My wife is Invincible East

If Zhu Moye knew, he would no longer be suspicious, but now, he was in deep doubt.

After a short stroll, Zhu Moye found nothing more and returned to his mother's house to rest. The mother's surname was Bai, and she had married into the family from outside. She had a son who was now a sailor. She wanted to receive the immortal's blessing, praying for her son's safe return.

Time flies and more than two days have passed. In these two days, more and more people have come in from outside. Zhu Moye roughly counted them and found that there are almost more than two thousand people, which is no less than the number of villagers in Liujia Village.

Moreover, the people who came had all kinds of accents. Zhu Moye felt that it was a hodgepodge of nationalities, from all over the world.

Every day, around dusk, Yang Chan would appear, and as she took off her veil, her appearance astonished everyone. After a second realization, Zhu Moye was certain that it was the pressure that was causing the trouble.

There were still a few people who came in with magical powers, but after seeing Yang Chan's face, their magical powers were imprisoned and they became mortals. But here, the magical powers of these people can still operate on their own.

There must be something fishy going on here!

Nine is the extreme. It is already the ninth day. Zhu Moye is waiting to see what tricks the deterrent behind the scenes will play.

Zhu Moye was sure that Yang Chan had no idea what she was doing at this moment. Perhaps she had been awake before, but now she was completely a puppet. Just like a girl in spring, like a girl next door, fantasizing about her own love.

Over the past two days, Zhu Moye gradually figured out a clue.

"Isn't someone trying to sabotage my path?"

Because you know a lot, you will think a lot, because you want a lot, you will think broadly. In the past two days, Zhu Moye looked at the moon when he had nothing to do, and counted the stars when he had something to do. Combined with the name of Liujia Village, most of the people who came here were mortals. The strangeness of marriage made Zhu Moye think of a great possibility.

Some people want to revise history and return it to the right path, back to the trajectory before Zhu Moye appeared. There are many reasons for this conclusion, many of which are due to Zhu Moye's narcissism, but the more Zhu Moye thinks about it, the more it makes sense.

Yang Chan said she came twice. Why? Immortals all rely on fate and destiny. Unless Yang Chan has a connection with him, she will come to him. Thinking of Yang Chan's marriage proposal, Zhu Moye couldn't help but think.

Could it be that the Precious Lotus Lantern can predict the future and told Yang Chan that she will suffer in the future, and now a great hero has appeared and will save her from the dire straits?

Who can figure out the affairs of the gods? The bolder and wilder they are, the more likely it is!

However, according to the trajectory of history, Yang Chan should have met the predecessor of Liu Yanchang, and the two had a marriage. However, they were not destined to be together. Liu Yanchang's previous life continued to reincarnate, accumulating power, and finally in that life, he had enough merit to successfully counterattack Yang Chan and gave Liu Yanchang a baby, that is Chenxiang.

This reasoning was a bit ridiculous, but Zhu Moye had already formed a preconceived idea in his mind and could not think of any other reason.

Dusk fell again, and everyone gathered in the courtyard in front of the village again, waiting for Yang Chan to appear.

Although Yang Chan hadn't yet begun choosing a husband, the people who had entered Liujia Village had already begun their selection process. Among the more than two thousand people, four of them were like pillars of support in a river. When the river dried up, they emerged, showcasing their talents.

The scholar Guangyi, with a handsome face and a wealth of knowledge, went to Beijing to take the imperial examination and was praised as a top scorer. One night, he had a dream in which he came to ask for divination and was given guidance.

General Li De, who is tall and skilled in martial arts, led his troops to drive out the bandits from the Black Cloud Mountain. After the great victory, he was advised by his military advisor that this place is a place that will bring good fortune to the husband and will surely produce a woman who will bring good fortune to the husband, so he should marry!

Taoist Qingyanzi, with her long sleeves fluttering and an air of independence, resembles a deity. The young master of the Tianji Sect, having received the teachings of the ancestor from the mountain, has come a thousand miles to visit.

According to Shi Yun, a lay Buddhist disciple, one has the aura of a Buddha. When the midday sun is at its brightest, one can see a golden glow covering one's face. Even if one is not a Buddha's disciple after receiving guidance from the Buddha, one can still find a love in this world.

Each of these four individuals possessed their own unique charm and attracted numerous followers. Of course, many also wished to challenge them, but most were lacking the confidence. Over the past few days, Zhu Moye had been hiding among the crowd, remaining inconspicuous and observing everything from the shadows.

However, the old lady had great confidence in Zhu Moye and kept encouraging him.

Chapter 720: Intrusion

It was dusk again and everyone arrived at the village again.

Zhu Moye had already gotten used to Yang Chan's appearance at this time, but he still felt a shock when he saw her appearance. Beauty is like clothes, the more you wear, the warmer it becomes; beauty is like wine, the more you drink, the more mellow it becomes.

While waiting for the threat to come, Zhu Moye suddenly discovered that his mind suddenly became dizzy, dark and bright, and when he woke up, he was no longer in Liujia Village.

This is a field of blossoming mountain flowers, and Zhu Moye is still wearing the same clothes and the same appearance. Zhu Moye touched his cheek and could not help but breathe a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he did not change back to his original appearance, otherwise everything would be exposed.

But where is this?

Zhu Moye felt it, and it was just as he imagined, still without any magical power. He had turned into a scholar, and now his physical strength was completely that of a scholar, and the kind of scholar who was powerless.

Zhu Moye's expression suddenly changed, and he took out a list from the bookcase behind him. After looking at the list on the cover, Zhu Moye felt like he almost spitting out a mouthful of blood. Damn, it really is Ning Caichen!

"Could it be that I have been wrong all along, and someone is not plotting against me, but someone can read my memory?" Thinking of this, Zhu Moye was truly terrified. If that was really the case, his identity would be completely exposed.

Not to mention Buddhism, even Taoism, even the dynasty, and even the common people would reject him. No one would like a person who came to this world to plunder their opportunities and blessings!

Since ancient times, anything that is beyond the cognition of this world has always resulted in collective extermination!

Zhu Moye felt a wave of palpitations in his heart, and did not dare to delay here any longer, so he threw down the bookcase and ran away. The bookcase was not only a burden, but also kept reminding Zhu Moye that he was now a man called Ning Caichen!

This made Zhu Moye particularly frightened. He didn't dare to think too much, for fear of revealing more memories in his mind.

After a period of frantic running until dark, Zhu Moye could no longer run. His body was in such a poor condition.

The cry of old crows was heard, and Zhu Moye didn't know whether he was hallucinating and misheard the sound of the wind as the sound of birds, or whether there were old crows crying in this ancient and dense forest.

Strange! Zhu Moye suddenly realized a problem. How did he get here? Zhu Moye remembered clearly that when he first appeared here, it was a green land with mountain flowers and low grass. There were definitely no big trees.

Suddenly, a soft and moving song sounded. It sounded like a woman was singing! But in such a dark night, in such an old forest, Zhu Moye felt a chill when he heard a woman's singing inexplicably.

This is a fucking sign of a ghost! Damn it, is this a Chinese Ghost Story really going to happen here?

Are you still running? Zhu Moye spat, found a big tree, sat down under it, took off his shoes, and rubbed his feet. "Running, but I can't outrun him. It's better to stay here and recuperate, so I can still accumulate some strength to fight the enemy."

Zhu Moye felt a surge of depression in his heart. Ever since arriving in Liujia Village, he had been restricted in every way. It was extremely frustrating. Even if he really had to give up his 100-pound body here, he would still face the enemy head-on and die to see who was plotting against him!

The singing is getting closer and closer.

Zhu Moye felt a faint fragrance wafting towards him, and his spirit felt a sudden shock for no reason, and his body felt much more relaxed. It was as if a white shadow flashed by, but Zhu Moye was too lazy to turn his head, still sitting on the ground, rubbing the soles of his feet, not to mention how much it spoiled the mood.

Silent for a long while.

Finally, a somewhat resentful hum was heard. Amidst the rustling sound, a woman in long, flowing clothing approached.

"Sir, I'm honored to meet you!" The woman bowed deeply, looking very dignified and graceful.

Zhu Moye, however, acted as if he didn't see the woman and continued to rub his feet.

There was a hint of resentment in the woman's voice, and she raised her voice a notch.

"Sir, your feet smell a bit strong and it's making me feel uncomfortable," said the woman.

Zhu Moye suddenly chuckled, put his foot in front of his nose and sniffed it vigorously, saying, "I don't feel my own smell!"

The woman was stunned, her body tilted and she almost fell down. For a moment, she couldn't find the words to say.

After a long while, the woman finally reacted. She called out, "Sir, it's already dark now. This place is definitely not a place to rest. If you don't mind, I can rest here nearby. Although it's a temple, it's just for shelter."

"Isn't it called Lanruo Temple?" Zhu Moye asked.

The woman feigned surprise and exclaimed, "Why, you've heard of it too, young master!"

Zhu Moye finally raised his head and looked at the girl in front of him. Perhaps because of her smelly feet, the woman was standing farther away. But Zhu Moye could see clearly that the woman was very beautiful and charming, but she did not look like Yang Chan.

A strange thought occurred to Zhu Moye, "Could it be that I'm not a seeded player, so they use this kind of stuff to entertain me?"

Of course, this woman was definitely not the kind of thing Zhu Moye described. She could be called a beauty anywhere. But since Zhu Moye had Yang Chan in his heart, he naturally regarded other women as dirt.

"It's a blessing, not a curse. If it is a curse, it can't be avoided! Knowing the secrets of Lanruo Temple, it would be best not to go. But if you know you have to go even if you don't, it's better to go. Not going when invited, but going when forced, is a humiliation!"

The woman told Zhu Moye his name, Xiaofan, and Zhu Moye also told Xiaofan his nickname, Ning Caichen.

"Mr. Ning, perhaps we'll run into other friends along the way. Grandma saw you and said, 'It's a pleasure to have friends coming from afar, isn't it?' That's why she asked us to invite you."

As for the others, needless to say, they must be the outsiders from Liujia Village. Wow, it's terrifying to think about it. More than 2,000 people, I wonder if Lanruo Temple can accommodate them all.

As expected, Zhu Moye saw many familiar people along the way. Beside them, there was also a woman in palace attire, leading the way attentively. And at least among the people he saw along the way, Yang Chan had not yet appeared.

Observing the expressions of the crowd, Zhu Moye suddenly discovered that some people were actually filled with fear. Zhu Moye understood that these people were the kind of people who would not leave even if invited, and would leave even if forced.

Zhu Moye glanced at the sky, as if the moon had always been hanging in that night sky, and it had never changed. Zhu Moye let out a breath, okay, this night will be over.

"Xiao Fan, how long do you think it will take us to reach Lanruo Temple?"

"Don't worry, sir. Lanruo Temple is actually very close. You just need to cross three hurdles. Once you get past them, you'll be there."

Three hurdles, Zhu Moye mourned for these people in his heart, there were probably not many people who could pass through the three hurdles.

Chapter 721 The First Hurdle

Zhu Moye understood that when they entered this mysterious world, they were probably scattered around Lanruo Temple as the farthest point, and then were led towards Lanruo Temple.

Those who can make it to the end are the so-called potential stocks. Zhu Moye did not see the scholar named Guangyi here, but he did not see the other three. It seems that Guangyi is the seed of their East, and the other three are also separated.

Zhu Moye roughly counted the number of people here and found that there were only about 500 people, including the beauties. Excluding the beauties, there were less than 200 to 300 people left.

Even if the crowd was scattered in all directions, with over 2,000 people, there should be 500 on each side. They had just set out on the journey, not even passing a single checkpoint, and they had already lost over 200 people. Their future looked bleak.

Zhu Moye was even more worried about himself. He couldn't run fast or walk far these days, and maybe he ate less, but unfortunately, it didn't make any difference. Among the more than 200 people, Zhu Moye found that he was just a bottom-ranked figure, a cannon fodder-level minion.

As for Guangyi, perhaps because he was chosen as the seed, he was also a scholar, but after walking for a long time, he still looked energetic. He walked like the wind, looking like a dragon and a tiger.

Seeing the surprise that occasionally appeared in his eyes, Zhu Moye kept cursing in his heart, "Insider, insider information! Why is everything so shady there?"

Suddenly, a large river blocked their path. Zhu Moye grumbled inwardly, "Damn it! Can you guys be any more shameless? A river in this forest? Is that even possible?"

But when faced with problems, complaining is useless, the only thing we can do is to solve them!

Zhu Moye looked at Xiao Fan, bowed to him and said, "Master, I'll wait for you on the other side of the river!" Then his body floated into the air and drifted to the other side of the river.

Damn, this is not the way to play! Zhu Moye quickly shouted: "Sister, look at my small body, less than 100 pounds, you just wrap me with silk and pull me through, right?"

Zhu Moye's words caused laughter from the beauties around him, and their eyes were full of teasing when they looked at Zhu Moye.

All the beauties who were guiding the people flew across the riverbank. Suddenly, someone shouted loudly and turned around and ran away.

Zhu Moye shook his head speechlessly. "You can survive if it's God's fault, but you can't survive if it's your own fault. If you don't do it, you'll die! You said a big river can't stop people, and then people flew across the river, so you think the river can stop them?

Zhu Moye felt that this logic was too profound, and he simply couldn't understand it with his intelligence.

Humans are social animals, and one of their defining characteristics is blind obedience. Those wavering between right and wrong will rush out in droves the moment they see someone setting an example.

As soon as the first person ran out, the second person followed. More than fifty people ran out at once almost without any reason. The scale was quite large.

Suddenly, screams rang out, one after another. Zhu Moye felt his eyes blurry for a moment, rubbed them, and looked again. These people were not behind him, but in front of him. They were clearly retreating, but they rushed straight into the river and were swallowed up in an instant.

On this side of the crowd, there was a moment of silence, and only the sound of the river rushing could be heard, taking away lives.

Zhu Moye shook his head and began to survey the long river. It wasn't very wide, and the two banks were clearly visible, but it was still about five or six feet wide, which, converted to meters, was nearly twenty meters. For a mortal to leap across it was simply wishful thinking!

It felt like a slap in the face. Zhu Moye had just thought it was impossible for anyone to cross. But then someone shouted loudly, and people began to make way. A burly man retreated continuously, gradually getting more than five feet away from the river.

The man suddenly rushed forward like a leopard, with unstoppable momentum, and mud and leaves flew behind him.

He stepped on the edge of the river bank and jumped up high, like a spring or a grasshopper, and he jumped very high indeed.

One zhang, two zhang, three zhang, four zhang, five zhang, six zhang, Zhu Moye felt that he was in a mess. The man actually jumped over like this and landed steadily on the ground.

The earth shook, as if there was a roar!

A beautiful woman suddenly rushed over, full of joy, and then kissed the man hard on the face, shouting: "Young Master, you are amazing."

What could be more motivating for a man than a kiss from a beautiful woman? Many, their blood boiling, tried to imitate that man and cross the river. Unfortunately, their attempts to imitate him were drenched, and they all returned to the shore in a flash of white light.

"My lords, please be extremely careful. Each of you only has two chances. If you can't make it through after two attempts, I will have no choice but to cruelly push you into the river!"

This sentence instantly calmed everyone down, and no one dared to try again. Those who had already wasted their chance were now extremely regretful. Just one attempt had cost them half their lives!

But this moment revealed the extraordinary qualities of some people. More than twenty people began to leap, and all twenty of them jumped over. One person even didn't even have a running start, just floating over lightly. It wasn't as graceful as the beautiful women, but it was still quite elegant.

This perfect success rate seemed to stimulate everyone's ambition again, and then with the failure of three people in a row, everyone finally gave up their desire to try and began to try other methods.

"Oh, yes, there's another place. I almost forgot to remind you gentlemen, there are many ways to cross this river, but once you're contaminated by the river water, no matter what it is, only one person can succeed. For example, the young man who dragged the tree over, he rode the tree over, and the trunks picked by others would sink directly."

As people were in panic, the man who was dragging the tree quickly threw the trunk into the water, then jumped into the water, climbed on the trunk, and swam to the other side with his hands paddling.

People tried it and found that the tree trunks thrown into the water could not be lifted up again. The trees sank almost the moment they entered the water.

There were only about a hundred people standing there, all of them with a worried look on their faces, considering how to cross the river. After crossing the river, the people followed the beautiful woman who had led them away.

"This is not fair!" someone in the crowd shouted.

Zhu Moye had some impression of him; he was also a cultivator, and in the secular world, he would be considered a master. Unfortunately, like Zhu Moye, his cultivation was restricted. No wonder he complained that his Daoist skills were restricted, while his secular martial arts were still available. This left him, who usually held aloofness, feeling a sense of disparity.

"Fairness, where is the fairness! Why are some people born as immortals and some born as ghosts? You talk about fairness with us? Go to hell!" A woman suddenly floated over. She should have been his guide, but now she was his undertaker.

The beauty waved her hand and threw him into the river. The man never appeared on the riverbank again, but disappeared forever.

Chapter 722 Fighting

And with the death of this man, the beauty also left.

Everyone's face was filled with bitterness. Many people, perhaps unable to bear the pressure, actually started cursing, cursing the heavens, the earth, the people of Liujia Village, and Yang Chan...

The man next to Zhu Moye was also a scholar. Perhaps because of their similar status, the two of them had quite a lot in common. But at this moment, the man was clearly in a state of collapse. Zhu Moye quickly pretended to be calm, but kept a distance from the man.

The man suddenly screamed, and then, in front of everyone's eyes, he fell into the river! The cursing stopped abruptly!