How dangerous it is to go to Hongmen

The mysterious six are like that

Hongmen Feast!

This woman set me and Zhang Chengyong with the natural "Hongmen Banquet" that was enough to kill.

Back then, Liu Bang had no choice but to go to the banquet for the sake of the world.

He had to go, and there was no reason not to.

And now, this woman naturally gave the two of us a reason to go.

This reason is naturally Xiaomei.

"I know that the two of you are anxious about your friend's condition, maybe I can help you solve this Miao Jiang Gu poison."

This woman knows how to speak and how to control the psychology of others.

She didn't talk for long, but it was enough for Zhang Chengyong and me to follow her on a trip.

Car, a very luxurious Mercedes Benz business.

When Zhang Chengyong and I walked out of the gate of Baishan's house, we saw this black business car.

The car has been carefully modified, and in addition to the co-pilot, there is actually a very large bed in the back.

The bed was so soft that the three of us didn't feel cramped at all when we lay on it.

The woman didn't get into the car, and after seeing us on, she disappeared, and it seemed that her task was only to get us into the car.

The driver was a middle-aged man in his forties, and although he drove fast, he was surprisingly steady, and he didn't feel shaky at all on this rugged mountain road.

After Zhang Chengyong asked for a bottle of water and gave Xiaomei medicine, Xiaomei gradually fell asleep.

Xiaomei slept very deeply, and Zhang Chengyong looked at her emaciated and pale face with a stupid look.

And I looked out the window.

The night is getting deeper.

The scenery outside the window began to be shrouded in patches of darkness, and the shadows of the trees passed by us like demons from a foreign land.

The wind is getting cooler.

It's as cold as water, and it's as cold as ice.

It blew across my face, making me shiver, and it took away my sleepiness, but it added to the gloom in my heart.

Who is this woman?

How could she know so much about my past with Zhang Chengyong?

How did she know that Xiaomei was poisoned?

Where does she want to take us?

And who is the person standing behind her?

I don't know, there is no answer!

Maybe there will be an answer when you get to that place, or maybe you still don't have an answer when you get to that place.

The car is still driving.

The headlights on the dark path are like a small boat adrift in the sea, small and helpless, but it is still drifting strongly.

I let out a long sigh of relief and looked back into the car from the endless darkness.

Xiaomei slept very deeply, and Zhang Chengyong didn't know when he gradually fell asleep.

"This guy can really fall asleep at any time!" I touched my nose and laughed.

I simply closed my eyes and stopped thinking about things that didn't know the outcome.

After driving for about two hours, the car stopped in front of a small building.

The small building is not high, only two floors, a bit of Japanese architectural style, very retro, very chic.

In front of the gate of the small building, two bright red lanterns were hung, and each of the lanterns had a big "West" character written on it with a black brush.

"Here we are! Please get off the bus! After the car was parked, the driver pulled the door open and said.

"Where is this?" I asked.

"You'll find out when you go inside." The driver said.

Although his tone was very respectful, there was no emotion at all, like a fleshless robot.

Although the small building does not look big on the outside, it is indeed spacious inside, and there are more than 20 rooms upstairs and downstairs.

Since Xiaomei's medicinal power has not yet passed, she is still groggy and asleep at this time, Zhang Chengyong helped Xiaomei into a room on the second floor, and then came down to meet me.

"Hey, I said Tianyi, can we leave Xiaomei here alone? These guys aren't going to do anything to Xiaomei, are they? Zhang Chengyong asked in a low voice.

"I think Xiaomei should be safe." I also lowered my voice and said, "Since they invited us in this way, and they exchanged Xiaomei's illness for something, then they won't do anything to Xiaomei!" But ......"

"But what?" Zhang Chengyong asked.

"Although Xiaomei is safe for the time being, the two of us may not be, no matter how you say that this Hongmen banquet is not delicious!" I sighed, and then strode with Zhang Chengyong into the banquet hall of the small building.

The banquet hall is on the first floor, and there is a large table in it, and six people sit around the table.

Six very strange people.

One of them was surprisingly fat, one was surprisingly thin, one was surprisingly tall, one was surprisingly short, one was like a child, and one was old like a dead man.

The six sat upright at the table, each with an equally strange mask on their faces, looking as if they were crying as well as laughing. These six people were like dead people, motionless, although there were delicacies from the mountains and seas, wine and wine on the table, but none of them moved their chopsticks.

There were a total of nine chairs around the table, and except for the two chairs next to each other, only the chair in the main seat was empty.

After Zhang Chengyong and I walked into the banquet hall, we sat down on the two chairs next to each other, and the group of people still looked straight ahead as if they didn't see the two of us at all.

"Are these guys sick? Why don't you move one by one? Are these guys dead or alive? Zhang Chengyong muttered quietly.

"How the fuck do I know!" I said as I surveyed everything in the ballroom.

"Don't say it, you kid is really right, this Hongmen banquet is not fucking delicious! What's next? Zhang Chengyong asked.

"Now I can only take one step at a time!" I whispered.

"No matter, even if the sky falls, I'll have to fucking eat!" As soon as the words fell, this kid really reached out and grabbed a piece of braised pig's trotters.

Although the overall decoration of this room is Japanese-style, the dishes on this table are not Japanese cuisine, but Sichuan, Liao, Lu and Cantonese.

"I said Tianyi, do you want to have a piece too? Don't say it, it tastes really good! As he spoke, he threw the bone on the table, poured himself a glass of wine, and drank it all.

Wine is good wine. It is the best mirage sake among sake.

I poured a glass and drank it all, and a sweet and alcoholic aftertaste lingered between the base of my tongue and my throat.

The men remained unmoved, but the wine on the table was gone.

Just when Zhang Chengyong wanted to go and look for a bottle to come back, suddenly there was a crisp sound from outside the door.

"Looks like the Lord is coming!" Zhang Chengyong spit out the fish bones in his mouth, and then whispered.

"Hmmm! It's coming. It's so mysterious, I want to see what this guy is up to? I said as I stared out the door.

The rales turn from large to small, from clear to voiced.

And as the rales faded away, two men walked in from the outside.

Those who came in were one big and one small, one old and one young.

I saw that the young man was dressed in white like snow, neat without a trace of wrinkles and not a drop of dust. His skin was very white and white, so white that it was almost transparent, and the blood vessels under the skin could almost be seen. His features were very handsome, the bridge of his nose was high and raised, and his lips were red and thin, but his hair and eyebrows were completely white. He sat limply in a wheelchair, and it was an old man who pushed him in.

On the contrary to the young man, the old man was dressed in black, black like carbon, black like ink, although his face was full of wrinkles, at first glance he was at least about seventy or eighty years old, but his whole body, whether it was hair or eyebrows, was black and shiny, and his body was like a gun.

They walked very slowly, but somehow, they didn't walk a few steps before they came to the chair they were sitting on.

"I'm glad to be here at the Humble House!" The young man said with a smile. "There may be people here who recognize me, and some people who don't, so let me introduce myself first! My surname is Zuo, and my single name is a wooden character. ”

"Zuo Mu?" After Zhang Chengyong stuffed a piece of beef into his mouth, he said with a frown.

"Yes! Left wood! Left and right, wood of wood! Hahaha! It is also my honor to invite all the first-class masters in the middle and lower eight sects of the rivers and lakes here today. The young man smiled.

"I said Zuo Mu, why did you bring us here?" Zhang Chengyong glared at Zuo Mu and asked.

"I want to make a deal with you!" Zuo Mu said.

"Make a deal? What to buy and sell? Zhang Chengyong asked.

"Naturally, it's a deal that you can also bargain for, and I can also get it!" Zuo Mu said.

"How to do this deal, can we make it clear?" Zhang Chengyong asked.

"Rest easy! It's never too late for us to talk about buying and selling with you! After Zuo Mu looked at Zhang Chengyong and finished speaking, he turned his head and said to the fat man: "This Master Li, little brother, I have prepared something for you, I don't know if you are interested?" ”

After Zuo Mu finished speaking, he clapped his hand, and immediately a woman with an outstanding demeanor walked in with a small wooden box in her hand. Although she is very old, she has a unique charm, a charm that comes from a mature woman.

Although the people at the table still didn't move, the eyes of a few people couldn't help but glance at her, the person who looked like a child, those big eyes almost fell on this woman's body.

And this woman didn't seem to care about these people's eyes at all, she kept smiling, smiling and putting the wooden box on the table, smiling and looking at everyone on the table, and even winked at the guy who looked like a child, before Shi Shiran turned away.

However, unlike those who focused on the woman, I was more concerned about what was inside the wooden box.

Zuo Mu was laughing, smiling and opening the wooden box.

The wooden box contained not any rare treasures, but a few seemingly ordinary human face masks and five small bottles of different colors.

"How?" Zuo Mu said with a smile. "Would you like to trade this for something in your hand?"

"This ...... Are these the last six masks of human faces left behind by ingenuity? The fat man sighed in surprise at the sight of the masks.

It was as if there were not just six masks in front of him at this time, but the most precious treasures in the world.

"That's right! These are the last six masks left behind by the ingenuity of those years. Zuo Mu said with a smile.