After the immortal disappeared

They were equally busy settling the horses, shaking water and lighting fires. It was so windy and rainy that even if you were wearing a raincoat or an oil coat, you would still get wet. In the end, you had to dry yourself by the fire to keep warm.

Seeing that there was no movement from them, the Shimen caravan put down their weapons and sat back.

He Lingchuan looked at the men, horses and campfire on the opposite side, turned his head and asked Fu Shanyue: "Are you chasing you into the wilderness?"

He actually saw a familiar face, but the other person didn't seem to recognize him.

Yes, the guy who violently searched Jin Quanya's private room last night is right across the street. However, He Lingchuan remembered that there were two people and one monster at that time, but now there is only one person and one monster, and one person is missing.

Lenovo actually fought with a local snake last night, so it doesn't seem surprising that they lost one person. He may not be dead, but he can be detained.

"Probably not." Fu Shanyue wrapped himself tightly, only showing his eyes, and hid in the shadow behind He Lingchuan. Unexpectedly, the other party discovered, "If you go north to Chiyan Country, you will definitely pass through this mountain. They were probably driven in by the storm. Yes, hehe, this is called enemies not getting together."

Dressing like him is normal among travelers, and the Chiyan man opposite was also very relaxed, as if he really didn't notice him.

"What are you going to do?"

Fu Shanyue leaned forward and almost whispered in He Lingchuan's ear: "That tiger is Uncle Da."

There were only two monsters on the opposite side. Apart from the owl that had met He Lingchuan last night, there was also a fierce tiger. He Lingchuan also didn't expect that Fu Shanyue would call a tiger "uncle".

This tiger is slightly smaller than the average tiger of its kind, but its body looks more even, and its fur color is darker. It has a large face with a clear white forehead, and swollen cheek hair. Just now it stepped out of the darkness step by step, and the momentum of the big boss patrolling the streets was immediately full, making the cattle and horses of the Shimen caravan restless. Several horses stood up in fright, and were about to run away into the mountains.

The groom tried his best to comfort him, and the tiger squatted beside the fire motionless, making no other movements, so the horse barely stood upright. However, it often scratched the ground and snorted, and its mood was still agitated and restless.

He Lingchuan noticed that when the tiger squatted down, even the flames were suffocated.

He remembered the pair of tigers that ambushed him by Sanxin Lake. Although they were larger than Uncle Da, their sense of oppression was far less intense than Uncle Da's.

The guard who has been with King Chiyan for more than a hundred years is not an easy master to deal with. When He Lingchuan treated Fu Shanyue's wound last night, he saw a cone-shaped blood hole on his arm, penetrating from front to back. Now comparing the long fangs exposed when the tiger yawned, He Lingchuan felt that he had found the murder weapon.

Uncle Da's tiger teeth seem to be a bit longer than those of ordinary tigers.

Fu Shanyue used a talisman to cover up his smell. Coupled with the heavy rain now, otherwise the smell of blood on his body would have been hidden from the tiger's sense of smell.

The conversation between the two of them was very quiet, and it was covered by the heavy rain. Although the tiger didn't look over, his ears turned here and his tail moved.

Fu Shanyue immediately shut up.

He Lingchuan looked at the carriage opposite intentionally or unintentionally. A thin man jumped out of the car, holding a gold basin in his hand. He was going to get hot water by the campfire, but as soon as he reached out, the guard next to him got angry and kicked him: "You bitch, no!" Do you know how to clean the basin first?"

"Hey, okay." The man didn't worry, he got up and laughed, holding the basin and running towards the stream not far away, ignoring the heavy rain outside.

The guard by the campfire looked at his back and spat on the ground: "Pig!"

The sound of the basin falling to the ground was also heard by the members of the Shimen caravan, and everyone just glanced there.

This man was undoubtedly the lowly slave on the Twilight Plains. He washed the golden basin carefully three times before taking it back to fill it with hot water. The other guards were all sitting carelessly, but he was the only one who huddled up and moved carefully. This time he learned the lesson and took off all the mud and grass stalks on his clothes before climbing into the carriage to avoid soiling the carriage.

Therefore, the passengers in the car are quite distinguished.

Just look at the guards, including Uncle Da, who are guarding it in the middle like stars holding the moon, who needs to be said?

He Lingchuan smiled and asked Fu Shanyue: "Why is there such a big difference in the treatment between you two?"

Look at the crowds of people shouting at each other, and the hordes of guards; look at Fu Shanyue being injured and in a desolate state, huddled incognitoly in a caravan from a small country.

There is a huge difference between having a father who loves you and not having a father who loves you.

Fu Shanyue rolled his eyes, speechless, but secretly frightened:

The dead don't need hot water, so why is Fushan Ji still alive?

He was obviously stabbed by the poison of wood... Fushan was more confident in his methods, and he also experimented with this poison. There is almost no cure for the poison of the Son of God. With Fu Shanji's level of cultivation, he should not survive for more than ten hours.

It happened that Taozi also brought him a cup of hot water, but Fushanyue refused. He Lingchuan observed the little girl. The line on her lips had healed.

Judging from her appearance alone, no one would associate her with a witch boy.

He Lingchuan suddenly asked: "Is Taozi sick?"

The little girl's lips turned white, and a blush rose on her cheeks. A fine line of sweat broke out on her forehead, and her face showed a look of pain.

He Lingchuan pressed her forehead: "I have a fever."

She didn't know when she caught the cold, but she had long been accustomed to the pain, so she didn't mention it and gritted her teeth to endure it.

Fushan looked at her more and more, then suddenly came closer and sniffed her twice.

This movement was like a dog, and Taozi twisted her body uncomfortably.

"Untouchables are not that easy to get sick." Fu Shanyue said calmly, "She has inhaled too much evil spirit."

The poor have a hard life. In fact, what he said should be the opposite. The untouchables who are prone to illness have long since turned into bones, and those who can stay are all solid-skinned.

"Evil spirit?" He Lingchuan was slightly surprised, then suddenly realized. Lingxu City has been looking for people to come here for at least a dozen times to relieve evil spirits, but judging from the current situation in the entire Twilight Plains, the effect is not good.

After all, the massacre that shocked the world happened in every corner of the Twilight Plains. Just like weeds, they grow again when they are uprooted.

The more Fushan has the instinct to absorb evil spirits, the more he comes to Twilight Plains, he feels like a fish in water. But when he came to the ruins of Qianxing City, which had the highest concentration and was one of the birthplaces of evil spirits, the evil spirits did not flow toward him, as if the little girl next to him was more attractive.

"It turns out that Taozi is really a witch boy."

"Well, it's time for her to learn how to control evil spirits." Fu Shanyue said thoughtfully, "Otherwise she will probably be killed by the evil spirits here. Even if she doesn't die, absorbing too much evil spirits will make her become truly ominous."

Tao Zi timidly asked: "Will I kill others?"

"Others deserve to die, so what does it have to do with you?" Fushan Yue patted her on the head, "At best, you will become a local evil boy. If you stay in one place for a long time, people around you will get sick easily, and the crops growing in the field will wither. Ji-just like this twilight plain."

Tao Zi's logic is very clear: "People who are sick tend to die easily. So wasn't it because of me that they died?"

"I've said it before, it's them who deserve to die." Fu Shanyue said cheerfully, "Who made them so weak?"

As soon as he raised his head, he saw He Lingchuan's appraising eyes: "What?"

"You two are quite similar." He Lingchuan stroked his chin and said, "Both of you can absorb evil spirits."

Speaking of which, wasn't the original demon the result of the resentful zombie encountering the evil spirit?

Fu Shanyue said "chee": "Then you and I both eat rice. Why don't we see that you and I look similar?"

It was as if God had pressed a button, and the wanton wind and rain suddenly subsided; after a while, the haze disappeared, and the night sky actually revealed the moon through the clouds, and it was extraordinarily bright. The moonlight was like mercury, even forming a layer on the surface of the earth. With the hazy halo, travelers can see their surroundings clearly without a campfire.

Only the smell of mud and grass remained, suggesting that there had been a storm here.

The weather in the mountains is really unreasonable.

The little witch boy Taozi suddenly pointed forward: "Changed!"

The water vapor on the ground mixed with the moonlight, and suddenly it looked up from the ground and began to change its shape.

Not only the direction she pointed to, but also the ruins everyone was in.

The people who came here for the first time drew their weapons with a clang, as if facing a powerful enemy. But Master Shi Er waved his hand: "Calm down, this is just an illusion that occasionally appears, it's completely harmless!"

The water vapor began to grow on the base of the ruins of Thousand Stars City, and soon took the shape of city walls, high platforms, and buildings.

A huge building grew out of the stone house where everyone was sitting, like a palace. He Lingchuan raised his hand to the palace wall and passed through it as expected. There was no touch, only a little coolness.

Under the moonlight, everything was recovering quickly.

In just two quarters of an hour, the phantom of a complete ancient city rose from the ground. Not only was it majestic and complete, but everyone running in the city was also a phantom, but their facial contours were exceptionally clear.

Restore to equal proportions.

In this way, the former Thousand Stars City spanned time and space and appeared in front of the world again.

Only then did He Lingchuan see clearly that the location of the Shimen caravan was actually the armory, just behind the city gate.

The shouts of killing inside and outside the city were loud, and the giant elephant wearing strong armor slammed into the city gate with a wooden stick, one after another.

These giant elephants are two feet (more than six meters) high, with sharp and curved tusks over one foot. Their hill-like bodies are equipped with mighty armor, and arrows fired from above the city are useless.

The bumping wood is the dragon's title fire, and every bump will shatter a layer of red light on the surface of the city gate.

It was a barrier formed by Yuan Li, and it was almost broken.

The enemy in front of the city gate is surging, and they are densely packed with monsters of all kinds, with all kinds of strange shapes, and their roars are shaking the sky.

Even though they knew it was a virtual image, the living person standing here still felt numb when looking at it.

The Chiyan people on the opposite side happened to be in the middle of the demon army. Uncle Da lay down in the illusion of the demons without violating the peace at all.

One ladder after another climbed up the city wall. Seeing that the defenders on the wall suffered heavy casualties, the defense became weaker and weaker.

Since this was all an illusion and there was no danger, the living people of the caravan simply formed teams of twos and threes to explore this ancient city that had disappeared into history.

Fu Shanyue pointed at Master Shi Er and signaled to the witch boy: "Follow him closely." Then he said to He Lingchuan, "Shall we go for a walk?"