Chapter 7 An Unexplained Invitation

As time went by, Ding Yi, who closed his eyes, felt more and more heat pouring out of his lower abdomen. After a while, it completed a flow around his body and finally returned to his lower abdomen. .

With this weekly cycle, Ding Yi found that the heat in his lower abdomen seemed to increase a bit, and his interest increased greatly, so he continued to practice according to the requirements of Evergreen Kung Fu.

Unconsciously, Ding Yi didn't know how many times he had circulated the heat gushing from his lower abdomen, but when a ray of light shone on his cheek through the crack in the door, he was startled and then opened his eyes.

"Why is it dawn?!"

Ding Yi looked at the light and shadow shining into the hall, and was immediately surprised. Then he quickly wanted to get up and open the door to check, but he felt that his body suddenly became lighter, as if he had lost more than ten kilograms overnight.

But this illusion quickly disappeared after Ding Yi stood up, like an illusion, which made Ding Yi a little confused.

"Is this? My leg!"

But the next moment, Ding Yiqu was surprised to find that his leg no longer hurt after landing on the ground. Only then did he realize that at some point, his injured right leg had healed!

"Are you so awesome?"

Ding Yi clenched his fists, but he didn't seem to notice any increase in strength. He just felt that he was breathing easier and his body was much lighter.

Just when Ding Yi was about to continue feeling, suddenly there was a loud noise outside the door.

Hearing this voice, Ding Yi suddenly stopped smiling, then moved behind the door and looked out through the crack in the door.

I saw outside the door at this moment, on the gravel road in the middle of the village, for some reason the residents of the village were standing there. They all looked dull and their bodies were as haggard as Old Man Wei, but most of them were holding a big one in their hands. The package looked like it was going on a long journey.

"What is this going to do?"

Ding Yi was puzzled and squinted his eyes for a moment. Just when he was confused, he suddenly saw an old man walking towards him.

"Oops!"

Ding Yi suddenly stepped aside, then looked around, and quickly took the things on the table back to Old Wei's room. He also gently closed his own door and Old Wei's door, and sat down on the table. Waiting quietly.

After a while, Ding Yi heard a knock on the door:

"Old man Wei, it's time to go to the Taoist temple."

The hoarse voice had no emotion at all, like a zombie, which made Ding Yi in the room frown.

And as if he heard that there was no movement in the house, the old man suddenly slammed the door.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The huge sound shook the beams of the room, leaving no doubt that the old man outside the door did this on purpose.

When Ding Yi saw this scene, he thought quickly in his heart, then came to the door and opened the wooden door suddenly.

"Wei...it's you, where is Old Man Wei?"

The old man outside the door seemed a little surprised when he saw Ding Yi opening the door, and asked.

"I was injured yesterday when I went hunting, and I'm lying in the house."

Ding Yi pointed towards the closed door.

"Hehe, at such a young age, if he still learns to hunt, I'm afraid he might get pecked by an eagle."

The old man glanced at Ding Yi and said something meaningful.

"What's the matter with you?"

Ding Yi frowned and asked.

"Since it's inconvenient for Old Man Ding, you can go to the Taoist temple on his behalf."

The old man said slowly.

"Where is the Taoist temple?"

Ding Yi was stunned.

"It seems that Old Man Wei picked you up without telling you."

The old man smiled, showing his dry yellow teeth.

"In Xiaotan Village, we have to go to the Taoist temple every month to get lamp oil. Every household has to go there, unless that household is completely dead."

The old man said expressionlessly.

After hearing this, Ding Yi looked past the old man's figure at the group of waiting villagers behind him, and found that they were all looking this way, as if they were all waiting for Ding Yi's reply.

Such a scene made Ding Yi feel a little thirsty.

He had no doubt that if he dared to say no, these villagers would rush up to him like crazy and chop him into pieces.

At the moment, Ding Yi could only bite the bullet and say:

"Okay, do you need me to bring anything?"

When the old man saw Ding Yi's answer, an ugly smile appeared on his face and he said:

“With flesh and blood, with blood and nothing, just take yourself.”

After hearing the old man's words, Ding Yi felt panicked. He glanced at the villagers in the distance, and then noticed that blood was still oozing out of the packages in their hands, but there were also many people with their hands Empty, obviously nothing.

"Damn it, old man Wei wants to kill me, isn't he just to go to the Taoist temple?"

A ridiculous idea emerged in Ding Yi's mind, but he felt it was very possible.

At that moment, Ding Yi swallowed and then said bravely:

"Okay, you wait for me."

After saying that, Ding Yi closed the door, then hurried to Old Wei's room and took out the large piece of dried meat he found last night.

After thinking about it, Ding Yi brought a few more wooden boards and strips of cloth, put them in the package and wrapped them together, and then opened the door again.

The old man glanced at the package in Ding Yi's hand, and then said expressionlessly:

"Come with us."

After saying that, the old man walked towards the team without thinking about himself.

Seeing this, Ding Yi followed the old man to the team. When the people in the team saw Ding Yi coming, they no longer paid attention to this side and looked forward again with a dull expression.

"A bunch of psychopaths!"

Ding Yi looked at this strange scene and thought to himself, but he didn't show it on his face. He just stood quietly at the end of the team.

And Ding Yi seemed to be the last family. After Ding Yi arrived, everyone started to set off.

Although these people are very skinny, they walk very fast, just like ordinary people jogging.

Ding Yi speeded up and followed for a while, and then he felt uncomfortable in his chest and his whole calf began to ache.

"What do these people usually eat? They don't look like martial artists!"

Ding Yi was puzzled, but he didn't dare to fall behind. While hurrying on his way, he suddenly remembered that there was a page in Changqing Gong that was a method of walking practice. Suddenly, his heart moved, and his breathing began to adjust according to the description in the secret book.

"Huff! Inhale! Huh!"

At the same time, Ding Yi's body slightly bent, and he immediately felt the familiar heat surge from his lower abdomen, and began to swim along the route of last night. The whole person felt much more comfortable, and the staggering steps began to gradually regain stability, and the speed did not slow down but increased, just like taking a walk to catch up with the team.

"This Changqing Gong fruit is really amazing. Not only can I practice it while sleeping, but I can also practice it while walking. I just don't know if it only has this effect of increasing endurance."

Ding Yi suppressed the joy in his heart, and continued to follow the team without leaving any trace on his face, but in fact he began to secretly observe these strange villagers.

Each of these strange villagers is very thin, giving people a feeling of malnutrition.

Moreover, the expressions on these people's faces are almost always numb and without fluctuations, just like those walking corpses who have lost their souls.

Ding Yi has a deep feeling about this through his interactions with Old Man Wei in the past few days.

But none of this is important. Ding Yi just doesn't understand why these villagers don't move away when Xiaotan Village is so dangerous at night. Is the night outside so terrifying, or even worse?