Chapter 1075: Eerie Green Lamp

Luo Chen couldn't be kept.

Just as he came with the wind, he would eventually leave with the wind.

Jing Lan understood this truth when Luo Chen proposed to go to Qingshan Town.

She couldn't force it and could only agree.

It was just that some inexplicable feelings in her heart were completely suppressed by her.

Luo Chen seemed to know nothing, or perhaps he pretended not to know, just doing what he could as usual.

Harvesting grain in autumn, drying grain.

With his help, in just a few days, the few grains were harvested.

To celebrate and to comfort, Jing Lan took time to go to Qingshan Town, saying she wanted to cut some meat and buy some wine.

Luo Chen wasn't idle either; he cut some trees and picked up some dried rice straw, intending to repair the dilapidated roof.

Under the scorching sun, an old man with a cane passed by the door tremblingly, and seeing the man on the roof, he started chatting.

"The one at A-Lan's house..."

"Just call me Luo Chen."

Luo Chen recognized the other party; it was the neighbor next door, surnamed Pu, whom everyone in the village called Old Man Pu.

The villager Jing Lan mentioned earlier who was injured by the new manager of the smoke workshop was him.

Old Man Pu sat in the shade to avoid the scorching sun, looking at Luo Chen with gratification: "Having a man in the house is different after all. In previous years, A-Lan probably wouldn't have finished harvesting 30% of the crops by this time. Unlike now, with your help, not only is the grain harvested, but the house can also be repaired. In the future, if you support each other, A-Lan won't be lonely anymore."

Luo Chen didn't seem to fear the scorching sun, knocking the shaved wooden wedges into the beams and pillars.

Hearing the old man's nagging, he asked casually: "Has Jing Lan always been alone?"

Old Man Pu sighed with emotion, "Yes, she is an orphan, abandoned by her parents and raised by the village. This child is kind-hearted and hardworking, and everyone helps her a lot on weekdays, which is why she barely survived. But what's the point of living alone? With you here, I see she is much happier, and she has even started learning to dress up recently."

Luo Chen was silent, then changed the subject.

"I heard Jing Lan mention the three great natural disasters, but I have never understood the Mist of Destruction. I wonder if you have heard of it?"

Old Man Pu scratched his head, "I'm not too clear about this either. I only heard that there is such a thing, but no one in the village has seen it for a hundred years. I heard that every time the Mist of Destruction appears, the thick fog will cover the whole world, and there will be all kinds of strange beasts. Like our village built on the mountain, it is also based on tradition to prevent beast attacks."

"Beasts?"

Luo Chen frowned instinctively.

"Alright, it's too hot outside, I'll go back first, let's talk when we have time."

Old Man Pu patted his butt, got up, and walked toward his home tremblingly.

His movements were very slow, clearly not fully recovered from the injury caused by the new manager of the smoke workshop several months ago.

Luo Chen squatted on the roof, looking into the distance, and could clearly see a figure returning with a smile at the foot of the mountain.

Dinner was very sumptuous.

At least it was the most sumptuous meal Luo Chen had eaten since coming to this world.

Not only were there vegetables and meat, but also wine.

Although the wine wasn't high in alcohol and didn't contain any spiritual energy, it was quite smooth to drink.

The man and woman ate silently. Luo Chen didn't speak, and Jing Lan didn't know what to say.

It wasn't until they finished eating and put down their bowls and chopsticks that Jing Lan took the initiative to speak.

"In two days, I'll take you to Qingshan Town... by the way, go to the smoke workshop to pick up some work that can be done at home."

Luo Chen responded without raising his head: "Okay!"

After simple washing, it was dark.

Unlike the heat of the day, the village at night was quite cold, especially near the ground.

I don't know how Jing Lan slept on the straw mat in the corner before.

Luo Chen naturally didn't care about this temperature. Just like these days, he sat cross-legged on the straw, closing his eyes to adjust his body.

Using blood energy to perform healing spells had become second nature to Luo Chen now.

Most of the blocked meridians in his body had been cleared.

The broken parts had also been simply repaired.

Only a few large acupuncture points were still in the process of repair.

Only a soft grunt was heard.

"Mm..."

Luo Chen's tightly furrowed brows finally relaxed.

"The Shenting point, it's cleared!"

In this way, blood energy could be transported without hindrance.

Even if his body was empty of magic power, relying on his tyrannical physical body and the Source Blood hidden deep in his flesh, he finally had three points of self-preservation power.

In Luo Chen's estimation, as long as he didn't encounter an existence similar to the Nascent Soul realm of the Mountain Sea World, he wouldn't be in life danger.

If he didn't care about his physical body being severely injured again, he would have the power to fight even stronger existences.

Opposite the fire pit, the woman stared at Luo Chen's well-defined facial features. When she saw the relaxed brows of the other party, she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, then turned and went to sleep.

The next morning.

Two figures went down the mountain quickly while it was still dawn.

Crossing the big river spanning between the green mountains, they headed east.

Unlike the uneven, rugged land on the mountain, the land Luo Chen saw along the way was flat and vast.

Clearly, this land was much, much better than the one on the mountain.

But there were no rice crops planted in it, but some green plants only as high as an adult's thigh.

"These are the lands of the Qingshan Smoke Workshop, where Midie is planted. When the Midie flowers bloom, they will bear fruit. Those fruits are the materials specifically used to make Immortal Smoke."

Passing by a large field of Midie, Jing Lan introduced it like this.

Luo Chen nodded, looking up, almost unable to see the end.

Clearly, this Qingshan Smoke Workshop was powerful and could occupy such a large piece of fertile land just to plant Midie.

One could imagine how generous the profits of the Immortal Smoke made from Midie fruit would be.

And according to Jing Lan, Midie fruit wasn't the only useful part; its bark was also an extremely tough rope after special tanning, called Qian-Die Rope. This time going to the smoke workshop, she intended to pick up a batch of bark and take it home to tan Qian-Die Rope when she was free.

Qingshan Town arrived soon.

The first impression made Luo Chen very surprised.

The outskirts of the town were mostly built with stones, forming low city walls, giving people a feeling of being solid and reliable, as if they were guarding against something.

Instinctively, Luo Chen thought of the "beasts" brought by the Mist of Destruction mentioned by Old Man Pu.

But although the city walls of Qingshan Town were dark and simple, there was no blood color. Clearly, this wall hadn't played a role in resisting beasts.

"You go to the smoke workshop yourself, I'll walk around."

Jing Lan looked at Luo Chen seriously, then nodded: "Be careful, if anyone asks, just say you are from the Moon Village halfway up the mountain."

Luo Chen said he understood, then paced along the street.

Qingshan Town was big, with nearly a thousand households in the town.

Most of them had shops facing the outside, and at this early morning, some people had already started to put things up.

Luo Chen walked while observing.

Although his expression didn't change, he was somewhat disappointed inwardly.

"They are all ordinary things, having nothing to do with practitioners."

Holding the remaining hope, he continued to move forward along the street that was neither wide nor narrow, and finally stopped in front of a small building called [Wanxiang Pavilion].

Looking up at the plaque, Luo Chen was a bit surprised.

In such a small place, they would actually take such a grand name.

Luo Chen didn't hesitate and walked in.

When he entered, the wind chime at the door made a crisp sound.

Then, hurried footsteps came.

"This gues..." A middle-aged fat man with a mercenary face walked out, but when he saw Luo Chen's simple hemp clothes, he changed his words instantly: "Do you have anything you want to sell?"

Luo Chen said calmly: "Just looking."

The middle-aged man frowned, "Then do as you please."

Luo Chen didn't care and browsed through the shelves in the room at a glance.

Just as Jing Lan said before, there were indeed people in Qingshan Town who specialized in collecting things, collecting those strange objects swept in by the Sky Wind.

This was probably the reason why the shopkeeper asked Luo Chen what he wanted to sell directly.

Like someone dressed as shabbily as him, he couldn't afford anything, and basically came here to sell things he picked up.

Luo Chen was also very curious about what was sold in this Wanxiang Pavilion.

"Knife, sword, ruler... rice, animal skin... is this a spirit stone?"

Luo Chen's gaze stopped on a diamond-shaped crystal, but unfortunately, the crystal was just an empty shell, and there was no spiritual energy inside.

But even if it was just an empty spirit stone shell, it made him perk up.

With such things, it meant that there must be things related to immortal cultivators in this Great Destruction Realm.

Luo Chen's gaze continued to move, and suddenly, his expression changed slightly.

"Shopkeeper, where did this come from?"

A green lamp was lifted from his hand, and it even burned with a faint, eerie firelight. ===== CHAPTER 1078 =====