So What If You’ve Been Reborn? Chapter 291: A windfall

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Pinch the crushed stones and sand with one hand, and carefully examine them in front of them.

The aura that destroyed it has long since dissipated, Zhao Weiyang slowly straightened up and looked up at the collapsed mountain road in front of him.

There is no grass on the rock wall. This is a rare sight in Yunzhou. It is humid, hot and rainy. Even if a stone is left in the wild for three months, it will be covered with moss, and it will be entangled in vines so that it cannot be seen.

After the valley collapsed, it became an unknown shape.

Those deep traces, imprinted on the rock wall, looked extremely shocking.

Zhao Weiyang skimmed up the rocks and wiped the marks with his fingers.

——The palm trembles unexpectedly. It is the Meridian Meridian that is irritated just because it is close to these sunken long marks.

"The fairy."

Zhao Weiyang murmured.

He has been in the immortal world for a hundred years, and he has seen how difficult it is for Xiaoxian who has just ascended.

Fortunately, there is no successor to Nanhezong. Many years later, Cui Shaoxin came out. Zhao Weiyang didn't need to do anything, and became a little real fairy. Not only the strength, but the vision is different from those of the little immortals. I have seen a fairy with good power, and I have also asked how to forge a fairy.

No one is in the immortal world, but also uses the magic weapon to bring the past.

This kind of fierceness that even the scars will last for a long time can only be done by fairy tools. It destroys and tears the basics of the existence of all things. This kind of effect above the heavens makes Zhao Weiyang clear at a glance .

His expression slowly became hard to look.

The fairy tools are not extinct in the mortal world, but the monks can't use such power. Among them, the most powerful one Zhao Weiyang has ever seen is the lock dragon pillar that Venerable Huanjian took out when he dealt with Yin Chen Boa. Zhao Weiyang looked at it from a distance and vaguely felt that it was a good fairy. In the hands of Venerable Huanjian, it is estimated that only Yinchen Python knows how powerful it is.

Now that Venerable Huanjian has fallen into a small world, when did such a powerful fairy artifact appear again in the mortal world?

Zhao Weiyang frowned and said nothing.

In his previous life, he had never been to Wanteng County, Yunzhou, in such a remote place, nor had he heard of Qiuzijing's messy things. Zhao Weiyang knows very well that if there is really an immortal artifact buried here, it is not uncommon for it to be stolen away by someone making a fortune silently in the previous life, or that no one has discovered it.

After pondering for a moment, Zhao Weiyang quietly left.

In Wanteng County, every family put talisman paper on doors and windows, and hung small bronze mirrors with peach wood branches.

Whenever they see a foreigner, they will show a vigilant look, staring at them unkindly, wishing them to leave quickly.

Of course, Zhao Weiyang didn't step into Wanteng County rashly.

Blacken the face, change into a set of coarse cloth clothes, carry a medicine basket and medicine hoe, and mix into a group of medicine gatherers who are wading through the mountains and rivers. Even if there are monks living in Wanteng County, it is difficult to find his trace.

In the past few years, Zhao Weiyang relied on these unsurprising means to hide from the eyes and ears of the cultivation world.

He wandered around in Wanteng County twice, and soon learned that six years ago, mountain bandits died in the city overnight. Some corpses were incomplete, and a group of outsiders also disappeared. After the gorge collapsed, Wanteng County talked about the demon well harming people. Those who have done bad things can't wait to pray with incense day and night.

Zhao Weiyang didn't find out anything useful, but met a weird person.

That was a young scribe in gray, with a thick layer of lead powder smeared on his face, painted like a ghost. If it weren’t for a few family members to follow, the people of Wanteng County who were suspicious of him might be caught Hit the stick as a ghost.

It is said that the literati and the younger brothers of the previous dynasty did have the habit of applying grease to their faces, but no one would wipe themselves like an actor, and they couldn't see their true colors.

Especially ridiculous is that even the back of the neck and ears are powdered.

So there was a layer of powder falling off the scribe's collar and placket.

That's fine, the family behind the scribe looks very curious.

An old man with a hunchback, but not on crutches, seems to be a natural Luo Guo, another mustache, no eyebrows, almost no nose collapse, his face is blue, there is a big gap between his eyes, and he is still out When he was bulging and rolling his eyes to see people, a child squatting on the street playing was so scared to cry.

The rest of the family members are also strange, ugly and fierce.

Passers-by looked sideways for fear of avoiding it.

Zhao Weiyang smacked his lips, feeling amused in his heart: Where did the demon repair come from? You don't even need to be blindfolded, just go out like this after being transformed?

Even this question was solved when he passed by the pedestrian.

A smell of sea water! !

Zhao Weiyang’s mouth twitched. He claims to be smart and has always contempt for stupid people (even stupid fish, stupid shrimps). In his words, "so stupid" can live to this day, it’s so magnanimous. Specially favors fools.

What do these monsters in the sea come to Yunzhou for?

Is it also for that missing fairy?

Zhao Weiyang speculated that he had a bad premonition. He was tracking down the disappearance of Venerable Guiming, and Chen He ran to Yunzhou to do something. If the immortal weapon falls into Chen He's hands- There is really no hope for revenge in the world.

Zhao Weiyang, unable to find any clues, left Wanteng County that day.

For hundreds of years, there hasn't been anyone who has entered the Black Abyss Valley. Although Zhao Weiyang was an elder of the Aggregation faction in his previous life, he only knows the location of the Black Abyss Valley.

He walked toward the Sky Cliff without a rush and didn't forget to inquire about what happened six years ago. The result was naturally disappointed.

To say the harvest...

The group of stupid fish, stupid shrimps, and the thick-faced scribe, went in the same direction as Zhao Weiyang. They always met unexpectedly at inns, roadside tea houses, and crossings.

Zhao Weiyang was forced to change his costume countless times, the woodcutter or the footman...

Then he found that it didn't make sense to be so tired!

Because the eyes of these guys are higher than the top, they don't put mortals in their eyes at all. Even if Zhao Weiyang never changes his disguise, they may not be able to notice! Not to follow Zhao Weiyang!

Why did a group of demon repairers go slower than Zhao Weiyang who was drowsy?

Because they are so stupid!

Too many wrong roads, just because the final destination is also Black Abyss Valley, so every time I find the right direction and walk on the right path, I will run into Zhao Weiyang once.

After learning the truth, Zhao Weiyang became inquiring, and he turned to follow them quietly.

It's terrible now...

The hardest thing in the world is that the person you are following is a road idiot, and you just know the road!

Watching the idiots go farther and farther, twists and turns, and can't rush out to show them the way!

Watching the idiot finally walked in the right direction with cold eyes, and went on the right path, but it didn't take half an hour to get better! wrong again!

The most ridiculous thing is that these guys didn't know what they were doing. They thought they were walking right all the time, and complained that the mountain roads were hard to recognize and that the Black Abyss Valley was too far away.

Zhao Weiyang couldn't help but ponder, how did these demons come to Yunzhou from the sea?

Yunzhou is located in southern Xinjiang, and the mountains are connected by mountains. According to their walking method, did it take a few years to reach Wanteng County?

Actually, Zhao Weiyang's guess is not far away, although it is not in line.

Zhao Weiyang's patience was exhausted, he simply gave up following them, and rushed to the Sky Cliff, waiting for them leisurely in a market town at the foot of the mountain.

One day, two days...

On the third afternoon, when Zhao Weiyang was about to fall asleep in a teahouse in Zhenkou, he finally saw the group of ugly monsters.

Jarding kept fanning the scribe.

The demon cultivator can transform into a human form, and after being promoted to Yuan Ying, he is not afraid of the cold and heat at all, but he can't get through a bump in his heart.

The monks go down to the sea, and even if they have the cultivation base, they don't want to stay long. This is a truth. The fish, shrimps and crabs have been ashore for a long time, and they are exposed to the sun again, and I always feel uncomfortable anywhere.

"Mr. Ghost Clam, look, there is a tea house over there!"

"Huh, where mortals pick leaves and soak in water..." the powdered scribe said contemptuously.

"But there is water over there! Cold water!"

The Jiading with bulging eyes and bulging mouth opened his mouth, panting and saying, "Can you ask for a few copper pots of cold water, and take a breath!"

The scribe thought for a while and nodded: "It is reasonable, you go first, pick a place, don't get too close to those mortals."

Actually, there is no need to worry about this. If there is a fishy smell on their bodies, even ordinary people can't help but frown and sit in a more airy position.

——Everyone is here for tea, not at the abalone restaurant.

The teahouse guy pulled a face and heard that he was not here to drink tea. He was even more annoyed as long as he wanted water. He wanted to chase the pedestrian out immediately, but he couldn't bear the courage to face those wicked looks.

When I saw the unspeakable satin clothes on them, the guy simply sold the white water for the price of selling good tea, and he smashed Mr. Guimu and the others.

Is the Nanhai Monster Beast short of money?

There is no shortage, they have deliberately exchanged money for this trip! Otherwise, according to Nanhai's market, doing business with monks to give Lingshi Qizhen, and buying things with mortals is to pay pearls.

I didn't even ask about the price's impropriety. I took a piece of silver, and only one person (?) picked up a pot of cold water and drank happily. That posture is more proud than others!

Zhao Weiyang doesn't need to peek, he can follow all the dumbfounded people in the teahouse, staring at them with dignity.

"How far is the skyscraper from here?"

The powder on Mr. Ghost Clam's hands and face is so thick that the mouth of the kettle is covered.

The teahouse guy looked like he wanted to swear, but for the sake of silver, he resisted: "Motianya...into the mountain, follow the incense person to the Qiuye Temple, from the temple to the back mountain , Cross the two rope bridges, how to walk in the remote, wait until you see a bottomless, cloudy and windy, like a haunted cliff."

The tortoise-looking Jiading winked at Mr. Ghost Clam: "The news that Liang Yange bought, the Black Abyss Valley is indeed near the Sky Cliff."

"Huh."

Mr. Ghost Clam sighed: "Buy a few more pots of cold water, and we will start now..."

Unfinished words, suddenly a red shadow flashed, the distance between the two eyes was long, the bulging and sharp mouth Jiading screamed, his hands danced wildly, and fell to the ground.

"Who?" The demons were furious.

I saw a fat baby wearing a red bellyband and bare ass, grabbing the two feet of the family and dragging it out.

Infinite power! After everyone was stunned, Jia Ding was dragged out of the teahouse.

A Taoist priest came to the end of the street. He was surprised to see this situation from a distance: "What are you doing, kid?"

The corners of the fat baby’s mouth were curved, and a small fat leg stepped on Jiading’s belly, and said triumphantly at the Taoist:

"Fish!"