I Just Want To Slack off In Cultivation

After the door was closed, the light in the room suddenly dimmed.

Of course, this had no effect on cultivators.

Shi Wanli looked around and saw that there were a few pieces of old furniture in the main room. In addition to the normal tables and chairs, there was also a specially made small chair.

In the empty space beside the table and chairs, there was a wooden horse with rough workmanship.

The wooden horse was painted with red and green paint. It was the kind of color that looked rather tacky, but children would like it. There was even a faded little bell hanging on the horse's neck.

Not far away, there was also a set of Tangram and non-stop chains that he had put away.

It was obvious that this family had a child.

Shi Wanli frowned slightly because he did not sense any life force.

As he pondered, he walked into the kitchen next door. This was a common kitchen in a farmer's house. The most space-consuming and eye-catching thing was a clay stove that had been smoked to black and yellow.

There were two woks in the earthen stove, both of which were now covered with wooden lids.

Shi Wanli stretched out his hand to test the edge of the pot and found that the residual heat was still there. This stove had just burned something.

He pondered for a moment and picked up the pot lid from a distance, but there was nothing in the pot.

So, he turned around to look inside the stove.

Inside the stove, the dust had accumulated to the mouth of the stove, as if no one had touched it for a long time.

There was also a pile of firewood near the stove.

Shi Wanli carefully observed the ash and felt that something was wrong.

He muttered to himself and turned around to look at other things. In addition to the clay stove, there was a huge water tank in the kitchen, a cupboard that was also black and yellow from the smoke, and several bamboo baskets hanging from hooks on the beams.

There was still about half a tank of water left in the water tank, and there were several finger-sized fish at the bottom of the water tank. They seemed to have noticed the movements of strangers and were swimming quickly.

Shi Wanli realized that these fish ... Did not have eyes.

In fact, blind fish were not a rare thing. After not seeing the sun for a long time, the eyes of the fish and shrimp would degenerate, and they would turn from normal water creatures to blind fish and shrimp. Raising fish in water tanks was also a common practice in the countryside. After all, mortals did not have any quick means to check drinking water and raise several fish and shrimp. By observing the survival of the fish and shrimp, it was also a clever idea to judge the water quality.

However, Zi village was adjacent to a River, so the fish in the water tank should be caught from the river. If that was the case, how could they be blind fish?

Could it be that the river water by the village was connected to the underground water?

Shi Wanli muttered to himself as he checked the cupboard and the basket.

There were five levels in the cupboard, but there were only three pairs of bowls and chopsticks, so it looked empty.

The bamboo baskets were filled with grains and other miscellaneous items. There was nothing special about them.

After walking out of the kitchen, Shi Wanli entered the inner room.

The room was actually a bedroom. There were two beds, one big and one small.

The big bed was obviously a double bed for a couple. At this moment, the bedding was neatly folded, and there was no trace of lying on it.

There was a fence around the small bed, as if to prevent children from being naughty and falling down. The bedding on it was also stacked, and there was a faded rattle-drum beside the pillow.

It was obvious that this was a family of three.

And from all the details, the family atmosphere was quite warm, and the parents loved their children very much.

Shi Wanli's brows furrowed even more. Immediately, he saw a door in the corner that led to the backyard.

As soon as he walked out of the door, he saw three coffins in the open courtyard.

This caused Shi Wanli's expression to change slightly. He immediately stepped forward and opened the coffin lid to examine it.

Soon, his expression changed drastically. In the three coffins, there were two adults, a man and a woman, as well as a little girl around four or five years old!

The couple and their child ...

The family of three was dead!

No wonder no one opened the door for him just now!

Immediately after, Shi Wanli suddenly thought of something and rushed out of the room without hesitation.

As soon as he moved, he felt something sticky on his face. When he touched it, he found that it was all blood.

Whoosh!

Shi Wanli's heart trembled, but he didn't dare to stop. He left several afterimages behind him, and in an instant, he had already rushed out of old Xu's house.

However, even though he had left the empty room, his current condition did not improve at all.

Blood kept flowing out of his seven orifices, and he instantly looked like a blood man.

Soon, an invisible blade chopped off Shi Wanli's head and rolled it towards the empty room ...

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In front of a low thatched cottage.

Ruan Yang and Zhang Jing looked at the old man weaving a bamboo basket in front of the house and went up to ask, " "This old man, this is the first time we've come to this place. May I know when your village was established?"

The old man raised his head and glanced at them. His hands didn't stop moving as he shook his head and said,"It has been around for a long time. As for the exact time, I'm not sure. Years don't count in the countryside, so I'm not sure."

Ruan Yang and Zhang Jing looked at each other and frowned slightly.

They had already asked a few villagers, and all of them gave similar answers. They had not made any substantial progress.

"Uncle, what about ten years ago?" Zhang Jing didn't give up and asked, " were you here ten years ago? "

Ten years ago was the time when the heaven-Dao Foundation establishment technique appeared.

At that time, there were no mortals on this floating island ...

At the thought of this, Ruan Yang couldn't help but reveal a look of anticipation. She hoped that she would be able to gain something from this question.

The old man was weaving the basket skillfully and said casually, " "Ten years ago? Of course it was here ten years ago. We've been here for generations."

How could this be possible?

Could it be that this floating island was just the same as the island from ten years ago, but they were actually not the same?

"I wonder if Senior Sister Chu and Senior Sister Zhong have any gains?" As there wouldn't be any answers no matter how much they asked, the two of them could only turn around and leave. After walking for a while, Ruan Yang couldn't help but say, "

Zhang Jing nodded. &Quot; go and ask a few more people. When the time is up, we will meet back at the house. I don't want Senior Sister Qiao to worry when she returns. &Quot;

"Alright," Ruan Yang replied.

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A house by the river.

This was a rare tile-roofed house in the village. Against the low thatched cottages around it, it looked particularly imposing.

Chu Hanbei and Zhong Shizhu carefully sat down in the main hall and looked around quietly.

An old woman with a face full of wrinkles and a gloomy expression was sitting on the main seat.

"In the countryside, there's only coarse tea, I'm being too disrespectful to the noble." The old woman said weakly. Beside the two girls were two cups of tea that she had just made.

In the rough ceramic bowl, there were large pieces of coarse tea leaves. There was indeed no modesty, it was the worst kind of tea.

However, the village was strange. Although Chu Hanbei and Zhong Shizhu did not look down on the poor quality tea, they did not dare to touch their lips. They continued to talk about business, " "Old man, do you mean that as long as we agree to accompany you in your funeral tomorrow, you will tell us the origin of our village?"

"Not bad." The old woman nodded slightly and said, " but I need four people to accompany me at the funeral, and all of them have to be young. Only the two of you are still lacking by half."

Hearing this, Chu Hanbei and Zhong Shizhu looked at each other and calculated in their hearts. The two of them had never had sex before and were still virgins.

With Ruan Yang and Zhang Jing, the four of them were just enough.

"Alright, we'll get you the people you need, but when will you tell us about the village's history?" Chu Hanbei asked.

"The funeral starts tomorrow. Come to me in plain clothes, and I'll tell you when the time comes," the old woman said.

And so, Chu Hanbei and Zhong Shizhu agreed and left to look for Ruan Yang and Zhang Jing.