Xianmen boss is actually my ex-boyfriend

The towns washed by the flood are miserable and broken, and almost no intact buildings are seen. After all, even the people are dying and almost collapsed.

The hut where Cheng Yuzhi once lived was also like this. There were still a lot of water stains on the ground, and the wood ash, iron clips, and bamboo dustpans that were placed on the stove in the house were all washed away by the flood to nowhere.

Tables and chairs were scattered and tottering.

Gu Yan gently pushed the door open, looked inside quietly, and was stunned.

The snow-clothed man stood at the door of the room and knocked on the door: "Meteor."

No one in the room answered him, but a horrified and desperate moan came from behind her, cutting her words into pieces.

"Are you looking for the person who lives in this house... oh my... young man?"

It was Cheng Yunzhi's elderly landlord who kindly rented the house to Cheng Yunzhi at a low price and allowed him to use the empty yard to dry fish.

Gu Yan turned sideways and asked, "Yes. Where did he go?"

Even though he had doubts in his heart, but in less than a day since he left... did such a drastic change happen?

The old woman covered her face and wept, her whole body was creaking and crumbling like the crutch in her hand.

"It's gone... It's all gone... They were all washed away by the flood..."

After verifying his guess, Gu Yan didn't know what to say.

In the end, he just shook his head.

"He has a cultivation base, so he will not be washed away by the flood so easily," Gu Yan said, "he must have gone to another place."

Is it in the closed place of his senior brother?

Along the way up the mountain, we also saw twisted and blown-down vegetation and trees.

The mountain road was muddy, and when the snow-clothed man walked up, he seemed to be floating in the air, and the snow-white boots did not touch a trace of mud.

The hole was wide open, and there was no one in it.Gu Yan stood in the door for a while, making sure that there was indeed no human presence here, so she gave up.

Where will his little apprentice, who has not yet been trained, go?

A monk in the Mahayana period is proficient in various methods. He calculated on the spot for a while, and found that Cheng Yunzhi was in the fog and could not see the specific direction clearly.

So he turned back to the sect, and asked the elders who specialize in this way to calculate, and finally found that he had already transferred from the peaceful and peaceful city to the ghost.

On Xuantianzong, the elder persuaded sadly: "Xianjun, the ghost finally calmed down."

In the past few years, the ghosts have been eager to move, trying to send thousands of ghost generals to take down the human world; and Gu Yan, as the only Mahayana monk, fought against the ghost king in a daze.

In the end, the ghost king was pushed back into the realm of ghosts and myths, and the border of ghosts and myths was blocked.

If you enter the ghost again now, you don't know what will happen.

Behind the elder, the two young sword-holding boys also leaned over together, and Qi Dao Xianjun thought twice.

The people in the palace bowed down like ocean waves. No one wanted to start a day of non-stop turmoil after a few days of peace.

Gu Yan was silent for a moment, then shook his head.

"If no one comes to rescue him, then I will naturally go,"

The man in snow caressed the divine sword that had been with him for many years. The divine sword had a spirit, knew what he was going to do, and buzzed.

"If the ghost creature wants to come again, I will hit it again."

Gu Daojun used his body as the law, used the ground under his feet as an anchor, and tore open the door leading to the ghosts with his bare hands, without hesitation, leaving everyone behind.

He was going to bring back his apprentice, his dead one.

Will this disrupt the trajectory of your life?Xianjun thought to himself, that future "falling one"?

However, the land of ghosts and myths is huge, and there are always eighteen cities. Who knows which city Cheng Yunzhi is in, or is he sleeping in the wilderness in the wilderness, living a meager life?

Make it up to him.

He walked into the ghosts, the gates closed behind him, and decided to search for them city by city, in a fair and honest manner.

The movement was so loud that it directly awakened the sleeping ghost king.

When Cheng Yunzhi woke up, his vision blurred for a while.

After finally seeing clearly, he rubbed his eyes and looked up.

Shige was sitting beside him, frowning at him, looking like he was helpless when he saw him having a high fever many years ago when he was young.

Want to do something for him, but at a loss.

Seeing Junior Brother Cheng wake up, Yu Ziframe's face finally relaxed, and cheers came from behind him.

"Wake up, wake up!"

"I'll just say, it's definitely fine!"

"Guide Cheng Jiren has his own heaven to take care of him, so he has a very big fate!"

Cheng Yuzhi's head was still aching, and when he opened his eyes, he seemed not to know where to go, and just wanted to fall down and sleep for a while.

He rubbed his cheeks vigorously, and asked inarticulately, "Brother, what's wrong?"

However, there was still a dry smell of rust in the mouth and nose, which made Junior Brother Cheng cough violently and was poured down a glass of warm water by Senior Brother.

Yu Zijia got up, put the quilt on the only wooden table in the house, and shook the chipped teacup that couldn't hold much water with an unclear expression.

He said succinctly: "It's almost afternoon now, no matter how much you shout, you won't be able to wake up."

Cheng Yunzhi was shocked: "It's already afternoon!"

Not only did he miss breakfast, he also missed lunch!

Wait, now is not the time to worry about eating.

Cheng Yuzhi hurriedly got up, patted the dust on the hem of his clothes, saluted and thanked everyone: "Thank you for taking care of me. For some reason, Cheng fell asleep suddenly..."

As he was talking, he thought of the strange red mist in the city, so he could barely keep his mouth shut.

Maybe it's the problem of these red mist, inhaling too much can easily lead to coma.

He quickly told everyone about these doubts, and solemnly asked everyone not to go out easily, but everyone present looked ugly, looked at you and me, and glanced away.

Most of the people present were grown men, the elderly and women didn't join the rescue team, so they didn't fall into this weird place.

Now the atmosphere is confused, and no one speaks.

Cheng Yunzhi wondered, "What's wrong?"

Yu Ziframe shook his head, even if an adult Daoist cultivator was promoted to Nascent Soul, he would be helpless against this kind of thing.

The air was silent for a moment, and finally someone asked tremblingly: "Master Cheng Xian...Guide, can we really leave here?"

Cheng Yunzhi said without hesitation: "It will definitely be possible."

"You fart!"

The moment he finished speaking, someone slapped the table and stood up in despair: "We already know that only, only... only can eat people to get out!" , red eye sockets.

They are all honest and responsible people. They have never been in contact with the world of cultivating Taoism. To meet the immortals in the stories, they have already been shocked by the world.

Now it is said that they must corrode their conscience as human beings in order to survive.

Who can stand it?

Pairs of helpless eyes looked over and gathered on him, knowing that Cheng Yuzhi was the most important person who came up with the idea.

It is a reliable Xiao Cheng guide.

Cheng Yuzhi opened his mouth. It can be said that you mortals still have the opportunity to cultivate into demons, but Taoist cultivators will easily explode and die once they become demons. The risk is greater than you. I am not afraid, and you should not be afraid.

But he couldn't say that, he was already in a tense crisis, and if he was not careful, the thin thread would be torn off.

Yu Ziframe wanted to say something, but was held back by his melancholy little brother.

Cheng Yunzhi slowly shook his head and said, "Who told you this news?"

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, no one knew, and as soon as they woke up in the morning, rumors spread.

Later I went to question Yu Ziframe, but Director Yu kept silent and thought it was true.

Cheng Yuzhi said: "This is the news from the Misty City's lord, who is the biggest demon cultivator here." He explained to everyone's puzzled gaze, "What does this mean?"

"It means that he won't tell you other ways to get out of this ghost place easily."

"As long as we can come in, we can definitely go out!" Cheng Yunzhi said firmly, "We just need to find a way out."

Everyone was silent, obviously they didn't think his method was feasible.

Cheng Yunzhi turned around and stretched out his hand: "Brother, let's go."

The adult Daoxiu sat cross-legged on the ground, and when he listened to his junior brother's speech, his profile was handsome and calm, and he fully agreed with what Cheng Yunzhi was saying.

Seeing the younger brother walking towards him, he asked, "Where are you going?"

Cheng Yunzhi: "Go find something to eat. There are so many people, Senior Brother, there is a lot of food demand."

Before leaving, he told everyone not to leave the house unless it happened.

Once the red mist is inhaled too much outside, it is easy to fall into a coma.

If he hadn't come back in time last night, and he still had cultivation nearby, he might have been unable to wake up.

The two immortal masters went out together, leaving everyone in the oppressive space with the doors and windows tightly closed.

After a long time, someone said softly: "The immortal...won't you stay and protect us?"

"What if a demon breaks in?"

Someone laughed mockingly: "We are like chickens in captivity, we may die suddenly as soon as we go out."

There was another commotion.

Some things can only be said when the immortal master is not around.

Some argue that they are human after all.

Even if you haven't read the books of sages, you still know that you must abide by the basic morals of people.People who eat people will be punished by God!

Even if you die, you can't do this!

Others, however, who were silent, thought to themselves that they wanted to live.

There is no way, if there is still work, who will go on this road?

Besides, after becoming a demon cultivator, one can possess powerful power, and even have the possibility of immortality...

A dark road gradually became clear before their eyes.

After a few hours, no one spoke anymore, and everyone lay on the ground, twisted and twisted, lying upright in a chaotic state, enduring the discomfort of being hungry.

Until the immortal master opened the door and came in to distribute food to everyone.

Each person has two steamed buns, and they have to drink water to pick them up in the basin.

"Is this no money to buy food?" some couldn't swallow, one of them said.

He took out his pocket, "I still have some money here, which hasn't been washed away by the flood."

Those present who were still eating steamed buns were taken aback for a moment, and they also took out a little money from their extremely clean pockets.

Cheng Yuzhi looked at his senior brother and said in embarrassment: "It's not about the Lingshi, it's..."

"There's no one selling real food at all."

His face was pale, there were still some inconspicuous splashes in his eyes, and even his lips looked bloodless.

Just now, he and his senior brother bought an expensive meat bun and wanted to split half of his senior brother.

When it was torn apart, it was bloody and I didn't know what kind of meat it was, and I vomited it out on the spot.

Afterwards, the stall owner said it was animal meat, but now, no one dared to eat what was in their hands.

"Drink blood like hair," the young immortal teacher couldn't control his expression, disgusted and collapsed, "here is to teach everyone to become a beast."

I have no choice but to buy vegan steamed buns and live today.