The old man slowed down his penny, turned his back, and watched this final battle, since he failed to throw the boy off the pengshang after several turns, then Zou Fengli, who had not been famous for a long time, must have a hard battle.

In the old man's opinion, this hairy boy who has never met and has no reputation and the baby face who has worked hard here for more than two years are about the same level.

Zou Feng Li saw that Huang Ming was floating in the lower plate, relying on an ordinary bamboo pole to maintain his figure, and there was a big bow behind him, which was roughly counted.

It is a little hairy boy who is good at sneaking up on the industry from afar, even if he has a knack, it should be on his arm, Zou Fengli slowly put down his sword, and even put down the chain that was almost broken, just clasped his arms with both hands, waiting for Huang Ming to attack and step forward.

Huang Ming hurriedly asked, "What does this mean?" Do you feel that you are not good at learning arts, and you plan to let me make two moves? ”

"So what?" Zou Feng Li laughed, "Fight quickly, don't delay me and the old-timers..."

Zou Feng Li was kicked off the boat by Huang Ming.

As for the four words "discuss important matters" in the back, it is the sound of drawing a beautiful arc in the sky, the boat is moving forward, the sound is backward, and there is a plop, and with a circle of ripples, the sound stops abruptly.

A small head popped up in the lake and roared: "Friend, leave Wan'er behind!" ”

Huang Mingyao clenched his fists and said loudly: "Accept!" Say! Lu Bingwan, the son of the Lu family in Daqibin County. ”

Huang Ming first threw the chain mixed with a trace of dark iron into the lake, then carefully wrapped the two swords, passed the black canopy, came to the old man, and grinned: "Lu Bingwan of Binxian County, I have seen the old-timers. ”

The old man didn't look at Huang Ming, and continued to play with the penny: "The Lu family in Binxian County? What do you and Fan Qi call each other? ”

Huang Ming thought that Lu Bingwan didn't have any special relatives, but the one who was in front of the mountain gate that day was quite capable, so he replied without thinking: "The name that the predecessor said is the uncle. ”

The old man with the surname turned around, and then looked at Huang Ming, "When your uncle was young, he was a rival of more than ten people and stayed until the end, so he didn't pick up the leaks like you, who was a nephew." ”

Huang Ming's chick nodded like a peck of rice, "Naturally, it can't be compared with his old man." ”

The old man surnamed Cong waved his hand to stop the topic, and then said: "Let's make a deal?" ”

Huang Ming still nodded.

"Very well," said the old man, who laid down his penny and sat on the stern, "what do you want to ask?" ”

"The younger generation is going to Rongcheng this time." Huang Ming paused, "Do seniors know about the haunting over there?" ”

"Know," the old man stretched out a hand and motioned for Huang Ming to continue, "It depends on what information your kid uses in exchange." ”

Huang Ming suddenly realized why this old man hadn't gotten off the boat for many years, but he was as famous as Sanzhou Guotang.

This is how the information comes, leaving one person behind, must be the strongest one, and the information revealed by the question must be extremely valuable information.

The old man was also patient, just waiting for Huang Ming to give the "price".

"From the old-timers, if the information I provided is already known to you, how can it be counted?"

The old man blurted out, "It depends on the information I know, whether you can add more bricks and tiles, and make additions to this kind of information, it is difficult to change the haunted situation of Rongcheng in your heart." ”

Huang Ming naturally has too many big secrets to provide to the old man, such as senior brother Dong Jin Jinze, Hu Wang and Xu Mi are still alive, etc., but these things are too big, I am afraid that you can't afford it, after thinking for a while, he asked the old man who was smoking dry tobacco with a smile: "From the old man, I have a secret related to Liu Yu in Sanjiang City, do you want to hear it?" ”

The old man's eyes lit up: "Let's hear it." ”

"Liu Yu's family was killed back then, and then Xi Chengtian's great ability to take revenge, do you know?"

The old man smiled: "Who in the Northern Regions doesn't know about this matter?" ”

Huang Ming stepped forward and said in a deep voice: "But Senior Liu deliberately kept the children of the mastermind's family and didn't kill them, do you know?" ”

The old man nodded, thinking that Huang Ming had just said this, but he didn't expect Huang Ming's later sentence to break out quite surprising news.

"This person is hidden in Sanjiang City, it was Liu Fuyin's intention, and it is incredible that the son of this enemy has already entered the realm of hemolysis."

This is indeed information that the old man does not know, and the old man with the surname slowly digested the content of the information, turned his head to stare at Huang Ming and asked, "Really?" ”

"It's true," Huang Ming walked forward to the old man again, and his voice pressed down a little more: "Just two years ago, the junior had the honor to be that person's ox cart, and this matter was also known after being mentioned by other masters. ”

The old man looked at the lake, was silent for a long time, and then nodded.

Docking the boat ashore, the other side was the same as when Xu Mi got off the boat, but fortunately, the old man kindly reminded him, and tore off a strip of cloth from behind him to wrap his nose and mouth, so that he did not reveal his identity as the "eldest young master of the Lu family" when he got off the boat.

Huang Ming walked slowly with a stick, chatting with Lao Cong on the lake, as a deal, Lao Cong informed Huang Ming of the current situation in Rong City, from ten years ago, the grave was often dug open, to now there are occasional monks and warriors who disappear mysteriously, it should be a monk who practices the ghost way, the ghost road as one of the few demons thousands of years ago has been consulted about the general exercises, Tianze East and West Domains, there are still many ghost monks, the northern region as a domain that is controlled by three sects, there are very few such monks, once discovered, It will be purged by the people of the three sects to purge the people and the family.

Combined with the coincidental encounter with the little master just now, it is not ruled out that Xu Mi went down the mountain this time to do this work, since the little master seems to be fine, then the unlucky ghost cultivator is very something.

Just a guess, of course.

It's just that as a "premium" for this kind of news, the old man is fair in buying and selling, and Huang Ming is allowed to ask for another piece of news that is not painful.

Huang Ming asked about the situation of the Zhaohui, Huang Ming asked briefly, and the old man said briefly, and the two of them were speechless until they got off the boat and reminded Huang Ming that it was best to cover his face.

Zhaohui, more than 40 years ago, got the opportunity to descend the head of the temple, made an exception and was included in the door of the Title Sect that was above the top, and now he is a monk in the rank of the vein, and his reputation has not been obvious since then.

But is that really the case? Huang Ming clenched the bamboo stick in his hand, pinched it and crackled, looked up in the direction of the inscription sect, and whispered silently: "Dad, mother, grandpa, you have to be patient a little longer." ”

The mountain road is rugged, there are occasional cut paths in a few days, Huang Ming can hide and hide, he didn't dodge once, injured one person, and the rest of the people thought that this boy with a bow was a little prickly, and the coiling on his body may not need to see the injury afterwards, so he began to be a peacemaker, saying that the little brother who fell to the ground still has a sister to feed at home, and Huang Ming had to leave a silver ingot to see Lang Zhong before letting go, and then Huang Ming bargained with him, and promised to leave five dollars of silver, and after handing it out, the thieves didn't know where to take out the silver scissors, so he really only cut five dollars to stay, Huang Ming hugged his fist, I admire the fairness of the business, and I will come here to buy a road next time.

Someone in the distance laughed, his voice was very shallow, and he was still keenly noticed by Huang Ming.

Gradually moving away, Huang Ming consciously quickened his pace, and the person behind him gradually lost Huang Ming, and became anxious, and when he reached a fork in the road, there was no trace of Huang Ming at all, and the woman's nose was sore, and she really cried out with a handful of snot and tears.

"Yu'er, how could it be you?" Huang Ming jumped down from a tall tree, and then remembered that Yu'er's hometown was Rongcheng, and he was a little surprised, "Do you want to go back to your hometown?" ”

"Huang Gongzi!" As soon as Yu'er saw Huang Ming, she immediately stopped crying, wiped her nose very embarrassedly, and said with a smile: "As soon as Gongzi spreads his steps, I can't keep up, it's useless." ”

Huang Ming smiled and handed out a piece of cornmeal dry food, "Let's go, talk while walking." ”

Within two days, the two crossed the Donghe River, crossed the ancient city of Yuxian, and entered the plains. Huang Mingxiao asked Yu'er but followed him from the edge of Feihu Lake, Yu'er was hesitant, and he couldn't say why, whenever he asked about Yu'er's life experience, Yu'er changed the topic and talked about something else. However, for Huang Ming, this young girl should have no intention of harming herself, so walking along the way can be regarded as a bit of a response.

Besides, this girl really knows the way, and she is simply a living map to Rongcheng. Basically, before nightfall, he can always rush to the town to enter the store to play sharp, and Yu'er herself takes care of herself like a maid in terms of food and clothing, which makes Huang Ming quite uncomfortable. Fortunately, there is still some silver in the pocket, and the two live separately, so it is not so inconvenient.

A few days later, the two came to Sesame City, and to Yu'er's surprise, the Sesame officials of Sesame City, who had been doing nothing, had begun to enter the city to investigate and implement a curfew. Not to mention anything else, Huang Ming's flying knife and big bow would definitely not be able to be brought in, so he simply found a hidden tree cave not far outside the city to hide, and then swaggered into the city.

After eating noodles at the residence, Yu'er asked Huang Ming about letting those thieves go again and again, and even paying for medicine after injuring them.

Huang Ming drank three copper coins and a bowl of good tea, and said briefly with a smile.

When he was a child, he lived in Spicy Ridge, his father took himself out to hunt when he was eleven years old, hunted a hare in the forest late at night, and then made a fire by the stream after peeling and washing. ”

Yu'er held her chin and asked, "What happened later?" ”

Huang Ming continued: "I thought I would see my father arguing with the bandits, and then punish the traitors and promote kindness. It's just that I didn't expect my father to just stand up and pat the man's shoulder, and then handed out a piece of broken silver, Wang Damiao's eyes were surprised, and he looked at my father for a while without saying a word, and the group left in a hurry. ”

Yu'er sighed: "There's nothing wrong with this, I'm afraid that what I said is wrong, so I added: "Right?" ”

Huang Ming smiled bitterly and shook his head, "Actually, my father is very capable of fighting, and he is firmly the number one master of local martial arts. ”

"That's unreasonable, Uncle Huang should teach these thieves who take advantage of the fire to teach a lesson." Yu'er shook her head and added, "I will definitely do this." ”

Huang Ming smiled and replied, "Yes, my father is a rough man, but there must be a reason for doing this." ”

Yu'er thinks that this has nothing to do with the fact that you let go of those thieves a few days ago, Childe, your thinking, I can't keep up with it, but I just saw Huang Ming bowing his head and drinking tea slowly, and he didn't have any intention of saying more, so he gave up.

The fact is that after the four nodded, Huang went to take Huang Ming's "experience in the rivers and lakes" and walked for nearly half a year.

Many people are sophisticated and Huang Go will teach, meet someone, say anything, every time there is an opportunity, will talk to Huang Ming in detail, often no matter how big or small, only that time, Huang Go did not take the initiative to speak to Huang Ming afterwards, just silently ate a rabbit leg, wiped his mouth and fell asleep.

Afterwards, I still asked Yu Si's grandfather about the truth, and Yu Si smiled and said that Wang Da Miao is your father's fellow countryman, whose real name is Wang Miao, and he is the only child adopted by a teacher in the village, and a neighbor of the small temple where your father lived when he was a child. Didn't your father take you to a ruined village? That's your father's hometown, the river went to the water, and the hometown migrated, but he was in a hurry, didn't bring anything, and drowned a lot of people, so he hid in the mountains and forests, and his life was very poor. This is what I told my father after I found out, so your father got the news, took you to find it, and taught you some experience in the rivers and lakes, all of which are added to the head, and the real purpose of this trip is to help the villagers. And when I came back, your father chatted with me, and said that what he gave was not silver, but a golden melon seed, will he suddenly become rich and noble, and people's hearts are not ancient?

Huang Ming asked Yu Si, how did you reply?

"Watch for next time."

After the two of them finished eating, they walked through the streets, looking at the ruined Sesame City in half of the city, Yu'er was a little worried, couldn't it be the immortal who fell from the sky again?

After spending the night in Sesame City, the next day is a road that leads to Rongcheng, and the fields on the road are often lush with grass and grass in the fields that are not planted with crops, and then there are barren graves dotted with grass.

Huang Ming frowned, and Yu'er pointed to the hill dozens of zhang high in the southeast and said, "There are more over there." ”

Huang Ming looked in the direction that Yu'er pointed to, it was still far away, and there were indeed two hills, one large and one small, standing on this plain, and turned his head and asked Xiang Yu'er, "Is there a saying?" ”

"Erguanling, that is the haunted place that the old people often mention."

Huang Ming nodded.

When passing by Erguanling, Yu'er couldn't help but speed up her pace, although the post road was at least half an hour's foot away from that Erguanling, it didn't affect this little girl's fear of ghosts at all. The two hurried slowly, and finally saw Rongcheng before sunset, and Yu'er let out a long breath.

"Miss Yu'er, let's say goodbye?" Huang Ming said goodbye to Yu'er at the gate of the city, "I just dare to ask the girl, do you know where the Fenghuayuan in Rongcheng is?" ”

Yu'er blinked and said with a smile: "Coincidentally, my house is near that Fenghuayuan, why don't you go with your son?" ”

Huang Ming smiled faintly, "That's the best." ”

When the two of them passed through the city gate, Huang Ming was like a great enemy, and after inspecting the circle without any abnormality, he ran faster than Yu'er passing through Erguanling.

What a fortune teller, the old man in the door of the building, Lao Tzu never wants to see him again.

What Huang Ming didn't expect was that this Rongcheng had an indescribable atmosphere compared to the places he had been to before, and it was more like the theme city of Xiaoming Island than Sanjiang City, especially the peaceful atmosphere before sunset, which made Huang Ming feel like he was at home.

There is smoke from the chimneys, children playing, and people smiling at each other.

It can be seen that people have come out of the catastrophe three or four years ago and are living a new life.

Rongcheng is a medium-sized town with a radius of more than 2,000 zhang, many people think that there are many hibiscus flowers inside and outside the city, so it is named Furong City, and later it is a taboo, remove the word Furong, and when he was a child, Yu Si told himself that the reason why Rongcheng was named is because of the person who created the city here thousands of years ago, named Bai Rong, Yu Si smiled and said that this woman named Bai Rong should be regarded as a character of your Bai Minyu aunt and grandmother.

The two of them entered from the east gate, walked all the way to the West Market, walked about a cup of tea, and saw the still scarred west city wall and the burned black city tower, Yu'er pulled Huang Ming back from his thoughts, and said softly: "Childe, we have arrived." ”

Huang Ming turned his head and saw the direction pointed by Yu'er, about one zhang wide and more than ten zhang long, at the end of a dead end, there was a mansion with the three characters of Shufeng Huayuan, and the door was closed.

Huang Ming smiled and said to meet a friend, Miss Yu'er, you stay here for a while.

Yu'er blinked and nodded.

The bronze lion ring was rusty, and a lot of weeds appeared in the cracks of the green bricks, Huang Ming frowned, wouldn't this Bi Dong have passed away?

Even so, the door should be knocked on, Huang Ming grabbed the half-ring and knocked lightly, but no one responded for a long time, Huang Ming hesitated and increased the intensity of the knock.

The door opened, although only a small crack was exposed, Huang Ming breathed a sigh of relief, took a step back, and asked with a fist, "Mr. Bi?" ”

The old man poked his head out, and after confirming that no one was following, he nodded, and without asking Huang Ming's identity, he gave up his position.

Huang Ming crossed the threshold and found something strange.

The aura in the door is a little too much. Although it is not as good as the stream area where Yi Lake and its stream flow, it is not much different from the 3,000 steps of Taiqing South Gate.

After Huang Ming entered the door, he asked softly, "Senior Bi?" ”

The old man nodded.

Huang Ming took half a step back, clenched his fists and said, "The younger generation's surname is Huang, so take it one by one." ”

The old man's body shook and closed the door, and he said softly: "A thousand lotuses." Huang Gongzi, come in and speak. ”

The two walked through the hall and came to the main living room, Huang Ming looked at the matrix in front of the flowers in front of the door, thoughtful.

Bi Dong smiled bitterly: "It was used by the master to hang the life of the old slave, for fear that the son would die before he came, delaying the entrusted matter." ”

Huang Ming said with a smile: "Such a large operation matrix can be regarded as a big deal, no wonder the aura in the garden is so full of energy, senior brother is so capable." ”

The two walked into the house side by side, Bi Dong groaned, and said, "Childe sit wide, I'll go get the object for Childe, and then make a pot of tea." ”

Huang Ming got up and hugged his fists and said, "There is labor and labor." ”

Half a cup of tea has passed, and Bi Dong has not returned, Huang Ming is not in a hurry, he just feels that something is wrong, as for what is wrong, Huang Ming can't say.

At this moment, a piercing voice came in, this voice was all too familiar, and then Huang Ming's body leaned down slightly, shocked and angry.

"Heaven and earth!"

No wonder that matrix is so familiar, it is actually a fake Heaven and Earth formation imitated by the Grass Trace Pavilion. I can't help but think about it, there is already the sound of footsteps outside, there are more than ten people, and I faintly see the leading figure through the window paper, who else can it be if it is not Bi Dong?

Bi Dong whispered to the great man: "Be careful, leader, the thieves have fallen into my formation, and they will definitely not be able to exert thirty percent of their strength, but this array consumes a huge amount of spiritual power, and it needs to be resolved quickly." ”

"How many feathers do you have?" The man's voice was not small.

"Back to the left commander, the thieves came too quickly, and according to Dong Jin's method, they just knitted four pieces, and they didn't have time to experiment whether it was feasible."

"Four pieces are enough, you, you and you, quickly put on Mr. Bi's clothes and follow me in, and the rest are ready to bow to the wall, I don't believe that a baby who knows all the best can fly with wings!"

Huang Ming put away Erlang's legs, unhurriedly unburdened him, stuffed the flying knife into his belt, pulled up Duzhong, and straightened up.

A good Fenghuayuan, a good Rongcheng line.