Chapter Eighty-Five: Assemble

He was in a cold sweat, and hurriedly let go of the big man, looking left and right, but he was in a woodland, there was only one road in this woodland, and the starting point was a house that looked like an inn not far away.

And on the other side of the road, it winds and turns, leading to the endless darkness in the distance.

"Hey, there's another one, wait three or two, and our team can be considered alive." ”

It was an old man with half-white hair who spoke, and he was standing in front of Zhou Mingyang, and there was a thin girl and a young man dressed as a noble-dressed son.

The rich young man glanced at him,

"Boy, you don't look like a child of a family, which sect are you from?"

"Hello, hello big brother, what, I'm from the Mixed Ice River Sect. ”

The young man's face was puzzled, and it was evident that he was a little uncomfortable with his nondescript greetings.

"Oh, it turned out to be a disciple of the first sect in the Northern Regions, no wonder it looks so interesting. ”

As soon as the young man folded his fan, he said to the people,

"I said everyone, anyway, this path will only be opened by eight people, so let's not waste it here, how about going to the precursor dwelling to rest?"

Those few people agreed when they heard it, only Zhou Mingyang was a little puzzled,

What is enough for eight people, the residence of the forerunners? Why doesn't the master know anything?

He hurriedly grabbed the skinny girl and asked what was going on.

That girl's name is Fang Tang, and she is a disciple of the Flower Moon Sect, and she learned from her mouth,

Although there are countless paths to the secluded path of this Water Moon Mirror Flower, they have a common characteristic:

There are at least eight people on the road together, and this secluded road will truly lead to the Water Moon Mirror Flower.

And the Forerunner's Residence, I don't know when it has always existed, and over time it has become a place for everyone to rest and adjust before stepping on the path to the secluded road.

Sugar cubes can be regarded as knowing everything, and after explaining this, she politely bowed her hand to Zhou Mingyang,

"You are from the Binghe Sect, our Flower Moon Sect has always been good friends with your sect, this time on the road to the secluded road, please take care of it a lot. ”

"Needless to say, the disciples of our two sects are naturally in the same spirit, and they must help each other, to tell you the truth, I am not an ordinary acquaintance with the Blue Smoke Elder of your sect. ”

"Ah, really? Senior brother actually knows my master? That's really fate, dare to ask Senior Brother's surname?"

Sugar cube looked a little excited.

"Ah, what do you call me Wang Biao. ”

Zhou Mingyang habitually let Biao Zi stand up to the thunder, just kidding, don't say that the old woman with blue smoke doesn't deal with him at all.

Just the last time he went to the Valley of Ten Thousand Beasts, he had offended so many disciples of the Flower Moon Sect, and it was inevitable that he would be remembered by someone with a heart, how dare he report his real name at this moment.

The Precursor dwelling had everything, food, tea, beds and even a practice room, and it looked like someone had been taking care of it, which surprised the few people.

When the young man saw this, he snorted,

"These are just some clever illusions, you don't have to make a fuss, but since we want to go on the road together, we will naturally score a superior and inferior, especially the treasure at the end of the road, who owns it, or discuss it as soon as possible, so as not to cause trouble again. ”

The rude man listened and raised his head,

"Yang Tong, the people haven't been gathered yet, you're in a hurry!"

Yang Tong glanced at him a little unpleasantly, but he didn't say anything more.

Is there a baby at the end of the road?

Zhou Mingyang looked at Fang Tang suspiciously, and Fang Tang explained in a low voice:

It turns out that before entering the Water Moon Mirror Flower, there is a treasure at the end of each path, and it is impossible to know what it is, but it is clear that only the first person who walks through the path can obtain it.

The gray-haired old man saw Zhou Mingyang and Fang Tang muttering, and smiled contemptuously,

"You two little dolls haven't even grown their hair to participate in some kind of trial? According to the old man, it is better to find a place to have a good relationship and love. ”

He spoke lightly, and Fang Tang's face turned red with anger when he heard it.

"That's right, but I think those old bones, already dying, but people who come out to touch porcelain everywhere are even more hateful, you say that you are too old to find a good place to rest, you have to come to the water and moon mirror flowers to join in the fun, in case of something unexpected in the wind and rain, it is not for no reason to cause trouble to the people. ”

For these verbal swords, Zhou Mingyang has always been good at it.

Where did the old man expect that his pump mouth cannon would be so powerful, and he almost fainted out of breath,

"What a sharp-toothed boy, but he is just a disciple of the Ice River Sect, and his courage is not small, are you afraid that you are tired of being crooked, right? ”

"I'm not bold, you have a lot of music, the scattered people in the Northern Regions, have you ever heard of the big tiger on land? ”

"The Great Tiger of the Land?"

The old man was a little surprised,

"Yes, there is a poem that praises: The big tiger on land, the little white dragon in the waves, kicking the old woman, punching the pulsatilla, is despicable. ”

The old man thought for a long time before he realized that this kid was making fun of him,

"I'm afraid you don't want to live!"

The old man rushed in front of him with an arrow, and was ready to make a move.

Zhou Mingyang was not afraid at all, he rolled up his arms and sleeves,-for-tat.

On the other hand, the sugar cube on one side had already stood on the other side of the old man, her left hand pressed into her coat pocket, looking ready to go.

"Okay, I said everyone, this road is not smooth, it can be said that it is difficult and dangerous along the way, there are many difficulties, and when the time comes, we need to cooperate sincerely and help each other. ”

That Yang Tong kept shaking his fan and laughing at Mimi's side to watch the excitement, until the two sides were about to make a move, so he stopped it.

"Since Yang Gongzi has spoken, I will definitely give this face. ”

The old man saw that the two of them had formed a left-right attack, and it was a little difficult to ride a tiger, and when he saw Yang Tong open his mouth, he immediately got off the donkey.

It looks like this pretending boy brother has a bit of strength, and he has been here before, and he is very familiar with everything here.

Zhou Mingyang also put away his posture, he glanced at Yang Tong, and secretly summed up in his heart.

After this little episode, everyone went to their rooms to rest, Zhou Mingyang lay on the cork bed and closed his eyes for a while, just got up and went to the window to see the scenery, but heard a gust of wind in his ears.

Push the window and look outside, but I don't know when a pair of middle-aged brothers came to the courtyard wall of the inn, one of these two people is holding a knife, the other is playing with a sword, and they are gesturing and feeding.

I'm rubbing, these two people's martial arts skills are not bad.

Zhou Mingyang still has some research on swordsmanship, and he secretly compares it, afraid that with his current strength, he can't deal with any of them.

When the sun was about to set, a somewhat obese young man walked in with his feet raised, his eyes were not big, and when he smiled, his eyes became a line, and he was cute and cute.

Maybe it was because he was both male and of the same age, Zhou Mingyang felt inexplicably kind when he saw him, and he enthusiastically led him in to pick a room, and talked for a long time.

This fat man's name is Bi Huan, he is eighteen years old this year, but he is not a disciple of a family or sect, he has been living with his father since his mother died when he was a child, and then his father provoked a wicked person, was seriously injured, and died of illness within a few years, he practiced martial arts alone, and wanted to find the wicked man to take revenge.

But unexpectedly, on his way to take revenge, the wicked man first suffered a catastrophe at home, and while walking on the road, he was smashed in the head by a stone falling from the sky, and he was killed on the spot.

The wicked man's family background was illustrious, and he believed that he was secretly ambushed by the poisonous hand, and sent people to seek revenge on him many times.

He had to wander from place to place, wandering everywhere, and was rescued by an old boxer when he was being chased and killed.

The old boxer runs a martial arts gym alone, and he has no children and no daughters under his knees, and he sees that others are honest, and he is quite good to him, treating him as his own, and he just saw that the days were getting better, but the boxer suddenly became seriously ill, visited famous doctors, and scattered all his family wealth to no avail.

Until a healer gave him some pointers:

It is said that the old boxer was bitter cold when he was young, and now he is sick like a mountain, and it is not difficult to cure this disease, the prescription is easy, and the medicinal materials are not expensive, but the medicine is difficult to find.

The snake gall of a two-headed snake is required.

That two-headed snake was originally a rare thing, even in the main habitat of the beast clan, it was not common in the West Niuhe Prefecture, let alone in the northern region of the East Victory Divine Prefecture in this suffering?

Just when he was anxious and didn't know what to do,

Someone told him that the Water Moon Mirror Flower was about to be opened, and it was full of treasures, rare birds and beasts, and if he couldn't keep it, there would be a two-headed snake, even if there was no two-headed snake, as long as he could get one or two treasures, he would have a reward to cure the disease, and it would be difficult to protect those doctors, and the doctors would not help.

Zhou Mingyang listened to him babble so much, and was inexplicably moved in his heart:

I didn't expect this product to look silly and silly, but he is still a person who knows gratitude, and he is really unseemly.

As soon as the fat man came, there were seven people in the Precursor's house, and everyone waited eagerly until the sun was half set, and it was already evening, and two women walked in one after the other.

In front of her was a tall woman in a black cloak, with a graceful figure, and as soon as she appeared, the attention of the rest of the men in the room was attracted except for the sugar cubes.

The last one to come in was a very young girl, who walked in slowly, carrying a knife in her left arm.

Yes, it was indeed a knife, and it was surprisingly wide, in stark contrast to her thin arms.

When the little girl came in, the white-haired old man was still standing at the gate of the courtyard in a daze at the back of the tall woman who had walked before, until the scabbard she was holding in her hand touched the wall and made a sound, and the old man turned around in surprise.

"Go, where did the little girl come from, still carrying such a big knife, it's a joke, the number of people here is enough, you better go home and drink milk." ”

The old man looked back and counted the number of people, and waved at her with a look of disgust.

The little girl was unconscious, and still walked slowly ahead.

"You're deaf, the old man can't hear what he says!"

When the old man saw that the rest of the people's eyes were looking at this side, he suddenly felt that he had lost face.

He stepped forward and shoved her shoulder.

The girl frowned slightly, she slammed the knife horizontally with her left hand, and with a snort, the knife slammed into the old man with its scabbard.

Where did the old man think that she dared to fight back, and hurriedly blocked it down with both hands.

I heard only a muffled sound.

The whole person was like a kite with a broken string and flew out three or four feet away and fell to the ground, with blood foaming on his mouth and nose, everyone looked sideways, and the fat man couldn't help but exclaim.

The girl walked unhurriedly towards the guest room as if nothing had happened, still holding the knife in her left hand.