Ask about the Immortal Way

‘Pa…’

The rain outside was getting heavier and heavier, and the roof leaked, and one spot happened to drip on Qin Sang's shoulder.

The mute aunt hurriedly stretched out her hand to block Qin Sang, helped him move to a position, then took out a piece of wood from the fire pit and wrote on the ground: "When you saw me for the first time, there was no disgust in your eyes."

Then, Ya Gu raised her head and looked at Qin Sang, her eyes very bright under the firelight.

Qin Sang looked at the calligraphy written by the mute aunt. The handwriting was very delicate. Her grandma taught her to read when she was still there. Later, when she was alone, she practiced calligraphy by herself when she was lonely, missing her grandma.

Qin Sang has never learned the characters and language here, but he can recognize these characters. They are the same as the characters commonly used in Xiaohan Region!

In addition, Qin Sang can easily understand the language spoken by the natives of Qianhu Village, but the accent is slightly different from that of the people in Xiaohan Region.

Similar to the difference between Mandarin and dialects in previous lives!

After discovering this situation, Qin Sang was shocked.

In the past life, thousands of languages ​​could be developed in a small place. The world of immortality is vast and boundless. How could it be possible that only one language could be spoken? Could it be that he was still in the Xiaohan Territory and could not escape from Dongyang Bo's clutches?

Qin Sang, who was a little relaxed at first, immediately became nervous again and told the mute aunt not to see outsiders, so as not to leak the news and increase the risk of exposure.

The only people who had seen him during this time and knew that he was a man with a broken arm were the mute aunt and the old witch doctor.

The natives of Qianhuzhai call this place Xijiang.

Qin Sang recalled the map of the Lesser Han Territory, but could not remember any place called the Western Border. In terms of location, the western part of the Lesser Cold Territory was occupied by the demon cultivators from the Heavenly Demon Hill, and all mortals had been moved away.

The Tianxing Alliance is monolithic, and there is no distinction between the Western Territories.

Qin Sang had never heard of any place that believed in the witch god.

However, mortals have limited knowledge after all. If you want to find out what this place is, you still need to meet the immortal cultivators.

"When you first saw me, there was no disgust in your eyes."

Qin Sang sighed in his heart.

Although he didn't ask directly, he already knew the mute aunt's life experience through their interactions during this period of time and the few words he heard from people talking outside.

Aunt Mute will be sixteen in a few days.

She was both a member of the Qianhu Village, and her father was the bravest man in the entire Qianhu Village during his lifetime. He was famous for his high martial arts skills and was already appointed as the next leader of the village.

But Aunt Mute has never lived in the spacious and bright stilt buildings in the front village for a day since she was born. She has been living in a thatched hut in the back mountain until now.

The reason is the title of ‘Disaster Star’.

On the day of the dumb aunt's birthday, his father led his team out for hunting and was attacked by wild beasts, almost wiping out his entire army. Her mother died on the third day after giving birth to her and followed her father.

Coupled with the birthmark on Mute Gu's face, she looks ferocious. There are rumors in the village that she is the reincarnation of an evil spirit. She first killed her parents and also killed the entire village. She was dubbed the 'disaster star' and was to be killed. The dumb aunt sank into the river and drowned.

Later, Mum Aunt's only remaining relative, her grandmother, who was called "Grandma" in Western Xinjiang, took Mute Aunt out of the village and lived in the back mountains, and then protected Mute Aunt.

But the misfortune was not over. After the mute aunt was three years old, it was discovered that she could not speak and was born mute. When she was seven years old, another accident occurred. Her grandmother also died, and she died in front of the mute aunt.

From then on, the title of Disaster Star was firmly bound to Mum Aunt. Everyone called her Mute Aunt, but no one knew her real name.

Although no one has died because of Mum Gu in the past ten years, the people in Qianhu Village have never allowed Mum Gu to go back. Mum Gu, who is only seven years old, lives alone in the back mountain to this day.

It’s hard to imagine how a seven-year-old child could persevere.

Fortunately, there are no ferocious animals on the mountain where Qianhu Village is located. The village has manpower patrolling the river at the foot of the mountain by boat day and night, and the mountain behind is also very safe.

In addition, the old people in the village are quite sensible, remembering the love left by Mum Aunt's elders during her lifetime, and often help her, especially the witch doctor grandfather, who has some connection with Mum Aunt's grandmother, and is the best to Mum Aunt.

But they did not dare to offend the public and take the mute aunt back to the village.

After experiencing all kinds of hardships, the dumb aunt didn't feel any resentment in her heart. Her eyes were so clear and pure.

She did not face life passively, and was self-reliant. From the age of twelve, she was able to support herself by working and weaving bamboo utensils, and refused to receive aid.

Qin Sang met countless people and saw that the dumb aunt still retained her innocence and innocence in her heart. She hoped to be recognized and have friends to accompany her, so she was scolded by those girls and still wanted to be close to them.

This passage on the ground expresses the mute aunt's thoughts.

She saw hope of recognition from Qin Sang.

Qin Sang looked at Mum Gu's expectant and trusting eyes and couldn't bear to say anything more.

Aunt Mute didn't know that although he looked young, he was already an immortal cultivator over a hundred years old. He had seen countless real evil ghosts, so how could he be afraid of a mere birthmark?

Qin Sang has long passed the age of judging people by their appearance.

No matter how beautiful the skin is, can it be better than the real bodies of Chen Yan and Granny Jing?

No matter how ugly it is, how much ugliness can it match the human heart?

In his eyes, the dumb aunt is more beautiful than those who look beautiful. Such a good girl should be favored by God.

"Everything will be fine!"

Qin Sang said.

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Mortal herbs had no effect on his injuries. Qin Sang couldn't bear to brush off Mum Gu's kindness, so he drank them all.

After drinking the medicinal soup, Mum Gu helped Qin Sang to rest in the inner room, then came back and started weaving bamboo utensils by firelight. The Witch God's Festival was coming soon, so I would like to make more if possible.

Through the thin curtain, Qin Sang saw the frail figure of Mum Gu, sitting busy by the fire pit.

After a while, Qin Sang put away her gaze and closed her eyes in silence.

It rained all night, and when it was almost early in the morning, it gradually stopped, leaving only the patter of rain.

At this time, Qin Sang, who was lying on the bed and seemed to be sleeping, suddenly opened his eyes, with a look of surprise in his eyes. He thought it would take another two days, but he didn't expect that he would get better faster than expected. Now his consciousness has recovered a little bit. .

"I should be able to barely open the Qianjun Ring!"

Qin Sang carefully controlled the trace of his spiritual consciousness, touched the Qianjun Ring, and finally opened it. He quickly took out a few things, and his spiritual consciousness was exhausted again.

There was a stabbing pain in my head.

Qin Sang endured the pain and fumbled for a jade bottle, which contained the elixir to help restore consciousness. He couldn't wait to open it, took out a few pills and stuffed them into his mouth. The pain was greatly relieved.

After meditating for an hour and regaining some consciousness, Qin Sang opened the corpse bag and summoned the flying Yaksha who had completed his transformation.

I felt completely at ease.

Feitian Yaksha's appearance changed drastically, and he looked like the most ferocious evil ghost. The skin of his physical body turned black, shining with a metallic luster, as if it were made of black iron, and contained terrifying power.

This is the real flying yaksha!