There is a special place in Changchun Prefecture, called Gongyi Village, the village is not large, there are only about 100 houses, which are full of various traps, which are extremely dangerous.

The village is made up of a kaleidoscope. Tong Wanhua single-handedly established the ambush in the village, and the ambush in the village was also built and buried by his own hands, the purpose of which was to deal with the enemy and create a quiet and comfortable working environment.

Now it seems that his purpose has been achieved.

Very few people dared to break into Gongyi Village, even if the Eight Heavenly Warriors forcibly broke into this village, there was no return.

As for ordinary people, they are even more afraid to approach this village, making this village lonely and entrenched in the wilderness, seemingly quiet, like a dead village.

In the place outside the public loss village, there are some sparse people, and some inns and shops have been established. It is undoubtedly dangerous to do business next to the public loss village. But these shopkeepers make this dangerous money, on the one hand, they provide the necessary supplies for the village, and on the other hand, they entertain the guests who visit the village.

The relationship between Gongyi Village and the surrounding shops is like that between a crocodile and a toothpick bird, the former is very dangerous, but it is inseparable from the help of a weak existence like the latter.

Today, this special place welcomes a special group of guests.

This group of people were wearing Tai Chi Taoist robes and hanging black and white double-spike swords on their backs, and they were Jiang Yong and others who had had brief contact with Zhao Zheng a few days ago. They came on horseback, not approaching, but watching from afar. Gongyi Village has a great reputation, and even they have to be treated with care.

The brothers and sisters who were still chattering just now immediately became quiet as soon as they came here. It's like there's a special pressure on this place. It can make people breathless invisibly.

"Am I dazzled? It seems that there is a skeleton hanging at the entrance of the village. And he was also wearing a Taoist robe. Jiang Ming frowned. He was also wearing a Taoist robe, and of course he would feel uncomfortable when he saw the bones of the corpse wearing the Taoist robe.

"You're not dazzled, it's a skeleton, and it's a terrible skeleton. His nickname is 'Yin Yang Dao Man', his name is Pan Xiong, he is good at using 'Yin Yang Palm', and he has reached the Eightfold Heaven Realm during his lifetime. This Pan Xiong once asked Tong Wanhua to build a secret weapon. As a result, Tong Wanhua refused, and he was not even allowed to enter the public loss village. Annoyed and angry, Pan Xiong forcibly broke into Gongyi Village, only to be ambushed and killed by the village authorities. After that, in order to set an example, Tong Wanhua hung Pan Xiong's bones at the gate of the village and has been hanging until today. Jiang Yong said in a deep voice.

"Yin Yang Taoist person, I seem to have a little impression, which Taoist temple is he a monk in?"

"He studied under the Five Bucket Rice Sect, one of the Three Qings."

"Oh, it turned out to be the home of this hodgepodge sect. No wonder no one avenged him after his death. When Jiang Ming heard this, his eyes showed contempt.

Among the three clears. One is the Quanzhen Sect, the second is the Wudang Sect, and the third is the Wudou Rice Sect, the first two are the famous righteous sects, while the third is the Wudou Rice Sect, which has split into many factions for various reasons and has become a plate of scattered sand.

The Wudoumi Sect is uneven, there are good people and bad people, and it can no longer be defined as decent or evil, which is a bit neutral.

The Yin-Yang Daoist is the disciple of one of the factions within the Five Doumi Sect, and the people of this faction will want to avenge him, while the people of the other factions will not care whether he lives or dies. This is very different from the other two sects in the Three Qings, if the disciples of the Quanzhen Sect or the Wudang Sect are killed, no matter who the deceased person is, the sect will do its best to track it down to the end and seek justice.

"Okay, let's go find an inn to live in first, and then the inn will take the lead and find a way to contact that Tong Wanhua senior." Jiang Yong ordered in a deep voice.

The Wudang sect responded with a bang, and the group rode horses and ran towards the nearby sparse building complex, leaving a row of deep horseshoe prints on the ground.

Tong Wanhua is famous and has a big temper, and never meets customers casually. If you want to visit him, you have to report it through those nearby shopkeepers, and only with his permission can you get to the Gongyi Village.

The Wudang faction and his entourage found an inn, stayed in it, and had a light meal.

During the banquet, Jiang Yong summoned the innkeeper to the front, stuffed a little money, expressed his intention to visit Tong Wanhua, and informed his identity. The number of them in this group is not large, but they represent the huge Wudang faction and have a big face.

The shopkeeper takes the money to do things, and it doesn't matter who the person who comes, what is the matter with Tong Wanhua, he is only responsible for delivering news and letters. He took the money and turned around and sent the shopkeeper to deliver the news to the Gongyi Village.

The shopkeeper came and went in a hurry, and soon brought a reply letter from Gongyi Village, informing Jiang Yong and the others to stay in the store and wait for the summons from the village. It can be as short as half a day, as long as two or three days, and when Tong Wanhua is free, he will summon them.

After Jiang Yong heard this, he reacted calmly and did not make a statement. But after Jiang Ming heard this, he was very angry, and said angrily: "We are the envoys of the dignified Wudang faction, no matter where we visit, everyone has to be hospitable and go out to greet each other." And this Tong Wanhua is so unreasonable, let us wait here, and we have to wait for two or three days, which is really infuriating. ”

"Ming'er, you can't be rude, and you can't say bad things about Tong seniors behind your back, haven't you seen the bones hanging in front of the Gongyi Village?" Jiang Yong raised his eyebrows when he heard this, and scolded fiercely.

Jiang Ming complained a few more words, but in exchange for only his father's lesson, he felt bored and stopped talking.

This line of Wudang faction people lived in the inn, waited for a day on the left, waited for a long time on the right, and finally waited for a reply from Gongyi Village, and Tong Wanhua invited them into the village for a while.

The village is not a place to enter casually, and if you say the wrong thing or do the wrong thing, you may get into trouble. Jiang Yong planned to enter the village alone for safety reasons. But Jiang Ming didn't give up after hearing this, and he had to go into the village to find out what was going on and get a long way insight. Jiang Yong couldn't be stubborn, so he had to agree, and told his son to follow closely behind him, not to talk nonsense, and not to touch indiscriminately. Jiang Ming happily agreed in order to enter the village.

As for the other Wudang sect members, they don't have this kind of preferential treatment, so they can only stay in the inn and wait.

The father and son of the Jiang family took out the gift box that had been prepared early in the morning, carried it in their hands, and walked out of the inn side by side. The two went all the way to Gongyi Village, walked a hundred feet, and arrived at the entrance of the village.

There is a high wooden fence around the outside of the village, and each stake is more than one person high, so if you don't jump and look, you can't see the situation in the village. There is only one door about a foot wide in the fence, and the door is usually closed. On the right side of the door hangs the Yin Yang Dao people. Pan Xiong's bones have a wooden plaque hanging on the left, which reads "Idlers in Gongyi Village are exempted" in red letters.

Jiang Ming stood under Pan Xiong's bones and pinched his nose to observe for a while.

This Pan Xiong has been dead for a long time, and all that is left is a tattered robe and a pair of bone racks, in fact, the smell has long been gone. The bones swayed in the wind, very quiet. No matter how powerful a martial artist he was in life, how majestic he was, he was just a pile of white bones after death.

"Ming'er, there may be hidden mechanisms everywhere here, remember not to touch them." Jiang Yong said in a deep voice.

"I'm just looking, I'm not going to touch it." Jiang Ming agreed.

Jiang Yong saw that his son was quite honest, so he knocked on the door with peace of mind, and said loudly: "Jiang Yong, the hall master of the Wudang faction, came to visit the elder Tong, and there is someone in the door who listens to things and helps open the door." ”

As soon as the words fell, the door in front of him naturally opened, divided into two sides, and a boy flashed out behind the door, who was eight or nine years old, with a pair of smart little eyes, wearing moon-white satin clothes, and his feet were wearing clean gripping boots.

"The family teacher has been waiting in the village for a long time, so I will take you to meet him. When walking, remember to follow closely behind me, and do not move around, lest you touch the mechanism set up in the village. If you don't listen to me, if you encounter any mechanism or any mistakes, then you can't blame me. The boy said crisply.

"Thank you for the advice, we know the rules, we won't move, you lead the way." Jiang Yong said politely.

"Come with me." The boy turned around and walked inside, looking very leisurely.

The Jiang family father and son followed closely behind and stepped across the gate. As soon as they stepped over with their front feet, they heard the sound of creaking on both sides, and the two open wooden doors actually closed by themselves, showing the magic of the mechanism.

Jiang Ming was very different, and stared back at the wooden door, looking for the mechanism to close and open the door.

The boy didn't wait for the Jiang family father and son, he was still walking forward, and told without looking back: "You have to follow me, only the road I have walked is safe, even if you take a wrong step or step on the wrong brick, you may touch the mechanism." ”

When Jiang Yong heard this, he hurriedly pulled his son's sleeve and followed quickly, not daring to lag behind half a step.

The boy led the way in front, and the father and son of the Jiang family followed behind, watching the situation in the village quickly as they walked.

The ground in this village is paved with jagged bricks, which are laid out in a mess, and it is dizzying to look at. On both sides of the road, many houses were built, and the houses were like square bricks, and they were of different sizes, widths, and narrowness. Some doors are closed, others are open, and there are all kinds of tables, chairs, and benches, but no one lives in them.

In addition to the houses, there are some special things in the village, such as wells, ox carts, stone lions, and so on. These things seem to be scattered in the village, and you don't need to guess to know that there must be hidden mechanisms inside, which is extremely dangerous.

"From here on, you have to be careful, you take note of the bricks I have stepped on, don't step on the wrong one." The boy admonished in front, with smart steps under his feet, according to the direction of the seven stars and eight trigrams, stepping forward again and again, and occasionally jumping forward.

The father and son of the Jiang family were full of spirits, staring at the square bricks that the boy had stepped on, and walked forward without missing a step, not daring to slack off at all. (To be continued......)