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There is only one trail leading directly to the deep valley in the Black Fog Ridge, and the earth platform is stuck in front of the trail, Zhang Fang wants to enter the valley, and he must not take the right path. So he asked Han to return to Xiaonan's residence to get the blade, and at the same time sent Han Jun to find another shortcut to the valley.

Of course, Zhang Fang didn't let Han Jun look for a fish like a blind man, but he was targeted, and the person who guided them to find a shortcut was Zhu Yan.

Zhu Yu has grown up in Si for more than 50 years, and he knows the terrain around the Black Fog Ridge well, at least he still knows where there is a convenient road. But knowing is knowing, in the current situation, he will never tell Zhang Fang, and Zhang Fang also understands this. So, he used a little trick.

Ban Yuanjun and Ping'er's maidservant saw Zhang Fang pat the old man on the shoulder, and the old man obediently followed him to the back of the tree. After a while, when the two came out, the old man looked dazed, but Zhang Fang smiled at the corner of his mouth.

Next, Zhang Fang called Han Jun and told him to go to the southwest for one hundred and seventy zhang, and saw a boulder shaped like an ape, and then climbed from here, and after twenty zhang, he saw a crack that could allow a person to pass sideways, and from this forward, he could enter the valley.

Ban Yuanjun looked at the old man who kept shaking his head and supporting his forehead, and then looked at Zhang Fang, who spoke quickly and decisively, and couldn't help but ask: "Zhang Jun, this old man is willing to help you so much, what benefits do you promise him?" ”

Zhang Fang smiled: "It's nothing, people are old, sleep is inevitably not good, the benefit of my promise is - my husband can sleep well tonight." ”

Is that okay too? Ban Yuanjun and Ping'er looked at each other, relatively speechless.

When Han Zhong panted and packed the sword, knife, and bow on his back, Han Jun also happened to find out the shortcut to the valley. Originally, there were people patrolling the mountain road, and it was almost impossible to bring weapons in, but under the escort of Zhang Fang's great hypnotism all the way, it was not too easy to pass the level. Speaking of which, Zhang Fang also has to thank Na Wu Zhu, it is he who has created an atmosphere similar to group hypnosis, so that he can perform hypnotism relatively easily and frequently with minimal loss.

The people are gathered, the weapons are also obtained, and the next thing is to face the unknown "Mountain King". But in Zhang Fang's plan, it is best to rescue Ah Li before he touches this thing, and this thing can not be touched without touching it. His intuition told him that this unknown thing was very dangerous.

Zhang Fang and his entourage hid their blades, walked through the crowd, and coldly watched as Wu Zhu took the lead. Behind him, eight witches and two boys and girls respectively held Ah Li and two boys and girls, holding a black box filled with "Tribute to the Mountain King", and behind him were two witches who led dogs. The figure of the group gradually disappeared into the dark fog of the trees......

Under the leadership of Han Jun, Zhang Fang saw the boulder, not to mention, from a certain angle, it really looked a little like a squatting ape. Looking up, the mountain wall is full of thorns, rocks are vertical and horizontal, and the inclination is greater than 45 degrees. Fortunately, Han Jun had climbed once before, and he had a clear route, where there were rocks protruding, so that it was convenient to take a foothold; Where the vines are strong and can support the body, they all know in their hearts. With him leading the way, it can save a lot of work.

Zhang Fang swept his eyes one by one: Han Jun and Han Chong brothers, there is no problem in this regard, they are used to climbing mountain roads; Qingyan, although I haven't seen her climb mountains, but I've seen her climb trees, to be honest, Zhang Fang is ashamed; As for myself, I originally had a climbing foundation, and with this month of intensive training, the strength of my fingers, wrists, arms, and legs has grown significantly, but if it is only 20 zhang high, it is estimated that there will be no problem...... Wait, why did they come along?

When Zhang Fang's eyes swept over, Ban Yuanjun was retracting his gaze from the cliff wall where there was almost nowhere to start, spit out a small fragrant tongue to Zhang Fang, and said shyly: "I didn't expect this mountain wall to be so difficult to climb, Zhang Jun, don't look at me like this, I'll stay here honestly and wait for you." ”

Zhang Fang smiled and nodded, this girl is very self-aware and wise, and she will never do anything beyond her power, but she saves her own tongue.

The Ban Yuan monarch and maid were momentary for a moment, looking up at Zhang Fang and the others with fear, wandering like a spider on the uneven cliff wall, approaching the thin stone crack little by little.

When Zhang Fang grabbed Han Chong's wrist stretched out downward and struggled to climb the stone crack, he looked back at the north, more than a hundred zhang away, in front of the valley mouth, nearly a thousand dense pious figures knelt down to the ground......

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Squeezing into the long and narrow stone cracks that are more than ten zhang long, like a sandwich wall, what appears in front of you is criss-crossed, dense as spider webs. Qing Yan handed over the two ruler knives to the Han brothers, and after a while, the blades cut through several gaps, and finally opened an exit.

When four young men and women with torn clothes, cheeks, arms, and fingers and bleeding came out of the cracks in the stones, what appeared in front of them was a dense jungle with green onions and so thick that it was impossible to tear apart.

Han Jun and Han Zhong looked at the iron ruler knife in their hands, and then turned their heads to look at Qing Yan. Qingyan bit her lip and said with a nonchalant expression: "Open the way, as long as you can save Sister Li, what is it if you destroy two knives." ”

Zhang Fang gently pressed her shoulder: "Don't worry, the knife will be there, and it will be all over your waist." ”

Qingyan lifted his eyelids: "Okay, I've written it down." I have a good memory, and you don't want to break your word. ”

Zhang Fang smiled slightly, and quickly followed the two brothers who were waving their knives to open the way in front.

The forest has been preserved for centuries, with tangled vines, deep roots, thorny bushes, and shrubs. Han Jun and Han Zhong waved two ruler knives that were not in their hands, and used them as mountain knives, and they cut the two blades into iron pieces, tired of stinky sweat, and only then did they open up a path of more than ten zhang.

"Not really." The brothers looked at the blunt iron piece in their hands, shook their heads, handed it back to Qing Yan, and pulled out the ring knife on their waists with their backhands. Although such a long, narrow and straight knife is not suitable for opening the way, it is better than a blunt knife.

Qing Yan took the broken ruler knife, and the frowning brow stretched out. Although the edge of the blade has been cut, the tip of the blade is still sharp, and it can be used as a flying sword. Xiao Yinyin was about to return the ruler sword to his waist, and suddenly seemed to realize it, and gestured to the Han brothers: "Silence!" There is movement. ”

Zhang Fang also heard a strange noise, and the sound came from the front and bottom. The four of them stopped cutting their blades to open the way, but picked up the branches and shrubs that had been cut before, tied them into stacks with broken vines, flattened the thorns in front of them little by little, and quietly pushed forward more than ten zhang.

Where they were, there was a cliff, five or six feet above the ground, and below them was a long and narrow valley. The valley is full of rocks and hidden depressions, which shows that in a normal year, this should be a small river, but by this time it has become a dry riverbed.

I saw a familiar team on the riverbed of the deep valley, playing music, singing and dancing.

Eight Wu Han, once again playing the instrument, Wu Zhu kept shaking his head wearing a copper mask, his big sleeves flying, and his mouth made an incomprehensible babbling sound, jumping around like a convulsion. The two dog-led witches stood on the edge of the dense forest on the east side of the valley, facing the deep and dark forest, with a nervous expression.

Ah Li and the two boys, at this time, had closed their eyes and lay quietly on the three pu mats covered with red cloth, as if three delicious dishes were about to be served.

Zhang Fang and the others finally put their minds at ease, as long as the people are fine, they finally caught up.

Han Jun returned the knife to the sheath, took out the horn bow, bent the bow with force, and buckled the bowstring. Then take out a white feather arrow with a straight shaft, fine tail feathers, and a shiny iron arrow, put it on the string, slowly pull it away, and asked: "Xiao Langjun, do you want to do it?" ”

Zhang Fang visually measured the distance, from here to where the Wu Zhu was, there was at least fifty meters, could Han Jun shoot fifty meters and hit the target?

"It's just twenty feet, and it's convenient for a high place, so there should be no problem." Han Jun is full of confidence.

"Okay...... "Zhang Fang" Before the words "Wait for my order" could be exported, he heard a wild bark, and the sound shook the valley.

I saw the two big dogs covered in fur and barking wildly at the dense forest. But after a while, he suddenly whined and whined, clamped his tail and couldn't stop retreating. The two dog-leading witches changed color and said, "Master, here, here......"

The music stopped, Wu Zhu stopped convulsing, his face showed surprise, and he hurriedly ordered his subordinates while retreating: "Retreat, retreat quickly......"

The branches and leaves rustled, the fishy wind gusted, the sun was hidden in the clouds, the sky was dark, there seemed to be a faint sound of thunder on the horizon, and an indescribable terror enveloped the Black Fog Ridge Valley.

San-kun, there has been!