningchen, do you know Fang Yuan?"

"Of course I recognize it, what's wrong?"

Ningchen's eyes were still calm, and he responded calmly.

"It's easy to tell that we know each other. We have worked together so many times, and I won't hide it from you anymore!"

"Fang Yuan's ancestor had an elder, and his parents left a large inheritance to Fang Zheng and Fang Yuan, and we want to get this inheritance!"

"But in exchange, we will raise Fang Yuan and Fang Zheng!"

As if she was afraid that Ningchen would misunderstand, Tutu's wife added at the side,

"But if Fang Yuan wants to take back the family property, he only needs to be sixteen years old and have an intermediate level of cultivation level one!"

"In this way, he can go to the Internal Affairs Hall to receive the task. As long as it is successfully completed, he can take home the property!"

"We didn't expect that Fang Yuan could be the first to reach the intermediate level of cultivation, and he is already sixteen years old..."

"So we want to ask you to beat and suppress Fang Yuan so that he can't practice so smoothly!"

"As a reward, we will dedicate the wine shop to you!"

Tutu explained everything clearly in one breath, and finally revealed the reward for Ning Chen.

Ningchen was silent in silence, with a cold light flashing in his black eyes, and his heart seemed to be filled with insight.

"Although this frozen soil is a reward for me, it is also a reminder!"

"I have a cooperative business with him on Qingzhu Liquor in the wine shop. These words are undoubtedly saying, 'If you still want to cooperate with me, please help me. Otherwise, you may not be able to cooperate with Fang Yuan when he gets the family property in the future. He cooperated! '"

"Hahaha..."

"So brave, so brave, you dare to threaten me..."