At three minutes in the middle of the night, it was dark in Changfeng Town, and everyone unloaded the fatigue of the day and fell asleep.

However, in the wasteland, not far to the west of the town, there was a sound of scolding.

A few fires flickered, and if you looked closely, there were many figures, about dozens of people.

"Brother Wang Liang, the people under him are ready. ”

One of them whispered.

"What's the hurry, it's just a group of mortals, why bother to kill, the Dharma protector left again, originally said that it was to sacrifice and refine the magic weapon, but now it is also invalid, and when the time comes, just kill it. ”

"If it weren't for the fact that those junks under your command killed the wrong people, how would it be my turn to do these inferior things, if I went back and let those people know, it would definitely be a joke, and it would be really infuriating. ”

There was anger and disdain in the man's tone, as if killing a group of mortals was not only a waste of his time, but also a dirty hand.

And the person who listened was also a little embarrassed, he didn't expect this person to not give him face at all, and he said it so clearly, he was also a little annoyed, but when he thought of the person on his head, he was also helpless.

"Didn't I already deduct that they should get three desolate cores this month, Brother Wang Liang, you should also be angry. ”

"Well, after all, those so-called decent disciples are coming after that, and they must not leak the slightest bit of news, so let's deal with it quickly, some obstructive mortals, just disappear as soon as possible. ”

After all, he took the lead towards the town, walking leisurely like a walk, but the speed was not slow, and those behind him immediately followed.

On the northern edge of the town, in a simple room, Ming Bufan was still sleeping, but a tall and thin figure stood beside him.

"Don't think that some of your little cleverness can escape my palm, today is to use these people's hands to change your character a little, after all, such a willing to return to the ordinary character is not good, it needs a little stimulation. ”

And that Ming Bufan also seemed to suddenly feel something, his breathing became short, and his eyes were about to open.

"Sure enough, like your troublesome father, he was born with an unusual sensitivity to danger. Seeing this, the tall and thin figure spoke in a rather irritated tone.

Stretched out his hand and patted Ming Bufan's forehead gently, silently, Ming Bufan returned to sleep again, and he didn't feel anything about the outside world.

"Hey...... If it weren't for this curse, why would I use such an uncontrolled method. ”

sighed softly again, the thin arm grabbed Ming Bufan's arm again, and lifted it up easily, you must know that Ming Bufan's body has been exercising all year round, although it is not burly, but it is also a little strong, and this tall and thin figure makes people feel that they have no strength at a glance, but it is so easy to mention Ming Bufan, it is obviously a bit unbelievable.

Then put Ming Bufan on his back, that is, towards the door, when passing by the window, a moonlight shone on his face, and the face he showed was the fortune teller.

But before he could reach the door, the door was opened.

A slightly sturdy middle-aged man stood outside the door, the moonlight came down from above, shining his body and face clearly, it was Ming Bufan's father-Ming Lan.

Ming Lan was holding a short knife in her hand, her eyebrows were furrowed, and her eyes were like blades, looking at the fortune teller calmly.

"Chen Xiu, where are you taking my son?"

The fortune teller smiled.

"Sure enough, you still noticed it, it is worthy of the top hunter who was circulating in the city at that time, I still remember the appearance of you saving me from the mouth of the blue leopard sixteen years ago. ”

"Haha, at that time, I really showed an extraordinary temperament, but it's a pity that for a woman, I became like this. ”

Ming Lan's face was unmoved, still the same as before.

"Why do you have to talk such nonsense and tell your purpose, otherwise my knife will not recognize people. ”

The fortune teller walked back to the bed, put Ming Bufan back on the bed, and said without turning his head:

"Purpose? I have many goals, the first is to let your son live........

"What the hell do you want to say, I don't want to hear you talk nonsense!!!"

Before the fortune teller could finish speaking, Ming Lan shouted out a sentence.

Quietly patted Ming Bufan's chest, where the red jade pendant was hung, and re-covered the thin futon on Ming Bufan's body, the fortune teller slowly turned around, but the tall and thin body revealed a kind of majesty, and the momentum almost made Ming Lan lift the knife, but this momentum only appeared for a moment, and then returned to calm.

"Let me tell you, most of the people in this town are going to suffer tonight, and I just think that you have been good to me for more than ten years, and you just want to save your son's life, but you don't want to do it. ”

"Save my son, and most of the people in the town will suffer?"

Ming Lan sneered on her face, it was impossible, anyone could see that this old man must have bad intentions.

"That's naturally to save your son, didn't the people who went out of the wilderness escape back to one, I believe you should have heard some of it, the monk who once made you look like this has appeared again, and tonight is the killing, and now I don't know how many people have been asleep forever in their sleep. ”

Hearing this, although Ming Lan's face was calm, his heart was turbulent, and the memories of many years ago all came flooding back at once, and the past events that made him painful were recalled again, and the old injuries on his legs and feet were a little faintly painful.

But he didn't show it, his sharp eyes were fixed on the fortune teller's face, even if such a thing happened, he wouldn't trust this old man with confidence, more than ten years of memory made him know how terrible this old man was.

"I guess they've already killed them in the middle of the town" Looking at Ming Lan's blade-like eyes, the fortune teller smiled and said:

"Actually, I have been taken care of by you for so many years, I also know how to be grateful, since you don't let me take him away, then I'll tell you a way to live, keep going north, there is a town called Candle Flower, as long as you hurry up, you should be able to arrive before dawn, and then you just need to tell the people inside the name of the town, that is, the word Candle Flower, and the people of that town will give you a place to live, and these so-called monks dare not go there. ”

Ming Lan had a lot of thoughts in his mind for a while, he didn't doubt the words of the tall and thin old man in front of him, more than ten years of getting along, coupled with his natural sensitivity to some things, he also knew that a catastrophe was coming, but he still didn't understand the purpose of this tall and thin old man, he had been wary of this fortune teller for more than ten years, and he knew that he was not simple.

"What the hell are you trying to do, say, you should know what kind of character I am. ”

The short knife in his hand swung lightly twice, even if he knew what if those people were coming, his face was not panicked.

The fortune teller smiled and turned to look out the window to the west, where there was already a faint flickering fire, accompanied by some muffled screams.

"Believe it or not, if you really want to die, I don't care, whatever you want. ”

As he spoke, he walked towards the door, and then walked around Ming Lan's body and walked outside.

Ming Lan's eyes narrowed, and she just watched the tall and thin old man in front of her walk out, the short knife in her hand trembled slightly, but she didn't stop it.

"Also, you have to keep your son alive. Another voice came from outside the door

"Hmph, my son, I won't let him die, how can it be your turn. ”

After a moment of silence, I looked at the firelight not far away.

After confirming that the fortune teller was leaving, Ming Lan looked at Ming Bufan, gently pushed twice, and did not wake up after calling twice, he knew that this was a small spell cast by the fortune teller, he had seen it many times many years ago, pinned the short knife to his waist, grabbed Ming Bufan's arm with both hands, and then turned it on his back.

It's just that when he just put it on his back, the pain in his legs and feet made Ming Lan tremble slightly.

But he gritted his teeth and carried it on his back.

"Speaking of which, the last time I carried your kid, it was only that small, and now it's a little hard for me to be heavy. ”

Ming Lan smiled on his face, his son was strong, he was naturally happy.

Heading towards Qiao'er's house, he had to wake Qiao'er, and he finally believed the old man who had made him wary for more than ten years.

A moment later.

On a remote path, Ming Lan walked with heavy steps, sweating profusely, carrying the sleeping Ming Bufan on his back, followed by the sleepy-eyed Qiao'er.

"Father, we're going there, why don't you wake up Brother Tie. ”

Qiao'er was a little puzzled, her hair was a little unkempt, since she was woken up, Minglan didn't say anything, just told her to follow quickly, and now that she was about to leave the town, she began to ask her own questions.

Looking back at the still quiet town, there were occasionally a few fires flickering, and I don't know what happened, but Qiao'er also had bad thoughts in her heart.

"I don't need to ask so much, I probably won't go back in the future. Ming Lan sighed

Hearing this, what had worried Qiao'er before really became a reality, looking at her father's serious appearance, she didn't ask why, she knew in her heart that something big had happened.

Looking back again, Aunt Li, who taught her to cook and dispense medicine, Uncle Zhang, who sold fabrics, and many other faces were all remembered by her.

"I don't know what happened, what will be their situation?" Qiao'er lowered her head and followed Ming Lan quietly.

The night was dark, and Ming Lan's pace was much faster.

I don't know when, I can't see the town anymore, and what appears in front of me is a strange town.

"Is this the Candleflower Town?" Ming Lan wiped the sweat from her forehead with her sleeve, her eyes fixed on the town.

The houses are all wooden, mostly two or three storeys, from a distance, densely packed, obviously built very densely, at a glance, this town is not a very large range of appearance, it is a little exaggerated to say that it is a small town, some like a small village.

And the construction industry Changfeng Town is completely different, the houses in Changfeng Town are all made of stone and soil, but one floor, two feet high, and the houses are also sparse, so it is such a town, but both are a little surprised.

Looking at this town, Ming Lan's heart swelled up with a lot of thoughts, and she even didn't believe the fortune teller a little, wanting to bypass this town and go elsewhere, or towards other towns and big cities.

And at this time, when Ming Lan was hesitant, a question sounded on Ming Lan's back.

"Hmm, what's going on!!"

Ming Bufan woke up.