Thanks for the invitation: In ancient times, people shared children

Chapter 278 What's on the West Mountain

I heard from Yundou that the competition on the last day was particularly exciting, and everyone was fighting to the death.

The peasant girl didn't know any martial arts, but she wielded an axe with great vigor. Even though she lost, her posture could be described as one of honor in defeat.

Her strange good luck meant that her opponent didn't get any advantage.

A gust of wind blew, and the casual cultivator who was fighting with her was covered in his own poison, and his head swelled up like a ball.

So boss.

The peasant girl took the opportunity to chop and hack, but unfortunately she still lost.

The kid and Yundou thought that on the last day, the peasant girl, the wandering cultivator, and Haitao would fight against the three people from Huoyang Sect, but the actual result of the draw was...

A peasant girl versus a casual cultivator.

Haitao and Yu Mengyang.

The guy who uses fire control is against the girl who is good at fighting and kicking.

After three rounds, the remaining casual cultivators, Haitao, and fire control techniques were put on the stage together.

I don’t know what those two people said to each other, but they actually teamed up to deal with Haitao together, and in the end, the fire control technique won.

No one can remember his name, Yu Sheng or Yu Si.

Yundou thought for a long time, then slammed his fist into his palm and said, "It's called Yuhuo Temple."

What a strange name.

Yundou said, "This person originally had little reputation. No one knew him when I asked around. I don't know how he became so powerful. I overheard two people from the Huoyang Sect saying that he seemed to have a family heirloom that they brought from the Boundless Secret Realm. The elders couldn't use it, but they recognized him as their master. Those two people said that might be the reason."

Yundou originally wanted to find out more, but how could she, an outsider, tell the sect’s affairs?

No one paid any attention to her, and she couldn't understand much since she was listening in one ear and another.

But she did find out something: "The Immortal Sect Competition is held in the Boundless Secret Realm. I heard there are many treasures there. Some people go in as mediocre people, but after coming out, they become extraordinary and powerful in no time. For this reason alone, many people want to go."

Child: "Why don't they just go? Is that not possible?"

"That's not impossible," Yundou shook his head and said, "The Boundless Secret Realm doesn't belong to any one faction. Anyone who can find it can go there, but it's very dangerous. If two or three out of a hundred people go in, it's considered a lot. It's different when you go in during the Immortal Sect Competition. Those people go to safe places that have been jointly cleared by the royal family and the aristocratic families. Even if there are dangers, they are manageable."

The child frowned, feeling strange: "Why don't you just clear away all the dangers? Why fight in a place like that?"

Yundou also thought so, but it made sense: "Maybe, there are too many dangers, and it's hard to clean it up completely, so let them compete while cleaning, and they can also find treasures by the way. Isn't this a good thing?"

That doesn't sound like a good thing.

They didn't understand it at first, but they knew that apart from the danger, that place must have some very tempting things to move people's hearts, plus some other rewards, which would attract people to go there without caring about their lives.

Just like the children and the beans, they knew they shouldn’t set up stalls, but they still came out for the money.

One person can only earn a few dozen cents, not to mention that those people are fighting for extremely valuable things.

There was a very talkative guest, who was also a casual cultivator. When he heard them talking about this, he even persuaded the children to go as well.

"Practicing is nothing more than a gamble, a gamble on whether you can become an immortal or a saint. Instead of living a mediocre life, it is better to live towards death and seek an opportunity. If you can succeed, even if you become a semi-immortal on earth, it will be very glorious.

Little girl, you and I are destined to meet today. These are all words to awaken the world. If others want to hear them, I won’t tell them…”

"You have to pay for whatever you say."

The child's hand was almost touching his nose when he asked for money.

What do you mean by "you and I are destined to be together"? Stop lying. The child has figured it all out. Those people who are inexplicably destined to be with her are all scammers. They either want to default on their debts or they want to steal her money. Her biggest regret is that she didn't catch that good man before she left and wish him a peaceful life!

Moreover.

"If this is really that good, why don't you participate in the competition? The winner will definitely go to the Immortal Sect Competition."

The child said this to expose his fault, but he slapped his thigh and said in great frustration, "Who said I wouldn't go? It wasn't that I didn't make it in time. I couldn't even register when I arrived."

He took out six coins from his patched purse and put them in the child's hand, sighing, "What a time, what a fate."

The child didn't know whether he was sad about the money or about the matter.

Perhaps because he had seen too many people desperately trying to get a chance, the child climbed up the West Mountain again after falling asleep that night.

This time she told Yundou early in the morning that she couldn't go tomorrow anyway, so don't call her unless it was something urgent.

Kidney beans sighed in response.

But the child was telling the truth. When Prince Jia and Princess Jia saw that the competition was over, they couldn't wait to get ready to set off.

Perhaps he was afraid that leaving like this would not seem good, so he stayed for another day to give his subordinates time to pack up their things.

Yundou also returned all the things he used for setting up the stall, so he couldn't go even if he wanted to.

So let the kids do whatever they like.

Making money also depends on timing.

The child knew that she would not call him, but after reaching the west hill, he subconsciously paused and listened attentively.

She didn't scream!

Very good!

The child felt relieved and looked around.

Those people down there talked a lot of nonsense, but when you really get up there, you'll find that this place is no different from an ordinary hill.

The only thing worth noting is that there is a cave ahead.

A very low cave.

Hidden behind tall grass, children had to lie on the ground to crawl in.

It was so dark inside that he couldn't see where it led to. The child transformed into a lamp, held it in his hand and crawled inside.

In about a cup of tea, the path changed direction and headed downwards.

Having already entered, the child found it difficult to go back, so she had to bite the bullet and dig in. The entrance was covered with messy weeds, and a few mice squeaked and jumped out from inside, scaring her so much that she screamed "Ah", and the lamp in her hand turned into a sledgehammer.

She grabbed it in her hand and started smashing it around.

The damage was quite severe, and she smashed down all the rocks and soil on the cave wall.

The mouse was fine; it just shook off the dust on its body and ran away.

Only the child was left standing there, stopping his hand uneasily, changing the lamp back and holding it in his hand. He opened his eyes with a look of deep hatred and fearlessness, and conjured up a shovel, carefully shoveling the loose soil.

The child doesn't like killing, but she also has some things she is afraid of.

For example, in the dark, you don’t know where a mouse will come out from.

It's really scary!

"Amitabha, there is no body..."

That would be even scarier!