I don't know who came up with such a ruthless trick?

Wen Sheng glanced at Wang Thirteen, who was following ten zhang away, and dispelled the idea of talking to him.

The mountain road is steep and rugged, and it is the end of autumn at this time, and the grass and trees on the mountain have grown wildly after a summer and autumn, and it is the most lush time, barren mountains and mountains, and it is difficult to find the whereabouts of others.

However, Wen Sheng was not in a hurry, she stopped from time to time and listened attentively.

If Zhang Jibei just wanted to meet with people and say a few words, there was no need to go to such a deserted place.

Not to mention that the scouts have already probed a lot of musicians in the vicinity, and the musicians are haunted and gathered, how can there be no movement?

Sure enough, after a while, there was a burst of music from the valley in the distance.

Guqin, dong flute, flute, huqin, all kinds of sounds are mixed together, drifting with the wind, sometimes clear and sometimes blurred.

Wang 13 shouted "there", but he left Wen Sheng, and a person "swished" and followed the sound, and in the blink of an eye, it became a small black dot in the distance.

Wen Sheng frowned, she didn't act without saying hello to Wang Shisan, but with her ear voice, it was easy to hear that this music was played by more than ten musicians. Not only that, but it also sounds inexplicably familiar.

An answer almost came out of Wen Sheng's mind.

She hugged "Taiping" in her arms and slowly approached along the mountain road.

On the main road, at the narrow bend, several unidentified people fell to the ground, some still holding steel knives in their hands, and some fell to the side with sharp blades.

Wen Sheng didn't hear the sound of fighting, and she was a little glad that Wang Shisan followed.

Probably because he was not sure whether the other party was friend or foe, Wang 13 did not kill him. The men were only temporarily unconscious and unconscious.

At this time, the music in the valley stopped. There was not half a bird flying by for miles around, and there was not even the sound of the wind, and there was a dead silence.

Wen Sheng knew that this was only because she was still far away and couldn't hear the other party, and there must be a thrilling scene in the valley at this time.

After about a quarter of an hour, Wen Sheng found a good place to sneak around.

From this point of view. You can look down at the valley where the accident happened. The fly in the ointment is that the distance is a little far, almost a hundred feet apart, and it is enough to see the shadows. It's hard to tell.

The valley is long and narrow from east to west, with steep cliffs on one side and gentle slopes on the other.

Wen Sheng stayed on the gentle slope, although he didn't see Wang Shisan's figure. But I guess he should be nearby.

The bottom of the valley is just off the cliff and there are several huge rocks with a waterhole on the edge of the rock.

The distance is too far. It is impossible to tell how deep the waterhole is.

I saw two people standing on the rock, and I couldn't see their faces clearly.

Both were men, one standing slightly in front of them, the other leaning against the cliff. Standing so close, they should trust each other very much, and they should be friends and partners.

On the edge of the water tan is a large area of sand, gravel loess. Compared to the lush vegetation on this hillside, the valley floor is pitifully green. Only a few thorny shrubs grew, and fortunately, the other side of the confrontation came into shape.

Forty or fifty men formed an encirclement and blocked their way.

Judging by Fang Cai's musical voice, there are at least a dozen musicians in this group.

And at the front of the team, the person at the head wore a jade crown, wore a dark colored robe, and wore a dark red coat, the edge of the big coat was almost dragged to the ground, this person, without looking at his face, Wen Sheng also recognized it, Zhong Tianzheng!

Zhong Tianzheng seems to have a lot of people on this side, and the two people on the other side will be Zhang Jibei and Yuan Kai she is looking for?

With this thought, Wen Sheng looked at the people around Zhong Tianzheng again, although he couldn't see it clearly, he could vaguely recognize it: the one in gray clothes and hair should be Bu Yun, and Bu Yun was a baby-faced man and a tall young man with a dark complexion on the left and right.

At this time, I saw Bu Yun stepping forward, standing still by the waterhole, holding the "iron ringing bell" in one hand, and poking and poking at the two people a few feet away with the other hand, seemingly quite excited.

If the other party was Zhang Jibei, even if he couldn't hear what Bu Yun was talking about at the moment, Wen Sheng could guess that he would definitely go through the old accounts first and scold him angrily, and then bring up the appointment again.

The man with his back to the cliff made a gesture to stand up, but was stopped by another man raising his hand.

From this action, Wen Sheng easily judged that the person who was raising his hand to block it should be Zhang Jibei.

Wen Sheng is really curious, what means did Zhong Tianzheng use to make Zhang Jibei get rid of so many masters in his peers, and only take Yuan Kai to throw himself into the net?

Zhang Jibei made a few gestures at Zhong Tianzheng, Bu Yun and others, and it seemed that he was still trying to negotiate.

After a while, he put the flute to his lips, and with a "woo", a flute sound flew out.

"Haha, haha!" Bu Yun looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, raised his right hand above his head, shook his wrist, and shook the "iron ringing bell".

If it is said that in the competition more than ten years ago, Bu Yun suffered a secret loss because he inadvertently drank "Shenxian San", then today, Zhang Jibei is defenseless, and the instrument he uses is not the eight-hole bone flute that he is good at, how can it be said that this cannot be regarded as a fair competition.

was forced to be helpless and had to fight.

No wonder Bu Yun's laughter was filled with the pleasure of repaying the report.

The sound of the flute is clear, like a goshawk spreading its wings, hovering over the valley, making a cry, looking for prey, looking for opportunities. Experienced, and endlessly patient, ready to pounce, grab, tear!

Even at such a time, Zhang Jibei's flute voice is still not as crying as others, and he can't hear the slightest sadness and loss at the end of the road.

If Zhang Jibei's flute sound is like an eagle, then Bu Yun's "iron bell" is like a raging and irregular turbulence.

The two did not hold each other for very long, and the sharp ringing of the bell broke the deadlock.

The shriek of "snort" seemed to override the thing it was approaching, forcing the rest of the valley, including Zhong Tianzheng, to retreat a little.

The turbulent current enveloped the goshawk, entangled twice, and slowly formed a dazzling white light.

At this time, someone hurried into the valley, rushed behind Zhong Tianzheng, and knelt down in a humble and pious posture, not knowing what to report to him.

Immediately, Zhong Tianzheng raised his head and looked at this large hillside.

Although Wen Sheng was sure that he could not find himself, he still felt the sharp gaze.

Zhong Tianzheng commanded two words, waved his hand, and soon twenty or thirty people flew out of the valley.

Zhong Tianzheng mobilized the people and sent someone to arrest Wang Thirteen.

Wen Sheng didn't care, the fight between Zhang Jibei and Bu Yun was going on at a critical moment, I believe that the winner will be separated soon, watch the play and watch the full set, since I happened to meet it, how can there be a reason to avoid it at this time? (To be continued)

ps: I recommend the ancient saying "Golden Princess", the author has a fragrant flower. There is a through train under Chongshengwen, and interested book lovers can go to see if it is the type they like. R655