"Little roe deer, two stupid, roe deer?"

In the lush jungle, Zhang Zizai groped his way forward while calling for a stupid roe deer.

Just when the foreign Taoist priest was exploring the island, the stupid roe deer also sneaked into the jungle at some point.

By the time Zhang Zizi came back to his senses, it was long gone.

Zhang Zi wanted to call Ao Bing and the others to find them together, but seeing that they were busy with each other and had no time to take care of themselves, he hesitated for a long time and gave up.

Anyway, there wasn't a minute before and after, and this stupid roe deer shouldn't be able to run far.

So, Zhang Zizai walked into the jungle.

He didn't know how long he walked, until he turned around and found that the people on the beach in the distance had turned into tiny black dots, and then he realized that he had walked too deep.

Zhang Zizi is in a dilemma, if he goes deeper, what should he do if he meets Li Lei?

But if you quit like this, what if the stupid roe deer meets Li Lei?

Just as he was hesitating, he vaguely heard a burst of singing.

Zhang Zizai can be regarded as a generation of singers - this can be known by virtue of the fact that in the villa of a wealthy businessman, he sang through the enchantment of pots and pans with his singing power and saved everyone.

But even if he is as powerful as him, he has to admit that he has never heard of such a bad singing.

Her voice sounded like a rusty broken gong, swept across by a stiff steel brush, and the hairs of those who listened to it stood on end.

Zhang Zizai was curious, there were still people who could sing songs stronger than their own attack power, and they had to explore her true face of Lushan.

So he stole to the place where the song came from, and it came from the top of a mountain...... Well, it's not so much a pimple as a mountaintop...... It's still a pimple.

The hillside was covered with moss, but fortunately, the equipment purchased by Ao Bing was complete, and Zhang Zizai carefully groped his way up little by little, and almost slipped several times.

About half an hour later, when he climbed to the top of the mountain panting, the singing still did not stop.

This girl, whether she sings well or not, put it aside, and her battery life is quite strong.

The girl didn't seem to notice that there were "fans" coming, and still sang to herself.

Zhang Zizai found a rock at random and sat down, and listened to it and fell into a trance.

......

On the beach, Ao Bing and the others waited for a long time, but they never saw the return of the foreign Taoist.

Not only that, but even Zhang Zizi and the stupid roe deer disappeared.

"What are we going to do? Are we going to wait here?"

Zhao Jinshan: "Why don't you ...... Move the rescuers, right?"

"What kind of rescuers! We are not Sun Wukong, where are the rescuers!" Bai Maruko put his bags on his back and prepared to go inside.

"Maruko, your nose spirit, help us smell where they are. Ao Bing followed, unloaded the backpack on Bai Maruko's body, and carried it on his shoulder.

Shiramaruko shook her head: "I can't smell anything here...... What's in your bag, why is it so heavy? ”

"Oven, hot pot, lamb chops...... By the way, there's a gas canister!"

Sister Jiu'er also followed the two of them, and said with a smile: "Where are you here to explore, you are here for a picnic!"

Seeing that everyone walked into the jungle, Zhao Jinshan and the golden-chained man would only follow suit.

Several people walked all the way towards the center of the island, during which Bai Maruko stopped many times, squatted on the ground and looked for the traces left by the foreign Taoist priest and Zhang Zizai, but they never found anything.

Just when everyone was worried, a puff of smoke rose from the center of the island, attracting everyone's attention.

"Look there, look there!" the man in the golden chain was the first to spot the smoke.

Ao Bing nodded, cut through all the obstacles in the direction of the cooking smoke, and approached with a large army.

When I walked to the place where the smoke started, I found that it was an open space about 100 meters square.

The clearing was clearly man-made, and the surrounding area was neatly manicured, with a small fence wall made of shrubs.

In the center of the open space is a simple thatched house, and on the left side of the house are randomly placed a few boulders as tables, chairs and benches.

A few people pushed the door, but saw that the foreign Taoist priest was tied up and thrown to the ground!

Seeing a few people coming, the foreign Taoist priest lying on the ground shook his head violently, whimpering and not knowing what he was saying.

Ao Bing stepped forward to untie his rope and took out what was in his mouth.

"Why are you here?"

"We saw that you didn't come out for a long time, and we were worried that something had happened to you, so we ......" Ao Bing helped the foreign Taoist priest up, looking concerned.

"Let's go first! It's not safe here! Let's talk about it in another place!"

"What are you afraid of, isn't it just Li Lei, I don't believe that a few of us together can't clean him up?"

"The person here is not Li Lei!"

"Who's that?"

"It's me!" came a sound of vicissitudes from behind, and when everyone turned around, a white-bearded old man appeared in front of the door, holding a basket of seafood in his left hand, a long fishing rod in his right hand, and an unsheathed rusty sword pinned to his waist, smiling at several people.

"You are?"

"I ?...... Sword God Xuanyuan!"

......

Sword God Xuanyuan, this name is now few people know, but in the Three Realms a few decades ago, this name is known to everyone, and no one knows it.

Sword God Xuanyuan, formerly known as Xuanyuan Zhoushu, is the number one existence in the world's sword cultivation.

With the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand, he had slain countless evil cults, and he was the closest to being a god back then.

And the Xuanyuan sword in his hand is even more bright, and it is said that this sword is cast by the bronze of the gods and the first mountain, and it is a gold-colored thousand-year-old sword. The sword body is engraved with the sun, moon and stars on one side, and the mountains, rivers and plants on the other, and the hilt of the sword is written on the art of farming and animal husbandry, and on the other side is the policy of unifying the four seas.

The most powerful thing about this sword is not its sharpness, but its special attributes. Anyone who is killed by this sword, whether you are a peerless demon king or a Da Luo Jin Immortal, your soul will be immortal and will never be able to enter the six realms of reincarnation.

Therefore, whether it is a human, a demon, or an immortal, they are all afraid of this sword immortal, for fear of fighting him.

Also, no matter how fierce Nezha and Ao Bing are, it is a big deal to reincarnate or reshape the golden body, the most popular mantra in the previous cultivation world: "Thirty years later, he will be a good man again." That's what I'm talking about.

But this guy is good, if you go down with a sword, you can only be a "Ah Piao" who jumped out of the Three Realms and is not in reincarnation, not only that, but he is still a "Ah Piao" who can't practice.

But fortunately, although this sword god Xuanyuan Zhou is a person with a strange temper, he is very principled, and the people he kills under his sword are all evil and infamous.

"In that case, why did he tie up a few of us?" Ao Bing was hung from the beams of the house, and wondered at the foreign priest.

"I don't know this, when I first found here, he was still kind to me, and said that he wanted to invite me to taste the grilled fish he made himself, but while chatting, he suddenly changed his face, and tied me up without saying a word, and said that he wanted to take me to refine his Xuanyuan sword. ”

Sister Jiu'er frowned: "What did you talk to him about?"

"I didn't talk anything, I told him that I had always heard my master mention him before, so I had admired him for a long time...... Do you need such a big pot to grill fish?" The foreign Taoist priest looked out of the door, Xuanyuan Zhou Shu was humming and carrying firewood, and above the firewood, there was a cauldron with a radius of two meters.

"This ...... I'm afraid you're going to cook us and eat it, right?" Hakumaruko looked frightened and shouted outside the house, "Old man, you can't eat me!"

Xuanyuan Zhou walked in when he heard this: "What did you say?"

"I said, you can't eat me!"

"Why?"

"Because...... I...... I'm a dog!"

"So what?"

"I ...... I...... If you eat me, you'll be blocked by dog lovers!"

"Neuropathy. Xuanyuan Zhou took out a strip of cloth, stepped forward to block her mouth, turned around and went out to continue adding firewood.

"What the hell is going on? Isn't he a righteous person? Why did he still do the thing of eating human flesh?" Sister Jiu'er asked the foreign Taoist priest on the ground.

"I don't know this, I heard my master say that in the human-demon war a few decades ago, the sword god also participated in it as a member of the human race, and he also made a contribution to the table strategy before...... It's just that when the battle intensified, he was never seen again, and my master thought that he died on the battlefield, and he regretted it for a long time...... Who would have thought that he was not dead at all, but lived in seclusion here...... By the way, why are there only a few of you, Zhang Zizai?"

"I don't know, a few of us set up camp on the beach, and as soon as we turned around, he disappeared......"

"He must have seen that the situation was critical, so he ran first. "The gold-chained man's face is like ashes, he knew that he would run first for respect, and he blamed himself for his dead uncle, who had to drag himself to this Laoshzi place to die, and said that this group of people are all immortal cultivators, ahh

"Woo woo woo woo!" Hakumaruko was gagged and could only let out a whining sound.

"What did she say?"

"If you talk nonsense again, beware of her picking your skin. The foreign priest spoke.

"You understand this?"

"I don't understand. ”

"That ......"

Foreign Taoist: "I said this. ”

“......”

Xuanyuan Zhou set up firewood and made a good fire, walked into the house, and looked up and down at these people on the ground, the eyes were exactly the same as Aunt Wang who was visiting the meat stall, as if he was carefully choosing which one had more tender meat.

Xuanyuan Zhoushuo naturally didn't know the situation here, and at this moment he was sitting on the stone bench, listening to the girl's singing.

To be honest, the girl's singing voice is really ugly, but somehow, Zhang Zizai is fascinated by it, this ugly but touching awkwardness really makes him uncomfortable, listening to her songs, it feels like ...... That's right, it's like a very small ancestral mantra.

The girl turned her back to Zhang Zizi and sang for a long time, then she retracted her voice and turned around to go down the mountain.

When he turned around, he saw a strange man sitting in front of him, and he was startled: "Who are you? Sitting here without saying a word, are you going to scare people to death?"

Zhang Zizai: "I'm sorry, I was fascinated by your singing, and I forgot to say hello for a while." ”

"Listen to me?"

"That's right. ”

"Do you want to die?"