There are few people in the locust forest, the brown and black branches are crisscrossed, and the ghostly figure is unblocked all the way, and there is a sound of branches breaking one after another in front of it, but it is cheaper Lu Sheng, just follow the branches and leaves that the predecessors broke through. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a dark thing hanging on a tough branch, and when he copied it in his hand, it was a jade pendant made of black jade, square and long, delicate jade, well-proportioned in color, and faintly dark and blue. One side is smooth and flawless, but the other side is etched to carve a one-legged crane, which is extremely weird.

The hanging Xuanxi silk silk was broken, thinking that it was the left behind of the person in front, Lu Sheng stuffed the jade pendant into his arms, and still chased after him, but after half a cup of tea, he heard a fierce fight and the sound of gold and iron resonating from the left front. Lu Sheng accelerated to catch up, and saw two figures, one green and one mysterious, colliding between the shadows of the trees in mid-air, and then separated, and the person in green clothes fell to the ground, with a sword in his hand, nearly four feet long, and the cold light was terrifying. He was holding the sword with a pestle in his backhand, his breath was messy, and a shocking wound on his left shoulder slashed diagonally under the ribs on his right, and the blood quickly penetrated the white-washed cyan monk's robe, as if he was wearing a red ribbon.

When Lu Sheng saw his appearance, he couldn't help but be slightly surprised, but this person was Yaoye, a wandering monk who had a relationship with him at the noodle stall in the early morning.

At this time, Yaoye's face was pale, but his eyes were dazzling, where was there still half a treasure of sitting on the lotus and caressing the qin, it was clearly as hideous as Shura, and his mouth was also dripping with blood, and he sneered hoarsely: "Take advantage of the danger of others, Your Excellency is really calculating!" ”

But the man in the dark clothes stood on a branch, and the wind blew the leaves, but he was so steady that he seemed to be rooted in the branch. Dressed in a dark black robe, covered with silver gray half-sleeves, I don't know what material it is, the sleeves of the robe are swaying in the wind, the silver dragon pattern is lifelike, as if it comes to life with teeth and claws, the shirt is as if it will be self-generated in the dimness, simple and elegant to the extreme, but it is gorgeous and abnormal.

Looking at his age is only in his early twenties, but his bearing is calm and graceful, stepping on the crumbling locust tree branches under his feet and not moving, he is very handsome, with long black hair tied only with a silk rope behind his head, tall and beautiful, he is a rare beautiful man in the world, if it were not for the fierce mocking look between his eyebrows, which added a little more popularity, but made people wonder what kind of heavenly gods and gods have descended into the world.

The young man in Xuanyi held a black short sword that was no more than two feet in his right hand, the material was like stone, dull, ordinary, he was looking at Yaoye with cold eyes, the corners of his mouth hooked, the color of ridicule became more and more distinct, but the tone was leisurely as if tasting tea, "Qin Zang is fierce, the sword slashes the innocent, you evil spirit, it is not good to be born in hell to repent of sinful karma, but you have returned to the yang world to do many evils...... It's okay, it's none of me. Leave the fierce sword in your hand and spare you from death. ”

Yaoye coughed again, spurting out a mouthful of blood, which was washed by the rain and dripping all over the ground. He didn't care about it, his knuckles were forced, he held the long sword firmly, pointed straight at the sky, and then straightened his back, and said proudly: "This sword is called the hanging pot, it is a tool for saving the world, mercy and benevolence, how can it fall into the hands of a despicable villain like you!" If you want to take this sword, take my life first! ”

Before the words fell, Yaoye had already risen from the ground, and the whole person seemed to turn into a terrible electric light, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at the young man in Xuanyi. The young man did not dodge or dodge, he still sneered, and stepped forward, the short sword melted into the rain and mist like a black mist, and immediately a clanging of gold and iron sounded.

The two of them disagreed for a short time, and then they fought with each other, and you and I bumped into the dead branches all over the ground, and even the continuous drizzle turned into thousands of hidden weapons under the strong agitation of the two, and slammed into the trunks of the surrounding trees. Martial arts practitioners often say: one inch long, one inch strong. Yaoye's sharp sword was two feet longer than the Xuanyi young man's Xuan-colored short sword, but it was trapped in the dense trees of the locust forest, but it couldn't be used, and it was hindered everywhere, but it fell behind in a few breaths.

Lu Sheng was inexperienced after all, and when he saw that the young man in Xuanyi was ruthless, and seeing that the leaves were weak, he had to jump out from behind the tree and shout: "Stop!" Yu Lin Wei ......"

Before he could say the second half of his sentence, the young man in Xuanyi was already furious and reprimanded: "Stupid! The deep sleeves covered with silver dragon patterns swept away, and his figure fluttered up like a butterfly, grabbed the collar of Lu Sheng's neck, and bounced up from the spot like a shock, dodging far away.

A miserable white lightning slashed down from the clouds, but the place where the two had fought before made a loud rumbling sound, and in the midst of the earth-shattering, the ground collapsed, and the locust trees on it fell one after another, and at first glance it seemed that the electric light had slashed down a protruding piece of the mountainside.

The earth, rocks, and trees made a loud noise, and the whole mountain broke away from the main body, crumbling and falling in the sudden and increasing rain, Yaoye still held the long sword in his hand, and his face was like gold paper, but he smiled at Lu Sheng, and only spread his hands and feet, and fell with those rock fragments and tree wreckage.

Lu Sheng sat on the edge of the cliff, frightened, and saw that the young man in Xuanyi moved, as if he was about to chase the falling rocks and jump off the cliff, he jumped up without thinking, and hugged the young man from behind, not allowing him to go forward for another half step.

The young man in Xuanyi became more and more angry, and he didn't want to touch his mud-stained hands, and suddenly even his waist stiffened, so he had to shout gloomily: "Let go!" ”

Lu Sheng was so drenched in the rain that he couldn't see, so he simply buried his head in the silver-veined half-sleeve of the young man, wiped the rain on his face clean, and said, "Childe! Don't take your own life! Below is Cao Lusheng, the director of the Qingming Department of the 12th Battalion of Yulinwei, I suspect that you have something to do with the two corpses in the Temple of the Medicine King Bodhisattva in Shilipo, and you will return to the camp with me first, and it is not too late to ask clearly before jumping off the cliff. ”

The young man in Xuanyi has always been clean, and he doesn't like people to approach, so he felt disgusted when he even asked Lu Sheng a few words when he was in the carriage, and asked the maid next to him to pass on the word. Now that he was covered in mud by Lu Sheng, and he unscrupulously used his clothes as a face towel, no matter how noble and tranquil Rao was on weekdays, he was also so angry that the three corpse gods jumped, if he didn't care about his identity as Yu Linwei, he would have been slashed with a sword.

Now listening to his nonsense, he couldn't help but sneer: "Lu Sheng, do you really think I don't dare to kill you?" ”

Lu Sheng said: "Childe has a unique skill, and it is easy to kill me." However, General Su, the left guard of Yulin, is under the teacher, if his apprentice is not angry and is killed, the teacher will dig three feet into the ground to find out the truth and see who did it. Even if the son is famous, I'm afraid that there will be a lot of trouble. ”

The face of the young man in Xuanyi became darker and darker, one was really disgusted with trouble, but the other was touched by the four words "famous" in Lu Sheng's mouth, and he threw the peerless magic weapon in his hand, and then ignored the mud, and grabbed Lu Sheng's wrist with his backhand.

Lu Sheng was like a swimming fish, his wrist flipped flexibly, and he broke free from under his claws, still holding on to the belt embroidered by the young man's silver dragon pattern. The young man made another effort under his feet, and actually took Lu Sheng all the way back, and broke a locust tree with a bowl mouth.

Lu Sheng was hit with severe pain in his back, and the blood in his chest was churning, and he hurriedly stretched out his foot to hook the calf of the young man in the deerskin boots, and he actually plopped and tripped him in place. The two of them were entangled in the dense rain curtain, the cold rain soaked their clothes, the mud splashed all over the hem of their robes, and the wolves were unbearable, and finally fell into the mud.

Lu Sheng's body was exhausted, and he was finally broken free, the young man was covered in mud, his wet long hair was like seaweed falling from his shoulders, a face was handsome and elegant, his eyes were like the bright moon reflected in the cold pool, it was clearly a wolf bèi unbearable, when the rain swept across his face, it was a little like the dragon god in the water, the hibiscus in the pool, Lu Sheng lost his mind for a while, and couldn't help blurting out: "You look so good, why bother to kill yourself?" Falling off the cliff must be bloody and ugly, but it will disappoint God's wishes. ”

The young man stood up on his knees, grabbed Lu Sheng's shirt and lifted him up, he was slightly stunned when he heard the words, but his raised right hand stopped in mid-air.

When the two were at a stalemate, an exclamation suddenly sounded, "Childe! But it was the voice of the guard Yan Xiu, the guard was originally a calm and dignified person, but now he was frightened inexplicably, almost fainting, and said in a panic: "How ...... the child?"

Immediately, Bai Lixiao also called: "Brother Lu! ”

From Lu Sheng chasing out of the temple gate, to Yaoye falling off the cliff, the two of them fought in close quarters, it was a long story, but in fact it was only a few dozen breaths, these two people heard that Lu Sheng was drinking, so they immediately chased after him, but they were delayed by the previous mountain vibration, so they arrived at the bottom of the eye.

Bai Lixiao saw Lu Sheng's clay man, but he was not shocked, only worried that Lu Sheng was injured, and when he saw that he was restrained by another clay figure, he drew his knife and threatened him, and said angrily: "Stop!" ”

On the contrary, Yan Xiu panicked, stumbled and knelt in the mud, clenched his fists at the young man and bowed his head, and said in a trembling voice: "Childe...... Has Childe ever been injured? I can't save my life, so I beg my son to surrender! ”

The young man was hesitant, but now he let go, stood up slowly, and said, "It's okay, I'll just learn martial arts with this little brother." ”

Cold rain in the depths of winter, barren mountains and mountains, not sheltering from the rain in the temple, but rolling in the mud with the same Yu Linwei, what kind of martial arts is the competition?

However, Yan Xiu was still skeptical, just because the master of his family had the most perverse temperament, and he had always hated people, so when he interrogated Lu Sheng outside Baishui Lane, he didn't even show his face, and he didn't have any friendship. If it is said that it is calming things down and shielding Lu Sheng, it is too unbelievable.

Lu Sheng also turned over and said in amazement: "This son, is it your master?" ”

Yan Xiu glanced at the young man's face, and then said: "Exactly, my master's surname is Xie, and his single name is a single name." ”

Lu Sheng couldn't help but mutter, "It turns out that this is Miss Xie." ”

He only had a preconceived idea that he was a daughter when he first saw this Gongzi Xie, and he suspected that this person was a thief who kidnapped Miss Xie, but for some reason he fought with Monk Yaoye. Now it seems that it was all a misunderstanding.

Xie Ying sternly glanced at the unobstructed young Yu Lin Wei, but he was covered with mud now, and he didn't want to be with the filthy layman anymore, so he only said, "Go home." Then he walked towards the place where the carriage stopped at the foot of the mountain.

Yan Xiu hurriedly hugged his fists and said goodbye to the two Yu Linwei, picked up the jet-black short sword, and then followed, holding out the oil-paper umbrella to protect Gongzi Xie from the rain.

Lu Sheng had no choice but to wipe a handful of muddy water on his face, and went to fetch the horse with Bai Lixiao behind him, and said loudly: "Gongzi Xie, what an offense!" It's just that there are still doubts about the corpse in the temple, and tomorrow I will invite my son to my Yulin Twelve Battalions to reminisce about the past. ”

The boy didn't look back, Lu Sheng thought about it and said: "If it's inconvenient for the son, it's the same if the son visits the mansion tomorrow, I know that the son lives in Zhujie Lane in the north of the city, near the Luoma Bridge." ”

Xie Ying was stunned when she heard this, and then said angrily: "If that little thing is a butterfly, will you shout my address to the whole city?" I'm going to beat her up when I go back! "Striding forward, going farther and farther.

Yan Xiu's back was cold, and he didn't dare to respond, but he did his best to hold the oil-paper umbrella, and he didn't dare to slack off.

Lu Sheng and Bailixiao took back the horses and hurriedly went down the mountain to report the news, but when they reached the foot of the mountain, they saw a group of villagers kneeling on the ground with umbrellas, bowing their heads halfway up the mountain, chanting words.

The two of them followed the sight of the villagers kneeling down, but saw a large area of earth and rocks collapsed halfway up the mountainside, revealing a russet rock formation, and on the rock formation that was soaked by rain, a huge Buddha statue appeared.