Divine Mystical Immortality: Starting Cultivation with the Town Martial Guard

The carriage arrived at the entrance of Wuya Village at sunset. Passing through Wuya Village was Yanyang Wood Forest.

Although it was dusk, the square at the entrance of Wuya Village was in full swing, with people coming and going, and everyone's face was filled with festive smiles. Under the big banyan tree at the entrance of the village, there were even more big white lanterns hung.

Wuya Village is a large village nearby.

The population is tens of thousands.

Fu Shaoping also arrived for the first time.

Because the aisle at the entrance of the village is filled with paper-made people.

Fu Shaoping's carriage couldn't get in and had to stop. He was trying to get the villagers to clear the road.

Suddenly.

A black shadow crashed towards him.

The black shadow was hidden among the paper-tied people. Fu Shaoping had not noticed it before, but his reaction speed was extremely fast.

He immediately used the "Miao Miao Step Technique" and dodged away.

The black shadow jumped into the air and fell hard instantly.

Taking a closer look, the black shadow turned out to be a living person.

The woman's hair was disheveled, and the white robe on her body was stained with plant ash, turning black and midwinter. The placket on her chest was open, and her two plump rabbits were trembling.

The woman fell down and didn't cry out in pain.

He crawled towards Fu Shaoping with both feet together:

"My lord, my lord, save my child, my child has been taken away. Sir, save my child, my child has been taken away."

Just a few words back and forth.

at this time.

The people who were busy in the square had just put up the last sacrificial pillar. When they turned around and saw Fu Shaoping in the uniform of a military guard, their faces suddenly turned pale.

in.

The priestess who was directing everyone in the square glared at the middle-aged man behind her:

"Qiuchang, take care of that crazy woman of yours!"

"I obviously locked it when I went out."

The middle-aged man had a grimace on his face, but he seemed to be very afraid of the priestess. He walked a few steps quickly, stepped forward and saluted Fu Shaoping, and then stepped forward to take his wife away.

But the woman in white tightly grabbed the corner of Fu Shaoping's clothes and refused to let go. She looked at Fu Shaoping sadly:

"My lord, save my child. My child has been taken away. My lord, save my child! My lord."

People in the square.

At this time, their expressions all changed, and they looked at Fu Shaoping nervously.

The priestess looked sharply and scolded:

"Why are you still standing there? Why don't you step forward and help pull the person away? You don't have to hit the adults!"

"yes!"

Everyone agreed in unison.

He stepped forward and quickly lifted the shouting woman up, and hurriedly walked towards the village.

The priestess stepped forward, bowed, and apologized:

"Sir, I'm really sorry. Qiuchang's daughter-in-law had a difficult delivery and her baby died just after giving birth. Because she couldn't accept the bad news, she went crazy and told everyone she met that her baby had been taken away. Alas. , the dead baby was buried on Wuzhi Slope under Yanyang Wood by his own hands. "

Qiuchang on the side quickly agreed:

"Yes, yes, I buried the child with my own hands. I buried it with my own hands."

Fu Shaoping frowned.

He didn't say a word.

The priestess seemed to be afraid that Fu Shaoping would misunderstand something, so she kept talking to herself.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see something is wrong.

No.

It must be that the entire village looked at him with abnormal eyes. Instead of showing any awe, they seemed to be scolding him for rashly intruding into their territory.

Fu Shaoping glanced at the altar surrounded by five sacrificial pillars.

There is an altar in the center of the altar.

Flowers were decorated around the altar, but it was empty with nothing. At first glance, it looked a bit like a coffin waiting for a corpse to be put into the coffin:

The whole square.

Except the priestess speaks.

The rest of the people were silent, as if they had been poisoned and mute.

Fu Shaoping murmured in his heart.

Plan to stay put.

Let's go find Lao Zhan's head in the woods and find out more about the situation.

So he just waved his hand and said:

"Clear the passage, I want to go there." "Sir, please wait a moment."

The priestess seemed to be relieved, and with a wave of her hand, the villagers immediately stepped forward obediently and moved the paper-jammed person away.

When Fu Shaoping drove the carriage out of the square, he saw a woman stumbling over from the end of the village:

"Master Priest, the spring flowers are about to bloom, they are about to bloom!!"

By this time the carriage had left the square.

Fu Shaoping looked back.

But they saw the villagers holding white lanterns, headed by the priestess, walking towards the end of the village in a mighty manner.

It all looks weird no matter how you look at it.

"shelf!"

Fu Shaoping spurred the green date horse to speed up.

Go through the village.

We are approaching Yanyang Mulin.

From a distance, I saw that there were graves scattered all over Wuzhi Slope, but these graves were all small mounds of earth, with simple wooden boards placed on them. On the wooden boards, there were clearly written words about the children of a certain family, without even their names. Apparently this Wuzhi Slope is specially used for burying children who died in infancy.

only.

The entire Wuzhi Slope is densely covered with graves. There are no less than thousands of them, which is really scary.

"Da da da"

The carriage drove in from a small road in the middle.

When it comes to the middle.

Suddenly.

He was almost startled when he saw a ghostly face emerging from a grave on the left. The reason why he said it was a ghostly face was because half of the other person's face looked as if it had been bitten off alive, making it look hollow:

"Who are you?"

After all, Fu Shaoping is a martial arts practitioner.

Although I feel scared.

But I’m not afraid.

Just tightened the Zhenwu sword in his hand.

"Aiya!"

The ghost face made a strange cry, like a monkey, flashing in the graves, and disappeared in the densely packed graves in a blink of an eye, and could not be found.

The situation is unclear.

Fu Shaoping resisted the urge to chase him.

He planned to find Old Zhan to ask about the situation first.

After passing through Wuzhipo.

A high wall came into view.

There was a stone door a hundred feet high at the entrance of the east wall, which was the entrance to the Yanyang Wood Forest.

Yanyang wood is a first-class top-grade spiritual wood. Whether it is used for alchemy or refining, it is a top-grade spiritual material. Dozens of Dongri dogs are raised in the forest to guard the forest.

"Dong Dong Dong!"

Fu Shaoping knocked on the stone door.

In the bunker behind the wall, a man popped his head out and shouted:

"Who is it?"

"Zhenwu Guard Fu Shaoping, come to see Captain Zhan!"

said.

Fu Shaoping raised his Zhenwu Order to the bunker.

After waiting for a while.

The door creaked open slowly.

A trainee Zhenwu Guard came out, apologized, checked Fu Shaoping's Zhenwu Order, and then let him go: "Captain Zhan is in the small building in the forest on the west side. Sir, the forest is too big. I will lead the way for you later."

There are also a large number of criminals in the forest responsible for cutting down Yanyang wood.

When driving through the forest, I saw a bare-chested criminal with anklets on his feet carrying Yanyang wood to the recycling station. It was getting dark, and it was obviously time to finish work.

The small building in the forest is a stilt house.

On the first floor.

From a distance, Fu Shaoping saw old Zhan lying on a wooden rattan chair and taking a nap.