Deviant Immortal of Uncanny Dao

Bai Lingmiao followed Li Huowang's side, rushing along the road silently, taking out a handkerchief from time to time to wipe the sweat of herself and Li Huowang.

Now that the dog days are getting closer and closer, the weather is starting to get hot and dry, and even in the morning when the sun is not bright, the body will be sweating constantly.

After wiping off the sweat again, Bai Lingmiao thought for a while, and then suggested to Li Huowang, "Senior Brother Li, it's too hot in the afternoon, why don't we take a break in the afternoon and get up early tomorrow morning."

"Well." Li Huowang took out the map from the carriage and looked again.

They are still in the territory of Siqi Kingdom, and the original map is not thrown away, but it can still be used.

"I won't eat at noon today, hurry up, there is a village in front of me, I will go there for the night today."

As soon as they heard that there was a bed to sleep in, everyone suddenly became energetic, and the pace under their feet quickened.

After walking for another hour, when everyone who walked had their mouths dry, they finally saw the fields that had been developed by the roadside.

Behind the field, there is a large black tile house connected together, and the village has arrived.

"You see that there are still flowers on the edge of the field. The flowers are really red."

Bai Lingmiao, with joy in her eyes, was about to go to pick it, but was grabbed by Li Huowang.

"Don't go, that flower is not right."

Li Huowang watched vigilantly at the large flowers that were rolled back and unfolded, and the edges shrunken slightly.

"This is the other side flower."

Although I don't know who said it, in Li Huowang's memory, this flower seems to be a bit evil.

As soon as Li Huowang said these words, he was a little cold, and everyone looked blank, not knowing what the other party meant.

"Haha, you're not as good as me, you're wrong,"

A hearty child's voice sounded from the side.

When everyone heard the sound, they saw a bare-footed boy laughing with a bamboo basket taller than him, who seemed to be only seven or eight years old.

"This is not the other side flower. Let me tell you, it's called crab flower. My mother said that this kind of flower cannot be fed to pigs. Pigs will have stomach pains and lose fat easily."

The boy stretched out his hand and took out a sickle from the basket behind him, and cut a few crab flowers at will.

Judging from his dismissive appearance, it is obvious that he is often seen, and it is estimated that he is a person living in this village.

Li Huowang thought for a while and then walked over, "Child, what are you doing here?"

"Fighting hogweed, there are two pigs in my family! Every day I eat hogweed, how many pigs do you have in your family?"

When he learned that there were no pigs in Li Huowang's family, he couldn't stop laughing. "Haha! Your family is really poor, and it's not even richer than ours."

"Yes, my family is very poor. Does your family live here? Can you take us to see it?"

"Okay!" The child walked towards the village with Li Huowang and others without any scheming.

"By the way, are you still fighting?"

"There's a war? There's no war. The third uncle who was recruited to be a soldier has returned."

"Oh, that's a good thing, it's better not to fight."

Such a simple child, everything he knew was quickly ripped off by Li Huowang's clichés.

This village is called Qianjia Village, with a total of several hundred people, no big or small.

The people in the village cultivate the fields in summer, and go to the nearby woods in winter to make a living.

In Siqi, there are many such mountain villages, and there is nothing special about this kind of village. Generally speaking, this kind of village is relatively exclusive, but under the offensive of copper coins, Li Huowang finally stayed in the child's house temporarily.

In an old guest room, two heavy swords were placed on the table, and Li Huowang instantly felt a lot more relaxed.

Just as he was about to unload the "Da Gan Lu" from his waist with his hands, he felt an empty space.

Only then did Li Huowang realize that his "Daqianlu" was useless during the previous battle.

"Hey." To be honest, Li Huowang was still a little regretful.

Although Daganlu is expensive, it does not require practice or practice.

As long as the corresponding price can be paid, the corresponding ability can be obtained.

Without it, I can deal with the trouble myself, and now I can only rely on the sword sent by Shitai.

"By the way, there is also this thing." Li Huowang took out the "Huobao Zhenjing" wrapped in white wax and studied it carefully.

There are gains and losses, this thing is still very unfamiliar, and it takes a lot of practice...

As long as you practice it, you will have a life-saving means in your hand.

Bai Lingmiao, who came in with a plate of roasted sweet potatoes, saw the focused back, and withdrew lightly.

At the door, she held the plate of roasted sweet potatoes and thought for a while, then a hint of joy appeared on her face, and walked towards her and Xiaoman's house. "Sister Xiaoman, do you want to eat the freshly baked sweet potatoes?"

However, as soon as Bai Lingmiao was in the room, she saw Chun Xiaoman, covering her stomach and vomiting at the spittoon.

She turned pale in shock, put down the sweet potato, walked over and patted her on the back for a while before Chun Xiaoman regained her strength and sat on the edge of the bed, clutching her neck and gasping for breath.

"Sister Xiaoman? Did you eat the wrong thing? No, everyone eats in the same pot. Why are you okay and others okay?"

Xiaoman shook his head. "It's okay, I guess I kicked the quilt last night and got a hot wind and cold."

"But when I slept with you, you never kicked the quilt."

Seeing the doubts in Bai Lingmiao's eyes, Chun Xiaoman said quickly, "Sister, go to the kitchen and help me cook some **** soup. I beg you, it's really uncomfortable."

"OK then."

Chun Xiaoman breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Bai Lingmiao turned back and left.

Then she lifted the quilt on the bed~www.wuxiamtl.com~ A blood-red bamboo slip appeared in front of her instantly.

"Daqianlu This is what Chun Xiaoman found in that cave and hid it secretly.

Having seen Senior Brother Li use it many times, Chun Xiaoman already understood what it meant.

However, she obviously overestimated her ability to bear, thinking of the **** and terrifying rituals recorded.

"vomit!"

At this moment, she finally understood what Senior Brother Li had paid for and how much he had paid.

However, after vomiting, Chun Xiaoman gritted his teeth again and continued to watch.

Compared with these tortures, Chun Xiaoman cared more about owing others favors.

She was not reconciled. Every time there was a problem, Senior Brother Li would go up to it, showing that she was very useless.

Since killing his father, Chun Xiaoman has made up his mind that he will never be a waste.

"Senior Brother Li, hold on, I can hold on too!" Chun Xiaoman grabbed the "Daqianlu" with both hands and looked at it with gnashing teeth.

At this time, Bai Lingmiao, who was cooking **** tea in the kitchen, looked at the firewood in the stove with a sad face.

"It's all vomited like that, and it's been weird recently, shouldn't it be really happy?"

"Brother Li is impossible, I sleep with him every day."

"Who would it be? Gouwa's? Gao Zhijian's? Or Sun Baolu? But when will Sister Xiaoman follow?"

Bai Lingmiao's legs were together, and there was a hint of crimson on her face.

But after being shy, Bai Lingmiao was very worried about her sister's situation.

If this long-distance traveler is really pregnant, I am afraid it will be difficult to travel.

Just when she was worried, she suddenly felt someone standing behind her.

Smelling the same body fragrance as her own, Bai Lingmiao frowned, "What's wrong?"

Behind her, Er Shen Hong hijab shook slightly. "Bring your drums, there is work in the village."