After practicing to the Pure Yang Wuji, I found that it was a strange world

Chapter 4 Mountain Temple

Chapter 4 Mountain Temple
The mountains and forests are dark and gloomy.

There was a whimpering sound in the wind, and the trees in the distance seemed to be showing their fangs and claws.

The rain was still falling, and the sound of the rain hitting the branches and leaves always startled people.

Several hunters walked hurriedly, looking a little flustered.

There is a beam of light in the mountain temple, like a bright lamp in the night.

He Qing saw the beam of light from afar.

The sound of horses' hooves could also be heard amid the sound of wind and rain.

He Qing shook off the rain on his body.

Walking in such a dense forest, friction and collision are inevitable.

"I have to do laundry again when I get home."

Walk to the mountain temple.

He Qing looked towards the endless dark mountains again.

I just felt it was eerie, as if countless ghosts and monsters were hiding in it.

In his previous life, He Qing was also extremely afraid of ghosts.

But now
As the saying goes, those who are skilled in art are bold.

He Qing didn't know how skilled he was, but he had no problem protecting himself in this novice village map.

The mountain temple was in great disrepair, with half of the door lying on the ground, the mud walls made of bamboo strips were also mottled, and there was a big hole on the roof.

The ground around the temple was littered with broken tiles, burnt wood, and other rubbish.

These are all traces left by past tourists.

He Qing walked towards the temple.

Firewood was lit in the center, and more than ten people sat in four groups.

One was a wealthy businessman with two young and strong guards.

In one place, there were two men holding swords, looking very sharp.

In one place, there were four hunters, who were of strong build.

He Qing looked at the four hunters a few more times, feeling quite confused.

"Where do hunters come from in this damn place to hunt?"

There are very few permanent residents in this place, and there are many monsters in the mountains and forests.

It would be fine if some strange people came to hunt.

When mortals come to hunt, it's not like they're delivering food.

But even an extraordinary person would not end up like this.

The last two people are one old and one young.

A pretty woman and a hunchbacked old man.

The old man was still holding a long knife tightly in his hand, his face looking nervous.

When He Qing stepped into the mountain temple from the night rain, everyone looked at him, with different meanings in their eyes.

Tang Chuan recognized it at the first sight.

This is the Taoist priest I met by the stream during the day.

I saw that this Taoist priest had willows wrapped around his waist, a sword on his back, a wooden thorn in his hand, a silver fish in his hand, and a cloth bag wrapped around his body, in which were some fresh fruits.

This outfit is really strange.

But the strangeness also reveals a sense of naturalness and casualness.

Tang Chuan especially looked at the silver fish a few more times.

I thought of the monsters in the mountains outside, and suddenly I understood.

This little Taoist priest is no ordinary person.

The group of hunters looked at each other and then didn't take it seriously.

The merchant looked at the fresh fruit on his waist and the silver fish in his hand, and unconsciously moved his throat and swallowed his saliva.

The old man and the girl became even more nervous.

He Qing looked around with a clear gaze, and took in everything.

The mountain temple was in a very messy state, the ground was covered with dust, and there was a big hole in the middle that kept leaking rain.

At this time, the only space in the temple was almost occupied.

"Master, please sit here." Tang Chuan made room for him.

The brothers Tang Chuan and Tang Yuan have both practiced martial arts for many years and have a fierce aura about them.

So no one dares to say anything even though it occupies a larger position.

Like the old man and the young girl, they snuggled up to each other tightly, so the space they occupied was very limited.

There was even a night wind and some rain from time to time.

"Thank you." He Qing bowed.

Tang Chuan wiped the ground with a rag.

He Qing immediately sat on it.

"Eat some fruit."

He Qing took out some fresh fruit from his cloth bag and handed it to Tang Chuan.

Tang Chuan took a look at the fresh fruit in his hand and saw that the skin was tender red with raindrops on it.

This was obviously picked from the mountains and forests. But who would wander in the mountains and forests just to pick some fruits to eat?

Tang Chuan once again confirmed that He Qing was not a mortal.

His mind suddenly began to wander.

"There are spirits in this world, so there are naturally immortals."

"This Taoist priest has a handsome face and looks young. If he practiced martial arts, how could he walk leisurely in this mountain forest full of evil spirits?"

'Even the Dragon Slayer back then couldn't do this at this age.'

Not to mention, this forest is filled with an eerie aura.

It always makes people feel a chilly feeling following them.

But when Tang Chuan sat next to He Qing, he felt a burning sensation.

His sword mind is so clear that he has almost reached the point of unity between man and sword, and he possesses an inexplicable sensing ability.

It seems that I can detect some hidden traces in this world.

Tang Chuan looked at He Qing cautiously again.

He Qing seemed to have merged into the surrounding environment, or like the scattered sunlight in the clouds and rain, floating in the air, with no trace left.

It seems to be right in front of me, and yet it seems to be on the horizon.

He Qing noticed someone was looking at him and couldn't help but turn his head to look.

He had a smile on his face.

Tang Chuan was startled and quickly bowed, fearing that he would anger the immortal.

Tang Yuan noticed that something seemed to be wrong with his brother.

So he asked, "Brother, what's wrong?"

Tang Chuan didn't know where to start, so he could only slowly say, "It's okay."

At this time, the firewood in the temple suddenly became smaller.

"I'll go collect some firewood. Please wait for a moment," said Tang Chuan.

Watching him disappear into the night.

A hunter said, "In that case, you can eat some dried meat."

A hunter took out some dried meat and handed it to everyone.

The merchant took it with a smile, and then asked, "Little Taoist priest, are you going to sell this fish?"

He Qing shook his head slightly.

"Not for sale."

The silver-scaled fish has delicious meat and exudes a natural aura.

He Qing himself thought it was too little, so how could he sell it?

He Qing then asked the merchant what he was selling.

"We're bringing in some rice. The population in Qingping County has grown in recent years, and we won't have enough food in a short time. Naturally, we have to transport it from outside." The businessman said with a smile.

He Qing nodded.

Qingping County seems to be becoming more and more prosperous since a new county magistrate came.

It seems that this county magistrate is also a capable person.

As he asked, He Qing took the dried meat handed to him by the hunter.

He didn't eat it and put it aside.

"Then leave me a bag of rice."

He Qing took out the silver.

The businessman's eyes lit up.

"Okay."

At this time, Tang Chuan also came back with firewood.

He put the wood on the fire and then sat back down.

I saw Tang Yuan chewing on a piece of dried meat and enjoying it.