The protagonist chased the villain, and Tiandao screamed in anger

The forest was dark at night, and the bamboo leaves rustled in the wind.

Zhengyang Sect is backed by Fukong Mountain. Unlike the gloomy Songzhao Mountain, the moonlit nights here are exceptionally bright. Protected by the formation of Zhengyang Sect, the flora and fauna are more abundant. The mountains and forests are mostly covered with black bamboo, and the green bamboo shoots that break through the ground under the bamboo forest are growing luxuriantly.

The evening breeze made the bonfire burn brighter.

Yi Ming added more firewood, raised the flame and burned the bottom of the casserole. The porridge quickly boiled and stewed until it was thick. The barbecue was not ready yet, but the bamboo shoots and mushroom porridge was ready to eat.

He raised his head and his sight upwards. The frosty white light penetrated the bamboo branches, casting mottled shadows. In the gap between the bamboo forest and the sky, an evil ghost in black sat sideways on a slanting bamboo branch, with his wide sleeves fluttering in the wind.

The breeze ruffled each other's hair, and the silhouette under the moonlight seemed a bit ethereal and vague, as if it would disappear into thin air in an instant.

Perhaps the bamboo branch the other person was leaning on was too thin. Yi Ming looked at it and felt uneasy.

"Amu, it's windy upstairs. The porridge is ready." He found an excuse and called people down.

The evil ghost floated down, tiptoed to Yi Ming's side, took the cold porridge he had prepared and drank it with a spoon...

This bamboo forest is seldom visited. It was a place where Yi Ming often came after catching wild game to fill his stomach.

In fact, there is a dining hall in Zhengyang Sect where one can get meals, but the expensive meals require silver, and the number of free meals is limited. If there is a slight delay, he will not be able to eat.

Occasionally he would roast some sweet potatoes and the like to fill his stomach. In the past, the dormitory bed he slept in was inconvenient for him to move around when he was doing odd jobs, so in order to fill his stomach, he would take advantage of the time when he was not tending to the medicine garden to find such a secluded bamboo forest.

He had been poor for a long time, and the habit of barbecuing in the wild had also been with him for a long time.

The rabbit meat was roasted to a charred aroma, and the cuts were changed and mixed with spices before being turned over and over again so that it was evenly heated and juicy. It was a much more complicated process than Yi Ming's previous process of hastily roasting it to make a living and eating it without tasting the saltiness, but it was also more suitable for eating.

The man and the ghost ate up all the barbecue. After Yi Ming put out the fire completely and covered it with soil, the evil ghost landed on his shoulder and pointed in a direction in the distance with his white hand.

"where to."

Yi Ming didn't ask any more questions and walked deeper into the forest.

The downhill road at the back of the mountain was steep and covered with dense trees, so one had to clear a path as he walked. Yi Ming followed the guidance of the evil spirit, walked through the mountains, crossed the stream, and finally stopped at the foot of a hidden rock.

"Amu, here..." Yi Ming took a breath and looked sideways, only to see the evil ghost stretching out his hand, his palm piercing through the rocks. After a flash of dark light, the seal was broken, and a hole half a person's height appeared.

"Let's go. I'll take you to get some good stuff. I'm afraid even your master hasn't seen it." You Mu wiped away the mud on Yi Ming's cheek that was accidentally rubbed on the way, took his wrist, and led him into the cave.

At first the cave was narrow and dark, with ghost lights lighting the way ahead. Walking down on the wet rocks, we came to a relatively large underground cave.

On the stone platform in the middle of the pool, where spring water was dripping, was an animal skeleton covered with moss.

"Tick, tick." The sound of water echoed.

You Mu brought the little Taoist priest across the cold pond and arrived in front of the stone platform.

"I'm a little late. Have you been waiting for a long time?"

The evil ghost leaned over and touched the animal bones with his fingers. The moss attached to them withered and fell off, revealing the jade-like porcelain-white bones inside.

"I've kept his remains for you, and I'll bury you two together."

Taking out a long-preserved bone from his sleeve, You Mu leaned over to pick up the monster's leg bone and crushed it with his ghost energy. The monster's skeleton that had not decayed for a long time was easily turned into a pile of ashes, and merged with the gray-white bone.

The ashes were sprinkled into the flowing water, and ghost fires floated in the air and burned continuously. Suddenly, the sound of a fox crying sadly was heard in the empty cave.

Yi Ming watched quietly, and suddenly saw a flash of light coming from the mouth of the fox skeleton, and the last bit of the fox spirit floated out of the skeleton.

The light reorganized and condensed into a translucent fox face in the darkness. It had a sad look in its eyes and spoke in human language: "Thank you..."

"Go ahead..."

The soul that seemed ethereal to Yi Ming was touched by You Mu. He gently stroked the fox's head, sending it off for the last time after many years.

The fox nodded, followed the ashes that drifted along the stream, and became one with the mountains and streams.

Although the whole situation was unknown, Yi Ming felt a sour taste in his throat when he saw this scene. This seemed to be another tragedy that was buried deep under the Floating Mountain and wiped out by the Zhengyang Sect.

As the fox spirit dissipated, the remaining skeleton instantly turned into a wisp of smoke and dust. A mountain wind blew from the spring outlet, sweeping away all the fox's ashes, leaving behind a tattered brocade bag pressed under the skeleton.

You Mu picked up the brocade bag, and the seal on it left with the fox. He easily opened it, and the old scriptures stored inside were exposed to the light of day. A light green demon pill followed the breath and floated out. The green spiritual energy flickered, and seemed to be very persistent, hovering in front of You Mu.

"I'll accept it, but how about following him?" Sighing slightly, You Mu raised his hand to collect the demon pill, and pointed at Yi Ming beside him.

The demon pill was flashing, as if it was thinking. After circling Yi Ming three times, it slowly stopped.

"Keep it. It recognizes you."

Being reminded by You Mu, Yi Ming quickly raised his hand, and the green demon pill fell safely into his palm.

Yi Ming looked at it and felt it was somewhat unreal.

The last demon pill that was stained with flames was difficult to refine because it was scorching hot, but he had obtained it with great difficulty and cherished it very much, but it was snatched away again.

Now, just looking at this, it is not something that an ordinary little demon can possess. How could it fall into his hands just like this?

The open fingertips were pinched and closed by the other hand, and the green demon pill lay in the palm of the hand, emitting a moist and cool feeling. Looking up, Yi Ming saw You Mu looking at him with eyes full of stars.

"I fulfilled its last wish as agreed. This is an extra thank you. Can a demon pill that has not been tainted by killing and is willing to acknowledge its master be better than the Fire Fox Pill that was stolen from you?"

Yi Ming raised his eyebrows slightly, realizing the other party's intention of giving him this demon pill.

...He only mentioned it once, and the other party took note of it.

It was nothing at first. After going through this repeatedly and having his hard work taken away time and time again, Yi Ming had gotten used to it. But... when he suddenly heard it from the other party, he suddenly felt too much resentment and grievance that was suppressed.

That was the demon pill that he risked his life to obtain, but before he had the time to refine it, it was snatched away by Xue Cheng. How could he not care and hate it?

But no matter which cycle, the demon pill became the material for Xue Cheng to refine magic weapons.

His throat was choked with sobs, and Yi Ming lowered his head suddenly, suppressing the wetness on his eyelashes at that moment, and rolled his Adam's apple a few times before uttering normal syllables:

"...Naturally, what Amu gave me is much better."