Chapter 1065: 1065

After putting the paper boat, the old man went to the boat first and said, "little brother, get on the boat."

Seeing that the old man was all right, Qingyang boldly walked to the paper boat. Then the old man took the paper oar in the bow and rowed across the river. Although the whole boat is made of paper, it is no different from a real boat. Qingyang can even see the swimming fish at the bottom of the boat through the thin and brittle paper, but the river has no impact on the paper boat.

The river, which was more than three feet wide, rowed to the opposite bank in a twinkling of an eye. Qingyang got off the boat first. After getting off the boat, the old man behind him picked up the paper boat from the water, folded it a few times and put it in his arms. Then he said, "this boat can still be used in the future, but it can't be wasted."

After crossing the river, old man Zhi took Qingyang for seven or eight miles. Then he came to the outside of a village, which was similar to the secular village Qingyang had seen. There were about 100 families, and the houses were basically built of masonry.

The village with hundreds of people is not small, but it has long been dark at this time. The villagers are estimated to be asleep, so it looks cold and quiet without a sound.

After entering the village, old man Zhi returned to his home. Qingyang continued along the street and soon came to the middle of the village and saw the inn called by Taoist Mao.

The inn is actually a dilapidated yard with a radius of more than ten feet. There is a facade in front of it that also sells some food, and there are several humble guest rooms in the back yard. The first seven villages are remote, and there are not many people in the whole village. Few outsiders come all year round, so the whole village is just such an inn and dining place, which looks shabby and shabby.

At this time, in the dead of night, I don't know if there is no one in the inn, or they all rest. Qingyang called two people outside, but no one answered, so he boldly pushed the door and entered.

The door was unlocked, and Qingyang opened it with a gentle push. The creaking sound of opening the door was very harsh in the silent night. Qingyang didn't care so much, so he directly stepped into the yard. Just about to go forward, a white figure suddenly flashed beside him and said, "here comes my guest?"

Qingyang was startled. A living man appeared and disappeared. He didn't know where to hide just now. He didn't even find it. However, after a closer look, I found that this should be just a puppet with no breath of life. No wonder it was not discovered in advance.

The puppet seems to be made of white wood. The workmanship is very rough. It looks a little pale in the night. Suddenly, it's scary. This puppet is different from the combat puppet used by friars. It has no strength and can only do some auxiliary work. However, it is good to make such a puppet in this rural area. What's more surprising is that it can speak.

Qingyang looked up and down at the puppet, and then said, "I'm Taoist Mao's friend. He hasn't come back yet. Let me live here first. Is your master there?"

The puppet couldn't seem to answer such a complicated question. After Qingyang finished, he paused slightly, and then said, "Sir, wait a minute, I'll invite the master."

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With that, the puppet turned and walked to the door of a room beside the backyard. He tapped outside. After a long time, a woman came out with a lantern. When she saw Qingyang, the woman smiled and said: "Don't blame me, sir. I didn't expect guests to come so late. I had an early rest. All my five or six guest rooms are empty. Sir, you can choose any one to stay."

"Thank you, elder sister." Qingyang arched his hand.

Then the woman said, "since you are Taoist Mao's friend, you are also my friend. You're welcome, little brother. Others call me sister-in-law sun. You just call me that. Little brother has worked hard all the way. Shouldn't you have eaten? I'll get you some food now?"

Then, before Qingyang could speak, sister-in-law sun handed the lantern to the puppet nearby, then took out a piece of red cloth from her arms and put it on her left hand. A moment later, she suddenly opened the red cloth. There was a bowl of steaming noodles in her hand, which was obviously just made.

Qingyang was stunned. He didn't see how sister-in-law Sun took out the bowl of noodles. He just observed that sister-in-law sun didn't have such things as receiving objects. Unexpectedly, there were so many strange people in this small touqi village.

From entering the abyss of falling ghosts to the present, Qingyang has met several people, from the Taoist Mao who drove the corpse, to the big fool who cut himself into several pieces and reassembled, to the old man who made a paper boat that can be used to cross the river, and sister-in-law sun who can manipulate a puppet and instantly turn into a bowl of noodles, one more strange and one more strange.

Qingyang has been cultivating immortals for many years and has some experience. Although these people's means are strange, they can still figure out some things. For example, after people die, they temporarily seal some souls that have not come and scattered in the body with special means, and then drive them back with Taoist Mao with secret skills. For example, the paper boat of old man paper should be used It was made in advance with secret arts. The back ones are just hiding people's eyes and ears.

Qingyang has never seen these secret arts, but compared with the real immortal, they are just some dirty secret arts. To put it bluntly, these people are also some low-level ghost friars who know some low-level ghost secrets and show off before Qingyang, an outsider.

There is a lot of attraction in the falling ghost abyss, and the monk's strength will be greatly limited. Under normal circumstances, he can't even give full play to half of his strength. Because of this, Shi Fuzhen Junming knows that Qingyang has fallen into the falling ghost abyss, and he doesn't dare to come down and hunt down in person, but is ready to ask others to help find it.

This is true for high-level friars, not to mention low-level friars. Open pulse friars like Taoist Mao are almost like ordinary people in the secular world. They belong to the bottom of the ghost abyss. They are lower than them. It is estimated that they are the descendants of those friars without spiritual roots.

These low-level friars can't reach the period of Qi refining or foundation building in their whole life. In addition, the strength they have cultivated is of little use. They simply don't waste time in this aspect. They use their intelligence in other aspects, so there are so many means of abnormal people.

After thinking about this, Qingyang was relieved. Although his strength was not restored, he had no means to kill and hurt the enemy, but his defense ability was very strong. The spirit snake armor of the best defense spirit weapon level could make the gas refining friars helpless by relying on his own defense. It is estimated that the first seven villages are a group of open pulse friars, and no one should be able to threaten him.

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