"I'll go to the Dragon Kiln to find a passage to the Gray Realm, and you're waiting for me here." Mo Wuwen remembered that Liu Borang beware of the little demon, could what happened in Longming Mountain be a bitter plan? He was a little ashamed of his suspicions.

But the heart of defense is indispensable, let alone demons.

There is an early van to Dongmingshan, in order to save money, I don't take a taxi, prepare porcelain, refining demon pots, dry food and water bags and set off to Dongmingshan.

There are not many people going to Dongmingshan in the early morning, and there are only three or two people in the car.

"You also went to Dongmingshan to look for celadon?" The driver is also looking for a conversation to pass the time.

"What celadon?"

"Since yesterday, when people were falling and falling on Dongming Mountain, the entire Shunzi City has been rumored to have the ruins of Zhang Tianshi's dragon kiln in the Dongming Mountain Range, don't you know?

"Oh." I don't know who is thinking about who is spreading the news.

"Where are you going?" The driver stopped the car and stretched out the window to ask the two people on the side of the road who showed their hands to stop

"Dongming Mountain."

The driver opened the door, and Mo Wuwen saw two familiar figures getting into the car, the two people who attacked him in Longming Mountain, and they didn't even change their clothes and pants.

The two of them glanced at him when they walked past him, and pretended not to know each other and sat in the back row of the bus.

"Ding Ding Ding Ding" The mobile phone rang, and it was He Tiankun again.

"Wuwen, you go downstairs, we will go to Dongming Mountain immediately."

"I'm in the car."

"Where are you going?"

"Dongming Mountain."

"Why are you going to Dongming Mountain alone, then you are waiting for us by the willow tree at the entrance of the village."

"Liucun side...", before he finished speaking, the other party hung up the phone.

When Wuwen turned around, the two people sitting in the back row hurriedly lowered their heads and pretended to play with their mobile phones.

The car was driven to the foot of Dongming Mountain, and when Mo Wuwen got off at the entrance of the village in advance, the two people were also dodging and following him, and Mo Wuwen suddenly accelerated and ran at the three-way intersection, turning behind a big rock.

When the two arrived, they were dumbfounded, not knowing where to chase.

And Mo Wuwen, who was hiding behind the rock, quietly touched it, and picked up the wooden stick is a hard stick, one fell to the ground in response, and the other did not have time to escape, and fell to the ground again with a stick.

"Who are you?" The majestic Mo Wuwen held a stick in his hand and stepped on the fallen man.

"Big brother spares his life, it's none of our business."

"Say, or break your legs." For some people to come, intimidation is the best shortcut to tell the truth.

"It's someone we don't know and let us follow you and knock you out, we really don't know about the rest."

"Tell the truth." Mo Wuwen's foot stepped on it a little harder.

"Ah, it's true, uncle, he gave us five thousand dollars, and then called us to tell us where you are going."

"What about the phone number?"

"It doesn't show up, and I don't know why he has my phone number."

", don't let me see you again."

"Knowing that I am going to Longming Mountain, knowing that I am going to Dongming Mountain, only the little demon knows, is all this his arrangement? No way, there's something strange about it. Mo Wuwen walked in the direction of the willow tree, and secretly observed that no one seemed to follow him anymore.

By the willow tree, next to the pile of rocks, as expected, Liu Bo sat on the stone pier and smoked dry cigarettes.

"How did you know I was coming?"

"Duty, the duty of the Heavenly Master's guard."

"That's not what you asked." Anyway, Mo Wuwen is also used to Liu Bo's eccentric character.

"Nothing, get in the car." The creaking black SUV stopped on the side of the road, and He Tiankun, who poked his head out of the window, kept waving.

"Uncle Liu, then I'll go to Dongming Mountain first."

"Go ahead and wish them good luck."

Sitting in the car, at the foot of Dongming Mountain, you can see the fresh green of the terraced fields, and the occasional willow cicada on the side of the road exudes a strong pastoral atmosphere.

Looking up at the sky, the pale gray clouds are solemnly coiled on the mountains, silent, giving people a solemn feeling.

"Why are you in Dongming Mountain, unheard?"

"If you don't come, then I'll go treasure hunting alone."

"Originally, I was waiting for someone to go together in a few days, but the entire Shunzi City has spread rumors that there are treasures in Dongming Mountain, and we can't let others take the lead."

He Tiankun's explanation is flawless, but Mo Wuwen always feels a bit far-fetched.

"The weather forecast says there's heavy rain tonight, so I hope the fucking forecast doesn't work." Zhao Mingxuan, who was holding the steering wheel, lit the cigarette handed by He Tiankun, and said with a smoke ring.

This time up the mountain, there are several large and small bags, and the largest and heaviest bag must have fallen to the shoulder of the end of the Wuwen, "Lao He, what is so heavy." “

"Tent, or you'll sleep on the hill at night." He Tiankun also carried a bag and a bag.

"Do you spend the night in the mountains!"

"What are you afraid of, I have a peachwood sword demon subduing charm, see the demon and subdue the demon, see the ghost and get rid of the ghost." Zhao Mingxuan carried his bag and motioned for everyone to set off on the mountain.

"Look, there are also groups of people going up the mountainside."

"Lao He, who is anyone, are you a ghost again." Mo Wuwen smiled.

"There are treasures in Dongming Mountain, and there are many people who go up the mountain to hunt for treasures, Lao He, Wuwensheng sit down and rest." The obese Zhao Mingxuan sat panting on the stone while wiping his sweat.

The sound of horses' hooves, "Pilot...", a group of officers and soldiers in iron helmets and light armor rode their horses.

The leader has five locks of long beard and chest, holding a big knife, as if Guan Erye is reincarnated, "Who are you waiting for, dare to break into the forbidden land of the official mansion." ”

"What the hell!" He Tiankun was so frightened that he threw away his backpack and ran.

"Don't panic." Zhao Mingxuan grabbed his arm and pulled out a peachwood sword and pointed it at the officers and soldiers.

"Yu Thorn History, these people are dressed in strange clothes, and they may be Khitan spies."

"Catch them for me."

The crowd dismounted and approached step by step with knives and guns.

"The world has shifted." Mo Wuwen's first thought was this, and he hurriedly shouted to them, "Go quickly, you can't fight hard." ”

But Zhao Mingxuan still had words in his mind, and waved his peachwood sword to meet the enemy.

Listening only to the sound of webbing, the peachwood sword was lifted into the sky and flipped helplessly in the air.

"Ghost, ghost..."This time it was Zhao Mingxuan's turn to turn pale, and he fell to the ground and rolled down the mountain.

Mo Wuwen also ran desperately down the mountain, hit the crooked branch tree and fell to the ground, when the enemy's sword and gun came, he held the porcelain piece he took out and waved it, the blue light flashed, and the soldier quickly retreated three feet.

Mo Wuwen held the porcelain piece and pressed his legs, bent down and gasped, but saw arrows shooting towards him like needles.

"It's dead." Mo Wuwen closed his eyes and danced the porcelain pieces, whirring.

All of a sudden, everything fell silent.

When Mo Wuwen opened his eyes, there were only wild trees in chaos, and the officers and soldiers didn't know where to go in an instant.

"Lao He, Lao He, Professor Zhao, Professor Zhao." Mo Wuwen searched everywhere and shouted loudly.

"Here, the ghost walks away." He Tiankun, whose legs were trembling, stood up from behind the pile of rubble.

"Let's go, it's okay, what about Professor Zhao?"

"I'm here." Zhao Mingxuan, who was covered in grass, crawled out of the grass.

"Let's go, let's go find our luggage."

"Brother Wuwen, I just saw you use the porcelain piece to wave a few times and the ghost is gone, with this treasure, I'm not afraid that I won't find the Heavenly Master Bottle." Greed made Zhao Mingxuan forget his fear.

"I'm going back." He Tiankun muttered, his face full of reluctance.

"Of course you go, you can't do it if you don't go." Zhao Mingxuan's eyes stared straight in the direction of the dragon kiln.