This arrogant man who was standing on a bottle gourd was called Daoist Half Gourd. As a loose cultivator, it was rare for him to be able to reach the Fourth Stage.
Daoist Half Gourd knew the difficulties of being a loose cultivator. Without the support of a sect, the further one advanced, the more resources they would need. He felt that the burden was getting bigger and bigger.
Therefore, he tried every possible way to become friends with Branch Leader Jing Mo.
The process of becoming friends with Jing Mo was really a painful memory.
With Branch Leader Jing Mo's explosive personality, no one knew when he would suddenly go crazy and beat someone up.
In order to gain the friendship of Branch Leader Jing Mo, Daoist Half Gourd had to be careful when Jing Mo went crazy and beat someone up. He had to let Jing Mo beat him up to his heart's content, and at the same time, he had to retaliate and show that he wasn't a weakling.
Therefore, he had to fight with the crazy Jing Mo for hundreds of rounds every time. Then, the scene of him being defeated gradually appeared. He had to act out this scene dozens of times. It wasn't easy.
Fortunately, his hard work finally paid off. He and Branch Leader Jing Mo became good friends.
Because of his personality, it was hard for Jing Mo to make friends. Therefore, he especially cherished this' friend 'of his — although he would still beat him up when he went crazy.
But, when there were benefits, Branch Leader Jing Mo would always think of his' only 'friend.
Daoist Half Gourd had obtained a lot of benefits from the Limitless Demon Sect through his relationship with Branch Leader Jing Mo. Now, he just had to wait for the opportunity to become a Fifth Stage Spiritual Emperor. Then, he would have the opportunity to join the Limitless Demon Sect and even become a branch leader!
The reason why Daoist Half Gourd came this time was to be at Branch Leader Jing Mo's beck and call, deepening the friendship between them.
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Senior Brother Three Realms sent Song Shuhang to a deserted corner of the village and put him down.
"Shuhang, I'll take my leave first. I've gotten so many Reiki, I can't wait to go all out. "Senior Brother Three Realms smiled at Song Shuhang.
"I wish you success, Senior Brother." Song Shuhang smiled and waved his hand.
Senior Brother Three Realms put his palms together and bowed towards Song Shuhang.
With a whoosh, he disappeared into the horizon.
Song Shuhang walked towards Tubo's grandpa's house with a suitcase and a big parcel in his hands.
"At a time like this, it would be great if I had a spatial ring or a storage bag," Song Shuhang muttered.
However, he was just fantasizing about it. One had to know that Apothecary said that even if he added up all his assets, he still wouldn't be able to exchange for a spatial ring. Unless he was extremely lucky, he wouldn't be able to get that kind of high-level equipment.
After all, he wasn't Senior White who could do whatever he wanted.
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Song Shuhang placed the box and herbs at the back of the hatchback after returning to Tubo's grandfather's house.
It was just that the hatchback was very small, and it was very inconvenient to put things in.
Sigh, if I had known earlier, I would have asked Senior Brother Three Realms to help me cast an illusion technique on these things to conceal them. Or, he could drive a three-compartment van over. Hopefully, nothing happened to the things in the car …
After locking the car, Song Shuhang prepared to enter the house.
At this moment, Tubo, his grandfather, and Li Yangde, who were dressed in light clothing, came out of the house with a few baskets in their hands.
"Hey, Shuhang, you're back." Tubo laughed when he saw Song Shuhang, "I was just about to call you. We were about to go up the mountain to pick some bayberries. Let's go together."
"Okay, let's go together!" Song Shuhang laughed.
"Do you want to change your clothes? There are a lot of mosquitoes on the mountain. "Tubo asked.
"No need, I'm not that delicate." Song Shuhang chuckled — he still had the 'Soul Binding Ice Bead' on his body. Ordinary mosquitoes wouldn't dare to approach his body. If they were really unafraid of death, they would immediately be killed by the coldness of the Soul Binding Ice Bead.
"Then let's go!" Tubo and Li Yangde excitedly led the way while Song Shuhang followed behind them.
After walking for a while, Tubo's grandfather intentionally slowed down his pace and walked side by side with Song Shuhang.
He seemed to want to say something.
"Grandpa, do you have something to say to me?" Song Shuhang asked with a smile.
"Shuhang, I just want to ask, do you have a good relationship with that little girl who came with you last time? When are you going to bring her over to play? "Tubo's grandfather tried his best to sound natural.
Song Shuhang blinked his eyes and said, "Yes, that little girl has some matters to attend to recently. She can't go out for a while."
If Miss Jouko Hagi was invited to go out to play, she would definitely be more than happy to do so. It's just that she's currently 'synchronizing' with Reiki and is still in seclusion.
Tubo's grandfather's face slightly twitched as he sighed in disappointment.
After a while, he asked again, "Then, Shuhang, do you have a way to contact her and describe the situation in the village to her? Then ask her to give us some advice from afar? "
The main reason was that the people in the village were really at their wits' end … They couldn't find the cause of their weakness no matter how hard they tried. Moreover, there were so many strange things happening in the village that they were all panicking. Those who didn't believe in ghosts and gods had a strange feeling in their hearts.
Song Shuhang gently shook his head — — because there was no need to do so. The ghosts in the village had already been dealt with.
Tubo's grandfather sighed in disappointment again. Finally, he looked at Song Shuhang and asked, "Shuhang, do you have a way to solve the problem in the village?"
"Grandpa, I'm not good at this." Song Shuhang replied.
Tubo's grandfather was thoroughly disappointed.
Song Shuhang couldn't bear to see him like this. After thinking for a while, he said softly, "But Grandpa, what if the illness is only temporary? Maybe it will get better in a few days? "
"It will get better in a few days?" Tubo's grandfather was stunned.
Tubo's grandfather suddenly remembered that not long ago, his body had turned cold for a split second and then quickly recovered. His heart was suddenly filled with hope.
He secretly nodded and said, "I hope so."
After a while, he quietly asked, "Shuhang, do ghosts really exist in this world?"
"They exist if you believe them, and they don't exist if you don't believe them." Song Shuhang replied. He didn't have any intention of bringing Tubo's grandfather into the 'world of cultivators'. He naturally couldn't reveal too much about the world of cultivators, lest he got involved in a quarrel.
"It doesn't matter if there are ghosts or not. But with your words, I feel much more relaxed." Tubo's grandfather chuckled.
After that, Tubo's grandfather brought the three young fellows to his bayberry forest.
Perhaps it was really Song Shuhang's consolation? It worked. Tubo's grandfather felt that the weakness in his body had greatly faded, and his whole body was full of energy.
Finally, the four of them returned with a full load.
* * * * * *
Late at night.
After Song Shuhang finished meditating, he got up and went to the window, looking at the starry sky above his head.
Outside the house, there was no sound. Only a few houses were still lit. This place was far away from the city, so it wasn't as noisy as the city. The quietness was comforting.
"I can't sleep." Song Shuhang sighed and took out a list.
At the bottom of the list was a message from Senior White: Shuhang Little Friend, I wish you a smooth trip to J City. At the same time, I wish you a smooth trip to J City!
While he was meditating, he suddenly remembered Senior White's blessing when he recalled his harvest for the day.
Just like Senior White's blessing, his trip to J City was so smooth that it made one's hair stand on end.
Whatever he lacked, he got it! When he needed help, Senior Three Realms would come to him and help him take away the resentful ghost. When he needed techniques, Senior Three Realms would give him a supplementary technique for body tempering.
At the same time, just like Senior White's message, he successfully obtained the ingredients for the Qi and Blood Pill, and a lot of them.
Thinking back, he felt that his luck today was amazing. Could it be Senior White's blessing?
Was it possible that Senior White's luck wasn't limited to himself? Could it affect others according to his will?
If it really was Senior White's blessing … then he had to be careful. Senior White's luck was the type that 'riches are found in danger'.
Now that the riches were in his hands, where was the danger?
Could it be a natural disaster? For example, a meteorite suddenly fell from the sky and hit him half to death while he was sleeping?
Or was it a man-made disaster? For example, a powerful cultivator suddenly got involved in a fight and hit him half to death?
The more he thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong.
He kept feeling that danger was approaching him!
As time passed, this sense of danger became stronger and stronger, making it impossible for him to calm down.
If there was really a danger … he couldn't drag Tubo's grandfather and his family into it!
Every cultivator had to believe in their own intuition — it was better to believe in danger than not!
Song Shuhang thought about it and put the car keys on the table.
Then, he put the list away.
Then, he took the talisman, the disposable flying sword, the artifact weapon Broken Tyrant, Doudou's dog fur, and other items with him.
He gently opened the window and used the 《Virtuous Man's Ten Thousand Mile Walk》. With a light leap, he disappeared into the night.
After landing lightly, he ran forward until he reached the Altar Master's original base.
There was a huge empty space under the stone wall.
This place was backed by the cemetery, so no one would come here at night.
If a meteorite really fell from the sky, this place would have the least impact on the village. And if a battle between cultivators happened, this would be a good place.
As he thought about it, the sense of danger in his heart became heavier and heavier.
Song Shuhang held Doudou's dog fur and the armor talisman in one hand and the sword talisman in the other. He looked around vigilantly, as well as the sky.
In the sky … there really was something hurtling towards him at high speed!
However, it wasn't a meteorite.
It was a huge wine red gourd that emitted the luster of an artifact.
From the looks of it, it was a man-made disaster?
"Armor!" Song Shuhang immediately activated the armor talisman. A layer of faint golden light enveloped his entire body.
At the same time, Doudou's dog fur seemed to have a mind of its own. It floated out of his hand and expanded. In the blink of an eye, the dog fur turned into a mighty big Pekingese.
It looked exactly like Doudou, but this big Pekingese was slightly weaker. It should be one of Doudou's clones.
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