The three most elite disciples of the family have lived together on the top of the mountain next to the Ten Thousand Lai Ku Silent Pavilion, and it has been seven days in a flash.

They also went from being strange to slightly familiar with each other.

But the Sword Tomb has not been opened for a long time.

This abnormal situation made Zhang Jiuling, who was guarding the tomb, also a little stunned, he presided over the opening of the sword tomb more than ten times, although there was an error in the time estimate, but there would never be much difference.

This time, the difference is already a bit too big.

Wait and see...

This is the first reaction of the grave keeper.

Although the days in the mountains were extremely monotonous, they were extremely fast, and soon another seven days passed.

The black mountain wall behind the Silent Pavilion, the cold rock that should be the gate of the Sword Tomb, still did not move.

It's like that mountain is an ordinary mountain, not a mysterious sword tomb that people in the rivers and lakes flock to.

"What's going on?"

Zhang Jiuling felt a little strange, the first time he had encountered such a situation in more than 30 years.

He thought carefully about the last time, and the last time he turned it on, wondering if he had miscalculated.

So, Zhang Jiuling spent another half a day and calculated the opening date more carefully.

Putting down the pen and paper, the calculation was clear, but the grave keeper became more and more confused.

Because he had calculated correctly, the Sword Tomb should have been opened seven days before the latest.

"Exactly... What's going on?"

The grave keeper inexplicably felt a trace of irritability, and then glanced sideways at the three children who were still waiting, and suddenly raised his voice: "There may be some problems with the opening of the Sword Tomb, you don't need to stay on the top of this mountain, if you want, you can go to the Sword Tomb Villa, if you don't want to, you can leave at any time, and you can come again until the next opening day." ”

Yu Xiaoxiao and Xue Shan looked at each other.

Xue Shan hugged his fists and said: "Master Zhang Ling, then I will go to the villa and wait for January, if the sword tomb is still not opened after January, the junior will come to bid you farewell again."

During this time, thanks to your guidance and care, the younger generation has learned a lot. ”

After that, he left the mountain.

Yu Xiaoxiao stood beside Xia Guang, she and this young man have become inexplicably familiar in the past few days, although the latter didn't talk to her much, but the key is that she said a lot.

"Huang Puguang, can't you go down the mountain? My Shuzhong is far from here, and I will definitely live in the manor for a month. ”

Xia Guang shook his head, "I'll wait here." ”

"What are you waiting for? ”

Yu Xiaoxiao pulled his sleeve familiarly, "Let's go." ”

Xia Guang still shook his head.

The thin girl was a little angry, "Then I'll wait with you for three days, if the sword tomb is not opened in three days, you can go to the villa with me to wait, okay?"

"Not good. ”

"Why are you so annoying? cold, stubborn, and impersonal, how could Tang Rou like you?"

Yu Xiaoxiao began to hack her best friend.

The young man smiled, and without explaining, he sat quietly in front of the black mountain gate, inserted Fang Tian's halberd on one side, and sat cross-legged.

If you are facing the wall, you don't go back to the tent, just look at the direction of the opening of the sword tomb gate.

The look is pious.

Yu Xiaoxiao looked at him, holding the gut-breaking sword in his knees, looking at the black gate.

The Yu family in Xishu is one of the great families, and Yu Xiaoxiao can be given this gut-breaking sword by the head of the family, and he is even more proud of the existence in the family.

She is very thin, thin as if she can be blown away by a gust of wind, her cheeks are not plump, and there are some faint sunkens, but her eyes are very bright, not only bright, but also able to speak, like the bright and affectionate drama of the river.

After just doing it for a day, Yu Xiaoxiao couldn't bear it.

She stood up, patted her buttocks, took two steps, and couldn't help but turn around and shout again: "Dead wood, how could Tang Rou like you?"

Then he said goodbye to the grave keeper and went down the mountain.

Three days...

Seven days...

Ten days...

Half a month...

Time flies, and it is extremely cold in the depths of winter.

In a few days, it is time to say goodbye to the old year and welcome the new year.

Naturally, the villa is also pasted with red festive couplets, framed with delicately cut window flowers, holding red lanterns, every night, the lights are bright, which makes people's hearts also add liveliness, just feel that the New Year is coming.

Everything is going to get better.

The old will pass, and the new will return.

The children in Jianling Villa began to run, and some even lit firecrackers.

This old and old mountain cottage exudes a sense of vitality.

The servants had already gone down the mountain and drove ox carts to the town to buy New Year's goods, and also brought some rouge gouache requested by the women on the mountain, as well as rattle sugar gourds that children loved to play.

Xue Shan, Yu Xiaoxiao has been living a good life this time.

One of the two is a family in the north, and the other is a family in Xishu, and when they came to this mountain villa in the south, they also experienced different lives and found it quite interesting.

It's just that every time I look up, I see a lonely pavilion on the top of the mountain, the figure of the tomb keeper is faint, and in front of the black peak of the huge Cui Wei like a sword piercing the sky, the young man is always sitting quietly.

He seems to have lost track of time.

It seems to believe that sincerity is what it is, and the gold and stone are open.

But how can the Sword Tomb be opened by mere mortals?

It is to climb the famous mountain, ask for the Bodhisattva, and burn three thousand sandalwood, which may not work, let alone ask for a sword tomb to open?

"It's a bit silly. The genius of the Xue Baiyi family couldn't help but sigh.

Yu Xiaoxiao also felt a little stupid.

The little head turned, and suddenly thought that her best friend's temperament was very jumpy, maybe the personalities complemented each other, she just liked this kind of cold and silly boy?

Even Zhang Jiuling, who was in the Silent Pavilion, felt that he had a mistake.

This strange man who has been guarding the tomb for more than 30 years and is about to enter the sixtieth armor looked at this young man with a complicated expression.

He knew how the boy's mother had died.

even knows how bumpy the fate of this young man will be in the future after he goes down the mountain.

The white eagle with the letterhead should have passed the information to his daughter, the eldest lady of the Huangpu family.

With this information, what can be done and what kind of killing game can be subordinated, Zhang Jiuling knows everything.

But the boy didn't know.

He still sat in front of the Sword Tomb, waiting for the door that might never open again, looking at the Black Mountain like a reef.

"It's stupid. ”

Zhang Jiuling sighed lightly, "There are many smart people in the world, why are there such fools?"

The years had left a mark on that face, bringing up a bit of stubble, floating on the chin, and a little bit climbing on the cheeks.

Only those eyes are still bright.

The end of the new year is coming.

Fireworks, firecrackers, everywhere.

The abnormality of the Sword Tomb made the grave keeper realize that he was afraid that it would never be opened.

No one knows where this tomb came from or why it exists, and perhaps it is time for it to disappear into the long river of time.

Zhang Jiuling sighed lightly, maybe that's fine.

After all, the Zhang family of Jianling has completely gotten rid of this fate, this responsibility, and the gray-haired man sighed lightly: "Free." ”

He finally walked down the pavilion and spent the New Year for the first time in the villa to celebrate with his family.

When spring comes, they will arrange to dig up the mountain to see what is in the belly of the mountain.

It's been the New Year.

The elite of the Xue family of the Northland family also held their long swords and said goodbye to Zhang Jiuling.

Yu Xiaoxiao didn't want to leave, so she stayed for a few more days and persuaded the young man a few times, but the young man was indifferent to all kinds of words, just looking at the mountain gate.

"I'll tell Tang Rou how stupid and stubborn you are!"

Yu Xiaoxiao stuck out her tongue and said goodbye when she went down the mountain.

Now...

It's not even peaceful.

Lao Huang waited for a long time, and even stayed in a nearby town.

But since the little boy didn't come down, then he had to wait, and what he said must be done.

However, he suddenly sensed that something was wrong.

There were more officers and soldiers, and there were also men wearing the robes of the great merchants, with a nose bridge high and slightly bent like an eagle, holding a steel heavy gun, galloping on horseback, bypassing the town and heading straight to the direction of Jianling.

The worship of the big merchant Lao Huang knew, and even fought back then, also surnamed Zhang, the name Zhaochong, mixed up in the Demon Gate, and later changed the evil and returned to the right, but also broke out of a lot of fame, known as the king of guns in Guanzhong, the master of five products.

Why did such people go out?

Lao Huang lowered his hood, paid the inn, and then used his skills to follow closely.

All the way to the foot of the mountain, I saw the summons, with nearly a thousand officers and soldiers, stepping on the stone steps, stepping on the red paper after the firecracker explosion, and heading to the top of the mountain.

Lao Huang's foreboding feeling in his heart became stronger and stronger...

Several characters in his heart suddenly slammed his thigh, "Not good!!"

Taking out the single-edged long sword hidden from the burden behind him, Lao Huang also cautiously followed away, he had already roughly guessed what was going on.

It was his negligence ...

This time, I don't know if I can save my son.

Anyway, no matter what, he won't die, and Childe won't die.

Jianling Mountain Gate.

Worship and the officers and soldiers of the Great Merchants swarmed in.

Zhang Jiuling stood in the open space at the entrance, arched his hand and asked, "My Zhang family in Jianling has broken the law?

Zhang Zhaochong smiled: "Where is Lord Zhang Ling, you and I are considered to be my own family, and according to age, you are also my elders, how can I bring people to trouble your Zhang family?"

Zhang Jiuling came to his senses.

Her daughter is really fast, not only fast, but also very appropriate, since the officers and soldiers are here, she must have let the Huangpu family stay out of the matter.

And such a big thing, the high-level of the Huangpu family must also know.

The fact that the officers and soldiers can come is inseparable from them.

In other words... The boy had been abandoned by them.

In fact, it is normal, it is a matter of life and death of the family, and the mistakes you make have to be borne by yourself, and the high-level leaders not only do not blame the eldest lady, but even have a feeling of "fortunately the eldest lady found out".

Zhang Jiuling looked back at the young man who was still sitting quietly on the top of the mountain...

There was an inexplicable feeling in my heart.

He sighed softly in his heart: What a fool.

Zhang Zhaochong said with a smile: "Lord Zhang Ling, we are here for the little prince of the Huangpu family, this matter involves King Wu, a few days ago, he specially issued a trap order, requiring that this little prince must be captured and sent to the capital of the Great Shang Kingdom." ”

The martial king of Dashang is the number one demon god in the world, Lu Shaoji.

And sending out the five products to worship the master also means that he attaches great importance to this matter.

The kid... There is no after.

It's a pity.

Zhang Jiuling pointed in the direction of the attic on the top of the mountain, "The person you are looking for is there." ”

Zhang Zhaochong nodded, waved his big hand, and shouted: "Take people!"

More than 1,000 officers and soldiers marched neatly from the two half-moon mountain roads towards the top of the mountain.

The sound of the steps is like thunder, if it is two turbulent long streams, with a huge sound, rushing to the top of the mountain.

The top of the mountain...

There is only one abandoned pavilion, and everything is silent.

The teenager sat dry for nearly three months.

At this time, he pressed his palm against the black cold and unforgiving mountain gate.

The officers and soldiers had already shown their heads from the mountain roads on both sides, and Zhang Zhaochong took the lead, carrying a heavy steel gun.

At the mountain gate, the old servant also slowly appeared, regardless of the obstacles, people were like ghosts, and swept into the sword tomb like a wind.

Lao Huang raised his head, and the weak appearance in his eyes had long since disappeared, replaced by incomparably fierceness, and the madness of fighting against the water.

"Do you know why I've waited so long?"

Feeling the officers and soldiers who surrounded him, the young man's expression did not change in the slightest, he seemed to be talking to himself, raised his head slightly, his face was full of scum, and his black hair was scattered.

The boy wasn't ready for anyone to answer him, so he continued, "Because, I know that the Sword Tomb will be opened. ”

Zhang Zhaochong laughed, and even the officers and soldiers laughed, when they came, they had already heard that Lord Zhang Ling had been meditating for more than 30 years, and the disciples of the family had also left, leaving only the big fool of the Huangpu family, who was still sitting in front of the mountain gate, talking about dreams and whimsical.

When I saw it today, I was really stupid.

Not only stupid, but probably crazy.

The young man's eyes were bright and smiling, and his left hand was gently pointing in the direction of the heart in his chest, "Here... There are gods living there, and if you are sincere enough, miracles will appear. ”

In the midst of the laughter of the mountain, his right hand gently pressed against the black mountain wall, which was already destined to be unable to open the sword tomb.

Suddenly, the brilliance was shining!!

The sword roars all over the mountain, like a dragon roaring and a tiger roaring!

It was like the embankment had burst, and thousands of famous swords and divine swords turned into a rolling stream, and like ten thousand beasts galloping, there was a bang, and the black mountain wall exploded.

If all kinds of divine weapons are beasts in ancient mythology, just a slight movement is the collapse of the mountains.

The young man raised his head, raised his hand, and looked up to the sky and laughed: "Halberd coming!!"

If it is the emperor's order, countless famous swords, demon swords, and divine weapons in the sky will be transformed into a long halberd that spans tens of thousands of meters.

Extinguish!!