The sect is full of evildoers, but I am the eldest brother.

After leaving Zhengmeng, Gu Junming and a few others moved to Luohua Street.

The principle of darkness under the lamp is not only understood by evil practitioners.

Gu Junming also knew it.

"Okay, now let's get down to business."

Gu Junming pinched his eyebrows with a headache.

I didn't expect to meet someone from the Central Plains in Liuyun Township, and he was even a fellow villager from the next village.

In the past, he had also gone to Dayu Village to cheat for food and food. Perhaps among the villagers who had helped him, there were one or two elders from Wei Zhou or Qi Chuan's family.

As the saying goes:

A meal of kindness should be enjoyed with soy sauce.

Although Gu Junming is not a saint to the point of sacrificing his life to repay someone for eating a meal, at least they are old friends who they met in a foreign land, so he might as well lend a hand if he can.

only......

Gu Junming really couldn't understand why they chose to travel thousands of miles to the Eastern Divine Territory.

Do you really think that the name "Prosperous Central Plains" is called for nothing?

He and Lao Qi settled here because they had no other choice. Why do you do the same?

Wei Zhou and Qi Chuan looked at each other and said in unison: "Senior, we will do whatever you say!"

"We're all from the same hometown, don't be nervous."

Gu Junming waved his hand casually and asked, "Do you have any keepsakes from your friends?"

"Elder brother..."

Wen Zixi's eyes were filled with resentment. "You brought me with you, weren't you waiting for this moment?"

"Uh... Hehe, please listen to my explanation."

Gu Junming came close to Wen Zixi and whispered:

"These two are my fellow countrymen from far away in the Central Plains. I may have received food from their elders in the past."

"I won't let you down..."

"This way! When I go to the Central Plains to visit my uncle this year, you and Zhao Zhao will come with me. I'll buy you whatever you want!"

Gu Junming lowered his voice and said, "Secretly, my uncle's small treasury is much larger than my master's. You can take whatever you like."

"Aren't you kidding?"

Wen Zixi was a little skeptical, as she knew that her master, True Man Ziyun, had a senior brother who lived far away in the Central Plains.

Every autumn harvest season.

The eldest brother would pack his bag, take some local special medicines, and visit the Central Plains in person.

However, it takes too long to go back and forth. Even if you take a fairy boat, it will take more than half a month to arrive. Therefore, the disciples of Taiyi Sect have basically only heard of this uncle and have never seen him in person.

And Master Ziyun, who allowed Gu Junming to call him Master but asked them to call him Master, would not be so kind as to personally use a flying magic weapon to carry them.

Back and forth, all depends on the legs! Fortunately, this is not necessary, Gu Junming is enough.

"Of course, when have I ever lied to you?"

"Just don't let Master find out..."

Wen Zixi: "......"

Saying this is the same as not saying it.

"Senior, I only have a sachet on me."

Wei Zhou spread out his right hand, and a small and exquisite scented sachet lay quietly in the palm of his hand. He said a little embarrassedly:

"This is a birthday gift Xiaoyao sewed for me. I wonder if it can be used."

"deliver?"

Qi Chuan was stunned, "Didn't you just snatch it away?"

"Shut up!" Wei Zhou glared at Qi Chuan fiercely, his face flushed to the extreme.

"let me see."

Gu Junming reached out and took it, then held it in front of his eyes and carefully examined the sewing technique of the sachet.

He murmured curiously, "Could it be that their ancestors came from the Yu family in Nanwu?"

"Senior, you are really smart. Our friend's surname is Yu and his name is Xiaoyao." Wei Zhou said.

Gu Junming smiled bitterly and then took out a small and exquisite brocade bag from his arms.

When compared with the one Wei Zhou took out earlier, the results were almost the same.

"Senior, what are you doing?"

Qi Chuan widened his eyes.

He had heard Yu Xiaoyao mention that the sewing technique of her family's sachets was very different from those on the market, and it was taught to her by her deceased grandmother.

Yu Xiaoyao's grandmother used to sew various brocade bags and sell them in Liancheng, western Sichuan.

“That’s why we say we are from the same hometown…”

Wei Zhou and Qi Chuan were immediately shocked. This enigmatic senior was... a fellow villager of ours?!

Gu Junming put away his own brocade pouch and handed it to Wen Zixi, asking, "Can we find its owner through the scent left on it?"

However, Wen Zixi just glanced at it and returned it to Gu Junming, expressionless:

"Isn't the master right across the street? It smells of sweat and a little... strange."

"weird smell?"

Gu Junming pressed on, "What exactly is it?"

Wen Zixi shook his head slightly and glanced at Wei Zhou who was scratching his head in confusion...right hand.

Gu Junming suddenly fell silent and returned the sachet to Wei Zhou without saying a word.

"Young people, I understand, but it's better to exercise restraint."

He offered a piece of advice based on his experience.

But Wei Zhou had no idea of ​​the hidden meaning of this, and said anxiously:

"Is there no way at all?"

"Although I practice the Way of Nature, it is simply unrealistic to expect to find a living person based on just a little breath." Wen Zixi sighed softly.

"Big Brother, Junior Sister really can't do it~"

"It's okay, I'll think of another way."

Gu Junming patted Wen Zixi's shoulder and comforted her:

"Don't worry, what I just said still stands. Of course, if you don't want to leave the sect, that's fine. I'll pick out a gift for you when you come back."

Wen Zixi thought for a moment and felt that it would be nice to go on a long journey occasionally, especially to the prosperous Central Plains where immortals were said to exist.

"Huh? That's..."

Wen Zixi seemed to have discovered something and turned back to remind him, "Brother, your friend is here too."

Friend? Gu Junming was in a trance.

Where did he get his friends in Liuyun Township?

But the next second Gu Junming knew why Wen Zixi said that.

He looked in the direction given by the latter.

It turned out to be a short beggar rummaging through the garbage thrown at the corner.

Even the beggar had to find something to cushion his feet to reach the height of the trash can, because the area below his knees was only wrapped in two dirty rags.

"We are indeed friends."

Gu Junming was a little amused and helpless.

But right now, business is more important, and I’ll have to wait until next time to show my insignificant kindness.

"Damn it, I should have been more careful then."

Wei Zhou punched the wall behind him, and trickles of blood flowed from between his fingers.

Does it hurt? he asked himself.

Perhaps compared to the unwillingness in my heart, this little pain is nothing.

Although it does hurt...

"Wei Zhou, calm down!" Qi Chuan was also a little angry. "It's already this late, and you're still throwing a tantrum?"

"I told you when we first met not to trust strangers, but you insisted on doing what you wanted!"

"Now it's all over. Xiaoyao was taken away by the evil cannibalistic cultivator and her whereabouts are still unknown."

"If anything happens to her, it's all your fault!" Qi Chuan shouted in public.

"I, I just..."

Wei Zhou hesitated, but could not explain clearly. Instead, he stiffened his neck and bit back:

"Aren't you right? You yourself are obviously very grateful to that evil cultivator..."

"What did you say?!"

Qi Chuan looked incredulous. He couldn't believe that Wei Zhou would say such a thing.

The boat of friendship can capsize at any time.

The two of them started arguing after just two sentences, shirking responsibility at each other and showing no sense of responsibility.

"Senior Brother..." Wen Zixi tugged at the corner of Gu Junming's clothes as he tried to stop the fight. He stared at the anxious little beggar rummaging through the trash can and spoke word by word.

"He has..."

"Carrying a very strong bloody aura!"