I am the Snake Taoist

After much thought, he had no clue.

He decided to ignore it. This thing couldn't harm him anyway, and meddling wasn't a good habit.

Only then did Qin Qiu look up to observe his surroundings, realizing he had unknowingly arrived at the entrance of a courtyard.

The courtyard was lit with dim yellow lights, adding a touch of warmth to the dark night.

Qin Qiu observed for a moment, and seeing figures moving inside, he didn't linger and turned to leave.

"Daozhang... please wait..."

Just as Qin Qiu was about to leave, an aged voice broke the silence of the night.

The wooden door behind him creaked open a crack.

A woman with a full head of silver hair peeked out.

"Daozhang, it's so late already, why not spend the night at this old woman's home?"

The woman behind him leaned on a cane, her eyes narrowed into slits as she looked at Qin Qiu.

Qin Qiu pondered slightly, observing the woman.

There were traces of cultivation on this woman, but her foundation had been forcibly destroyed, her cultivation ruined, and now she was no different from an ordinary old woman.

Qin Qiu slowly nodded: "Then this little Daoist will trouble this believer."

"Creak..."

"That's my old man, he's not feeling well, Daozhang, please forgive him."

Qin Qiu pinched a Dharma seal with his hand and smiled slightly at the woman: "It is this little Daoist who is intruding."

"Daozhang, just spend the night here."

The old woman pushed open the thatched hut on the right. Although there was no light, Qin Qiu could see clearly that it didn't seem to be inhabited, but the bedding was neatly folded, and there was no dust at all.

This indicated that someone cleaned it regularly, which was undoubtedly due to the old woman's efforts.

A gust of cold wind swept over, and the old woman tightened the clothes she was wearing: "Daozhang, rest early, this old woman will take her leave."

After saying that, the old woman walked towards the inner room, while Qin Qiu began to examine the room.

There were no miscellaneous items in the room, indicating that no one had lived there recently, but it was cleaned very thoroughly, as if waiting for someone to move in at any moment.

Qin Qiu condensed baleful aura at his fingertips, scanning every part of the room, but there was no reaction.

Excluding the possibility of someone else's trap, Qin Qiu breathed a slight sigh of relief.

"Uncle Long, why are you so silent today?"

"Kid, some things you have to experience yourself, I shouldn't interfere too much."

Black Dragon only dropped this sentence and then stopped talking, no matter how Qin Qiu called, he wouldn't answer.

Qin Qiu couldn't get any more information, so he had to lie on the bed and think about what happened today.

Why did Medicine Valley spread the Qingxiang Powder on the Medicine Canon, and why could forces with even a slight foundation keenly sense the abnormality of Medicine Valley?

Qin Qiu held the Qingxiang Powder in his hand and flipped it over, a pair of squinting eyes revealing a thoughtful light.

Whether it was the effect of the Qingxiang Powder or the near-death experience of today being too thrilling, he actually fell asleep unconsciously.

......

The sun, the golden crow, hung high.

Qin Qiu was awakened by the sound of barking dogs.

He opened his eyes in a daze and looked around.

Qin Qiu suddenly woke up.

He actually fell asleep so easily...

Did this Qingxiang Powder have some effect? Would he also become like those in the Medicine Hall?

Qin Qiu propped himself up, and his vision vaguely saw figures flashing outside.

Baleful aura was slightly released, and Qin Qiu clearly saw the scene in the courtyard.

It turned out to be the old woman from last night, supporting an old man with a withered face like dead wood, taking a walk in the courtyard.

There was also a large yellow dog accompanying them.

Qin Qiu slowly pushed open the door, and the two old people looked at Qin Qiu, their eyes filled with some embarrassment: "Daozhang, sorry to have disturbed you..."

The old woman smiled awkwardly twice, introducing the old man next to her to Qin Qiu.

"Daozhang, this is my old partner. We're used to getting up so early to walk around so it won't be too hot..."

Qin Qiu wore a warm smile on his face, looking at the two old people: "Believer is too worried, this little Daoist should be thanking the two of you for taking me in, otherwise this little Daoist would have been exposed in the mountains and forests to feed the tigers and wolves."

"Hahaha, Daozhang, what are you saying? With Daozhang's cultivation, how could you be injured by mere tigers and wolves."

Qin Qiu just smiled and looked at the two old people, not responding...

The old woman smiled for a while and also realized her mistake, smiled slightly, and looked at Qin Qiu without minding at all.

"Presumably Daozhang has also seen that my old man and I also have cultivation, but unfortunately, things are unpredictable, a hundred years of hard work, ruined in one day."

The old man on the side also lowered his head, his face looking a little unsightly.

Obviously, this couple cared a lot about the matter of their cultivation being destroyed.

Thinking about it, it's also true. Overnight, from a high-ranking cultivator to an ordinary person who has to be careful even when walking in their own courtyard, no one could accept it.

"Last night, my old man and I also discovered that you were wandering outside for a long time, afraid that you would kill someone and seize the courtyard, so we took the risk to keep you."

"The difference between cultivators and ordinary people is like the difference between clouds and mud. If we have made Daozhang unhappy today, Daozhang can do whatever you want."

Listening to the conversation between the two old people, Qin Qiu couldn't help but sigh.

Only those who have been cultivators and then fallen into the mortal world can have such awareness.

"The two believers are too serious. Today, this little Daoist has disturbed the two believers a lot, so naturally, I will not repay kindness with enmity."

The old woman seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, revealing an embarrassed expression to Qin Qiu.

"Daozhang, I've prepared some white porridge, Daozhang, come and have some."

Seeing that Qin Qiu didn't want to kill them, the old woman also beckoned Qin Qiu to sit down.

Qin Qiu "slurped slurped" and quickly finished a basin of white porridge and a small dish of pickles, then looked at the old woman embarrassedly: "The believer's craftsmanship is excellent, this little Daoist accidentally lost control."

These words, coupled with Qin Qiu's warm smile, naturally wouldn't make the old woman say anything more, especially since Qin Qiu praised her craftsmanship.

After Qin Qiu finished speaking, he began to observe the two people.

Everything reveals strangeness. Judging from their figures, they seem to have received good etiquette training. When eating, the old man would subconsciously take out a handkerchief and place it next to him.

This behavior is so that he can get the handkerchief at any time to wipe the corners of his mouth, in case his demeanor is too unsightly, creating a bad impression.

The gods in the world are countless, and the people with fate in the world are like a river of crucian carp. Often, someone is still farming one day and dreams of a god at night, accepting the god's Dao, and becoming a cultivator.

Qin Qiu initially thought that the two of them had become cultivators in this way, but now it seems that it is obviously not the case.

This couple doesn't look like cultivators who came out of the wild, but rather like wealthy masters and ladies from deep-seated families...