The stalk of grass was reflected in his eyes that were occupied by the black flames. Lu Chen snorted, then quickly rushed to the only wooden bed in the house, and lay down on it.
The wooden bed looked very simple, but it was very flat, and there was a layer of bedding on it. It was unknown where Lu Chen pressed on the bed, but suddenly there was a muffled sound, and the entire bed flipped over, immediately sending Lu Chen under the bed. The thatched hut instantly became silent, empty, and there was no longer any sound.
While he was still flipping in midair, Lu Chen, who was already in extreme pain from being burned by the black flames, couldn't help but let out a low roar. When his vision turned black, his body began to involuntarily fall down, he suddenly slapped his right hand heavily on his chest.
There was no sound, no movement, that darkness seemed to not move at all, but the falling figure in the darkness, the body that was being burned by the black flames, suddenly disappeared.
Disappeared into thin air just like that!
… …
In the next moment, a gray light suddenly lit up in front of Lu Chen, and a moment later, his body heavily fell to the ground, making a muffled sound.
The black fire was still mercilessly burning his flesh and blood. His body was charred and cracked inch by inch, as if he was about to be burned into a pile of ashes. But at this moment, the place where he was standing had suddenly become a mysterious place that was no more than twenty feet in size and only a few feet in height.
This place was surrounded by incomparably thick wood that seemed to be connected together. The surface was overflowing with an ancient aura, mottled and visible, as if countless years had passed. At the same time, there was a misty green gas shrouding it, causing all the wood walls to look somewhat blurry, like an ancient tree hole.
And in this "tree hole", the ground was only about two zhang wide, and in the middle, there was a puddle that took up half of the space, the rest was solid ground. The water in that puddle was clear with a hint of green. It was motionless, and for a moment, it was impossible to see how deep it was. It was like a piece of sparkling and translucent jade. However, there seemed to be an extremely strong and fresh aura coming from that puddle of clear water.
At this moment, Lu Chen fell on the ground not far from the puddle, burned by the black flames, he didn't even have the strength to stand up, but lying on the ground, he still struggled with all his strength, and then his body rolled, rolling twice, and with a splash, he fell into that puddle of water.
"Hu!"
It was a strange sound, suddenly coming from his ears, as if he was isolated from everything in this world, as if he was the only person left in the entire world. The faint water waves shook intensely, countless large and small transparent bubbles floated in front of his eyes, a cool feeling from all directions close to his body, slowly suppressing the terrible burning feeling.
This puddle was much deeper than he had imagined, but the size was only so-so. Lu Chen couldn't even straighten his body in the water. He just curled up like a frightened child, hiding in this incomparably quiet water. He let the water flow and wash his body. It was like a gentle hand, comforting his scarred soul.
Even in the water, the black flames on Lu Chen's body still didn't extinguish, the black flames were still burning, but as if being suppressed by the strange vitality of this water, the black flames began to gradually wither, and then slowly retracted back into Lu Chen's skin, gradually becoming smaller and weaker, until it quietly disappeared from his body.
The water waves surrounded him, and then at a speed visible to the naked eye, the terrible wounds left by the black flames on Lu Chen's body, began to quickly recover. Very quickly, everything became as if nothing had happened, except for that extremely tired man.
He tightly curled up his body, hiding in the water, for a long time did not show his head, in this quiet water, his lips seemed to be slightly trembling.
He clenched his teeth, his face slightly twisted, his face filled with sorrow and pain, as if he wanted to cry, but also as if he was forcibly holding back, forcibly not making a sound.
He slowly raised his head, looking up from the water, in that rippling light, there was another blurry world, as if he could never see clearly, nor could he see the end.
… …
The next morning.
The moon set, the sun rose, when the sunlight once again fell on this quiet little village, just like in the past, the entire village seemed to suddenly wake up and become lively.
Lu Chen yawned as he walked out of his straw hut, carefully closed the wooden door, and then walked down the mountain to the village.
Old Yu once again sat under the large pagoda tree, fishing for the big fish that he seemed to never be able to find. People came and went in groups of twos and threes, laughing and chatting loudly. Most of the topics they talked about were the people from the Thousand-Autumn Sect who would be coming down to collect the spirit tea and spirit grains in a few days. There were also some bits and pieces of information about the massacre at the village entrance yesterday.
After listening for a while, Lu Chen felt a little bored, and he also felt a little hungry, so he habitually walked to the small tavern.
Although this time was a little later than yesterday, Old Ma clearly had no intention of opening the door for business, the tavern's door was still closed. However, to Lu Chen, this was of course not a problem. He walked over and knocked on the door twice, then laughed loudly, "Old Ma, open the door for business."
After a while, footsteps sounded from inside the house, and someone walked to the door and opened it with a creak, revealing Old Ma's slightly plump body.
Lu Chen smiled and patted Old Ma's shoulder, saying, "I'm hungry, cook something for me to eat." As he said this, he walked straight past Old Ma, but then he heard a light cough from Old Ma.
Lu Chen's eyes narrowed slightly, sweeping across the small tavern, and then he saw a figure sitting at a table in front of him, this early in the morning.
It was an old man who looked to be in his early fifties, with gray hair and a warm smile on his face, and even nodded when he saw Lu Chen.
Old Ma closed the door behind him, inserted the door bolt, then walked to Lu Chen's side and said softly, "Inspector Liu just arrived here this morning."
Lu Chen nodded, walked over and smiled at the old man, looking like they were actually very close, and he even patted the old man's shoulder, saying with a smile, "Old Man Liu, don't you come here once a year? I remember that the last time you came to Qingshuitang Village was only half a year ago. Why, do you miss me?"
"Hahahaha …" This old man with the surname Liu looked very amiable, and he smiled at Lu Chen, saying, "Little Lu, you really know how to joke, but this is a routine inspection under the orders of Hall Master Xue, so I came over to say hello to both of you."
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