Chapter 49049 Hidden Village

Chapter 49

Yingji calmly reached for the Qiankun pouch at her waist, only to find it empty. She had just showered and changed her clothes, and the Qiankun pouch wasn't on yet.

She had always thought that places like Pujia Temple should be very safe, after all, it was a Buddhist place. That was why she was careless for a moment. Now she regretted it deeply!

Without the spiritual power she could use at any time, and without the spiritual weapons in her Qiankun bag, she really became a worthless person that could be slaughtered at will.

She warned coldly, "Old monk, aren't you afraid of being punished by your abbot?"

Wudao clearly had no intention of wasting time with Yingji. He quickly extended his hand and unleashed a stream of absorbing energy towards her. Yingji's body was immediately and uncontrollably sucked away.

Yingji watched helplessly as she was about to be sucked into a magic gourd. She quickly turned around and saw Bajiao lying by the door, staring at her with wide eyes.

Yingji was suddenly shocked and just hoped that Wudao would not attack Bajiao.

The gourd was incredibly smooth, and Yingji slipped, falling directly to the bottom. She looked up again and saw Wudao sealing the gourd's mouth. The light that had been pouring in from outside was immediately blocked, leaving the gourd completely dark.

Yingji cursed him, "Son of a bitch!" and sat down in the pitch-black gourd. She sensed from the jostle that Wudao had quickly taken her away, seemingly without doing anything to Bajiao.

Didn't he see Basho? Or did Wudao still possess the compassion of a Buddhist and detest her, and not attack a child?

A long time passed, the magic gourd was not opened, and the banana tree was not thrown in. Yingji felt a little relieved.

She didn't ask Bajiao to be smart enough to find Kongfan for help, she just hoped that Bajiao could help her keep the Qiankun bag.

In the pitch-black gourd, Yingji couldn't tell the time; she only felt as if Wudao had been taking her for a long time. Wudao was no ordinary person; a single step could carry a thousand miles. He had been taking her for so long, where was he really taking her?

Anyway, without the Qiankun Bag, Yingji couldn't escape. Instead, she calmed down, yawned, and lay down to sleep.

Just adapt to the situation.

When the sunlight shone in from the top of the gourd, Yingji woke up instantly and opened her eyes immediately.

Then the world spun around, and Yingji felt like a pill being poured out of a gourd by Wudao.

She fell to the ground, but it didn't hurt as much as she'd imagined. Yingji subconsciously reached out and touched the wet sand. She turned around and saw the endless sea.

Is this the seaside?

Yingji looked at Wudao in confusion. Wudao lowered his head, put away the magic gourd, and turned to leave.

Ying Ji was stunned for a moment, then quickly asked, "Stinky monk, what is this place? What do you mean by leaving me here?"

Wudao did not answer, nor did he stop, and gradually disappeared from Yingji's sight.

Yingji was completely confused.

She stood up and looked around at this strange place.

On this side was the vast ocean. Even if Yingji squinted her eyes, she couldn't see the end of the ocean. The blue sea was calm and there was no ship in sight.

On the other side of the sea, beyond a wide stretch of sandy beach, lay a range of mountains. Yingji could see that the mountains closer to the sea were lower, perhaps even small hills, while the deeper they went, the taller and taller they became.

Soon, Yingji felt hungry.

The stones on the beach had long been rounded by the repeated erosion of the sea. She found a sharp stone a little further from the sea. She then picked up a suitable branch and tried to bend it. When it didn't break, she scratched it with the sharp end of the stone. Using the scratch, she finally broke the branch and obtained the sharp end she was looking for.

——She wants to catch fish.

Yingji took her barely-there "weapon" and walked into the sea. The cold water gradually covered her legs. She bent down and squinted her eyes to stare into the sea.

The sea surface, which originally looked calm from a distance, was now trembling when she stared at it closely. Her vision also became shaky, and after staring for too long, her eyes began to hurt.

Yingji didn't dare to venture into the deep sea and only speared fish here. She tried many times, but the seawater splashed over her face and body.

After working hard for most of the day, she finally caught a fish.

Yingji walked out of the sea and sat down tiredly on the beach.

Without fire and very hungry, Yingji could only harden her heart, peel the fish skin and eat the bloody raw fish meat.

A strange taste filled her mouth, it was a very unpleasant taste. Yingji endured it and did not spit out the fish. After a while, she gradually accepted the taste. Yingji swallowed it mouthful after mouthful, trying her best to swallow all the edible parts.

Wudao hid in the dark and watched, shaking his head repeatedly.

Wudao was displeased with Yingji for disturbing Kongfan's Buddhist heart, and she was even more afraid that it would destroy Kongfan. However, he was not a malicious person and had no intention of killing Yingji.

For the next three days, Yingji didn't leave the beach. When she was hungry, she would go fishing, but her catch was not much, just enough to fill her stomach.

Wudao's frown deepened. He couldn't bear to watch Yingji killing and eating raw meat. He couldn't help but feel anxious. In his heart, he blamed Yingji for being so stupid as to not go to the mountains.

But he didn't understand that as a mortal without a spiritual weapon, the endless mountains were much more terrifying than hunger.

However, on the fifth day when Yingji was trapped on the beach, when she failed to catch fish again, she turned her head and looked towards the mountains with a sharp look in her eyes.

If it hadn't rained the day before, Yingji would have died of thirst. She couldn't just sit there and wait for death.

She walked out of the sea, holding the sharp branch in her hand tightly, and walked towards the mountain step by step.

Yingji walked very cautiously, carefully observing the surrounding environment. She even found a few poisonous weeds, which she quickly picked and wrapped in a handkerchief for future use.

Yingji was worried about encountering some demonic beast, or even just some ordinary wild animal. But she walked for a long time without encountering any danger, save for the occasional bird flying overhead and a rabbit darting through the bushes.

Yingji also saw some wild fruits.

She didn't dare to taste the unfamiliar wild fruits until she saw the sour wild fruits that Kong Fan had picked for her.

Yingji was immediately delighted and kicked the tree trunk hard a few times, knocking the wild fruits down. This time, she didn't care about the sourness of the fruits and ate several of them in a row.

She was really thirsty.

When she couldn't eat any more, she picked some more fruit to take with her and continued walking.

She walked from early morning to evening and was surprised to see a mountain village hidden in the mountains.

Looking at the curling smoke from cooking fires and children chasing and playing in the distance, Yingji was stunned.

Soon, people in the mountain village also discovered her.

All the laughter and joy seemed to disappear in an instant, and the villagers looked at her with great caution. Children quickly ran to the village to inform the public, and soon more and more people came out of their homes.

Yingji smelled the aroma of rice. The raw fish was so unpalatable that she didn't want to turn back and continued walking forward.

The villagers emerged from all directions, forming a wall at the village entrance. The men stood guard in the front, while the women, children, and elderly hid in the back. An old man, leaning on a cane, stood in the center of the group.

When Yingji approached, the old man bent down and threw a round object at her.

Yingji lowered her head and looked at the thing that rolled to her feet.

Measuring spirit stone.

Ying Ji was all too familiar with it. She had secretly touched the spirit stone countless times since she was a child, praying that it could reveal a trace of spiritual power within her...

Yingji bent down and picked up the spirit stone.

The spirit stone in her palm had no reaction, proving that she had no spiritual power in her body, making her the most incompetent creature.

Seeing the spirit stone like this, the wariness on the faces of everyone in the village disappeared in an instant, and some people even smiled in a friendly manner.

Ying Ji looked at them in surprise, and found that several of them were playing with spirit stones. In their hands, the stones were dull and lifeless, like ordinary stones. They were all ordinary people.

Yingji suddenly had a bold guess - are all the people in this village ordinary people?

The old man asked, "Where are you from? How do you know this place?"

The old man's tone was kind, but still contained a hint of caution.

"I jumped into the sea to avoid my enemies, thinking I was drowned. When I opened my eyes, I found myself on the beach." Yingji was good at lying.

In the distance, Wudao turned around with peace of mind.

Everyone in this village is an ordinary person. This is the place Wudao chose for Yingji to settle down.

He wanted her to die of old age here.