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Chapter 1065 Paper Boat

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    After placing the paper boat, the old man walked to the boat first and said: "Little brother, let's get on the boat."

    Seeing that the paper old man was fine, Qingyang walked up to the paper boat bravely, and then the paper old man picked up the paper oar at the bow and rowed towards the opposite side of the river.  Although the whole boat is made of paper, it is no different from a real boat. Qingyang can even see the fish swimming on the bottom of the boat through the thin and brittle paper, but the river water has no effect on the paper boat at all.

    The small river with a width of more than three feet was rowed to the opposite bank in a blink of an eye. Qingyang got out of the boat first, and after the old paper man got off the boat, he picked up the paper boat from the water, folded it a few times and put it in his arms, and then said: "  This ship can still be used in the future, but it can¡¯t be wasted.¡±

    After crossing the river, the old man Zhi took Qingyang another seven or eight miles, and then came to a village. This village was similar to the secular village Qingyang had seen before. There were about a hundred families.  Basically they are built with masonry, stone and civil engineering.

    The village with hundreds of people is not too small, but it is already dark at this time, and the villagers are probably asleep, so it looks deserted and there is no sound at all.

    After entering the village, the old man returned to his home, while Qingyang continued along the street, and soon came to the middle of the village, where he saw the inn that Taoist Mao said.

    It is said to be an inn, but it is actually a dilapidated yard with a radius of more than ten feet. There is a facade in the front and some food, and there are a few simple guest rooms in the back yard.  The location of this seven villages is remote, and there are not many people in the whole village. Few outsiders come here all the year round, so the whole village only has an inn and a place to eat, which looks dilapidated and shabby.

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

    The gate was not locked, and Qingyang opened it with a light push. The creaking sound of the door opening was extremely harsh in the silent night, Qingyang didn't care so much, and directly stepped into the yard.  Just as he was about to walk forward, a white figure suddenly flashed beside him and said, "The guest officer is here?"

    Qingyang was startled unexpectedly. A big living person appeared and disappeared. He didn't know where he was hiding just now, and he didn't even notice it.  However, after taking a closer look, I discovered that this was probably just a puppet, with no life breath at all. No wonder it was not discovered in advance.

    The puppet seems to be made of white wood, and the workmanship is very rough. It looks a little pale in the night, and it is very scary at first glance.  This puppet is not the same as the battle puppet used by monks. It has no strength in itself and can only do some auxiliary work. However, in this kind of rural place, it is not bad to be able to make such a puppet. What is even more surprising is  He can still speak.

    Qingyang looked the puppet up and down, and then said: "I am a friend of Taoist Mao, he hasn't come back yet, let me live here first, is your master here?"

    The puppet seemed unable to answer such a complicated question. After Qingyang finished speaking, he paused slightly, and then said: "Guest officer, wait a moment, I will invite the master."

    After the puppet finished speaking, he turned and walked towards the door of a room on the side of the backyard, and knocked lightly on the outside. After a long time, a woman came out with a lantern. When she saw Qingyang, the woman smiled.  He smiled and said: "Guest officer, don't blame me. I didn't expect that there would be guests coming so late, so I went to bed earlier. All five or six guest rooms in my place are empty, and guest officer can choose any one to live in."

    "Then thank you eldest sister." Qingyang cupped his hands and said.

    Then the woman said again: "Since you are Taoist Mao's friend, you are also my friend. You are welcome, little brother. Everyone calls me Mrs. Sun, so you can call me that. You have worked hard all the way, little brother. You probably didn't eat."  ?Shall I get you some food now?"

    Then, before Qingyang could speak, Sister-in-law Sun handed the lantern into the hands of the puppet next to her, then took out a red cloth from her arms and put it on her left hand. After a moment, she suddenly opened the red cloth and found a bowl in her hand.  The steaming noodles are obviously freshly made.

    Qingyang was stunned. He didn't even see how Sister-in-law Sun took out the bowl of noodles. He had just observed specifically that Sister-in-law Sun didn't have anything like a talisman on her body. He didn't expect that this little head  There are so many strangers in the Seven Villages.

    From entering the Fallen Ghost Abyss to now, Qingyang has met several people, from the Taoist Mao who drove away the corpse at the beginning, to the stupid guy who cut himself into several pieces and then reassembled them, to the paper boat he made.  The paper old man who can be used to cross the river, and the Sister-in-law Sun who can control the puppet and instantly conjure a bowl of noodles, each one is more strange and weird than the last.

    Qingyang has been cultivating immortals for many years, so he still has some knowledge. Although these people¡¯s methods are strange, they are stillIf you think about it carefully, some things can still be figured out.  For example, exorcism involves using special means to temporarily seal the missing and disintegrated souls in the corpse after death, and then use secret techniques to drive them back to follow Taoist Mao.  For example, the paper boat used by the old paper man should have been made in advance using secret techniques, and the latter ones are just deceiving people.

    Qingyang has never seen these secret techniques, but compared with real immortal cultivation, they are just some inferior secret techniques. To put it bluntly, these people are just low-level ghost monks who know some low-level ghost secret techniques.  , showing off before Qingyang, an outsider.

    The suction force in the Fallen Ghost Abyss is very strong, and the monk's strength will be greatly restricted. Under normal circumstances, he cannot even exert half of his strength. Because of this, the Shifu Zhenjun did not dare to personally know that Qingyang fell into the Fallen Ghost Abyss.  Come down to hunt down, but prepare to let others help you find it.

    This is true for high-level monks, not to mention low-level monks. Monks in the Pulse Opening Realm like Taoist Mao are just like ordinary people in the secular world. They belong to the bottom of the Fallen Ghost Abyss and have a lower status than them.  It is estimated that they are the descendants of those immortal cultivators who have no spiritual roots.

    It is impossible for these low-level monks to reach the Qi Refining Stage or Foundation Establishment Stage after a lifetime of training, and the strength gained through cultivation is of little use, so they simply stop wasting time in this area and use their intelligence and talents in other areas.  That¡¯s why there are so many extraordinary methods.

    After thinking about this, Qingyang suddenly felt relieved. Although his strength has not been restored and he has no means to kill or injure the enemy, his defensive ability is very strong. The Spirit Snake Armor, which is the ultimate defensive weapon level, can only rely on its own  The defensive power can make Qi refining monks helpless, and this seven villages are probably a group of monks who have opened the veins, and no one should be able to threaten him.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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