Chapter 52: You Can’t Stay

Although Zhuang Lin has a certain nature in this time, it is not that no one is going on.

First of all, I will also understand Tao Yuanming's whereabouts. Although I have asked the reason for the "Ask" last time, this time I may be able to figure out.

Since the things that are similar to the notice have been encountered, it is really a narrow road to the enemy. From intuitively, Zhuang Lin faintly feels that it is related to the last time, let alone to remove harm for the people!

Last time I came in a hurry, but Zhuang Lin's impression of the drunk Fenglou was still deep. The meal and wine were average, but if the news was the same, it was the best in Wuling.

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At this time, the city was lively. Although Zhuang Lin still had a novelty, it was not like the beginning of the last time. It was Liu Ye's entered the Grand View Garden, but he was more indulgent.

In front of the drunk wind tower, the guy at the door saw Zhuang Lin walking in front of the door and greeted him enthusiastically.

"This guest officer, but you have to eat wine and rice, please, please, please, the shopkeeper, the guest, one-"

Zhuang Lin entered the restaurant, and immediately had the guys inside to take care of it.

I just ordered some dishes and asked for a piece of corn. Zhuang Lin put down the book box and waited on the side. At the same time, he also listened to the sound of the sky inside the restaurant.

In the case of Zhuang Lin's intentions, the ears are keen, and the sound of many people chatting is clearly distinguished.

Some of the private affairs with trivial and jokes were automatically applied by Zhuang Lin. In addition, there were many rumors about Taohuayuan.

After listening for a while, Zhuang Lin finally heard something that he was more concerned about now. He glanced at the side over the face, and he was a few people in the corner.

"I heard not, for a while, the head of the head of the gate took the people to ambush the thief, and folded the life of several good guys ..."

"Who doesn't know, that's what is the thief, it is clearly a monster ..." "His ... noon to listen at noon, how can people make people cold ... "

"It is said that more than half a year ago, that ambush, Lu Caitou once hurt the monster. I did not expect that after a while of dormant, the so -called high -man who had invited the approach had received a lot of money. Field, no use!

"It's all scammers!" "Didn't Lu Lu come out this time?"

"Well, this time the catcher is not over, and the big mouth is drawn on his body ..."

"What should I do, can Yamen be handled?"

"... Which of our lives and deaths, how many are there a good man like Lu Caitou?" How many are there? "

"I think Lu Jing is also a hill ..." "I don't agree with this ..."

"I don't agree, the monster obviously came to get revenge, and there was a kind of grudge for myself, didn't you harm everyone?"

"It seems that people outside the city dare not go out in the dark now?"

"Moreover, the hunter who had helped Lu Caishou before, seemed to have happened when he entered the mountains ..."

... ...

Talking over there seemed to be a little exciting, but also kept whispering as much as possible.

Zhuang Lin listened here and frowned slightly from time to time. If he had been in contact with this kind of words online, he had to talk about two sentences, and now he has no interest in talking.

"Guest officer, your vegetables are here ~~~ This is lard cabbage, this is steamed mutton, this is corn rice ..."

The guy enthusiastically put the meals from the tray to Zhuang Lin's desk case. The officer's appearance is not good, and he must be entertaining with your heart.

Of course, Zhuang Lin had only come once, and no one in the restaurant seemed to recognize him.

At this moment, Zhuang Lin didn't wait for the guy to leave, so he asked.

"This little brother, ask you something, don't know if it is convenient?"

The guy hurriedly bent down again.

"Look at the guest officer, what's wrong with it, you ask, the little knowledge is nothing!"

Zhuang took out a five big money and handed it to the hand, and the latter suddenly smiled.

"When I was studying in the lower side, I did not communicate when I first arrived in Wuling. I only entered the city to see the government notice. It seemed that there was a stream of thieves. I could hear what the nearby guests said, and there were other hidden feelings. I wonder if my brother could talk to me about me. "" "

The guy thought about it and knelt down on the side of the table.

"Guest officer, you can ask the right person, the news in Wuling, no one is more spiritual than us."

Talking about the sideways looked around, and then lowered the sound.

"Actually, what the thief is, it is clear that there is a demon evil. At that time, I saw the person in the government who came out of the government to deal with the corpse head. The neck was torn away, and the flesh was gone. Ah ... I thought the last time I had been removed by the mage. ... "

Jiu Lou Guan Xunxu said for a while, and it wasn't until other diners shouted him.

After listening to the narrative of the restaurant's buds, Zhuang Lin listened to some conversations of other diners in the building, and his face was thoughtful.

Now Zhuang Lin is basically determined that the so -called demon evil was the last time they had seen it, and it was basically the weird and missing woman.

It was just that the last time the demon may be afraid of several of them, so he did not show up.

But in general, Zhuang Lin's evaluation of this so-called evil spirit is that it is not very advanced, but it is insidious and cunning, and can pose a greater threat to ordinary people. It has begun to devour human spirits to practice, and its evil should be punished!

Although Zhuang Lin does not know much about monsters, it is not difficult to infer that this kind of monster harms people mostly to "borrow" human spirituality, and the way of "borrowing" is cruel, vicious and primitive, that is, eating people and drinking blood!

And this method is as addictive as taking drugs!

You can't stay!

Zhuang Lin thought about it, and looked down at the plate again. The dishes were cold and the lard was frozen. He could only pick up chopsticks and eat this meal hastily.

Since he has made a decision, Zhuang Lin will not visit Yu Jingxuan and Zhao Chenyu today for the time being. After all, there will be a round of greetings to keep them, and it will be inconvenient to go out again.

Wuling is mountainous, and it gets dark very quickly.

After checking out of Zuifeng Tower, Zhuang Lin directly turned along the avenue and turned to another road, heading straight to the northeast gate.

According to the staff of Zuifenglou, the evil spirit may have suffered losses before, and now it rarely harms people in places close to the county town.

In the past, there were rumors that people were harmed in the mountains, in the valley outside the southwest gate, and in the Shili Pavilion outside the northeast gate...

Zhuang Lin almost had a vague feeling in his heart after hearing it, like a spiritual response, and he probably knew which direction the thing would wander tonight.

So Zhuang Lin had a clear direction at this time. Although he was carrying a book box, his steps were not slow.

After leaving the city, he walked quickly. When there were few pedestrians, he seemed to be walking on a gust of wind. He often walked more than ten steps in a few steps.

So sometimes some passers-by may see a Confucian scholar passing by, but when they look again, they find that he is already far away, but no one pays attention to him.

Shili Pavilion, as the name suggests, is a pavilion set up ten miles northeast of Wuling City, for passers-by to rest and shelter from the rain.

However, this pavilion was built a long time ago. Now the road has been slightly changed, and it has changed from a main road to a small road, so it looks a bit desolate. However, people on the main road usually need to rest, and they can get here by walking a little distance.

When Zhuang Lin arrived, the pavilion was surrounded by weeds. He simply swept the weeds in front of the pavilion with a wooden stick, and the weeds in front of the pavilion were cut off one after another. Then he flicked his sleeves and swept them into a corner of the pavilion with a gust of wind.

Zhuang Lin walked into the pavilion, put down the bookcase, and saw a black mark of fire in the center of the pavilion. He looked around and saw that it was still early, so he went out again. When he came back, he had already carried a lot of wood.

After late autumn, the weather is cold, and it is normal to light a bonfire. The firelight is also easy to attract attention at night.

Zhuang Lin was not worried that the thing would find something abnormal after approaching. His spiritual perception must be higher than that of the other party. At that time, can it still run away?

The sun soon set in the west, and the sky began to darken. No pedestrians could be seen on the main road in the distance, let alone the pavilion where Zhuang Lin was.

Apparently, the rumors of evil spirits around Wuling were still very intimidating, especially in this Shili Pavilion, where pedestrians were almost extinct before dark.

Zhuang Lin circulated the five elements in his body, the wood spirit in his liver became active, the fire element in his heart became strong, and he pointed his sword at the firewood.

"Wow~"

A cluster of flames rose from the center of the firewood pile, and soon ignited the firewood, bringing some warmth to the pavilion.

Zhuang Lin sat cross-legged on the haystack next to the bookcase, took the brown sandalwood heart from the master of the valley class, and took out a small carving knife from the bookcase, and began to pick the wood bit by bit.

The unusually hard brown sandalwood heart was easily shaved off layers of thick or thin shavings under the operation of the knife in Zhuang Lin's hand, and the wooden stick gradually changed in his hand.

As time went by, the fire in the pavilion unknowingly overwhelmed the afterglow of the sunset. The flames swayed with the breeze around, dragging Zhuang Lin's shadow and swaying constantly.

The wooden stick in Zhuang Lin's hand has become more and more like a sword.

It can be regarded as a whim. Today, Zhuang Lin saw some Confucian scholars in the city wearing swords. In addition, he had the idea of ​​making a "big toy" in the future. With today's matter, he simply used the materials in his hand to carve a wooden sword!

There is no satisfactory fairy method to use now. Zhuang Lin thinks that using fists is not very elegant. To get rid of this evil, a wooden sword is enough!

Today, Zhuang Lin has experienced the influence of the Hidden Immortal Valley and has achieved success in cultivation. He deserves the title of being clever and skillful. Even if it is a wooden sword, it will not be made lightly. Although it will not be too fancy, it must be natural and handy.

The sun has set and the sky is getting darker.

The surroundings are not wilderness, but more wilderness. The calls of various animals have increased. The wind whistles, blowing Zhuang Lin's clothes from time to time.

Zhuang Lin seemed to be completely unaware of the changes in the outside world, immersed in the carving of the wooden sword.

Suddenly, Zhuang Lin paused and looked up. It was not the evil spirits that came, but several people in the distance who were walking from the direction of Wuling.

Obviously, the people who came were also very surprised to see the fire in Shili Pavilion. The footsteps became much faster and they quickly approached here.

"Ah? There are actually people who dare to camp here?" "Is it a scholar?"

There were four people in total. At this moment, they all came to the pavilion and looked at Zhuang Lin in astonishment. The scholar seemed to have seen and heard nothing, but just scratched the wood with a knife. With the help of the firelight, he was actually carving a red wooden sword?

The person in the lead had a pale face as if there was no blood. He carried a large sword on his back and walked into the pavilion first. He glanced at Zhuang Lin's bookcase and other things before speaking.

"Sir, are you here to study in Wuling? Don't you know the rumors here?"

Zhuang Lin looked up at the people who came. The leader was a government official. Although he didn't wear any official uniform, he could not hide the faint official aura on him.

The other three people were full of energy and blood. One of them was holding a gun and the other two were equipped with knives. They also had a mixed evil aura. They must be the gangsters!

Could they also want to get rid of that thing?

This thought only lasted for a moment, and Zhuang Lin answered with a smile.

"Rumor? Oh, of course I heard that there is a Peach Blossom Spring in Wuling, which is the place where the survivors of the pre-Qin Dynasty lived. I came here specially to take a look, but it was late, and this pavilion was called Shili. The road was still far and I couldn't walk anymore, so I thought of staying here for one night."

One person said immediately.

"Don't stay, Wuling City is ahead, there is a place to stay overnight at the port outside the southeast gate, leave quickly!"

"No, it's dark, it's too dangerous to walk at night!" "Then should we send him? Wouldn't it be a waste of time and energy!"

"Just leave him here, anyway, there was nothing here in the past two days, and it's probably the same today. That thing must be scared when it sees us guarding it!"

Several people said this, and the leader nodded and looked at Zhuang Lin.

"Sir, since this is the case, let's squeeze in this pavilion together, you don't have to go out alone, don't worry, I am Wuling County Constable Lu Jing, not a bad guy!"

Zhuang Lin was slightly surprised and looked at the man carefully. This person is Lu Jing, how dare he come out?

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