"Go, go, you're not a woman, it's not disgusting enough to laugh at me all day. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info" Lu Chen scoffed, and then leaned on the countertop seemingly casually, leaning forward slightly.

The old horse glanced at him, frowned slightly, and said in a deep voice, "What's wrong?"

Lu Chen lowered his voice and whispered a few words, the voice could not even be heard clearly in the quiet tavern at the moment, maybe only the old horse closest to him could hear it clearly.

The old horse listened, his face suddenly became gloomy, and then he slowly straightened up, and after a moment of silence, he glanced at Lu Chen again, and said, "You read it right?"

Lu Chen said lightly: "I haven't seen anything in that back then. ”

Lao Ma nodded, and then asked in a low voice, "What is the grade of the code?"

Lu Chen frowned, and after a moment of silence, he said, "This is a strange place, there is only one tree and two leaves on that code, and at most it is only the position of the 'incense master' in the Demon Sect." ”

Lao Ma's expression was slightly relaxed, and he pondered: "In this way, it doesn't seem to be looking for you? Could it be that there are also demons from the Three Realms Divine Sect mixed in here and summoned in this way?"

Lu Chen snorted and said, "This is inevitably a bit too coincidental. ”

Lao Ma nodded and said, "I know about this, and I will find out next, don't worry." But didn't the day before yesterday the Qianqiu Gate kill a demon cult demon lurking in it, maybe the demon cult demon came for this?"

Lu Chen shrugged his shoulders and said, "I hope so, anyway, you can watch this matter." ”

The old horse said: "Don't worry. ”

Lu Chen stood up and prepared to leave, but before he could take a step, he suddenly stopped again, then turned to the old horse and said, "There is another matter, you can also help me check it by the way." ”

The old horse said, "What?"

Lu Chen said: "There seems to be a new young scholar on the other side of the stream, handsome and has good painting skills, I have never seen this person before." Inquire the root of the man. ”

The old horse let out an "oh" and said, "I know, it's a trivial matter." ”

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It was dark and the night was silent.

Another night came, and the small mountain village fell into a deep sleep again, and it seemed unusually silent in the darkness.

Lu Chen was lying on the bed in his thatched house, and it was pitch black.

He closed his eyes, but he couldn't sleep.

When people are quiet, they will always think of some past events intentionally or unintentionally, and that kind of thoughts and thoughts are not even completely controlled by people, so even if they don't want to recall, they will be remembered unexpectedly.

It's not a dream, but when you close your eyes, it seems like a nightmare that is difficult to wake up from, there are terrible screams, there are angry screams, there are cold sword lights, there are terrible pains, and of course, the most of all, it is the black flames that dance wildly.

He opened his eyes in the darkness, shook his head, shook off the hateful memories, and rolled over. The sound of the wind sounded outside the grass house, it was the mountain wind blowing down from the tea mountain, it seemed to be a little hurried in this night, Lu Chen listened intently for a while, as if he heard some noise inside.

Some small, faint murmurs.

He rolled over and went down, put on his shirt and walked out, only to find that the night sky was a little thick, and only a few stars twinkled in the distance, making the night look a little gloomy.

The mountain wind whistled by, with a bit of chill, Lu Chen turned around to look, only to see that the shadows on the mountain peak were writhing and pitch black, and there was a low and strange sound of rustling, mixed with the wind, floating together.

Lu Chen didn't have any fear or surprise on his face, he just stared at the mountain peak, looked at it for a while, and then moved his gaze up, but he looked at the height of the tea mountain.

Although those strange sounds sounded a little terrifying and eerie, they were actually the special trembling sound of branches and leaves made by the mountain wind blowing through the countless spirit tea trees on the mountain in front of them, which were like ghosts crying in the gloomy and silent night, but in fact they had no meaning.

Lu Chen also didn't have the slightest fear of this, he just stared in the direction of the eastern foot behind the tea mountain, and after a while, he said to himself: "Those swallows don't seem to have moved much tonight?"

He has lived here for ten years, and he is indeed very familiar with this tea mountain, including the sinkhole called the Ghost Crying Cave by local villagers, and he has also gone up to see it.

That sinkhole is not small, and it is a bit spectacular from top to bottom, and then there are indeed hundreds or thousands of swallows living on the rock wall, but whether it is the red-billed red feather swallow that Hongchuan said today, Lu Chen doesn't know.

In Lu Chen's impression, that group of swallows should be just ordinary birds, not spirit beasts with spirit patterns, so it stands to reason that a famous cultivator like the Kunlun Sect would generally not be interested in this kind of useless thing.

Or is it that there is some hidden treasure in the pit that attracts a famous disciple like Hong Chuan to peep?

Thinking of this, Lu Chen's heart also moved, but then he shook his head, but he didn't intend to do much. He had also explored that area for safety, but he didn't find any so-called natural treasures, anyway, even if there were, it was someone's chance.

Thinking of this, he planned to go back to sleep, but he pushed open the door of the grass hut, and suddenly heard a low voice of "rumbling" somewhere in the night.

The sound was not small, although it was not sharp and harsh, but it was far away in the night. Lu Chen paused, turned around and looked at the place where the sound came from, only to find that the place where the sound came from was pitch black, but it came from a deep pool at the foot of the mountain.

Lu Chen's brows furrowed slightly, a little surprised, that deep pool was located at the foot of the Tea Mountain, the depth was unfathomable, because from the depth of six feet underwater, the water temperature became extremely cold, and ordinary people could not bear it, so no one had ever been able to dive into it.

For many years, this deep pool has been quietly hidden in the depths of the mountain village, where the Qingshui Creek originates and meanders through the village, and has lived in harmony with this small mountain village for many years.

Lu Chen thought about it, or walked towards the waterhole, and it didn't take long to walk to the edge of the waterhole, he opened his eyes and looked, and after a while, he suddenly said "Huh", but by the faint starlight in the sky, he saw that there was a person floating in the waterhole.

In the middle of the night, suddenly a person floated on the surface of this deep pool without knowing his life and death, which was really a little scary, and at the same time, the mountain wind was terrible and blowing non-stop, which seemed to add a bit of ghostly appearance.

It's just that Lu Chen didn't seem to be aware of this gloomy atmosphere, but instead frowned and stared at the figure that rose and fell in the water, and after a while, he suddenly muttered a sentence in his mouth, "How does it look, it seems to be a little familiar......