But Dingdang's uncomfortable feeling only lasted for a moment. After a while, Lu Chen laughed and waved his hand, saying, "Spirit stones are common, but a beauty like you is not. Now that I have the chance to get intimate with you, I can't let go of this opportunity."
Dingdang's face reddened, and she rolled her eyes at him before turning around to leave.
Lu Chen watched as she walked back to the house in the distance, then turned around and continued walking forward. When he reached the large locust tree, he saw that the old fisherman named Old Yu was still sitting under the tree, fishing. It was as if he was the only person in the entire village who didn't care about what happened outside.
However, at this time, other than the old fisherman, Old Ma was also standing behind Old Yu. He was looking at the clear stream in front of them and couldn't stop looking.
Lu Chen walked over and stood beside Old Ma, saying, "There are no fish in this stream."
Old Ma didn't seem surprised at his sudden appearance, instead, he pointed at the cracks between the pebbles in the clear stream and said seriously, "That's nonsense. Look, there are a lot of fish over there."
Lu Chen helplessly looked at the small greyish-black fish that were smaller than a finger and were swimming leisurely at this moment. He sighed and said, "I'm saying that there aren't any big fish in the water that Old Yu wants to catch."
Old Ma thought for a moment and said, "You're right."
…
The two of them walked side by side by the clear stream, feeling the spring breeze on their faces. As they walked, Old Ma suddenly said, "That woman named Dingdang, if she really gathered a thousand spirit stones and luckily passed the test of the Thousand Autumn Gate Immortal Mirror, and became a cultivator of the Thousand Autumn Gate, what do you think the first thing she would do?"
Lu Chen looked at the green mountains in the distance, a smile hanging on his lips, he said, "Oh, diligently cultivating in order to live forever?"
Old Ma glanced at him and said, "I think the first thing she would do after gaining cultivation is to sneak back here and kill the man she had a relationship with."
Lu Chen laughed and patted Old Ma's shoulder, "Old Ma, why are your thoughts so dark? She's a woman, she didn't do anything to you, why do you hate her so much? Moreover, for those things that have not happened, who can say for sure. If I were to say, maybe after Dingdang obtains the Dao, she will remember our old relationship and come back to help me cultivate on the mountain. What do you think? "Saying that, he could not help but laugh out loud.
Old Ma sneered and ignored him. He took a few more steps forward. Seeing that he had reached the fork in the road leading to the tavern, he suddenly said lightly, "You know I'm right."
Lu Chen's footsteps paused for a moment. He walked to the fork and turned to Old Ma and said with a smile, "It's getting late. You go back to your wine shop, I'm going home to sleep."
Old Ma stared at him and said, "You've seen more things than me, why do you turn a blind eye to it?"
Lu Chen's eyelids slightly drooped. After a moment of silence, he said, "I've seen a lot, so I want to look on the bright side. This way, at least I can live comfortably."
He shrugged his shoulders and said, "Otherwise, even if I live, it might be a life worse than death, so it's better to let myself be happy."
After speaking, Lu Chen laughed, looking cheerful and happy. He waved to Old Ma beside the spring breeze and under the green bamboo and peach blossoms, then turned and left.
Old Ma looked at his back and shook his head. His face gradually revealed some emotions, but he didn't say anything in the end.
After leaving Old Ma, Lu Chen walked along the Qingshui Stream all the way to the foot of the mountain. He could see a lonely straw hut built at the foot of the mountain. Further away was a deep green pond, which was the source of the Qingshui Stream.
At this moment, Lu Chen plucked a bamboo leaf from somewhere and chewed it in his mouth. The slightly bitter but refreshing taste stimulated his tongue as he walked leisurely towards the straw hut.
However, when he was about a hundred feet away from the straw hut, his body suddenly trembled and he suddenly staggered, looking like he almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, there was a peach tree by the side of the road. Lu Chen grabbed the trunk of the peach tree with such force that the peach tree trembled and countless pink petals fell, like a colorful and tempting spring rain.
Lu Chen suddenly opened his mouth, the muscles on his face contorted, looking like he was shouting loudly, like a beast roaring after it was injured. However, for some reason, even if he opened his mouth wide, strangely, not a single sound came out from his mouth.
Following that, his body started to tremble non-stop, as if at this moment, his entire body was enduring unimaginable pain.
Without any warning, in his pair of black eyes, two balls of flames suddenly ignited.
Black flames!
The black flames burned fiercely, just like that night!
The black flames suddenly appeared, burning in Lu Chen's eyes. Following that, everywhere on his body under his clothes, strange low and deep sounds seemed to come out at the same time, like the friction of bones, like the wailing of flesh and blood, making one's hair stand on end.
Lu Chen took a deep breath, clenched his teeth and then strode towards the straw hut at the foot of the mountain. His footsteps were a little unsteady, as if each step brought him great pain.
After just a few steps, one could vaguely see that on some parts of his body that were exposed, his face, neck and hands, strange black stripes faintly appeared, looking like patterns.
Like a burning flame.
Lu Chen panted, running with big strides, the straw hut in front was getting closer and closer, but the strange scene on his body seemed to be triggered at any moment.
Suddenly, on the skin on the back of his neck, a ball of strange black flames suddenly rushed out from under his skin, and then began to burn. In just a blink of an eye, the flesh and skin around the black flames were charred.
Lu Chen let out a low roar. His body trembled as if he was on the verge of collapsing. However, his courage and willpower came from an unknown source. Despite the excruciating pain of being burned by the black flames, he still forced himself to not collapse. Instead, he continued to run forward towards the grass hut. As if in that ordinary straw hut, there was a life-saving straw for him.
As time passed, Lu Chen's condition worsened with each passing moment. Black flames continued to erupt from every corner of his body. One moment it was on the back of his hand, the next moment it was on his chest, his back, his head, his thighs, his calves, and almost everywhere else. When Lu Chen rushed to the door of the thatched hut, it looked as if his entire body had been devoured by the black flames.
He pushed open the door of the hut and rushed in. The door was opened and then closed. He, who was in excruciating pain from being burned by the black fire, suddenly paused for a moment. Then, from somewhere above his head, an inconspicuous grey stalk of grass suddenly floated down.
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