Secular world: My destiny has no taboos

Chapter 159 158: Return

"Kick kick kick..."

The people of Qingyun Village were walking on the open plain in the valley. The leaders of the thirty-six clans each brought their people to stare at the surroundings, worried that a group of ghost soldiers would suddenly jump out of the fog and attack.

However, after being cautious for a long time, no group of ghost soldiers jumped out.

"Could it really have been cleared out by the benefactor?"

Wu Huo was a little bit unbelievable, but the facts were right in front of him.

After searching the valley for a long time, Yang Jian said, "Search separately. If there is any accident, sound the command arrow."

Everyone nodded in agreement, and each commander led the warriors of his clan to explore in different directions.

Although the bandits of Qingyun Village had stayed in Wumeng Mountain for several years and had been to many places big and small, this was the first time they explored the Heisha Valley.

Previously, this place was occupied by tens of thousands of ghost soldiers, led by ghost generals called Wuliang. Even Yang Jian did not dare to go deep into it for fear of being left here.

But now, the dangers inside seem to have been completely resolved. This place full of yin energy, which has not been set foot on by anyone for decades, must have nurtured treasures that make many people jealous.

Thinking of this, the commanders' eyes lit up immediately. Then they thought of the young man who passed by them calmly.

It turns out that the other party did not lie and the problem has really been resolved.

……

Lin Beixuan was walking on the way back to Qingyun Village, followed by a Taoist priest covered in dog skin.

"How on earth did you do it?" The dog-skin Taoist stared at Lin Beixuan with disbelief.

He had an eyeball that Yang Jian had just given him. He could see through the eyeball what Yang Jian saw. Now he knew that Lin Beixuan was not lying.

"Just because you can't do it doesn't mean others can't do it." Lin Beixuan said with a smile.

"Having said that, but..."

There was doubt in the Taoist's eyes, and he wanted to ask something, but he couldn't say it.

He originally planned to be a fisherman, and he actually did act as a fisherman, but he always felt something was wrong.

There must be a lot of treasures and elixirs in the Black Evil Valley nourished by the Yin energy for decades, but Lin Beixuan did not take any of them. Instead, he helped them clear out the Yin soldiers, and his reward was just to give priority to the treasures that were collected.

It seems more like it was given to Qingyun Village on its own initiative as a favor.

So who is the fisherman?

Taoist Goupi has been shrewd all his life, but today is the first time he has encountered a situation where he has something to say but cannot say it.

The two of them quickly walked to the location of the previous Land Goddess Temple. Looking at it again, they saw that the desolate and dilapidated Land Goddess Temple had been renovated. It should be the gray fairies who helped to repair it.

And on a bluestone beside the road, there were five familiar figures, some lying on their backs or some lying prone.

"Tang Ling is back!"

The snow-white praying rat opened its eyes and immediately called out to its brothers to get up.

Lin Beixuan looked at the five rats, each with a bulging belly, and knew that these guys must have eaten a lot of good food from the Gray Fairy family in the past two days.

"It seems like you've had a good time during this period." Lin Beixuan said with a smile.

Before the Blessing Rat could say anything, the Wealth Rat interrupted: "Hehe, we did a big favor to those Gray Fairies, and they gave us a lot of good things."

As a result, it was slapped on the head by the longevity mouse.

"There are outsiders here, why are you showing off?"

The other four rats also cast sinister glances at the Wealth-Greeting Rat, which was so frightened that it immediately covered its mouth and shook its head at the Dog-Skin Taoist.

"No, we didn't receive anything good. I lied to you."

"..." Taoist Goupi had a dark face and inexplicably remembered a saying: What kind of owner is what kind of creature will be raised.

"Don't worry, I'm not going to covet your things."

Although he was speaking to the Five Rats, his eyes were directed towards Lin Beixuan.

Lin Beixuan didn't care at all and stretched out his hand: "Let's go, it's time to go home."

The five rats all knew what Lin Beixuan meant by "go home". They jumped onto Lin Beixuan one by one and crawled into his clothes.

After returning to Qingyun Village, Lin Beixuan first went to see Tayan, and then, under the guidance of a villager, he entered the dungeon to check on Cui Dongcang and Li Xizhao who were imprisoned.

"Brother, you are finally here. Where have you been all this time?" Cui Dongcang's eyes lit up when he saw Lin Beixuan, and he rushed to the prison door.

"I have dealt with some trivial matters. How are you doing now?" Lin Beixuan asked.

"He has been locked up and cannot go anywhere. I heard that he will be drugged in two days and will never be able to speak again!" Li Xizhao sighed.

"But I still want to thank you for saving us, otherwise we would both be dead."

"We are all from the same hometown, it's normal." Lin Beixuan shrugged.

Strictly speaking, he and Cui Dongcan were not familiar with each other. The reason why he saved each other was entirely because of their common status as sons of secular princes.

These two were the first worldly people he had met in this secular world, and there was some special feeling between them.

"Brother, can you tell the commander-in-chief to return the soul-driving incense to us? It has not returned to the world for several days. My family must be very worried." Li Xizhao asked slowly.

Lin Beixuan frowned slightly when he heard this.

"I will tell the commander-in-chief when he returns, but I cannot guarantee whether I can return it to you."

"Thank you!"

Seeing that Lin Beixuan's attitude was not very enthusiastic, Li Xizhao gradually realized that Lin Beixuan was actually implicated by them and was captured by Qingyun Village, and he almost lost his life because of it.

Although they didn't know why the other party became a guest of Qingyun Village in the end and even saved their lives, but in the final analysis, the relationship between them was far from the point where they would have to pay a price to help each other.

Cui Dongcan stood by without saying a word, as if he had guessed the answer long ago.

No one will be willing to help you for no reason, and besides, this disaster is caused by themselves. It is already a favor for you to help them in the critical moment of life and death.

Alas, life is long and bitter. It was obviously my eyes that were looking around, but in the end it was my mouth that suffered.

Cui Dongcan sighed and leaned against the prison door. Now they couldn't die, and couldn't return to the living world either. They were caught in a dilemma.

Lin Beixuan returned to the small house where he used to live and glanced at the environment inside. It was still the same as when he left. He guessed that the villagers did not come in because of his temporary departure.

"call……"

Lin Beixuan took a long breath and took out his best quality soul-chasing incense from the Baina Qiankun bag.

I have been in the secular world for two days and have not returned to the real world. I don’t know what the situation is like now.

The soul-chasing incense was lit, and wisps of smoke rose up. However, although it was called smoke, it had a faint stench.

"It's time to make another batch of soul-chasing incense!"

Now Lin Beixuan has a lot of good things on him, not only the evil essence of Yaqi Heiye, but also a complete corpse of a monster ghost general.

Using these things to make soul-chasing incense won't result in just an ordinary incense, right?
The rough incense-making craftsmanship has always been a major pain point in Lin Beixuan's heart.

"go home!"

The smoke from the incense soon filled the entire room. An ancient shrine appeared in the corner, and the originally blurry face of the statue inside gradually became clear. It was exactly the same as Lin Beixuan.

　Next Chapter: Qingming Festival, a Transition into the Secular World

　　
　
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