The lights at the inn go out. Three figures burst out of the window, landed lightly on the ground, and then spread out in all directions.

Jiang Xian's figure walked through the street, came to the outside of the courtyard wall of Old Man Huang's house during the day, jumped lightly, and stepped on it like a tanuki.

Without the slightest pause, he stepped on the wall three times in a row, and then pressed his palm on the wall with a fierce force, and his body lifted and landed lightly on the wall. The whole action is fluid.

His eyes swept over the courtyard and house, and he saw a dark scene, without half a light or sound. His body was like a loach, sliding slowly down the wall without making a sound.

At the same time as the soles of his feet touched the ground, the cold hairs on his body stood on end, and the muscles in his body subconsciously moved, rolling out directly to the left front. At the same time, a fierce wind struck with a scream, and it passed by him dangerously.

Syllable! The sound of hitting the masonry sounded, a string of sparks flashed in the night, and the image of a cigarette pouch pot appeared on the wall of the doorway.

Like a poisonous snake predatoring, one blow missed, and the cigarette pouch pot turned into a phantom, stabbing Jiang Xian all over the body. Jiang Xian didn't look back, his left hand flicked back, and the exquisite dice suddenly broke through the air like a flying arrow, colliding with the slender cigarette pouch pot!

A crisp crash sounded, a string of firelight flashed, and the swept cigarette pouch pot was swept away by a blow from the exquisite dice.

Jiang Xian got up instantly, his left hand shook again, and the Linglong dice swirled at a faster speed, wrapped around the opponent's cigarette pouch pot in an instant, and suddenly dragged it back!

In the darkness, a figure was dragged out by him. He held a cigarette pouch pot in his hand, and a filament in the center was connected to Jiang Xian's hand. Both sides competed for strength in the darkness, their arms trembling slightly.

A silent duel, a few seconds later, the two sides withdrew their forces at the same time, just separated, and the next second, they rushed up like preying on cheetahs.

Bang bang bang! The fists and feet collided violently in an instant, and a wave of strength erupted between the two bodies, hitting each other several times in a few seconds. and separated almost at the same time.

It's just that when they separated, there was an old gasp, and the other party took three steps back, but Jiang Xian didn't take a single step.

Between the lightning and flint, Jiang Xian stepped forward, his body was like a sharp arrow, his wrist was flipped, the dark Mid-Autumn Water lit up, the short sword was like the wind, and the shadow chased the soul. Pointing straight at the other person's throat. The figure of the other party gasped, and his hand suddenly put into the belt. But in the next second, a crisp clicker sounded in the darkness.

It's silent.

After a few seconds, the old man's voice sounded during the day: "Gun? ”

He was answered by the sound of a bullet being loaded.

"Young people don't talk about martial arts...... Old man Huang sighed, turned around and walked towards the house: "Come on, but you have to be light, my son and granddaughter are asleep ......"

As he walked ahead, he kept pressing the light. The whole courtyard finally lit up.

This is an old-fashioned wooden house, which also adheres to the style of the Qing Dynasty and the Republic of China. Two layers, three in and three out. The yard was full of trees, and under the light, the figure of Lao Huang Rickets slowly walked in, and he couldn't tell that it was the person who had just done it with Jiang Xian.

Take Jiang Xian into the second floor, the wooden house is huge, and the second floor has an extremely wide view of the space, overlooking the front of the village, including the entrance. The dense branches of the trees avoided the window as if they were spiritual, and the scenery at the entrance of the village was unobstructed.

"This is ......" Jiang Xian gently stroked the wood and knocked it lightly, making a dull thump sound. He looked at the wood in astonishment, and was sure again that it was an iron birch.

"Iron Birch." Huang Lao's voice came from behind him, and he served two cups of tea. He sat down in a rocking chair at the table and took a heavy drag on his cigarette puck.

The pungent smell of the cigarette pouch and the fragrance of tea mixed in the house, and Jiang Xian frowned slightly: "Where did it come from?" ”

Iron Birch ...... This is the hardest wood in the world, three times harder than oak and twice as hard as regular steel. People use it as a substitute for metal. The Soviet Union used to use iron birch to make rolling balls and bearings, which were used in speedboats. The iron birch tree also has some wonderful properties, because it is extremely dense in texture, so it sinks as soon as it is placed in the water; Even if you soak it in water for a long time, the inside of it will remain dry.

Houses made of iron birch are hard to destroy. And...... This angle is obviously a bunker!

Old man Huang's status is not low.

Hearing Jiang Xian's question, Old Man Huang smiled, his face full of wrinkles and stretched, revealing a few teeth: "It's from where you want to be." ”

Iron birch production area, only in China and North Korea! This is the route of "going to the South Seas"!

He took a hard puff of his cigarette pouch, exhaled the blue-blue smoke, and sighed, "You shouldn't have come." ”

Jiang Xian couldn't help but answer: "But I'm already here." ”

Lao Huang: ???

No...... Why is this pair so familiar...... Something is so familiar that something is wrong......

After a few seconds, he said, "If you have a gun, why did you do it with me before?" ”

Pull out the gun directly, and I promise to be quiet.

Jiang Xian grinned: "Because I can't hear the truth." ”

Pull out the gun directly, that's coercion, and there is no truth under coercion. Therefore, he chose to subdue people with force, and finally violently suppressed them.

"Go up." Lao Huang cocked his thumb: "Coming for treasure?" ”

Jiang Xian nodded. Lao Huang sighed, restrained his smile, looked at Jiang Xian, and said solemnly: "Actually, we haven't found the treasure either. ”

Jiang Xian didn't know if it was okay, Lao Huang smiled bitterly: "Don't believe it? Have you heard the legend that there is a 'big ship owner' here? One hundred and eight rooms? ”

"Liar." He let out a long sigh, lifted Erlang's legs, and looked out intently: "Where did the one hundred and eight rooms come from?" We grew up growing up here, and we searched all the corners and corners. Nothing. ”

Card Wipe ...... The sound of loading sounded again, and Lao Huang's pupils shrank, and he immediately looked at Jiang Xian. Jiang Xian touched the gun lightly, didn't look at him, and said lightly: "Old man, I thought that honesty had to be emphasized on the road." ”

"If you lose, you have to tell the truth, that's the rule."

"It's not that I can't shoot, it's that I don't want to, and I hope you understand."

Without waiting for Huang Lao to answer, he stood up, turned to look out the window, and said in a deep voice: "The iron birch watchtower, the route down to the South Seas, the rudder of the legend of the Heaven and Earth Society, and the last place for the Lanfang Republic...... Am I talking enough? Are you going to keep it a secret? ”

These materials have long been investigated clearly, and Fang Yunye's information is clearly written. It's just that I can't determine the direction.

"I don't care if you're guarding or if you really haven't found it. Since you can't find it, leave it to us. ”

The sound is unequivocal. Huang Lao pondered for a moment and said, "Are you?" ”

"Mountains and seas." Jiang Xian replied quietly.

Hearing these three words, Huang Lao gasped. He no longer spoke, but smoked his cigarette pouch vigorously. After a few minutes, as if he had made up his mind, he looked up and said, "It's true that I didn't find it, but ...... It's because we're not smart enough to solve the puzzle here. ”

The little luck in his heart has completely disappeared, and this kind of thing will end up in the country, no matter what he thinks, he has to stay quiet.

"Do you remember the day when I said that if you walk at night for a long time, you will hit ghosts. That's not a proverb, just a statement. ”

He pushed open the window, and there was a dark village outside, and he smiled: "Isn't it particularly dark?" ”

"In the village, it may be normal, however, this is a tourist attraction! You can go to the door of your inn now, the iron gate below has been pulled down. He approached Jiang Xian for half a minute, licked his chapped lips, his dry face was like a ghost under the light, and said hoarsely: "Here...... There really are ghosts! ”

"This is the result of Hongmen's brother using his life to find out!"

Jiang Xian's eyes froze: "Has the houseboat died over the years?" How have you ...... travel over the years?"

"Why hasn't tourism been affected?" Lao Huang smiled: "Naturally, the houseboat that tourists travel to has no accidents at all, and it is a very safe tourist spot." What do I say about that? If you walk a lot at night, you will inevitably encounter ghosts. ”

Night Road?

Jiang Xian's eyes showed a sudden look: "What happened was a houseboat at night?" ”

"That's right, it's all at night." Lao Huang nodded and spat out the smoke ring: "It's okay to tell you, I don't know if the head of the Heaven and Earth Society is here, they all say yes, then it should be." However, here are all descendants of Hongmen. ”

"The seniors passed down two sentences: the bell strikes on the moon, the clouds return, and the island is not immortal."

Jiang Xian was stunned and said: "The birds send spring, the wind blows the flowers, it seems that the world is not the world?" ”

Huang Lao nodded, but Jiang Xian was puzzled, isn't this just an ordinary Taoist couplet?

"It's not that simple." Huang Lao narrowed his eyes and looked at the vast mountains around him: "First, there will be a strange phenomenon at three o'clock in the morning every seven days here. Black clouds cover the moon. And at this moment, a bell will ring. Fifteen minutes later, the black cloud dissipated. So many years and years like this, accurate to the second. ”

"When the black clouds dissipate, you will see an island in the well in the middle of the village. That is the so-called fairy island. Rest assured, outsiders won't be able to see that well at all. Just before the houseboat Huang Family Ancestral Hall. ”

But the next sentence we haven't unraveled for hundreds of years. Just know that every year in April and May...... Ah, right now, it's going to rain flowers. Pure petal rain, out of nowhere, never had that kind of flower around us. After investigation, that kind of flower ...... Hey hey ......"

He laughed dryly twice and looked at Jiang Xian: "It's called Manzhu Shahua." Hell Flowers. ”

"There is no such flower in a radius of 50 miles in the whole village, and this is a species that can only be found on the route to the South Seas."

Jiang Xian groaned, "What does this have to do with ghosts? ”

Huang Lao smiled dryly: "Ghost ...... Isn't it in hell? ”

"Boy, you...... Ever heard of ghost shows? ”

Lao Huang's voice was lowered, and the sparks of the cigarette pouch pot flashed and flickered, adding a bit of gloom to the night.