Lu Qingfeng was eating tofu brains while thinking about the words of the guests next to him when they were chatting.

There are countless miscellaneous rumors in the county, and strange things happen from time to time, but at this sensitive juncture, as soon as such a thing happens, it really makes people feel that this matter is related to the 'Soul Flag'.

The Banner summons the undead.

Sometimes where the undead gather, the aura changes, and these undead can become visible to the naked eye.

Lu Qingfeng unconsciously set his eyes on the horizon in the southeast.

He had taught Xiao Xun a lot of miscellaneous things back then, and he seemed to have told him about the Soul Flag, but he never talked about it in detail.

Xiao Xun is the prince of the palace, the little prince of gold and jade, although he is lively by nature, loves to play and make trouble, especially the most curious about ghost stories, but Lu Qingfeng has never broken his head, he still understands that some people are not suitable for contact with danger.

"What did I teach him?"

Lu Qingfeng closed his eyes and thought about it carefully, it seemed that he had taught a lot, but it should be very measured.

They are in the Canglan Sword School, majoring in swords, but because their true qi is different, they are all known for their erudition.

There are many unique skills of Jianghu masters, but if you show them a few times in front of them, they may be able to get the hang of it, not to mention how good they are, but they can see through the principle and make a copycat version, which is really not difficult.

Lu Qingfeng also has the most famous pair of sharp eyes in the history of the Canglan Sword Sect for several generations.

When he was young, he didn't concentrate enough, he was curious about everything, and he learned a bunch of messy things, in addition to refining weapons, medicine, beasts and other serious skills, he also knew a little bit about the left side.

He entered the imperial capital, because he liked Xiao Xun's innocent little character, and he had been friends for many years, the two of them were not brothers, they were better than brothers, he called himself a big brother, and played with the child all day long.

Now that Lu Qingfeng thinks about it carefully, he can't remember what he told Xiao Xun.

The two of them are drunk and chatting under the moon every day for half a month, how can he remember how many drunk words he has said after a few years?

"It's not a good thing that kid is too smart."

Xiao Xun doesn't like to read much, and he doesn't like to practice martial arts, he is lively and curious by nature, but he is afraid of hardship and tiredness, and he is also famous in the capital for not being able to write or do anything.

But he's smart, but he's first-class.

If he doesn't say it, he can't forget it, but his memory is good enough, and he usually won't forget what he said.

Countless thoughts flashed in Lu Qingfeng's heart, but they didn't show it on his face. I just like to go out and hang out more and more.

is so carefree, but it makes Doctor Yun worry all day long.

He always felt that according to Lu Qingfeng's pulse, this kid should be in bed, and he had to move, but he didn't have such a spiritual reason.

Seeing that the patient's life was jumping outward, Doctor Yun suspected that his famous doctor's signboard in the past few decades might be smashed on this person.

This day coincides with the 15th day of the seventh month, the Midyear Festival.

The disciples of the Tibetan Sword Villa went out early in the morning.

Since the beginning of the previous dynasty, the Zhongyuan Festival is the most important festival day for the people in this land, and on this day, the common people help the old and the young to go out, worship the ancestors, place river lanterns, and hold various programs.

Disciples of famous sects like Hidden Sword Villa have to carry all kinds of magic weapons, and use their own means to do things and surpass the undead.

"It's cold today."

The wind roared, and the sky was dark.

Lu Qingfeng also had to come out.

He didn't take the carriage, he rode a horse with Ouyang Xue, and led the seven disciples of the Hidden Sword Villa through the street without hurrying, out of the south gate of the county seat, and walked all the way up.

After walking on the road for a while, I saw more than a dozen, dressed differently, some in thin linen clothes, some in shabby cotton jackets, and most of the men, women and children in ragged clothes, sitting on the side of the mountain road, their eyes dull and numb.

Ouyang Xue gently shook the bell hanging on her wrist, and when the crisp bell rang, those figures all showed comfortable expressions.

Lu Qingfeng glanced at it: "This is all outside the city, how can there be so many undead?" ”

He only asked, and then reacted, and couldn't help sighing.

Tong County is a small city with a small population and barren land, and the people live in difficulty.

However, the commercial aspect is still relatively developed, and there are many commercial houses coming and going from the south to the north every year, because the county officials are more honest than other prefectures and counties in the left and near, and they collect less money when they enter the city, and the folk customs are more simple, and the taxes are also passable.

Traveling north and south merchants passing by, they will stop in Tongxian County, and the coming and going has driven the development of local commerce.

When the county government sees the benefits, it can't help but think that it needs to be maintained, and if it wants to develop business well, it first needs to have a smooth road.

Therefore, every year of conscription, the road construction is the priority.

Now Lu Qingfeng and the road they are walking have entered the mountain, but although it is not said to be very flat and wide, compared with the surrounding mountain roads, it is many times better.

This is obviously the Tongxian Yamen who has made great efforts to repair.

At this time, most of the people who served in the conscription were killed.

Now there are only a dozen dead people on the side of the road, which is not the evidence of the crime of the county order of Tongxian County, but shows that the yamen in this place is quite passable.

Before the Xiao Dynasty was settled, in troubled times, no matter what year the people served in the conscription, they would suffer heavy casualties, and it was not like the Xiao Dynasty, which made people serve hard labor at the door of their homes.

Knowing this, Lu Qingfeng was still a little uncomfortable.

"When Ding Yifeng saw this scene, I am afraid it will be even more sad."

Ding Yifeng is different from him, don't look at the two brothers from similar backgrounds, they are both children of famous families, and they are both sons of national teachers, in terms of appearance, they are so handsome that they are half a catty and eight taels, but Ding Yifeng is a serious gentleman, pure and kind-hearted, worried about the country and the people, and there is no room for sand in his eyes.

He, Lu Qingfeng, is different.

Lu Qingfeng folded a leaf and clamped it to his fingertips, and with a slight movement, the leaves attracted nectar, turned into rain and mist, and flew into the mountain roads on both sides.

Since he was a child, he has been paying attention to getting by, as long as there are no problems on the big side, let him be with the light, he doesn't seem to mind very much.

Lu Qingfeng took the leaf into his mouth and blew out a faint tune.

The bell next to it also kept ringing, and the mountain road suddenly became lively, and the sound of rustling was accompanied by the sound of talking, talking and laughing, I don't know at first glance, I am afraid that I would never think that this is Ouyang Xue is overspending the undead, and the people are rushing to the big gathering at that time.

The speed of the group is not slow, and they are getting higher and higher, half of the sky is red, it looks like fire, but the weather is getting colder and colder.

The disciples of the Tibetan Sword Villa are not afraid of the cold.

Lu Qingfeng had already prepared, and took out a cloak with a lapel and big hair from his baggage and put it on his body.

Ouyang Lin: "......"

The seven-and-a-half-year-old junior brother of their family will not wrap themselves into a ball because of a little yin qi.

This is really the vicissitudes of Senior Brother Lu?

"Get down."

The top of his head suddenly weighed, Ouyang Lin's whole person lay on the horse's head as if it was broken, and when he saw Lu Qingfeng spit it out lightly, the leaves in his mouth flew out instantly, only to hear a howl on his head.

Ouyang Lin was startled in his heart, his body lightened, and when he straightened up, he saw an undead spirit as thin as a piece of paper, with a belly as big as a bucket, falling to the ground, calling vaguely in his mouth, curled up on the ground, and kept opening his mouth to bite.

There was a large area of land around, and the grass blades were withered and yellow, and they were black layer by layer.

"The Starving?"

Ouyang Lin was shocked, "This kind of thing can also run out?" ”

Lu Qingfeng smiled: "What about the Midyear Festival, what is new?" Kid, you haven't been away from home before, have you? If you go for another three years and five years, you won't be surprised. ”

Ouyang Xue slapped the scabbard, Lu Qingfeng reached out to catch the Qiushui Sword, turned around and stabbed a sword into a huge pine tree next to him, covering the sky and the sun.

A cloud of cold light suddenly erupted from the trunk of the tree, and several small squirrels probed out of the leaves and rushed towards Lu Qingfeng.

He didn't return the sword either, he just carried it in his hand casually, picking up all kinds of irrational demons along the way.

Ouyang Lin could faintly hear all kinds of chirping not far away.

"There's a living person coming, it's so fierce!"

"A living person who can use a sword is particularly fierce!"

"It's scary!"

"No, it's good-looking!"

“……”

How many mid-year festivals, he has also taken turns, it is still a vigil, it has always been solemn, even the ghosts are more than Sven on this day, where have I seen such a scene, it is dizzying, and his mouth is even more open.

The young master is so calm!

Sure enough, he still has too little knowledge.

Halfway through the journey, I saw disciples of other sects left and right, and there were quite a few of them, in groups of three or five, in an endless stream.

The people of Mojiabao also arrived.

This time, it was brightly dressed, all changed into a crimson leather robe, one person and two horses, the eagle flew in the sky, and a few wolf dogs with black and bright fur on the ground and tall bodies galloped wildly.

"Mo Yusheng."

Lu Qingfeng beckoned.

A young man wearing a red fox cloak suddenly turned his head, his eyelids jumped, he turned around and walked to Lu Qingfeng's side before turning around and riding with him.

This is also a young man, about twenty years old, bronzed skin, very thin, but the muscles are tight and powerful, the facial features are deep and distinct, as if there is a little Hu blood, but very handsome.

He looked at Ouyang Xue, approached Lu Qingfeng and said, "Why are you here?" ”

"This is not your house, I can't come?"

Mo Yusheng shook his head: "If it's okay if it's my house, you can break in, even if you break into the forbidden land, at most my father will be scolded a few words." ”

"But you can't come here, everyone is here for Xiao Xun, the son of King Xian, you have a good relationship with Xiao Xun, everyone knows, my father ordered me to bring someone over, and he also handed a note, saying that if you see you, it is best to join forces with someone to capture you first, so as to save trouble."

A group of famous children next to him: "......"

Ahem, everyone understands in their hearts, but how can they say this?

This person is no longer powerful now, and he is also a disciple of Canglan, the national teacher Chen Ling is Zhishi, or should he be respected?

Lu Qingfeng rolled his eyes.

Mo Yu has grown an evil villain face, but his temperament is very indescribable.

At this time, a cloud of fireworks suddenly erupted on the side of the mountain not far away.

As the fireworks got brighter and brighter, in the blink of an eye, there was a bang around, and everyone used their own means to quickly leave.

Ouyang Lin: "This is the discovery of the son of King Xian...... What about Lu Gongzi? ”

Lu Qingfeng has disappeared.

Ouyang Xue was also gone.

The mountain in the southern suburbs of Tong County, the strange rocks are rugged, the grass and trees are vigorous, this is a nameless mountain, but there are also local woodcutters who give it a nickname, named Zhu Mountain, because of the mountain cave **, the natural formation of crystal beads and get the name.

Lu Qingfeng is quite familiar with this mountain.

He used to come and play when he was younger.

Therefore, he knows a little more than outsiders, the whole nameless mountain, the mountains are also ordinary, and the water is also ordinary, but there is a mountain peak in the east, and the peaks naturally form one stone after another, and the stones form a small maze, which is not very powerful, and it is not lethal, but it is easy for ordinary people to enter and difficult to get out.

Because of this characteristic, I don't know how to spread it, some villagers in the vicinity believe that the maze is protecting the Immortal Cave Mansion.

"Since it is the Immortal Cave Mansion, if these people don't build a shrine to worship and worship, they will only do evil, and they will not be able to do a hole in their brains?"

In those years of war, many poor families in the local area could not afford to support their children, or the elderly were sick and had no money for treatment, so parents and filial sons and grandchildren threw their children and sick people into the depths of the maze and left them to fend for themselves.

Most of them were thrown in, and only one died.

There are too many people who die, there are more yin spirits, and there are more and more strange rumors.

Lu Qingfeng was very talented when he was a child, when his master passed by, he saw him looking for someone to buy everywhere, and he couldn't help but buy someone, and he was afraid that he would have a long night and a lot of dreams, so he hurriedly took the child away, and he didn't care about the gentlemanly demeanor of the Canglan Sword Sect.

He is talented and naturally eye-catching, and the yin spirits are very interested in a young little thing like him, which is full of aura and has no protection, and always teases him, Lu Qingfeng has always been in a situation at home, and it is several times more difficult than his brother to take it.

"Maybe it's because of this that I sold myself, and my father and mother acquiesced."

Lu Qingfeng walked for a moment, couldn't help laughing, shook his head and trotted all the way along the mountain road.

The dense Yin Spirits were all slowly moving in one direction, and Lu Qingfeng was not worried about taking the wrong path.

Occasionally, he could see the yin spirit that had teased him before, so he pointed and nodded the yin spirit to him, and the other party sat on the side of the road in a daze.

"Xiao Xun!"

There was a sudden shout in the distance.

Lu Qingfeng looked up and saw a 'rabbit' popping out of the mountainside.

Xiao Xun looked like a rabbit at this time, with red eyes, tears in his eyes, sobbing and choking, looking around, panicking, not even knowing how to dodge, so he staggered and ran away on the flattest and most conspicuous mountain road.

Behind the eagle flying dog barked, the treasure of the magic weapon soared into the sky.

Seeing that more than a dozen swords, three knives, as well as folding fans, wooden sticks, magic staffs, and even meteor hammers, were about to smash on his back, Lu Qingfeng had no choice but to fly over, pick up the rabbit and run with him.

With a whoosh, a sword brushed his scalp.

"Wow!"

Xiao Xun curled up on all fours, and Lu Qingfeng carried the collar, stumbling to follow him, howling and crying as he ran, crying and sobbing.

Lu Qingfeng's ears were blown up by his crying, and he turned around and yelled at Mo Yusheng: "I have bald hair, you will pay for it!" ”

Mo Yusheng's footsteps did not stop at all: "How to compensate?" Hair growth lotion for you? Or cut my own hair for you. ”

The huge black eagle rushed straight to Lu Qingfeng's front door, and was kicked by him and hit the mountain wall, and flew away with a long roar.

"Don't let your eagle chase me, it stinks."

Lu Qingfeng said angrily.

Mo Yusheng said: "Give me the spirit flag, and I won't chase it." ”

Lu Qingfeng grinded his teeth and glared at the 'rabbit' in his hand: "Give it to them." ”

Xiao Xun just didn't hear it, and didn't let go.

Lu Qingfeng had no choice but to say: "If you don't go back, I'll make one for you again, there should still be materials for the Hidden Sword Villa." ”

Mo Yusheng: "...... Be careful! ”

There was a cliff in front of him, Lu Qingfeng grabbed Xiao Xun, and he didn't even stop at his feet, and jumped down directly.

"Ahh

Xiao Xun hugged Lu Qingfeng's arm and screamed with his eyes closed.

There was only this scream, and the aftermath was lingering.

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