The host of fast travel, she always rolls over

Chapter 83 The short-lived darling of heaven (5)

Wucheng, Qingmei Village.

This is a village with a population of more than 300, which is considered a large village in the Wucheng area.

The village got its name because green plums are planted all over the mountains and plains.

During the day, young people go out to work early.

Only the old man is taking care of the children. Under a big plum tree at the entrance of the village, a group of young children surround an old man and are listening to the story engrossed.

"So... don't you go to the small slope of Qili Mountain to herd cattle?" The child asked the old lady in a hurry.

"That's right, so I remind you that you must go home before dark, otherwise you will be invited to eat steamed buns..."

The old lady is all the long-lived people in the village, and she just passed her seventieth birthday this year.

The children in the village like to tell stories with her.

And this old man knows a lot. Usually, the stories he tells make the children afraid and like to listen to them.

"I know, I know, mother-in-law, let's tell the next story."

Seven or eight children pulled her along and asked her to continue talking.

The old lady looked up at the sky. It was not until noon, and most of the children's parents would not come back. If she didn't talk about it, these children would run around and make trouble.

"Okay, let me say one more..."

"Ah, according to the legend, in our Qingmei Village, there is actually a mountain, which is in the middle of the three mountains of Luoyue Ridge."

The old lady pointed to a small hill a few miles away, and a large open space in the middle.

The entrance to the village is a bit high, but you can see the full view of the small mountains.

"Why did it disappear?" A child asked curiously.

"Listen to me..." The old lady raised her hand, signaling the children to be quiet.

"Ah, according to legend, in the middle of the three small mountains, there is a peak that is higher than the other three mountains, and a thousand-year-old peach tree grows on it.

There lived a beautiful fairy, and the villagers living nearby would be lucky if they saw her.

Because of this, the fairy's reputation spread so far that even the princes in the Tianfu had heard of it, and they came here from thousands of miles just to see the fairy. "

"Has the prince seen the fairy?"

"At the beginning, the prince didn't see it, but that prince was a persistent person, and he kept guarding it for several years.

Perhaps it was his sincerity that moved the fairy, and one day he finally saw her...

Later, the fairy followed the prince back to Tianfu. "

"So are the prince and the fairy living happily together?" A little girl asked innocently.

"I don't know if they are lucky or not. After the fairy left for a few years, one day, there was a thunderstorm, and the divine thunder fell from the sky, killing the peach blossom tree on the mountain in the middle...

And that mountain also disappeared at that time.

Some of the people who entered there by mistake can come out safely, some people go crazy after coming out, and some people just disappear there..."

"So is that place also a forbidden area?" Some older children may have heard their father said it, and immediately asked logically.

"Yes, you can go to the three short mountains next to it, but don't go in the middle." The old lady said with a smile.

Jun Anzhi stood on a plum tree and listened to the old lady telling a story, looking at the short hill in the distance, his eyes flashed with thought.

There really is something there.

That "fairy" may be the thousand-year-old peach tree that has become a spirit. The strange thing is that this world is incomplete, and there will be no thunder disaster at all.

The demon will not ascend to the upper realm, it was struck by lightning, there may be other reasons...

Jun Anzhi came here this time just for the thousand-year-old peach tree.

It would be a good thing to get a peach tree that has passed through the thunder calamity and make it into a magic weapon.

Along the path, Jun Anzhi walked slowly all the way to one of the three small mountains.

Open your eyes and look at the terrain in the middle.

"It was sealed!"

Jun Anzhi raised his eyebrows, but this won't upset her!

Just when she was about to lift her foot to break through the formation and get the things in her hands, she heard a soft sound, which forced her to dodge and hide.

"My lord, the things are right here. It's been 200 years, so the things in there must be almost dead."

A group of people slowly walked out of the woods on the opposite side, and the person who spoke was a man dressed as a middle-aged Taoist priest.

Jun Anzhi glanced at him, if one ignores the blackness all over his body, he looks Zhou Zheng.

This person should have an aura formed by years of exposure to ghosts.

"Don't have too much hope, this is just a legend."

The dignified and reserved man called the prince stared down at the open space surrounded by three mountains.

"This legend is true. I confirmed it from an old demon, and you also got the picture of breaking the seal and entering the mountain?"

At noon, the Taoist stroked the goatee on his chin, and a smug smile curled up at the corner of his mouth.

"But nothing can be seen in this open space." The prince frowned, feeling a little embarrassed.

"You can just sit here and wait." The middle-aged Taoist priest was full of confidence.

He accidentally got a handbook for making weapons, and learned that the peach tree that has survived the thunder disaster for a thousand years is the best for making weapons, so he agreed to cooperate with King Rui.

He shot and killed the third prince Jing Zhao, and Jing Rui helped him get the century-old map kept by the royal family.

"Is there any news from Jing Zhao?" Looking at the Taoist's eagerness, Jing Rui naturally thought of the terms of his transaction.

Perhaps due to the rain, he received the news a little late these two days.

"Don't worry, that 400-year-old dragon is more than enough to capsize their boat!" The middle-aged Taoist said casually while observing the terrain.

"I hope so."

Jingrui came from the royal family, with excellent genes and a very handsome appearance. Jun Anzhi was more than ten feet away from them, so he took a rough look at the group.

It turned out that the monster was made by this monster.

Jun An moved his fingers, and his eyes once again measured the strength of both the enemy and ourselves.

She is not afraid of fighting with this monster, but she is afraid that Jingrui has a master by his side!
When fighting skills, you have to guard against sneak attacks from masters. This risk is slightly greater, but...

Jun Anzhi looked at the open space again, with a wicked smile on the corner of his mouth, although he couldn't take revenge immediately.

But it is still possible to use this venue to avenge a small revenge.

There is a treasure inside, but she is afraid that this monster will die!
If she felt right just now, the thousand-year-old plum blossom essence might not be completely dead yet.

Combined with the story the old lady just told, it should be that goblin who ate the intruders!
She may have been hiding here to recuperate for hundreds of years.

There are good and bad monsters. According to the legend of the old lady, the peach blossom monster may have been a monster before.

But after she entered the world with the prince, and entered the deep palace compound, she may not be able to preserve her innocence.

There is no such thing as the imagined lifelong couple who fell in love with a human being who was a prince and entered his backyard.

In the war of women, blood is not seen in killing people, but as a fairy, the Peach Blossom Essence knows more...

Jun Anzhi's eyes sparkled, one could imagine what kind of Shura field the prince's backyard was like.

And the thunder came strangely that day, and the hidden secrets in it may only be known to the plum blossom demon.

(End of this chapter)