Although he didn't know whether the red characters on the book were true or not, Yang Xianmao decided to look for it. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

However, this matter could not be told to anyone, so after reassuring Ruan Caiyun, Yang Xianmao said to Feng Qiuyu: "I plan to go out to patrol the doctor for a period of time. Can you help me protect my family?"

Yang Mingde and his wife didn't expect that Yang Xianmao would go out to visit the doctor at this time, and their faces suddenly became gloomy.

Feng Qiuyu knew that Yang Xianmao was not a person who made hasty decisions, and he must have his reasons for doing so, so he nodded and said, "Okay, anyway, the prefect has a lot of guards, I should be able to ask for leave." ”

Ruan Caiyun said: "I'm afraid that the Kong family won't give up, they want to find another character who is more difficult to deal with than the Black Iron Tower, so what should I do?"

Suddenly, a voice floated down from the beam: "Don't worry, I'll solve this problem." You just go. ”

Everyone was taken aback, they couldn't imagine that there were still people hidden on the beams, especially Feng Qiuyu, who secretly felt a little ashamed, here with her highest martial arts, but she couldn't detect the people lurking on the beams.

As soon as Yang Xianmao heard the tone of the speaker's voice, it was the Flying Moon Knife, an underworld assassination master.

Sure enough, a thin middle-aged man jumped lightly from the beam of the house, clasped his fists at Yang Xianmao and said, "Young Master Yang, don't come unharmed." After that, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, revealing a unique smile of a girl that only Yang Xianmao could feel, proving that he was Feiyue disguised as a man.

Yang Xianmao arched his hand and said, "It turned out to be you." ”

Feiyue smiled and nodded, glanced at Feng Qiuyu and the others again, and said, "I am a good friend of Brother Yang, and I hid above just now to watch you fight, so many people beat him, it's quite difficult for you." But I saw that you could still win, so I didn't come down to help, hehe sat on the mountain and watched the tiger fight, sorry. ”

As soon as Yang Xianmao saw her, he immediately felt relieved, because Feiyue was a master of assassination, and his most wonderful ability was the disguise technique, which could kill a master who was much higher than him.

Because Feiyue does not rely on martial arts to kill people, but on sneak attacks. So, with Feiyue secretly protecting his family, then there would be no problem. Yang Xianmao originally wanted to ask Feng Qiuyu to help take care of his family, and at the same time told Zhong County Lieutenant and Lei Dutou to let them help take care of it, but now that Feiyue helps, it will be more secure, and he hugged his fists and said: "Since Brother Tai is willing to protect my family secretly, I thank you here first!"

"Say it, rest assured!"

Now, with Feng Qiuyu protecting in the light, and Feiyue with a lot of tricks and light skills, in the dark, it will not be a problem for the two of them to join forces to deal with the Black Iron Tower and the like.

Feiyue said: "These things are all caused by Confucius, I'll help you deal with this problem." ”

In the surprised and puzzled gaze of everyone, Feiyue arched her hand, like a wisp of green smoke, and quickly disappeared outside the door.

Seeing Feiyue's extremely clever light skills, Yu Hefei, who boasted of his light skills, couldn't help but be a little dumbfounded.

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Kong Yuanwai ran out of the street with his family all the way, so tired that he almost fell to the ground.

He fled desperately, because the black iron tower he hired with a lot of money was actually stabbed in the foot by the other party, dripping with blood, and limping and holding his head. This forced Kong Yuanwai to flee in a hurry, otherwise he would definitely be beaten by the other party Haibian if he stayed, or even slaughtered directly.

Fortunately, the other party did not chase after him, and after escaping from this street, Kong Yuanwai could no longer run, so he sat on the side of the street.

He originally came in a carriage, the carriage stopped near Yang Xianmao's pharmacy, just now in order to escape, he couldn't even sit in the carriage, and one of his shoes ran away, and now he didn't dare to go back to ask for the carriage, so he could only beckon to call a hired carriage, panting and being pushed and carried by the family guards, he got him into the carriage, collapsed on the carriage like a dead dog, and was pulled back to his house.

The funeral in the courtyard is being held, and many relatives and friends wear linen and filial piety, although the death is just a young man, but they can't stand their family money, so many people take the initiative to wear linen and filial piety to mourn. It's really touching to watch this scene.

Today is the day when his son goes up the mountain to be buried, and he was originally going to bring the Black Iron Tower, which he invited with a lot of money, to arrest Ruan Caiyun and Yang Xianmao, who were the culprits of his son's accidental death, to put on linen and wear filial piety to cry for his son, but this wish still failed to come true.

He regretted it a little in frustration, he knew that he should have given his son a ghost marriage first, so that his son would not be lonely in the underworld, but today is the day of the burial, and the original nine out of ten things have failed, and it is too late to find a ghost marriage, and he can't delay the time of burial, so he had to be depressed and ordered to be buried according to the original arrangement.

For a while, the chanting and drum music sounded one after another, and the person in charge of the mourning was crying to death.

This group of people escorted the coffin to the ancestral tomb of the Confucian family outside the city, marching slowly on the street, scattering paper money along the road. Many people watched the excitement on both sides of the road.

The coffin convoy slowly left the city, and then began to speed up, but when it came up the mountain, the heavy coffin was still a little difficult to pull under the pull of the two horses. So the speed gradually slowed down again. When the sun set in the evening, they arrived at the ancestral tomb of the Confucian family.

Mr. Yin and Yang are wearing Taoist robes and holding a peachwood sword, dancing and doing rituals next to the deep pit that has been dug, with monks sitting in a row on both sides, and Taoist priests sitting in the other row, and relatives wearing linen and filial piety kneeling under the cemetery. The women were all not allowed to come to the scene, they were all men.

Confucius stood in the distance with a sigh, watching the Taoist priest's practice, and his son's coffin was already parked next to the deep pit that had been dug.

Mr. Yin and Yang looked at the sky, held the compass and said to Kong Yuanwai: "The auspicious time has come, old man, hurry up and bury him." ”

Confucius nodded with a sad face, so a few servants lifted the heavy black lacquer coffin, carried it around the sides of the rope, slowly lowered it into the deep pit, and threw the rope into the pit as well.

Mr. Yin Yang came over and said to Kong Yuanwai: "Please go out and shovel the first shovel of soil, so that your son can leave with peace of mind, otherwise the soul may stay in your mansion and disturb the Yang people." ”

Kong Yuanwai nodded, took a shovel, walked to the edge of the pit, looked at his son's coffin under the deep pit, suddenly, he looked up to the sky hysterically and shouted: "You wait, you killed my son, I won't let you have a good life! Even if you scatter all your wealth, I will let you go to the underworld to accompany me......

As soon as he said this, before the son could say two words, in the dim evening night, a small money dart suddenly flew by at lightning speed, shot into his throat, and pierced the back of his neck.

It was so fast that no one could see it in the dim light of the evening.

Kong Yuanwai's body suddenly shook violently, and the two fish looked ahead with bulging eyes, and there was a lot in their throats, but they couldn't say a word, threw away the shovel in their hands, and stretched out their hands to cover their throats.

Blood gushed from his throat down his fingers, and Mr. Yin and Yang next to him were so frightened that he threw the compass into the pit and sat on the ground.

Confucius stared straight ahead, and then his body fell forward like a felled tree, fell into the deep pit, and slammed into the top of the black lacquered coffin lid with a muffled bang.

Among the monks and Taoists who were reciting the scriptures on both sides, the ones with their eyes open were so frightened that they crawled backwards to avoid them, and a few of them recited the Buddhist scriptures with their eyes closed, and they did not see what was happening in front of them, and continued to chant in a low voice.

The relatives of the Kong family, who were kneeling in the distance, noticed that something was wrong, so they ran over and hurriedly asked what was going on? Mr. Yin Yang was so frightened that he couldn't speak, and just pointed to the deep pit.

Relatives and friends hurriedly let him go down, and lifted up Kong Yuanwai, who had fallen on the coffin lid, and put it on the ground, only to find that Kong Yuanwai had already died of anger, and there was a small hole in his throat, which penetrated his throat, but he didn't know what hurt him.

And at this moment, a little monk who avoided it in horror showed a charming smile that only a girl had at the corner of his mouth.

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The place where Yang Xianmao is going is, of course, Chi Bifeng, where there is a true fire of yin and yang.

Lu Duan, who was in the middle of the household, got this "Classic of Mountains and Seas" from there, at that time, all the Taoists of the Taoist Temple were killed in the war, and before the Taoist chief died, he gave this book to Lu Duan and asked him to leave it to the destined people. Now it seems that the Taoists of this Taoist Temple, as well as the previous predecessors, are all there to guard the true fire of yin and yang.

Fortunately, Chi Bifeng is not far from Xuanzhou, and it is only a few days away.

However, there was one more thing he needed to do before he could go, and that was to build a device that could dive into the deep pool.

Yang Xianmao asked Ruan Caiyun what would happen if he dived to a deep place, and Ruan Caiyun told him that his ears would hurt and even be crushed. This is the problem of water pressure, and since the deep pool is the most cloudy and cold place, the water in the pool must be very cold, and if you dive naked, you will definitely drown with cramps soon. Therefore, measures must be taken to protect against the cold. Since it is a deep pool, it means that the water in the pool is very deep, and the breathing problem must be solved.

Therefore, he thought about it and thought of building a hollow large iron ball that could be lifted and lowered, so that the problems of breathing, cold and water pressure would be solved.

He immediately went to the blacksmith's shop and ordered a large round ball, with two sealed oars extending out to slide under water, and two long-sleeved gloves made out of deerskin sleeves, into which he could extend his arms and grasp things, and a dagger in his left hand. A box is attached to the outside of the ball to hold the grabbing items.

Hang a few solid iron balls outside the big round ball, and after taking something, cut off these solid iron balls, so that the hollow big iron ball can rise. In addition, a small palm-sized piece of thick crystal glass was designed between two long-sleeved gloves to observe and grasp things.

It took more than ten days to build this and transported it to the Qingshui River for testing. Through testing, some improvements were made, and finally the requirements were met. After actual measurements, the air of this hollow iron ball can sustain his breathing for about an hour, and he must complete the task in an hour.

To create these things, Yang Xianmao did not tell his family and Feng Qiuyu about them, and he did it privately.

After the construction was completed, Yang Xianmao hired two carriages, one to carry the big iron ball, and the other was of course for him to ride. Depart for Chibi Peak.