More than a day, Xiang Yan arrived outside Hengshan City. Xiang Yan took a long breath and said, "It's finally almost time to reach Hengshan." There is a ruined temple in front, go first to rest for a while before entering the city. Alas, I don't know if Lin Pingzhi worships Yue Buqun as a teacher? If Lin Pingzhi's apprenticeship is successful, Yue Lingshan will be more than lucky. ”

Xiang Yan pushed open the temple door, and suddenly heard a loud shout: "Who? Which turtle son disturbs Lao Tzu sleeping? Xiang Yan looked up, only to see that there were no lights and candles in the temple, only vaguely saw that there were three people in the temple, and two of them seemed to be tied to the pillars in the temple.

Xiang Yan was shocked: "Oops, I ran into a kidnapper." Busy said: "Sorry to disturb me." He hurriedly retreated out the door. The man from before said, "Stop. He got up and jumped in front of Xiang Yan quickly, glanced at Xiang Yan, and said disdainfully: "It turned out to be a stinky beggar" - at this time, Xiang Yan was unkempt, indeed like a beggar, waving his palm towards the top of Xiang Yan's head.

Xiang Yan took out a bag of lime that he had brought with him, sprinkled it on the man's head, and then pulled out the dagger of his boot and stabbed it at the man, hitting him in the lower abdomen. The man screamed, slapped his palm on Xiang Yan's head, fell to the ground and writhed for a while before being silent.

To Xiang Yan rushed from Fujian to Hunan alone, Xiang Yan was really a little timid in his heart. Later, Xiang Yan remembered Wei Xiaobao's magic weapon for walking the rivers and lakes - dagger, lime, and sweat medicine. Xiang Yan can't get sweat medicine, but it's not difficult to get a bag of lime. Today, I saw that the person seemed to have the posture of wanting to kill Xiang Yan, and the person's dress was similar to Yu Canghai's - most of them were Yu Canghai's disciples, Xiang Yan immediately threw out lime powder, and killed the killer, and really made a meritorious blow.

The man slapped Xiang Yan on the head, but fortunately, Xiang Yan stabbed him in advance, and the man's hand was weak, so he only pushed Xiang Yan to. Xiang Yan took two breaths, got up, looked at the corpse, and said, "The sins created by your master should be paid back by you, a disciple!" ”

There seemed to be two people tied to the pillars in the temple, and the enemy of the enemy was a friend, and Xiang Yan decided to go and see who had been caught. Waiting for Xiang Yan to look over, he suddenly struck a sign and said, "Are you Mr. Lin's dart head?" "There was a middle-aged man tied to the pillar with scars all over his body. The middle-aged man said weakly: "I'm Lin Zhennan." There's no Fuwei dart game anymore, and I'm not a head dart anymore. May I ask Shaoxia, your honorable name? ”

Xiang Yan hurriedly helped Lin Zhennan untie the rope on his body, and said with a smile: "I am Xiang Yan, the one who was rescued back to the dart game by the young dart head." I escaped from the Qingcheng faction, but I didn't expect to meet the head of the dart here. You don't have to worry about the head of the dart, stay in the green mountains, and don't be afraid of no firewood. As long as people are okay, you will naturally have a day of heavy dart in the future. Lin Zhennan said: "I want you to say auspiciously." ”

The other person who was tied up in the temple was Lin Zhennan's wife, men and women could not kiss, and it was quite inconvenient for Xiang Yan to loosen the tie for Mrs. Lin, so Mrs. Lin was personally untied. Xiang Yan retreated to the table and thought: "I planned to give the 'Evil Warding Sword Spectrum' to Lin Pingzhi before, but now that I have met Lin Zhennan, it should be similar for me to give him the sword spectrum, anyway, no matter who has practiced the 'Evil Warding Sword Technique', they will not let Yu Canghai go." He put his robe on the table and walked out the door.

Lin Pingzhi once said that Yue Buqun must not want others to know about his sword practice from the palace, if someone knows about his self-palace, he will definitely kill people and destroy his mouth, so what about Lin Zhennan? Is Lin Zhennan willing to let others know the secret of the "Sword Technique to Wars Off Evil Spirits"? Will he kill people who know the secret? The more Xiang Yan thought about it, the more uneasy he became, and when Lin Zhennan didn't find out the secret, he chased him out to kill people and kill people, and sped up and fled into the distance.

After a while, there was a sudden sound of "Zheng Zheng" in the distance, as if someone was playing the piano. The sound of the piano is constantly heard, and it is very elegant. After a while, there were a few soft sounds sandwiched into the rhyme of the piano, which was very moving. It's just too far away to hear very clearly.

Xiang Yan looked back, but he didn't see Lin Zhennan and Mrs. Lin chasing after him. I thought to myself: "Lin Zhennan and his wife are also in danger - who knows when the people from the Qingcheng faction will return to the small temple, they will also hurry up and flee for their lives." If they happen to run into me, they might slap me in the palm of their hands and kill me. But I've fled now, and I don't think they're going to chase me out there. ”

Xiang Yan turned the direction and walked slowly towards the sound, and came to a mountain col, only to see a white dragon-like waterfall pouring down from the mountain wall. Next to a large rock in front of the waterfall, two men are sitting, one stroking the harp and the other playing the flute. Another girl of twelve or thirteen years old stood beside the person who played the qin.

There was a sudden sonorous sound in the yaoqin, which was very impassioned, but Xiao Sheng was still gentle and tactful. After a while, the sound of the piano also became softer, and the two notes rose and fell. Suddenly, the sound of the qin flute changes sharply, as if there are seven or eight yaoqin, and seven or eight dong flutes are playing music at the same time. Although the sound of the piano flute is extremely complex and varied, each sound is subdued and abrupt, which is very pleasant to the ear. Xiang Yan only heard the blood in his veins, and he couldn't wait to let out a long howl.

After listening to it for a while, the sound of the flute changed again, the sound of the flute became the main key, and the lyre was just a jingling accompaniment, but the sound of the flute was getting higher and higher. Xiang Yan felt a sour feeling inexplicably. Suddenly, there was a sharp sound of "Zheng", the sound of the piano stopped, and the sound of the flute stopped. There was silence for a moment, only the bright moon was in the sky, and the shadows of the trees were on the ground.