In the night, a behemoth glided slowly in the night sky, and if it weren't for the huge white sails towering into the clouds above, half of the people would have thought that the war between man and beast had started again.

It was a huge ferry, and the heat wave from the stern of the boat provided the impetus for the ferry's progress, and the hull and metal skin wrapped around the bottom of the boat were like clouds, and a sense of floating held the whole ferry in the air.

On the ferry, in a house on the third floor of the attic, Yang Tingfeng was sitting cross-legged on the small bed, holding the historical summary in his hand and reading it with relish.

As it progresses, the book mentions many bold conjectures and real historical shaping, which makes Yang Tingfeng more and more aware of the history of the mountain and those conjectures that are ethereal but traceable.

After watching the book for a while, Yang Tingfeng took the book and rubbed his eyes, and the long-term viewing made Yang Tingfeng's eyes feel a little dry, so he didn't continue to read it anymore.

Yang Tingfeng got up and opened the window next to him, looking at the night outside, a snowflake fell on Yang Tingfeng's cheek along the cold wind, and there was a cold feeling.

couldn't help but stretch his hands out of the window, ready to hold some snowflakes, this feeling Yang Tingfeng still likes it, but a paper bag stained with grease suddenly fell from the sky, and Yang Tingfeng just wrapped his hands impartially.

“......”

"Who??Why are you so immoral??Is there a trash can in the house that you can't see?" Yang Tingfeng was full of black lines, poked his head out and shouted upstairs.

No one responded in the silent night sky, Yang Tingfeng took off the paper bag in his hand and was about to throw it into the trash can in the room, but Yang Tingfeng's eyes were suddenly attracted by a pattern on the paper bag.

In the lower right corner of the paper bag, there is a five-pointed star pattern, and behind the pattern stands a figure in a cloak with his back to the five-pointed star.

Yang Tingfeng knew that the packaging of many foods on the top of the mountain reflected some conspicuous advertisements, but this pattern was painted in the corner of the packaging, and there was no promotion word.

On top of that, the pattern doesn't seem to be printed, but is drawn out by hand, which is unusual.

Packages like this are produced every day, and there are countless of them. Would anyone be bored enough to draw on it with a pen?

Yang Tingfeng frowned slightly, what kind of message is this conveying? Then why don't you use the sound transmission jade slip? This kind of soil method is not used by no one on the top of the mountain, and no one even uses it on the ground.

Yang Tingfeng, who had no clue after thinking for a while, was suddenly stunned, could it be that someone else just painted it casually? And he was still guessing here for a long time, and the most important thing was that he seemed to have been thrown into a garbage bag???

The more Yang Tingfeng thought about it, the more angry he became, he tore up the paper bag, threw it into the trash, and rubbed his hands with soap several times when he entered the toilet, until he smelled the faint fragrance, and Yang Tingfeng stopped.

Yang Tingfeng returned to the small window again, but he didn't put his hand out of the window stupidly, just looked straight at the night sky.

As for the theory just now, Yang Tingfeng had already left it behind, not that he didn't want to, but when the paper bag just now fell, Yang Tingfeng shouted and no one responded, and after saying that this attic must have seven or eight floors.

Do you ask them one by one? If you don't say if you can find it, you just say that if you find it, others don't admit it, and you don't seem to have any reason to reason with others.

So Yang Tingfeng didn't plan to reason with others, but this incident made Yang Tingfeng complain fiercely about the top of the mountain, and his behavior was extremely bad, even the people under the mountain were inferior.

After watching the night snow for a while, Yang Tingfeng returned to the small bed and practiced cross-legged.

......

In the early morning, the snowflakes did not stop, and they were still falling slowly.

Yang Tingfeng, who had finished cultivating, slowly opened his eyes, a fine light flashed in his eyes, and a turbid breath came out of his mouth.

Looking at the gradually lit sky outside, Yang Tingfeng was a little bored, so he simply took out the book again and continued reading.

"Knock, knock..."

Just as Yang Tingfeng was about to open it, there was a knock on the door, so he had no choice but to put away the books and get up to open the door.

"Go in and say. Zhou Batian, who looked mysterious, pushed open the small door and walked in, stretched out his head to look outside before carefully covering the door.

"What's wrong?" Looking at the chattering appearance of these two people, Yang Tingfeng was a little puzzled.

Han Yang said mysteriously, "Guess what I saw this morning?"

Yang Tingfeng didn't answer, and looked at Han Yang with a stupid expression, how do you know if you don't say it?

Seeing Yang Tingfeng's eyes, Han Yang coughed, "Ahem, look at this." A strand of cloth appeared in his hand, on which a pattern was inscribed.

"What's wrong with this pattern? I saw it last night. Yang Tingfeng took the piece of cloth, this pattern is the back picture of the five-pointed star that Yang Tingfeng saw on which oily paper bag last night.

Han Yang was surprised: "You also saw it?"

Seeing that Yang Tingfeng nodded, Han Yang explained: "There is nothing unusual about this pattern when it is taken together, but it is different when it is separated. ”

"Splitting it apart, isn't it still a pentagram and a person's back? What's the difference?" Yang Tingfeng was a little puzzled, why did he suddenly feel that Han Yang's brain seemed to be a little inadequate.

"No, he's saying that the pattern represents something different. Zhou Batian looked at Han Yang, who couldn't explain clearly, and interjected to explain.

Yang Tingfeng didn't answer, and motioned for Zhou Batian to continue.

Zhou Batian took the piece of cloth from Han Yang's hand, "This is a five-pointed star, this is the back of a cloak in a cloe." Zhou Batian put the cloth on the table and continued: "

There is a saying on the top of the mountain, the man in black wearing a cloak, wearing a five-pointed star robe, if you can see him, it will be like a dream. ”

Yang Tingfeng frowned slightly: "What do you mean?"

"Meaning, if you meet this kind of person, then the road is promising. Han Yang's eyes burned at Yang Tingfeng.

"What kind of fairy truth is this??" Yang Tingfeng didn't believe it with a face full of disbelief, and he could expect to meet him? Yang Tingfeng didn't believe this statement at all, I am afraid that this is a lie to the child's words.

Zhou Batian's eyes were burning and he said, "Don't worry, listen to me." This force is called a force for the time being, because no one knows whether he is one person or many people.

This force existed a long time ago, and many people have met it, but the people who have met it have either lost their memory or refuse to say anything, and those who have not had amnesia, without exception, have at least reached the point of stepping on the Golden Gate of the Six Xuan.

That's why there is such a sentence, this is not groundless, but everyone doesn't know what happened when they met him, and this force is extremely mysterious, there is no trace of it, and there is no trace of leaving. ”

Yang Tingfeng's eyes paused slightly, and he pondered, so in this way, this person or this force really exists, and it is expected to really meet him?

But Yang Tingfeng still didn't believe it, how could there be a pie in the sky? Only a disaster could be used to smash people, and it would not be able to kill once and do it again.

"Does this force really exist?" Seeing the two of them nodding and believing it, Yang Tingfeng couldn't help but reflect on himself, could it be that I was too suspicious? ?

Seeing Yang Tingfeng's face, a wry smile appeared on the faces of the two, everything that should be said was said, but Yang Tingfeng still didn't believe it, but the two believed that as long as they met that force, Yang Tingfeng would not say so.

"Click, click, click....."

At this moment, there was a burst of eager footsteps outside the door, and it sounded like a large number of people were in a hurry to do something.

Yang Tingfeng got up and opened the small door, and saw that the spacious corridor was a little crowded at this time, and the crowd trotted downstairs.

"You also received a pentagonal cloak print?"

"yes, yes. ”

"Hurry up, let's gather on deck, and maybe we'll be able to pick me." ”

“.......”

The sound of conversation in the crowd made Yang Tingfeng a little speechless, why did these people all believe that pies would fall from the sky?

"Look, why don't you believe it?" Zhou Batian and the others stood behind Yang Tingfeng and also saw the scene outside the door.

Han Yang crossed Yang Tingfeng and opened the small door, "Let's go, let's go down too." ”

Yang Tingfeng didn't refuse, and followed the two of them to the end of the crowd, Yang Tingfeng also wanted to know what the pie that fell from the sky looked like?

All the way to the first floor, the deck and the restaurant on the first floor were full of people, and the noisy noise was all chatting about the pentagonal cloak print.

Looking at the crowded crowd, Zhou Batian and the others were a little frustrated, they didn't grab a good position, and now the three of them were still standing on the top of the stairs, and the crowded crowd below made the three of them unable to squeeze in.

Looking at this situation, it seems that the people on the whole ship have obtained that mark, and Yang Tingfeng saw the people of the Shengding family who were crowded in the crowd not far away.

And they are also convinced of this, everyone has expectations and joy on their faces, so Yang Tingfeng is also a little expectant, the man in black wearing a cloak and a five-pointed star robe?

But it's not a way to just wait, it's not a way, the tea time has passed, what a man in black and a man in a cloak, there's no shadow at all....

Yang Tingfeng gradually became a little impatient, but none of the people below were impatient, and they all stood in place and waited quietly.

Yang Tingfeng turned his head to look at Zhou Batian and the others again, and also looked outside with anticipation, which made Yang Tingfeng suppress the words that he was about to say back.

Half an hour.....

An hour.....

Yang Tingfeng was a little uncomfortable, I took off my pants, and you just let me wait like this? and the paper bag stained with grease last night, which made Yang Tingfeng deeply despise that person.

If this person really exists, Yang Tingfeng will definitely go up and have a good fight with him, why are people on books, or walls, or clothes, and he is on top of garbage bags?

This can't be a prank that that boring person came up with, right? A person who can even control the Great Dao would play tricks on me like this, a person with three mysteries? Yang Tingfeng felt that this person was not serious at all, he didn't look like a good person at first glance, and he still preached, and he didn't know what was wrong with these people.... You can still be fooled.

Just when Yang Tingfeng was about to propose to go back, suddenly, a gust of wind lifted up, lifting the snowflakes outside, and even a few snowflakes fell on Yang Tingfeng's face.

The crowd was startled, and soon after it was quiet, it began to make noise again, shouting excitedly: "Coming, coming..."

After a long time, the sky was calm again, and the snowflakes were still falling sparsely.

Crowd: "......"

Yang Tingfeng three: "......"

Well, this is an ordinary gale, not a cloaked man at all, and the crowd is speechless for this big ups and downs.

Although they are still waiting quietly, the impatience on the faces of a few people is increasing, and I am afraid that after a while, many people will be unable to help but go back.