Chapter 22 The Stalker
Lan Wuyuan walked until it was dark, and the green grass was sparse as far as the eye could see, and only a few lonely wild trees stood in the wilderness.
Huang Quan couldn't help but complain to Lan Wuyuan, "Look, I said to stay at the inn in front. You always say that it's still early, it's good, go to this place where chickens don't lay eggs and birds don't, and there is not even a broken temple. ”
Lan Wuyuan said, "Who said no?"
"Where?" Huang Quan looked around.
"Look at the trees, isn't that a bird? where there are birds, birds will definitely. "The birds in the trees heard the whispers and flew away, and one of the birds pulled down a piece of in mid-air.
"Disgusting!" Huang Quan said, "If we can't find a place to rest for another hour, we will sleep on the ground." ”
"The earth is the bed, and the sky is the quilt. What's not to do? ”
The men rode for two more hours, and under the moonlight several hillsides stretched out, but there was still not a single house in sight, and now there was not a single tree except weeds.
This is where chickens don't poop and birds don't lay eggs.
A few people picked up some dry firewood and built a bonfire, and Lan Wuyuan divided the dry food in the bag and ate it.
After such a long journey, everyone was tired and hungry, and after eating the dry food, they all lay on the ground and fell asleep.
Ha-huh~ha-ha~
Huang Quan lay on the grass on all fours, snoring like thunder.
As the moon rose into the sky, there was no other abnormal sound around except for the sound of snoring, and Lan Wuyuan sat in front of the bonfire and quietly watched the flames beat.
Zu Yi lay on the ground and didn't fall asleep for a long time, looking at Lan Wuyuan's side face sitting on the ground in a daze, he found that Uncle Lan in front of him was much older, the corners of his eyes were wrinkled, and his sideburns had some gray hair.
Lan Wuyuan added a handful of dry wood and said softly, "Why don't you sleep?"
"Can't sleep. Zu Yi got up and sat down beside Lan Wuyuan, "Why don't you sleep." ”
"Not sleepy. ”
In the middle of the night, most of the people who have nothing to do but can't sleep peacefully are people who have something on their minds.
"Uncle Wuyuan. ”
"Huh?"
"Are you in such a hurry to get on the road because you're worried that the people from Moyun Island are coming to find trouble?"
Lan Wuyuan smiled lightly: "Avoid the troubles that can be avoided as much as possible, wouldn't it be better to arrive at Quling City smoothly." It's a pity that your Uncle Huangquan is a troublemaker by nature. ”
"What is the strength of the people of Moyun Island?"
"As one of the three major ghost talents, Guihai Lingfeng is a legendary figure in the previous generation, and he was once among the top ten masters in the mainland. It's just that after retiring to Moyun Island more than ten years ago, I have never interfered in the affairs of the mainland, and few of the disciples on his island have obtained the true inheritance, so his reputation is far less than it was back then. But what is the current practice of the old guy of Moyun Island Lord, no one knows, maybe he has been abandoned after more than ten years of not practicing, or he may have entered the divine realm. ”
"Look at the four purple-clothed people, the exercises are just like that. ”
"That's just a pawn on the island, it's really not worth mentioning, but there are still a few decent masters on Moyun Island. ”
Lan Wuyuan paused as he spoke, and a film of water appeared from his palm, extinguishing the flames, plunging the surroundings into darkness. Yellow Springs woke up almost at the same time.
Zu Yi also felt something strange, there was a sound of footsteps coming from behind the hillside, although the distance was very far, but it could not escape the keen perception of the Xuanshui people. "Could it be that someone from Moyun Island is looking for it?"
Frost Fei Jue and Chihiro are still asleep, and because there is a vigil, the two of them sleep relatively deeply.
Lan Wuyuan and Zu Yi jumped up the hillside together, prostrate in front of the hillside, revealing only a pair of eyes.
Under the miserable white moonlight, an old man rattled a bell in his left hand and a red light in his right hand to lead the way, and there were nine people floating behind him.
Floating, not walking, not running, is not touching the ground, floating in the air. All nine of them have no faces, ink-colored shirts, white wide-legged trousers, and yellow rune paper shoes.
"Ghost Gate Forbidden Technique?" Huang Quan also followed, and said in a low voice.
"That's right, it's the ghost gate control technique, the corpse control technique. Lan Wuyuan looked at it for a while and replied.
Zu Yi asked, "The bell in the old man's hand doesn't ring at all, why do you still shake it?"
"It's a soul bell for the dead, and normal people can't hear it. ”
The old man described him as withered and thin like a monkey, and because he had dealt with the dead all year round, he had long lost the vitality of the living. Anyone outside of this wilderness who sees this will feel a chill down their spine.
"I don't feel panicked when I spend all day with dead people, I really don't know what these people think. Huang Quan slipped downhill, looked at the sleeping Frost Fei Jue and Chihiro and smiled, "These two guys are sleeping so soundly." ”
Nothing happened that night, and Lan Wuyuan also slept for a while in the second half of the night, but after waking up, he always felt a little strange.
At this moment, the sky was already bright, Lan Wuyuan walked up the hillside to look around, and he didn't see anything strange, as far as his eyes could see, there was not even a figure.
Huang Quan jumped on horseback, and after sleeping all night, he was already full of energy, "Wuyuan, let's go, is there anything to be nostalgic for here?" Hurry up and find a market to have a hot breakfast." "The biggest advantage of Huang Quan is that no matter where he is, he will never embarrass his stomach.
Finally, when the sun completely jumped out of the horizon, a small town appeared in front of them.
The hot xiaolongbao, pies, and red rice porridge had just been served on the table, and Huang Quan couldn't wait to reach out and grab it, but saw that the meat buns in the cage suddenly flew out.
A man in purple smiled, put the bun in his mouth, and exclaimed while chewing: "What a fragrant bun." ”
A person came to his side quietly, Huang Quan didn't even notice that this person's kung fu of hiding qi could be described as the pinnacle.
The heavy punch hit like lightning, but with Huang Quan's character, even if the king of heaven Lao Tzu snatched the bun, he would dare to beat it.
"It's so fast. Chihiro saw a flower in front of him, and the man in purple was already ten meters away.
"The people of Moyun Island have always had revenge, even if the enemy is from the Xuanshui Clan, it is no exception. The man in purple had a smile in his eyes, and waved his hand with a ball of purple gas. Standing behind him were the four purple-clothed people who had lost to Huang Quan in Fengyu Tower.
Huang Quan's body shook, his true qi scattered like a tide, and the wooden tables and chairs next to him were injured and shattered. This time he was really angry, but the hungry man's mouth was snatched away, how could he not be angry?
"Looks like you're really angry. The man in purple looked to be only about thirty years old, but his skin was white and his smile was clear.
Huang Quan burst into a shout, and the ice sword in his left and right hands stabbed straight ahead, and at the same time, twenty streams of water shot out from all directions like sharp arrows.
In the face of such a killing move, the man in purple not only did not panic, but there was a bit of praise in his eyes, "It is worthy of being one of the three heroes of the Xuanshui Clan, and his moves are domineering and fierce, no wonder my junior disciples are not your opponents." As he spoke, his body shook again, and he jumped out of the siege of the Yellow Spring Water.
The figure in purple was unstable, and he suddenly raised his head, only to see that the huge waterfall had fallen from the sky, and it was magnificent!
"People who dare to underestimate Uncle Huangquan have never had a good end. Frost Fei Jue shook his head slightly, he had grabbed two buns in his hand just now, and now he could watch the duel between the two while eating.
Lan Wuyuan, Zu Yi, and Chihiro could only stand aside, because the breakfast on the stall had been shaken by the true qi that had been stirred out from the two of them, and the person who had eaten breakfast had disappeared.
"It's so strong. The purple-clothed man's eyes were filled with purple gas, and with a wave of one palm, the waterfall above his head exploded instantly.
More than a dozen waterfalls attacked by Huangquan from different directions were all exploded by the purple-clothed man with one palm. Surprised, he gathered his spirits and stopped attacking indiscriminately. In the face of a strong enemy, Huang Quan can't be careless, because every small mistake may kill him.
The man in purple also seemed to feel the change in Huang Quan's psychology, took eight steps back, and said, "I don't want your life today, but I just want justice for my brothers, so that you outsiders know that the people of Moyun Island are not so easy to bully!"
The purple air turned, and the man in purple straightened his face, and his expression became serious and cold.
Huang Quan stood with his head raised and said proudly: "Do you want to seek justice?
"Then I'll break your two fists first!" The man in purple suddenly flew out, and a whirlwind immediately blew in the air, the wind was like a knife, and the ground under his feet instantly sunken.
Huang Quan leaned forward to meet him, the Hades steps opened, the forehead was bright and black lotus, and a black line extended from the center of the eyebrows to the left, and a maple leaf pattern was outlined on the left half of the face.
As soon as the two fought, the two ruined courtyards next to them were collapsed by a powerful cyclone, and the bricks and tiles were scattered, and the dust was flying.
"Sure enough, it was a strong enemy, and Uncle Huangquan, who had forced him from the beginning, had to open the Hades Level. Zu Yi stared at the man in purple and said.
Almost everyone in the world knows the Purple Void Gong, but not many people have seen the power of the Purple Void Gong, and the people in Moyun Island live on the islands of the East China Sea all the year round and have almost no contact with the outside world. Even if someone from the island sets foot on the mainland, it is just one or two ordinary pawns with ordinary exercises.
Why did so many people from Moyun Island appear in the mainland at one time, what were they doing on the mainland, what was their purpose? Lan Wuyuan looked at the fight in the arena, but there were many questions in his mind.
Boom, only to hear a loud noise, Huang Quan staggered back, and the purple-clothed man also took three steps back, and the purple qi on his body condensed into a layer of bright purple light, burning like a flame.
A fat-faced purple-clothed man behind him looked pale and said loudly: "Hillbilly, it's still too late to apologize, our senior brother has always been merciful, and may spare your life." ”
Huang Quan sneered, and the four ice swords flew out at the four purple-clothed people standing behind the scene.
"Purple Qi is coming from the east!" the purple-clothed man shouted, and suddenly rushed forward, and the ice sword flying halfway instantly shattered into ice slag.
Lan Wuyuan's pupils contracted, and he erected a defensive water wall in front of everyone, this move of purple qi was too powerful.
Huang Quan didn't dare to take it hard, so he hurriedly retreated and launched a thousand-mile undercurrent attack.
Countless streams of water broke through the surface and launched continuously, and at this time, the Yellow Spring had already opened the Hades Stage, and the power of the water flow was already extraordinary, but it seemed to have no effect on the purple-clothed man.
The man in purple had already rushed in front of him, and Huang Quan turned over and jumped in the air.
The leap was already expected by the man in purple.
A round of red sun was as bright as blood, and under the ten thousand rays of light, three purple qi broke through the air from behind Huang Quan, as fast as lightning, and the sound was like thunder.
The man in purple smiled, clear as water. A single palm was cut out from below, and this palm had easily cut through more than a dozen large waterfalls just now.
Almost at the same time, Lan Wuyuan's movements floated out like a ghost.
Huang Quan focused all his energy on dealing with the man in purple, and he never expected such a killing move to appear behind him.
The three teenagers were stunned on the spot, even if they wanted to come to the rescue, it was too late, the purple qi was too fast, and they had reached Huang Quan's back in the blink of an eye.
Heaven drops!
Huang Quan didn't turn around, in the face of this fierce and domineering purple qi coming from the east, Huang Quan could only use his heavenly strength to deal with it, but whether he could block the three purple qi was not sure, and he had no extra strength to block the attack of the purple-clothed man from below.
He didn't, but Lan Wuyuan did.
The water droplets condensed and rotated at an unexpected speed, converging into three lines of water, which seemed to be unpretentious, but they were infused with all the power of Huangquan.
The purple gas and water lines collided, and a powerful force slammed out, and the surface began to shake violently.
A dazzling white light exploded from the center of the purple qi and the waterline, and the cyclone burst into an earth-shattering bang. The surrounding people avoided it one after another, and it became a ruin within a radius of ten zhang.
The flying dust blocked the view of the outsiders, and Zu Yi jumped into the door to check the situation.
The strong wind blew, and Huang Quan was the first to appear in front of everyone, but seeing his vague steps and pale face, he was obviously seriously injured.
Zu Yi hurriedly held Huang Quan and continued to look for Lan Wuyuan's figure.
Ahem......
With a strong cough, Lan Wuyuan immediately appeared, covered in dust, but as if he was not injured.
The four purple-clothed men didn't see their senior brother come out for a long time, looked at each other, and immediately ran forward to look for them.
"Uncle Huangquan, how are you?" asked Zu Yi with concern. Chihiro and Frostfeijue ran forward, both of them equally worried about Huangquan's safety.
"Can't die. Huang Quan grinned and spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Senior brother!" only to hear a purple-clothed man shout sadly.
"Big brother, he, he...... It seems to be dead" The four purple-clothed men found the senior brother, and their senior brother had a big hole in his chest, his face was pale, and he had become a corpse.
"Dead. Chihiro took a deep breath, still recovering from the shocking fight scene just now.
"If he dies, if he doesn't die, it is us who will die. Lan Wuyuan sighed and turned around and walked towards the four purple-clothed men.
Seeing Lan Wuyuan step forward, the four purple-clothed men raised their heads and gritted their teeth and pounced on each other. "Avenge the elder brother!"
"Since we're coming together, let's go together. Lan Wuyuan's face was expressionless, killing one person with one move, and after four moves, there were already five corpses lying on the ground.
The person who was still alive just now has now become a corpse, and Chihiro asked in a lost mind, "Do these people have to die?"
"To be merciful to one's enemies is to be cruel to oneself. Lan Wuyuan didn't go to see Chihiro, he put his palm on Huang Quan's shoulder, and sent the technique to heal him.
"Are they enemies......" Chihiro couldn't help but ask again.
Zu Yi walked over and stared at Chihiro and said coldly: "When he has the intention of killing us, he is the enemy, if you don't kill the enemy, the enemy will kill you, didn't you see the killer he did to Uncle Huangquan just now?"
Chihiro was silent, he looked at Lan Wuyuan's always warm face, and suddenly felt unfamiliar like never before. In the same way, he also realized the rule of the law of the jungle in this absurd continent, if you don't kill the enemy, the enemy will kill you.
Huang Quan's injuries were quite serious, and it might take seven or eight days to recover, if it wasn't for Lan Wuyuan's quick reaction just now, and now he turned into a corpse, I'm afraid it would not be the man in purple but him.
"Wuyuan, what did you use just now......" Huang Quan looked at Lan Wuyuan and asked with some hesitation.
"The Art of Great Yin and Yang ......"
can kill the purple-clothed man in an instant at that critical moment, in addition to the great yin and yang technique in the Xuanshui Clan, what exercises can be done?
Lan Wuyuan's moves were illusory but precise, like attacking and defending, seemingly slow and impermanent, but as fast as lightning. It was this unbelievable technique that could kill the man in purple with one move.
The reason why this move worked wonders was precisely because it was in the gap that the man in purple did not guard against, if the man in purple did his best to put against Lan Wuyuan. Lan Wuyuan, who had the effect of the Great Yin and Yang Technique at the beginning, was probably not his opponent either.
In this way, Huang Quan and Lan Wuyuan both knew in their hearts that they had completely offended Moyun Island at this time.
Five days have passed, and the journey has been a little more than half, and it will take another month to almost reach Quling City. Huang Quan's injuries were basically healed, and after lunch in a town that day, Huang Quan said goodbye to everyone and went back to Qianmu.
As soon as Huang Quan went, Lan Wuyuan's heart felt even more unsteady, in recent days, he always felt that someone was following him all the way, but he couldn't find a stalker. This is nothing more than two situations, one is that Lan Wuyuan's intuition is wrong, and the other is that the person who comes is definitely a powerful character.
Staying at the inn at night, Lan Wuyuan as usual perceived the flow of water in the ground, and all the flow of people within a hundred zhang was transmitted to Lan Wuyuan's brain through the water flow one by one, there were more than a dozen first-class masters in this area, and the rest were ordinary individual visitors, and they were not afraid.
"Could it be that I guessed wrong?" Lan Wuyuan, who was standing in front of the inn, frowned slightly, and his mood was a little irritable.
The night was as thick as splashing ink, and there was no residual star in the sky, and Zu Yi was sitting on the roof of the inn at the moment, looking at the brightly lit streets.
What came to mind in his mind was the figure of Yan Yuling, the last time they met was two years ago, the two most prestigious teenagers of the two continents met in Baiyun Mountain, and the battle was drawn. But for the arrogant Zu Yi, if he doesn't win, he is defeated, this time he goes to Quling City, he is bound to compete with Yan Yuling, if he can't win with a hairy boy of the same age, how can he talk about the first in the world in the future?
A flash of lightning swept across the western sky, and Zu Yi looked up at the cloudy night sky and muttered, "It's going to rain again." When he looked down, Lan Wuyuan was no longer in front of the inn.
Thirty miles north of the city, the tomb mountain.
A red light swayed in the night wind, and the old man with the lantern had a colorless face, trembling and walking among the mass graves. And behind him, there were seven dead corpses with yellow talisman shoes and black clothes and white pants.
"The world is chaotic, people's hearts are unpredictable, the living do not live, and the dead do not die. You have been lying here all year round, do you want to get up again to see this turbid red dust? Hehe, although hell is wonderful, it is not lively in the world after all. The old man walked to a tombstone and stopped, wiped the dust off the back with his hand, and approached the dark red light, which was engraved with the tomb of his late father Wang Zhilin.
"Wang Zhilin, how did you die? Do you have any unfulfilled wishes in your life? If so, my brother will help you get up and finish the unfinished business. The old man took out a yellow talisman from his bosom and pasted it on the tombstone, then took out the dead soul and shook it.
Crackling, crackling, the tombstone burst into two forked cracks.
"Hehe, it seems that Brother Wang's grievances are not small, he must have died unjustly. The old man smiled gloomily, slowly straightened his waist and said strangely, "As the saying goes, there is revenge and revenge, and there is injustice!
The hand raised the yellow talisman all over the sky, sprinkled on every grave, and the old man flexibly turned out a somersault, and slapped it on the spot with one palm after falling. Then the sound of explosions continued, and a dead body jumped straight from the grave, standing like a wooden stick.