Volume 2: embarking on the road to immortal cultivation

Chapter 14: Welcoming the guest house   Yu Mo catches the little thief

Yumo's spiritual consciousness swept back and forth around the shop a few times, and found no suspicious things, only the dog from the neighbor's house was barking.

Seeing Lin Xiantong playing with Lin Yao in the snow like a child, Yumo thought that these two were a pair of naughty children!

The two of them ran in the snow for a while, and when they turned around, they saw Yumo coming, they stopped. Lin Yao pulled Yumo and said: Young Master, look at me and my little boy, how about this painting we made?

Very beautiful! Yu Mo was very happy to see Lin Xiantong, and Lin Yao pulled herself very excited.

Yu Mo pointed, and the footprints on the ground slowly changed, as if they had turned into a pine tree composed of water mist. The crane beside it also rose up with water mist. Yu Mo pointed with one hand, and the pine and crane map on the ground floated into the air. Through Lin Xiantong and Lin Yao's bodies, it slowly rose to the sky. It was a stream of water aura, transformed by water, and turned into a fog. Under Yu Mo's control, the fog slowly rose to the sky! The beautiful pine and crane map stayed above the courtyard and did not dissipate for a long time.

Lin Xiantong and Lin Yao on the ground both looked up at the wonders in the sky. Yu Mo didn't need to look at it. He used his spiritual sense to control the entire process. This wonders were completely in his heart!

Yu Mo and the two chatted outside for a while, then went back to their own houses. Yu Mo's spiritual sense had never left the courtyard. He watched the people coming and going outside the courtyard. Because of the thrill just now, it was impossible for him to be an illusion, and someone must be investigating the courtyard.

The bitter cold wind blew, and the snowflakes raged. The snowflakes on the room fell down one by one, falling to the ground one by one. At night, the pedestrians shrank their necks and tightened the collars of their clothes. Yumo saw that the pedestrians were in a hurry, and no one should pay attention to it.

No, I looked at the attic in the distance with bright eyes. I always looked at this small courtyard, not just a pair of eyes, but there seemed to be two pairs of eyes. No wonder I couldn't find it with my spiritual sense. No one would notice it at such a long distance.

Two pairs of eyes looked at Yu Mo, and the young man said to the old man: Master, I can feel that that person must have the spiritual medicine you mentioned in his hand. I will get it back for you today!

Alas, silly apprentice, is that person so easy to deal with? Master has lost all his life, so I can only look at this small town in Hebei in this attic! As he said that, he coughed a few times and sat down slowly.

At night, the moon rises, not bright, but against the backdrop of snow, the streets are also somewhat visible. At night, the streets become quiet, and from time to time, one or two people are rushing on the way, as if home is nearby, and a few turn around and disappear.

Yu Mo's spiritual consciousness did not weaken at all, but enveloped the courtyard. A white dot swayed and came to the courtyard. This white dot was not old, as if it was only eleven or eleven years old. This was a child, a child with a certain level of cultivation. When Yu Mo saw him lifting his legs and his every skill was not small, the kid walked steadily and came to Yu Mo's hut. He looked back and forth and saw that there was no one. It was really a little toes. With his waist and eyes, he immediately jumped onto the roof.

Yu Mo's body now entered the quilt and began to pretend to be asleep. Yu Mo also knew that the little thief could not hurt him, and he did not go to the other two rooms, so he boldly put the little thief casually.

The little guy came to the roof, hooked the eaves and tiles with his toes, and looked down. Looking at the situation inside the house, he stretched out a finger and stuck some saliva. He pointed a little hole in the window paper. Following the small hole, he saw a person lying on the bed in the house, facing the inside, and the back of his head was exposed outside.

The little guy was in a mess and stretched his body to stand on the roof again. The little guy took out the knife and pried it open on the roof.

After taking a few tiles, digging a hole in the reed mat, taking out a fire note outside, and lit a incense stick. The little guy immediately stopped breathing and used a small thin rope to smooth the incense.

Yumo smelled the fragrance and felt that the smell was pretty good. Is this the incense that is legendary in the world? I don’t know how effective this fragrance has. Yumo smelled it very fragrant. As soon as the smell was smelled, she felt dizzy in her head. As soon as the wood spiritual energy was activated, it was clear up immediately.

The quality of this incense is really not that great. Even the cultivators in the Qi Refining Stage cannot be fascinated. How can they fascinate themselves, a cultivator who is about to be the Great Perfection of the Qi Refining Stage?

Yu Mo pretended to be breathing heavier. The little guy listened in the room for a while, his feet fell to the ground lightly, took out a dagger and gently tweaked it in the crack of the door. The door latch that inserted the door was gently opened. The little guy gently pushed the door inside and gently closed the door.

Even though he knew that Yumo was fascinated, the little guy came to Yumo's table lightly, put away the dagger, and groped on Yumo, as if he was looking for something.

From top to bottom, I found only two taels of gold leaves in Yumo, but nothing else, because the things were all in the moonlit night of the Twenty-Four Bridges, and the little guy found nothing at all.

The little guy took two golden leaves, took a few steps, knelt down for Yumo, and said in a low voice: Big brother, I'm sorry, to save my master, he was poisoned. I don't know if this little money can be done. I thought you had elixirs or something, but, ah.

The little guy kowtowed three times to Yumo, stood up and walked slowly to the door, opened the door gently, closed it gently, came to the courtyard wall, gently turned it out, disappeared in this cold windy night!

Yumo sat up, tidied up her clothes, pushed open the door, and with the wind, her toes were flying up like the child at all, and jumped over the big wall.

Yu Mo's spiritual consciousness did not leave the child. He saw him dodge and come to the beacon tower. There was a dirt house on the beacon tower. It was originally the place where soldiers rested and were on duty, and it became the place where the little guy and his master rested. It was obvious that these two people were having a hard time.

Yu Mo came to the bottom of the Shitai, feeling the vicissitudes of the beacon tower, and feeling the ancientness of the beacon tower, as if he could feel the excitement of a rush!

His hand touched the beacon tower, and with the pulse of the earth spiritual power, he listened to the conversation between the master and the apprentice above.

Master, that person has no elixir on his body, only these two leaves are found! This disciple is about to cry in a hurry!

Alas, kids, you can't steal. No one in the family will become a thief. This is a shame! The sick and elderly man gasped and said to the child.

Master, I was wrong, but your disease has not improved yet. When will we return to the Great Chu State?

In the future, you are not allowed to say this. Have you forgotten who you are? How did I teach you? Remember, you are never allowed to say those three words again!

Yes, Master! Tears slid down my eyes to the ground.

Yu Mo shot up his toes and his body through control of spiritual power. He came to the door of the small room.

Is anyone there? Yumo stood outside the door and shouted.

Sir, please come in! The door is not locked. The old man's voice sounded.

Yumo walked into the cottage and felt the smell of herbs in the cottage. Looking at the old man on the simple table, he was already pale and thin. The body of this hometown raised his body slightly and nodded to Yumo.

Sorry! Sir, did my little apprentice pretend to be a fan of you just now? It’s all because of the poor management of the old man. Cough! Cough! The old man explained to Yumo while coughing.

Yu Mo waved his hand and said: Old man, your tutor is really good. You are like this. You are still tutoring your apprentice! Today you meet me and you should not be lucky! Let me show you.

Yumo bent

He reached out to the old man's pulse on the left hand. As soon as his hand stopped, his spiritual sense entered the old man's body for checking. He checked and understood in a few breaths.

Old man, have you been poisoned? This poison seems to be very strong. It is difficult to cure without magic pills. Yu Mo looked at the old man.

Well, yes, I have used several poisons, such as the poisonous begonia and the thousand-year-old poisonous insects, but it is still not good. Now the poison has entered the five internal organs, and no matter how good the spiritual medicine is, it is difficult to cure it! The old man looked sad.

Let me try it first, maybe a miracle happened! Yu Mo sat at the old man's table and asked the thief to burn a basin of hot water.

Yu Mo sat on the bed, running the wood's spiritual power with one hand, slowly pressing it on the old man's back. Yu Mo used the wood's spiritual power to drive away the old man's poison.

The spiritual power of wood is the nemesis of poison and is also the most effective spiritual power to heal the body.

This is for monks, but the effect on the spiritual power of ordinary people is even greater. In less than a while, the poison on the old man was forced to his feet by Yu Mo. Yu Mo took a basin and took out a dagger and gently tapped it on the old man's toes, and the poisonous blood flowed down.

A fishy smell spread in the house. Yu Mo did not avoid it. He used the spiritual power of wood to continue to help the old man drive away poison. Although the old man looked for doctors many times, Yu Mo was now a master who controlled spiritual power, which was no exaggeration than ordinary monks of Killing Pills. In the eyes of the world, Yu Mo was obviously a living god-like existence.

The poisonous blood dripped a lot, and gradually the blood became thicker. The poisonous blood in the old man's body might have been basically cleared. Yu Mo was also sweating, which was also a mentally consuming job.

Old man, there is basically nothing in the poison in your body. This is what you and I have a fate. I will give you and your disciple a fruit. After eating the fruit, your injuries will be healed. Your disciple will eat the fruit and your body will become more outstanding. You have to thank your disciple. If you don’t have him, you might not be able to survive today.

Thank you, Immortal Master! You are so grateful for your help. Please remember the Wei family in the Great Chu. If you have something to do, you will never be too late to go through fire and water! I am Wei Yongzhong! Thank you for your ancestor! This old man has lived for most of his life. When he saw Yu Mo healing his wounds and giving him spiritual fruits, he saw that this young master was not an ordinary person. He was a cultivator of immortals.

It was Wei Yongzhong who was knowledgeable and knew at a glance that this was a monk and he didn't have the intention to kill him, otherwise he would not have been able to claim his name.

There is no need, I also see your disciple, and it’s a polite way to steal things. I followed me on a whim! Without you, you will be sad today! Yu Mo said to Lao Wei with a smile.

What the Immortal Master said was, I really thank my disciple. If it weren't for him, I would have gone two months ago, only him would have never left him! Wei Yongzhong said to Yu Mo.

Don’t report anything but not what you say, just pass by. If you are destined, we will meet again. Live well! Your future is bright! Yu Mo flashed and disappeared into this hut.

Looking at the two fruits on the table, Wei Yongzhong's tears fell. It was not that he was afraid of death, but that he had some major events that had not been completed, and his master was not yet adult, so he could not die. As long as there was a glimmer of hope, he had to hold on.

I picked up a fruit and took a bite. I immediately felt a trace of sweet juice flowing into my mouth, and a warm temperature flowing into my abdomen. The red gas was repairing along the meridians and exercising. Originally, Wei Yongzhong's body was particularly strong, and the red fruit spiritual energy was transformed into its own body as if it would be ready immediately.

Serena Williams, eat the fruit! It’s very sweet! The old man handed the fruit to his apprentice.

Well. Seeing that the master was getting better, Xiao Wei's disciple also let go.
Chapter completed!