White Head Demon Master

　　 The people in the Nanshan League had to set off on the next day, and Fang Cun had only one day to prepare.

On the second day, Fang Cun was supposed to go to the Xueting Pavilion, but Fang Cun was able to hide as he could, so he only asked Xiao Qingliu to go to the academy to ask for a leave of absence, but he had already rode in and picked from the stables early in the morning. The tall Ma, took the embroidered pouch with a few life-saving pills in it, tied the old umbrella upside down, and came to the road south of Liuhu City, waiting for everyone in the Nanshan League.

By the time of the day, I saw people on the road in the academy, with more than a dozen riders rushing forward. The leader was the five members of the Nanshan League centered on Meng Zhixue. Fang Cun had also inquired about it before and knew about the Baixiang Academy. The Nanshan League is based on the five people at its core, and those who follow them are all their helpers selected from the students for this time.

　　 At first glance, Fang Cun couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed.

　　 It seems that what Nanshan League said before was really good, and his current cultivation base is a bit better than them...

The five sons of the Nanshan League have such a high level of cultivation that they can’t see it, and the helpers they selected are all in the refining stage. Fang Cun strengthened nearly two small realms.

　　 I really seem to come here to rub merit...

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　　 "Second Young Master Fang came early..."

Seeing Fang Cun waiting here, everyone stopped their mounts and looked at Fang Cun wearing a white robe, carrying an old umbrella, riding on the horse Fang Cun, subconsciously, felt a little shameful, that stout young Nie Quan He seemed to be thinking about the enemy who was called by the wrong name yesterday, and he snorted coldly, and said, "The second son of Fang has a shallow cultivation base, but this outfit is very handsome..."

　　 According to the legend, all the students in the academy know how to ride clouds and fog, but when they travel, most of them are riding horses.

　　 With their cultivation base, it may not be impossible to fly in the air, but it is far from enough to drive long distance.

But it was also because of riding a horse, which made people feel a little embarrassed. The second son of Fang’s cultivation base was the lowest among the people, but when he looked at the mount, he was riding a white horse that travels thousands of miles every day. , Is half a horse's head taller than the others' horses, with broad body and long legs, and extremely prosperous. The other outstanding scholars in the academy leaned forward to him, and they were half a head short invisibly.

　　 There is only Meng Zhixue's mount, the tall clouded snow deer, which can be compared with the square-inch white horse, which is not bad for the spirit.

　　 "This trip is still far away, there is not much time, let's talk while walking!"

Meng Zhixue came out to round the field for Fang Cun, patted the snow deer's head under the seat, and walked ahead, and said to Fang Cun as he walked, "You have watched the transitional demon yesterday. You must know what happened to our behavior, Liu The people of Lake City are living in a difficult situation. Not only have the land been poor in recent years, the crops have not been harvested, but also bandits have run rampant, demons have made chaos, and have cut off their livelihoods. Now we are here because of strange incidents in Qingpo County, south of the city. There was a town of people who disappeared overnight, leaving no one behind!"

　　 "Whether it is a monster or something else, we always have to find out and find out the reason!"

"Yes!"

　　 Fang Cun nodded, his eyes swept slightly.

Now when I come out of the city, I can see that the scene is different from that in the city. The large fertile soil is full of weeds. At first glance, it is lush and green, with ambitions like brocade, and the scenery is beautiful, but looking at the little wheat among the weeds, The sparse ears of rice, the broad-mindedness and elegance that belonged to the literati and saucy are all gone, and the difference makes people feel sad and compassionate.

It's too awful!

　　In the land in the distance, and in the distance near and far, some people working in the fields against the morning sun can be seen at any time, sweating.

But on the side of the road, you can still see many people in ragged clothes, even difficult to cover, carrying children and daughters, or in twos and threes, or in groups, carrying women and daughters, moving slowly southward one step at a time. Seeing the sound of horseshoes, someone subconsciously stretched out a broken bowl, or turned their heads to kneel down and begged, but seeing the horse coming fast, they hurriedly fled to the roadside in fright.

　　 "I have found out about the disappearance of the people in this small town!"

He rode behind him, hurried a few steps, and walked side by side with Meng Zhixue and Fang Cun. It was Yu Qingli right away. He frowned and said, "In fact, the disappearance of the refugees in the south of the city, there are many, these refugees have no roots. It is unrelated, often relocating, and the city guard’s orders cannot be prevented. Occasionally, a few people are missing. It is not a major event. It is impossible to find out. This time, it is also because an entire town has disappeared, which attracted attention. The city guard had other important matters, and there was no time for anyone to investigate, so he threw the case into our college!"

　　 "Huh, I think these refugees deserve it!"

Another voice took the conversation. It was the Meng Qing'er. She pursed her mouth and said, "Around Liuhu City, there are our Baixiang Academy and the city guards. The demons still dare not want to be presumptuous, but they just do. But they are going to run into the mountains one by one. There are many monsters and spirits in the mountains, and we are beyond our reach, and we just catch them and eat them, don't we just take the trouble?"

　　 Meng Zhixue heard this, but did not rush to answer, her expression was very cold.

　　 was square inch, but could not help but shook his head secretly.

　　 "These refugees, I'm afraid they didn't go into the mountains voluntarily..."

　　 Before entering the academy, Fang Cun had been wandering all day long, had a deep understanding of all aspects of the world, and saw some clues.

As Meng Qinger said, if these refugees from outside the city gather at the edge of Liuhu City, they can indeed receive some shelter. No matter how powerful the monsters are, they would not dare to come down to Liuhu City to make trouble, at most they would occasionally sneak over to eat one or two people. , And risk being taken as credit by Mr. Academy or the people below the city guard, and entering the mountains is equivalent to sending yourself into the mouth of a tiger.

　　 Is it so simple?

　　 looked at the surrounding farmland, and it could be seen that most of the farmland was extremely poor and the weeds were short.

　　 And further away, you can see a piece of medicinal fragrance, blowing in the wind.

　　 Fang Cun knew that those were all kinds of magical medicine and exotic herbs, and they were important materials for Qi refiners to refine alchemy.

　　 In this world, there are Qi refiners.

Qi refiners need to refine pills and medicines, and they need a lot of spirit grass, but this kind of spirit grass is different from ordinary crops, which consumes the fertility of the land. After planting the spirit grass once, the farmland is exhausted. Several years have not been able to slow down, although there is a clear text in the Daxia Law, after one year of planting the spirit grass, you can no longer plant it. It must be returned to the people and used to grow crops.

　　 But the farmland is profitable, and after planting crops, I can’t get food for a year or two.

　　 The people don’t have enough rations, and there are taxed farmland rents. If they don’t have enough to eat, they can only go to the mountains and cultivate wasteland to find new fields to grow valuable food.

　　 And the farmland they cultivated, afraid that it will soon be planted with the spiritual grass needed by the gas refiner, and they will leave again.

　　 Such a cycle, can these refugees continue to go deep into the mountains step by step?

　　 There are many spirits, monsters and monsters in the mountains.

While thinking about it, everyone had moved away from Liuhu City and came to an intersection. Looking forward, they saw continuous reeds on the left front, steaming black air, and further south, there was a huge mountain with no edge in sight, like a giant. The beast, crawling on the earth.

Yuqing left: "Go to the left and you will see Heishuitan. There are gangsters and fierce and wicked people. Let's go around as far as possible to avoid accidents. If you go to the right, you will see Qinghu Mountain. The town we want to investigate. , Also in the deep mountains here!"

　　 "Heishuitan, is that the bandit den?"

　　 When all the students heard the words, they all looked forward and faintly saw a cottage standing among the reeds.

Meng Qinger sneered: "These monsters are becoming more and more fierce. They have established names, what is the head of the governor, the four rudder masters, the seven guardians, hehe, dragons and snakes are mixed, black smoke and miasma, not only harbor evil repairs, but also There have been many incidents. Most of the family tyrants in Liuhu City have suffered from their losses, and even some businesses of the city guard have been given ideas by them. Now even cottages have been built, and the land is delimited. Patrol day and night. When the idler gets closer, he will fight or kill, which is more horizontal than the city guard..."

Fang Cun looked at the reed swamp where the black air was steaming, and he seemed to be able to feel the fierce wind and vicious air. The family in front of this almost suffered from the loss of the Tunhai gang old dynasty. Naturally, he is no stranger to these so-called quacks , To some extent, they are no longer just doing bad things~www.wuxiaspot.com~ is simply taking the mountain as king, and the two sides have pulled together, maybe they really dare to fight the city guard.

　　On helping the bandits in the villages, they have those refugees who can’t eat enough and are willing to take effect and gather sentient beings.

　　As far as the methods of refining Qi are concerned, don't underestimate these bandits, there are no lack of experts in them.

　　 Just like these college students, after the three-year period expires, the three existing roads are to enter the prefecture, enter the county government, or enter the night watch palace.

　　 But to enter the county sect, you need to be talented and far-reaching.

　　 To enter the county government, you need contacts and background.

　　 Entering the Eternal Night Wasteland is too dangerous!

　　 The three are unwilling to go, so besides escape into the arena, how can there be other options?

It is precisely because of these reasons, plus some people who are squeezed out, can’t stay in the hall, commit a crime for some reason, are wanted by Daxia, or are on the right path, and cannot find a breakthrough opportunity. One by one, most of them have become people in the world...

　　 Any evil demon, casual cultivator, and privately taught Qi refining methods belong to this category.

　　 chaotic, dark, fierce, this is the world...

　　 "Those who came from a previous life always had a dream of a quagmire, but the real quagmire is different from what we thought..."

　　 When thinking like this in his heart, Fang Cun pondered slightly, and said: "The disappearance of the people in the village is not related to these thugs?"

Nie Quan on one side listened to Fang Cun's words, and suddenly laughed, saying, "Second Young Master Fang really doesn't eat fireworks. These thugs are afraid that they will not have enough to eat, and they will not open up wasteland and farm, let alone be kind. Jitang, what are these people doing?"

　　 When everyone heard the words, they all smiled awkwardly and turned to look at Fang Cun.

　　 Fang Cun cursed in his heart, but had to smile on his face, and said: "I'm just thinking, will they... do demon methods for kidnapping people?"