Deviant Immortal of Uncanny Dao Chapter 206: Someone is watching
"What's the matter, Zhenren?" Seeing Li Huowang being so nervous, he took a few steps back.
The black pottery jars in the distance didn't look unusual, they were just plain jars of pickled vegetables. The only feature was that they had the word "Fufu" posted on them.
Li Huowang looked at those tanks without letting down his guard, "Something just glanced at me from there!"
"Look at you?" Jin Shan looked hesitant and looked at the jars in the distance again.
"Could there be someone inside? But it's a real person, and the jar is too small to hold a person."
"I didn't say that someone was watching me!" Li Huowang decisively spread "Da Qian Lu" on the ground. The **** fingernails flew over quickly, easily smashing the black pottery jars.
The sound of "crashing" continued, and the black pottery jars burst one after another, and the brown salt water mixed with pickles were scattered all over the floor.
Li Huowang's heart didn't let his guard down, he walked over carefully, opened the pottery pieces with his sword and checked them one by one.
After careful inspection. Li Huowang didn't find anything unusual, these jars really knew the jars of pickles and vegetables.
The voice aroused the people in the room, and an old woman on crutches walked over tremblingly, "You doll, why did you smash my vegetable jar! Lose money!"
Li Huowang put away the sword, took out some broken silver from his arms and threw it at her feet, then he faced her vigilantly and retreated step by step.
"Zhenzhen, where are you going? Didn't you go to buy food?" Jin Shanzhao quickly followed.
"Leave this place first, let's go to another place to buy!" After just a moment, Li Huowang had completely lost trust in the village in front of him.
In this critical period, Li Huowang would rather guess wrong than be ambushed by something. He no longer wants to eat this kind of loss.
Facing Li Huowang's distance away, the old woman did not stop her, but leaned on crutches to pick up the broken silver on the ground, muttering in her toothless mouth, as if she was scolding something.
After leaving the village, Li Huowang and his group continued to drive forward, and they rushed to the middle of the night.
In a bamboo forest, they finally stopped, no matter what the sight was, this distance was far enough away from danger.
The bonfire rose, and the group began to cook rice in a pot. Although everyone was tired, they still had to eat. Otherwise, the body can't hold it at all.
Li Huowang didn't do these chores. He stood on the roof of the bullock cart and used his excellent eyesight to constantly inspect the surroundings like a watchtower.
Bantou also seemed to understand Li Huowang's thoughts, put his nose to the ground, and kept sniffing in a circle.
But until after eating, there was still no abnormality, as if the sight in the village was an illusion.
"Am I feeling wrong?" Li Huowang had a little doubt about himself in his heart. In fact, he didn't really trust his own feelings.
But soon he put all the doubts behind him, and had done something without hesitation.
"Brother Li, dinner is ready, come and eat."
Today I ate bamboo shoot noodles made from local ingredients. The fresh bamboo shoots taste crisp and sweet. Although there is no meat, the thick layer of lard on the noodle soup soothes Li Huowang's shriveled stomach.
Around the bonfire for a while, others were eating in full swing, and the sound of soup and the crisp bite of bamboo shoots could not stop.
Feeling sleepy after eating and drinking, others who are tired lie directly under the quilt and close their eyes.
Tonight's night watch is Li Huowang. At this time, he can't trust others.
Soon, in the bamboo forest, there was no sound other than the crackling of the bonfire.
Li Huowang was left sitting by the campfire, gently stroking the soft hair on the steamed bun.
But he's not an iron man after all, and soon feels sleepy too.
Shaking his head vigorously, Li Huowang took out a sharp cone from the hem and stabbed it directly into the palm of his right hand after feeling that his drowsiness was not dispelled.
The blood stained the Taoist robe even more red, the pain made Li Huowang's whole body tense, and he immediately refreshed his mind, without any sleepiness.
"Master Xiaodao, if I had come for you, the old man would have been less sleepy."
Although no one was seen, Li Huowang already knew who was behind him through the sound of footsteps and the familiar smell of shredded tobacco. "Master Lu, sleep on yours. You have to go on your way tomorrow. You've been vigilant today, and you won't be able to eat it tomorrow."
Lv Zhuangyuan sat down beside Li Huowang with his wrinkled face. He carefully took out three shredded tobacco from the cigarette bag, mixed with some dead leaves on the ground, and put it into the hole of the cigarette rod to light it. up.
"Master Dao, what do you think of my youngest son?"
"Huh?" Li Huowang glanced at Lu Xiucai, who was sleeping next to his brother and sister-in-law.
He didn't have a good impression of this young man, he was timid, and he was hesitant and hesitant about everything he did.
"Little Daoist, I know I'm a little delusional, but I still want to pull down an old face and ask him, can I ask him to take you as a teacher?"
"That kid is not really an actor, and he has never spoken before. Don't dislike it, and don't expect you to teach him all the magical powers. Even if it is the same, it will be regarded as smoke on our Lu family's ancestral grave."
As soon as Lu Zhuangyuan finished speaking, he found that the little Daoist's reaction was to stand up suddenly.
"It's coming! Get up!" Li Huowang shouted, causing the others who had just fallen asleep to wake up by rubbing their eyes.
"Alert!" After Li Huowang finished speaking, he slowly walked towards the bamboo forest beside him with his sword in hand. The bamboo forest that should have been crisp green was shrouded in darkness and looked particularly dark.
Not long after walking, Li Huowang saw two white porcelain jars among the bamboos.
The jars are not big and look similar to watermelons. There is a long red letter on the two jars, and some characters are written on them with a brush.
Dead mother: the position of the concubine Yang's Fengling
Grandfather; Grandfather Li Gong's full position
Obviously these are two ashes jars, and the worship marks on the front of the jars also prove this~IndoMTL.com~ Seeing these jars, Li Huowang hesitated a little. Is he really going to smash this ashes jar? God knows what pops out in a while.
After thinking about it, Li Huowang slowly backed out. The fire in the distance gradually disappeared, and everyone began to hurry in the middle of the night.
I don't know how long it took, the lids of the two ashes jars rose slowly, and two children's heads with white powder on their faces emerged from the jars.
They are obviously not ordinary children, their heads are the size of an ordinary man's fist.
The round blushes on either side of their cheeks stood out on their snow-white faces.
The little people looked at each other and laughed, and then their arms and legs, also dusted with white powder, stretched out through the urn.
The two were about to leave, but were blocked by a figure falling from the sky.
Li Huowang gritted his teeth and stared at the two strange things in front of him with bloodshot eyes due to lack of sleep.