Cultivation of Immortals Begins with Drilling Wood To Make Fire

  Chapter 375 [Homesickness]

   Speaking of this, Huang Peide was a little confused:

   "The world is so big, where can we go? Moreover, the children in the village have lived here for many years and have also operated for many years. It is difficult to leave this place, and they don't know people and things outside."

   "There were a few children in the village who went out to make a living before, but the distance is far away and communication is difficult, and they have rarely contacted each other, so they can't be counted on..."

   Huang Peide's previous handling method was just impulsive, and he didn't think through the whole situation thoroughly. It seems that if Fang Chang did not happen to come here, the Peach Blossom Village would not be able to avoid this disaster after all. After all, no matter which side wins, Peach Blossom Village lacks sufficient coping methods, and it will inevitably be annexed.

  So Fang Chang shook his head and said:

"Well, let me show you a way. Now the rebel army has a new look. They also know about cultivation and monsters. You can go and join them and do something for the rebel army. Not to mention losing your future, at least lose your life." There should be no major problems with safety."

  Then he took out a piece of paper, begged for a paper brush and wrote a letter, folded it into a paper airplane and flattened it:

"This letter and you, if there is no enemy coming again, everything will be fine. If there is any disagreement, you can go to the rebel army and hand this letter to Liu Yuande, Prime Minister Liu in the rebel army. He and I are old acquaintances, and we should understand Take you in."

  Huang Peide bowed to the bottom and said:

   "There are two hundred and thirty-one people in Taohua Village in the next generation, thank you Mr. Fang. We really can't repay Mr. Fang's kindness. In the future, we will give you orders, and we will never hesitate."

  Fang Chang waved his hand and said with a smile:

   "No need for this, I don't have anything to use you. Then live well, and everyone survives this disaster safely, which is the most important thing."

After finishing speaking, he declined Huang Peideyan's invitation to live in the village for a few more days so that he could entertain him well, saying that he had more important things to do in southern Xinjiang, bid farewell to the villagers of Taohua Village, left this peach forest, and started anew. Embarked on the road to the south.

The road is still full of winter scenes, although it is not as bleak as in the north, but the vegetation, bamboo and stones are dark and dim, but it is approaching the end of the year, and the people have been freed from the chaos, and the "new kings" are able to govern and provide relief. To celebrate.

  So they set aside enough reserves for the coming year. Although they didn't put up lanterns and festivities, they also started to prepare things for the twelfth lunar month.

   Fang Chang is not worried about whether the villagers of Taohua Village will be taken in if they are really retaliated against if they go to the rebel army.

  After all, no matter what you do, it is necessary to recognize who is a friend and who is an enemy, and then make more and more friends and fewer and fewer enemies.

  As a qualified prime minister, Liu Yuande must know this.

  For the rebels, or humans, a small group like Taohua Village, which has a gap with the enemy and has always been peaceful, is a friend even if it is not an ally, so it is natural to unite on its own side. Unity with the middle forces is a significant weakening of the enemy.

  It’s like the saying in the book of war, “Give food to the enemy, eat the enemy’s millet for one minute, and treat me for twenty minutes”, the truth is probably the same. Pulling the enemy's people who are going to expand to your side, even if you can't give your side more help, you can still destroy more enemies.

  ...

   A few days later.

  A few hundred miles to the west of Bayun Mountain, where Taohua Village is located, there is a beautiful hill, and there are many people here.

  There was a gentleman in brocade clothes standing on the side of a small mountain road, standing quietly with his hands behind his back, looking at the mountains, rivers and villages in the distance. There were a few handsome servants holding various utensils and standing there respectfully.

   "A great river and mountain, ha, a great river and mountain."

  The scholar in brocade clothes suddenly sneered, "It's a pity that it is not our great river and mountain, what a pity."

  The people standing around remained motionless like wooden stakes, which made the brocade scholar quite bored, so he could only look away. At this time, a figure trotted not far away, and when it got close, it immediately fell to the ground and saluted.

   "The Demon King."

   "What happened? Why are you a little panicked."

   "Something happened at Bayun Mountain."

"Oh?" The Jinyi Demon King rarely raised his interest, "Didn't they still send a message a few days ago, saying that things were going well there, and they asked for credit. Why did something happen? Let's be honest, what happened? "

"The subordinates don't know what happened, but it must not be a good thing. Because before they set off, they had agreed to communicate once every two days. If the news is interrupted, it must be counted according to the accident. After all, if you go deep into the enemy's territory, nothing will happen. Accident."

  The demon king frowned and said:

   "Things have to look bad. They may have really encountered bad things. You need to call the leaders of each cave immediately. You need a capable force to go and check, and you can't be sloppy."

"The rebel army is now in full swing, and has recruited many practitioners to form a 'devil extermination team' specifically for us. It caused us a lot of damage during the previous confrontation. It can be seen that there are many powerful people there, and we must not be underestimated. "

   Speaking of this, he burst into anger:

   "This group of human beings is really non-stop. The great cause was going well, but some kind of rebel army emerged, which made us suffer a lot of setbacks. Now they have occupied a huge territory and are recuperating. Maybe they will send troops to kill them at any time. Damn it!"

  The demon king in brocade clothes was very angry. He slammed his fist on the thick bamboo pole next to him, made a clicking sound, and said decisively at the same time:

   "If we want to reverse this unfavorable situation, we must take the initiative! Get into their stomachs, disturb them, and make them have no time to pay attention to other places. This is our chance!"

"Even if there are many casualties in this process, it is totally worth it. What we need now is time." He finally calmed down, and said to the subordinate who reported the letter: "Go, call all the cave masters immediately, and let them come to gather talents." hall discussion."

   "As ordered."

  The little demon who came to report the news quickly retreated, preparing to send someone with the token of the demon king to summon the cave masters in the nearby mountains.

   And the demon king in brocade clothes also turned around, and led the servants standing behind him, and walked towards the mountain in a chic manner.

  The bamboo spirit behind cried for a long time.

  It hurts too much, this guy is really strong, but in order to prevent exposure, Zhu Jing could only groan in his heart just now.

  After he came back from Bashu, he moved from the Central Plains to Jiangnan, hoping that the climate here is suitable and there are many of his kind so it would be easy to hide.

   No matter how good the hiding ability is, no matter how much hiding experience is, what is the use? There is no way to live in such a desolate place.

   have to move to another place.

  Bamboo Spirit suddenly missed Yunzhong Mountain, the place where he first grew up.

  He has had enough of the to-and-fro life. Even if someone was chopping bamboo there, he could still recognize himself, but at his current level, hiding was still a simple matter.

  Even if you are really unlucky, it doesn't seem unacceptable to fall in your hometown.

   It's better to go back, it's better to go back...

  He is homesick.

   Thank you book friends in Sichuan for your reward.

  (end of this chapter)