When Fan Yi raised his sword and fell, a one-horned black-scaled python with a hundred years of cultivation but failed to transform into a human form smashed into the ground.

For two days in a row.

Fan Yi was entangled with him in the deep mountains and dense forests, and he didn't kill this bastard until tonight, which can be described as tiring.

Fan Yi held a long sword, broke open the head of the bastard beast, and put a black spirit crystal into the square inch tiger card, before peeling off the python skin and putting it into the storage waist card.

This time, he killed the bastard beast with his superficial swordsmanship and strong physique, so he delayed a lot of time.

Everything was packed up, and Fan Yi continued to walk towards the outside of the dense forest.

Just the moonlight.

Fan Yi came to the bank of a wide river.

The river is rolling, dark red.

That's because the upper reaches of this wide river are a whole field of soft sand that is covered with sediment every time the clear water flows.

Fan Yi glanced at the river, but did not find a ferry boat, so he could only use the colorful wings to fly to the opposite bank.

Just when I was about to leave.

A little boy and an old man in his seventies came out of the dense forest.

The little boy was lively and innocent, only shouting for meat.

The old man was hunched on his back, holding the little boy's hand in one hand and a cane in the other.

As he walked, he coughed softly.

The little boy was about eight or nine years old, slightly chubby, with a small bulging face and a blue coat.

Although there is no heavy snow and ice in the spring season, the spring cold has to be prevented, and the only time that can freeze people to death is the transition between winter and spring.

The old man on crutches stopped and touched the little boy's head.

He said in a kind tone:

"When you cross the river, grandpa will buy you sugar gourds to eat."

The little boy in the coat reached out and pushed away the old man's big hand on crutches, and said loudly and angrily:

"Grandpa is lying to me again! The uncle who sells sugar gourds will not come out at night at all. ”

The old man smiled and said:

"The little ghost is excited."

Fan Yi looked at the pair of grandchildren and frowned.

Not to mention that the dense forest is extremely dangerous, and the road is not easy, how could you meet this pair of grandfathers and grandchildren.

Fan Yi transmitted the voice to the Heavenly Spirit Seal, asking him to release the power of the divine soul to perceive one or two, wanting to see if this pair of grandsons were humans or demons?

Unexpectedly, the Heavenly Spirit Seal only replied:

"People."

After that, he didn't say anything more.

The old man on crutches also saw the young man with the long sword on his body, and his eyes suddenly became vigilant.

Fan Yi turned around and went back to continue to look at the river.

The old man on crutches took the little boy to the riverbank.

After the little boy saw Fan Yi, he just hid behind the old man.

The old man on crutches took out a black round object from his coat pocket and placed it under his lips.

Suddenly, a crisp and loud whistle sounded, and the sound was far and piercing.

Fan Yi was also attracted and turned his head to look over.

The old man on crutches put away his belongings and smiled at Fan Yi, looking at the riverbank on the other side calmly.

I saw a little red light on the other side of the river, which turned out to be a red candle lantern.

The shimmer first drew circles in the air, and then the shimmer fixed in mid-air.

After a while, a black canopy boat came slowly on the other side of the river.

There was a young couple standing on the boat.

At the stern of the boat was a burly middle-aged man, paddling the river with a bamboo pole, getting closer and closer to this side.

The couple seemed to be cultivators, and when they were three feet away from the riverbank, they jumped onto the shore.

The woman hurried forward, and cried out with a nervous expression:

"Father."

Then he pulled the little boy in front of him, took the child in his arms, and asked:

"Quality, my mother is here to pick you up!"

The little boy replied with tears in his voice:

"Mother, I miss you!"

The woman hugged the child tightly, and the man beside her had already supported the old man and said:

"Father, you have suffered!"

The old man on crutches laughed and said:

"It's okay, it's okay, it's the most important thing to be reunited, is everything decided?"

The man's eyes became dripping and he said:

"Father doesn't have to worry."

When the old man heard that the matter did not seem to have been settled, he stood still and asked:

"Isn't it going well?"

The man then smiled and said:

"Smooth, after you go home this time, you don't have to hide."

The old man didn't seem to believe his son's words, so he knocked his cane on the ground and said:

"Let's go, go home first!"

This family seems to have not seen each other for a long time, so they only care about greetings and completely forget about Fan Yi's existence.

The burly man brought the canopy to the shore and said:

"It's time to get on board."

The man helped the old man to the side of the boat, and glanced at Fan Yi casually.

He turned again and helped the old man onto the boat.

The little boy was carried by the woman and walked to the awning boat.

The little boy whispered:

"Mother, that big brother seems to be crossing the river too."

The woman whispered:

"Leave him alone, get on the boat first."

Fan Yi's ears are very good, and he can hear the conversation between the four people clearly, but he still looks at the river.

He just waited for the ship to fly over as it spread its wings.

Unexpectedly, the old man who was just about to get into the black tent stopped and looked back at Fan Yi and said:

"Little brother is going to cross the river, why don't you go with us?"

Fan Yi smiled and waved his hand, and said:

"Thank you, old man, I have a way to cross the river."

When the old man heard this, he didn't believe it, so he said:

"At this time, there will be no more boats coming to pick up passengers, if you want to cross the river, come with us."

Fan Yi smiled:

"I really don't, I can cross the river."

Both the man and the woman frowned and looked at Fan Yi.

It's night.

The man saw Fan Yi's dress clearly, and whispered to his father:

"He may be from the Martial Sect, let's not provoke him."

Just a saying.

The old man regretted it a little and went straight into the awning boat.

In this way, Fan Yi was a little puzzled.

Why did the old man hear that he was a member of the Martial Sect, but he did not hesitate at all.

The canopy boat sped up and headed for the opposite shore.

It's just that the figure of the man on the bow of the ship is standing straight, as if he is wary of something?

Fan Yi saw that the boat disappeared into the night, he didn't hesitate any longer, and then condensed the colorful flying wings and flew into the air, flying towards the other side of the river.

On the other side of the river is a woodland.

It took only half a pillar of incense for Fan Yi to walk through, and then a small town appeared in front of him.

The town is brightly lit, and it is very lively with people coming and going.

Fan Yi thought about going to the town to stay overnight first, just waiting for the dawn to be on the way.

He quickened his pace and walked towards the entrance of the town.

This town is a bit prosperous, and every house is made of green bricks and tiles, unlike ordinary towns, which still retain mud and grass houses.

Fan Yi recalls the road map, which does not show the existence of such a town.

Walking in the streets and alleys of the town, Fan Yi was puzzled, perhaps because the route map only marked the large and small cities, and never drew too little.

The doors of all the houses in the town were wide open, and two red candles and lanterns hung high under the eaves, like a pair of eyes.

The pedestrians on the road are also wearing brocade clothes and fancy clothes, and their expressions are arrogant.

Fan Yi looked for an inn and saw that there were not many people drinking in it.

He approached the guy and asked for a first-class room.

It was late at night.

The town fell silent.