Chapter 62.
“How is this …… environment different from what was thought?”
Mr. Huang continuously wiped the beads of sweat emerging from his forehead, his eyes looking around from time to time, as if he was trying to find a way out.
Just around in addition to the misty jungle or misty jungle, Mr. Huang suspected that no one to lead the way if relying on their own lifetime can not turn out!
The other few people were equally bad, following the ghost while showing their trepidation to the fullest.
Mr. Lu walked at the end of the group with his head down, he was equally panicked and subconsciously felt that he was being hypnotized.
However, he soon realized that although the environment was deeply gloomy, the air was exceptionally refreshing.
Between breaths, his body, which should have been exhausted, seemed to be revitalizing?
The Buried Bone Ground was still small now, and it was all due to the formation plus the mist that affected these people’s judgment.
A few minutes later, the ghost led them in a circle which led them to the humble farmhouse on top of the hill.
The farmhouse was not big, there were only three thatched huts in a row, and then in the front yard of the house there was a stone round table and six round benches.
Mr. Huang looked towards those stone benches, then at the number of people he and the others had, and vaguely guessed that their destination had arrived.
Sure enough, the apparition leading the way pointed towards those stone benches and let out a hoarse and unpleasant voice:
“Go there!”
“Sit!”
Mr. Huang heard this commanding tone in a bit of a trance, how many years had it been since he had heard such a tone.
Ever since he made his fortune, whether it was those who came to inspect or went to meet those high-ranking people, everyone was mostly polite and courteous.
He Huang always suffered in his life still not …… well still can continue to endure this point of aggression.
The six rich people showed a humble smile to the ghost, and then sat around the stone table.
Squeak squeak!
The buttocks had just sat down, and there was a rattling sound from around the hut.
Immediately, Mr. Huang, Tycoon Lu, and the other six, were horrified to see that a large number of sturdy rats had actually appeared in all directions, converging around them and surrounding them!
Good thing they six are not dense phobia, or not on the spot coma not!
“Jiejiejie!”
After a few seconds of feeling the immense pressure of being surrounded by rats, a sudden burst of creepy laughter broke the oppression.
Along with the sound, the door of the thatched hut was opened.
The Rat Taoist, who was holding a walking stick and wearing a rat tattoo mask, slowly walked out.
In the eyes of the six people, the densely packed rats on the ground were like the tide receding, making way for this old cultivator and then looking at him as if they were stars.
Not knowing if it was an illusion, Mr. Huang and the others always felt that these rats were all humane, their eyes looking at that old cultivator were filled with awe and a hint of frenzied madness.
Seeing the rat Taoist walking towards them.
The six people who realized that this was probably the rightful owner stood up in unison and bent over.
With smiles on their faces, their attitudes were as amiable as they could be.
Su Ping swept past these six people and gripped his walking stick and gently tapped the ground.
At that moment, a clear wind blew, blowing away the mist of the small courtyard at the same time, also making the rat group exit outside the small courtyard as they came and disappeared.
“Old immortal Buried Bone Ground Rat Taoist, meet all of you who are destined to be here!”
“Greetings Immortal Master!”
Mr. Huang and the others hadn’t heard of the Bone Burrowing Ground’s name, but that didn’t stop them from making thunderous expressions and movements.
At the same time, they secretly memorized every word that the Rat Taoist said in their minds, preparing to analyze and study it if they had the chance to go back.
In addition with just to the rat tide, this Taoist number also makes them more or less a little uneasy, the movement is also more and more hasty up.
Mouse Taoist nodded slightly, to these few mortals without too much politeness, waved out the sleeve to perform the imperial art with the storage bag, on the spot praised some of the sleeve spells.
Let the round table appeared a teapot and six teacups.
And then that teapot floated up with the help of the imperial art, pouring a cup of hot tea for each of the six people after.
“Sit!”
The Mouse Taoist gave an order, and the six people who were still bent over hurriedly gave an alas in response and sat down.
“Don’t be afraid, the old immortal is not an evil person.”
“This time called you people of destiny to come, also just some things want to find people to help.”
The Mouse Taoist said this and paused.
As expected, one of the six people who immediately wore a wig began to follow the words:
“Immortal Master has something to look for us, it’s an honor for us!”
“Immortal Master feel free to command, even if it means dumping my family’s money into Little Yellow I won’t even blink an eyebrow!”
“Yes, I feel the same way, please feel free to command, Immortal Master!”
The other few were also human beings, and when they heard someone speak up first, they also hastily chimed in.
They were afraid of being slowed down and being considered ungrateful.
As a matter of fact, if it wasn’t for the fact that this Mouse Taoist in front of him and the surroundings were really the wrong picture.
There is also that towering human face acacia tree, unintentionally look at a glance can bring them a great psychological impact.
A few of these thick-skinned, afraid of not already a tiger down the mountain, with the head on the ground kneeling and begging the immortal master to accept the disciple.
Even if it is not a formal disciple, the name is also very good, and then not help the handyman is not unacceptable ah!
In front of the Immortal Fate, what is the face of the skin!
Looking at the six people who were afraid of themselves and thirsty and greedy for themselves.
Su Ping was satisfied.
And he was also satisfied with this incarnation of himself.
This vest of the Mouse Taoist was very tacky and immodest on first hearing, even with a bit of lewdness, the first impression was not good.
But in Su Ping’s opinion, it was for these reasons that he had chosen such a vest.
He had to have such an impecunious vest to be suitable for contacting these guys in front of him and to facilitate all kinds of demands that are not there.
In these people’s opinion, such a vulgar evil cultivator would only ask for help from a small boss like them who had a little bit of strength but not much.
And would spontaneously brainstorm reasons for them after encountering all sorts of wrong requests.
Otherwise, if Su Ping were to use his identity as the Yunlai Sword Immortal to get in touch with these greedy merchants, and then made all sorts of mundane related requests.
Not to mention whether the picture was right or not, when these people went back they themselves would be muttering in their minds that their persona had collapsed, right?
The same is true for the big devil, what black mountain old demon that is not directly occupy the mountain as the king of the right, run to find a few small bosses to ask for manpower and material resources is what the style of painting!
Things must be demonic ah!
And more importantly, the rat Taoist such a forced low villain style, it is easier to be subconsciously considered narrow-minded, temperamental ah!
This kind of evil cultivator is the line of despicable villain thing, shameless to go to the big bully small revenge ordinary people, looks very reasonable is not it?
Thus directly in the hearts of these destined to bury a thorn in the heart in advance, so that they do not have the courage to point a gun at a good person at the beginning.
Invisibly, it would save Su Ping a lot of trouble!
“Your intentions are received by the old man.”
“Your attitudes, I am very satisfied.”
“Let’s drink tea first, it is not a good tea, but it is a rare spiritual tea for you all.”
Daoist Mouse waited for the concurring voices of the crowd to fall before reopening his mouth.
And then, Mr. Huang and the others gazed at the tea in the teacup.
Even from a distance, this tea smelled good!
However, when they thought about the experience on this journey, and the image of the Rat Taoist.
The first thing that came to their minds was chronic poison, parasites, casting spells, and other bad words.
Just …… Mr. Huang glanced at the Rat Taoist who seemed to be staring at them eerily, and his breath was getting colder and colder, and with a clench of his teeth, he was the first to raise the teacup and drink it.
Immediately, a stream of heat flowed out from his abdomen, making his whole body warm and indescribably comfortable.
The rest of the few people also followed suit and drank the hot tea, and also noticed the benefits of this tea.
They didn’t know that these teas were all made from the tea froth sent by the scattered cultivators from the Golden Bird City side.
Su Ping hadn’t drunk this kind of low quality spirit tea since he started fishing.
And just this one pot of tea, the previous pots had been drunk by the little black cat and the puppy first.
I am afraid that the psychological effect that this pot can play now is far greater than the actual effect.
However, it seemed that for these ordinary people who had come into contact with extraordinary substances for the first time, at least for a short period of time, they still had some feeling.
After they finished drinking the hot tea, the color of surprise appeared in their eyes.
Only then did Su Ping continue in a deep voice:
“The reason why the old man is looking for you guys is also because the old man doesn’t have a few years left to live, so ah, some of the rules won’t be able to control me!”
Hearing that this Transcendent Old Cultivation in front of them did not have a few years to live, Mr. Huang and the others did not rejoice instead their backs began to chill.
The invincible man is scary, dying, and the Transcendental Cultivator …… who dares to ignore the rules is afraid to be even more scary!
They hurriedly stood up and bent over to make a gesture of washing their ears.
“Ahem, the old immortal is not afraid of death, just do not want to bury the bones to break the inheritance.”
“So …… on the one hand, the old immortal wants your help to find someone!”
“On the other hand, the old immortal intends to refine pills and make artifacts, and also needs you guys to provide some of the material resources!”
“In exchange, all of you can serve as my Buried Bone Land’s registered disciples.”