Chapter 37 Bamboo Forest Cottage

"I have an evil ghost token here. When you go back, you can bring it to the current sect master Yu Cheng, and he will naturally spare your life." As he said that, the skinny old man took out a token with a black ghost head engraved on the front and an evil word written on the back.

"Thank you for saving my life, ancestor." As he said that, Yaksha Mo Yu respectfully took the token with both hands and put it away.

"Just now you said that there are more than ten disciples of the Heavenly Ghost Sect who were forced to enter the inner layer of the Ghost Howling Land with you?"

"Yes, ancestor."

"At this moment, these people seem to have fallen into the defensive formation outside the inner layer." The skinny old man thought for a while and took out the crystal ball again.

The crystal ball showed the figure of a black snake.

"Xiao Jiu, go and bring back those disciples of the Heavenly Ghost Sect who broke into the Ghost Howling Land."

The next moment, the black snake in the crystal ball flashed and disappeared.

"Mo Yu boy, follow me. Now the sect has sent people to investigate this place." After saying that, the old man led Yaksha Mo Yu into a door.

…

Senior Brother Niu and his team in the inner layer of the Ghost Howling Land were waiting anxiously.

Suddenly, a black snake suddenly appeared in front of the seven people. With a sharp look, the seven people could not move at all. Then the snake rolled them up with its tail and disappeared.

…

Xu Yang and Lin'er in the space vortex.

After a dizzy spin, the two arrived in a mysterious space.

Xu Yang felt a pain all over his body, and opened his eyes to find Lin'er who came in with him, and saw her lying not far from him, motionless.

"Lin'er! Lin'er! Wake up!" Seeing Lin'er's eyes closed, Xu Yang called anxiously.

Xu Yang gently lifted Lin'er up with his hands, and probed Lin'er's wrist with one hand, and the anxious look on his face eased slightly.

"It seems that the soul is over-consumed and fainted."

Lin'er's snow crow belly originally had a spirit pill to repair the soul, but it was used up by Xu Yang before.

Xu Yang couldn't find a good way to help Lin'er recover.

He looked at Lin'er in his arms, who was so close to him for the first time. On her fair cheeks, her long black eyelashes lay quietly on her eyelids like a pair of curtains, her straight nose outlined delicate lines, and her slightly dry red lips were still pretty, making her a beautiful woman.

Thinking that Lin'er had not only helped him break through the bottleneck of his cultivation, but now she was also swept into this place by the space vortex to save him, Xu Yang was full of gratitude and guilt.

"Lin'er, hold on. I will definitely take you away from here safely." Xu Yang made up his mind.

Xu Yang turned his head to observe the surrounding situation.

Surrounded by a tall bamboo forest, his sight and consciousness were blocked by the bamboo forest. There was only a cobblestone path running through the bamboo forest.

|"I don't know how many days I have been sleeping here. I observe that the evil spirit here is still very strong. I think this place is still a space in the ghost howling land. I must find a way to wake Lin'er up. If she continues to be unconscious, I don't know what damage will be caused to her soul." Thinking of this, Xu Yang picked up Lin'er and walked into the bamboo forest along the path.

Soon, a simple bamboo hut appeared in front of him. The two doors of the hut were half-open, as if someone lived there.

"Is there anyone in the house?" Xu Yang asked loudly.

After waiting for a while, no one answered.

Xu Yang gently pushed the door with his hand, and with a creak, the door of the hut was pushed open.

Xu Yang carried Lin'er into the house and asked softly, "Is there anyone in the house?"

Still no one answered.

There was only a simple table and a few chairs in the hut, and there was an empty wooden bed in the corner.

Xu Yang spread the flame tiger skin on the bed and laid Lin'er flat on the tiger skin.

"Maybe the owner is not here. I'll go around and take a look."

Xu Yang came to the backyard of the hut.

The backyard is not big, and there is a wing room in it.

Xu Yang called softly: "Is anyone there?" Seeing no one answered, he pushed open the door.

There was an altar in the wing room. On the altar was a wine pot with a strange shape and two cups.

The shape of this wine pot is a frog with a bloated body, two horns on its head and dragon fins on its back. The strange thing is that when Xu Yang walked into this room, the eyes of this thing turned strangely, but Xu Yang didn't notice it at all.

Xu Yang glanced and stared at a tablet on the altar. On the tablet was written "The Tablet of Immortal Master Zang Wuya".

Seeing this, Xu Yang was shocked.

Without saying a word, he knelt down in front of the tablet, and kowtowed three times.

"Xu Yang, a disciple of the Tiangui Sect, did not intend to disturb the place where the founder of the sect worshipped the spirit. I apologize here." Xu Yang said in a loud voice.

Then he stood up respectfully, left in an orderly manner, and gently closed the door of the wing room.

"There is a tablet of the founder of the Heavenly Ghost Sect enshrined here. It is said that the founder had entered the fairyland many years ago. I wonder who enshrined it? It must be a disciple of the Heavenly Ghost Sect. If this person can survive here, he must have a way to get out." Thinking of this, Xu Yang's mind suddenly became much clearer.

Back to Lin'er's room.

Xu Yang paced back and forth in the room for a few times.

Suddenly a voice came: "Where did you come from, young boy, to disturb my nap."

Xu Yang looked in the direction of the voice, but there was no one at all. His eyes quickly searched the room and stopped at an old landscape painting hanging on the wall.

This painting shows a bamboo forest, and a bamboo hut is shaded by the shadows of the bamboos. It is exactly the same as what Xu Yang saw on the way here.

The ancient painting emits a milky white aura, and the door on it slowly opens, and an old man walks out of it. After a few moves, the old man actually walks out of the painting.

Xu Yang is stunned by all this.

This old man has white hair and a childlike face, and wears a simple black robe. But his two pupils change to different colors, sometimes red, sometimes blue, and sometimes black...

"Young man, how did you get here."

"I am Xu Yang, a disciple of the Heavenly Ghost Sect. I entered the Ghost Howl Land for trial. After an accident, I was swept into this place by the space vortex. I didn't mean to disturb the senior's quiet cultivation. Please forgive me." As he said, he took out his identity jade card of the Heavenly Ghost Sect disciple and handed it to the old man with both hands.

"It seems that you are indeed a disciple of the Heavenly Ghost Sect. Who is the little girl lying on the bed?" The old man glanced at Lin'er who was still unconscious on the wooden bed.

"This is the disciple of our sect who came here with me. Her name is Lin'er. She fainted after her soul was injured. Senior, can you help me wake her up? I will be very grateful."

"Seeing how nervous you are, it should not be as simple as an ordinary fellow disciple." The old man said with a smile.

The old man walked to the couch and looked at Lin'er. Then he said: "This little girl has a special physique. Her damaged soul is repairing itself. In her current condition, she does not need to be awakened forcibly, otherwise it will backfire."

Hearing what the old man said, Xu Yang stretched out two fingers and gently placed them on Lin'er's wrist to explore. As the old man said, Lin'er's soul was recovering on its own.

"Thank you for your guidance, senior. May I ask how can I leave here and return to the Tiangui Sect?" As he said, Xu Yang bowed deeply.

"It's easy to leave, but this place is not a place where you can come and go as you please."

"What do you mean by this, senior? If there is anything you need me to do, just tell me."

The old man sniffed back and forth.

"Little brother, do you have any good wine with you?" The old man changed the subject and said with a smile.

Xu Yang quickly took out a wine gourd from his arms, which naturally contained the home-brewed wine "Eighteen Falls".

The old man took the gourd, opened the cork, and sniffed it.

"Good wine, it is indeed a good wine from the mortal world!"

The old man said sternly: "This wine is your compensation for disturbing my lunch break. I don't take advantage of others."

"If you like it, just take it and drink it."

"Such a good wine, I haven't drunk it for three hundred years, I can't enjoy it alone. If you want to get out of here, follow me." As he said, the old man took the wine pot, turned around, and came to the backyard.

Xu Yang hurriedly followed the old man and came to the wing room in the backyard of the cottage.

After entering the wing room, the old man was deeply affectionate. He bowed deeply to the arrangement on the altar. Then he said, "Master, I, Guigu Yeyan, have brought you some fine wine to honor you."

Xu Yang also hurriedly followed behind and saluted the tablet.

"Guigu Yeyan, I have never heard of this name. He is also a disciple of the founder of the Tiangui Sect. He must be a senior master of our sect with a life span of more than a thousand years." Xu Yang thought of this and was in awe of the old man in front of him.

After the old man finished speaking, he walked forward. He took down the frog-shaped wine pot on the altar and poured the wine in the gourd into it.

After a while, the old man shook the gourd in his hand, and the gourd was empty.

The old man turned around and handed the wine gourd to Xu Yang.

He said, "Go and clean up here, and move the tables and chairs in the small house in front. I want to drink two cups with Master."

Hearing the old man's order, Xu Yang replied repeatedly, "Disciple obeys."

In a moment, Xu Yang cleaned the floor and arranged the tables and chairs neatly.

The old man sat upright on the chair and pointed at the frog-shaped wine pot with one hand.

With a "quack" sound, the frog-shaped wine pot actually made a sound. The next moment, the frog-shaped wine pot bulged its cheeks. A stream of clear water gushed out of its mouth, accurately filling two wine glasses, and a scent of wine filled the room.

Xu Yang couldn't help but sniff, and immediately felt a hot spring-like spiritual power being sucked into his body along with the aroma of wine. Just like a tired person taking a hot bath, Xu Yang's previous fatigue was swept away, and the consumed true energy was also restored a lot.

"Is this still my "Eighteen Falls"? The aroma of wine alone has such a magical effect. The legendary jade liquid is just like this." Xu Yang couldn't help but marvel in his heart.

The old man picked up one of the wine glasses with both hands, placed it on the altar, and then returned to his seat.

He raised his wine glass and said respectfully to the spirit tablet: "Master, please drink!"

The spirit tablet actually flashed a milky white halo, and the wine in the wine glass on the altar formed a curve and disappeared into the halo of the spirit tablet.

After that, the old man also drank his wine.

In this way, one cup after another. Soon, the old man's face was red and he looked a little drunk.