As for my thoughts, the old ghost and the yellow fat man actually know something. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

After all, Wang Zhao is one of my closest relatives in the world, and now that something has happened to him, I, the elder brother, must not ignore it, and now that everything is over, it is normal to go to Baitou Mountain.

The old ghost didn't think much about it, so he offered to join me, but the fat man hesitated for a moment, and then said that he would go with him too.

I patted the yellow fat man on the back, smiled, and said you have it, find a place to recuperate; Besides, we also need to have an information contact person in China, and we are not at ease with anyone else in this matter except you.

Huang Fatzi had a knife on his back before, and the cut was very deep, although Xiaomi'er dealt with him briefly, but after such a fierce battle, the back cracked again.

After another flood and a hundred miles of running, the injury had worsened, almost affecting his movements.

Compared with us, Huang Fatzi's physical fitness is still a little worse.

Even though I suffered some injuries when I was fighting with Jiudansong Jiama, I have recovered a lot through the warmth of the dragon vein qi at this moment.

The same goes for the old ghosts.

The two of us are not comparable to ordinary people in terms of recovery ability.

Hearing my words, the fat man was silent for a while, and then nodded regretfully in agreement.

I smiled and said don't be sad, it's a long winter, and Mt. Paektu is covered with snow, not to mention beauties, ghosts and shadows may not be able to see one, and I don't know where my brother is placed, I have to investigate first, and only take action when there is a real result, and then we will keep in touch.

Saying this, the fat man's face was a little better.

Huang Fatzi's father is a big sword in the rivers and lakes, all kinds of means emerge in endlessly, he has also learned a lot, about the makeover work is not unfamiliar, as long as there is a *, the world can go.

I asked him what he thought next, and he told me that it was very simple, call his butler, Kuaiken Ma Liu, and naturally someone would pick him up.

The fast sword Ma Liu is the housekeeper of the one-word sword left to the yellow fat man, and he can also be regarded as the elder of the yellow fat man.

That man was loyal to his Huang family.

All the people in the world have betrayed him, and the quick sword Ma Roku will still stand behind him, holding a sword, and slay all enemies.

Hearing this, we are much more relieved.

I talked to Huang Fat Man about some of the next things to do, telling him to pretend not to show his face, not to let people know that he returned alive, and not to reveal our news.

Even his father's friend, Black Hand Shuangcheng, couldn't tell this.

After the explanation, it is time to say goodbye and part.

For separating from us again, the fat man Huang was a little sad, and talked about the experience of fighting side by side in Kyoto, full of sadness, so that both of us couldn't help laughing, saying Look at your big fat body, but I didn't expect to be a slimy girl - I have time to exercise and lose weight during this time, next time I come to see, if it is a body of tendon meat, how good?

Saying this, the atmosphere was much more joyful, and then the fat yellow man picked up Xiaomi'er again.

When he stayed in Jinmen with Xiaomier, he had a very good relationship.

In order to comfort the fat uncle, Xiaomier also kissed him on the cheek, which moved the fat man to tears.

At the end of the day, we parted ways with Huang Fatzi, he went to Jiangyin, and we went south, to Changsha, and then changed our faces, incognito, and found a way to take the high-speed train to the Changbai Mountain area.

At this moment, Changbai Mountain is a snow country, and the mountains are covered by heavy snow.

When I came to the foot of Le Changbai Mountain, my heart suddenly moved, and I said to the old ghost, why don't we go and take a look at Tianchi Village?

Xiaomi'er and I have been to Tianchi Village, but this is the first time the old ghost has come.

He didn't have any opinions.

After all, we came over here to find my brother Wang Zhao, but we had no clue about this matter, and it is estimated that we will not get any progress for a while.

The three of them walked to Tianchi Village, and the snow was accumulating all the way, so they had to go to the forest to cut trees and make a pair of simple ski tools, and at this time, the old ghost once again took out his dragon sword.

This is the second time I've seen this sword, and I can't help but come and watch.

This sword is sharp, and no matter how tough the forest is, it is as light and thin as paper in front of it.

And before it was unsheathed, the sword was like a stone club, very low-key.

The old ghost cut the wood three times and divided five by two, and saw that I was a little interested, so he asked me, "Are you interested?"

I nodded.

The old ghost threw the sword to me, and I took it, holding the handle, and I could feel a violent force surging in the sword, making the long sword buzz and tremble, and the force of repulsion pierced my hand like a needle.

Fortunately, this power is very similar to the qi of the dragon vein, so it didn't hurt me.

I grabbed the sword and swung it twice, feeling extremely arbitrary, with a fluttering lightness, knowing that if I fully mastered it, it must be another earth-shattering weapon.

I didn't play any more, but threw it to the old ghost, saying that this sword has a sword spirit?

The old ghost nodded, saying it stabbed you? I'll teach it a lesson.

What do I say?

The old ghost said that you didn't mean that the predecessor of this thing, what kind of dragon vein qi luck pillar is? I feel that this sword should be made of a certain bone of a real dragon, but its toughness is stronger than all metals in this world, from this point of view, I think the level of this real dragon is very high, and it may even be a king level like the five-clawed golden dragon.

I shook my head and said you're still a little conservative, what if it's a dragon god?

The old ghost smiled and said that the Dragon Sword, just talking, could it be that there are really some gods and demons?

I couldn't help laughing, saying that this sword had just appeared, but didn't it kill a god?

The old ghost says it's just a projection - but you're right, there are so many things in this world that we can't understand, and many powerful beings are indeed like gods in our eyes.

I said that one day, we too will be able to stand at their heights.

The old ghost couldn't help but roll his eyes, and said Didn't you say that you wanted to be the first in the world before, why is your goal now to become a god?

I said that when Xiang Yu saw Emperor Qin, he said to his friends, "He can take his place", don't we have such courage? Xiao'er, the founding patriarch of the Ten Thousand Poison Caves in Miaojiang, enshrined a blood-gathering Gu as a god, and we are a little worse than the ancients?

The old ghost said that it looks like he has one-tenth of the dragon vein, and this person's temperament is different.

Speaking of which, I apologize to the old ghost, that's right, last time you explained to me that I couldn't let the fat man know about it, and it added a burden to him, but I said it as soon as I slipped away, I'm sorry.

The old ghost shook his head and said that I am just taking precautions, Huang Fatzi is our brother in life and death, and it doesn't hurt to know it, but I must not tell anyone again.

I nodded, saying I do.

After making the skiing tools, we began to walk deep into the mountains, and when we encountered the uphill slope, we gently went up on tiptoe, and when we reached the downhill road, we directly rowed downhill, even so, it took a lot of time in the end, and at night, we came to the vicinity of Tianchi Village.

Tianchi Village originally had a portal array, but after the previous incident, the mountain gate was wide open.

It didn't take much effort for us to drive straight into the cottage.

Most of the people in Tianchizhai were evacuated here, some went to Jilin, some went to Kyoto, and only a few gatekeepers were left here.

In the dark night, the weather was gloomy, there was no starlight at all, and in most of the cottage destroyed by fire, only a few places were lit up, and the rest of the place was plunged into darkness.

I avoided the gatekeepers and walked among the wreckage and ruins of Tianchi Village, reminiscing about my past here.

Suddenly, I felt a little nostalgic for Wang Daman.

Although Wang Daman's attitude towards me was not very good from the beginning, I still respected this old man.

He has his obsessions and his own thoughts.

He used all his physical and mental devotion to cultivating Wang Zhao, but my brother didn't suffer much, nor did he experience too many things, so he didn't have any toughness at all, and in the end he still couldn't withstand the test and turned into a demon.

Who is to blame for this?

If you think about it carefully, in fact, no one can blame it, because everyone has their own reasons, only a long sigh.

I went to the room where my brother used to live, this is the apprentice's building, the condition is not very good, I don't know why, it was not burned in the fire.

But when I got to his room, I found it a mess and a mess.

I took a look and knew that it was probably the result of those Tianchizhai people who lost their relatives in that turmoil and came here to vent their anger and smash it.

I stood in the doorway, unable to calm down for a long time.

After a long time, the old ghost said to me, "It's getting late, and we've been on our way for a day, so why don't we find a place to rest here?" ”

I thought about it for a while, looked at the Song family compound in the other direction, there is also one of the few buildings left, thought about it, I said otherwise, let's go over there, it's not bad there.

The old ghost shrugged his shoulders and said that it was okay, and the guest was as he pleased.

I smiled wryly and said that I am not the owner here, although my grandfather has a little to do with this, but my roots will always be in Pengcheng, in that old family building.

We walked towards the Song family's compound, but halfway through, the old ghost stopped.

He sniffed, then frowned and said, "No, why does it smell of blood?" ”

My face suddenly became serious, and I said, where?

The old ghost pointed to the place where there was a light and said there.

Gatekeepers?

I didn't want to deal with the gatekeeper of Tianchi Village, but when I heard this, I didn't hesitate too much and hurried over.

When we reached the lighted room, a pungent smell of blood poured out, and I kicked the door open and rushed inside, only to see five corpses lying all over the ground, all bleeding.