On both sides, between the green hills, an old carriage scurbled along the post road. The one who drove the car was an old-fashioned one, with wrinkles on his face and eyebrows like frost.

"Childe, there are eleven miles to Ailao Mountain", the old man said to Lin Junxuan, who poked his head out of the car window.

"Well, Master, I'm sorry for you. Lin Junxuan nodded and said with a smile, looking around with interest. Now it is the time of midsummer, it should be the time when the weather is hot and the world is dry, but the continuous green stop leading to the mourning stop is foggy, covering the sky, and it looks like late autumn, almost early winter. Childe, it's not an old man. This Ailao Mountain is really not a good place, the son's body is weak, if it is just to see the scenery, why not go to other places?" The car was not fast, the old coachman glanced at Lin Junxuan, and finally couldn't help but persuade.

Lin Junxuan smiled indifferently and was noncommittal. He knew that the old coachman regarded him as an ordinary Confucian student who was studying abroad.

Lao Che knew that Lin Junxuan's will had been decided, and he couldn't help sighing: "Okay, that's all the old man's words." Recently, the miasma near Ailao Mountain has been very strong, and the old man can only send you five miles away, and he can't go any further. Further on, it's the land of death. ”

"Old Peter, I'm just here to play. Even if there is a lot of charcoal in the Ailao Mountain, I naturally won't go anywhere. Lin Junxuan laughed.

The old coachman nodded, and then said nothing. The carriage continued on its way towards Ailao Mountain.

Lin Junxuan leaned against the car window, looking at the scenery outside, "but his heart fell silently into contemplation." After that night, Lin Junxuan finally got rid of the pursuit of the evil people for a while, and was so made by the Dao League that the evil spirits no longer had the heart to hunt him down as a nobody. After leaving, Lin Junxuan later heard that a top master of the various sects of the Dao Sect, under the leadership of Xingchenzi, raided several middle sects of the Evil Dao, and successively wiped out these sects of a large scale, and later raided the Xuan Sect, and the Heavenly Wolf Sect Master and others came to help, which repelled the masters of the Dao Alliance.

Coupled with the matter of planning to besiege and kill all the evil Dao monks at night, this series of designs of the Dao Alliance can also be regarded as a retaliation and counterattack against the three major sect masters of the Evil Dao sect to jointly attack the headquarters of the Dao Alliance. Now, the eyes of the entire cultivation world have been shifted to the shield between good and evil, and the cultivation world is at the time of treachery, but all this has little to do with Lin Junxuan.

Ailao Mountain is located in a remote area, all the way to the end, the shadow is sparse, except for the carriage that Lin Junxuan is riding, there is no human figure.

"Half leading!" "When the carriage drove seven miles from the mourning prison, and was about to go around a deciduous palm forest, suddenly its front hooves were raised, its eyes were wide open, and white gas was constantly spewing out from its mouth and nose, and it was actually frightened. The old coachman was also startled, and hurriedly jumped out of the car, constantly comforting the two horses.

"Huh?" Lin Junxuan was puzzled when he saw this, and looked around a few times, there was a quiet place ahead, and there was nothing unusual. How these two horses look frightened.

Childe, I'm afraid I won't be able to take you any further" The old coachman looked back at Lin Junxuan and smiled bitterly: "That mourning mountain mushroom is very evil." Usually I don't go this way, but it is rumored in the town that many people have entered this mourning prison and never returned. I'm afraid that the old man can't help it, so he can only send his son here. ”

At the foot of Ailao Mountain is a poisonous pool, and the so-called swallow gas is actually the poisonous gas that wilts out of the pool. In addition, there are many poisons in the Towel of the Poison Pool, and it is indeed not a place where these ordinary people can go.

"Okay, just send me here" Lin Junxuan nodded, said that, and walked down from the carriage.

"This son, but you want to mourn the prison?" As he was speaking, an elegant voice suddenly came from behind the woods in front of him, and in the footsteps of his steps, an elegant son in white appeared at the corner. This person is holding a folding fan, with a graceful demeanor and elegance.

"Yes, I don't know what this brother is called?" Lin Junxuan bowed with Confucian etiquette and replied.

"In Xia Xie Pianran, he lived near Ailao Mountain when he was young, and now he has returned from his studies and finally revisited his hometown. Xie Pianran also turned around and saluted.

"Oh, there doesn't seem to be any village near Ailao Mountain, right?" Lin Junxuan said in surprise, this was not the first time he had come here, there were no people near Ailao Mountain, this was something he had known for a long time.

Xie Pianran shook his head and said with a smile: "Childe is wrong, there used to be a Xie family village in this Ailao Mountain, and I grew up in the village, if you don't believe it, just ask the old man next to you." ”

The old coachman frowned, and thought bitterly, "When Gongzi said this, I did remember that thirty years ago, there was indeed a village near Ailao, Xiejia Village." Looking at the age of the son, it should be the same one who was born in Xiejia Village at that time......"

"I see" Lin Junxuan nodded: "I don't know if Brother Ren wants to go to Ailao Mountain together?"

"No" Xie Pianran folded the fan and shook it lightly, and said with a smile: "I still want to enjoy the water here." I just heard Childe's horse scream, and I thought I was frightened. I am familiar with the Confucian classics, I read everything in the miscellaneous records of history and history, and I also know a little bit of animal language, so I may be able to get busy with my son. ”

"Oh, there is Brother Lao Ren" Lin Junxuan was surprised, when he was working as a scholar in the Ziyi Marquis Mansion in Lin'an City, he had also read a lot of miscellaneous books, but he had not heard of anything related to the beast language.

Xie Pianran put away the folding fan with a sigh, walked over, caressed the horse's ears with one hand, caressed the horse's eyes with the other, and whispered a few words softly.

"Okay, you're ready to go," Xie Pianran clapped his hands and smiled.

"Thank you" Lin Junxuan pondered, thought for a while, and said, "If Brother Ren doesn't mind, you might as well go with me and go to the vicinity of Ailao Mountain to have a look." ”

"No need" Xie Pianran waved his hand and walked to Lin Junxuan's side: "I've already been there, there's nothing to see." However, the son is magnificent, and his appearance is extraordinary. In particular, there are several swords on the child's body, the shape is simple, and the lines are cut, and I am afraid that there are some divine swords forged by ancient swords. Since childhood, I have been very interested in ancient weapons, and if Brother Ren doesn't mind, it is better to borrow it and take a look. ”

Xie Pianran's expression was natural, the corners of his mouth were smiling, and the direction of his finger was the Immortal Sword on Lin Junxuan's back.

Lin Junxuan's heart suddenly suddenly, he looked at Xie Pianran carefully, and saw that his expression was calm, and there was nothing wrong with it, it seemed that he was really just interested in weapons.

"Although the four swords of punishment, killing, trapping, and killing are extremely murderous, they will not be hurt by these four swords if they are only open-minded and morally heroic. If there is really no problem with this, just with the temperament he shows, even if he holds the four swords of Zhuxian in his hand, there should be no problem. Thinking like this, Lin Junxuan untied the Immortal Killing Sword on his back and handed it over with both hands: "Brother Ren is interested, you might as well take it and take a look." ”

Ke Pianran smiled, stretched out one arm, but just stretched out a few feet and hesitated, and then took it back: "A gentleman doesn't take the love of others, this ancient sword brother is a close collection,... The core is a beloved thing, and I still don't borrow it anymore. ”

"A gentleman has also become the beauty of a person, just by looking at it, although Brother Ren takes it to take a look," Lin Junxuan said and handed the Killing Immortal Sword forward.

"No need, this kind of ancient sword can be seen from a distance is enough luck for a husband, by the way, aren't you going to go to the vicinity of Ailao Mountain to enjoy the landscape? The terrain there is complicated, you better go early, otherwise, I'm afraid the sky will soon darken." Xie Pianran waved his hand and said.

Seeing Xie Pianran's resolute expression, Lin Junxuan didn't force it, and smiled: "Even so, it's not reluctant, uncle, let's go on the road." ”

"Okay!" replied, clapping his hands, and stepping into the carriage.

Lin Junxuan nodded slightly, and then entered the carriage. The old coachman snapped his whip, and with a crisp sound, the carriage was back on track.

Xie Pianran stepped to the side of the road, with one hand behind him, watching the carriage slowly leave, with an elegant and elegant posture. After the carriage left, Xie Pianran opened the folding fan with a sigh, and his face sank.

"Sure enough, it's the Four Swords of the Sword Sect!How could the Sword Sect entrust these Four Swords of the Immortals to a person outside the sect?" Xie Pianran's eyes were full of thoughts, and his mind drifted: "Fortunately, this young man didn't master the Sword of Killing Immortals, otherwise, I'm afraid that the whole ten, the demon clan would be subject to him." ”

"Huh!" With a flick of the folding fan, Xie Pianran turned around and walked towards the forest.

"Childe, there is a saying about the old man, I don't know whether to say it or not" Walking on the road, the old coachman suddenly said to Lin Junxuan through the baffle, and his tone was full of hesitation.

"It's okay if the old man has something to say," Lin Junxuan said with a smile.

The old coachman pondered for a while before he said, "According to the old man, the scholar just now was afraid that there was some problem." ”

"Oh?" Lin Junxuan's eyes flashed with a hint of surprise: "I don't know why the old man said that?"

"Although there seems to be nothing wrong with the scholar, the old man always feels weird, and the old man has seen many people for decades with a pair of eyes, but no one is the same as the scholar. ”

"What's different?"

"Rotten, rotten and rotten," the old coachman looked pensive, squeaking: "I always feel that he, he seems to be missing something, but he can't say anything." ”

"Missing something?" Lin Junxuan frowned slightly, thoughtful in his heart.

"Well, the old man always thinks that he is not very human, although he speaks no different from us, but he lacks a little, yes, a little less human touch," the old coachman suddenly exclaimed. "Human taste!" Lin Junxuan's heart shook violently when he heard this.

"Yes, it's just a little less human," the old coachman said with certainty: "The old man doesn't read much, but the world is so big, and I've heard the truth that there are no wonders." It's not for nothing that people who can speak beast language. Na Xie Shusheng said that he used to live in Ailao Mountain. The old man's life is framed here, and many things are forgotten by others, but the old man remembers. Thirty years ago, not far from the foot of Ailao Mountain, there was indeed such a village, and it was called Xiejiazhuang, but thirty years ago, all the people in Xiejiazhuang suddenly died overnight. Lao Yu was in the prime of life at the time, and he happened to send a pestle to be there. At that time, the name of the field, was really miserable. Many of them are incomplete.

After the inventory, all the 385 people in Xiejiazhuang died, and the corpses were all there, not many of them, and many of them. Where will there be any descendants called Xie Pianran. ”

"Ahh His Dao method had been refined to the sixth grade, but he didn't feel that there was anything special about Xie Pianran just now. Hearing the old man say this, Lin Junxuan thought back to the situation at that time, and suddenly felt something suspicious.

"Killing Immortal Sword, by the way, he seems to be very interested in Killing Immortal Sword" Lin Jun Xuanhuo took out the Killing Immortal Sword behind his back, crossed his lap, and swept his gaze.

"This person is coming for him," Lin Junxuan realized in his heart.