The Golden Elixir is a Star. Do You Call This Cultivating Immortality? Chapter 489

Chapter 489 The crisis in Hongyun Village, the voice of silence?

 A widow died in a lunatic asylum.

If no one reports the crime, no one in their yamen will take care of it.

Otherwise, you need to handle the case yourself.

Going to the yamen to work as a yamen servant is just an errand.

Of course no one wants to take care of them.

In this troubled world, countless "weeds"-like lives disappear every day.

How could the Yamen manage this?

Unless the person who died was of higher status, and unless too many "weeds" died at one time.

Lin Qinghe's eyes fell on the servant, and the aura of the military commander flashed past.

The servant was already hunched over, but now he was even more frightened and knelt on the ground: "In the past few days...in the past few days, Qi Yuan of the Qi family was sent to a lunatic asylum yesterday..."

"Qi Yuan?" Lin Qinghe frowned, "The son-in-law of the Shen family?"

Half a month ago, the news that Qi Yuan married into the Shen family in Ninghe County caused a sensation in Ninghe County.

Lin Qinghe had met Qi Yuan several times.

His father was a weapon master who eventually died.

However, the shadow of his ancestors was still there, and Qi Yuan was able to find an errand in the yamen.

As a result, this guy was lazy and couldn't stand the hardship, so he ran away after only working for half a month.

Over the years, his family's fortune has finally been ruined. Fortunately, he married into the Shen Mansion. Otherwise, Lin Qinghe felt that he might see Qi Yuan's body on the street corner.

"Him?" Lin Qinghe had a look of disdain in his eyes.

He would never suspect that Qi Yuan was involved in this matter.

Not to mention these strange beasts, black and white dogs, even Dean Zhou Wei, Qi Yuan can't defeat him.

"I've seen this kid Qi Yuan, and he can't do it unless... someone from the Shen family takes action.

If the Shen family had taken action, he would have been gone by now.

Or unless the Shen family spent a lot of money to personally ask an alchemist to refine the great medicine for him and improve his foundation. "Yamen servant Zhou Hu said from the side.

Lin Qinghe nodded. He had always used Zhou Hu very smoothly.

Suddenly, he thought of something and said softly: "Zhou Hu, in a few days, I will be transferred to the county. Do you want to come with me?"

When the surrounding government officials heard this, they immediately looked at Zhou Hu with envy.

Their leader, Lin Qinghe, had a different background from those of them. He came from a wealthy family.

Coming to Ninghe County is gold-plated.

Zhou Hu was stunned. For some reason, he felt an ominous feeling in his heart.

"Boss, I'll talk about this later."

About half an hour later, the people from the Yamen exited the lunatic asylum.

Zhou Hu followed Lin Qinghe, with a worried look on his face: "Boss, you take me to the county, Zhou Hu will never forget it.

However, the general term of a head catcher is at least three years. Why are you leaving suddenly? Could it be that... something went wrong in Hongyun Village? "

It has been two and a half years since Lin Qinghe came to Ninghe County. It stands to reason that he can be promoted to the county after another half year.

As a result, there was still half a year left, but I didn't want to stay anymore and just left.

There is something fishy about this.

Recently, villagers have disappeared one after another in Hongyun Village, and Lin Qinghe has been dealing with this matter.

Zhou Hu's suspicion may be related to this matter.

"You are right, it is related to Hongyun Village." Lin Qinghe did not hide anything.

Even if a wealthy family says something random and is heard by the common people, so what?

In this world, wealthy families don't need to be too secretive.

"After investigation, the people who have been missing in Hongyun Village are caused by a strange spirit.

This strange spirit is... yellow level, not just an ordinary yellow level! "

Mentioning this, Lin Qinghe looked worried.

The strange spirits in this world can be classified into several levels according to their strength and danger, such as mortal, yellow, mysterious, earth, heaven, and god...etc.

The mortal level is the weakest, and some even just **** the man's yang energy, which may only cause injuries to a dozen creatures.

The Huang level is different. The ghosts of the Huang level are enough to cause disaster and kill hundreds of people in a village.

Ordinary county government offices have trouble dealing with yellow-level ghosts.

"Yellow level, it's actually yellow level!" Zhou Hu's expression tightened, "Quickly go and notify the people in Hongyun Village to move them all out!"

"We can't move it away." Lin Qinghe shook his head with a helpless expression, "The strange spirit in Hongyun Village is very special. It comes from an ancient well. This ancient well is connected to the underground river of Hongyun Village. Almost all the people in Hongyun Village have drank from it. The water in the ancient well, they... will all die!"

"Besides, the people in Hongyun Village are making Hongyun porcelain day and night, and the last batch to be supplied to Moshan Kingdom will be released soon. They can't leave now!"

Hongyun Village is most famous for its Hongyun Porcelain.

This kind of porcelain is beautiful and crystal clear, and is most favored by dignitaries.

Ten years ago, the Moshan Kingdom went to war with the Ning Kingdom. The Ning Kingdom was defeated and had to cede several lands and pay tribute.

Hongyun Porcelain was among the tributes.

The last batch of tributes will be completely burned in half a month and then transported to Fucheng.

Therefore, no matter what, the people in Hongyun Village can only die.

Zhou Hu frowned, with a look of pain on his face.

He understood that Tou's family learned the news, so they transferred him.

Otherwise, Hongyun Village was destroyed during his tenure, and his assessment would not be excellent, which would affect his future career.

"Isn't there any way to mobilize a yellow-level military envoy?" Zhou Hu knew this, but he was still very angry.

Hongyun Village has a total of seven hundred households and a population of thousands!

"The ghosts in Hongyun Village are very special. Yellow-level soldiers are not good enough. They need Xuan-level soldiers! Xuan-level soldiers are now entangled in Yeshan Lake. How can they have time to take care of these kiln people?" Lin Qinghe said helplessly.

Although he also felt pity for these people, there was nothing he could do.

The number of Xuan-level military envoys in Ning Country is very rare.

As for the earth level and heaven level, they are even rarer.

It is even said that Ningguo does not have a heaven-level military envoy.

The prefectural-level military envoy is already at the peak of Ning Guo's combat power!

"Boss, I, Zhou Hu, can't go to the county with you!" Zhou Hu said through gritted teeth.

When Lin Qinghe heard this, he sighed: "If you abandon Hongyun Village and follow me to Fujun, maybe I won't value you so much."

"Is this a ghost?"

"It doesn't look strong either!"

"Sure enough, how can this kind of mini-boss created by the game compare to the physical strength I have exercised myself?"

The night was dark. Qi Yuan looked at a group of strange octopus-like spirits in front of him and let out a sigh.

"Master, hurry up... hurry up... I can't survive this old slave!"

"Bless me more!"

"Ah, it kissed my mouth and stuffed its tentacles into my mouth, oooh..."

Chen Kangfan gritted his teeth, his fair-faced face turned red, and his thin body was like an iron pincer, tightly restraining the strange spirit.

"Blessed, don't worry, I will kill it right away."

Although these days, Qi Yuan has been trying very hard to kill mosquitoes, even pretending to be a cat to kill mice.

But his experience point increase is still very weak.

His combat power is average.

When killing mosquitoes at night, Qi Yuan saw this strange spirit, and imitated the last time, blessing Chen Kangbao and asking Chen Kangbao to hold the strange spirit.

"Hold on a little longer."

Qi Yuan glanced at Wei Ling with a curious look in his eyes.

[The seven-clawed ink ghost is a mortal-level ghost. In the fairy world, it is comparable to a high-level monk in the Qi Refining Realm. 】

Qi Yuan was curious.

This seven-clawed ink monster looks fierce, but its combat power seems to be average.

If it were expressed in terms of Exploding Stars or Exploding Streets, this Seven-clawed Ink Slayer might not even be as good as a low-level Qi Refiner.

"Could it be...that the world is different and the rules are different?"

Qi Yuan was confused.

It's like, a person lives in a world made of cotton, and a person lives in a world made of steel. Of course, people living in a world made of cotton seem to be more destructive.

Of course, there are more doubts in this, which Qi Yuan cannot understand for the time being.

The information obtained was too little and too closed.

Now he is in the information cocoon of the game.

"I am the kitchen knife!"

Qi Yuan took action and slashed the tentacles of Seven-clawed Mo Gui with one knife. Suddenly, the tentacles broke and black water continued to flow out.

"Wow, this water is sweet and delicious." Chen Kangbao's face showed joy, "Mortal-level ghosts are sweet!"

"Hold tight, it's still struggling, don't hurt me."

Qi Yuan said, and once again kept taking action, like chopping vegetables.

With his strength, he would hardly be an opponent against this seven-clawed ink monster, but the one held by Chen Kangbao was different, like fish on a chopping board.

At this moment, Qi Yuan was thoughtful.

"I understand, how to play the role of a kitchen knife, Chen Kangbao, it turns out you are my cutting board!"

Chen Kangbao hugged the ghost and kept cutting. Isn't this just pretending to be a kitchen knife?

After understanding this, Qi Yuan suddenly discovered that the progress bar where he was playing the kitchen knife had changed to 30%.

A notification sound came.

[When the progress of playing as a kitchen knife reaches 30%, your body will gain the kitchen knife attribute and unlock the sharp attribute.

Your body is sharper. 】

"Ah? I unlocked the attribute of the kitchen knife and turned it into a kitchen knife?"

Qi Yuan clearly felt that his body had become sharper.

But he was worried.

This is ancient times.

The kitchen knife is obviously...not stainless steel.

Should he add some carbon tomorrow and turn it into steel first and then stainless steel? Otherwise, what if he takes too many baths and gets rusty?

"Master, are you okay?" At this time, Chen Kangfan said anxiously, "I'm almost full!"

He drank a lot of the blood of the Seven-clawed Mogui.

"When you hear the indifferent sound of the mechanical system, can you let go?"

Qi Yuan said as he slashed the body of Seven-claw Mo Gui with his sharp palm.

Suddenly, the Seven-clawed Mogui fell into pieces.

"You killed the seven-clawed ink monster, and your experience value has been greatly increased."

A cold and heartless mechanical sound came.

Qi Yuan's eyes lit up.

Because his character level was upgraded to level 15.

At one time, he upgraded to level 6, which was much faster than killing strange beasts and black and white dogs!

You know, after level 9, he killed a lot of mosquitoes, but he couldn't upgrade, as if he had hit a bottleneck.

Now, finally level 15.

After level 15, he clearly felt that something was different about himself.

Before level 9, he was still a mortal, but now, he could barely be considered extraordinary.

And as the Seven-clawed Mogui died, Qi Yuan discovered that its body seemed to disappear in a puff of black smoke.

This surprised Qi Yuan.

Chen Kangfan next to him was a little disappointed. He was still hungry and hadn't eaten the Seven-Claw Mogui.

Even though he can't eat guile, he is a servant of the God of Heaven. It shouldn't be too much to eat some guile, right?

"I think if we want to kill some tricks, it's better to kill the tricks to increase our strength faster!" Qi Yuan said seriously.

Killing mosquitoes is too slow to improve.

As for the brothers and sisters in the lunatic asylum, they spoke nicely, were very interesting, and did not offend Qi Yuan, so Qi Yuan would not kill them randomly.

Killing the ghosts is the best choice.

"Weird spirit?" Chen Kangfeng frowned, seeming to be thinking about something.

At this moment, Qi Yuan suddenly frowned and said, "Silence."

Chen Kangbao quickly stopped talking.

Qi Yuan looked thoughtful.

"I thought I heard someone calling me?"

Just now, he seemed to hear someone calling him.

However, the soundproofing in this world was so good that he couldn't hear clearly.

"Could it be the voice of silence?"

"No, no!" Qi Yuan shook his head violently.

The voice of silence is the absence of sound.

There were still sounds that he heard just now, but they seemed far away and he couldn't hear them clearly.

In Hongyun Village.

Zhou Hu was dressed as a police officer, with a broadsword hanging from his waist.

It seemed that because of the rain last night, the red mud on the ground was stained on the soles of his feet.

He stepped on the bluestone with a hint of worry in his eyes.

Before the official kiln is released, the news of the birth of the yellow-level ghost in Hongyun Village cannot be leaked.

Otherwise, he couldn't afford it, and it would also bring trouble to Lin Qinghe.

Now he blames himself and feels entangled.

"Master Zhou, this is it. Uncle Li...suddenly vomited water from his mouth last night, and then...died." Young Li Xiaodan's clothes were patched and his face was dark. Although he was young, he often went to the kiln.

Yesterday, the person who died suddenly and mysteriously in Hongyun Village was Li Xiaodan's neighbor.

"Um."

Zhou Hu entered Uncle Li's simple red clay house and walked out about a quarter of an hour later.

He looked ugly.

Because, in the past few days, more and more people have died in Hongyun Village.

"Master, come in and have a drink of water." Li Xiaodan shouted from outside.

Zhou Hu looked at Li Xiaodan's thin body and thought about entering Li Xiaodan's house.

He also has a son of about the same age.

Entering Li Xiaodan's house, you can see the simple house at a glance.

It is even said that there is not even a bedroom, only half a wall serves as a partition, and that wall is close to a bed.

Li Xiaodan brought the water: "Master, drink water!"

"Did it come from an ancient well?"

"right."

"Drink less of this water. It feels unclean." Zhou Hu did not drink the water.

Feeling helpless.

There is no one in Hongyun Village who hasn't drunk water.

"Master Zhou, people often die in the village these days. What's going on?" Li Xiaodan asked anxiously.

"Don't worry, I'm here." Zhou Hu paused and said.

"As long as I'm here, everything will be fine!" Li Xiaodan had an innocent smile on his face.

At this time, Zhou Hu's eyes were attracted by a strange "god statue" on the throne in the room.

"What is this? Do you still believe in God?" Zhou Hu asked curiously.

"A few days ago, a traveling businessman came over. He said that many people in Middle-earth believe in this god. Isn't it uneasy in the village recently? I was also afraid that I couldn't protect my sister, so I gritted my teeth and bought this god. , praying day and night, hoping that He can protect my sister and me.

This God is called God's presence!

The traveling merchant said that He is the most powerful...artifact in Middle-earth! "

Strange spirits are divided into levels such as mortal, yellow, mysterious, earth, heaven, and god.

The weapon controlled by the military commander also has the same name.

A powerful weapon, although unconscious, its power is unpredictable.

Many people will choose to worship artifacts to seek protection.

"Never heard of it." Zhou Hu shook his head.

At the same time, there were still words in his mind that he had not spoken out.

If this statue had power, Li Xiaodan wouldn't be able to afford it.

So... Li Xiaodan was probably deceived by the traveling merchant.

After all, even he couldn't afford that kind of statue, let alone Li Xiaodan.

At this moment, a cold voice came from outside the house.

"Shenlin is the Baicang Kingdom's sacred weapon. Unfortunately... there was a great chaos a hundred years ago, and this sacred weapon was shattered and turned into ashes.

Your idol is real... It's a pity that the **** is dead, so what's the use of the idol? "

A Taoist nun with a tall figure and a face as cold as jade walked in. When she mentioned Shenlin, there was endless melancholy in her eyes.

"Child, you can sell this statue to me for 500 taels of silver. Do you want to sell it?"

(End of chapter)

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