Chapter 409 Village Chief Shi Miao's Headache

Just now, Shi Miao's consciousness vaguely sensed that there was a more powerful demon who seemed to be lurking on the top of the cliff.

But in the blink of an eye, this powerful threat completely disappeared.

This surprised and shocked Shi Miao.

Fortunately, the village was safe and sound, and Shi Miao breathed a sigh of relief.

Then she arranged for several foundation-building monks to continue guarding here, and the others returned to the village.

Along the way, Shi Miao was still thinking hard about the sudden disappearance of the powerful demon on the top of the cliff.

But unfortunately, no matter how hard she thought, she couldn't figure it out.

Shi Miao had to put this matter behind her, and then began to worry about other things.

Luoyou Village, resources are too scarce.

In recent years, in addition to having to hand over 500 full-patterned star-patterned stones to the "Prison Gate" every year, she has repeatedly killed demons and ghosts and opened the village protection formation several times, consuming too many spirit stones and talismans.

And this time, she had used up all the talismans in her hand after killing the sixth-level demon.

As the head of a village, she had the responsibility to take the lead in finding cultivation resources.

However, the scope of the "prison gate" for Luoyou Village was only the few barren peaks close to the bottom of the cliff.

Generation after generation, when it came to her, the resources of these peaks had long been exhausted.

Shi Miao knew very well that the self-sufficient era that had been passed down in the village for thousands of years could no longer continue.

The cultivators in the village must go out and find ways to find cultivation resources.

But going out is extremely risky.

Especially the "Nether Prison", it is said that a large number of demons and ghosts have escaped, and other villages in the Nine Nether Purgatory have too many similar predicaments to Luoyou Village, and the cultivators in these villages will definitely go out.

In this way, it is inevitable that they will attack and rob each other in secret.

Shi Miao returned to her cave in distress.

The warm and comfortable layout will always alleviate her distress to some extent.

She was half lying on a homemade recliner, with her beautiful curves visible.

She was still thinking about the livelihood of the entire Luoyou Village.

The villagers who could not cultivate immortals needed to be well fed and clothed, while the villagers who could cultivate immortals also needed spiritual stones, talismans, elixirs, magic tools and other materials.

It was really a headache.

Shi Miao suddenly hugged her head, with a trace of pain on her face.

Some scattered and strange memory fragments began to flash in her mind again.

After a while, Shi Miao gradually recovered.

I don’t know why, these memory fragments always appear in her mind in recent years, and every time they appear, she is very resistant.

Shi Miao lay for a long time, and a sound transmission note at the door of her cave suddenly lit up with a soft light.

She stretched out her hand and the sound transmission note fell into her white palm.

The divine consciousness scanned the content of the sound transmission note, and Shi Miao stood up suddenly, and her eyes lit up.

Then she paced back and forth in the house, with a changing expression on her face.

Finally, she gritted her teeth and made a decision...

At this time, Yang Che was making scallion pancakes for the children.

Looking at the children eating with their mouths full of oil and looking at the pot eagerly, Yang Che's face was also filled with smiles.

"Uncle Yang, your scallion pancakes are really delicious. If you open a store in "Tuba Town", there will definitely be too many people queuing up."

A little boy of eight or nine years old, with a chubby face, licked the pancake crumbs on the corner of his mouth and looked at Yang Che with a silly smile.

The little boy looked very attentively, as if he was carefully trying to figure out every subtle movement of Yang Che's hands.

Yang Che stood by the pot, not looking like a monk at all. He kept turning the wooden spatula, and soon, another fragrant scallion pancake came out of the pot.

Other children rushed over, but the little boy stood aside in a proper manner.

Yang Che divided the scallion pancakes among the children, and then handed the last piece to the little boy, smiling:

"Tong Ping'an, do you want to learn how to make scallion pancakes?"

When the little boy heard what Yang Che said, he paused for a moment after taking the scallion pancake, and then his eyes lit up and he nodded vigorously.

"Okay, I'll teach you later."

Yang Che rubbed Tong Ping'an's head, with regret in his eyes.

Tong Ping'an's parents died early, and now he lives with his elderly grandfather. He can be said to be the smartest child in Luoyou Village, but he has no immortal roots and cannot cultivate immortality.

Tong Ping'an yearns for the world outside the mountain.

There is a teacher named Mr. Guo in the village. Tong Ping'an can remember every word of Mr. Guo clearly in his heart.

For example, 'Tuba Town' is the prosperous world outside the mountain that Mr. Guo told the children.

According to Yang Che, Tuba Town is the only town in the area of ​​100 miles where dozens of villages can go to market.

It is a cultivation resource site obtained by a ‘Seven Star Prison Master’ of the prison gate, about fifty miles away from the cliff where Luoyou Village is located.

In normal times, Luoyou Village’s food, clothing and daily necessities, in addition to being self-sufficient, are also purchased by several foundation-building cultivators in Tuba Town.

The mortals in the village rarely have the opportunity to go to Tuba Town.

After all, the world outside the village is very uneasy.

Yang Che also got interested several times and listened to Mr. Guo’s stories about the ancestors of Luoyou Village with the children.

Among them, what surprised Yang Che very much was that Tong Ping’an’s ancestors for several generations were all immortal cultivators, but they died later.

On the contrary, starting from Tong Ping’an’s great-grandfather, they all had no immortal roots and could no longer cultivate immortals.

Yang Che thought of himself when he was six years old, he also depended on his grandfather, so he naturally took special care of Tong Ping’an.

…

The next day.

Yang Che was meditating and practicing in the inner cave as usual, when he suddenly received a message from the village chief Shi Miao, asking all the cultivators to rush to the village's stone chamber for meetings.

When Yang Che arrived, he found that he was the last one to be notified.

Yang Che didn't care and sat down on a stone bench at random.

When the village chief Shi Miao saw that all the cultivators were present, he said directly without beating around the bush:

"Everyone, my Luoyou Village is running out of cultivation resources. If there are more powerful demons or ghosts coming, I'm afraid it will be difficult to resist them for a few more times."

As soon as Shi Miao finished speaking, all the cultivators showed anxiety on their faces.

The resources in Luoyou Village were becoming increasingly scarce, and they naturally knew it clearly.

"Village chief, are you going to let us all go out to find cultivation resources?"

A strong bearded man with bare arms immediately asked.

Yang Che recognized him as the late foundation-building man carrying a hoe when he first arrived in Luoyou Village that day.

This person's name is Shi Luo, who is usually kind and gentle.

Shi Luo's words are exactly what the cultivators want to ask.

Shi Miao, who was wearing a white long skirt and had a plump figure, nodded and said solemnly:

"The situation in the village, I don't need to tell you, everyone knows it well. It is indeed time to go out and find cultivation resources."

Shi Miao said, and took out a jade slip with a move of his palm.

"This is what the village chief of Duijin Village sent me. Everyone, take a look."

As he said, he threw the jade slip to the nearest foundation-building cultivator.

Everyone passed it around one by one, and soon Yang Che also got the jade slip. After scanning it with his spiritual sense, he couldn't help but feel moved.

But he didn't show any emotion on his face, just returned the jade slip to Shi Miao, and then listened to the discussions of the cultivators.