Vice President Wang's dipping pen seems to be also a prop for cultivating truth. Since Vice Principal Wang handed over this thing to himself, it seems that this should be a cultivation item that can change a person's mental fluctuations, Ding Yi thought.

If it were an ordinary person, he might just accept it, but Ding Yi is the kind of person who has a burning curiosity about all unknown things, and always wants to figure out the principle of this thing.

So as soon as he took the pen presented by Vice President Wang, he almost didn't think about it and took it apart.

"Little Ding Yi, ,...... you" Vice Principal Wang hadn't finished speaking, and Ding Yi had already pulled out the pen.

It was completely different from what Ding Yi thought, there was neither a complicated formation nor a strange gem, and there were only six or seven bugs similar to flies and midges in the barrel of the pen.

What the hell is this? Little bug?

When Ding Yi was still looking at what kind of insect this insect was, he vaguely heard someone calling his name, and then he was dizzy and didn't know anything.

It turned out that the tube was filled with the famous 'sleepy bug'. The sleepy insect is a type of arthropod of the class Insecta, which belongs to one of the so-called ten strange insects in the world. This is a very strange creature, and it is still not fully understood that this strange creature, the principle and mechanism of this sleepy person.

The spicy smell made Ding Yi sneeze three or four times in a row, and finally woke up. When he woke up, he looked up and found himself sitting in a bucket truck, driven by a man in overalls, and a young man who looked like a student sitting next to him. Lao Liu, Changgui and Hong Ji's boss Hongshui, Vice President Wang are not in front of him.

"You're awake. The student-looking brother asked.

"Where is this?" Ding Yi found the bucket truck driving in a dark road. With the searchlight in front of the man in the overalls, Ding Yi found that this was a road he had not walked.

"This is the road to Skinny Dog Ridge. The man in the overfit replied.

Slender Dog Ridge is a small hillside outside Jiyun City, not to mention this strange place name, Ding Yi also knows nothing about other places in the far suburbs of Jiyun City. The long black road was endless, and Ding Yi was a little scared, after all, he was only a teenager less than ten years old.

"Don't be afraid, the people from the special search team on this road can't find it, my name is Guan Qi, you call me Brother Qi, and it's Uncle Dong who is driving. The student brother introduced.

Seeing Ding Yi touching his body and saying, "You are looking for the pen that President Wang gave you, Uncle Dong will help you keep it, I'm afraid that you will toss around blindly on the road, and I will give it to you when I go home." ”

"Brother Qi, what are you bringing me to Skinny Dog Ridge for?" Ding Yi asked weakly.

"President Wang wants you to help us repair the puppets, you must know that the five puppets here are all broken. You are our people, and we don't worry about the people outside. Guan Qi said.

"President Wang will be in touch with your family, don't worry. It seemed to know what Ding Yi was going to say, and Guan Qi explained. Through the dim light, Ding Yi looked at Guan Qi next to him, who was only sixteen or seventeen years old, wearing a student uniform. In the dim light, only the outline of his face could be seen, except for those flickering eyes, Ding Yi even suspected that this Qi brother had cultivated eye skills, otherwise how could it be so bright.

"Brother Qi, are you a cultivator?" Ding Yi became bolder.

"I am a student of Old Man Peak, and we may become senior brothers in the future. Guan Qi said.

What kind of sect is Old Man Peak, Ding Yi has never heard of.

Brother Qi looked at Ding Yi with a look of ignorance, and took advantage of the boredom of the car to tell Ding Yi some basic knowledge of the cultivation realm. It turned out that the so-called Old Man Peak was also one of the fifty-seven peaks of the Qingyun Sect, and it still belonged to the Qingyun Sect. Guan Qi is actually a disciple of the Qingyun Sect.

If he can become a cultivator, this is of course Ding Yi's dream, hearing Guan Qi say this, Ding Yi feels that it should be unlikely that he will become a cultivator, Guan Qi is likely to mistakenly think that he is an awakened cultivator, and he feels a little ashamed.

"Brother Qi, what kind of exercises do you specialize in?" Ding Yi became energetic to a cultivator who was willing to chat with him.

"I am cultivating the Tibetan Sect. Hiding and hiding shadows are all exercises that can't be put on the table. Guan Qi scratched his head embarrassedly.

"It's still a promising place to practice your puppetry, like we can only walk in the dark after all, it's not a good qualification. ”

Ding Yi secretly hurt himself, Brother Qi is still a cultivator, what is he? I can't get on the stage. The transcendent festival hasn't passed yet, and many people have expectations for themselves, but what if they haven't?

Suddenly, Ding Yi thought of a terrible thing, like the organization seems to be in contact with cultivators now, if he doesn't have a transcendent sacrifice and can't become a cultivator, will the organization kill himself? With Vice Principal Wang's temperament, maybe this thing is really possible.

Ding Yi became nervous.

"Is there a cultivator in Brother Qi's organization?" Ding Yi asked tentatively.

"There shouldn't be, Uncle Dong, do you know that there is?" Guan Qi asked Uncle Dong, who was driving.

"No!" Uncle Dong replied categorically.

This time, Ding Yi's heart was furious, and he didn't feel even more nervous.

"Xiao Yi, what's wrong with you? Are you going to pee? If so, I want Uncle Dong to stop the car. Guan Qi said with concern.

Ding Yi hurriedly said no, and his heart was full of mixed feelings for a while, and he was unbearable.

The bucket cart drove to a place where no signs could be seen, and Uncle Dong stopped the car. On the wall of the corridor, the secret door opened, and an upward staircase appeared in front of him.

Guan Qi was in front and Uncle Dong was behind, and he walked up the stairs in a winding way.

After going up the stairs of about four or five hundred steps, pushing open the wooden planks overhead, Guan Qi took the lead in getting out, Ding Yi was in the middle, and Uncle Dong walked out of the ground one after another.

This is about forty or fifty kilometers away from Jiyun City, and this is the first time in Ding Yi's life that he has set foot on the land outside the city. The story that his mother scared him when he was a child has come to light at this time. Ding Yi trembled a little unconsciously.

Uncle Dong was a little sneering, Ding Yi still liked to talk to Guan Qi, at this time he was almost close to Guan Qi, his little head was looking around, for fear that there was a wild lion hidden in the barren grass, and there was a hideous dire wolf in the woods. The unknown bird's call also made him think that it was a mandrill wood spirit whispering that it was coming to catch people and eat.

Uncle Dong could see that the young man was a little timid, and stretched out his hand to pull him up to his shoulder.

"Never been out of the city?" asked Uncle Dong.

"Yes"

"Don't be afraid, there are no monsters in this country, you know, beasts are actually more afraid of us. Uncle Dong comforted him.

The exit of the road is outside the wilderness, some distance from the stronghold of Slender Dog Ridge, the autumn wind is withered and the grass is yellow, the mountains and valleys are bleak, and most of the trees have faded to a verdant green, and all that enters the eyes is golden.

Ding Yi rode on Uncle Dong's shoulder and saw the real scenery outside the city for the first time, although he was still a little scared, but he didn't see those legendary monsters along the way, nor did he see the terrifying vision, and gradually became bolder.

"Uncle Dong, what is that red fruit?" Ding Yi saw that everything was very novel, although Uncle Dong didn't like to talk much, but he was a very good person, he took out a folding knife from his pocket and threw it out, the knife whirled the red fruit off the branch, and flew back with the fruit.

"It's citrus, it's sweet. Uncle Dong said, handed the fruit to Ding Yi, threw the knife out again, and when he flew back, he skewered another one and handed it to Guan Qi.

This is a wild fruit that Ding Yi has never eaten, sweet and sour, very delicious.

Eating the fruits, Ding Yi asked Uncle Dong and Guan Qi from time to time to identify the wild fruits and trees that were only outside the city. Although Uncle Dong didn't talk much, as long as Ding Yi asked him, he always answered patiently.

Uncle Dong is not a botanist, he can't tell Ding Yi a lot of things, he just smiled honestly, Guan Qi walked in front and seriously explored the way and led the way.

Ding Yi finally jumped off Uncle Dong's shoulder, he was a sensible child, and he knew that Uncle Dong was actually very tired.

Turning over the hillside and turning into a valley, Ding Yi finally saw the legendary villager. finally saw the native-born villagers, looking at the villagers who were no different from himself, Ding Yi was not only curious, but also a little sad.

The thatched roof of the house built of stone is made of beams, the inside of the house is dark during the day, and the adults and children of the villagers are skinny.

Strictly speaking, this is still the outskirts of Jiyun City, but there are two worlds inside and outside the city.

Ding Yi thought that those cultivators with great magical powers should just raise their hands if they were willing, turning the hillside they walked all the way into fertile fields and orchards. But why wouldn't they want to do it?

Uncle Dong is a mechanic who majores in manufacturing, and Brother Qi is a hidden master of the Tibetan Sect, and their abilities are limited. But there are so many strange people in the organization, why is no one willing to lend a hand to these poor villagers and help them?

Ding Yi looked at the withered and low cottage all the way, and his mood was very heavy.

He threw this question to Uncle Dong, and he really didn't vomit or be unhappy.

Uncle Dong is a little strange, Ding Yi's question, he really hasn't thought about it, whether these guys call them villagers or savages, he has never seriously considered their lives.

Regardless of whether they are a broken settlement driven out of the city, a prodigal son who is a traitor, or a native of the countryside, is it necessary to pay attention to them? To say something that should not be said, is it not a virtuous government that has not been done in all dynasties and dynasties?

"Xiao Yi, don't underestimate these guys, many of them are vicious bad guys. They don't deserve sympathy, a senior sister in Aquarius Mountain, who is quite beautiful and very kind, went to Qingtian, saw these ghost guys on the way, and she was also soft-hearted, and stopped and kindly gave these ghost guys food, and she ended up becoming the food of these villagers. For this reason, the owner of Aquarius Mountain, the Venerable Master of Tsing Yi was furious and slashed Qingtian with a sword, slaughtering almost all the villages in Qingtian, no one said that the Master of Tsing Yi was cruel, everyone said that she did the right thing. These ghosts are not like people, ghosts are not like ghosts, and they do not deserve sympathy. Kill and kill, can they be considered human?"

Guan Qi couldn't help but say.

Ding Yi pointed to a child who was about three or four years old and said, "Even if the adult is a bad person, what is wrong with this child?

"Poor people must have something to hate, although these children are innocent, but this is fate, God's will is like this, who will make people resentful?" Uncle Dong sighed and said.