Out of Nanmi Buddha Mountain, the man in black did not continue to flee to the suburbs, but chose a remote section of the road and rushed directly towards Nanqian City. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Jiang Jingyang exerted force under his feet, hanging two or three hundred meters behind this person, and the two of them quickly entered the city one after the other.

The number of pedestrians on the road gradually increased, and the man in black was afraid of attracting the attention of passers-by, so he did not dare to run wildly, gradually slowed down his body, and walked briskly along the street.

Not long after, a group of students happened to be out of school, passing by laughing in front of him, the figure in black flashed, took the opportunity to turn into a dark alley, the whole body was shocked, all the black clothes were torn into pieces and fell, revealing a gray tunic, and then ripped off the cap on the head, revealing a short head, and then stretched out his hand and flicked his fingers, a cloud of pale white powder popped out, filling the air, covering up his original breath.

After adjusting his breathing for a moment, the man walked out with a calm expression, and he had completely become another person.

In the process of walking, he casually looked around the shops on the side of the street, looking leisurely, the corner of his eye glanced behind him seven or eight times, and at least three times hidden, and finally convinced that Jiang Jingyang had lost it, so he went to Longmiao Street in the west of the city.

Longmiao Street is an old street, the same age as the city, with a long history, blue bricks and black tiles, simple and elegant, and the mottling of years has left indelible traces in Longmiao Street.

In a second-hand furniture store in the street, there are no customers in this store at the moment, and even the owner of the store has hid in the backyard, playing chess with a person, and a woman standing next to him is silently watching, looking at the look, and is extremely respectful to the two of them.

The proprietor was about fifty years of age, of medium build, with a well-defined face, but with small eyes, and he was obviously very well-dressed, dressed in a light gray ironed tunic, and sat there with a straight waist and meticulous when he landed on the board.

The owner of the shop, Huang Wenzong, settled in Nanqian City, Nanzhou Province three years ago, and has been living in Longmiao Street, running a second-hand furniture store that is not doing well.

His opponent was an old man of about sixty years old, with silver hair, a lock of goatee on his chin, wearing a loose Tai Chi suit, his left hand was spinning a pair of shiny silver iron balls, and his right hand was shuttling between the chessboards, and from time to time he touched his beard that was not too strong.

The woman in her early twenties, who was watching chess, had a gorgeous appearance, a pair of beautiful eyes that were dazzling, and she was wearing a tight white sports suit to outline her graceful curves. Her appearance and figure are among the top ten even among film and television stars.

The woman clung to the principle of watching the chess and remained silent the whole time.

After a short time, the old man with a goatee left a son in the opponent's camp, and the "general" chess was in the same line, and the upper one was blocked by his "cannon" chess, and the shopkeeper Huang Wenzong had nothing to do.

"Hehe, you lost." The old man smiled slightly.

Huang Wenzong disagreed, reached out and stroked his knee, and replied: "This time, it took me five more minutes for you to win, and it stands to reason that I won." ”

The old man with the goatee suddenly realized, laughed, pointed at him and said, "Yes, yes, you won, I forgot the gentleman's covenant we made!" ”

The laughter stopped, and he said, "Wenzong, you have been in Nanqian for so long, although you have little to do in the door, you don't want to practice your chess skills. ”

Huang Wenzong waved his hand modestly: "It's true that I haven't had much contact with that side these days, but I'm not idle, while playing chess with Hou Lao, I throw two turtle shells when I have nothing to do, which is also a bit fun." ”

The old man with a goatee is surnamed Hou, with a single name and a Rong character, and he is famous in Nanqian City and even Nanzhou Province, but in terms of reputation, even compared to the three major families of Wanjia, Zhong and Cao.

Hou Rong has only one granddaughter under his knees, that is, this young woman who is a chess player, although the woman is young, but she has won the true legend of Hou Rong, and outsiders dare not underestimate it.

As soon as he heard the words "throw the turtle shell" from Huang Wenzong, Hou Rong's eyes lit up slightly, and he sighed sincerely: "Don't say anything else, even Wenzong's turtle shell divination is also breathtaking!" ”

Huang Wenzong humbly waved his hand again: "This is just a small fight, there are many people in my sect who are proficient in turtle shell divination and even more advanced knowledge." ”

Hou Rong touched his beard, nodded and said, "The old man sits in the well and watches the sky, and looks down on the outside world." ”

Huang Wenzong said with a smile: "If Elder Hou is interested, I can teach you turtle shell divination." ”

Hou Rong shook his head: "I'm a reckless man, where can I have such an unfathomable thing?" You're thinking too highly of me. ”

Huang Wenzong suddenly remembered something: "Speaking of which, yesterday I randomly made a gold search hexagram, guess what?" As a result, Jin didn't find it, but he found that there was a strange gas in the south, which was very obscure and mysterious, and he hadn't found it before, so I asked Zhang Mingda to check it early this morning. ”

"Oh, is there such a thing?" Hou Rong was surprised: "South? If you go out of the city, you should be on the side of Nanmi Buddha Mountain. ”

Huang Wenzong nodded: "Look at that location, it is in the area of Nanmi Buddha Mountain." ”

After the words fell, Huang Wenzong looked at his watch, his brows furrowed slightly: "Well, this point, it should have come back a long time ago, how can you ......?"

Before he could finish speaking, a gray figure rushed in from the door of the store and quickly flashed into the backyard.

Huang Wenzong took a closer look and found that it was Zhang Mingda who he had sent out.

Zhang Mingda is also wearing a Mao suit, which is exactly the same as Huang Wenzong's clothes, but the color is slightly different. He looked flustered, turned around and closed the courtyard and the door outside the store.

Huang Wenzong was slightly stunned: "Look at you like this, what happened?" ”

A cold sweat broke out on Zhang Mingda's forehead, and he swallowed saliva several times before he said: "Master, a master has come from Nanmi Buddha Mountain and has been chasing and killing me. ”

Huang Wenzong was startled, and was about to speak, when he saw Zhang Mingda's eyes flickering, and from time to time he turned to Hou Rong and his granddaughter Hou Xiaoxiao.

Seeing this, Huang Wenzong hurriedly said: "I know everything with Hou Lao, don't hide anything, say it quickly!" ”

Zhang Mingda immediately took out a scroll and handed it to Huang Wenzong: "Boss, the place you mentioned is indeed in Nanmi Buddha Mountain, where there is a Buddha statue, and I found this scroll at the base of the Buddha statue. ”

"Oh?" Huang Wenzong took the scroll and swept his gaze, "Taixu Spirit Treasure Xuanwen Rune? It's ......"

Suddenly, Huang Wenzong remembered what Zhang Mingda had just said, raised his head and frowned, "You said someone is chasing you?" ”

Zhang Mingda hurriedly nodded: "This person is very likely to be a practitioner of magic and martial arts, and his attainments are not low. ”

"Just kidding!" Huang Wenzong's frowning brows relaxed, but he still couldn't help but say, "I think you suddenly found this volume and panicked." Do you know what a martial arts practitioner is? ”

Hou Rong also said with a kind smile: "I have lived for such a long time in Nanzhou, not to mention Nanzhou, even the nearby provinces of Shuichang, Yunzhou, and Shunguang, and I have not heard of the birth of a martial arts practitioner for a long time. ”

Seeing that neither of them believed in themselves, Zhang Mingda hurriedly said: "What I said is true, that person made me suffer internal injuries with one punch, and after I recovered my strength, I used the Extreme Cold Stone and Thousand Poison Miasma Powder one after another, and he easily cast spells to break them......"

As Zhang Mingda explained, the smile on Huang Wenzong's face gradually solidified, and he asked uncertainly: "You can't hurt him with two magic weapons?" ”

"Not only can't I hurt him, but if I don't run away with any tricks, I'm afraid I'll even be left there!" Zhang Mingda saw that Huang Wenzong finally believed in himself, and his hanging heart fell.

Listening to Hou Xiaoxiao, who looked contemptuous, he snorted coldly: "You don't have to be so anxious, even if that person is good, in front of my grandfather, a tiger has to lie on his stomach, and a dragon has to lie down for me!" ”

"Xiaoxiao, Hugh is talking nonsense." Hou Rong reproached with a smile on his face, but he didn't see that he had half a sense of reproach, "This is someone's place, and besides, Brother Wen Zongxian has a magic spell all over the sky, and he has already touched the essentials of Yupin, even those masters of the town store of the Nanqian City Dafa Instrument Store have to go out with their tails between their legs when they enter this second-hand furniture store." ”

Huang Wenzong said with a humble face: "Old Hou, you are laughing. He turned his head and said to Zhang Mingda: "Where is the person you said was chasing you?" ”

Zhang Mingda was about to speak, when an unfamiliar man's voice sounded, echoing in the courtyard, causing everyone to tremble.

"Are you talking about me?"

A young man had stood in the corner of the courtyard at some point, looking at everyone with a blank face.