I am pretending to be a villain in the world of cultivating immortals

The sun was warming, and the snow accumulated on the eaves melted, dripping down, forming a rain curtain like a bead curtain.

It is daytime now, and there is no need to carry a lamp for lighting, but remembering the weirdness in the Asking Building, Yu Huaiyin turned around, took the lantern from his hand, and said, "Okay."

Liang Chu has never cultivated in the upper realms, but he also knows that the first hurdle he has to go through for seeking immortality is to cut off the ties of the world and abandon the common roots.

Therefore, when many monks have achieved great success, they often don't have the seven emotions and six desires that ordinary people have.

Over time, their temperament will become very weird, the more transparent, the more ruthless, numb and cold all day long, difficult to get along with.

But Senior Yu Er in front of him is willing to listen to his advice, so he must be a loving elder.

Liang Chi wanted to wait for him to survive this catastrophe and walk out of Qixing Town alive. If he could follow this person to cultivate immortals and learn Taoism, it might not be a chance.

There was a faint movement in his heart, the thought of wanting to get close to Yu Er, but at the next moment he remembered what Yu Huaiyin taught him, the price of trusting others easily.

Suppressing the extremely complicated emotions in his mind, Liang Ce followed in Yu Huaiyin's footsteps, and the two left the Town God's Temple side by side.

When he arrived at the medical center, Liang Chi found that the number of patients who came to get medicine had more than doubled compared to the last time he came, and many people were even unable to receive treatment at all, and could only sit or lie down and wait near the medical center.

But looking at the doctors who came in and out of the hospital to treat everyone, there were only one year old and a child.

"Anshun, help the person in quickly." The old man ordered the little boy to bring in the next patient without touching the ground.

Because there is a straw curtain between the inside and outside of the medical hall, the old man can't see what's going on outside, so he doesn't know that the person waiting outside the door at this moment is a strong man who came alone. .

However, doctors always treat people equally. When Anshun heard what the old man said, he had long forgotten that he was still a child of eight or nine years old. At this age, he should have acted like a baby in the arms of his parents.

He made a gesture to help the strong man, but was blocked by a red figure, Liang Ce put the strong man's arm on his shoulder, and said: "Let me do it."

Yu Huaiyin looked at Liang Chu's actions and nodded appreciatively, thinking that he was worthy of the protagonist's actions by helping the weak.

Now, he wants to turn the enemy into a friend, so why not do it more simply, change the direction of the original story, and save Liang Chu from being chased and killed, and flee to the devil world, so as to save everyone in Si Ming Dao Palace.

Rather than the twists and turns of the story, which is embarrassing, wouldn't it be better for everyone to live safely to the finale?

"Is that you, big brother?" Anshun shouted happily when he saw that it was Liang Chu who helped him.

"Xiao Anshun, we meet again, have you gathered enough medicine this time, don't climb to such a high place next time."

Liang Ce patted Anshun's head and remembered that seven days ago, because of Yue Canheng and others' pursuit, he fled to Kaiyang Kingdom with a teleportation talisman.

In the old forest in the wilderness, he thought he was bound to die, but he saw a little boy on a cliff who nearly fell off the cliff because he picked up medicine. He just offered a helping hand, but was accidentally teleported into the city.

Afterwards, he sent Anshun back to the hospital, and when he returned the same way, he found himself trapped in the formation and couldn't get out at all.

Frustrated, the little boy who was rescued by him suddenly handed him a white paper lantern and told him to keep it safe.

So on the snowy day, he looked around with a lantern and met the woman in black with a bamboo hat at the gate of the city.

"Ahem——" the two were chatting, and the person supported by Liang Ce suddenly coughed a few times.

Only then did he come back to his senses, and said to the strong man, "Oh, I'll help you in first."

"Anshun, who are you talking to?" The old man didn't see Anshun's figure for a long time, so he opened the straw curtain to look outside.

But when he saw a stranger supporting the coughing patient, he suddenly said nervously, "Master, you are also suffering from the plague, did you come here for consultation?"

The reason why the old man didn't regard Liang Chu as a relative and friend of the strong man was because he knew this strong man named Guo Xing.

Right now, the epidemic in Qixing Town is spreading, and the people in the town who are not sick have already fled away, and what is left is just a group of old and weak women and children who are nostalgic for their homeland.

In order to take care of his sick wife and children, Guo Xing refused to leave for a long time, so he also suffered from this serious disease.

The old man had never seen the young man in red and the sly-eyed Taoist before, so he knew that the two were not from Qixing Town, but foreigners who were stranded here by the plague, so he asked this question.

"I didn't catch the plague, I just suffered some trauma, and I want to buy some wound medicine."

Liang Ce helped the strong man into the medical clinic. He took a look inside and saw dozens of furnaces of medicine boiling on the stove. While the boiling water was tumbling, the whole room was filled with dense water vapor.

But even so, it is still a drop in the bucket for hundreds of patients inside and outside the hospital.

Looking at Liang Chu's face, the old man knew that what he said was true, and subconsciously wanted to clasp his wrist, but he thought of something, and immediately took his hand back.

"Since that's the case, please ask your son and the Taoist leader outside to wait a little further away. I will ask Anshun to deliver the medicine to you. It's not safe here."

Taking a few steps back, the old man intentionally distanced himself from the good book, and then told Anshun who was looking at the medicine stove, "Anshun, go to my room and take out the Zhixue powder and gold sore medicine and give them to this young master."

"Understood, Master." An Shun agreed, ran over and pulled the corner of Liang Chu's clothes, "Big brother, come with me."

Before going out, Liang Ce nodded to the old man to express his gratitude, and walked out of the hospital under Anshun's pull.

"Wait here for a while." Anshun took Liang Chuan under a dead tree. This place was a certain distance from the medical center, but it had a wide view and could see the nearby places at a glance.

"Okay." Liang Ce agreed, but his eyes kept following Yu Huaiyin's body, watching him wander among the people who were suffering from the plague, occasionally stopping to ask something.

After inquiring about the situation, Yu Huaiyin raised his head and found that Liang Ce had come out of the cottage.

Walking to the dead tree, he glanced at the good book, coughed lightly, and pretended to be an expert, "Little friend, do you understand the calendar?"

"Senior, why did you say that?" Liang Chi also looked at him, for some reason, under the reflection of light and shadow, he looked into Taoist's eyes, and always felt that he had seen it somewhere.

Yu Huaiyin didn't know that she was being targeted by him, but she was immersed in speculation about Qixing Town, and said, "I just asked the people here, and they said that it is now 423 years in the calendar, and I am not from here, so I don't know much about it. Your algorithm."

Liang Chi heard from Yu Huaiyin that he was not from here, and he thought that this monk in the upper fairy world devoted himself to cultivation all day long, and he couldn't even remember the year, month, and geometry.

"Nowadays there are seven countries in the world. Although the customs of each country are different, and the farming calendars are also different, but 700 years ago when Emperor Wu ruled the world, he did leave a set of heaven and earth calendars, which are still used by all countries. The year alternates, and it is estimated that it should be 100 years in the astronomical calendar."

As soon as the words fell, the two of them instantly understood the weirdness.

"According to the elders, what we see now is actually the scene 70 years ago?" Liang Ce looked around in surprise, thinking of all the strange things he encountered in Qixing Town, he finally had an explanation.

"Not necessarily. You can see that the scene of this medical center is far from the bustling street next door. If you go to other places, you may meet the souls of the dead from many years ago."

Yu Huaiyin glanced at all these living beings, looking at the dry bones, but you know that things are different, but you have to see them struggling.

"So what we saw was an illusion?" Liang Chi asked, and at the same time he saw Anshun coming out of the residence and waved to him.

Yu Huaiyin didn't refute his words, but he didn't agree either. He murmured in a low voice, "He can see you, and you can see him too. How could such a visible and tangible thing be an illusion? It should be Distortion of time and space, or recovering memory or something."

After thinking about it, he said, "Perhaps these souls are recreating what they did during their lifetime."

In my mind, the previous images flashed quickly. If the people in Qixing Town are immersed in their own memories, it is not difficult to understand why everyone seems to be at the same place and at the same time, but what they see and do is different .

Liang Ce followed Yu Huaiyin's thinking, but found a new point of doubt, "Why did they do this, or someone manipulated them to do these things."

Yu Huaiyin raised his eyebrows, and asked back: "Didn't you go to the Wenlu Building, maybe there will be an answer."

"Senior has been there too?" Liang Chi didn't expect him to mention that strange inn, a place called Lou, but it's a tower.

He entered the second floor with the lantern Anshun gave him. There was a weird person there who asked him four weird questions. , Yi Rong and Yue Canheng who also entered Qixing Town.

"When looking for someone, I went shopping."

Yu Huaiyin handed back the lantern in his hand to Liang Chu, and said: "So this lantern may not be useful during the daytime, we should wait until it gets dark, and then go to Lulou to find out."

The abacus in his heart started, and Yu Huaiyin knew that taking the protagonist with him was the correct way to go to this kind of adventure in a large dungeon, and he had to prevent Liang Chu from pulling out the ancient evil sword and lead him on the bright and righteous path.

"Your lantern was given to you by that kid named Anshun?" Yu Huaiyin asked.

Then he waved his hand and took out a white paper lantern from the storage bag Hei Niang gave him, "When I went to the tea stand, the boss Dabao also gave me one."

Liang Ce was about to pick it up when he heard the words, when he suddenly heard a noise not far away.

"Don't be afraid, Master will save you!"

"You lie, you can't save anyone at all, since everyone is going to die, you don't want to live alone!"

In front of the medical center, a skinny man grabbed Anshun like crazy.

His muddy nails scratched Anshun's arm, leaving streaks of blood.

The two were arguing loudly. Seeing the people around them trying to stop him, the man frantically opened his mouth and bit Anshun's neck...