"Don't think it's a phantom array, jump down stupidly, the old man doesn't have the spare time to save you. It was the old voice that I had heard outside the thatched hut just now that sounded among the cliffs.

Mei Wangchen followed the prestige, and the heart that had just calmed down couldn't help but twitch twice.

On top of the cliff, covered with paper, and the paper was full of words.

In the middle of the pile of papers, a thin old man in a black hospital uniform sat with his head bowed and writing.

And the most bizarre thing is that the old man is not writing with his hands, but sitting on the ground with Erlang's legs crossed, holding the pen with his toes and writing.

Mei Wangchen looked at it a little more, and found that the old man's hands had no hidden diseases, and he didn't understand the old man's strange behavior.

"What are you doing standing stupidly, bring the bamboo. The old man didn't look up, spread his hands towards Mei Wangchen, and said impatiently.

Mei Wangchen said with a smile: "Then I'll throw it to you, you have to pick it up." ”

"Throw a fart, come over to me yourself, this is not the Stone Bridge Cave Heavenly Realm, you kid can't fly after a few more steps. ”

Of course, Mei Wangchen deliberately used words to test the old man, it seems that from the moment he pushed open the wooden door of the thatched house, he had already come out of the illusion, this should be in reality, but I don't know if it is in the hidden mountain......

"Whether you take the test or not, it's grinding, if you don't take the test, get out of the old man's hurry up, don't bother the old man to write here. ”

Mei Wangchen smiled bitterly twice, and hurriedly stepped forward and respectfully handed over the green bamboo on his waist.

The old man who wrote with his feet took the green bamboo and said "huh" lightly.

"The old man is actually the first one you find, it's really unlucky. The old man said angrily, the dragon and the phoenix were still dancing under his feet, but his right hand picked up a purple hao on the pen stand next to him, scratched it on the waste paper next to him at will, and asked, "What kind of word is this?"

The old man stroked casually, like horizontal and like a stroke, only one stroke, if it is a word, it is more like a "one" word.

Mei Wangchen smiled lightly, and said directly without thinking: "This is not a word at all. ”

The old man let out a second light "Huh", as if he felt that Mei Wangchen's answer was a bit unexpected by him, and finally raised his head and frowned at Mei Wangchen.

"What do you mean by that?"

"The heart is empty, and the wind is quiet and the forest is quiet. Since the old gentleman has no intention of writing, it is naturally not a word that is written. ”

The old man who wrote with his feet was slightly stunned, and then laughed, "Yes, yes, this answer is somewhat interesting." After speaking, the old man took out a pebble the size of a baby's fist from his bosom and put it in his palm, and his voice was obviously much softened, "Put your hand on it." ”

Mei Wangchen glanced at the pebble, his brows raised slightly, the sly light in his eyes flashed, and according to the old man's words, he lightly covered his hand on the stone.

A moment later, there was a faint glow on the pebbles.

"No, I just touched the threshold. The old man didn't seem to be satisfied, so he clicked his mouth twice, and handed the Zihao in his hand to Mei Wangchen, "You write a word for me." ”

Mei Wangchen took the pen, hesitated slightly, and then casually found a piece of paper on the ground and found a gap. Vertically, horizontally, horizontally, write down the word "mouth".

The old man glanced at it, and said angrily: "Look at the mouth, there is no mouth in the heart, you kid has the wrong mouth, obviously just came, but there is already a return, it is really useless." ”

Mei Wangchen still had that smile on the surface, but he was shocked in his heart, he just caught a glimpse of the old man writing the word "come" with his foot, so he thought about writing the word "back", echoing each other, but just wrote the word "mouth" outside, for some reason he changed his mind again, so he only wrote the word "mouth" and stopped writing, but he didn't think that the old man just glanced at it, and actually said what was on his mind.

As for the return, he did have something in his heart, he came out to go back, and if he really didn't want to go back when the time came, he wouldn't be able to do it......

The old man picked up the green bamboo, lightly stroked it three times in the last section, and muttered in his mouth: "For the sake of your kid's answer just now, I'll give you a three-horizontal calculation." ”

After speaking, he threw the green bamboo back to Mei Wangchen, didn't bother to say more, and continued to write with his feet.

......

Half a cup of tea time passed, Mei Wangchen still had no intention of leaving, and still stood aside silently watching the old man write.

The old man had just finished writing an article, and when he woke up, he found that Mei Wangchen had not left yet, and he was very unhappy, "What are you still doing standing here stupidly?"

Mei Wangchen smiled bitterly, "I said...... You've got to tell me how to get out of here......"

"The inkstone turns three times, get out of here, the old man's rare charm is all for you. The old man seemed to be impatient to the extreme.

Mei Wangchen scolded his mother in his heart, but he didn't dare to show it, so he turned the broken inkstone on the ground three times according to what he said.

......

A gust of wind rose.

The next moment, the cliff, the old man, the paper, and the words were all gone, and Mei Wangchen stood at the door of the broken thatched house again.

He looked down at the green bamboo, and saw that on the first section of the green bamboo, three horizontal lines were engraved, which were black and faintly exuded the fragrance of ink.

It seems that this green bamboo is the evidence of this hidden mountain assessment, so these three horizontal lines can be regarded as the results of the first game? Looking at the appearance of the old man who wrote with his feet just now, I am afraid that the three horizontal lines are not a good assessment.

But after thinking about it, I don't care if he is good or not, but this phantom array is really interesting, so let's take a look for myself.

With that in mind, he turned and stepped out.

......

Every time he settles down, the surrounding environment and scenery are not the same, and the weather and climate are also different, but there are always some things that are constant, before Mei Wangchen followed the sound to find the first thatched hut, and now he has walked to about thirty steps, and he has basically determined a direction.

Smell.

Whether it was the smell of rotting animal carcasses in the desert or the smell of wine wafting from the taverns of a small town, there was always a smell that vaguely led him in one direction with every step.

The laws of the essence of things are often hidden under their chaotic appearance, but as long as the essence can be seen through the phenomenon, then the problem will be solved.

So, without going far, Mei Wangchen found a second thatched hut.

This time he didn't knock and pushed the door open.

A heat wave hit, and with it, there was a "knock knock" sound of hard objects crashing.

Before he knew it, he had found himself in a blacksmith's shop.

A sturdy man, shirtless, was holding a hammer with his back to Mei Wangchen, and he was beating the iron rhythmically, but the sound sounded a little different from the ordinary sound of iron, a little dull.

He followed the sound and looked forward, only to find that the strong man was not holding a hammer, but a mallet, and the sound of the impact with the red-hot iron was naturally a little muffled.

Striking iron with a mallet?

Won't the wood burn?

Besides, can this fight work?

However, he has seen a crazy old man who writes with his feet, and a stupid man who beats iron with a mallet, psychologically, he can accept it.

This Hidden Mountain Academy can't all be such a bunch of crazy people......

The red iron entered the water, and there was a "slippery" sound, stirring up a burst of water mist.

The man who struck iron with a mallet slowly turned around, glanced at Mei Wangchen, and then walked straight to the table not far away and sat down, poured a large bowl of water, but was not in a hurry to drink, but drank it cautiously and carelessly like a sip of wine.

"Bamboo. The strong man had a Chinese face and a very neutral voice.

Mei Wangchen had an experience, and this time he naturally knew how to do it, walked to the table, saluted the strong man with the face of the national character, and handed the green bamboo with both hands.

The strong man with the national character face held the green bamboo, his eyes swept over the ink-colored three horizontal on the first bamboo, but he didn't say anything, and directly took out a pebble from his arms that was similar to the old man just now and put it on the table.

Mei Wangchen naturally knew what he meant, and his fingers tapped on the stone, and after a while, the pebbles emitted a faint glimmer in the dim blacksmith.

There was no joy or sorrow in the eyes of the strong man with a national face, and he put away the pebbles and said without any emotion: "You go over there and pick a random weapon, and then come over and attack me, with all your strength, you only have one chance." After speaking, the strong man ignored him and continued to slowly drink the water in the big bowl.

Mei Wangchen looked in the direction pointed by the face of the national character, and saw all kinds of weapons scattered on the ground, on the table, and on the bed, including common swords, guns, halberds, sticks, and some less common axes, halberds, whips, etc., the number and variety were jaw-dropping.

Mei Wangchen shrugged his shoulders, and was about to go over to pick up a weapon in his hand, when suddenly he saw an iron sword at the foot of the table where the strong man with the national character face was sitting, and somehow it reminded him of the little sword brother who also had a broken sword pinned to his waist, hey, I don't know what happened to that kid, with his wooden fish head, I'm afraid that he is still wandering around at the moment, how can he be as smart as himself, and he can peek into the mystery......

However, although he thought about it, Mei Wangchen was not too worried, after all, the sword is straight, since there are many divergent paths, then he will cut them all with one sword, isn't it?

Thinking like this, looking at the iron sword that was padded under the table leg to stabilize the center of gravity of the table, Mei Wangchen felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, so he squatted down and pulled out the iron sword with great effort.

With the sword in his hand, Mei Wangchen didn't forget to take a closer look.

"This sword is really not good......

"If this is left outside, I don't know if it can be sold for half a tael. ”

"But when it comes to iron, I came here on the way, and I met a blacksmith Zhu Laoqi in Fuzhu Town, Chongshan County, his craftsmanship is really good, and the price is also very fair, but the feet smell a little bad, and I love to cry when I drink too much, if you want to improve the level of forging, I can help you introduce you. ”

Mei Wangchen stood beside the national character face, funny and even a little rude, gossiping, as if in his eyes, this strange national character face man was not a certain master of the Hidden Mountain Academy, but an ordinary blacksmith in the roadside blacksmith shop.

But the national character face was expressionless, and he still drank water without panicking, and he didn't even look at him.

"I don't mean anything else, if the professional skills are good, the income can be more, if you have more money, you don't need to drink a bowl of water and be so economical and careful, you can buy two pots of good wine, and satisfy your cravings while striking iron, how good it would be, but what about it, your mallet really needs to be changed, after all, ......"

Mei Wangchen is like a verbose little daughter-in-law, chattering endlessly.

The word "after all" means to strengthen the transition, and the content behind it is generally more important, since it is important, of course it will attract attention, and paying attention to it actually means distraction, so at this time, the sword light in Mei Wangchen's hand lit up.

This sword stabbed out, without the slightest bit of the cold air in the market, it was actually a dignified and upright road, and it was a straightforward and upright way, and it was a little inconsistent with Mei Wangchen's rogue temperament on weekdays, but it was so natural.

The timing of the sword was well chosen, and Mei Wangchen's whole body was converging on this sword at this moment.

The time and place are favorable, and it has accounted for the second, so there is no doubt that this sword is very strong and will ...... soon

However, such a powerful sword still failed to touch even the corners of the strong man with the national character face in the end.

With a muffled sound of "bang", the iron sword in Mei Wangchen's hand was stuck straight on the ceiling of the roof, and his people flew out two or three feet, rolling on the ground for a few rolls, before he barely stopped and stood up, blood overflowed from his mouth and nose, and the right hand holding the sword just now trembled behind his back, but he still looked like a little scoundrel, and there was a faint shameless smile on the corner of his bloody mouth.

The hand of the water bowl held by the national character face did not tremble at all, and even the water in the bowl did not make a single ripple, "The sword is straight and fast, although it is a sneak attack, the sword momentum is dignified, and it does not take any disagreements, which is very good." It's just that there were a lot of words before, and the timing of the sneak attack was a bit deliberate, which was easy to be seen through...... These are minor issues that don't deserve to be looked into...... But ......"

The strong man with the national character face gently put down the water bowl, and there was a rare trace of coldness on his unfazed face, and his eyes suddenly brightened.

"I said it, use, all the strength!"

Mei Wangchen looked at the cold on the face of the strong man with the national character face getting heavier and heavier, after all, he made a move, he was afraid that the other party would see something, but he was not very worried, pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger was not a crime, besides, even if he had some pride and self-confidence in his bones, but he was not arrogant enough to think that he could eat the big tiger opposite, between the two of them, he didn't have to mix pigs, but he was just a pig.

Mei Wangchen raised his cuffs and wiped the blood on his face, shrugged his shoulders towards the national character face like a scoundrel, spread his hands, and said with a smile: "You also said that I only have one chance, and I have run out now, I can't break the rules, let me cut it again." ”

Hearing this, Guozi Face slowly fell silent, his eyes flickered, he didn't know what he was thinking, and after a while, he took the green bamboo, and on top of the second bamboo joint, he drew three times vertically, and still returned it to Mei Wangchen, glanced at the door, then turned around and went back to continue to pick up the mallet and make iron.

This is the meaning of sending off guests, Mei Wangchen only felt that this blacksmith shop was too hot, but he didn't want to stay longer, so he saluted the back of the national character face, and then walked out.

"You'd better find a dress to wear, there are a lot of little girls taking the exam, and if you really come here, it's always a little difficult to meet like this......"

Mei Wangchen didn't see the wonderful expression on the face of the last national character, because he had disappeared.

......

The third thatched hut had not yet been found, and after walking more than fifty steps, Mei Wangchen stopped in a snowstorm.

Because he met an acquaintance, an acquaintance who had wanted to kill him.

On the forest path to Hidden Mountain, the cold and affectionate Danfeng-eyed noble son that he and Brother Xiaojian had met was standing five or six feet away from Mei Wangchen at this time, completely losing the high-spirited appearance of the day, his face was blue from the cold, his body trembled slightly, his eyes were a little traveling, and he pinched his fingers from time to time to calculate something, obviously it was extremely cold here, but he hesitated and did not dare to leave at will, as if he was distressed, and he didn't know where to go next.

Danfeng's eyed noble son also saw Mei Wangchen, his smiling face was blue from the cold, and it was a little colder, his willow-like brows were slightly wrinkled, and he said a few words coldly to Mei Wangchen, but Mei Wangchen couldn't hear a word, he could only see the other party's mouth open and close.

Could it be ......

"It's a good day, have you eaten?" Mei Wangchen said with a smile.

Really...... Danfeng'er on the other side seemed to be a little confused, and he could only see Mei Wangchen moving his mouth here, but he couldn't hear anything.

"I see, this is called 'meeting silently', hehe. Mei Wangchen muttered twice, and gestured a few times to Danfeng'er, indicating that the two sides should not be able to hear each other.

That Danfeng'er was naturally not stupid, he understood in an instant, smiled coldly, and made a movement to wipe his neck at Mei Wangchen, then ignored it and continued to calculate the way out of the formation on his own.

Mei Wangchen smiled bitterly in his heart, it seems that after going out from here, he will not have any good fruits to eat......

The wind and snow were still howling, and neither of them had any intention of moving on, and they each stood thinking about their thoughts.

Mei Wangchen could have left a long time ago, this snow field was just a stop on the way to the next hut, he was going to take a casual look and then leave, but he didn't expect to meet someone he knew here, not to mention...... Or is she ......

Mei Wangchen naturally knew that Danfeng'er was her and not him, that day on the forest path, he saw the sign that was covered on the carriage, and thought of the recent incident in Jingguo, so he guessed who might be sitting in the car, otherwise he would not have thought of a way, pretending to stop the carriage.

Because he wanted to see who was sitting in the car with the cloud glyph printed......

These thoughts flashed through Mei Wangchen's mind for just a moment, and he looked at the thin figure that was trembling but hesitating in the snow, and somehow, his eyes became a little complicated.

Since you have already met it, you can't pretend that you haven't seen anything...... This is true in the woods, but it is also true in the snow.

......

A snowball smashed into Yun Xirou's head, interrupting her thoughts on formation deduction.

She raised her head a little annoyed, and the beautiful Danfeng eyes showed a hint of coolness, mixed with the wind and snow, blowing towards the disgusting bed bug opposite.

Although she is arrogant and pampered and indifferent, she doesn't like those blood-stained things, but I don't know why, from the first time I saw the bedbug with a cheap smile on her face, she couldn't say how much she hated, and even faintly hated, although she didn't quite understand where this inexplicable hatred came from, but the first thing she did after she got out of here was to kill him, even if it was to kill someone in front of the mountain gate of Hidden Mountain Academy, even if Lei Dashan's bastard servant stopped him, she must kill him, because he actually dared to hit Miss Ben's noble head with a snowball, how rude this is！

Hum!

Is that bastard still standing there dancing with his hands provoking himself? I'm so tired of cutting off his hands and feet when the time comes, let's see if he can laugh cheaply.

Huh? Wait, what does he mean? Why does he keep pointing to the northeast? Is there anything there? Could it be the way to the door of life?

How is it possible, even she has studied the Five Elements Bagua and the Fantasy Formation since she was a child, and she feels that this Fantasy Array is too complicated and difficult to deduce, and a mere bedbug can actually find the right path?

When Yun Xirou first walked into the bridge cave phantom array, it was called a confident person, she who had studied the formation since she was a child, she was naturally not afraid of getting lost, and sure enough, within a few steps, she relied on mental arithmetic deduction and found a thatched hut, but since then, the more she walked, the more frightened she became, the more she walked, the more she made mistakes, faintly lost in this phantom array, she even felt a little frightened at the same time as she was irritable, she didn't expect that there was such a formation in the world, it was like being in the real world.

Hidden Mountain Academy is really unfathomable......

When she woke up from a brief distraction, the bedbug was still gesturing there, and Yun Xirou frowned.

What does it mean that the bug's hands are bobbing up and down like waves? Is it water?

Wrong...... Water-based femininity is definitely not the solution for this step.

Not water, so what does this gesture mean?

Well!?

It's the wind! It turns out to be the wind! The bug just pointed in the direction that the wind came from!

Yun Xirou hurriedly squatted down, and didn't care about any manners, she wrote and drew on the snow with her hands, and deduced it again.

Yes, it's the wind! The direction of the wind is indeed pointing to a living door, although the specific way to go still needs to be checked, but there is no doubt that this has allowed the gradually lost self back to the right path.

I didn't expect this bedbug to be so lucky, and actually found the birth door by mistake, well, maybe, for the sake of his flattering hands of the birth door, after going out, he will spare a dog's life, if you can really see that later, and then ask the answer you want, it is not impossible to reward him with a few golden beans in a good mood.

Yun Xirou was thinking like this, and when she raised her head again, there was only a piece of wind and snow in front of her, where was Mei Wangchen's shadow?

......

And what about Mei Wangchen at this time?

He was standing on the top of a mountain peak, looking at the great rivers and mountains below with a wry smile, wanting to cry without tears.

I was comparing for a long time just now, and I don't know if the eldest lady understood it, and suddenly I saw her squatting down and starting to write and draw on the ground, thinking that she was too lazy to pay attention to herself, so she was a little anxious for a while, and the ghost made her take a step forward. This is a good thing, instead of going in the direction where the wind came, he also took an extra step in the opposite direction.

The so-called one wrong step, one wrong step.

Standing here, I could still feel the slightest movement of air, and I stopped halfway through my walk.

Hey, it's really self-inflicted......