Chapter 93: The One-Armed Old Man

The face of the cold-faced black armor sank, and the two thick black eyebrows were connected into a line, and his face was fierce.

The little vulture stubbornly guarded the door and refused to give an inch.

Leng Mian's face turned dark, and he was about to step forward, but he was pulled by another black armor, and black armor shook his head at Leng Mian.

Leng Mian's hand holding the hilt of the sword was bulging, he was restrained, if it was somewhere else, he would have broken in a long time ago, but this place was different, the young man lying on the chaise longue was awe-inspiring, even if he was a god guard.

The singing and dancing were extremely annoying, and the little eyes that kept peeking at them were even more disturbing, and the faces of the two gods and guards became more and more ugly, but they never stepped into the bronze bird platform, of course, it was not because of the child in front of them.

Time was flowing anxiously, and before I knew it, the sun was shifting, and the rattan chair fell into the shadows, Tsing Yi opened his eyes, he sat up slowly, inhaled his slightly reddened nose, and looked around a little hazy.

The young man's gaze stopped on Hei Jia, he raised his eyebrows slightly, stood up, and slowly walked towards the west gate.

Seeing the young man walking towards them, Hei Jia couldn't help but look straight and stood upright.

"Meet the young master. ”

Ram Chen nodded slightly, his gaze passed over them, and looked at a behemoth outside, a stone statue almost as high as the bronze bird platform, a dark gray stone statue, two zhang high and no less than three feet wide.

This is a stone statue of a young man, with his head in a bun, his hair crowned and hairpinned, his eyes blazing, his eyes looking ahead, his robe and boots, his waist hanging a sword, behind his hand, a strand of hair is clearly visible, and the fingers holding the sword are distinct.

The boy looked at the boy for a long time, and Ram Chen added a slightly dry lips, and asked in a hoarse voice, "My stone statue?"

"Yes. ”

Black Armor bowed.

"What does that mean?"

Ram Chen asked again.

The two black armors looked at each other, and one bowed down and explained: "Young Master, the two of us received the decree of the Ancestor to escort the stone statue of the Young Master to the Jianchen Courtyard and handed it over to the Young Master, and the rest was not instructed by the Ancestor. ”

"Not instructed?"

Ram Chen groaned, Yao Lao said, the living cultivate, the dead make statues.

Only the dead will erect a plaque and a monument, and if there is merit and virtue, someone will make a statue for him, but now that he is still alive, the stone statue has been built, and he has been sent to him, which is not a good thing to look at.

Ram Chen didn't open his mouth for a long time, and he didn't have an idea what to do.

"Less...... Young master, where do you see where this stone statue should be placed?"

The Divine Guards asked tentatively, their palms already sweaty.

Ram Chen's eyebrows tightened, where to put it, this is a question, after all, it is his own stone statue, he walked down the bronze bird platform, and the vultures and black armor followed closely behind.

A sturdy man in his twenties with his upper body bare, watching the young man come down, hurriedly bent his knees and kowtowed, "Little ...... Villain...... Meet...... Meet the young master of the ram!"

"No need to be polite. ”

Ram Chen waved.

"Young Master Xie. ”

And they all got up, and they all bowed their heads.

Ram Chen pointed to the north and said, "Carry it over there." ”

"Yes. ”

An elder responded, turned back to command the strong man, and with a voice, hi...... Hi Hi ...... The stone statue was lifted.

Gong Yang Chen walked in front, followed by Wutong and Heijia, and everyone carried stone statues and followed behind the three of them.

Now the appearance of Jianchen Courtyard has changed greatly, there is neither a wall, nor a courtyard gate, only twelve rooms facing each other, the original main house due north has been demolished, and there is just a vacant land.

The stone statue fell on the vacant land vacated by the original main house according to the requirements of the ram Chen, the stone statue stood north and faced south, and more than 20 men set up the stone statue and began to untie the rope, and their shoulders were red.

Ram Chen was touched and said, "Reward, one person and one silver." ”

"The young master has a reward, one person and one silver!"

Some of these men who are accustomed to hard work can't believe their ears, and each person has one silver.

When the vultures began to scatter money, Ram Chen had already left, and one by one the men kowtowed to the stone statue to thank him.

Gong Yang Chen, who returned to the Tongque Terrace, saw that everyone looked at him very strangely.

The young man pursed his lips and beckoned to his apprentice Zhan Tai Feiyun.

"Master Chen?"

"Go, move the rattan chair. ”

"Oh. ”

"Brother Liu, I have newly learned the Six Styles of Gale, let's learn from each other. ”

"Good!"

The two of them each took a bamboo sword, both of them held a sword in their left hand, green clothes and white clothes, long swords staggered, vertical and horizontal swords, and a strong wind.

......

It was night, at the northern foot of Daqing Mountain, in the shade of the mountain, the black fog was rolling and roaring, the one-armed old man laughed loudly, the old trees were swaying, and the stream was rolling upside down.

The spirit sword under the ancient tree is still persistently cutting endless roots.

Rust spots, a rusty spot like syphilis appeared on the jet-black spirit sword.

The sword spirit became unusually silent.

......

Tens of thousands of miles away from the southwest of Ram City, there was a carriage shrouded in white light that was rushing overnight, and countless evil spirits flew into the white light like moths to the fire.

The carriage in the white light traveled all the way north, an old man and a young man in the car, the old man's white robe, spotless, the girl's emerald green dress, emerald green forehead, the girl's long and extremely tender, palm-sized face, black eyes, extremely energetic, like an emerald green bird.

"Master, Master, how long will it take?"

"Well, it's coming. ”

The old man opened his mouth and replied, but his eyes were not opened.

The girl pursed her lips, extremely dissatisfied with this unintentional reply, and the girl complained, "Master, you always said that it was almost fast, it has been almost two days. ”

"Well, it's fast, Lan'er, don't be in a hurry - if the mind is quiet, the mind is clear, the spirit is condensed, the spirit is condensed, the soul is guarded, the god is in the heart, guarded, keep your heart, in order to feel the divine will. ”

Once again, the old man began to teach his disciples.

"Master, got it, how long is it left?"

"It's coming. ”

......

The sky was clear, the winter sky was extremely high, and there was not a single cloud in the sky.

Today's Ram City is exceptionally quiet, the city guards have controlled the avenue leading to the Ram Gate and the Ping'an Gate early in the morning, and the black armor that is rare to see in a hundred years, the Ram Clan's Shenluwei walked out of the Ram's mansion.

One by one, the old men of the Ram Clan Sacrifice House dressed in white got into the carriages, and the four statues of the gods wrapped in red satin were transported out first.

The nine carriages drove directly out of the Ram Clan's mansion from the ancestral temple.

The gate of the Ram clan was then closed, the mansion of the Ram clan was closed, and it was strictly forbidden to enter and exit, and the guards of the various courtyards of the Ram clan were stationed at the major formation nodes under the leadership of the masters of each court, and the patriarch Ram Hui led the gray-clothed guards to personally assist the court masters of the formation to guard the main formation.

The Ram's Temple, the revival of the six gods, the two lands inside and outside the city, the two door gods of Qinghemen, the day tour god of the Ram Clan's mansion and the night tour god general.

The six-colored divine light above the ancestral temple illuminated the northern foot of Daqing Mountain, and the people of Ram City frequently called out miracles.

The one-armed old man in the south of the mountain left the Batu Cave for the first time in hundreds of years, waded through Bixi, and went down to Daqingshan.

He walked out of the dark fog that did not see the light of day, and the old man walked towards the Ram City step by step, holding a deadwood cane in his hand and carrying an ink sword on his back.