What did the cannon fodder do wrong?

dodder flower

As soon as these words came out, it was as if the still button had been pressed, and everything fell silent.

Yue Zhezhi raised his eyes, and looked at Rong Yan in a daze.

On both sides of the alley, in the luxuriant firelight from the buildings, Rong Yan regained his senses from the influence of his demons. He obviously realized what he just said, took a few steps back, pursed his lips, turned around and disappeared.

The speed was so fast that Yue Zhezhi didn't even have time to stop him.

"Why were you so dumbfounded just now, promise him!" Yi Ling hated iron for steel.

Yue Zhezhi was also a little aggrieved, and replied annoyedly: "He suddenly said to follow me to the inn, but I didn't realize it." The communication between Yue Zhezhi and the medical spirit was all thoughts and would not be heard by others.

Medical spirit: ""

"Are you really a furnace physique? Shouldn't you be familiar with this kind of thing and use your reaction?"

Yue Zhezhi heard the words, subconsciously said: "I am."

"You don't look alike." Yi Ling said.

Yue Zhezhi squatted down, picked up some snacks, and put them back into the food box: "As a doctor, don't you see me clearly? Why don't you look like a dog doctor, who are you scolding?!"

When Yue Zhezhi said that he didn't look like anything, he suddenly realized what Yiling meant: as a furnace, he should have slept with many people and is very experienced.

However, Yue Zhezhi has been influenced by the modern world and wants to find a serious Taoist partner. He has never messed with others, and has never read any unscrupulous scripts. for.

"What kind of dirty stuff are you pretending to be in your head? You might as well change your name to Wu Ling."

The medical spirit was scolded by Yue Zhezhi, and he was a little bit unreasonable, and said: "Isn't this the case with most furnaces?"

Yue Zhezhi snorted: "Most of what you said is out of reluctance."

Yi Ling said firmly: "There are indeed a lot of people who are unwilling. After all, the physique of the furnace is too much for some crooked hearts, but some of them are also willing."

Yue Zhezhi: "Go aside."

Yue Zhezhi didn't want to fight with the medical spirit, it was boring, he looked at the empty alley, threw the snacks to the unified garbage collection place, turned around and went back to the residence arranged by the local officials.

Rong Yan disappeared too fast, he couldn't catch up, so he could only stimulate Rong Yan in two days.

Tomorrow and the day after tomorrow will be busy recruiting new disciples, Yue Zhezhi has no time to stimulate.

Early the next morning, Yue Zhezhi went to the ancestral hall.

When he came to the ancestral hall, the other juniors, including Rong Yan, were not there, only two local officials and a group of excited children.

Seeing him, the child immediately calmed down and straightened his back.

Yue Zhezhi skipped these children, walked straight to the front of the ancestral hall, took out the spirit test stone, and waited for the other juniors and Rong Yan.

After waiting for a while, Yue Zhezhi only waited for a few other juniors and juniors, but did not see Rong Yan.

"Where's Junior Brother?" Yue Zhezhi asked.

Lin Chao respectfully greeted Senior Brother, and replied, "I didn't see Junior Brother."

Xue Ruilan yawned: "I don't know where I went? There is no one in his room."

Yue Zhezhi heard the words and stood up, Rong Yan didn't come back last night?He took out his jade token to contact Rong Yan.

Rong Yan didn't respond.

Yue Zhezhi felt something was wrong, he said quickly: "I'll go look for him."

After Yue Zhezhi finished speaking, without waiting for a few people to answer, he turned around and left the ancestral hall.

A junior named "Li Lu" saw Yue Zhezhi walking away quickly, curled his lips, he looked up to Yue Zhezhi the most, he wanted to have no family background, he wanted to have no appearance, he wanted to cultivate.

""Little junior brother is stronger than everyone present, could something happen?You are so salty and don’t worry about eating radishes.”

Before Li Lu finished speaking, a red line came out of nowhere, and slapped him on the face quickly and fiercely in front of everyone.

Li Lu was stunned by the beating, and when he realized it, the red thread had disappeared.

The red line slapped Li Lu's face, turned around and shrank to Yue Zhezhi's wrist, Yue Zhezhi touched the red line, his eyes sank.

Since Lu Ding's physique broke out, his cultivation has almost stagnated, and his status has plummeted, he has not beaten anyone for many years.

He endured everything, for more than 20 years, until some people forgot that he used to be an uncompromising and violent temper.

There were not many people on the street, and most people gathered in the ancestral hall to watch the Guixin Sect recruit new disciples.

Yue Zhezhi walked quickly to the alley according to the route last night.

During the daytime, the alley was quiet, Yue Zhezhi sacrificed Yindie "Qianlixun", fed Qianlixun with a drop of blood, and drove Yindie to find Rong Yan.

Qian Lixun flapped his wings, flew to the end of the alley, and flew back again.

Too far away to track.

Yue Zhezhi realized this, and felt something was wrong in his heart. He raised his hand to put away the thousand-mile butterfly, frowned, thought for a moment, took out the tracing compass from his Qiankun bag, and followed the directions to find the person.

"What a broken compass!"

Yue Zhezhi walked around according to the missing person's compass, and then walked back to the original place, so angry that he was about to drop the missing person's compass.

However, the moment he was about to fall, Yue Zhezhi remembered that the tracing compass was very expensive, and also remembered that he was very lucky. Now his luck is very bad, and he can't use the tracing compass at all.

Yue Zhezhi squeezed the tracing compass angrily, and put it away again. He quickly looked through what else he could find, but after looking through it, there was nothing.

In the early years, the spiritual weapon of the person-finding magic weapon was sold off to buy spiritual materials.

Yue Zhezhi was suddenly a little frustrated, and the doctor slapped his lips when he saw him like this.

"Don't worry, it should be fine."

Yue Zhezhi hummed, his gaze fell to his left wrist.The red thread on the wrist is eye-catching, and it ties itself into a bow.

Maybe it can?

Yue Zhezhi remembered that Rong Yan put a soul curse on the red thread in order to prevent the red thread from betraying the victim. From the point of view of the red thread, Rong Yan was the enemy of the red thread.

A kind of spiritual weapon, which will record the breath of the enemy. After recognizing the master, it will lead the master to seek revenge from the enemy.

Yue Zhezhi thought so much about this place, untied the red thread, and drove the red thread to find Rong Yan's breath.

After the red line recognizes the master, Yuezhangzhi can be well controlled.

The red line is quite spiritual, driven by the broken branches of the moon, it floats in the air and extends forward.

However, it only extended three kilometers forward, came to a forest, and stopped in a circle.

Doesn't the red line work?

Yue Zhezhi frowned, and was about to put away the red thread when a few people rushed out from the woods.

"Master Immortal, please save my son."

"This is my only son, and the whole family counts on him!"

Before Yue Zhezhi could react, someone hugged his thigh.The one hugging his thigh was a middle-aged woman, wearing blue cloth clothes and a silver hairpin on her head. She was crying while hugging Yue Zhezhi's thigh.

Behind her, there is a woman and a man, both middle-aged, with graying hair.They carried a fat man on a stretcher.

The fat man was not very old, about ten years old, his legs were broken, and the amputated parts of the legs were wrapped in a layer of sackcloth indiscriminately, and blood seeped out.

As soon as the three people appeared carrying the stretcher, they put down the stretcher and cried around Yuezhezhi desperately.

"Master Immortal, please take a look at him."

"I know you. You are an immortal of Guixinzong. My son broke his leg on the way to recruit new disciples of Guixinzong. Please, save my son!" Lying on the ground, the mother of the unconscious fat man.

Yue Zhezhi frowned, he was even more anxious to find Rong Yan now, but he had no choice but to save him when he was asked to come to him.

He pushed the middle-aged woman's hand away, and knelt down to check the fat man's injuries.

It was torn from the base of the leg, it must have been bitten by something, the fat man had already passed out from the pain, even if he could be saved, he would be disabled for the rest of his life.

"The leg should have been eaten by a ferocious beast, and it couldn't be connected." Yue Zhezhi cast a spell to stop the bleeding on the fat man's broken leg, and then gave him some medicine that ordinary people can bear. "I stopped the bleeding and put medicine on him. , you take it back, take good care of it, and it will heal soon."

"Can't catch it?" The middle-aged woman didn't hear the second half of the sentence at all, but couldn't catch the three words, and was stunned.

Yue Zhezhi nodded: "Sorry."

Yue Zhezhi said sorry and was about to leave, but the middle-aged woman hugged his thigh again and stared at him.

"I heard that immortal masters can kill people, why can't they be accepted? Immortal master, are you unwilling to accept? If you are unwilling to accept, then take my son into the Guixin sect! This is also a good way to look forward to."

Yue Zhezhi was a little impatient, he didn't have a good temper in the first place, and he was even more worried that he was in a hurry to find Rong Yan.Trying to suppress his impatience, Yue Zhezhi didn't want to hurt the family members of the injured, and said:

"I'm sorry, but if you don't have spiritual roots, you can't enter the sect unless you are a handyman."

It has been the utmost benevolence to apply medicine to stop the bleeding on the broken branches of the moon.

This little fat man doesn't have spiritual roots, he's just a mortal, so logically speaking, he shouldn't go to Guixinzong to seek immortality.

But there are countless people without self-knowledge in the world. Since he has taken this step, he must bear the price he has to pay.

"My nephew was in danger on the way to worship Guixinzong as a disciple. No matter what, it should be your Guixinzong's responsibility!" This was Fatty's uncle, one of the middle-aged uncles.

"How can you be a handyman?"

Yue Zhezhi frowned tightly, and said: "Trouble get out of the way, I still have..."

"No! Today you either have to connect your legs, or take my son directly into Guixinzong!" The man should be Fatty's father. He stared at the Yuezhezhi mask with rounded eyes, and said, "Otherwise, don't even think about leaving. ! I know you, you are the great disciple of Guixin Zongcheng Venerable."

"Yes, if you want to go, just step on our corpses."

The rest of them didn't show any weakness at all, they were aggressive.

According to the regulations, righteous monks are not allowed to injure mortals. Anyone who injures mortals will be severely punished.

But this does not mean that monks of the righteous way are subject to mortals. For mortals, monks can directly refer to the local government and deal with them according to the regulations of the local government.

Yue Zhezhi has been harassed to the extreme by being entangled by several mortals.

"If you don't let it go, if you don't let it go, I will send you to the local government—"

Unexpectedly, out of the ordinary.

Black gas emerged from the ground, like a newborn dodder, crawling to the feet of a group of people little by little.

This group of people was anxious about the child, relying on the moon to break the branches to prevent him from leaving, and did not notice the black gas crawling from the ground at all.

The woman didn't notice either, she hugged Yue Zhezhi tightly, saying that it is the responsibility of your Guixin Sect, you must accept her son.

Suddenly, black gas entangled the bodies of several people, and several people screamed in horror.

"what?"

"Help!!"

But the black gas didn't listen to them at all, and the screams soon turned into screams. The black silk wrapped in the black gas strangled into their skin, and walked on their bodies like a slow knife cutting flesh.

The moment Yue Zhezhi saw the black gas, he knew it was Rong Yan. When Rong Yan was stimulated, when the inner demon appeared, the black gas like a dodder flower would inevitably appear.

He immediately cut off the black gas strangling into the skin of several people, and ordered them to leave quickly.

The few people were so frightened that they rolled and climbed up and lifted the stretcher with the fat man on it, trying to run away, but before they could run, the ground suddenly collapsed, and several people rolled into it.

While rolling in, dense black gas like a spider web wrapped around the collapsed place, and slid down inch by inch, pulling away the air.

Yue Zhezhi's eyebrows jumped, and he sacrificed the red thread, but unfortunately the black gas was so stubborn and continuous, even if it was destroyed with the red thread, it would quickly reorganize, obviously trying to kill these people.

Although Yue Zhezhi annoyed these people, he couldn't let Rong Yan get killed, he would be punished severely if injured, and if he got killed, he would be directly nominated to the world of cultivating immortals.

At that time, everyone will know that Rong Yan has spoken ruthlessly, and his reputation and status will be ruined.

Yue Zhezhi was extremely anxious: "Rong Yan, come out, we'll deal with it in a different way, there's no need to hit me."

The black gas remained unmoved, still determined to kill these people.

"Rong Yan!"

Yue Zhezhi immediately called Rong Yan's name again.

Rong Yan still didn't come out, he just focused on killing people, if this continues, two people will definitely die.

Yue Zhezhi was angry, he thought of Yiling's words, and said: "If you don't come out again, I'm going to sleep with someone else!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a drop of blood dripped from the shade of the tree above his head, onto Yuezhezhi's pale mask.