Han Yanran and I went on the road and walked for more than three hours before we came to Giant Peak.

Now we are on a remote mountain road, and according to Ji Kang, we can go up this mountain road to the cave halfway up the mountain.

Not long after I left, it began to rain in the sky. Fortunately, the rain was not heavy, so we did not take shelter from the rain and continued on our way. Because it's getting dark, you have to rush to the cave as soon as possible.

After a while, the rain became heavier and heavier, and the two of us were wearing black coats and holding umbrellas, and we saw a thatched hut next to the mountain road in front of us, and I was ready to go over to take shelter from the rain.

But before I could enter the thatched house, I stopped, looked behind me a few times, frowned, and said, "Someone is coming." ”

Han Yanran looked back and again, but didn't see any figure, and couldn't help but look at me suspiciously.

"I heard it, someone is coming, let's stay out of the way. ”

I squinted, this mountain road is very remote, there should be no one passing by, how could someone suddenly come?

I didn't have time to think about it, so I pulled Han Yanran and hid in the bushes next to the mountain road. Sure enough, two minutes later, there was a sound of footsteps on the road.

When I looked up, I saw several men in strange costumes walking from the mountain path below, swaggering, their eyes sharp, and from time to time they glanced around, revealing a fierce meaning.

There were seven or eight of them, dressed in black and white clothes, and their heads were covered with white or black turbans.

What's even more strange is that they all wear rings, some of them have big copper collars around their necks, some have big earrings on both ears, and one of them has a ring-sized nose ring on his nostrils.

Han Yanran looked curious: "These people are dressed so strangely, it seems that they are the costumes of ethnic minorities. ”

I didn't respond, but showed a thoughtful expression and muttered, "These are all people from the Shennong Wu Clan. ”

In Shennongjia before, I had dealings with the Shennong Wu clan, and the dress of the people of that ethnic group was like this.

"Shennong Wu Clan?"

Han Yanran thought for a while and said, "I've heard Master mention this force, it seems to be an ethnic group living in Shennongjia, which is very mysterious. Moreover, the Shennong Wu Clan seems to be at odds with our hidden door, and there have been quite a few fights. ”

I nodded, before in Shennongjia, the Shennong Wu Clan and the Hidden World Sect formed a bond in order to compete for Shennong Longju, and I also participated in this matter, offending many Hidden Sect forces.

It's just that what makes me wonder is that this martial arts conference doesn't seem to invite people from the Shennong Wu Clan, how can they appear here?

At this time, the seven or eight people from the Shennong Wu clan walked to the thatched hut and stopped, looking around, as if waiting for someone.

"Brother Feng, they stopped, what should we do?" asked Han Yanran.

"Don't act rashly just yet, see what they're going to do. I whispered.

After about twenty minutes, seven or eight men standing in front of the thatched hut suddenly stood up straight, and looked at the fork in the road with their eyes, and I followed suit.

Two women.

The woman in front was wearing purple long sleeves, a blue gown, and a purple pleated skirt underneath, and a hat on her head, and white silk as a curtain to hide her face.

She wears very simple, but her plump and undulating body is a sight to behold any man.

It was a well-proportioned plumpness, revealing hands, and the incomplete half-cut powder, which clearly revealed the whiteness of her skin.

Her movements are elegant, and her steps are as elegant as flowing clouds, revealing a sense of luxury and mature beauty.

When I saw it, I couldn't help frowning, at first glance, this woman was a little similar to Su Yubi's figure, graceful and plump, but I saw the woman's face that was not very clear through the white silk that was not strict.

The contours of that face were beautiful, of course, but I looked into her eyes, those eyes, where I seemed to have seen them, but I couldn't remember where I had seen them for a moment......!

Behind the woman was a maid holding a canvas umbrella in her hand, covering the mountain rain.

As the two women stepped forward, the seven or eight people from the Shennong Wu clan next to the thatched hut all saluted respectfully.

Seeing this scene, a flash of inspiration flashed in my head, and I suddenly remembered the identity of this woman in purple.

The people of the Shennong Wu Clan, with such a plump and beautiful body, are naturally the saintess of the Shennong Wu Clan-Yan Xue Ji.

Once in the Shennong hypermarket, this woman had an affair with me, and even seduced, but I felt that she rejected her with bad intentions.

I didn't expect to meet Yan Xueji and her group here, which made me smell something unusual.

You must know that there are people from the Hidden World Sect everywhere, and they don't have a lot to deal with the Shennong Wu Clan. The holy daughter of the Shennong Wu clan did not receive the invitation, but appeared here, which couldn't help but make people suspicious.

Yan Xueji and her party stood in front of the thatched hut for a while, and two more people walked over, both wearing black power suits, dressed as warriors.

One of them, Han Yanran, actually knew each other and said to me: "Brother Feng, that middle-aged man is a person from the Hidden Gate, and Shui Yong, the master of the Hetang Gate. ”

"The people of the Hidden Sect are still the masters of a faction, how did they get together with Yan Xueji?" I was quite surprised.

I saw Shui Yong walk up to Yan Xueji and whisper a few words, the distance was too far, I didn't hear what they were talking about. But looking at Shui Yong's expression, he seemed to be quite excited.

Not long after, a carriage came from the mountain road, Yan Xueji and the maid entered the carriage, and several men from the Shennong Wu clan drove towards the mountain. Shui Yong and the others left from the fork in the road.

In a few moments, the thatched hut was empty.

"Brother Feng, they're gone. Han Yanran looked at me and reminded.

"Go, follow. "I flickered my eyes a few times, and emerged from the bushes to the mountain path, and looked in the direction of the carriage.

"What are you doing with it?" Han Yanran was puzzled.

"Don't you think it's strange that the people of the Shennong Wu Clan and the people of the Hidden World Sect are colluding together?" I touched my chin, and then said, "And look at the direction in which the carriage is going, it is just on the way with us, let's follow and see what they have to do." ”

"Hmm. Han Yanran nodded.

Han Yanran and I hid our figures, not far or close, following behind.

It was close to evening, and it was raining, and it was dark, so we were both wrapped in darkness and difficult to be seen.

Following Yan Xueji's carriage, we came all the way to an ancient temple on the Giant's Peak. I am not surprised to see the ancient temple here, although Xueduan Mountain has been blocked in recent years and no one has set foot on it, but there was no blockade before, at that time there were many monks and Taoists to build Taoist temples in Xueduan Mountain. It's just that in the past hundred years, these Taoist temples have all been abandoned.

The ancient temple in front of you is really too desolate, there are two old trees in front of the temple, the withered vines are entangled, under the twilight, these two ancient trees that are more than ten years old, just like the demons in the suburbs, a few old crows stand on the branches of the old trees, making strange calls.

Withered vines and old trees are faint crows, but there are no small bridges and flowing water.

Desolate, bleak, gloomy, deserted!

When the carriage reached the gate of the temple, it suddenly stopped, and by the moonlight, I saw that the carriage was quite simple, but the horses pulling the carriage were fat and long-legged.

I'm quite strange, in this snowy mountain, where did Yan Xueji get the carriage and horses?

The carriage stopped at the gate of the temple, and did not continue for a while, but the man who was driving the carriage stepped out of the carriage, and looked left and right in the moonlight, as if he was quite cautious.

I watched the man's every move in the darkness, and felt that they were too cautious, as if they had some ulterior secret.

The man glanced around a few times before shaking the reins of the horse, the horse rose up, the man shouted in a low voice, and the carriage drove into the ancient temple, which was soon swallowed up by the dark night.

"Driving the carriage into the ancient temple?" Han Yanran saw the carriage entering the temple, so she poked her head out and said in a low voice: "Brother Feng, who is the woman in the carriage, what are you doing here?"

I shook my head and said, "I don't know, but there must be some secret in there, and I might know if I go in and investigate." ”