readx;??? Most of the code language cuts of the key door are evolved from poetry. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info important sect used to be the largest sect on the rivers and lakes, with many disciples, awe-inspiring halls, and strict hierarchies. The incision of each hall entrance is different, and the secret words mastered by disciples of different levels are subtle, and they can hear the position of the disciple at a glance.

When Ling Yang tested Li Hongsleeve, he once read a sentence to Li Hongsleeve: Hugh asks that there is no confidant on the road ahead, and there is a way to Longmen in the secluded mountains.

The meaning of this incision is: I am a person in the door, I have encountered difficulties in the rivers and lakes, and I want to seek help from my colleagues in the door.

This code word was taught to Ling Yang by Lao Pao. Lao Cannon and Lao Zhan have been in the door since they were children, and they are deeply loved by the bronze old door master, although they do not hold any position in the door, they have always followed Ihanna's side, and their influence is not inferior to that of the six hall masters who are in the limelight.

If it is an ordinary disciple, it can only be said that "there is a road to Tengmen in the secluded mountain", and the similar sound of "Teng" and "Dragon" can only be called "Dragon Gate" by the identity of the hall master or above, and the status of the identity will be distinguished at once.

The number of people who can master this kind of high-level incision is definitely not more than thirty among the prominent disciples of the important gate. Because Yaomen has always believed in the fierce family law, and no disciple dares to pretend to be a high-level disciple, so once the word "Longmen" appears in Ling Yang, the boy knows that Ling Yang's identity is not trivial.

The boy was just a beginner disciple in the Changqiu Gate, he didn't dare to ask Ling Yang what he wanted, he used his mobile phone to type and communicate with Ling Yang, and learned that Ling Yang was in big trouble and wanted to find the local boss, just half-believed, Ling Yang showed the Pixiu charm again, and immediately stopped the boy, and no longer dared to have the slightest doubt about Ling Yang, and directly took Ling Yang to the base camp located in the four rooms.

The boy and the old man were busy in the kitchen, and the rabbits were stripped of their gray furs, coated in yellow mud, stuffed directly into the stove, and roasted over the remaining charcoal fire; A string of flying dragons was also cleaned up, and they were directly put into the pot to hang the soup, and soon the aroma spread into Ling Yang's nose.

Ling Yang sat boredly on a Taishi chair, playing with a pair of jade paperweights on the wooden box, the two fist-sized lions were exquisitely carved, and the surface had been coiled out with a faint layer of color, which was very cute.

Ling Yang felt strange that this pair of jade-carved lions had a pair of wings on their backs, converging on the two ribs and forming a line with their tails. It was the first time for Ling Yang to see such a monster, he was deeply amused, and a strange feeling of uneasiness suddenly surged in his heart, and he looked around, but there was nothing unusual in the room, Tian Bao was still sleeping very deeply, and Ling Yang could even hear Tian Bao's steady breathing.

Suddenly, Ling Yang finally realized that something was wrong, that is, the room was too quiet, and the boy and the old man who were originally busy in the kitchen had no movement at all. Ling Yang picked up Tianbao and ran into the kitchen quickly. I saw that the aroma was diffusing in the kitchen, a large pot of flying dragon soup was placed on the pot table, the rabbit meat on the plate had been torn, revealing the pink flesh and bones, steaming, and a small plate of salt noodles was placed next to it, which seemed to be used for rabbit meat seasoning.

Ling Yang felt something different, for fear of being in the way of others, he kicked open the door of the house, cautiously poked his head out, and glanced around. I saw that the cold wind outside the house was cold, whistling and rolling up the soft snow foam in the forest, and pouring it into Ling Yang's neck at once.

The cold air hit his face, Tianbao also woke up, rubbed his sleepy eyes, hugged Ling Yang's neck, and yawned: "Why is it so cold and haven't you started to eat?"

Ling Yang said indignantly: "I know that we eat, we have been calculated, if we don't do it for a while, we will have to be baked by others as a big meal, who eats it is not certain."

Sweet Treasure grinned and sniffed, immediately drawing attention to the broth on the pot. Struggling out of Ling Yang's arms, Tianbao ran to the pot with a cigarette, dipped a little fragrant broth with his fingers, put it in his small mouth and tasted it, and said happily: "It tastes really good."

After speaking, he picked out a rabbit thigh from the plate, and just wanted to feast on it, but was slapped off by Ling Yang, and snorted angrily: "Don't you want to die, do you know if there is poison in it?"

"Poison" Tianbao rolled his eyes and said, "How can it be poisoned"

Ling Yang didn't bother to explain to Tianbao, ignoring Tianbao's protests, grabbed her little hand and rushed out the door, and did a quick search in the village, which made Ling Yang shudder: the whole village had become a ghost, not even a single figure could be seen, all the houses were full of cold stoves, and dust was everywhere, obviously no one lived in it for a long time.

Standing in the endless wilderness, the heavens and the earth were full of white, Ling Yang smiled bitterly: "Bao'er, do you remember the eight-character mantra I once taught you?"

"Yes." Tianbao nodded obediently: "Don't forget if you have a bargain."

Ling Yang's face was black: "This sentence doesn't seem to have been taught to you by me"

Tianbao patted his head, and suddenly realized: "Look at my memory, the knowledge is mixed with the sinister rivers and lakes, if it doesn't work, withdraw this sentence, right?"

Ling Yang's face became more and more ugly: "Yes, yes, yes, but we only think about it now, I'm afraid it's too late." ”

Tianbao looked along Ling Yang's deep gaze, only to see that when the two of them entered the village, the winding path had disappeared, replaced by a reckless white snow, and even the red Beetle car parked at the fork of the road had long been hidden in the snow smoke blown by the cold wind, and only a small red dot could be seen in the distance, and finally it was completely submerged.

Faced with such a difficult predicament, Tianbao didn't look worried at all, looked around easily, and suddenly pointed behind Ling Yang and said, "Look, there seems to be someone there."

Ling Yang turned around, only to see the direction of Tianbao's finger, there was a small temple halfway up the mountainside, with a black roof and yellow walls, which was particularly conspicuous in a waxy color. In the chimney of the temple, there are faint fireworks, and on the flagpole erected high on the side, there are a few red birds, fluttering their wings and chirping, which can be heard clearly from afar.

At this time, Ling Yang had no idea in his heart, took a deep breath, and habitually wanted to stroke the ring on his finger, wanting to be brave for himself. The tentacles were empty, and Ling Yang suddenly remembered that the ring had been given to Chu Wanyi for self-defense, and thinking of the other secret weapons he was carrying, his heart was somewhat calm.

"Or, let's go over and have a look" Ling Yang seemed to be discussing with Tianbao, but in essence, he was cheering himself up: "This is too scary, it's just haunted"

Tianbao glanced at Ling Yang: "It doesn't matter if he's a haunter or a haunter, I'm not afraid at all that my legs grow on my body anyway, if I can't run away, I can still be caught and eaten by ghosts."

Tianbao waved his little hand, looking full of confidence: "The rivers and lakes are sinister, if you can't do it, you will withdraw"

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