"This ......"

Hearing what Senior Brother said.

The flower spirits and old foreigners on the side could not hide their amazement.

In this world today, except for those Taoists who live in seclusion in the mountains and devote themselves to cultivation, there are very few who know how to subdue demons and subdue demons.

At least.

They have been walking the rivers and lakes for so many years.

I have never seen such a master.

"Flower Spirit, map."

Ignoring the thoughts of the two.

Partridge Whistle stretched out his hand.

The flower spirit who came back to his senses immediately took off the basket and pulled out a bamboo tube from it.

The bamboo tube is obviously some years old.

The whole body has a blue-black hue.

After careful polishing, and soaked in tung oil, the fire is continuous, the rain does not invade, it is an excellent storage bag.

I saw her small white hand patting lightly at the mouth of the tube.

Pause.

The cork wedged with the mouth of the cylinder hangs down to one side.

Hua Ling took out an old, yellowed, and raw-edged map from it.

They are three brothers and sisters, and they walk outside all year round.

Most of the people who come and go are deep in the mountains and rivers, deserted, without maps, and it is almost impossible to walk an inch.

Lay the map flat on a bamboo basket.

The partridge whistle approached with a wind lamp.

A pair of eyes swept quickly, and soon found their current location from the dense list of place names.

"Old Bear Ridge...... Bottle Mountain? ”

"Well, there's a gallery up ahead."

The museum is Yizhuang.

The old foreigner was stunned, "Senior brother, since you are a senior master, you shouldn't go to those places, right?" ”

"Yes or no, just go and see."

Partridge Whistle pointed at the map.

In the area of Old Bear Ridge, the mountains stretch for thousands of miles.

Except for the eighteen caves, almost all of them are deep mountains and old forests.

The nearest stockade is also dozens of miles away.

Unless that senior, he found a cliff bluestone at random and meditated to sleep.

Otherwise......

The only place you can go is Yizhuang.

It's late at night, and seeing the dark clouds in the sky is obviously a sign that the sky is about to change.

That's why he decided to try his luck at Yizhuang.

"Yes, senior brother."

Senior brother has already made up his mind.

Hua Ling and the old foreigners naturally did not object.

Put away the map and carry the bamboo basket.

The two followed behind the Partridge Whistle, bypassed the ancient civet monument, and went straight to Yizhuang.

In the middle of nowhere.

The whole world was silent.

Only a wind lamp in his hand illuminated the deep night.

Not much.

The three of them arrived outside Yizhuang.

Looking at the form, it seems to be an old temple of a mountain god.

On the territory of Miao territory, this kind of museum accumulation is not uncommon.

In this year, there was a shortage of soldiers, how many people fled here to avoid the military disaster, and there were merchants who traveled back and forth between Miaojiang and Xiangxi, exchanging salt for materials in Miaozhai, just to eat with a mouthful.

But.

The climate of Miaojiang is hot and humid.

Poisonous insects are everywhere, and miasma is shrouded.

Because of the lack of adaptation to water and soil, the number of people who died of poisoning is innumerable.

Unlike the Miao people, the Han people pay attention to the soul returning to their homeland and entering the soil for peace.

These Yizhuang are actually for them.

The bones are temporarily stored.

When the identity was verified, the family of the bitter master paid money to transport the body back to his hometown from Miaojiang.

These people are called corpse chasers or corpse bearers.

It is worth mentioning.

Luo Lao Crooked couldn't eat when he was young.

I went to be a corpse bearer for a long time.

"Senior brother, there are really people."

Hua Ling's eyes widened, pointing to the candle flame in the depths of Yizhuang, and said with a happy face.

Although the light of the fire flickered and dimmed, there was light, at least it indicated that someone was moving.

Partridge Whistle didn't dare to expect much.

This kind of place in Yizhuang.

There are corpse keepers who live all year round.

If it weren't for that senior, wouldn't it be empty of joy?

"Old foreigner, go and call ...... Wait a minute. ”

The partridge whistled and beckoned, but before he could finish his sentence, his brow furrowed.

Pupil constriction.

A face full of horror.

After following his senior brother for so long, it was the first time for the old foreigner to see him so out of shape, and he thought that danger was coming, so he subconsciously grabbed the bow and arrow with his backhand, "Senior brother? ”

"Shh

Partridge Whistle made a silent gesture.

He at the moment.

His eyes were fixed on the depths of Yizhuang.

The heart is like a big wave.

Nimbus!

That's right.

The partridge whistle was extremely sure that the white mist shrouded in the sky above Yizhuang was undoubtedly aura.

The majesty of the breath is definitely the only one he has ever seen in his life.

The faction of moving mountains, although it practices martial arts, uses techniques, and pays attention to restraint.

But the relationship with the Daomen is actually very deep.

Such as moving mountains to inherit the secret arts, moving mountains and dividing the arts.

In fact, it has gone beyond the scope of secular martial arts, and it can already be called a method.

Partridge Whistle has been in the mountains since he was a child, following the previous generation of mountain movers to practice.

In addition to the Kui Xing kick fight, light body method, Seven Star Fist, and grappling technique.

The most important thing is to practice qi.

The Zagrama clan, for thousands of years, have tried countless methods in order to break the ghost curse in the people.

In the end, there are only two possible ways left.

One of them is the dust beads.

Return the phoenix gall to the snake god.

The second way is to cultivate the Tao.

Use the aura to wash away the curse on your body.

It's a pity that for thousands of years, countless clansmen have gone forward and succeeded.

From the distant ancestral land all the way to the east, the footprints have traveled all over the north and south of the river.

To this day, there has been no progress.

Partridge Whistle has been looking for dust beads in addition to these years.

In fact, I am also trying to see if I can find a few masters outside the world and ask them for advice on the method of cultivation.

"So ......"

Partridge Whistle's heart moved.

Is this wish about to come true today?

Thinking of this, Rao Shi couldn't help but feel uneasy.

"Hua Ling, old foreigner, go, follow me into the village!"

Gritted teeth.

The partridge whistle did not dare to delay.

But as soon as he took a step, he stopped again and straightened his clothes a little.

This way, dusty and exhausted, in case of collision with that senior, it will be bad if the other party does not like it.

Seeing that the senior brother was silent for a long time.

Suddenly proposed to enter the village, and rarely sorted out the meter.

The two were even more confused.

I don't know what kind of medicine he sells in the jar?

"Let's go, your senior brother and I are not crazy, nor have I run into evil spirits, this move is to enter the village to meet the seniors."

seemed to sense the careful thinking of the two.

Partridge Whistle, who has always been unsmiling in front of his younger brothers and sisters, said with a rare self-deprecation.

"Ah......h

Hua Ling, who was pierced in her mind, couldn't help but blush on her little face.

But she was lively by nature, and she left it behind in a blink of an eye, and happily followed her senior brother.

Although the old foreigner was expressionless.

But the look of surprise in his eyes couldn't be hidden at all.

can make the senior brother so solemn.

Those who camp in Yizhuang must be a virtuous person.

Maybe there will be a way to lift the curse for the clansmen.

The three of them stepped forward quickly.

Soon we were at the gate.

The partridge whistle personally pulled the brass ring and knocked it hard a few times.

At the same time respectfully said.

"Move the mountain and the partridge whistle, take the two brothers and sisters, and meet the seniors."

It's just that......

The voice fell.

The closed door was suddenly pulled open from within.

Then, a handsome man came out of the dust, and the figure of Qi Yu Xuan broke into sight, looking at the three of them with a smile.

His gaze then fell on Partridge Whistle's stunned face.

Shaking his head and quipping.

"Brother Dao, it's been a long time."

"Why did you call your predecessors a master, Chen didn't dare to be it."