By the time Chun Yu let Yi Tian return, the two people of the Lotus Drawer Temple had already left.

Ren Cheng looked at Chun Yu and let Yi listless, with a lot of smiles on his face. Chun Yu Rangyi was not stupid, looked at Ren Cheng with a smile on his face, and hurriedly asked, "Have you fallen?" ”

"Hehe, you kid can," Ren Cheng took out the cigarette stick and buckled it, "A road order in exchange for Liu Yu's favor is not a loss-making business, and let the little lady turn back halfway, come to repay Engong, and say some news about buying roads that we need most." After saying that, he threw over a small pocket, which contained two small spirit coins, and under the reflection of the rising sun, the emerald green was a little cute.

Chun Yu let Yi push again and again, but Ren Cheng still let him accept it.

After Chun Yu let Yi not make a fuss, Ren Cheng had already lit the cigarette, pushed open the window to see the wisps of tobacco flying out of the window, turned around and said lightly: "On the night of the frost, the last rice field is the assembly site." ”

The frost has fallen, the rice by the river has been harvested, and the cultivators are carrying the ears of rice on their shoulders, full of smiles, even if there is a sparse light rain in the sky, it has not affected the mood of the harvest. Chun Yu asked Yi and Ren Cheng to sit on a small boat and taste tea, Ren Cheng wiped the road purchase order that had been placed on Ballu Mountain for nearly a hundred years, sighed, and didn't know what he was thinking.

And Chun Yu let Yi sit on the bow of the boat, holding the boat board with one hand, and looking at the rice fields on both sides.

A few days ago, Ren Cheng and Chun Yu Rangyi drew a line in their residence and had a fight, a four-foot circle, whoever came out lost, and whoever stepped on the floor lost.

As a result, Ren Cheng knocked Chun Yu out of the circle with a blow when he broke the floor, and in order, it was he who lost Ren Cheng. But Chun Yu let Yi know that if he really fights and exchanges within a hundred moves, he is not Ren Cheng's opponent.

Ren Cheng also knew in his heart that if he really led this kid back to Ballu Mountain according to the rules of his ancestors, and drew circles to fight, most of the Uighurs' seats would be moved back.

What's more, this has not yet entered Ze, if there is another opportunity in Daze, then whether he can sit in the position of the eldest brother is also in two words. It's just that this kid won't rob himself at that time.

The future is terrifying, let Yi, the child, still suffer the loss of only one arm, otherwise he may not be able to knock him out of the circle that night.

At this moment of contemplation, Chun Yu let Yi say in a secret way: "Ren Lao." ”

"Hmm," Ren Cheng subconsciously responded, poking his head out to look at the place where Chun Yu let Yi look.

I saw that a rice field was slowly being harvested, and as far as the eye could see, it looked like it would take a long time.

"This is already the third piece, it's hard to say which one it is, except for the first piece, these two pieces are not far away, they are all for you to take care of, once there is no movement in Jiaoyou, don't make a noise, just go to my field to see."

"Do you need to keep going downstream?"

Ren Cheng groped for the sparse beard on his chin with a pipe, and after getting into the tent again, he said, "It's still early, and it's not too late to walk another three or four miles." ”

The moon in the sky has echoed the sunset, and there is no sign of harvesting the two fields that Chun Yu let Yi take care of, and after half a tea time, the farmer returns home with the rice, leaving only a small handful of rice independent moontops.

This is true for both.

Not long after, it was already a watchday, and under the dark night, at the bottom of the rice field, it was already crowded. First of all, a ship came, dozens of rivers and lakes characters on the shoulder, swaggering down, like the stars and the moon around a dark blue brocade robe Brother Gongzi, Brother Gongzi obviously has a pot of good tea in the purple sand teapot in his hand, every time he smacks it, it is a look of intoxication, and then praise a good tea.

Chun Yu let Yi sweep through the crowd, and when he looked at the steps of the young brother, he nodded secretly.

Something.

After that, a pair of men and women came here, the woman did not hide the scars on her face, and the person next to her was leaning on the tree, and the man looked at his sweetheart with gentle eyes, and was wary of the person next to him from time to time.

This is not what Chun Yu Rangyi fears the most, because then an old man came, with a bitter face, and came here with three small babies. The eldest of the three children, the boy, was at most twelve or thirteen years old, and the youngest girl, who was only six or seven years old at most, followed the old man, all of whom were a little afraid of life. The old man should be a senior master of the Hemolysis Realm, because the aura emanating from his body is not as strong as when he saw Liu Yu, but it also makes people retreat, and he can't afford to have the slightest idea of wanting to fight.

As for the other people who came here, there was nothing that failed to attract the attention of Chun Yu Rangyi. It was still early, and Chun Yu let Yi plan to go north to another rice field to see the situation. Before I got to the place, I already heard the sound of ping-pong fighting.

This side is even more lively, with a faint night fog, there has been a fight to the death, Chun Yu Rangyi shook his head, did not intervene, but turned back to the first rice field.

There was no sign of a fight here, and it seemed that the deterrent power of the old man who looked at the danger was still there, and Chun Yu asked Yi to look around, and there were two more people than before leaving, a felt hat man with a good knife and two middle-aged men in uniform clothes, one with a crutch and one empty-handed.

It's not weak.

First, the old man with the child turned his head, and he found strange things in the rice field one after another.

A figure wearing a jackal mask appeared out of thin air, holding a large road-buying token, with four words written on it: "Jackal is a sacrificial beast." ”

At the same time, a second messenger appeared at the second paddy field at the same time, wearing a wooden mask and holding a token with the inscription: "The grass and trees are yellow. ”

And on a rice field in the extreme distance where Ren Cheng was located, Ren Cheng was the first to notice the abnormality, and after the man who seemed to have been drilled out of the ground appeared, he instantly put on a bug mask on his face and held a huge token, engraved with the words "Stinging insects." ”

The two men and one woman spoke almost at the same time: "Those who have orders come forward, those who do not have orders retreat quickly, and after a stick of incense, take you to the second place of trial." ”

After a short period of looking at each other, an old man in a strong suit took the lead in stepping into the rice field, holding a token and beaming proudly.

The jackal-masked woman in the rice field nodded to her, and the old man was about to say something, but he felt a chill in his heart, and his eyes were dark, and he didn't know what to do.

The felt hat man drew his blood-stained sword, held the token in the old man's hand, and looked indifferently at the eager people around him, but the jackal-faced woman seemed to be surprised by this, and paid no attention to it.

The same thing is happening in the other two places, especially in the second rice field, which has long since killed the red eye.

After a stick of incense, three more corpses were added to the first rice field, and the old man of the Hemolysis Realm personally took action, slapped to death the felt hat guest who was the first to attack, and threw the token to the young man, who was independent in the field, and no one dared to come forward to fight.

And the pair of middle-aged men in uniform clothes also died in the hands of the couple in the scramble.

Seeing that the time was approaching, Chun Yu let Yi take the lead and walk into the rice field with an order, and after that, everyone followed suit, and there was no more dispute.

"The hour has come. Those who have no order remove the dead bodies from the ground and exit the place. The woman spoke again, hugged the huge token and continued to speak: "Why don't you retreat quickly? ”

The boy in the dark blue brocade robe glanced at the helpers, and soon the three corpses were carried to the river and thrown into the river. After these Jianghu people boarded the boat, they hugged their fists to the boy, and the boy's brother smiled and waved.

The bitter-faced old man left with his two children, and the boats and some unsuccessful loose repairs also left one after another, and the rice fields were silent. Chun Yu asked Yi to look around, counting himself, there were six people holding the order.

The disciple of the Blood-Dissolving Realm Grandmaster, the Ink-robed Prince, the Scar Woman and her Taoist companion, and a masked guest with a camellia twisted in his hand and an object wrapped around his back.

After the jackal-faced woman made sure that there was no one around, she stepped lightly, the huge rice field turned silently, and the group had fallen into the ground, except for the young disciple of the Bloodlysis Realm Grandmaster who was a little unstable when he landed, the rest of the people were easily stepped on the ground, Chun Yu Rang Yi raised his head and found that the messenger was hanging on it like a bat, and a pair of blue eyes looked directly at Chun Yu Rang Yi.

On the ground, more than a dozen peasant men who were harvesting rice during the day swapped positions with the seven people who fell, as if they appeared out of thin air. After dozens of breaths, the rice field was cut, and then the ridges were skillfully arranged, and it was extremely difficult to find the clues here. After that, the group of people dispersed after the man in the center gave an order, leaving only the sound of the late autumn wind.

The bitter-faced old man and his two children sat on a big tree on the other side of the river, and the old man sighed and spit out one word: "Go." ”

The youngest girl was carried off the tree by the old man, and she rode on the old man's shoulder and asked in a milky voice, "Master, do you think the senior brother can return safely?" ”

The old man shook the little girl's cold little hand, and said with a bitter face: "Your ancestor and master, they all came here like this, if Dong'er can't do it, it means that he has not created it, and after three years, the master will let Qi'er come to try, if Qi'er doesn't make it, it will be your turn in six years." ”

"But what if Senior Brother can be promoted to the Hemolysis Realm with his ability?" The girl shook the old man's neck and asked anxiously, "Then are we still here?" ”

The bitter-faced old man finally had a smile on his face: "In this way, if Dong'er has the opportunity to create and promote to the Hemolysis Realm, you and Qi'er will not be here, follow the master to play in the mountains and rivers, what do you want to do in this life." ”

The boy known as Qi'er kicked the stones all the way, turned his head and said to the bitter-faced old man: "Master, even if the senior brother is selected to Ze through Late Dao Street, I want to come over and try my luck, is it okay?" ”

"It's done, why can't it be?" The bitter-faced old man looked at the boy whose face was red from cold, "It's just that when you enter that tunnel, you are conceited of life and death, and with your current single know-how, I'm afraid that if you go in, you will be thrown away by the messenger." ”

Chun Yu asked Yi and the others to no longer look at the jackal-faced woman hanging upside down on the wall, but looked at the tunnel underground. There was only an extremely dim lamp hanging on the wall, and the sound of the wind poured back, like a woman whimpering softly.

The jackal-faced messenger finally spoke, "It's almost time, throw me the road order, and I'll take the six of you to the second testing ground." ”

The scar woman was wary and tried to ask, "Envoy, you said that the second trial ground, the battle on the ground, has already counted us past the first trial?" ”

The jackal-faced woman shook her head slightly, and a hand reached out from top to bottom.

Brother Inkrobe was the first to throw the token up, and everyone followed suit. After the woman collected all the six tokens and confirmed that they were correct, she put the six tokens into the huge token she was holding, and it turned out that the huge token with a length of two feet was actually hollow.

After that, the woman jumped down and said to the six people: "Follow well, once you lose it, you will become a mountain chisel slave, but you will never be able to turn over." ”

Then, in the blink of an eye, the jackal-faced woman was already a few feet away, and the huge token on her shoulder, because of the shaking of the six tokens inside, made a thumping sound against each other.

The masked man hung tightly behind the messenger with an arrow, and the rest followed suit, the lights dim, accompanied by the sound of a clang, as if through the netherworld.

It didn't take long for a fork in the tunnel to appear, the jackal-faced messenger was familiar with the road, and there was no condensation in moving around, at first everyone left marks to prevent them from getting lost, and then they didn't know how long they had been running, and the hidden weapons and other things used to make marks on their bodies were all used up, and the messenger in front was still running forward without looking back.

Everyone suddenly realized that this was the first trial.

The first laggard has emerged.

It was the first disciple of the bitter-faced old man.

After the scar-faced woman ran out of light talismans under her feet, and she was no longer able to go down, the Taoist priest next to her hurriedly squatted down and picked up the woman, wanting to continue to hurry with the last talisman, vaguely looking forward to the second trial site in front of her.

But just when the man squatted down at such a stall, there was a trance in front of him, and he couldn't find the messenger and others in front of him, only the sound of the knock was endless, and he gradually moved away, and with the messenger leaving, the lamp behind him began to gradually go out, and the man gritted his teeth, immediately made a decision, and ran behind him.

As long as you can go back to the rice field, there is always a way to go up, and it is better than digging through Neize for the evening rice street for a lifetime!

But it didn't take long for the two of them to see a black eye, as if they had been hit by something in the neck, and they didn't know what to do.

Later, compared to the flat tunnel in front, there were ups and downs, and the man in the ink robe and the masked man holding the flower all had some heavy gasps, and it was enough to let Yi listen to the sound and distinguish the color, and it was already certain that the masked man was a woman.

The three of them also sensed that the messenger in front of them, like themselves, was about to reach the limit, which meant that the second trial ground would not be too far away.

Just when the ink-robed boy was about to lose his support after climbing more than ten miles all the way, a strong light appeared in front of him, and the three of them lifted their spirits, gritted their teeth and followed the messenger and sprinted.

The four of them came to the end of the tunnel and entered a large clearing, which seemed to be a school gym, where two people were already waiting.

Insect Beast Mask Messenger, Ren Cheng.

After Chun Yu let Yi and Ren Cheng make eye contact for a moment, it was already clear to him: pretending not to know.

The two messengers walked to the corner and sat cross-legged on the ground, and the worm-faced man took out some dried meat and shared food with the jackal-faced woman, whispering in private. Ren Cheng also stayed where he was, and did not come forward to communicate with the other three holders.

The teapot of the ink-robed man was already dry, and in order to cope with the next trial, he smashed the teapot, took out the spirit beads that had been placed inside, and sucked the qi machine cross-legged. The masked woman's camellia decayed at a rate visible to the naked eye, and at the same time, the woman changed her tired appearance when she had just arrived here, and began to look at the huge field with great interest.

After a stick of incense, the man with a wooden face and mask led four people here, including the man with a wooden face and a mask, and all five of them fell down as soon as they arrived here.

"What's going on?" The jackal-faced woman asked aloud.

"Don't mention it, I'm lost, and it took half a day to turn back."

The jackal-faced woman rolled her eyes, and stopped paying attention to the guy who didn't have a proper way.