Volume 1: Ancestral Mountain Burning Immortals - Altar of Caution Chapter 3: Night Exploration of Barren Mountains

He knew that these locks burned, killed and looted all kinds of evil, and they were the most ruthless, but he didn't know that these locks still had the business of crossing the underworld, and he didn't understand how the second uncle, who had always been honest, could provoke the bandits of the Silver Camel Village.

Yue Guanchao glanced at Brother Yue Erpao and looked at the second uncle: "Second uncle, there are hundreds of brothers in the forest farm in the village, we will kill the silver camel village at night, and the waist pole is also hard when there are many people, so it is not a loss." ”

When Yue Qingshan heard his nephew's words, his brows tightened, and he obviously disagreed: "No, it's not full of guts, you can take advantage of the bandits and raise your own prestige, the old people in the village in their early fifties and sixties have all entered the township brave group when they were young, and no one was full of courage more than 20 years ago, so arrogant that they were boundless, and even people and bears could be hammered to death at night, why do you now fall into the problem of urinating your crotch if you are afraid." ”

"Why?"

"It's not that I'm scared by the silver camel village, these bandits are all named in the book of life and death, killing people is like cutting onions with a knife, you young people are scared to kill pigs, and you can't stand it at all."

Yue Guanchao was splashed with a basin of cold water, and thought of other ghost ideas: "It's really not good, we took shotguns, sneaked into the village while it was dark, and went to the bandits' den, and the second artillery might be saved." ”

Yue Qingshan continued to shake his head: "Passing the bandit village is not a temple fair, the village is doing a desperate business, and when you see the seedlings (people), you don't need to ask where you come from, you can open our brains on the spot, sneaking around doesn't work at all, and I don't know who is in charge of the silver camel village now, and I have to see the person in charge to talk." ”

Yue Guanchao patted his head: "Then why don't we pretend to be bandits who worship the mountain and want to take refuge in them, can we get in like this?" ”

Yue Qingshan pondered the last idea, and his eyes lit up: "There is only this way, our uncle and nephew will go on a trip tonight to meet these handmaidens." ”

"Brother Yue, it's deeper in the middle of the night, these locks are building a wild immortal temple, there may be something dirty waiting for you, I don't worry, or you will bring my wife with you, if you are poisoned or injured, you can also protect your safety."

Mrs. Ma's words were sincere, Yue Qingshan was worried that there was no helper, his eyes were full of gratitude and he nodded quickly: "Sister, I don't know what to say, even if I, Yue Qingshan, have to repay your great kindness." ”

The three of them took advantage of the middle of the night to drive their black-maned horses in the direction of the Silver Camel Village.

……

The moon and stars are scarce, and the crows are miserable.

The bright jade wheel hung high in the sky, and a black-maned fierce horse raised its hooves and roared, stopping at Xuelongling.

"Phew!"

Yue Guanchao sat on his horse and looked up at the Snow Dragon Ridge that was dormant in the mountains.

It is summer, the Xuelongling peak stands tall, the mountains are stacked, the gray fairy temple is all over the forest, like a mirage floating in the hazy mist, the dusk lantern is faintly flickering, just like a thousand pairs of greedy beast eyes, looking at the people who come down the mountain.

Ahead, a few rotten trees are scribbled to make a mountain gate, and after the mountain gate is the wild road leading to Xuelongling.

When he walked into the mountain gate, the shrubs on both sides were as high as his waist, and the cool breeze blew through, whining and whining, and he immediately felt a cold wind drilling straight into the collar, as if he had been touched by a cold hand on his back, and he was startled by a sweat.

Yue Guanchao carefully observed the surroundings, left and right were high and cloud-high wild mountains and dense forests, only a rugged stone road under his feet winded towards the mountain, surrounded by dense fog and miasma, even if he was holding a lantern, what he could see was only a few meters in front of the carriage, and beyond that was darkness, and the smell of rot in the air could not dissipate.

He looked up, and the silver-white moon disk turned into a hazy red moon at some point, and the forest completely isolated the moonlight, and there was no trace of light.

Odd!

In the sound of the wheels, he could always hear the whispering of people moving around, and several times out of the corner of his eye he saw a dark shadow passing near the left side of the carriage, but he could raise the lantern to shine through, but only the big trees and shrubs were motionless, only the wind rustled the leaves, and even if there were two big living people in the car behind him, it was so quiet that people were disturbed.

Although the beasts of the Xing'an Mountains lurk, no beast will take the initiative to approach the carriage, these strange black shadows just circle the carriage back and forth, not real, not grasping, no move, but not far away, as if they are teasing and mocking them.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong, and he set up the carriage and sped away.

Whatever you're afraid of, you'll come.

"Earth~Earth~Earth~Earth~~"

Suddenly, a strange beast roared from the black mist.

Only a few swishing sounds were heard, and the wheel was pierced with several arrows, and he dodged and broke his bow and arrows to see that there was indeed a beast's copper whistle on the tail.

"Which king and eight calves dare not come forward, give me the yin!"

No one talked to him in the dark, but the wind was blowing, it was the height of summer, but this gust of wind was cold and cold, and the green leaves on the trees were like dead leaves in late autumn, but when they fell into the light range of the lantern, Yue Guanchao found that it was not a leaf at all, but a slightly yellowed square hole paper money!

The paper money rolled in the wind, drifting more and more, and the carriage was about to be fenced off.