Everyone fell, and Huzi opened his mouth and said, "Wang Bin shopkeeper, what about the person we want." ”

The fat shopkeeper smiled and nodded, and replied, "I brought him here early in the morning." Then he clapped his hands, and walked out from behind the rocks, and the group walked behind the fat shopkeeper and stopped, and in a few breaths they separated into formation, and brought out an old man wearing a felt hat and a gray cloth robe, about six out of fifty, with three or four dry gourds pinned to his waist.

The fat shopkeeper said, "This is the person you want." Then he gestured to the old man, and took three or four steps back.

The clansmen of the son of Zhurong were surrounded around, and the people of the Tan clan stood on the periphery, they were beaten to pieces, only some remnants were left, led by Tan Changming, they no longer made a move, the son of Zhurong did not move, they did not move, only when the clansmen of the son of Zhurong wanted to leave, they just intervened.

Huzi hurriedly walked up to the old man and said, "Uncle, you are from Huzhou." ”

The old man seemed to be more afraid, and nodded timidly.

Huzi then asked, "But what about Huzhou, which has ten major sects?" ”

The old man shook his head, and Huzi's heart suddenly became gloomy, and then he began to get angry. I only heard the old man continue: "That was before, and the later war made the power of the sect change, I am an ordinary person, I can't inquire about the news of the sect, I only heard that the whole sect was slaughtered by people, and later, I heard that the peak was rebuilt somewhere." ”

Huzi was overjoyed when he heard this, and turned back to Mu Ziyun and shouted, "It's from my hometown!" ”

Mu Ziyun slowly stepped forward and asked, "Where are you from Huzhou?" ”

The old man replied: "Qingshan Peak Domain, Shicheng Kuoren." ”

"Stone Castle!" Huzi laughed and said: "Isn't it just north of our Tai'er Village, fellow countryman, the two of us are from Tai'er Village, and we are also disciples of Qingshan Peak, I am Du Hu, the head of the Qingshan Peak Dimen, and this is Mu Ziyun, the quasi-head of Qingshan Peak Yumen." ”

Mu Ziyun waved his hand and said gloomily: "It's a disciple." "It's just that I've been thinking about the bell in my heart, and I don't know where this girl was taken by the demon tiger.

The old man was obviously very excited, grabbed Huzi's hands, and said tremblingly: "Fellow countryman, we are fellow countrymen." ”

Huzi hurriedly asked: "Fellow, we left Huzhou early, and the rest of the matter is not clear, you can tell us quickly, what disaster happened in Huzhou." ”

The old man shuddered suddenly, as if he remembered the tragic situation in his hometown, and he said sadly: "It is a disaster from the Tiannu Slave Cemetery on the Yuanjiang Trail, like a plague, all the sects have taken action, but they still can't stop the spread of the plague. ”

"What about Tai'er Village!" Mu Ziyun hurriedly said: "Is there an accident in my village?" ”

The old man sighed and said: "Don't say that there is no good land in Huzhou, although Tai'er Village is close to Shicheng, but I really didn't go to see it at that time, and I thought about it and suffered some twists and turns." ”

Huzi sighed and said, "No one can deal with that plague?" What about Tianhemen? Mu Ziyun and I have traveled for a long time, and we have seen many heroes, but the level of medicine of the forces has never been comparable to that of Huzhou Tianhemen. ”

"That's right" The old man nodded bitterly and said, "I heard a disciple of Qingshan Peak who fled said that Tianhemen and Linlu Peak jointly found a way to deal with the plague, but... The resources required to treat the sick are huge, and the core figures of the non-sects cannot afford it. ”

Mu Ziyun said bitterly: "I don't know what happened to my father." ”

Huzi replied bitterly: "Ji people have their own natural appearance, our father and mother are honest people, treat people kindly, and nothing will happen." ”

The old man paused for a moment and asked, "You just said that you are from Qingshan Peak?" ”

"Oh, fellow, I'm Du Hu, the head of Qingshan Peak, this is Mu Ziyun of Yumen." After Huzi finished speaking, he saw that the fellow didn't know what he was thinking, and asked again: "Fellow, have you heard of us?" ”

"I haven't heard the name of Du Hu, it seems that I have heard the name Mu Ziyun, and even the village spread it at that time, saying that there is a monster in our Qingshan Peak, called Mu Ziyun, which is very powerful." The old man looked at Mu Ziyun, but he couldn't recognize it at all.

Huzi replied: "It's him." ”

The old man breathed a sigh of relief, frowned slightly, and said, "Did you all escape?" ”

Huzi replied: "We have already gone to sea and have not caught the plague. ”

"I see, go well, otherwise you will avoid sin."

Mu Ziyun asked anxiously, "Is Qingshan Peak okay?" I have two masters, one is the head of the Yumen Li Ziwen, and the other is Yang Qing, who is the elder of Qingshan Peak. ”

"Master Li" The old man was stunned for a moment, and lamented: "Old Master Li died at the beginning of the plague. ”

The two of them were very shocked when they heard this, Mu Ziyun's eyes widened, his mouth opened and closed and he couldn't speak, and after a long time, he said, "What.... How could it be, I... My master's nickname is 'Li Invincible', although he is an old man, his body is absolutely tough, and he is plagued...."Mu Ziyun couldn't believe that Li Ziwen would die, and shook his head involuntarily, "By the way, even if the method of Tianhemen requires a lot of resources, but the head of the sect can always afford it, why would my master still be..."

The old man replied: "At that time, there was no cure, and the old head of Li didn't come over, hey, the old head of Li has been kind to the people in the domain for many years, and everyone cried for many days when they heard that he was immortal. ”

Mu Ziyun was dazed in his mind, he had just experienced the death of the bell, although he comforted himself that "the bell is not dead", and at this moment he was told that the master was dead, that was Huzhou Li Wuving, although he was old, but Mu Ziyun never thought that his old man would leave so quickly, he couldn't help but feel heartache, plopped, and knelt on the ground facing south.

After holding it for a long time, his face turned red, the bitter water in his heart turned over, and he howled sadly: "Master! The head grabbed the ground, the forehead was bleeding, and he got up and shouted: "The apprentice is not filial, the half of the jade pendant you gave to the apprentice when you parted was also burned by the apprentice, the apprentice was wrong, the apprentice should not leave Huzhou, should not abandon the sect, the apprentice... "Leaned down, speechless.

Huzi sighed, patted Mu Ziyun's shoulder, and said to the sky: "Master Li is good to go, please rest assured, Mu Ziyun and I will return to Qingshan Peak immediately, no matter how heavy the burden of the sect will be, the two of us vow to carry it." ”

The kite also understood what was going on, and it was inconvenient to say more, and sighed one after another, Du Xiaoyue's family was already ruined, so she didn't care if there was a plague in Huzhou, she didn't speak for a long time, her mind was still in Wenyin Mountain, and the sentence that described her was useless to be a corpse, and when a person was incompetent, she was put into the ground. She was grateful to Fang Tianmu for saving her, but she didn't want to be saved forever.

After half a pillar of incense, Patriarch Li Sheng said angrily: "Okay, let go of our imprisonment, we have to rush back to Hengshan immediately!" ”

Mu Ziyun knelt on the ground and said softly, "Let's go." Then he released all the mortal fire under his control, and after recovering his strength, the clansmen of the "Son of Zhurong" quickly broke through the defense line of the corpse puppets of the Hanging Tan Clan, and let the elders Li Yuanming and Zhi Qi'er lead a team of people to continue to resist the Hanging Tan Clan, and the rest of the people ran towards Hengshan under the leadership of Li Sheng.

Mu Ziyun stood up, his face was pale, he nodded to the old man, and said, "Thank you, fellow countryman, for bringing us the news, please take us home." ”

"Home?" The old man was stunned for a moment, and suddenly felt a burst of cold air behind him, and he prevaricated: "Oh, yes, I can take you home." ”

The fat shopkeeper had a cold face behind him for a moment, and then returned to normal, but this change was observed by Fang Tianmu.

The old man took a gourd from his waist at an inopportune time, and after opening the lid, the aroma of wine wafted out of it, and after Huzi smelled it, he said excitedly: "But the corn wine in our hometown." ”

"Exactly" The old man took a sip to his lips and handed it to Huzi, who took a bite of his stomach, suddenly felt wonderful, and shouted: "Is it that taste, or the wine of my hometown, Mu Ziyun, come and take a sip." ”

Mu Ziyun took the gourd weakly and took a sip, his originally dead and dull heart was also rejuvenated by the smell of wine, and he couldn't help but swallow it again.

The old man walked up to Fang Tianmu and the others, took off the gourd and said, "You are also fellow villagers in Huzhou, come on, try our family's wine." ”

The kite did not refuse, took the gourd, and said, "Thank you, we are not from Huzhou." ”

"That's okay, I'm happy today, let's drink it." The old man looked at the kite and said.

The kite hesitated for a while, but had to open the lid, took a sip of wine, and replied, "It's delicious, but it's a little spicy." ”

The old man looked at Fang Tianmu again, but was so shocked by Fang Tianmu's cold gaze that he stopped laughing, lowered his eyebrows and retreated a few steps, and then looked at the hometown, feeling even more afraid, and after laughing embarrassedly, he turned around, and when he turned around, he happened to meet the fat shopkeeper's eyes, the fat shopkeeper squinted his eyes quietly, and the old man hurriedly lowered his head and ran back, hiding behind the fat shopkeeper.

Huzi, who was tasting the smell of wine, said suspiciously: "Huh? Fellow, how do you stand there, come here, you don't have to follow Wang Bin nobles in the future, follow us, let's go home together. ”

Mu Ziyun looked at the look on the face of the fellow, and then at the face of the fat shopkeeper, he suddenly felt bad, and shouted: "Not good!" He quickly threw away the gourd in his hand, and knocked out the tiger and the kite's hands.

Mu Ziyun glared at the old man and asked, "You're not from Huzhou?" ”

The fat shopkeeper laughed and said: "I am a businessman, pay attention to integrity, and the goods I take out are naturally genuine, of course he is from Huzhou, and what he said just now is true." ”

"What do you mean, this wine is poisonous." Mu Ziyun felt remorseful and was too careless, but the wine had already entered his stomach, and it was too late to be poisonous or not.

"It's really poisonous, it's poisonous." The fat shopkeeper said bluntly.

The kite snorted three or four times in a row, and the fat shopkeeper saw it and said: "Girl, it's useless, this wine poison is not in the water, but in the air, as long as you smell the fragrance of this wine, you will definitely be poisoned." ”

"You smell it, don't you?" Mu Ziyun said coldly.

"It's true, but I haven't finished speaking, the poison of alcohol is not enough to kill, and a term is needed, just by reading it, it can make some people poison and die."

"Why! Businessman! Huzi said viciously.

"No treacherous business, don't you understand this truth today?"

"I ask you why!" Huzi said angrily: "What you want us to do, we have done it!" ”

"Oh, there's no way, you're alive, I'm not at ease, timid, forgive me." With that, he read the term, and at the same time, the bodies of Huzi, Mu Ziyun, and Kite glowed green together.

"It's energy!" Mu Ziyun exclaimed, "No wonder. ”

Fang Tianmu raised his hand slightly, and in the blink of an eye, he devoured all the evil energy in the bodies of the three of them, and the scene calmed down again.

Mu Ziyun snorted coldly and said, "That's all there is to it? ”

The fat shopkeeper clapped his hands and applauded, and then said: "I just said a lie, in fact, what is toxic is not the smell of alcohol, but the wine, the wine enters the stomach, and there is no energy in itself, after I pronounce the term, it will generate energy, and the energy will maximize the toxin, I guess Fang Shaoxia will not be interested in drinking, so he came up with this plan." After you absorb energy, you can't digest the toxins carried by the energy, so Fang Shaoxia can be said to be the most poisoned. ”

"What!" Mu Ziyun looked back at Fang Tianmu, Fang Tianmu's face was cold, and black blood slowly flowed from the corners of his mouth.

Mu Ziyun was angry, suddenly panting, his heartbeat was so strong that even Huzi and Kite swayed their bodies, and the fat shopkeeper smiled when he saw it: "The poison that originally came in the wine is enough." ”

"Why!" Mu Ziyun said hatefully.

The fat shopkeeper was just about to reply, but Mu Ziyun waited for the old man and asked angrily: "Since you are from Huzhou, why do you want to help them!" ”

The old man's voice trembled, he didn't dare to raise his head, and whispered: "I escaped with my daughter, my daughter is in their hands, I have to be obedient, I... I came here early in the morning, before the sea changed, and on the way home, I.... I don't know. ”

Huzi stuck his hands in the soil, the green tendons on his arms were exposed, and his face turned blue.

The fat shopkeeper scratched his chin and said, "Oh, your daughter, she has been played to death a long time ago, do you want to see her?" ”

The old man jerked his head up and stood there like a stone sculpture.

The fat shopkeeper cut the old man's neck with his hand, the man was bleeding nonstop, the fat shopkeeper wiped his hands, and said with a smile: "I like to unload the mill and kill the donkey, every time I play, it's so enjoyable, hahaha!" ”

"Damn!" Mu Ziyun struggled to stand up, thinking together that he wanted to control the clansmen of the "Son of Zhurong" to protect them, but unexpectedly, two fire fists hit Mu Ziyun's chest and back at the same time.

Mu Ziyun spurted black blood, looked up at Li Qi'er, who was looking at him coldly, and after suddenly realizing it, he shook his shoulders and laughed, and said, "You guys are actually... This is that woman's plan, Zhiqing! ”