Chapter 339: Ask White Tea (3)

The two and a donkey approached a small town built by the river. As night fell, the lights flickered in the town. Instead of illuminating the road ahead, the red lanterns hanging on both sides of the road gave rise to a hazy feeling.
Some rotten wood drifted over the river by the street from time to time.
There is a decadent smell.
The whole town is dark.
If it weren't for Li Fuyao to know that this is a demon land, I'm afraid he would treat this small town as a ghost domain.
Carrying a sword box, Li Fuyao stopped early and stood a hundred steps away from this small town. Originally, he felt that the construction style of this small town was not too far from the small towns south of the mountain and river.
After seeing it, I wanted to take a look, but looking at the current situation, Li Fuyao would rather take a detour than enter this small town.
When I came out of Baiyu Town, the first small town I passed through, Zhuyu Town, saw a female ghost there. Of course, it was because of Huang Jin who was going to Zhuyu Town to relatives, that Li Fuyao and Qinghuai turned back. To Zhuyu Town.
That was Li Fuyao's first shot since practicing sword, so I remember it clearly.
Thinking about it now, Huang Jin was just a scholar. In order to find the woman he liked, he dared to come to Juyu Town with a hatchet. If it wasn't for the locust tree, it would have become a pile of dead bones.
Although a bit reckless, Li Fuyao still had a good impression of Huang Jin.
Standing in place, Guanxi folded his hands together, whispered the Buddha's horn in a low voice, frowned and said, "Evil ghosts are indispensable in this place."
Li Fuyao's expression remained unchanged, but he just said, "Go around."
Guanxi shook his head, "The evil spirits can't hide."
Li Fuyao looked at Guanxi in surprise.
Guanxi looked calm, "Since I am a monk, I have to deal with such a thing, and if I hide, I can't calm down by meditation and chanting."
Li Fuyao thought about the scene of the meeting, and wondered whether you monk now wants to do something that saves the soul of death?
Guanxi strode towards the town. He didn't know Li Fuyao's thoughts. If he knew that he would sneer at him, it would be regarded as a super-saving soul that could be sent to the departed life. How could it not be when the soul flew away.
Seeing Guanxi strode into the town, Li Fuyao turned to go along the river with Feng Lu towards the outside of the town. From the bottom of my heart, Li Fuyao was unwilling to provoke anything, especially when the pair of swordsmen spoke extremely. In the bad evil land.
After Feng Lu returned to the Demon Land, I don’t know if it was because the Holy Pill’s medicinal power was almost completely absorbed or because he returned to the homeland. The spirit was much better than when he was in the mountains and rivers. Like before, I always sleep on my stomach.
Walking slowly along the river bank, Li Fuyao kicked Feng Lu's and asked softly, "What's going on in that small town?"
Since Feng Lu was acquainted with Qinghuai, he would naturally not be an ordinary demon cultivator, and he should know a lot about the strange things in the demon land.
Feng Lu raised his head and said sarcastically: "If there are monks over the mountains and rivers who make up their minds to take a crooked path, naturally there will be all kinds of methods that cannot be accepted in the world. Have you ever heard of monks' essence and blood?"
Li Fuyao raised his head, thinking about what the ancestor Xu Ji had said. As early as six thousand years ago, there were many different schools of monks among the mountains and rivers. There were many schools of monks in the mountains and rivers alone. The evil way, the reason is that their practice method is not like the Three Sects and the swordsman line only seeking oneself. On the contrary, it is more external.
Using the essence and blood of the other monks to make up is what the evil monks have always done.
Back then, in the mountains and rivers, I don't know how many people talked about evil monks and changed their colors.
Only after the decline of the swordsman and the dominance of the three religions, among the mountains and rivers, the evil masters have long been out of ten. Even if such things happen occasionally in the mountains and rivers, they can't make waves.
In Demon Land, there have always been many such things.
From the top, the Qingtian monarch is a tycoon, and the Baize clan is the meat in his mouth. In fact, it is no different from those evil monks who use the blood of the monks as supplements. From the bottom, the demon land has always been the weak and the strong. This kind of thing happens. , It was originally an ordinary thing.
Li Fuyao was silent. Since Feng Lu had spoken like this, it was equivalent to saying that the aborigines in that small town should have been killed by a certain demon repair.
After walking a few steps forward, Li Fuyao's expression gradually became serious.
Not far ahead, there is a dilapidated stone house.
Li Fuyao stopped again.
According to his current realm cultivation base, he naturally sensed that there was a monster in it.
In the demon land, demon aura can be seen everywhere, but this demon aura has a faint smell of corruption.
Some are different.
Feng Lu asked in a very soft voice: "Li Xiaozi, huh?"
Li Fuyao had already held Qingsi in his hand in a very short time. After stopping, Li Fuyao glanced at Feng Lu with complicated eyes.
The two held their breath.
Suddenly heard a sound of chewing.
Listening to the sound, it should be the sound of a certain beast tearing its flesh and bones.
The source of the sound is naturally the stone house.
When traveling abroad, the most important thing is to save your life first. Now that you are in the demon land, this is even more so. Li Fuyao believes that he is no match for the monster that can exterminate an entire town demon repair.
It was just inexplicably provoke these things, which made Li Fuyao a little bit distressed.
The hand holding the sword did not tremble, Li Fuyao stared at the stone house and slowly retreated.
With a click...
Some of this sound sounded like the sound of stepping on a tree branch, and some of it sounded like the sound of something being broken.
But what it actually is is not clear.
Only after the sound came out, Li Fuyao became vigilant!
A broken bone with flesh and blood shot out from the stone house.
Li Fuyao shot out the sword in an instant, Qing Si stopped the broken bone in a very short time, and swung out a sword, the sword qi leaked three or two points, and cut the broken bone.
After a sword, Li Fuyao didn't hesitate at all. He swept his whole body, and his figure flicked several feet to get a panoramic view of the stone house.
A sword was handed out, and a sword light was born in the night.
At the same time, the sword nineteen in the sword box disappeared into the night.
Li Fuyao is a masterpiece of blue silk sword body.
Sword Qi gushed out one after another.
An indifferent voice sounded from the stone room, "Swordsman?"
Then there was another sentence, "Damn it!"
In two words, the sword light had already reached the stone house.
Suddenly a strong wind blew up between heaven and earth.
Li Fu shook his brows and frowned, looking at the front, smelling the stench.
The stone house was overturned by the sword spirit, revealing a strong figure.
He was holding a stone axe and looking at Li Fuyao with big eyes, full of bloodthirsty killing intent.
Demon repairs are easy to kill, since ancient times.