Chapter 197 Is It a Natural Disaster or a Man-Made Disaster?

This man who is stepping on a gourd and has a proud look on his face is called Taoist Banhu. As a casual cultivator, it is very rare to be able to persist to the fourth level of cultivation.

Taoist Banhu is well aware of the difficulties of casual cultivation. Without the support of a sect, the later the stage, the greater the resources needed for cultivation, and he feels the burden is getting bigger and bigger on his own.

Therefore, he tried every possible means to make friends with Captain Jingmo.

The process of becoming good friends with Jing Mo was really a painful memory.

Captain Jing Mo has such a funny and dynamite personality, no one knows when he will suddenly go crazy and beat someone up.

In order to gain the friendship of the helmsman Jing Mo, Taoist Ban Hu had to control the degree of being 'beaten' when Jing Mo went crazy and beat people. He wanted to give Jing Mo a good beating, but he also had to resist, show his strength, and show that he was not a weakling.

Therefore, he had to fight the crazy Jing Mo for hundreds of rounds every time, and then gradually showed the picture of being defeated due to lack of strength. He had acted out this scene dozens of times, and it was really not easy.

Fortunately, his efforts finally paid off, and he and Captain Jingmo successfully became good friends.

Jing Mo also cherished his 'friend' because of his personality and difficulty in making friends - although he would still beat him when he went crazy.

However, when there are benefits, Captain Jing Mo will always think of his 'only' friend.

Taoist Banhu followed the relationship with Captain Jingmo and got a lot of benefits from the 'Wuji Demon Sect'. Now, as long as he has the opportunity to be promoted to the fifth-level spiritual queen, he will have the opportunity to join the Wuji Demon Sect, and even have the opportunity to become the leader of the branch!

Taoist Ban Hu came with him this time, intending to help Captain Jing Mo and deepen the friendship between the two.

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On the third day, senior brother sent Song Shuhang back to an uninhabited corner of the village and put him down.

"Shuhang, then I will take the first step. I have harvested so many spirit ghosts, and I can't wait to go and fight." Senior Brother Sanri smiled at Song Shuhang.

"I wish senior brother an early success." Song Shuhang smiled and waved.

Brother Sanri put his hands together and saluted Song Shuhang.

Then the light flew up and disappeared into the sky with a whoosh.

Song Shuhang was dragging a box and a large package in his hand.

Let's go to Grandpa Tubo's house.

"At this time, it would be great if there was a space ring, a storage bag or something." Song Shuhang murmured.

But he only wanted to know that the pharmacist said that with all his wealth put together, he could not even exchange for a space ring. Unless you are lucky, don't expect that kind of high-end equipment.

After all, I am not Senior Bai, so I can do whatever I want.

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After returning to Grandpa Tubo's house, Song Shuhang first placed the box and medicinal materials behind the hatchback.

It’s just that the space behind the hatchback is very small, making it inconvenient to store things.

Alas, if I had known earlier, I should have asked Senior Brother Sanri to help cast an illusion or something on these things to cover them up. Or, it would be a good idea to drive here in a regular sedan. I hope there won’t be any problems with the things I put in the car...

After locking the car, Song Shuhang prepared to enter the house.

At this time, Tubo, his grandfather and Li Yangde happened to be dressed in light clothes and came towards them from the house with several baskets in their hands.

"Hey, Shuhang, you're back." When Tu Bo saw Song Shuhang, he laughed and said, "I was just about to call you. We are about to go up the mountain to pick bayberries, let's go together."

"Okay, let's go together!" Song Shuhang smiled.

"Would you like a change of clothes? There are many mosquitoes on the mountain." Tubo asked.

"No need, I'm not that delicate." Song Shuhang chuckled - he still had the 'Soul-Sealing Ice Bead' hanging on his body. Ordinary mosquitoes would not dare to get close to his body. If they were not afraid of death and came closer, they would be killed immediately by the coldness of the soul-sealing ice beads.

"Then let's set off!" Tu Bo and Li Yangde excitedly opened the way ahead, with Song Shuhang following behind them.

After Tu Bo's grandfather walked for a while, he intentionally slowed down a little and walked side by side with Song Shuhang.

He looked like he wanted to say something.

"Grandpa, is there anything you want to say to me?" Song Shuhang asked with a smile.

"Shuhang, I just want to ask, is the little girl who came with you last time good with you? When will you bring her to play?" Grandpa Tubo tried his best to make his tone more natural.

Song Shu blinked: "Well, the little girl has been busy lately. She can't go out these days."

If Miss Yurouzi is invited to go out to play, she will definitely be happy to do so. It's just that she has been 'synchronizing' with spirit ghosts recently and continues to retreat.

Grandpa Tobo's face twitched slightly, and he sighed secretly in disappointment.

After a while, he asked again: "Shuhang, do you have a way to contact her and describe to her what's going on in the village? And then ask her to give us some advice remotely?"

The main reason is that the people in the village are really out of ideas... The cause of the weakness cannot be found out, and there are so many strange events happening in the village, which makes people feel very panicked. People who do not believe in ghosts and gods have strange thoughts in their hearts.

Song Shuhang shook his head slightly - because there is no need for this, the ghosts in the village have been dealt with.

Grandpa Tubo sighed in disappointment again, and finally he looked at Song Shuhang: "Shuhang, do you have any way to solve the problems in this village?"

"Grandpa, I'm not good at this." Song Shuhang replied.

Grandpa Tobo was completely disappointed.

Song Shuhang couldn't bear it, and after thinking for a while, he said softly: "But Grandpa, maybe the cause of your illness is only temporary? Maybe, you will be fine in a few days?"

"How many days will it take for you to feel better?" Grandpa Tubo was stunned.

Grandpa Tubo suddenly remembered that not long ago, his body suddenly became cold and recovered quickly, and hope suddenly arose in his heart.

He nodded secretly: "I hope so."

After a while, he quietly asked: "Shuhang, are there really ghosts in this world?"

"If you believe it, there will be it; if you don't believe it, there will be nothing." Song Shuhang replied. He had no intention of bringing Grandpa Tubo into the 'monk world'. Naturally, he couldn't reveal too much about the monk world, lest he get involved in right and wrong.

"Whether there is or not, but after your words, I feel much more relaxed." Grandpa Tubo laughed.

Later, Grandpa Tubo took three young men to his bayberry forest.

Perhaps Song Shuhang's comfort had an effect. Grandpa Tubo felt that his physical weakness had faded a lot, and his whole body became energetic.

Finally, the four of them returned home with a full load.

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Late at night.

After Song Shuhang finished his meditation, he stood up and walked to the window, looking at the starry sky above his head.

It was completely silent outside, and only a few rooms were still lit. It is far away from the urban area, not as noisy as the urban area, and it is quiet and comfortable.

"I can't sleep." Song Shuhang sighed and took out a list.

At the bottom of the list, there was a message from Senior Bai: Little friend Shuhang, I wish you a smooth trip to the city. At the same time, I wish you success in finding the list of medicinal materials for Qi and Blood Pills!

This was when he was meditating and thinking about what he had gained today, he suddenly remembered this 'Senior White's blessing'.

With Senior Bai's blessing, this trip to the city went surprisingly smoothly.

It’s just what you need! When he needed help, Senior Brother Sanri would come from afar to help him take away the resentful ghosts; if he needed exercises, Senior Brother Sanri would give him body-training auxiliary exercises.

At the same time, just like what Senior Bai said in his message, he successfully obtained the medicinal materials for the Qi and Blood Pill, and the quantity was quite large.

Looking back, I always feel that I had such great luck today. Could it be Senior Bai's blessing?

Isn't Senior Bai's luck limited to himself? Can he also influence others with his will?

If it was really Senior Bai's blessing...then he would have to be careful. Senior Bai's good luck was of the 'wealth and wealth are gained through danger' type.

Now that wealth is at hand—where is the danger?

Will it be a natural disaster? For example, a meteorite suddenly fell from the sky and killed him half to death while he was sleeping?

Or is it a man-made disaster? For example, when a powerful monk suddenly got into a fight, he was suddenly involved and killed half to death?

The more he thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong.

He always felt like there was a crisis approaching him!

As time went by, this sense of crisis became stronger and stronger, making him unable to calm down.

If there is really a crisis... I can't involve Grandpa Tobo and his family!

Every monk must trust his own crisis intuition - he would rather believe that something exists than something that doesn't exist!

After Song Shuhang thought for a while, he put the car keys on the table.

Then, put the list away.

Then, he took all the items with him, such as talisman treasures, disposable flying swords, treasure weapons, beanie and dog hair.

He gently pushed open the window, performed the "A Gentleman's Ten Thousand Miles Journey" movement technique, and with a slight leap, disappeared into the night.

After landing lightly, he moved forward until he was close to the Altar Master's original base.

There is a huge open space under the stone wall.

This place backs onto a cemetery, so no one comes here at night.

If a meteorite really fell from the sky, it would have the least impact on the village. And if there is a battle between monks, this is also a good place.

As I thought about it, the sense of crisis in my heart became heavier and heavier.

Song Shuhang held the Doudou Dog Hair and Armor Talisman with one hand, and the sword talisman with the other hand. Look around and at the sky warily.

In the sky...there was really something hitting him quickly!

However, it's not a meteorite.

It was a huge wine-red gourd, exuding the luster of a magic weapon.

Looks like it was a man-made disaster?

"A!" Song Shuhang immediately activated the armor talisman, and a layer of faint golden light enveloped his entire body.

At the same time, without him activating it, Doudou's hair floated out from his hand and expanded as if it was spiritual. In the blink of an eye, the dog's hair transformed into a mighty big Jingba.

It is exactly what Doudou looks like, but this big Jingba looks slightly weak, which should be regarded as a kind of clone method of Doudou.

"Woof!" The figure of the big Jingba transformed by Doudou Mao jumped up and slapped the big gourd with one paw...