The rope soars in the green mist, whirring the wind. But the strange thing is that the rope has been flying for a long time and still hasn't flown out of the green mist, Xu Ye looked up and down, left and right, and said, "I don't hear it." The fog on the surface of the earth is like a thin dot, and we may be able to see the shape of the ground clearly when we go down. ”

When the rope landed on the ground, Xu Ye suddenly shouted: "We didn't fly out of place at all, you see this abrupt stone is the stone we stepped on before taking off!" ”

"Master, Master!" Li Xiaomai suddenly danced and shouted with joy.

"Xiaomai, are you crazy?" The green mangs gradually dispersed, and Li Xiaohe could see Li Xiaomai's somewhat crazy eyes.

"Look, the grass is green!" Li Xiaomai stomped the grass under his feet and shouted.

"Yes, Master, have we returned to the world? Brother Xu, Brother Xu~" Li Xiao and his first reaction was whether Xu Ye crossed back with them.

"Yes, yes, we're back in the world, Xiaohe." Xu Ye was also delighted, leaned down and pulled the grass under his nose, sniffed it, took a deep breath, and said, "The smell of grass is really fucking fragrant!" ”

The green mist gradually receded, the bright moon hung in the sky, Mo Wuwen put away the rope to the sky and looked around to look for Tiangang Tower, there were dotted lights under the mountain, there were no lights of cars coming and going, it seemed that they did not seem to have crossed to the modern Shunzi City.

"Master, what era do you think we will travel to?" Li Xiaomai stood on the rock, looking into the distance, hoping to find some clues.

"I didn't see Tiangang Tower, maybe it's from the wrong angle, let's go ahead and take a look." Mo Wuwen walked through the grass.

"Master, that's Tiangang Pagoda." Li Xiao and the sharp-eyed were familiar with Longming Mountain, and at a glance, they recognized the Tiangang Pagoda with the spire exposed in the distance.

"Let's go, let's go and see if there are any Celestial Master Talismans in the tower." Mo Wuwen said.

As they walked, there was the sound of people panting and clanging footsteps down the hill, and they hurriedly hid behind the rocks on the side of the road. I saw a strong man stop, bending over, pressing his knees with both hands, panting, looking in the direction of Tiangang Tower, and muttering to himself, "It's okay, it's okay, it's finally coming~" After finishing speaking, he took a few breaths and ran forward.

"Follow him." Mo Wuwen whispered softly and tiptoed after the strong man, and after a long time the footsteps stopped and the rumbling sound was heard. Mo Wuwen hurriedly ran over, only to see the strong man motionless and pounced on the blood-spattered stone steps.

"Master, what should I do?" On a moonlit night in the barren mountains, Li Xiaohe thought that the strong man would die in front of them out of thin air, so that others could see if they would be wronged as murderers.

Mo Wuwen squatted down and turned the strong man's body over to see if there was anything to be saved, the bright red blood stains on the stone steps were smashed by the strong man falling to the ground, but it could be seen that the corner of the strong man's mouth was bleeding out of a different blood, it was brown and black blood. The strong man's eyes were dull and indifferent, without any brilliance like a white fish's eyes. Mo Wuwen stretched out his fingers and tried under the strong man's nose, but he didn't breathe at all. Mo Wuwen is also going to try if the strong man has a heartbeat, and in case it is just shock, he will have a heart massage for first aid.

Knock knock, chaotic footsteps came from behind them, "Quick, quick, Xie Dalang should be going to Tiangang Tower!" ”

Mo Wuwen leaned down and didn't have time to listen to the strong man's heartbeat, three or five people had already arrived, and they shouted at Mo Wuwen, "What are you doing!" ”

"We saw people lying on the ground and came over to see what was going on." Li Xiaomai thought to himself that at this time, they really jumped into the Yellow River and couldn't wash it clean.

"Murder!" When those people saw the strong man lying in a pool of blood, their faces were blurred, and they immediately ran down the mountain in fright.

"What to do, Master." Li Xiaohe immediately asked.

"Escape, life is unfamiliar, and we don't know when we will cross over!" Li Xiaomai shouted without thinking.

"Look at the men who are dressed in short shirts or shirts that do not exceed the knees, with scarves on their heads, and straw sandals on their feet. I think it should be the costume of the Song Dynasty. Xu Ye looked at the distant figure of the mountain people and said.

"Let's go, people are catching up with us, and we are murderers. You can see that Master's clothes are still stained with blood. Li Xiaomai said worriedly.

Someone chased after him at the bottom of the mountain, and if he went down the mountain, he would throw himself into the net. In the end, they could only go up the mountain and climb down the other side of the Longming Mountain.

"Right there, which murderers ran up the hill!" The mountainside people rushed over with torches, and their shouts were clearly heard.

"Master, you are hiding in the bushes, and I will go and lead them away." Li Xiaomai thought that they were walking slowly, and they were about to be caught up by the mountain people. Suddenly, Li Xiaomai heard a commotion behind him, and turned around to see Xu Ye clutching the grass tightly with both hands, and his body had almost fallen halfway. Li Xiaohe hurriedly grabbed Xu Ye's arm and pulled him into the trap of the hunter cloth with Li Xiaomai.

"Let's go." Mo Wuwen saw that the mountain people had already chased them in their direction with torches when they heard the sound, but they had not yet run far. In front of the mountain road, many villagers with knives, forks, sticks, hoes, iron palladium, etc., blocked their way, and behind them were angry villagers with farm tools.

"Look where you're going!" Mountain crossings, narrow places. A strong man with a large knife shouted at Mo Wuwen and them.

"We didn't kill the man, he fell to his death." Li Xiaomai hurriedly wanted to explain clearly to the mountain people.

"You nonsense, where does his blood come from!" The strong man yelled as he pointed to Mo Wuwen's blood-stained clothes.

"He thought that people were not dead, and he wanted to save people who were stained with blood. I think you guys really bite Lu Dongbin, you don't know good people's hearts! When Li Xiaomai saw so many people, he thought that if he could escape, he simply went out and shouted at the mountain people.

"Fight hard, beat them to death to avenge Xie Dalang!" The strong man raised the knife in his hand and prepared to rush over.

"Don't mess around, we'll take them to the official yamen. Kill for your life! A slightly older mountaineer blocked the strong man.

"Hey, who are they? How to wear such strange clothes. ”

"Tanguts, Tibetans, Khitans?"

"It's not like it, I don't know which country in the Western Regions is from, it may be from Daqin." The mountain people looked at Mo Wuwen, and they dressed and began to talk about it.

"No matter who they are, arrest them and send them to Wang Zhi County for disposal, Wang Zhi County will definitely enforce the law impartially."

"What should I do, Master?" Li Xiaohe asked at a loss.

"Master, the mountain people are also making peace temporarily. You see the hill on the right is not steep, and they think we don't dare to run away from there. Let's jump, how about it? Li Xiaomai looked at the hillside and said.

"We didn't kill anyone, so why run away?" Li Xiaohe was a little puzzled.

"Don't think about it, everybody jump. Be careful! Mo Wuwen thought to himself that it was not difficult to escape from this hillside, let alone Xu Ye, a geologist who crossed the mountains and mountains. And the two brothers Li Xiaomai come from the mountains to the mountains, and this hillside is nothing.

Mo Wuwen took the lead in jumping downhill, and Xu Ye also jumped downhill. The moment Li Xiaomai jumped down, he heard Li Xiaohe's scream, and hurriedly turned around to see Li Xiaomai being dragged back by the mountain people, Li Xiaomai hurriedly returned to the hillside and prepared to snatch Li Xiaohe.

The sound of the mountain people hit with a stick, Li Xiaomai rolled and dodged the stick and swept it towards the mountain people, and the mountain people fell in response to the sound.

"Stop. Otherwise, I will kill him with a sword. The strong man's knife stand was on Li Xiaomai's neck, glaring at Li Xiaomai and yelling at him.

Without saying a word, Li Xiaomai threw the wooden stick on the ground, stood motionless, and let the mountain people tie him up and hold him beside Li Xiaohe.

When Mo Wuwen jumped down the slope, he heard the noise behind him and quickly turned around, and when he saw that the two brothers Li Xiaomai were arrested, they hurriedly climbed up the slope.

"I don't know it, if you go up, you will be sent to death." Xu Ye pulled Mo Wuwen and said.

"Brother Xu, you go, you have a chance to save us again. I can't leave them behind in the ancient times where I didn't know each other! After hearing this, he continued to drag the village branch upward.

"It's hard to do it together." Xu Ye didn't say much, and climbed up with Mo Wuwen.

The mountain people were a little surprised to see Mo Wuwen and they climbed up with their bare hands, and they all pointed at them with farm tools.

Mo Wuwen raised his hands and said to the mountain people: "We really didn't kill the man, we didn't know him in our lives, and we didn't rob money, why should we kill him?" ”

"Who are you, what are you doing sneakily in Longming Mountain?"

"We came to Dongmingshan to harvest tea and accidentally got lost." Mo Wuwen thought that he would stay in the house for a few days, so that he could make up some customs and customs, and it was not easy to show his stuffing.

"Where?" The mountain people did not leave the gate, and they had never heard of the name of this place.

"Tibet."

"Are you Tibetan?" The mountain people looked at Mo Wuwen strangely, and felt that the appearance was no different from them.

"The Han people just live in the country and do some business back and forth."

"Boss Jiang, don't listen to his nonsense. Regardless of whether they are the ones who killed Da Lang or not, send them to the official yamen! The strong man interrupted their conversation impatiently.

"Xie Dalang doesn't have any knife wounds on his body, is it really that he is destined to die today?" Boss Jiang muttered to himself.

"I don't believe the fortune teller, I think there must be a ghost in this matter!" The strong man said angrily.

"Boss Jiang, what about these people?" The mountain people grabbed the bound Mo Wuwen and asked.

"Send the officer. They said that they came from Tibet, and it may be a spy of Western Xia. Boss Jiang waved his hand and escorted them down the mountain.

The sky is gradually whitening. In the early morning of Longming Mountain, birds fly and cry in the wind, and everything seems to be peaceful. However, the heart of Mo Wuwen, who walked down the stone steps, could not calm down at all, looking for an opportunity to escape the control of the mountain people. But they were all bound and sturdy, and there was no chance for them to escape.

When the mountain people escorted Mo Wuwen down the mountain, they met the officers and soldiers passing by and patrolling, and asked, "Boss Jiang, who are they?" ”

"Official. When Xie Dalang died for no reason on Longming Mountain, these people were sneakily beside Xie Dalang, and we caught them and asked the officials to deal with them. Boss Jiang arched his hand and said.

"Boss Jiang, people will take us away, and I will escort them to the magistrate for interrogation."