The Strange Memoir: Volume 3

By Dou NiWan

In a small and unknown place, there was a small and unknown store.The reason why it was called an unknown small place wasn't because it was really unknown, but because when the former glory gradually faded away, it had already been forgotten by everyone in a corner of their memories that might never be flipped back up.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Funstory
• Release date: Oct 11, 2019
• ISBN: 9781646775682

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CONTENTS

CHAPTER 201 - CHENGDU AT NIGHT

CHAPTER 202 - SMALL RESIDENT WU HOU SHRINE

CHAPTER 203 - CRUISING ELDER

CHAPTER 204 - OUT OF THE PIT

CHAPTER 205 - MOUNTAIN ENTERING

CHAPTER 206 - MIAO ZHAI

CHAPTER 207 - CONFLICT

CHAPTER 208 - BAD SITUATION

CHAPTER 209 - EVIL SPIRIT

CHAPTER 210 - TOUGH STUFF

CHAPTER 211 - OPPORTUNITY

CHAPTER 212 - GRAND SACRIFICE

CHAPTER 213 - A FEW SMALL THINGS

CHAPTER 214 - INSTRUCTIONS FROM THE GRAND SACRIFICE

CHAPTER 215 - WUTONG STRONGHOLD

CHAPTER 216 - TRUTHFUL INFORMATION

CHAPTER 217 - SON OF THE LIN FAMILY

CHAPTER 218 - INPURE PURPOSE

CHAPTER 219 - SUSPICION

CHAPTER 220 - SACRIFICE

CHAPTER 221 - TURN DRY CONFLICT INTO FRIENDSHIP

CHAPTER 222 - OMEN

CHAPTER 223 - THE NIGHTMARE OF IMPULSE, THE BIRTH OF THE ENEMY

CHAPTER 224 - THE WORLD OF THE LITTLE HOLY MAIDEN (I)

CHAPTER 225 - THE WORLD OF THE LITTLE HOLY MAIDEN (PART II)

CHAPTER 226 - THE WORLD OF THE LITTLE HOLY MAIDEN (III)

CHAPTER 227 - THE WORLD OF THE LITTLE HOLY MAIDEN (4)

CHAPTER 228 - THE WORLD OF THE LITTLE HOLY MAIDEN (5)

CHAPTER 229 - THE WORLD OF THE LITTLE HOLY MAIDEN (6)

CHAPTER 230 - THE WORLD OF THE LITTLE HOLY MAIDEN (VII)

CHAPTER 231 - THE WORLD OF THE LITTLE HOLY MAIDEN (8)

CHAPTER 232 - THE WORLD OF THE LITTLE HOLY MAIDEN (9)

CHAPTER 233 - THE WORLD OF THE LITTLE HOLY MAIDEN (X)

CHAPTER 234 - YIN CLEARING WOOD

CHAPTER 235 - VAGINOSIS

CHAPTER 236 - HALF STEP MORE

CHAPTER 237 - THE SUN IN BLOOMING

CHAPTER 238 - UNTITLED

CHAPTER 239 - TROUBLE

CHAPTER 240 - PRICELESS PRICES

CHAPTER 241 - IT'S GOING TO BE A MESS

CHAPTER 242 - CONFUSION OF CLUES

CHAPTER 243 - LITTLE SECRET

CHAPTER 244 - DISCOVER LARGE SECTIONS

CHAPTER 245 - NINE CORPSES WELCOME

CHAPTER 246 - WAS IT AN ILLUSION OR A LOSS?

CHAPTER 247 - SAVE LIVES WITH FLOWERS

CHAPTER 248 - YUAN IS AN OLD FRIEND

CHAPTER 249 - CORPSE TIDE

CHAPTER 250 - CAVE NOCTURNAL WORDS

CHAPTER 251 - ZHAO QIJIU'S INNER DEMONS

CHAPTER 252 - ONE WITH TWO CHAPTERS: KNOWLEDGE AND UNAWARENESS

CHAPTER 253 - DRAGON BLOOD AND TWO CHAPTERS CONVERGENCE

CHAPTER 254 - THE MATTERS OF THE WUZHONG WERE ONE IN TWO CHAPTERS!

CHAPTER 255 - ZHAO QIJIU'S STUBBORNNESS

CHAPTER 256 - PROFIT

CHAPTER 257 - SLIGHTLY MISERABLE

CHAPTER 258 - WHY NOT

CHAPTER 259 - SECRETS AND GU BECOME ONE

CHAPTER 260 - A PROTRACTED STRUGGLE

CHAPTER 261 - UNEXPECTED DISCOVERY

CHAPTER 262 - I HAVE A REQUEST FOR YOU

CHAPTER 263 - TWO CHAPTERS IN ONE

CHAPTER 264 - FENG SHUI IS NOT THAT

CHAPTER 265 - MAGIC PESTLE

CHAPTER 266 - SEE BIG CHAPTER

CHAPTER 267 - GRANNY

CHAPTER 268 - BLOODY

CHAPTER 269 - GO AHEAD

CHAPTER 270 - JUVENILE INTERCALATED SOIL

CHAPTER 271 - UNEXPECTED PROBLEM

CHAPTER 272 - THIS IS STATIC, THIS BASE

CHAPTER 273 - CHAOS SIGN

CHAPTER 274 - ANCIENT GOATSKIN SCROLL

CHAPTER 275 - IN THE EARLY SPRING IN THE MOUNTAINS, BIG THINGS DO SMALL THINGS?

CHAPTER 276 - IN THE EVENT OF AN ACCIDENT, CALL IT A SORROWFUL COLOUR

CHAPTER 277 - LACK OF SOME SPICES, A LITTLE BIT OF HEAT

CHAPTER 278 - IF YOU DON'T ASK WHO DIES, THEN ASK HOW?

CHAPTER 279 - IT IS A CHILD'S HEART TO BE IGNORANT OF ALL CALCULATION AND NEGLECT

CHAPTER 280 - INSIDE THE BAMBOO HOUSE IN THE VALLEY, THERE WAS A LITTLE BUSINESS

CHAPTER 281 - FAKE IS TRUE AND FALSE

CHAPTER 282 - A PIECE OF RED APRICOT CAME OUT OF THE WALL

CHAPTER 283 - 'SHATTER IT! '

CHAPTER 284 - KEEP SMASHING

CHAPTER 285 - YOU THINK YOU'RE DEAD? THEN YOU'RE WRONG

CHAPTER 286 - SMOTHERING POT HELL

CHAPTER 287 - THERE BE NO GOOD MAN IN FRONT OF THE MIRROR

CHAPTER 288 - IT WAS ANOTHER NAMEPLATE …

CHAPTER 289 - DRAGON GU

CHAPTER 290 - POT

CHAPTER 291 - AN OLD MAN WHO WILL EVENTUALLY DIE

CHAPTER 292 - PARTURIENT

CHAPTER 293 - ONE BREATH OF MUNDANE TURBID AIR

CHAPTER 294 - IT'S NONE OF MY BUSINESS

CHAPTER 295 - THE MATTER OUTSIDE THE MOUNTAIN

CHAPTER 296 - TIME TO GO BACK

CHAPTER 297 - METOCLOPRAMIDE

CHAPTER 298 - EVERY FAMILY MEMBER HAS THEIR OWN PROBLEMS

CHAPTER 299 - WOMAN

CHAPTER 300 - A SMALL MATTER OF EMERALD

CHAPTER 201 - CHENGDU AT NIGHT

It was said that people who left their hometowns, especially in a country thousands of miles away, would naturally be even more despicable. However, no matter how despicable others are, you cannot be despicable yourself. Thus, in many cases, retreating would not solve everything. At appropriate times, you should still be a bit more forceful.

Although we Chinese are basically all good, but there are all kinds of birds in the forest, and the occasional mouse poop that appears can be considered normal, so towards Zheng Wuxie's reaction, I really admire it.

After glaring at each other for a while, the flags stopped beating. We didn't cause too much trouble, so we just ate and drank. Unknowingly, we arrived at the bus stop. Furthermore, it's better to be in time than to be in time. There are only two trips to the Chengdu a day, and we just happened to catch one.

After buying the tickets, the people on the bus weren't all that crowded. However, while sitting on the bus, it was still not as comfortable as sitting on his own car.

I've heard that in the southern coastal provinces, there are already many private car rental companies. I don't know when such companies will be able to become popular in central and western China, where economic growth is relatively lower.

I also thought about driving straight back and forth from Chang An, but the road is really too far, and only Zheng Wuxie and I can drive, I really felt that it was a bit hard to arrange. Furthermore, once we entered the seedling border, the deeper we go, the harder it would be to go, if something were to happen to us while we were in a trance, it would really be a loss.

Having someone to accompany us along the way, it wasn't lonely at all, especially with this Zheng Wuxie who was a person who talked a lot of nonsense. On the way, it was even less depressing, but even so, it was only when it was almost four in the morning on the second day that we crossed the city wall and entered the Chengdu. It was nearly three hours later than he had expected. He had encountered all sorts of dirty things along the way. The car broke down midway, and they had to deal with it for a long time.

Where is the Prime Minister's ancestral hall to be found? Reflecting green grass from the spring color, the oriole in the leaf-separated air. In the cold starlight at night, he didn't know where Zheng Wuxie got so much energy, but he even dragged out a few words. From what he could see this time, he actually had a bit of ink in his stomach.

This is the Imperial City! Hurry, we will go to Wu Hou Shrine to pay our respects, we have heard of his great name for a long time. Zheng Wuxie sighed as he spoke, as if he truly admired and adored Wu Hou the most.

Although they have only interacted for a short time, but because of that special feeling, I think that people are usually very accurate. Furthermore, I have the confidence that not many people can escape from my eyes, this Zheng Wuxie shouldn't be that kind of person with faith! If a person had faith, regardless of whether it was his usual style or his eyes, he shouldn't be like that. So I asked, Wu Xie, since when did you start worshipping the Marquis of Ge Wu?

I've always admired you, but you just didn't know. Zheng Wuxie said loudly and handed me a cigarette. I never thought that this guy would have a crush on Su Yan, it's just that how could such a big and tall man like him like something so exquisite.

It doesn't matter if you believe it or not, I don't believe it! I lit a cigarette, shook my head, then looked at Fan Cunhu and asked: Cun Hu, do you believe me? Fan Cunhu did not reply, he only smiled and shook his head. Along the way, I bickered with Zheng Wuxie, but Fan Cunhu kept his mouth shut, not participating at all.

Zheng Wuxie panicked a little, as if to prove that he truly admired the Wu Hou, so he opened his eyes wide, looking at the passengers who were scattered around him, who seemed to be waiting for him on the spot, and said to me: If you don't believe me, you can ask the Brother Zhou. He admires the Wu Hou quite a lot. Zheng Qiqiao, you can insult me, but you can't insult my lack of faith. Zheng Wuxie said his last sentence confidently and righteously.

The corner of my mouth twitched, you worship the Wu Hou with the Zhou Lao Er? He had even specifically studied information on Marquis Wu? You brat, how much clearer are you on what to do in Zhou Lao Er than me? Can you tell me now that you are researching information on the Marquis? He truly did worship this great wise man. He reckoned that if he knew in the underworld that his followers would always want to visit the underground to admire their departed appearances, he would be moved to tears.

Trust your ass! When you see your faith, don't say that it's your faith without crying. It's not a disgrace. I can't even bring myself to say that I know you. " I looked at Zheng Wuxie in annoyance. I kept having the feeling that in some aspects, he seemed to be similar to Wang Xu.

Then what if I cry? Zheng Wuxie became excited, he looked as if he wanted to gamble on me.

First tell me what if you don't cry! If you want me to take the bait, you are still too young. If you really want to cry, who wouldn't cry? Even if you don't cry, won't I smoke it with an onion?! Ever since I thought about the bad guys in Su San's Kindling, I felt that, right now, with so many Zheng Clan bloodlines, other than my major chamber bloodline, which still maintains the character of a good person, the rest of them are not very pure.

Look at Zheng Wuxie, what a naive name, what a name filled with spirit energy, but Zheng Wuxie had actually ruined his name. Every time he thought about it, he couldn't help but sigh. Society has harmed the child, this child is now full of energy began to harm society.

Zheng Wuxie thought for a while, then said with a serious face: I swear to the stars, if I can't cry like that, I will do so with your surname! What do you think? This oath must be pretty vicious, why don't you show some sincerity?

Get lost! I jokingly scolded, If you have Cun Hu's surname, you can consider it.

Zheng Wuxie was annoyed. He yawned and looked at the stars in the sky: I'm so tired that I can't sleep well on the carriage. This is, after all, a famous Jinguang City, so hurry up and find a place to rest, I really can't take it anymore.

In the middle of the night, there was no one to ask for directions. Although the Chengdu was considered famous, but compared to Chang An, the Chengdu didn't have as much nightlife. Fortunately, not far from the train station, there was a hotel standing upright.

After opening three rooms, it was probably because the Pu Dao hilt on Fan Cunhu's back was too conspicuous, so the little sister at the front desk looked at the three of us vigilantly. Even the two security guards at the hotel were eyeing the three of us covetously. He had met with a few small troubles, but when he came out, he had already prepared all his documents, so he was finally able to take a break.

The Yin energy in this hotel is very heavy. When I entered, I looked around and saw the feng shui. This used to be a graveyard, so there must have been a few tombs that had not been moved away during the reconstruction. So, it's best to be more careful when you sleep at night. Zheng Wuxie whispered to us mysteriously. I rolled my eyes at him and said: Do you think you're a god? There are a lot of places like this. "

Ha! You wouldn't believe me even if I told you! Zheng Wuxie was very dissatisfied with my suspicions. He called out the little sister who brought us to her room and asked, Little sister, have you been working here for a long time?"

She turned her head to look at Zheng Wuxie, then smiled and said: Yeah, it's been three years. We've been working here since the establishment of the hotel, is there a problem with you?

Hehe! Then let me ask you something. Zheng Wuxie laughed innocently twice, but on his face, such a smile did not seem to match with his smile at all, it really does have a bit of the look of a wolf grandma. Was your hotel a graveyard before? And it's an unmarked cemetery. "

The younger sister's expression immediately became anxious. She became slightly flustered and at the same time warned him, Guest, who told you? Nothing! This used to be a wasteland, but there's no burial ground, so don't say random things. "

Although this little sister who was leading the way, denied it with all her might, but the expression on her face had already explained the situation, I couldn't help but click my tongue in shock, this Zheng Wuxie's eyes are really poisonous, even if Zhao QIu was here, he wouldn't have this kind of vision. He probably cultivates the kind of Feng Shui which is used to search for dragon points.

Zheng Wuxie laughed and said: I heard about it from the bystanders at the door, and felt that it was quite novel, I didn't expect it to be fake.

The little sister also breathed a sigh of relief. Perhaps she felt that her previous performance had been too nervous, so she pretended to be light and said, There was originally nothing, but everyone just spread false rumors. This kind of thing, it's fine to just listen to it, but definitely not take it seriously.

Mhmm! That's right, I think so too. What kind of society is it now, who would be so superstitious! " Zheng Wuxie liked to talk to girls, especially this little sister who was leading the way. Sis Chuan's voice was in itself a form of pleasurable enjoyment. Regardless of whether they were willing to admit it or not, at least on this point, the women who spoke the dialect of Great Qin's lands always felt that there was something wrong with it.

In the future, it will be difficult to get a girl from Bashu. Eh, oh, oh. The Dao of Shu is more difficult than the blue sky. Zheng Wuxie said another sentence. The little sister covered her mouth and laughed lightly, saying, How can you speak so exaggeratedly?"

CHAPTER 202 - SMALL RESIDENT WU HOU SHRINE

It was unknown if it was because of Zheng Wuxie's mysterious words, that caused them to have a dream while lying on the bed, or if there were two children playing hide and seek, only that they seemed to have had enough fun and wanted to go out to take a breather, but were trapped by something in that place.

One child said to the other, Don't worry, we'll wait. They won't be in our way for long. We'll be able to get out soon. As expected, the other child also calmed down.

The sun rose high in the sky. Zheng Wuxie was knocking on my door, urging me to go to Wu Hou Shrine quickly. He didn't expect this fellow to be so earnest. He thought that the other party was just speaking casually.

Naturally, I didn't push him away. It was so easy for me to come out. If I were to come and go in a hurry, it would seem too boring. The last time he went to Egypt, it was because he was in a hurry to bring those things back. Of course, the potential danger was much greater than last time. However, there was no way to avoid being anxious.

The Wu Hou Shrine of the Chengdu was famous for a long time, it was established around AD 233 and has been famous for about a thousand and eight hundred years.

The current Wu Hou Shrine had built a majestic red brick structure with green tiles, preserving its original flavor to a great extent. Of course, it was unknown how big of a difference there was between the Wu Hou Shrine and when it was first built. In the vicissitudes of time, the Wu Hou Shrine had experienced many hardships. After being destroyed and rebuilt a few times, every reconstruction would leave a strong aura of the dynasty.

The grand and imposing signboard was placed on a red stone pillar in front of the main entrance, and behind it was an antique building. From the main hall to the countless side rooms, the red wall paths led in a winding manner, not like a memorial, but more like crossing time and entering the mansion of an ancient noble king.

Speaking of which, the Wu Hou Shrine first appeared on our Great Qin's land. It's just that the place called 'Little Jiang Nan' did not actually make the Wu Hou Shrine one, but was actually one of the great and brilliant places on the Chengdu's side. However, when he stood in front of the three ultimate monoliths, he could feel a wave of ancient Qi rushing towards his face. This thing, was truly a historical treasure that had been left behind for too many years, and was also known as the Wu Hou Shrine. Otherwise, in an ordinary place, they would not be able to withstand the impact of the Qi from the three ultimate monoliths.

Hearing my words, Zheng Wuxie curled his lips, and said: When I go out, I don't even dare to tell my friends that there's a Wu Hou Shrine. Why can't turn out like this? I don't even need to talk about those grandsons. They're useless, they're purely disgracing Great Qin!

He helplessly looked at Zheng Wuxie. Towards this fellow, who could grab onto a few lines of writing but seemed to be ignorant of certain things, what could I say? What else could I say!? The reason why the Chengdu s could become like this was definitely very deep. Only, I know that if Zheng Wuxie were to hear about this, he would either not understand it, or even if he could understand it, he would have to be reasonable, so I decided to just shut my mouth and not say it.

The aura here is really weird, but … It feels pretty good. Fan Cunhu was still carrying the Pu Dao on his back, but at this moment, the sharpness in his eyes slowly faded and became an indistinct gentleness. This was not only hard to see on him, it was also practically never seen before.

Looking at Fan Cunhu, I laughed: Not bad, not bad, looks like you have some achievements in the temple, at least your spiritual force is much stronger than before. A few days ago, I came here to show my effort and send Fan Cunhu to White Horse Temple. This was simply a wise and wise decision, but look at how a fellow with a brain full of muscles came to realize it.

Fan Cunhu's expression turned bitter, he looked at me and said, Zheng, it definitely has nothing to do with the temple. Every day when I listen to them chanting, my head will explode. Especially the fast food... I don't feel full every day.

Pitiful child, go and sue Zheng Qiqiao, sue him for abusing children. Zheng Wuxie was immediately happy, he talked and ate with Fan Cunhu countless times on the way here, but this time he finally had the feeling of revenge, that kind of arrogant attitude made people want to beat him up.

Fan Cunhu brought out his specialty. He did not accept Zheng Wuxie's words and only scratched his head and laughed. Zheng Wuxie immediately lost his temper. This thing was probably called 'one thing goes against one thing'. No matter how cocky you were, it would be useless if you met someone who didn't want to pick on you.

Where to first? Marquis Hall or Profound De Hall? I asked Zheng Wuxie. Since he said that he wanted to come over, I naturally had to take care of him, since my feelings towards this place were average.

Huiling has been entered and exited eight hundred times already. What's the use of going to the Mystic De Palace! Zheng Wuxie waved his hand and said: Take a spin around the Martial Marquis Palace, burn incense for the Martial Marquis and then leave.

The corner of my mouth twitched, I could roughly guess what Zheng Wuxie was thinking. He's really a weirdo, so weirdo that I have nothing to say.

As expected, it wasn't too far from my expectations. Zheng Wuxie respectfully lit an incense in front of the Wu Hou and muttered some words.

Lord Marquis, there's something I need to discuss with you. Please tell me where you're buried so that I can kowtow a few times in front of your grave. I admire you so much. You must ask your dreams to tell me. Thank you, thank you. "

I was wondering if Marquis Wu would strangle you tonight. After exiting the Martial Marquis Palace, I spoke to Zheng Wuxie viciously. This guy is too immoral. It's not like you've been trying to take his grave for a day or two, but now you dare to openly ask this big shot for his address. You can be shameless, but you can't be shameless.

I can't wait for him to come find me, let me explain to you, Qi Qiao, when people die, this place doesn't look too bright. Zheng Wuxie used his finger to poke his head, causing me to not know whether to laugh or cry. At this time, a cold wind blew from the Martial Marquis Palace, sending chills down one's spine. Looking back, one could see that the incense that had just been stuck in had been broken at the waist.

You just don't have the guts to speak up! I looked at Zheng Wuxie and scolded him. Zheng Wuxie laughed, then said: That mispronouncement, perhaps this is a coincidence. I'm afraid that the quality of the incense is not good, aiya! These days, the price is getting higher and higher and you even dare to fake this kind of thing that is used as a sacrifice to the dead. This is truly bad for your merits and you are not afraid of being struck by lightning."

I thought to myself, then why did you and the rest of the Zhou Lao Er guys specially escape to the ancestral grave? If you don't get struck by lightning, then that would be equivalent to picking up your life and getting lucky.

Not a single place that had experienced so many vicissitudes of life was simple, especially for such domineering items like the Three Ultimate Heavenly Stele, they were actually all suppressed to the point of being overbearing. This further explained the various extraordinary aspects of the Martial Noble Temple in the Chengdu. Presumably, there was some other mystery involved.

The Marquis Temple is right next to Huiling, which was personally decided by Marquis Wu at that time. Zheng Wuxie, don't say that I didn't remind you, even if you have some skill, do you think you would dare to go against Marquis Wu in terms of metaphysics?

Zheng Wuxie slapped his head, and said: Pah, I forgot about that. I'll remember it next time, I'll definitely remember it.

I don't care too much about what Zheng Wuxie is planning in his heart. I'm not his parents, and furthermore, this fellow has the heart of a monkey under his open face. I don't believe that he would forget something so obvious.

Outside of the Wu Hou Shrine, under the grand signboard, I looked at Zheng Wuxie who was deep in thought, and said: Alright, now that the Wu Hou Shrine is here, you take Wu Hou as your disciple, and we have truly stepped on the side of the seedling border, let's think about what to do next.

Zheng Wuxie courteously waved his hand and said, What did I come here for, isn't it to help you settle these matters! Alright, let's go buy something first and come with me."

Buy something? Although there are some questions, I still decided to speak with Zheng Wuxie as we walked. Although this person is a little unreliable, he did come to help me this time, and if even Peach Blossom Nanny says that she is relieved when she sees Zheng Wuxie, then she is really fine.

You have to buy something, or else do you think you're going to play! Zheng Wuxie said: We need to visit one person, that is an old man from the seedling border Tribe in the Hundred Thousand Mountain Range, and is currently residing in Rong City. Say, let's pay a visit to an old man. Can we not bring some things!?

Oh, Zheng Wuxie, I never realised that your popularity is so great? You know an old man, and he's going to go against the heavens. 90% of the seniors in the past were intelligent existences, especially those from the seedling border s that Zheng Wuxie had mentioned. This kind of old man is probably already living under the sun. In my experience, unless I meet a rival, if I want this kind of old man to say something, I really need to borrow Li Taibai's classic words.

Zheng Wuxie was unexpectedly modest for once, he had let go of this chance to act dumb, and honestly told me: That is not someone I can get to know, but my mother seems to be related to that tribe, and the one who brought you here this time was also the one who asked me to bring you to that old man for help.

Auntie must have thought of him as a great person. Wuxie, when I get back, I'll go to your house and thank you. This is already the second time Auntie has helped me. I said this very sincerely, as I did indeed feel a bit grateful towards Zheng Wuxie's mother.

CHAPTER 203 - CRUISING ELDER

Together with Zheng Wuxie, they went to buy some things that could be bought from other people, and after hearing that the old man liked to play with calligraphy and paintings, they worked even harder and found an antique shop to draw some antique calligraphy and paintings. Of course, the owner of the antique shop didn't have a good expression, but I was elated to the extreme.

The old man's name was Liu, and he lived in the Marquis District of Chengdu, which was not too far away from the Wu Hou Shrine. The name of the man was similar to that of Egypt, which consisted of three syllables, but in the opposite order of names to that of the Egyptians. Thus, Miao Renlong was a person with no surname. When addressing someone by their first name, they would only be able to address them by their real names and would not be able to call them by their full names, especially when addressing them to their elders.

The Marquis District, a relatively remote village. The structure of the brick house was a bit out of place with the prosperity of the Chengdu.

It should be here. Zheng Wuxie held an address in his hand and compared it with before standing in front of a small courtyard's gate. As he spoke, he knocked on the door.

The door was ajar, and with a bit of force, it opened a crack. With a creak, Zheng Wuxie stuck his head in.

Excuse me, is anyone here? He asked loudly, but no one paid any attention to him, not a single sound came from the inside.

Is anyone there? Zheng Wuxie asked again. Just like before, there was still no one around.

Wuxie, did you go the wrong way? I asked Zheng Wuxie. Look at the address again. "

Zheng Wuxie looked again and again, and then said with certainty: That's right, this is the place. Excuse me... Come in, come in. There's an old man in the courtyard, why didn't you see him earlier? I had already slowly gotten used to Zheng Wuxie, so after hearing his words, I didn't look down on him or feel surprised. Instead, I followed behind him with a calm expression and entered the courtyard.

The yard was very clean, the porcelain floor was swept almost spotless, and there were many flowers and grasses placed around. In the middle was an undergrown tree about the height of a person, and at this time, little thumb-sized, round leaves began to appear on the tree.

The old man was lying on a deck chair in the yard. He was wearing thick clothes and holding a teapot in his hand. He was swaying beside the fragrant tree. The sun was shining on him, casting his shadow on the ground.

Old man, may I ask if you are Old Yi? Cautiously approaching, we realized that the old man's eyes were closed. From the moment we entered to the moment we arrived at his side, his movements hadn't changed at all. He only shook his head slowly without raising his eyes.

It was probably because I had heard Old Yi call him Elder Yi. The old man slowly opened his eyes, causing my heart to thump loudly. What kind of eyes were those? They were so dirty, as if they hid all the filth in the world.

Not only me, Zheng Wuxie was also obviously shocked by these eyes. His recovery rate was not as good as mine, and he actually showed a bit of it on his face. At this time, the old man was looking at him, and noticed that he had a strange expression.

Which family did you come find me for, child? He didn't know how old this Old Yi was, but his voice was filled with a sense of dejection, as if he could vanish into thin air at any moment.

Zheng Wuxie was rare and respectful, just like when he was at the Purple Tong Courtyard. Just like when he saw the Peach Blossom Nanny, he quickly adjusted his expression and slightly bowed towards the old man as he said: Elder Yi, I am Zheng Bidong's son. It was mother who asked me to come find you.

Zheng Batian … The rocking chair under the old man slowly stopped. He drank a mouthful of tea, and when he opened his eyes once again, they flashed with a bright light. That kid from the Wang family, ever since your father disappeared, he didn't pay any attention to this old man, and now he wants you to find me … I'm afraid that something has happened, is she not afraid that I won't help her? "

Zheng Wuxie probably didn't know much about the matters of the previous generation, so he scratched his head in embarrassment. This did indeed learn a whole lot about Fan Cunhu's movements. Mother said that as long as I stand here, you will definitely agree to any request.

Oh? You're a junior, and your mother is only a junior. Where did she get the confidence to say such words?

The old man's fingers drummed on the arm of his chair rhythmically. He seemed to be thinking about and recalling something. The filth in his eyes gradually dissipated and was replaced with a bit of nostalgia.

Um, Old Yi, I already said it, please don't be angry. Zheng Wuxie looked at the old man sitting on the chair, and the old man nodded his head as if there was nothing that he couldn't do. There's no need for me to get angry at a junior like you. "

Mother said … Since I am Zheng Bikong's son, you will definitely agree to my request, even if … If I want your life, you will give it to me. Zheng Wuxie said with caution, but the words that came out caused my eyelids to jump, these words, aren't they a little too overbearing, even if it was just for recuperation, facing a junior speaking so arrogantly, my heart would still feel uncomfortable.

However, the old man was not angry, and there was no change in his expression. Even the tapping of his fingers on the armrest of the chair remained the same, unchanging even in the slightest.

After a few seconds of silence, the atmosphere seemed to suddenly freeze. It was as if time had stopped, and the old man finally spoke. What a good 'cause you're Zheng Bikong's son, that kid from the Wang family. It's been decades and he's still so domineering. Little fellow, are you here to take this old man's life? "

Zheng Wuxie immediately laughed, this guy was the typical shameless scoundrel who would hit a snake while it was still a stick. He raised the fruit in his hand and said: Elder Yi, you must be joking, if I wanted your life, then I wouldn't have brought a fruit gift but a knife.

The old man looked at Fan Cunhu, who was not very eye-catching, and said: Didn't you bring the blade as well?

Zheng Wuxie was still smiling, he said to the old man: I brought the blade just in case, otherwise what if I run into a small dog, I have to prepare myself. That old man from China said that you have to grab both of your hands, both of your hands are going to be hard.

From the start, I had felt that this Zheng Wuxie was definitely not simple. It's not because of his status as the Zheng Clan's Thirteen Room, but because he was able to be called a brother with the Zhou Lao Er. I know that person from the Zhou Lao Er, not just anyone can call a demonic black lotus Brother Zhou when it has eyes high up in the sky.

But previously, he only felt that Zheng Wuxie was not as simple as he appeared on the surface, but now, he actually felt that he had an unfathomable aura. He truly respected the old man, so much so that he could bluntly tell the old man that he was prepared to take his life. This was most likely Zheng Wuxie's type of courtesy. Ordinary people would not be able to learn it even if they did not have a law.

Did your mother ever tell you that you're very similar to Zheng Bie Gong? The corners of the old man's mouth curled into a smile, but within this smile seemed to hide many unknown stories of bitterness.

Zheng Wuxie shook his head and said to Fan Cunhu: Cun Hu, find a few chairs here. He then looked at Old Man Shan and said, Mother didn't tell me this. She often said that Big Brother was very similar to father. Regardless of whether it is my personality or the calm personality, I am much more like a father to you than him.

The old man shook his head and said, Calm down … That's not the way your Zheng Family does things. Even if one or two of them appear, it's not the way Zheng Bidong does things. With that, Old Man Shan changed the subject of his words and said, Speak, why did your mother ask you to come find me? To think that you would bring a blade to meet me.

Looks like Fan Cunhu is really sharp, this old man could actually feel the blade intent from his body. I was secretly pleased with myself, but suddenly, my eyes landed on the handle of the Pu Dao on Fan Cunhu's back. Damn, the old man couldn't be talking about the blade on Fan Cunhu's body, right?

This sudden discovery made my heart twist into a knot of hemp. How awkward could that be? Especially since the old man was so ambiguous with his words. If you were talking about the path that Fan Cunhu walked on, then it can be said that you actually asked your friend to bring a blade to see me. Why do you have to directly say that you even brought a blade to see me?

Fan Cunhu didn't seem to have any feelings towards this. He took three stools and sat beside me, silent as a monk. He didn't seem to have any problem with the old man's problem, so I was even more conflicted. It seemed like being a monk for a few days was quite useful. At the very least, his mental strength and willpower had increased by quite a bit.

Facing the old man's question, the tactful Zheng Wuxie remained silent. After thinking for a long while, he stared at the old man's face and said: I want to look for the White Seedling Tribe.

There are a lot of White Seedling Tribe here, and there aren't many black seedlings in the Hundred Thousand Mountain Range. As long as I meet any tribes that are generally white seedlings, I will say that there are a lot of them. The old man looked at Zheng Wuxie and smiled gently, but the filthiness in his eyes matched with such a foolish and wise smile, gave off a very evil feeling.

Old Yi, you know that I'm not talking about such an ordinary White Seedling Tribe! I am looking for the White Miao Sect, the tribe with the Gu King. Zheng Wuxie looked at Elder Shan seriously. He was telling him that he was not joking with him.

Hearing this question, Elder Sui's eyebrows finally furrowed. What do you want from them! "

As he spoke, he shook his head. Furthermore, the White Miao Sect is very secretive, and I don't know much about them. Even if I wanted to help you, I wouldn't be able to. "

CHAPTER 204 - OUT OF THE PIT

However, how much credibility did the words of this slouching old man have?

Regardless of whether the old man himself believed it or not, Zheng Wuxie did not. He looked at the old man, and for the first time, a look of genuine anger appeared on his face. Old Yi, I respect you for being an old man. Mother said that you would definitely help me, so don't make it difficult for me.

The old man slowly closed his eyes, and his fingers stopped tapping. Did your mother tell you if I wasn't busy? "

I brought fruit and calligraphy to see you. You said it yourself, I also brought a knife. Zheng Wuxie squinted his eyes. To be honest, the way he squinted his eyes was the same as mine, if I guessed right, it was a sign of danger.

The girl from the Wang family. Mm? Old Man Shan, who had his eyes closed, shook his head. The reclining chair started to slowly sway again. However there are many things that are more valuable than life in this world, if you want to take them you can.

Zheng Wuxie became silent, he looked at the old man and said nothing for a long time.

Wuxie, forget it. We'll think of a way ourselves. Zheng Wuxie was helping me, but right now, he seemed to be in a dilemma, so I broke the silence with my words.

Zheng Wuxie shook his head. Qi Qiao, I'm fine. I'm just thinking about what Elder Shan is thinking right now. " Zheng Wuxie looked at Elder Yi, then stood up and placed his bench on the side of the old reclining chair, and then placed the fruit following painting that he had been carrying in his hand on the chair.

Old Yi. Zheng Wuxie looked at the old man and bowed deeply, repeating the same sentence. Mother told me to come visit you. She told me to tell you that I am Zheng Bikong's son. She also told me to tell you that it is time for you to pay your debt.

The old man's movements suddenly stopped. He stopped all of a sudden, and the deck chair also slowly shook and became still again. By the time it was completely quiet, it was as if the only sounds in the courtyard were the breathing of the few of us.

The old man slowly opened his turbid eyes and looked deeply at Zheng Wuxie, as if he wanted to deeply brand's appearance into his mind. After looking for a while, he let out a deep sigh.

Move further west, then enter the mountain. After the old man said this, all the energy in his body seemed to have been sucked out. He looked even older than before as if he would die at any moment.

Please enlighten me, Elder Sui. Zheng Wuxie was still bent over. He was not satisfied with the old man's answer, but the old man still did not say a word the entire time.

Old man Sui, please enlighten me! Zheng Wuxie said stubbornly, the old man should not have refused. After a while, he said: You can go.

After saying that, a few seconds later, Zheng Wuxie slowly straightened his body. He looked deeply at the old man and said: Thank you, Old Man Yi. The old man didn't reply. He didn't even seem to bother opening his eyes. The fruit and calligraphy paintings are right next to you. After all, it's just a show of appreciation. Zheng Wuxie glanced at me, then looked at Fan Cunhu, before gesturing towards Old Yi with a hand gesture to kill.

Fan Cunhu glanced at me depressingly. He didn't quite understand what Zheng Wuxie was doing, but I had expected him to do so. He had long since heard that the White Miao tribe had a powerful calling power, which could make countless people risk their lives to protect its information. However, even though he had heard it, he still felt shocked by the scene in front of him today.

Seeing Zheng Wuxie's resolute expression, I nodded towards him.

Elder Sui, please rest well. We will be disturbing you. Junior will take his leave! " Zheng Wuxie patted me, and we retreated two steps, while Fan Cunhu took out a small dagger and slashed across the old man's neck.

The old man did not open his eyes, or rather, he did not intend to open his eyes again, as if everything was within his expectations. As for the old man who had his neck slashed by the dagger, after his life ended, there was no pain on his face at all. There was even an expression of relief.

Zheng Wuxie immediately pulled out a carrier pigeon from the cage in the courtyard and broke its neck. The white pigeon that should have represented peace and tranquility turned into a corpse and peacefully lay on the old man's dead body.

Old Yi, I forgot to tell you, I found the Feng Shui Dragon Veins of the White Seedling Tribe. If anything goes wrong with this matter, I will break that dragon vein. I believe Black Seedling and the others will be happy to see this happen.

Clank!

As soon as Zheng Wuxie finished speaking, the purple sand teapot in the old man's hands broke into pieces, as if responding to Zheng Wuxie's words, but also containing a bit of anger.

Are you angry? But didn't you also say that I'm very similar to my dad?" Zheng Wuxie was startled, he looked at the old man's corpse, his face had an unexplainable expression. Old Man Shan had only met him once, but he was Zheng Biquan's son.

Isn't the price for helping me too high? I looked at Zheng Wuxie, the carrier pigeon he broke his neck had a bamboo tube, the slip of paper inside had already been taken out, on it there was a single word: Avoid it for now.

I have no doubt that as soon as we leave, the carrier pigeon at the back of our feet will spread its wings and fly straight to the White Miao Tribe to report to them.

Do you think I want to, but it's not just to help you, it's that he has to die, whether or not there's a carrier pigeon.

And because of what? Fan Cunhu had already dealt with the bloodstains on the dagger. Zheng Wuxie took out a small porcelain bottle and poured some black granules onto the corpse of the old man. The black granules seemed to have come to life. They began to madly surge more and more, and the old man's corpse began to rapidly melt.

This is the Corpse Dissolving Gu, I got it from the Brother Zhou. It's simply a must for travel and killing people. Zheng Wuxie blinked, there was no burden on him at all, and he became the Zheng Wuxie from before.

Patting my shoulder, Zheng Wuxie said: It's fine, there's no need for too much pressure. When I made a request that he was not willing to help me, he was already a dead man. This was what my mother told me when I came out. When this person gets old, he always wants to do something dangerous, and can't help but get rid of it.

Zheng Wuxie, I feel like I've been pulled into a huge pit by you. Tell me honestly, what are you planning to do by following me out this time?! Hearing Zheng Wuxie's words, I felt that something was wrong, but what was wrong? What was wrong? No matter how I thought about it, I couldn't think of any reason. There were too many things that I didn't know, but I had this kind of intuition. This feeling was really terrible.

Zheng Wuxie laughed, then said to me: How could I drag you into such a huge pit, do you think I'm that kind of person?! I've really come to help you, it's just that I've been looking for something to do along the way!

Piss off! It would be wiser if I believed your words! You still haven't dragged me into the pit, why didn't you explain the situation to me before coming here! The old man's corpse had been completely melted, and even the blood that flowed out had been completely melted away by the black substance. After dealing with the corpses on the ground, it began to quickly devour each other, and then it became less and less. Finally, all that was left was a thumb-sized Gu worm that was the size of a Golden Bull. However, it was also dead, and it had been blown to death.

The world of Gu worms was fierce, and this scene made people uncomfortable, but it happened right in front of their eyes.

Don't ask me, I don't know why either. It's just that my mom told me when I came over, so I did. Actually, I really don't know anything about this old man's relationship with my family. My mom usually doesn't tell me about this." I suspiciously looked at Zheng Wuxie, and in the end, my eyes had no choice but to turn to another place. This guy didn't want to leak anything related to him at all, but I knew that he definitely knew of many things, and was just unwilling to say them.

If you don't want to tell me, then forget it. I'll look for him myself! I was furious, damn it, I didn't believe that I would be kept in the dark for the rest of my life. I don't know if it was my misconception this time, but the moment I stepped onto the Chengdu, I felt as if there was a large piece of black mist pouncing towards me, as if it was going to engulf me forever.

Really, I really didn't want to cheat you or drag you along to jump into the pit together with me. Zheng Wuxie started to put on airs again, but the words that came out from his mouth made me want to catch him and beat him up. This is because we are already in the same pit, whether we can climb up or not will all depend on our own abilities. "

F * ck! How did we end up in a pit! I yelled at Zheng Wuxie in dissatisfaction, and Zheng Wuxie said loudly: Haven't you discovered, that being born in the Zheng Clan is actually a pit. However, you'll find that it's actually quite fun later on. It's much more fun than living a normal life. "

I fell silent, then shook my head. Maybe Zheng Wuxie was right, the Zheng Family was a huge pit in itself, I originally didn't have to jump in, and my father's concealment made me never really jump in.

But no one can say. When I insisted on restoring the Zheng family's glory, or the Zheng family's past glory, I was already standing beside this huge pit.

And now, just as Zheng Wuxie had said, we were already trapped in a pit. But when did I jump into this pit? I don't quite understand. Was it when grandfather handed me a large group of Adhesive Red Object before he left? Or was it when I was supporting the Zheng Clan's ancient path in Weicheng? Perhaps, when he entered the mountains with Zhao QIjiu … I can't imagine.

CHAPTER 205 - MOUNTAIN ENTERING

One dead was actually nothing. It was just one dead person.

I had a dim view of the lives of others, especially of an old man who had never interacted with me at all. Originally, I thought that he was an old man whose reputation was worthy of respect. If it was me, I might sigh with emotion, but listening to the meaning behind Zheng Wuxie's words, I don't think that he is.

So since Zheng Wuxie thinks that it's nothing, then I think that it's even more so.

What are you doing? Seeing Zheng Wuxie lighting a red candle on the reclining chair, I was a little curious.

Zheng Wuxie said: If he dies, I can send him on his way, but of course I can also send him to hell with a kick.

You're so bad. Zheng Wuxie's face flushed red. This was the first time after bickering with me for such a long time that I managed to defeat him.

Gently we came, gently we went again, waving our daggers, not taking a cloud with us.

The road to the west of Chengdu was very hard to tread. Although it was hard to walk, we still had to walk. Thus, we quickly arrived at the lush and verdant mountains.

The Ba Shu region had many Immortal mountains, and Immortal mountains weren't something which mortals could easily climb. Although he felt that compared to the Great Qin, where the five mountains were the most dangerous, the steepness of the road was still far off. However, there were fewer people walking on the rugged path, so the road was not that obvious.

Fan Cunhu, on the other hand, was born in a great mountain, so he could always find a way out from among all the clues when there was practically no path in front of him.

Of course, we are not aimlessly walking. Zheng Wuxie is very powerful, especially when it comes to the Dragon Searching Point. As a result, he observed the mountain from a very far distance and quickly pointed out a direction. He said that if he followed that direction, he would definitely be able to find a very large seedling tribe.

Just now, the Ba Shu Country had many immortal mountains, and the Immortal Mountain was not named because it did not have an old immortal god. For example, the Green Pine Mountain in the east of Weicheng was said to have an old immortal god in the Green Pine Monastery, so many old people knew about the existence of that mountain.

However, an immortal mountain was an immortal mountain. Even if there were no deities, there were many capable people. Because they were touched by the immortal energy of the old deities that had existed here before, they acted like deities.

I always thought that the Dragon Searching Point Technique could only be used to search for tombs or underground palaces. Wu Xie, you are really something, to actually be able to use this to search for the seedling.

It was hard to walk on the road, but it was pleasant to walk in the mountains. After all, it was a beautiful scenery. No matter how bad one's mood was, staying here for a long time, it would naturally change to a spring breeze.

Why is it an ox? Zheng Wuxie asked, and then continued: This method might not work anywhere else, but the mountains at this side of the land of Shu will definitely work, this is something countless of seniors have tried to test.

Why? Could it be that all the people in this Immortal Mountain are stunned by the immortal energy? If that wasn't the case, how was it possible to find their gathering place by searching for the dead? It was impossible for such a situation to occur in Great Qin or even in many places in China, unless it was a coincidence. After all, this was a taboo.

Even if it didn't really affect anything, it would still make people feel uncomfortable when connected to the dead.

If they're all dumb, then we're all idiots. Zheng Wuxie was a little helpless. They are not only not stupid, they are also the second smartest person in China.

Along the way without incident, Zheng Wuxie kept telling me a lot. He said that in the mountains of Sichuan, people fought with nature the most. Thus, since ancient times, they had naturally developed some special abilities.

The reason why they were able to find those large clans with the method of searching for dragon points was because those who could become large clans were all outstanding victors who had fought against nature. Their special geographical environment had given them a special idea, and those large clans that had multiplied to this day were all great fighters who had fought against nature through the power of nature.

Settling in the natural land of Feng Shui, which was formed in the Hundred Thousand Mountain Range, was the magic treasure they used to defeat nature. After nourishing themselves with Feng Shui, their destiny became stronger and stronger over a long period of time. Although it only affected a tiny bit of everyone, it was still enough for countless people to gather.

Those gathering areas of those large clans … even if the mud flows were to rush down from above, they would circle around them.

But how long do we have to walk? The sky was getting dark. Not to mention the large tribes, even until now, there hadn't been a single soul to be seen besides the three of us.

Soon, my calculations are definitely correct. I must be heading in this direction! Zheng Wuxie spoke with determination. On the way, he wrote three talismans with cinnabar, telling us to put them in our pockets, saying that they could protect us from evil spirits and avoid some of the headache-inducing things in the mountains. I asked him why he didn't use his own blood. He looked at me like I was an idiot and didn't say anything.

Fan Cunhu and I believed Zheng Wuxie's judgement. We continued to walk forward, from the sky until night, ignoring Fan Cunhu's strong opposition. We turned on our flashlights and continued to walk. By about ten o'clock in the evening, my legs felt as heavy as lead, and no matter how much air flowed through my body, there was no sign of relief from the exhaustion.

How far is it? I felt that the plum blossoms had come from the bitter cold, so I didn't complain. Instead, I spoke to Zheng Wuxie with an extremely calm tone. Zheng Wuxie shone his light all around, but in the dense forest, what could he see?

It should be soon. My judgement is pretty accurate, believe me. Zheng Wuxie was a little unsure now, his face a little pale. He was trying his best to move forward, but at the turn of the mountain road, even we ourselves did not know how deep they had gone. However, I still believed in Zheng Wuxie's judgement.

But I feel like I can't walk anymore. Cun Hu also said that walking in the mountains at night is too dangerous. This is the truth, I feel that it's not shameful if I say it out loud. Although a man cannot say it out loud, but at this moment, it's obvious that Zheng Wuxie is the worst.

Zheng Wuxie thought for a while, then told me, Then we can rest here for the night. I actually feel quite tired.

We can't stay here any longer. , who had always been silent, shook his head once again, other than protesting against our conversation on the night path. There's no rest here, it's too dangerous. "

Then where should we rest? I shone the flashlight around us. Some of the glowing eyes hung upside down from the trees to watch us, and to our left, not far away, seemed to be the cliff face. Even though I didn't have much experience surviving in the mountains, I was aware that this place wasn't safe.

Or we can go back now and find a place where we can spend the night. Or we can go on ahead. According to the terrain like this, there should be somewhere not far ahead where we can rest."

Fan Cunhu doesn't know how to find the dragon point, but with our experience in living in this mountain, Zheng Wuxie and I can't even catch up. So, I very democratically agreed with Fan Cunhu's suggestion, and then asked Zheng Wuxie. Wu Xie, you can choose to take care of this. Should we continue walking forward or go back for a while? "

Zheng Wuxie thought for a while, then said with a wise and farsighted voice: "I think the best way is to go back for a bit. After all, there really is a