Talk about the world of mortals in detail

The sky was getting dark. Yi Shuyuan walked out of the door, stretched out his hand toward the roof, and the gourd flew into his sleeve again.

By now, smoke was rising from the kitchen of Lao Li Chang's house, and Yi Shuyuan was waiting for him to prepare for dinner.

The three daughters of the old man are all married and now live here with their wives. The arrival of Yi Shuyuan also made the family lively.

The old man went to bed early and had a few more drinks tonight. After dinner was over and Yi Shuyuan helped clear away the dishes, the old couple went to bed one after another.

Although Yi Shuyuan also looked like he was going to rest, he certainly wouldn't lie down to sleep after entering the house.

Yi Shuyuan first placed the inkstone and took out the pen, and then took out the wine gourd from his sleeve.

After using his magic power to seal the gourd's surroundings, Yi Shuyuan gently pulled out the stopper.

A faint aroma of wine with a bit of heat wafted out, but it did not leave Yi Shuyuan's side.

A wisp of wine was poured into the inkstone by Yi Shuyuan. Hui Mian held the ink stick unsteadily and wanted to grind it, but Yi Shuyuan gently took it away.

"You'll get drunk if you smell the smell of alcohol, so go ahead."

In this slightly tense moment, Hui Mian's behavior also brought Yi Shuyuan some relief.

Yi Shuyuan's smiling words also gave Xiao Diao confidence, and the original fear was diluted.

Yi Shuyuan rolled up his sleeves and grinded carefully. The ink color blended with the "strong" wine and continued to rotate in the center of the inkstone, like a stormy wave surging in a small area.

However, under Yi Shuyuan's careful control, the movement in the inkstone gradually weakened and became softer, and finally turned into rich-colored ink.

Yi Shuyuan nodded slightly. He now wanted to learn a legendary allusion.

The folding fan was unfolded in Yi Shuyuan's hand, and the wolf brush was stained with special ink.

The hair on the pen tip is like a bottomless pit, constantly absorbing ink, completely sucking up the ink in the inkstone, so that the pen tip bulges slightly.

Yi Shuyuan held the penholder in his hand, stabilized his mind and controlled his strength, and then wrote directly on the fan.

The ink lines outline the form and gradually connect into one piece.

This time it's not writing any words, but drawing.

Hui Mian covered his nose and looked closer, and saw that under Yi Shuyuan's pen, a sharp feeling gradually appeared on the fan.

There was another burning sensation, which made Hui Mian feel as if he was not close to the folding fan, but close to the stove.

And in the midst of this scorching heat, I felt a strange chill.

A sword with cold light gradually appeared on the fan.

And because of the ink, there was a faint layer of red on the sword that was supposed to be black and white.

"call"

Yi Shuyuan breathed out gently, and before the ink dried, the folding fan in his hand was closed.

Holding the folding fan in his hand, Yi Shuyuan's magic power circulates in his body, constantly integrating into the folding fan. He is also connected to the folding fan's mind, and gradually reflects what he feels in his heart into the folding fan.

At this moment, the folding fan in his hand seemed to melt and became blurry.

The mind generates thoughts, thoughts transform into Dharma, Dharma generates illusion, and illusion transforms into reality!

Yi Shuyuan kept hinting at the true meaning of his heart. There seemed to be some mist and light in the sky above the folding fan, and it was more like ripples in the water, reflecting the shadow of the folding fan.

As the magic power continued to flow into the folding fan, Yi Shuyuan felt a slight sweat on his forehead, and the words "Alien" appeared faintly on the folding fan.

The folding fan becomes increasingly blurry, as if surrounded by mist. Instead, the reflection in the sky becomes clearer and clearer in the ripples.

When the folding fan was completely obscured by the fog, the increasingly larger ripples above it began to calm down.

When there was finally calm, the reflection had changed from a folding fan to a wine cup.

The fog in Yi Shuyuan's hand dissipated, and the folding fan actually turned into a wine cup!

Done!

Yi Shuyuan's heartbeat was several times faster than usual.

Sure enough, it is not unfounded that it is suitable to learn to make breakthroughs under pressure. It was almost impossible before, but today it finally happened.

Hui Mian also became excited all of a sudden, so happy that he subconsciously clapped his two paws.

Sir it’s done!

Yi Shuyuan showed a smile, but his magic power did not dissipate and he kept moving. He turned the wine cup to his right hand, grabbed the wine gourd again and poured wine into the wine cup.

As the wine filled up, the shadow of a sword floated on the water.

Yi Shuyuan glanced at Hui Mian, who was also looking at him.

Then Yi Shuyuan drank the drink without saying a word.

As the drink entered his throat, a burning feeling filled his mouth, and a sharp feeling made Yi Shuyuan's mouth hurt.

"Um"

Yi Shuyuan almost spit out the wine, and could even feel the fishy-sweet taste in his mouth, but he puffed up his cheeks and held back.

"Gulu."

Yi Shuyuan swallowed this sip of the strongest and most terrifying wine in his life, causing another burning sensation from his throat to his abdomen.

This move is originally called "Sword of Mouth and Honey in the Belly", which was originally an evil method developed by a demon who raised a sword in his belly a long time ago.

Yi Shuyuan's principle is that there is no good or bad law, and there is no fixed law. It depends on who uses it and how to use it.

Using this trick as inspiration, removing some of the dross, and incorporating your own ideas, this trick will produce new changes, enough to turn decay into magic.

Moreover, the wine was too strong for Yi Shuyuan to control, and it was difficult for him to be meticulous with his current Taoism.

However, he used ink to neutralize the strong force, used paintings to frame the shape of the sword, and then changed the folding fan that carried the sword. The carrier followed the wine and naturally melted into Yi Shuyuan's belly.

So with Yi Shuyuan's current behavior, he cleverly solved the difficulties step by step, and managed to hide the sword in his belly!

With the skill of Mojiu Hidden Sword, Yi Shuyuan had no problem controlling the sword in his belly.

Moreover, the power is absolutely undiminished, and it is absolutely unexpected!

The battle of skills is not just about magical powers in a simple sense!

"Let Yi come and meet you monster today!"

Hiding the sword in his belly, even though his belly was burning, it gave Yi Shuyuan a little more confidence.

"Sir, what if we can't fight?"

Yi Shuyuan patted Hui Mian on the head.

"Don't say depressing words!"

"oh"

Hui Mian held his head, and Yi Shuyuan's tone made him feel more relaxed.

Yi Shuyuan looked at the closed door.

"That woman drank blood during the day, and at night she will definitely seek out the evildoer's true form to regain her strength. Let's have a oriole behind her!"

A moment of synesthesia during the day made Yi Shuyuan understand that the cat demon's real body was not in good condition, so he was fully prepared to deal with the monster's damaged body.

That means killing him while he's sick! ——

Although the village elders and the couple have gone to bed, it is still early and the villagers are still active.

However, there was also some commotion in the village. An old man was calling his son's name and yelling that his family had not returned.

The commotion was so big that the village chief was so shocked that he put on his clothes and went there, arguing for a while with no result.

In the end, we can only go back to our respective homes and talk about it tomorrow.

As time went by, the lights in the village went out one by one.

There was not much entertainment at night in the mountain village, and the villagers gradually began to rest.

Yi Shuyuan didn't go out the whole time. At this moment, he was sitting cross-legged on the bed, his mind in an ethereal state.

No one in the village seemed to be keeping watch, and ordinary people would not know the time of night.

Around the time when the moon was shining brightly in the sky, Yi Shuyuan opened his eyes.

Can you finally bear it no longer?

In the village outside, the moonlight illuminated the originally dark village clearly, but because of the fog, the area close to the ground was often hazy.

A rather pretty woman quietly walked out of her home. She glanced around and then left in a hurry.

Almost no one would wander around outside in the middle of the night, and the neighborhood was not peaceful, so no one would go out at night.

The woman walked very vigorously and walked all the way to the edge of the village.

The old Li Chang's home is close to the village gate.

The woman reached the wall, looked around again, and then got down on all fours.

The next moment, the woman jumped directly over the wall and jumped outside the village.

A few breaths later, Yi Shuyuan landed lightly outside the wall, then tiptoed a little on the ground, looking for the evil spirit, and chased it with Qinggong.

The monster's true form must be hiding in the mountains, otherwise Yi Shuyuan would have discovered it long ago.

And the so-called miasma is probably related to this monster!

Yi Shuyuan is the kind of person who becomes more stable the more he is present, and can look at himself from another perspective.

And thanks to the experience of being a human being in two lives, he will not be confused.

Although he was confident in his ability to hold his breath, in this situation, Yi Shuyuan tried not to use immortal magic in order to be on the safe side.

It's just to restrain the aura and prevent the spell from leaking the energy.

Although the woman is no longer a human being, she obviously cannot fly in the clouds, but her speed is indeed not slow.

Yi Shuyuan restrained his breath and followed from a distance, and then he was slightly shocked because after a while, he felt another wave of evil energy.

This demonic aura was slightly different from that of the village widow, but it was fundamentally from the same source. It was also not much stronger, and it also made Yi Shuyuan uncomfortable.

There really is more than one little demon!

However, Yi Shuyuan has also been mentally prepared. He is not afraid of this kind of character who relies on beauty to seduce people and devour the essence. One more is not much.

Both those who were rushing in front and those who were chasing behind were not ordinary people. They were traveling very fast in the mountains, and the fog in the night in the mountains did not constitute any obstacle.

After a while, Yi Shuyuan gradually felt his scalp numb, and he became increasingly aware of a ferocious feeling.

The demonic energy began to become thicker, and the surrounding fog became weird, so that there were no insects or birds singing for a while.

It seems that this is miasma, and it is indeed related to monsters!

A small village built of wood gradually appeared in Yi Shuyuan's eyes, and many horse hoof prints could be seen wherever he passed.

It turns out there are really bandits!

It's just that the thieves' village in front of them is deathly silent at the moment. If the monster is hiding here, then this group of thieves must be in trouble.

Both women trotted into the village, while Yi Shuyuan stayed at the wall outside the village.

Although Yi Shuyuan has never seen many monsters in his practice, the ferocity of this monster energy made him understand that this monster is definitely not simple.

He had just gone out to travel around the world and encountered this kind of situation. It would be false to say that he was not nervous, but still, Yi Shuyuan could hold his nerve.

"Meow~"

A slight cat meow startled Yi Shuyuan. He looked at the fence in the distance of the village, and he didn't know when a cat was standing there.

This is definitely an ordinary cat, but this cat seems to have seen through Yi Shuyuan's hidden form?

Yi Shuyuan confirmed this the moment he almost met the cat's eyes, and this meow really cost his life!

The increasingly obvious evil spirits made Yi Shuyuan focus too much on the monsters.

The silent environment made Yi Shuyuan subconsciously think that all the animals had escaped based on his experience and logic during the day.

Is this what makes me ignore ordinary animals?

At this moment, Yi Shuyuan's scalp was numb, and the ferocious evil spirit in the village was already boiling.

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Also, sometimes it’s not that I want to stop, but that it just happens to be here. It’s just that my coding efficiency is not that high.