You can lose your life, but you must not lose this bell, Zhuo Xiong, who knows the importance of this bell, is almost about to dig three feet into the ground and turn it around, but the bell is nowhere to be found. Usually there are few people on this mountain, and the people of Wulipu know that the place is the ancestral tomb of the Cha family, who will have nothing to do to move something hanging on the grave, and suffer bad luck.

When the two were looking for it, suddenly there was a "ding" sound not far away, and Zhuo Xiong looked up and saw a pair of eyes staring at him about thirty meters away.

Take a closer look, that person is a little familiar, isn't it the picture of Tonghe that has been looking for a long time? Zhuo Xiong shouted: "Hetu, what are you doing there, calling you for a long time!" ”

Unexpectedly, Hetu turned around and ran, and Zhuo Xiong saw that the child was holding a copper bell in his hand, and from time to time there was a "ding, ding" collision sound.

Zhuo Xiong slapped his thigh and shouted at Zha Brown: "Chase! "He was originally a scout, and it was difficult for him to track this little thing, but it was bitter, and it was extremely inconvenient for him to run in his monk's robe. After dragging his hind legs twice, he actually made Hetu disappear from their sight, the direction of Hetu was the back of the mountain, and no one had been to the back of the mountain, and the sky was getting dark, and Zhuo Xiong began to lose the target of tracking, in desperation, he had to let Zha Brown go back and wait for Cha Wenbin to come back, and he continued to search.

This thing is absolutely not normal, and Hetu sees why he is running, and he has to carry a bell. Zhuo Xiong was afraid that the child was on the way, this was Cha Wenbin's only apprentice, and if something happened, he really couldn't afford to pay for it.

He chased after him, and he chased to Dianjing Mountain, Zhuo Xiong is a foreigner, although he has lived in our generation for a while, but after all, he still doesn't understand. The Hetu people were quick runners, Zhuo Xiong could only look for his traces, those broken branches and trampled weeds were clues, and when he reached Dianjing Mountain, there was a river in front of him, and all traces disappeared here.

I don't know what time it is, he estimates that it's almost midnight, sitting on a stone by the river, Zhuo Xiong is about to take off his shoes and soak his feet, he hasn't moved for a long time, and the soles of his feet are blistered after running for a long time.

"Bang", there was a splash of water at his feet, Zhuo Xiong stood up and looked around, it was dark and he couldn't see anything, and subconsciously picked up a stone and prepared to fight back.

"Is it a blind uncle?"

This is Hetu's voice, only he will call himself Uncle Blind, because Chaozi usually calls him blind.

"Hetu? Where are you? ”

"Is there anyone around you?" The voice was not far from him, about ten meters away.

"No, it's just me."

Not far away, a fire fold lit up, and Hetu began to be very vigilant and walked over with the help of the fire fold.

When Zhuo Xiong saw this bear child, he was angry in his heart, and he raised his hand to fight, but he was stopped by Hetu raising his hand and said, "Uncle, don't worry, listen to my explanation first." ”

Seeing that Hetu was safe and sound, but his clothes were torn, Zhuo Xiong was also relieved and scolded: "Explain you immortal!" Let Lao Tzu chase a few mountains and a few bends, what the hell are you or what? ”

But Hetu replied solemnly: "Hmm! What the hell! ”

Seeing him talk back, Zhuo Xiong raised his hand and was about to fight, Hetu hurriedly said: "If I don't run, something will happen, the one who came with you is not Uncle Lama Zha Brown at all!" ”

Zhuo Xiong was angry and laughed: "Isn't he who he is?" ”

"It's not him, when I went out, I happened to meet Uncle Zha Brown in the thatched house, I told him that there was a fire on the mountain, so he went to Liangjiawan to find the master first. I saw the pavilion turned over on the mountain, so I went to look for the bell, and I happened to see you coming up, following the master for so many years, nothing else, dirty things can be recognized at a glance, he is different from us ordinary people, dirty things are not three fires! ”

"Three fires? Dirty? I think you're the dirty upper body, and I can't recognize it when you're brown? ”

Hetu became anxious when he heard this, "Why don't you believe my words?" Otherwise, I saw you running away, that dirty thing is very powerful, I am not his opponent, fortunately you followed all the way. ”

Although Zhuo Xiong is responsible, he is very shrewd, and he will not believe anyone's words until there is absolutely a reason to convince him: "Then do you have anything else to prove that he is not brown?" ”

Hetu touched his head and said, "Yes!" I remembered, the day before yesterday you were arrested and the master asked you to take a bath, and I washed all the clothes you took off, and now it is still cold under the eaves and has not dried. Zha Brown is wearing that monk's robe, I don't know how long I haven't changed, when I wash it, the smell can smoke people to death, yesterday he was wearing the old clothes left by Uncle Chaozi! ”

Zhuo Xiongmeng suddenly remembered that this was really the case, and Zha Brown complained to him at noon yesterday that he was not used to wearing clothes in Middle-earth, but the monks' robes were all wet, and he couldn't change them for the time being. But when he went up the mountain with him yesterday, Zha Brown was wearing a monk's robe, and there was no trace of dryness, so what Hetu said was indeed not a lie, and a slight coolness suddenly appeared on his back.

If Za Brown is really not himself, then who is it who followed him up the mountain? If it's really a dirty thing, then how could he listen to himself go down the mountain first, it must have followed him all the way!

Zhuo Xiong said softly, "Can you see anything else around you?" ”。

Hetu shook his head and said, "You say dirty things, I can only watch them during the day, because dirty things don't have three fires, so they can't shine their own shadows." At night, only the master can see it, and I don't have that ability yet. ”

Zhuo Xiong gently grabbed Hetu's shoulder, put his mouth to his ear and said softly: "You listen to me first, wait for the two of us to pretend to quarrel, and then run separately, how far can we run, and go directly to Liangjiagou to find your master after dawn, understand?" ”

Hetu asked puzzledly: "What are you running?" ”

Zhuo Xiong patted Hetu lightly on the shoulder and said, "That dirty thing pretending to be brown must be nearby, I think he came for the Zha family's tomb mountain." After speaking, Zhuo Xiong raised his hand and slapped Hetu and scolded: "You turtle grandson, see if I don't kill you!" ”

Hetu is also a clever egg, he was not stunned by this slap, and ran away with his feet. Cultivators like them have a much stronger eyesight at night than usual, and they can see the general situation, because Taoist priests generally deal with the night, and they have to take a course after they get started: Guan Hei Ya!

It is to throw people into a room with no light source, and there will be food and water somewhere in the house, which cannot be touched by touching it alone, because it is basically hung more than two meters above the ground. If you want not to starve to death, you have to train a pair of eyes that can see clearly in the dark, and the life-saving instinct of the human eye will cause the vision to be infinitely magnified, until the eyeball can adapt to the absolute darkness of the environment. To practice this kung fu, you need something special, you have to wash your eyes with cow tears continuously, dry and smoke your eyeballs with willow leaves that have just sprouted in early spring, and you need to do it for several hours without blinking your eyes.

Zhuo Xiong, on the other hand, relied more on the sense of direction left by his time as a soldier, and he chose a direction diametrically opposite to Hetu and ran violently until he was too tired to breathe.

Leaning against a big tree, Zhuo Xiong thought that this time it was time to go far, so it was better to sleep here and wait for dawn. He picked up some branches and lit a fire around him, and before he could close his eyes, he heard a sparse sound from the forest not far away, and after a while, a voice said, "Run slower, I'm about to lose track!" ”

It's the sound of a brown prick! Zhuo Xiong's head instantly became bigger, and sure enough, "Zha Brown" came out of the forest wearing a monk's robe, and he also walked to the fire and sat down, as if nothing had happened, and looked at Zhuo Xiong with a smile.

There was a hint of indescribable ferocity in his smile, Zhuo Xiong had followed Cha Wenbin for so many years, and he had seen countless strange things, and the dirty things he had beaten with his own hands were not counted. He deliberately pretended to be very surprised and asked, "Didn't you ask you to go to Brother Wen Bin, why did you follow here?" ”

"Zha Brown" touched his bare head, stretched out his hands and turned around the fire, as if he was roasting the fire, and said: "I was afraid that you wouldn't be able to catch up with that kid, so I followed him all the way, and that kid is the most important thing right now." ”

Zhuo Xiong glanced lightly, the brown hand kept turning over on the fire, and several times the flames burned the back of his hand, but there was no sign of his pain, and sure enough, as Hetu said: there was no shadow of this "brown stick" by the fire!

While pretending to yawn tiredly, Zhuo Xiong's hand had already touched the side of his calf, and there was a dagger here, which was a bloodstained killing blade. In Cha Wenbin's words, the evil spirit warding effect of the killing blade is much better than that of the ordinary peach wood sword, although the peach wood is a wood after all, only the things that have really killed people are the most angry