Stretching for thousands of kilometers, the Beiliang Mountains stretch from the source of the Yellow River to the middle and lower reaches, like a crack in the dry earth separating the north and south.

Yesterday's green was baptized by today's yellow overnight,

Autumn came silently, and Xiao Suo was laid down from this, spreading throughout Beiliang Mountain.

The north is cool, so desolate.

At the top of the mountain, the stone lion, the sundial, the Jialiang, the auspicious jar, the tripod incense burner, the copper turtle, and the copper crane are put together to form a magnificent palace that brightens the blind.

The owner here is surnamed Huang and his name is eight catties.

But it's the former owner.

In the past, Huang Bajin sat on Beiliang Mountain, and today Huang Bajin died in Huangquan.

Just because a 'tiger' under the mountain was poisoned.

When the magnificent palace was reflected in the eyes of an old man with pigtails, it was noon, the sun was unusually hot, and the residual heat of the autumn tiger had not yet subsided.

Look closely at this old man with pigtails, his hair is black, his cheekbones are high, his eyes are as sharp as Haidongqing, his eyes are handsome, and he walks with a strong and powerful style.

The old man walked in front of a woman, and behind the woman was a bald head with several circles printed on the top of the head, and the traces of incense circles could be vaguely seen.

The woman's dress is very much in line with ordinary people, but this blood-red lipstick is slightly demonic.

Tight-fitting black clothes, plain wrapped around the body.

The body is hot and the facial features are exquisite.

The three stopped in front of the red lacquered gate surrounded by two lions, and the old man was in front of the three-person team.

When the footsteps stopped, the bald head swished forward from behind, and after a trot, he shook the buckle on the door.

The thick sound resounded, startling the birds of Beiliang Mountain.

The old man frowned, strode forward, and in a short time he stepped up the stone steps and kicked diagonally at the bald buttocks.

"Useless stuff!" The old man spat out these words.

It seemed to be a careless kick, but the force was endless, and the bald head was kicked away, fell into the flower bed on one side, and fell into a.

The bald head quickly got up, grinned and showed a row of white teeth and said, "Master, you shouldn't knock on the door, you should kick!" ”

As soon as the bald head finished speaking, he heard a loud noise.

"Bang..."

After a bang, the heavy red-painted iron door was kicked and cracked by the old man with one foot.

One of the doors fell to one side with a deafening clang, and after the dust had cleared, the old man raised his legs and crossed the threshold into the gate.

The woman threw out a few words and said, "Go and see if there is any living mouth around?" ”

The bald head nodded and walked away, jumping out of the flower bed a few meters high with just a fish jump, and the movements were coherent, and he was not injured in the slightest by the old man's oblique kick.

The woman with blood-colored lipstick followed the old man with the pigtails into the door, but stood beside the old man with his hands behind his back.

"Master, why don't you move forward?"

"Huang Bajin is not simple, these listed buildings are all built according to the direction of the gossip map, if we go in and come out, it will take a lot of trouble."

"Is it so evil?" Women don't believe in the Word.

"The hexagram in the north, the hexagram in the northwest, each of these buildings is full of mystery, it seems that the lines and directions are very clear, but in fact it is a combination of virtual and real, you can't go out, you can't go out!"

"Then let's just go back empty-handed?"

"That's it, this house is unwanted, leave it to the second lady of his family, your cooperation with her ends here!"

"But..."

"No, but! Let's go back! ”

"Okay!" The woman turned around unwillingly and prepared to leave.

But he heard a crisp sound of bells floating in front of the door, and the old man's eyes sharpened, and he turned around and walked quickly to the door.

On the left-hand side of the stone lion sits a child with a bell dangling in his hand.

His eyes were clear, his face was immature, and he climbed on top of the stone lion for a while, and jumped down again for a while, and the bell in his hand became louder and louder.

However, the sound of the bell was heard by the old man, and the old man's eyes hit the woman and gave her a look to take it down.

The woman quickly walked up to the child, grabbed the bell with one hand, and repeated: "Doll, who gave you this bell?" ”

The child was frightened by the woman, and cried out: "What are you doing robbing my bell, give it back to me, you bad woman!" ”

The woman grabbed the child, kicked it on the stone lion, and said angrily, "Who gave you this bell?" ”

"Grandpa Bajin gave it, you give it back to me, you bad woman!"

The woman glanced at the old man, the old man nodded, the woman's eyes sharpened, and she pressed hard with one hand to tightly wrap the child's neck.

The child's neck was bruised, and he was struggling with his legs sticking out his tongue.

It's just that the child of a few years old has very little strength, and after a while there is no movement anymore, and the woman withdraws her hand and throws the bell to the old man.

The old man grabbed the bell and said, "There is no more Huang family in Beiliang Mountain, go!" ”

The bald head appeared at the right time, and said to the old man: "There are no people in the surrounding dozens of miles, this second lady is ruthless enough, this poison is really fucking amazing!" ”

The three of them left, and the stone lion on the left side of the gate creaked after the three of them left, and the stone lion was moved from the bottom up, revealing a hole, and a young man in tattered clothes came out of it, aged ten **, with an angry expression written on his face, and was about to run into the Huang family compound, but was grabbed by an old man behind him, and said angrily: "You dead child, run inside, hurry up!" ”

The young man unwillingly glanced at the place where he had stayed for eighteen years, and turned to meet the old man's eyes, but his eyes were full of tears.

"Grandpa Changsheng, Master died so miserably, that sassy hoof is really good, Master has raised her for more than 20 years, it is better to raise a dog, I have to avenge Master! Kill this! ”

"When you have the ability, let's talk, now it's to save your life, remember what your master said when he left." Wang Changsheng said.

However, after saying this, Wang Changsheng's eyes lost their brilliance abnormally, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground.

The young man screamed, picked up Wang Changsheng's body and said, "Grandpa, wake up, what's wrong with you?" ”

Wang Changsheng said weakly: "I am also poisoned, you go quickly, leave here, and do what your master says!" ”

After saying this, Wang Changsheng closed his eyes and was breathless.

The young man cried loudly, resounding throughout Beiliang Mountain.

And the child who was strangled to death by blood-red lipstick under the stone lion was caught by the young man, who gritted his teeth, carried the body of the immortal grandfather, walked to the child, and picked the child up.

"Xiao Tiyo, Grandpa Bajin hurt you, let you shake the bell as a signal, but this thief also attacked you, wait for my brother to kill the person who killed you to avenge you!"

The young man walked away step by step, buried Uncle Changsheng and Xiaotiyo in a barren mountain, and the young man kowtowed down the mountain.

On this day, the autumn wind rose, and there was no Huang family in Beiliangshan.