The howling snow outside the ruined temple finally stopped. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

At this time, in the broken temple, the dart masters were sorting out the goods on the dart cart, preparing to leave for Beijing immediately.

And outside the small courtyard of the broken temple, more than a dozen newly erected mounds are particularly conspicuous, the first two mounds are also inserted in front of two wooden signs, the wooden plaques seem to be engraved with swords in traditional handwriting, on the book "Shangguan Snow Eagle Tomb", "Feng Ming Quan's Tomb".

"Ye Daxia, Gu Daxia, Mo Daxia......" Li Sifang stroked the white beard under his chin and shouted: "The heavy snow outside has stopped, we should also go on the road!" ”

"Thank you, Mr. Li." Gu Fan nodded with a smile, turned his head to Ye Xiaochai and Mo Daoxia, who were still leaning against the root of the broken temple wall, closing their eyes and recuperating, and said, "I'm leaving!" ”

Ye Xiaochai opened his eyes and responded lightly: "Oh." ”

……

An hour ago, there was still wind and snow outside the broken temple, but in the blink of an eye, even the gloomy sky was already clear, Ye Xiaochai and the other three people each sat on the edge of an ox cart, among which Gu Fan lay directly on the ox cart, holding a stalk of grass picked casually in his mouth, looking up at the sky that was still sparsely fluttering with scattered snowflakes, I don't know what to think.

Originally, Li Sifang insisted on letting the three of them sit in the only covered carriage in the dart car team, but the three of them disliked it too much trouble, so they did not accept this proposal, so even Li Sifang himself did not dare to get into the carriage, but personally drove an ox cart with only a flat shape, and volunteered to be a coachman for the three of them.

"Uncle Li, just now let's build a grave for Shangguan Xueying and others, there is a question that has been put aside, and now I want to ask you." Gu Fan spit out the grass stalk he had been holding in his mouth, sat up from his flat position, scratched his hair, and asked.

"Gu Daxia, please ask, the old man knows everything."

"How many years has Uncle Li been darts?"

"This ...... Since I was fifteen years old, I started as the lowest dart player in the game, and I traveled north and south, and I have saved many darts for many times...... It's been 50 years now! ”

"That's amazing." The strange swordsman with a vicissitudes of life also came up with some curiosity: "Li Darthead, you have been darts for fifty years, haven't you missed once?" ”

When Li Sifang heard this, he couldn't help but look frightened, and shook his head: "Oh, I don't dare to say this, the one who can dart for 50 years without missing a single shot is the leader of our dart game today, the 'dart god' Guan Ba enemy, and he doesn't dare to boast about this Haikou." ”

"And how did you get to this point?" Ye Xiaochai said lightly.

"This ......" Li Sifang's face collapsed, and he smiled bitterly: "Engong's words are really ...... Generally speaking, those robbers who occupy the mountain as the king, give some passing money and send it away, no matter how bad it is, we must rob you of this single goods, and we can't beat people - it is also a rule that does not hurt the dart master, if anyone crosses this red line, it is impossible for the underworld peers to let you go! ”

Li Sifang paused, and then said: "Besides, the most important thing in our Quartet Dart Bureau is the four big characters of 'do what you can'...... Ordinary bandits, my name of 'Quartet Divine Fist', can still be a town, if it is really such a high-level Jiangyang thief, it will not be for a few thousand taels of oil and water to destroy my dart game! ”

"Uncle Li, what you said is not quite the same as what we just saw!" Gu Fan said with a smile: "This Shangguan Xueying and Feng Mingquan were determined to kill you all from the beginning, could it be that you have been cautious all your life, but when you are over, you will be 'old man talking about juvenile madness', and you can't afford to save a big dart worth 10,000 gold?" ”

"Alas...... Gu Daxia's words are on my heart! Li Sifang frowned sadly, sighed and said: "This time, I, Li Sifang, have suffered an unjustified disaster!" ”

"What do you mean by that?"

"Do you know that the 'Martial Saint Relic' was born?"

Gu Fan, Ye Xiaochai and Mo Daoxia, you look at me, I look at you, the six eyes are facing each other, they all look at each other, I don't know what to say.

In the end, Gu Fan coughed lightly and said slowly: "This ...... Uncle Li, the three of us are all disciples of the hidden sect, and now we are all artistic, going out to practice, for the big and small things on the rivers and lakes, it can be said that our eyes are black, you might as well tell us about it from the beginning? ”

"It turns out that a few of them are high-ranking disciples of the Hidden World Sect, no wonder, no wonder!" Li Sifang looked suddenly enlightened, in fact, where did he know about the hidden world? It's just that he reluctantly agrees.

"This matter has to start with the mysterious disappearance of the 'Martial Saint' Xiao Yihan a hundred years ago......"

"One...... A hundred years ago? Gu Fan was shocked: "I'll let you start from the beginning, and you will start talking about it for me from a hundred years ago?" ”

"Don't interrupt!" Ye Xiaochai just listened to it, and stared at Gu Fan with some displeasure: "I'll talk about it after listening to someone." ”

Seeing that Gu Fan was trained to shut up, Li Sifang smiled a little flatteringly, and then said: "Ninety years ago, the 'Martial Saint' Xiao Yihan fought against the top six masters in the world of kung fu at the Zenith Summit, and finally overwhelmed the crowd and established his status as the 'No. 1 in the world in martial arts'. ”

"At that time, Xiao Yihan was only fifty years old, for us martial artists, it was in the prime of life, and it was still a promising time! Pity! There are unpredictable circumstances in the sky, and people have good and bad luck......"

"Although Xiao Yihan said that he overwhelmed the six masters and became the first in the world, he was alone, and there was no decent force behind him.

"It is precisely because Xiao Yihan has no sect and is from the grassroots, so more martial artists suspect that he may have obtained some peerless magic secrets, so his martial arts have advanced by leaps and bounds and he has become the first in the world."

"So many evil demons and demon sect giants gathered a temporary alliance, thousands of people, so that the plan surrounded Xiao Yihan."

"Although this Xiao Yihan said that he was invincible in the world when he fought alone, after all, he was invincible with two fists and four hands, and was besieged by thousands of people, and after killing dozens of masters, he finally ended up with a serious injury and escaped."

"The people besieging were so popular that they ran to Xiao Yihan's house in frenzy and killed dozens of people up and down the Xiao family, which can be described as extremely tragic!"

"Isn't this group of people brainless?" When Mo Daoxia heard this, he couldn't help but pat his thigh, and said hatefully: "You have thousands of people together, that Xiao Yihan naturally wants to avoid his edge, but now that he has escaped, he actually dares to kill his family to vent his anger...... When he heals his wounds, you will be separated one by one, don't you want to be broken by him! ”