The purple peaks, towering between the heavens and the earth, the peaks here are all purple, and among the purple peaks of different sizes, there is also energy gushing out from time to time, reflecting this sky with purple light, and after the sunlight, it is much more gorgeous than the rainbow. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoThe purple bamboo here is several times thicker than ordinary bamboo, and the purple bamboo is full of fine lines.

This kind of bamboo is called purple spirit bamboo, which is as hard as iron, and each bamboo is very valuable, and it is not much different from the expensive fragrant wood. There is a small village at the foot of Zizhu Mountain, and the people in the village are very wealthy, and since it was occupied by Zizhumen ten years ago, almost all the people here have become poor.

Their own bamboo forest was occupied, and those more bloody men in the village naturally fought with the people of Zizhumen with machetes! But Zizhumen beat them all over the ground with a random teenager, if they hadn't promised the people of Zizhumen, this Zizhumen forest would have been Zizhumen's private property from now on, but I am afraid that they would have been killed by the people of Zizhumen.

Over the years, they have found many warriors and tried to deal with the people of Zizhumen, but those warriors have all been killed by the people of Zizhumen! Those who paid for the warriors were hanged at the entrance of the village in the morning, and since then no one has dared to provoke Zizhumen! In the past ten years, a gorgeous and wealthy village has gradually declined and moved towards poverty.

The men in the small village could only go to the city helplessly, driving the vulgar servants, the old and weak women and children who stayed at home, but the people of Zizhumen were not embarrassed.

The clean stream that used to surround the village has become more and more shallow after not being cared for by men, and a few country women are washing clothes in the river, cursing Zizhumen in a low voice, and all kinds of local words are spoken. Xin Qijie landed on the mountain peak in the distance, heard the words of several women, put his feet on the ground a little, landed on the edge of the stream, and asked, "May I ask a few eldest sisters, I don't know where Zizhumen is in Zizhu Mountain?"

It turned out that Xin Qijie went around in Zizhu Mountain, but he didn't find anyone from Zizhumen, so he landed on the mountain peak in the distance, and saw several women washing clothes in the river, although they spoke the local language, he knew more or less, so he swept over from the mountain peak.

"What do you have to do with Zizhumen?What are you doing here?Are you their friend?" Several women looked at Xin Qijie fiercely, their expressions were very unfriendly, and they grinned.

Xin Qijie knew that they hated Zizhumen to the core, so he smiled faintly: "The people of Zizhumen robbed me of my things, I want to find them to come back, if you know, please tell me, I will be grateful." ”

"How can Zizhumen always do such a lack of morality! The purple bamboo in Zizhu Forest belongs to us ordinary people, since they came, they have been occupied, if anyone cuts a purple bamboo, they will cut off a palm, extremely cruel! My man is because he secretly cut a purple bamboo, they cut off a palm, and he has become extremely decadent and a wasted person. The fat-looking woman, hearing that Xin Qijie was not a person from Zizhumen, the fierce color on her face dissipated, and she gritted her teeth.

The emaciated woman sighed: "This little brother, you better go back, the strength of the people in Zizhumen is too strong, dozens of people can't deal with them, not to mention that you are just a teenager, so as not to get into trouble, it's better to leave early." ”

"Look at the stone in front of you, as soon as I shake my palm, it will turn to powder silently. Xin Qijie knew that if he didn't show some skills, these women who had never seen the world would not be able to tell him where Zizhu Mountain was, so he smiled and said.

Several women felt that Xin Qijie was bragging, and said: "We will not believe your words, I look at such a big stone, how can you make it silently turn into powder." ”

Xin Qijie smiled: "If I let the stone turn into powder silently, will you tell me the place of Zizhumen?"

Several women nodded and said, "As long as you let the stone turn into powder silently, we will give you some money, please do me a favor." ”

"You're going to see it. Xin Qijie slowly shook his palm, and the space fluctuated, and the larger stone in the distance silently turned into powder and scattered everywhere like dust.

Several women were dumbfounded, and said in surprise: "Is this the strong man that the village chief said? You go and call the people in the village to come, prepare more money, and beg him to help us eradicate the Zizhu Gate." ”

"As long as you tell me where Zizhumen is, I will help you eradicate the cancer of Zizhumen! These bamboos are still yours, you can still cut and sell the bamboos here and live a rich life in the past. Xin Qijie knew a lot from their local dialect, and knew that they used to live on bamboo, and after not having these bamboos, they lived a relatively poor life, so they wanted to help them solve the Zizhumen.

The emaciated woman, with a glint in her eyes, said happily: "Is what you said true, you really don't want our money to help us solve the Zizhumen?"

"Have you heard that a warrior is still short of money? If a warrior is short of money, then he is a warrior with very low strength. Xin Qijie smiled indifferently.

The woman said happily: "It's normal for people elsewhere to not know about the Zizhu Gate, they built behind the giant mountain, and there are a lot of hidden mechanisms inside, you have to be careful when you go, if you defeat all the people in the Zizhu Gate, remember to come here and tell us, we will wait for you here." ”

Xin Qijie smiled secretly, no wonder he had been looking for so long, but he didn't find Zizhumen, it turned out to be in the belly of the mountain, and said, "I will defeat them and will come to tell you." As he spoke, he disappeared in a flash.

Several women hugged each other in surprise, the real strong, the footwork is so exquisite, like a ghost, it seems that the people of the village may be able to return to the good old days.

In the purple woods, the fragrance of this wild flower is emanated, a black rope is tied in the middle of the bamboo, and there is a blood-red stone tablet with a few hideous characters written on the stone tablet: Death to those who step on the black line!

The blood-red hideous characters, illuminated by the golden halo, were strange and bloody. Xin Qijie sneered and stepped over the black line, and his figure shot out like electricity. Suddenly, two purple pillars of light burst out, and the air let out a low whimpering sound, looking at the purple pillars of light that were shot, Xin Qijie's fingertips were full of vitality, and the purple pillars of light exploded into fragments, falling to the ground and turning into pieces of bamboo, which were made of purple pillars.

"The hearts of the people of Zizhumen are really ruthless, if they were ordinary people, I was afraid that they had been pierced through their chests and died just now. "Xin Qi Festival along the trail, the path is full of purple bamboo leaves, the cool breeze blows slowly, the bamboo leaves rustle, in the silent mountain forest, like a pleasant rhythm, listening to the human ear, very comfortable.

At the end of the trail, I looked at a few thick purple pillars, like green pines, and the branches and leaves were extraordinarily luxuriant, flashing with a faint purple light. The one leaning against the mountain, with a finger-thick nail nailed to it, tied to a red rope, and a purple mace hanging from the rope, and the bamboo had been beaten. (To be continued.) )