Jiangsu, Zhejiang, Guobei County.

There is a dilapidated grass pavilion on the side of the road ten miles south of the county seat.

In the south of the Yangtze River, it is the rainy season again, the sky is changeable, one moment it is still a clear sky, and the next moment it is already pouring rain.

On the muddy mountain road, a handsome scholar ran over in the rain with an oil umbrella and hurriedly rushed into the grass pavilion.

The oil umbrella was already in tatters, and it could not protect itself from the rain, and when the scholar entered the pavilion, his clothes were already soaked, and the rain flowed down the corners of his clothes.

The scholar took off the book basket on his back and looked at the blue-shirted young man standing in the grass pavilion admiring the rain.

"Hello Brother Tai, in Xia Ning Caichen, Jinhua Hua clan, I want to go to Guobei County to collect accounts, I happened to pass by here, and I bothered Brother Tai. Ning Caichen arched his hand and said.

The blue-shirted young man turned around like a whirlwind, with a friendly smile on his face, glanced him up and down, and said, "Scholar doesn't have to be polite, in Xia Yang Ming, he is a wandering swordsman." You and I meet here because of fate, and Yang has a heartfelt message for you. ”

Ning Caichen was stunned for a moment, and said in amazement: "What is the heartfelt complaint?"

Yang Ming said: "I see that your Yintang is black, it is already bad luck, and your face and innate five elements are all in conflict with Guobei County, and if you go to Guobei, something bad will happen." Scholar, I advise you to go home early. ”

"Brother Tai still looks at faces?" Ning Caichen laughed dryly, not believing what he said at all.

Yang Ming said: "It seems that you don't believe my words, scholar. ”

Ning Caichen said: "It's not that I don't believe your words, but I can't do it if I don't go." Now the situation is unfavorable, if you can't collect the account. I'm going to starve to death on the streets...... Even if there is a mountain of swords and a sea of fire in front of me, I have to go. ”

Yang Ming glanced at his book basket. Said: "Collect the accounts, scholar, you first look at your account books." See if there's still an account?"

"Oops...... What can I do?"

Ning Caichen looked into the book basket and immediately exclaimed--a small half basket of water had accumulated in the book basket.

He hurriedly fished the account book out of the basket and carefully opened it to see that the ink on the pages had melted away and had become jet black.

Ancient books were not waterproof, and when they were soaked in water, they could not see anything.

Yang Ming said: "Scholar, the account books have been destroyed, do you still want to collect the accounts?"

Ning Caichen thought for a moment. He said: "Although this account book is destroyed, the tenant still has a stub and can still receive the silver." ”

Yang Ming shook his head and sighed: "It seems that you have to go." ”

Ning Caichen looked at him suspiciously, and said, "Why is Brother Tai so concerned about whether I am going to Guobei County, and what do you have to do with those tenants?" He had heard that the last person who went to collect the debts was killed by someone else on the way.

"I have nothing to do with them......"

Speaking of this, Yang Ming suddenly looked into the rain curtain, and he heard a shout of killing in the sound of "whooshing" rain.

"Brother, what are you looking at?"

Ning Caichen also looked curiously towards the path.

"Look at killing. ”

"Kill!"

Hear Yang Ming's words. Ning Caichen couldn't help but be surprised.

In the rain, more than a dozen figures ran quickly from the path, and then the sound of killing came.

"Stop. ”

"Don't run!"

"Spare your life!"

"Hand over the money. ”

In the midst of shouts and killings, these people ran to the grass pavilion.

Running in front were more than a dozen fierce and vicious bandits. Chasing after him was a murderous cold-faced swordsman.

"Uncle, spare your life, I'll give you the money back. ”

"You dare to steal Uncle's money. Damn!"

The cold-faced swordsman chases and kills, and his shots are ferocious. There is no mercy, and the swordsmanship is brilliant. Slash each other one by one.

When Ning Caichen saw this scene, he was frightened, and his whole body stiffened.

Yang Ming looked at the murderous swordsman with great interest, his face was not shocked, his expression was relaxed, and he also equipped his combat effectiveness test glasses.

"Let me see your combat prowess...... 150! Well, it's not bad, is this the strength of the top swordsmen in the rivers and lakes?" Yang Ming muttered.

After the cold-faced swordsman finished killing, he walked towards the grass pavilion.

Ning Caichen was afraid of him like a tiger, and when he saw him coming, he immediately ran out.

The cold-faced swordsman sat down with a golden sword.

Yang Ming said lightly: "Brother Tai's swordsmanship is good, but the killing is too heavy, I am afraid that I will go crazy in the long run, so it is better to restrain it." ”

The cold-faced swordsman said, "Who is Your Excellency?"

"Yang Ming, swordsman!" replied succinctly and competently.

When this person heard the word "swordsman", his eyes suddenly released a fine light, and the sword qi around his body burst out, and he asked in a condensed voice: "You also use a sword." ”

"Yes. ”

"Why do I use you to judge my sword, since you also use a sword, then let the sword speak!"

This person has become obsessed with sword practice, and he has become crazy about swords, and he has developed an obsession with the name of the world's first sword, and he can't hear anyone mention the word "sword" in front of him.

As he spoke, he had already raised his sword and slashed at Yang Ming.

The moves are ferocious, opening and closing.

Seven swords were slashed out in a row.

Yang Ming's body did not move at all, his right hand reached out lightly, and each stroke of his fingers was ready to hit the back of the sword.

"Ding Ding Ding Ding...... When!"

In the last blow, the big sword in the cold-faced swordsman's hand flew away, and it pierced into the beams and pillars of the grass pavilion with a "boom".

The next moment, Yang Ming's two fingers had already touched the center of his eyebrows.

The cold-faced swordsman froze, with a look of horror and disbelief on his face.

"There is no end to the sea of suffering, and turning back is the shore. You can't turn back now, or you'll be killed. Let's go......" Yang Ming withdrew his hand and said indifferently.

The rain was pouring down, and the grass pavilion suddenly fell silent.

The cold-faced swordsman was silent for a moment, then drew his sword and left without saying a word, and his figure quickly disappeared into the rain curtain.

Ning Caichen stood in the rain dumbfounded, looking at him with stunned eyes.

……

Guobei County, county government.

At present, the situation is chaotic, and the people are struggling to make a living. Demons run rampant.

Yang Ming dragged Ning Caichen to the gate of the county office, and Ning Caichen asked cautiously: "Hero." What are you bringing me here for?"

"Of course, I came to the county government to report to the official. ”

"Huh...... Hero, I still have to collect the debt. You let me go. ”

"That's not going to work, you don't have to leave here. ”

Yang Ming showed a big smile and said, "I said a long time ago that you will have a catastrophe when you go to Guobei County, and it will be fulfilled now." ”

"Bang!"

Ning Caichen wanted to ask again, but the door of the county government had been opened, and the officials brought the two into the yamen hall.

"Ascension!"

"Wei ...... Wu ......"

"Who is in the hall, have you paid the official fee?" Guo Beixian Ling is a small corrupt official who is greedy to the bones. As soon as he opened his mouth, he asked directly about the money.

"It's already been delivered. Yang Ming said.

"It's okay to hand it over, what are you doing by beating the drum and singing grievances?" the county magistrate asked.

"My lord, this scholar is a thief, and I will arrest him and send him to the judge for trial. Yang Ming said.

"I'm not a thief, I didn't steal!" Ning Caichen looked stunned and hurriedly shouted.

"You say he's a thief, he says he's wronged. Do you have any evidence?" asked the prefectural magistrate.

"There is evidence. My lord, I saw him steal something from him. Yang Ming took out two silver ingots from Ning Caichen's book basket and said, "My lord, please see, is this your thing?" ”

"It's mine. It's mine. The county commander smiled and said busily.

"Now that he is dirty, should you send him to prison? Yang Ming said.

"That's right. That's right. ”

The county commander nodded again and again, and then patted the wood. He said loudly: "This case is very clear, come here." Escort this scholar down. ”

Ning Caichen shouted and shouted: "My lord, I was wronged, I didn't steal anything, and the silver is not mine." ”

The county ordered: "Of course it's not yours, this silver belongs to the old man." ”

The two yamen almost dragged Ning Caichen out without saying anything.

Ning Caichen shouted angrily: "Daxia, I have no grudge against you, why do you want to frame me?"

Yang Ming said: "Scholar, I'm doing this for your good, you stay in prison for a while, and when the time comes, I will let you out." ”

This sentence is full of sincerity, Yang Ming really didn't lie to him, but unfortunately Ning Caichen will definitely not agree.

"The difference between Ning Caichen and Nie Xiaoqian is destined to be a fruitless fate from the beginning of their encounter. Ay...... Whoever makes my heart so good, I will resolve this evil fate for you. Yang Ming thought compassionately.

Out of the county office, Yang Ming began to buy frantically in the county, and he bought all the magic weapons, rune papers, and scriptures that had a little effect on the demons and demons, and no matter how small the mosquito was, it was meat.

Anything that can be solved with money is not a problem.

After doing this, Yang Mingjue is still not very safe, the tree demon grandma is a big demon with a thousand years of cultivation, and her cultivation is above the fox demon Xiaowei, even if she is limited by her ontology and her strength is weak, but her combat effectiveness will never be inferior to that of the fox demon.

What's more, there is also an unfathomable old demon of Montenegro.

Yang Ming thought about it for a while, and it was better to upgrade himself first.

"Upgrade complete...... Rama Yijin Sutra level 9, consuming 20,000 strengthening points. ”

Yang Ming's eyes were slightly idle, and he sank into the dantian, carefully experiencing the feeling of "the unity of heaven and man".

"Level 9 and Level 8 are really different, the two are literally one day and one place, and the power that could only be achieved with a killer weapon before can now be used casually. ”

Yang Ming opened his eyes and slowly reached out his palm, like a heavy object.

As soon as his mind turned, the surrounding heaven and earth vitality quickly converged towards his palm, forming a small whirlwind in his palm, and with a wave of his hand, the whirlwind easily twisted a large tree in front of him into slag.

"Combat power 287. Yang Ming glanced at his combat strength and nodded with satisfaction.

"It's getting late, it's time to go to Lanruo Temple. ”

Yang Ming inquired about the vendors, and then walked out of the county seat and headed east under their funeral-like gaze.

After a pillar of incense, the sky was completely dark, and the wolf howls sounded from time to time in the quiet woods, which made the environment even more eerie.

Yang Ming searched around the depths of the woods for a few times, and finally saw the stone tablet covered by weeds, on which were engraved with three ancient texts - Lanruo Temple. (To be continued......)