There was nothing unusual at night, it was still a bright moon and a sky full of stars, and the time was the same as before, and it seemed that the strangeness of this place was only during the day.

Early in the morning, everyone got up one after another. Zhuo Cai hadn't slept since Zuoqiu looked for her, and now she was wearing a pair of dark circles under her eyes.

Yu Qin rubbed her eyes and asked her, "What's the matter, Xiao Zhuocai, I didn't sleep well last night." ”

Zhuo Cai said weakly: "Yes, I am not used to sleeping on the ground, I haven't slept much. ”

That's fine, I'll be able to get to the village today anyway, and it's not a big deal if I haven't slept well all night.

Dressed up, Zhuo Cai stayed by Yu Qin's side on the way, not daring to leave. Yu Qin is also very happy, anyway, she just has a good impression of Zhuo Cai, probably this is the emotion brought by seeing someone so similar to what happened to her when she was a child.

The road to Zhuocai Village is really a very magical road, the more you go to the depths of Hangshun Mountain, the more you can feel the wonder.

As the footsteps gradually went into the depths, the number of wild beasts in the mountains and forests increased, all kinds of beautiful birds almost crowded the canopy, there were wild deer grazing the grass everywhere, vines and roses hung all over the sky, and the ground was a thick layer of soft moss, which was very comfortable to step on.

Such a verdant and vibrant scene is really like a fairyland on earth, and everyone can't help but be silently amazed.

Passing through the verdant forest, there is a large open field in the distance, and the long purple spike flowers are all over the field, and there is no end in sight.

Thousands of miles in the sky, blue clouds and blue sky, to see the light again and give up the darkness.

Who knew that the moment Zuo Qiuxun saw the purple long spike flowers, tears fell uncontrollably.

There are many flowers in the world, and this is the only one that makes Zuoqiu Xun burst into tears.

How many years ago, did you have any similar memories? Whose heartstrings are you tugging at?

Since ancient times, life and death have been boundless, and they don't know why the dead are boundless.

The three of them had never seen Zuoqiu Xun have such a gaffe, and they were dumb for a while, but some unknown sentimentality grew gently.

Huang Shan sighed lightly in his heart: "Sure enough, the swordsmen in the world have always pretended to be a story that no one knows. ”

Zhuo Cai looked at Zuo Qiu Xun's tearful appearance with a radiant expression, as if he was trying to think about something.

The atmosphere was awkward for a long time, and Zhuo Cai broke the silence and said, "It's almost time to reach the village, just pass through this sea of flowers." ”

Zuo Qiuxun wiped away his tears, and walked in front of him with a big stride, his face pale. The four people behind followed and did not speak.

The long purple spikes of flowers rubbed between their calves, itchy, but indescribably soft and comfortable. The air is mixed with a faint bitter fragrance, which makes people unconsciously intoxicated.

Further on, behind the sea of flowers is an open blue lake that sparkles in the light of the sun, reflecting the sky shattered by small waves.

The flowers by the lake have changed to purple, but they are purple and red, red, green and green, and they are connected with the lake.

Zuoqiu Xun stopped, speechless.

She had already distanced herself from the group behind her, and she waited silently.

Zhuo Cai ran up, pointed to the other side of the lake, and said, "The village is there, and they will entertain my sister." ”

Zuo Qiu Xun glanced at her, did not answer, and walked quickly along the shore of the lake by himself. Zhuo Cai looked at her back and didn't chase her.

Xu Huaigu was a little stunned, seeing that Yu Qin's face was full of worry about Zuo Qiu Xun, and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Zuo Qiu Xun is a very complicated person, at least in their group, no one can see her clearly. Not to mention Yu Qin, Xu Huaigu didn't know where she came from at all, and Zuo Qiu Xun never told them this.

The assassination of officials in the restaurant, the robbery of the prison in Xingqing, the sarcasm and ridicule in every word, seem to be meticulous behind the scheming. likes to drink good wine, prefers to persuade others to drink, and then finally sees the tears of the sea of flowers.

What a charlatan!

What a merciless swordsman!

After all, she was not worried about her, Yu Qin took the lead in chasing after her, and Huang Shan and Xu Huaigu followed. Almost forgetting Zhuo Cai, Xu Huaigu turned around and picked her up and ran away, making the little girl giggle for a long time.

......

"The first snow in Hangzhou is deep.

Spring flowers are blooming, and the lake sky is reflected.

The sun is down, and it is lost. ”

Gently closing the ancient parchment scroll, he did not even dare to shake off the dust of the years on it, for fear of damaging the precious page.

Shi Cheng looked at this strange scroll with a complicated mood, and had a lot of feelings.

Three years ago, he and a group of brothers heard the legends of the village and came to the missolate Hangxun Mountain to find the legendary lost land.

With a small parchment scroll printed with a little obscure text handed down by their ancestors, they finally arrived at this secret realm after a lot of hardships and according to the guidance of the underworld.

At that time, everyone was still a low-level cultivator in the second and third realms, practicing the same method, which was discovered in a cave. Even so, everyone was happy to be the superior monks.

In the end, they came to this Hangxun Mountain with full confidence and enthusiasm to look for great opportunities.

It's a pity, obviously everyone has overestimated their own strength, and the secret realm is really not a place that the monks of the second and third realms can touch. The villagers were kind to them, lodging them, sharing the best food, and even taking them on a tour of the most sacred of the Lost Realms.

Thinking of that item, the man surnamed Shi now has to sigh "What a miracle". They were all amazed after seeing it, and after some discussion, they were ready to leave, that level of things was definitely not something they could touch.

However, some people became greedy. Soon there were more people supporting it, and a group of people began to plot.

He was very timid, afraid to take risks, isolated and spurned by everyone. On the night of his move, he took advantage of the chaos to escape, taking the parchment scroll with him along the way.

Keep running, keep running, he didn't dare to turn back. Run through beautiful blue lakes, run over mountains and flowers, and run through lush forests. There was no movement in that direction of the village, like the mouth of a monster, silently engulfing all his brethren.

He didn't dare to go back, so he lost all his brothers.

He began to wander alone.

At first, he forced himself to believe that the death of his brothers was due to their own greed and had nothing to do with him. But slowly, the guilt in his heart became heavier and heavier, and he seemed to be able to hear the undead of those people roaring: "It's you...... Shi Cheng, it was you who took away the scroll and took away our last way of life! ”

Guilt slowly turned into fear, and then to despair, and he no longer had a mind to wander. In the end, he died even with the mind of living.

He knew that retribution was coming, and all the people who broke into Hang Xun Mountain at that time couldn't run away, and they all had to die. He ran out of the lost situation, but he still couldn't run out of the retribution he deserved.

After all, I have to come back, and at that time, let myself die with it, and there is nothing to miss in this world.

He tucked the scroll into his chest and carefully tucked it away. This is his deepest secret, and even those two uncles and nephews from the Tianhe Sect in Middle Earth don't know.

This time he would make this deal with them, Shi Cheng did it with a certain death, as for why he brought those two immortals, Shi Cheng himself didn't know in his heart.

There was a urging voice in his ear: "Shi Cheng, are you okay?" Hurry up and get back on your way! ”

Shi Cheng restrained his good mood and replied loudly: "Okay, here it is!" We have entered the secret realm of Hangzhou, it is not far away, and we can see that village tonight! ”

The beautiful man Hua Shan smiled: "Phoenix bones, I have never seen this, and I don't know what kind of magic it is?" ”

The dwarf knife man said, "You know it at first sight." ”

......

The group followed Zuo Qiuxun closer to the village, as if to verify what Zhuo Cai said, it had been a few hours, and the sun seemed to be still rising, far from directly above.

Human-high reeds began to appear on the shores of the lake, obscuring one's view as if one had entered a sea of reeds. A gust of wind blew, and they bowed down in unison, which was a grand sight.

A path appeared among the reeds, and as you followed the path, the reeds became scarcer and thinner, and you could faintly see the fields not far away.

After dozens of steps, it suddenly became clear.

The green seedlings are neatly arranged in the fields, and some people are ploughing. The small ridges in the fields are intertwined, the houses are scattered randomly among the rice fields, and some people have trees and cooking smoke.

Zhuo Cai was in a good mood, took a deep breath, and shouted: "I, Zhuo Cai, have come back alive!" ”

No one responded, and she ran forward lively, just like the spring sunshine.

Everyone was infected by her emotions, and they were all in a good mood, except for Zuoqiu Xun, who was still absent-minded and walked aimlessly.

Zhuo Cai soon arrived in the field and greeted everyone who was busy affectionately.

"Uncle Li, has your nest of chicks hatched?"

"Yo, Zhuo Cai, you're finally back! Old man Zhuo has been looking for you for a few days! ”

The answer is not asked, and no one seems to care.

continued to walk, there were more and more acquaintances on the road, and Zhuo Cai coped with them one by one, as if everyone liked her very much.

But what Xu Huaigu cared about was not Zhuo Cai, but in the very center of the village, there was a strange black tower, which was particularly eye-catching.

The tower has a total of five floors, covering a huge area and a magnificent atmosphere. It stands out from the surrounding dwarf villages.

This five-story black tower is made of a kind of black stone that is unknown to the present, and there is no complicated and beautiful decoration, just a pile of stones, which looks simple and elegant. The strangest thing is that the tower seems to be "upside down".

The first floor is like a spire, with only a small piece of land, and the second floor spreads out on top of the first floor, increasing in size, and then upwards. Up to the fifth floor, it was half the size of a village, which was particularly abrupt.

Seeing the tower, Zhuo Cai quickened his pace, eager to go there immediately.

She turned her head and said proudly, "See? That tower is the place where we communicate with God in our village, where my grandfather lives. ”

Everyone was confused by this strange tower, this tower is not normal no matter how you look at it, and there are still people living in it?

When things go wrong, there must be demons.

It's really a demon.