"Is it human?"

With such a soft word, everyone's face changed greatly in the small village.

Especially those majestic men holding deer peeling knives, and even the hands holding the knives burst out with blue muscles, their eyes fainted with blood.

The children were hiding behind the old man, and the fat woman who was washing clothes by the river lifted a few stones.

Fang Yuan stood quietly, glancing at their reaction, and raised a hint of mana...

"Then...the guests are business people?"

But at this time, the old man suddenly stepped forward and made a punch to Fang Yuan, accompanied by a smiley face, and said, "When my old man was young, he also had a fight with a human friend who came to Leizhou to trade. He was very bold in dealing with him, and invited me to drink alcohol, but since the goodbye to that cool city, our brothers haven’t seen them for decades, and miss him very much!"

As these words were spoken, the atmosphere between the venues was slightly slower.

The men holding the knives looked suspiciously and looked at the old man.

Fang Yuan also had some surprises. He knew the old man's guess. He knew that the demon territory was dangerous, but there was a kind of people who came over frequently. That is the traders interspersed around the world. These people are only for profit, north to Xueyuan, From the south to the sea and the west to the magic edge, wherever it is advantageous, go where it is. It is such a dangerous place as the demon domain. Because there are many valuable spar mines, they often come over, but this is only limited to In peacetime, now this time, it should have been withdrawn.

Now that the old man guessed, Fang Yuan said: "Yes, I used to recuperate and recuperate. When I came out, all the people in the company left!"

"Alas, the world is unstable..."

When the old man heard it, he was relieved and sighed. "Sit inside, let's rest!"

He said to the men holding the knives: "Still stunned, cook the meat quickly, the visitors are all guests, how can you be negligent?"

The men holding the knives were all stunned, so they slowly squatted down and continued to peel and cook the meat. One of them also smiled embarrassedly at Fang Yuan, while the fat women by the river, Quietly dropped the stone, and continued to squat down to wash clothes, but the voice was much lower, from time to time quietly glanced at the original above, and then whispered, and there was some laughter.

Under the guidance of the old man, Fang Yuan came to sit on a bluestone beside the grinding disc, and the group of small hair **** that had just hid behind the grinding disc were now emboldened. They all turned round and looked at Fang Yuan , A curious look.

"Oh, the guest sits a little bit, the old man first teaches this group of cubs to finish this book!"

The old man poured a wild camellia tea in a black porcelain pottery basin for Fang Yuan, then picked up the scroll and said with a smile.

"You also see Dao Yuan's true solution?"

Fang Yuan saw the words on the book, nodded and asked softly.

If the world says that the most widely spread book is naturally Dao Yuan’s true solution, I don’t know how much it has been printed, but Fang Yuan did not expect that in the remote village of this demon domain, there will be, although not the original, but It is quite strange.

"Oh, the esoteric truths in this book, I don't understand the old man, not to mention these small ones?"

The old man smiled and pointed to the little hairballs: "It's just teaching these little ones to recognize a few words!"

Fang Yuan nodded and said, "The truth you just interpreted is a bit different!"

The old man stunned slightly: "What?"

Fang Yuan smiled and said: "The sentence'Therefore often has no desire, to observe its beauty, often has desire, to observe its merits' meaning, it should have been the desirelessness to be lucid and subtle. The rules change, not what you say is to replace the mind with your heart.

The old man listened dumbfounded and sucked for a long while before he grinned wryly and said: "It's really learned..."

As he said, he looked at the little hairballs around him hesitantly and said, "Why not you..."

Looking at the little faces that were ugly and simple, Fang Yuan nodded, and took over the scroll in the hands of the old man, casually turned a page, slowly speaking, if he talked about this The realization of "Yuan Zhen Jie" is that there are few people in this world who are more thorough than him. Coupled with his profound knowledge, he is more than enough to tell these little things, and he has listened to the small hairballs.

Even the old man, with his ears raised at this time, seemed to be reluctant to miss a word.

Seeing this scene, the men who were peeling the deer and cooking meat also showed respect in their eyes, and their hands were much lighter, like they were afraid to disturb them, and the fat women returned after washing their clothes. It was also very interesting to wash a smooth large bluestone several times under the willow tree not far away, paved a glass pottery pot, and hesitated to move the jar of wine out.

"I will tell you so much today. The truth in the book can't be solved in one fell swoop. You need to have a good taste!"

Speaking of the willow branches on the moon, Fang Yuan stopped. He had already seen small hairballs attracted by the fragrance next to him.

"Thank you, sir!"

The old man sighed with emotion and hurriedly kicked a few small hairballs, standing in a row to salute Fang Yuan.

"Let's go eat!"

Fang Yuan touched the head of a small hairball and nodded.

"Sir, please sit down!"

The old man respectfully invited Fang Yuan to the willow tree and sat down on the most noble head. Next to him was a woman with a horse face, who quietly placed the fattest meat in a pottery pot in front of Fang Yuan. A man who just stripped deer just now held a jar of wine in his arms, but he didn't know how to pour it. In the end, the old man took it and poured Fang Yuan a big bowl.

Fang Yuan looked at them and slowly drank a bowl of wine.

Then the meat in the pottery bowl was picked up and eaten a few pieces, and then the tea cup was served slowly.

The wine is too strong, the meat is too rough, and there are still blood on it, but this wild tea has some fun.

This little tree fell, but there were only dozens of people gathered together. They devoured the meat and devoured it. I wonder if it was because of Fang Yuanzai, but it was quiet and abnormal. No, even the oldest patriarch of the best guest is just pouring tea to Fang Yuan from time to time, and then he said something like "Guest slow to use" with a smile.

At the end of the meal, the old man said: "The mountains are dangerous. Guests will stay here today?"

Fang Yuan glanced at him and nodded.

The old man hurriedly pushed the fat woman to clean up the room, and packed out the largest and most decent house in the middle of the village to Fang Yuan, as if to see that Fang Yuan loved drinking wild tea and poured a large pot. , Specially placed him in the room.

Fang Yuan was also polite, nodded and thanked them, and moved in.

As the night grew deeper and the surroundings were extremely quiet, Fang Yuan sat cross-legged on the couch and moonlight spilled in from the window.

The white cat is sleeping soundly, purring, very rhythmic.

Fang principle is waiting quietly, half of his face is in the dark, silent like statue of Zun.

"Squeak..."

As we approached midnight, it was the quietest time between heaven and earth. The next room was quietly opened, as if to worry about Fang Yuan hearing, the sound of opening the door was extremely low, but in such a quiet night, still Very obvious.

Fang Yuan did not move, but just waited quietly.

Immediately afterwards, many doors opened quietly, and there were sounds of broken sounds all around.

"Can I have a full meal?"

There was a little hair ball, which couldn't suppress the excitement in my heart, and he screamed quietly, but his mouth was quickly covered.

"Lighter!"

Someone asked.

Then the footsteps of Chong Chong Chong sounded, very cautiously.

In this small quiet village, in all directions, began to float a thick demon...

Fang Yuan sighed, a ray of green air appeared on his body, and turned into a faint sword light.

He looked at the door of his room, waiting for the moment when those people broke into the door!

...

...

For a long time, the wooden door did not move.

And around Fang Yuan's room, the sounds that had been broken into pieces gradually disappeared.

Around the village, there was a thicker enchantment rising.

Fang Yuan frowned slightly, feeling a little weird, and gently opened his eyes and looked out.

Taking his cultivation practice as an example, he opened his eyes and the slightest trace of the whole village was completely under his eyes, without missing anything. Then he saw that in the middle of the village, near the grinding disc, the old man and a group of small **** were included. Inside, they all formed a ball around, and there were demon spirits appearing on their bodies, and they all stretched their necks and slowly vomited towards the direction of the moon...

At this time, they all looked a little daunting, even greedy.

Bloody eyes and green muscles like earthworms appear on the body. Most people are half-beasted, and the spirits around them are floating, showing a strange **** color, including small hairballs, facing the front The moon in the night, the scene is strange.

But this scene gave Fang Yuan more feeling, but it was stunned.

His face changed slightly, and it took a long time before he sighed.

The sword light was quietly put away.

"Did you think you were wrong?"

These monsters go out in the middle of the night, not to sharpen their swords, but to spit the moonlight when the night is deepest~lightnovelpub.net~ Tonight is the fifteenth month, when the moonlight is the strongest, before he comes to the monster domain There are records in the scriptures I read, that monsters can breathe in the spirit of Yuehua to cultivate. In such a remote village, there is no spirit stone, and there is not much aura. The gods and mines used by those big demon are not People in this small village can afford it, so they have always been hungry.

Just waiting for the full moon, I vomited a few more mouthfuls of moonflowers to "satiate" myself.

And they are so careful, are they afraid of affecting their rest?

This sense of consternation made Fang Yuan's mood a little more complicated.

There was a little loss, and there was a hint of unspeakable relief, but after all, it was just a sigh.

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