Chapter 25: The Forest Path
"Clank~" the long sword clashed with the Heavenly Book with an extremely ear-piercing friction sound, causing the others in the room to subconsciously cover their ears and take two steps back.
"Not even a mark was cut out, this sword of Chang Ming's doesn't work, isn't he a sword cultivator? This sword shouldn't be a mortal product." Li Huo Wang held up the sword and pondered for a few seconds before grabbing the hilt with both hands and swinging it round to slash heavily again.
After gritting his teeth and chopping several times in a row, the situation finally changed, but this change did not come from the so-called heavenly book, but the long sword in Li Huowang's hand.
"Clang ~" sound, the sword blade from the impact of the split in two, a good long sword into a broken sword.
Looking at the broken sword in his hand, Li HuoWang was a bit confused, the weapon that had just arrived in his hand was just gone.
Looking around, Li Huo Wang took a few quick steps and snatched the dead Chang Ren's sword from his hands. "Luckily there's a spare one."
"Sa-" Sheathing his longsword, Li Huowang thought about what to do next around that day's book.
He had originally planned to destroy this so-called Heavenly Book, but now it seemed that this Heavenly Book was really something, and it was hard to say that it wasn't a treasure.
Since he had already made up his mind not to give up on himself anymore, it was naturally impossible to casually discard something so valuable. "No matter what, take it first, or else take it to a pawn store for some money."
As for the unrealistic idea of becoming immortal by relying on this thing, Li Huowang completely discarded it, he had already seen what happened to the people who had tried it before, he didn't want to be the next one.
Li Huo-wang ate hard to hold up and weighed, the weight of this stone plate is far heavier than he imagined, but within the range of affordable.
After wrapping the slab in a cloth and carrying it towards his body, he said to the others waiting on the sidelines, "Let's go, let's get out of here."
The lamp oil was flung into this stinking cave of Danyangzi, and the tongues of fire spread along the lamp oil on the floor, igniting everything in the house that could be lit up, including Changming Changren and the Xuan Yuan on the floor.
The fire was so big that Li Huowang saw the scene in front of him and realized that human corpses are natural incendiaries.
They walked back the way they came while gradually lighting all the rooms on fire. The hot flames swayed and began to gradually unite, burning everything that could be burned within the Qingfeng Guan and smoldering everything that couldn't be burned here.
"Cough~" the smoke began to make the others cough, and everyone's pace began to quicken.
After three columns of incense, everyone stood under the sunlight, silently looking at the entrance of the Qingfeng Guan cave that was smoking outwards.
The smoke rolled and swung upwards, wrapping up all the darkness and evil in Qingfeng Guan and disappearing into the bright sky.
Tilting his head back, Li HuoWang once again laughed, carrying his longsword and slate on his back, he turned around and walked towards the forest path in the distance. "Let's go."
The others who were carrying the grain on their backs followed, without realizing it, Li Huowang had become their leader.
Looking at the forest path that was gradually approaching in the distance, Li Huowang's mood was no longer low at the moment.
"Ah, this place looks very peculiar, I don't know what kind of people and what kind of things I will encounter in the future, suddenly I am so looking forward to it."
With the sunlight shining on his face and inhaling the fresh air, his mood began to shift to the good side.
"Senior Brother Li, slow down, my eyes hurt."
Li Huowang turned his head to look, only to realize that Bai Lingmiao was covering her eyes in the sunlight.
He walked over and held her face to observe her carefully, and was surprised to find that he could see the blood vessels behind the eyeballs from the center of her eye pupils, and the pink color was the color of the dark red blood vessels when they were illuminated by the light.
"This ...... should be some kind of defect, right?" Li Huo Wang guessed in his heart.
He was not practicing medicine did not understand this, but he guessed some, because Li Huo Wang remembered those fortune-telling massages of old age albinism, the vast majority of them were blind.
It looked like this disease of Bai Lingmiao would make the eyes defective and much more fragile than the eyes of ordinary people.
This wouldn't do, Li Huo Wang cut a strip of cloth from the hem of his own green-colored Taoist robe and gently blindfolded Bai Lingmiao's eyes. "In the future, as long as it is out of the sun, you will be blindfolded."
"But ...... this way I can't see."
"It's okay, I'll pull you." Li Huowang grabbed Bai Lingmiao's soft right hand and led the others in a big rush toward the forest.
Bai Lingmiao staggered a few times before trotting after Li HuoWang.
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"Do-do-do-do-do~" the creased-faced Lu Zuoyuan took his dry pipe stem and banged it hard on the theater box.
After knocking out all the stuck black tobacco inside, he then pulled out new tobacco from his tobacco pouch and put it in, lighting it with a fire box.
After a beautiful smoke, he shouted to the forest in the direction of the horse's head: "Fine child, is it ready?"
"Almost there!" A teenager's response came from over there.
"Lazy donkey pulling a mill with a lot of shit, pulling a shit is still so slow, those who don't know still think that I'm treating you poorly and letting you eat Guanyin soil." Lu Zuoyuan choreographed his youngest son in dissatisfaction while smoking a dry cigarette.
His eyes moved towards the back of the car, looking towards the entire theater troupe that belonged to him on the forest path. In addition to a carriage pulling a box of costumes and musical instruments, there was also his eldest son's family of three.
In addition to a carriage pulling costumes and musical instrument boxes, there was also his eldest son's family of three, as well as two distant nephews that he had brought out from the village. Don't look at the small troupe, but this was the family's belongings that he had saved with great difficulty over the years.
It is by this small theater troupe, in this bad year, can let his whole family eat a full meal.
"Father, drink water and eat the bun." Lu Zhuren took the food and water gourd and handed it to his father.
"What are you eating, what are you eating when it's not time to eat! When the food is picked up for nothing? Do you know what the price of food is now? Your daughter is two years old, and you're still considered a baby doll! Why are you so ignorant?"
After being scolded, Mr. Lu didn't get annoyed, but smiled nervously and retreated, asking his daughter-in-law to put away the things in her hand.
"How's it going, you've been scolded again, haven't you? You're just a cheap bastard, looking for scolding." Luo Silk Flower put the food back in the car and teased her baby daughter sitting on the box with her finger again.
"Scolding twice won't lose a piece of meat, just scold, since mother died, father's temper is like this."
"Hey, Dangjia, what I told you last night, did you tell father or not?"
"Let's talk about it later, I haven't been able to make it lately, and father's hands are tight." As soon as this topic was brought up, Lü Juren's face became bitter.
"Tsk! Are your hands so tight that you don't even have the money to buy cloth for your granddaughter's clothes? She's wearing theater costumes now."
"Theater costumes... It's actually possible ......"
"Ahhhhh! Ghosts!!!" A terrified scream interrupted the conversation between the two couples, and caused the atmosphere of the entire theater troupe to tense up.
Not long after, the others saw that a bare-bottomed teenage boy crying and screaming rushed out from the forest and jumped into Scholar Lu's arms.
"Ghost what ghost! Where would a ghost come from in broad daylight! Hurry up and put your pants on!"
Although Lu Zuoyuan rebuked his youngest son, he still held Lu Xucai behind himself, gripping the tobacco stick in his hand tightly, his eyes vigilantly looking in the direction of the forest.
Shadows swayed inside, and it looked like someone was coming.
