The night was dark and silent, and occasionally there were a few cries of the night, which made the night seem quieter and more terrifying. Yang Qian has been used to such nights since Zhu Rongcheng escaped.

Yang Qian angrily said goodbye to the wind and the kite, and went all the way to the west, but he walked too hurriedly and missed the stay, so he could only find a place to deal with it casually for one night. It is a deserted village, long deserted, with only a few dilapidated houses.

He sat quietly by the fire, stirring with the firewood with a small stick, and his thoughts flew far, far away. He remembered the warm times of his previous life. At that time, he was in good health and carefree. Even if life at home is a little tight, it doesn't affect his mood.

On winter nights, his favorite thing to do is sit by the fire with his family and stir up firewood. But the terrible disease took it all away. Now, Yang Qian cherishes the opportunity given by God very much and cherishes every day.

The matter of the Blood Demon Atom hung like a knife above his head, but he faced it seriously, looking for a way to break the deadlock.

Yang Qian was the first to reach the deserted village, and a father and daughter came, as well as seven or eight merchants and a woman in white.

The father and daughter attracted Yang Qian's attention. The girl is about ten years old, with two pigtails and a pinched face that makes people can't help but kiss it. The man has a full beard and a vicissitudes of life, and his body is also very strong, which is in stark contrast to the girl.

Yang Qian's interest is here, the two are too different, but they are real father and daughter. When she came in, the girl whispered to the bearded man Abba. Although the voice was very soft, Yang Qian could hear it clearly.

With so many people pouring into the deserted village at once, it became extremely lively. The foot-walking merchants are of different ages, ranging from white-haired people with two temples to old people who have been walking for many years, and some newcomers with immature faces. They made a fire on the other side of Yang Qian. They have been doing business together for many years, they know each other well, joke with each other, and the quarrel makes the deserted village seem to have some vitality.

"Little brother, can we sit here?" Yang Qian was pondering when the bearded man pulled the little girl to him and said politely.

Yang Qian woke up when he heard the voice, and hurriedly said: "When you go out, it's convenient for you, it's convenient for yourself, why can't you?"

The bearded man clasped his fists and saluted: "My name is Yan Chixia, this is the little girl Yan Wushuang." ”

Yang Qian also returned the salute: "Under Yang Qian." ”

Walking in the rivers and lakes, they rarely report each other's names and origins. The bearded man's behavior expressed his desire to make friends with Yang Qian.

Yang Qian was not disgusted by this, after all, he drew a knife when he met, which did not match his style.

Eight merchants surrounded the woman in white, and everyone vied with each other to behave as if they had done well enough to be praised by the woman. After Yang Qian and a few people came in, they kept paying attention to the woman.

At first, he thought that the woman and the merchant were in the same group. Later, after listening to their conversation, Yang Qian knew that the woman was met halfway by the merchant.

It's a bit strange, there are few villages, from the nearest cities to deserted villages. It is so strange that such a woman in white suddenly appeared.

Yang Qian is still an acquired cultivator, and without immortal means, of course he can't check the woman's true body. He could only be on guard.

It's not that Yang Qianxin is seriously ill, it's that this woman is too strange. Yang Qian observed many times, but he couldn't see her true face, he just thought it was beautiful, but he couldn't tell Yang Qian what she looked like.

"Do you see what's coming?" Yan Chixia took out the dry food from his body, and after giving it to his daughter, he asked Yang Qian softly.

Yang Qian immediately understood that he also had martial arts. Judging from his fullness of qi and blood, he should also be a master.

Yang Qian shook his head and buried his head in eating the dry food in his hand.

"Listen to me! I had a very horrible story. I'm going to tell you about it. A tall, thin man suddenly raised his voice, silencing everyone's voice. Yang Qian and the three of them were also attracted by his voice and looked at him.

Seeing that everyone had stopped talking, the tall and thin man focused his eyes on himself, looked a little proud, and said in a soft voice: "It was also a cold winter, and I was transporting goods with four people from the same village, and I missed the lodging, and I was also in a deserted village. ”

Stories are the most convincing in people-to-people communication. Especially in such a boring night, everyone needs a wonderful story to pass the time. There were some whispers just now, but now they are completely quiet, and they are all waiting for the next step from the tall and thin man.

The woman in white looked at the tall and thin man with watery eyes, which made him even more excited.

"The five of us had a fire to keep warm, ate some dry food, and were about to rest, when two more men came in. A scribe dressed in white seems to be a scholar rushing to take the exam. Another swordsman with a long sword on his back had a somewhat dark face. Well, it's about the same as this little brother. The tall and thin man stretched out his finger and pointed at Yang Qian.

Yang Qian ran away for more than half a year, slept in the open air, and said goodbye to the little white face a long time ago, and now it is indeed a little dark.

"Hahaha......."

"Hee-hee-hee-hee-hee......."

When they heard the parable of the tall and thin man, they all laughed. Yang Qian also smiled helplessly.

Yan Wushuang innocently shouted, "Black is a healthy color. When everyone heard Yan Wushuang's words, they even laughed and rolled back. Yang Qian was embarrassed to laugh, but he felt that the eyes of the woman in white were different, and he couldn't tell what was different, so he could only be on guard.

"Next, what's wrong. Everyone ignored Yan Wushuang and urged the tall and thin man to continue.

Yan Wushuang saw that everyone ignored him, and pouted and got angry. Yan Chixia lowered his head and whispered comfort, not knowing what he promised, Yan Wushuang sneered and laughed: "Abba is not allowed to deceive people, pull the hook." ”

"Hanging on the hook will not change for a hundred years. Yan Chixia's thick fingers hooked up with Yan Wushuang's white and tender little fingers, completing the agreement.

The story of the tall and thin man continues, and Yang Qian is also attracted by the wonderful story.

"The white-clothed scribe and the sword-carrying knight have some disagreements, it has always been the white-clothed scribe who has been saying, and the sword-carrying knight's face is cold and he doesn't speak much. The white-clad scribe told us that there was a golden sand not far ahead and invited us to go digging for gold together. ”

"How do you dig for gold at night?" someone questioned.

The tall and thin man said, "That's what I thought at the time! It's all said by the white-clothed scribe, where the gold is as big as a dog's head, dig it casually." They were too few to invite us. ”

"You all went?" Yang Qian also became interested and asked.

"We are tired and tired, and we will earn a few taels of silver, the size of a dog's head of gold, it would be a fool not to go!"

"I don't believe it, you really dug up gold as big as a dog's head, why do you still come to the trade. "Someone once again questioned the loopholes in the tall and thin man's words.

"Do you want to hear it?" said the tall and thin man, a little angrily.

"You go on. The woman in white spoke for the first time, and her voice was as beautiful as a yellow warbler, which made everyone's hearts ripple for a while, and they all immediately fell silent.

"When I go out, my father often tells me that I must pay attention to the ghosts and ghosts in the mountains. Therefore, I have never believed in the white-clothed scribes and swordsmen with swords, and I have seen their shadows many times, and there are indeed shadows. I still don't feel at ease, so I persuade everyone to set off again at dawn. They were so captivated by the gold that they would not say anything. We had no choice but to pick up the torches and follow the two of us out.

We walked and walked, getting farther and farther away from the deserted village, and the place that the white-clothed scribe said still did not arrive. I became suspicious, and I was in a hurry to urinate, so I left the group for the time being. ”

"Guess what I saw......."

Everyone was waiting for the tall and thin man's next step, but the tall and thin man sold the pass. The crowd was eager to hit him, and shouted one after another, "Say it, say it quickly." ”

The tall and thin man said: "I was unbuttoning my pants, and before I had time to relieve myself, suddenly a bad wind blew, and several screams suddenly sounded." I turned my head and looked scared. ”

The tall and thin man was obviously scared enough at the time, and now he thinks about it and cold sweat breaks out on his forehead.

"A white tiger with hanging eyes is crushing five people under its claws, and the blood is stained all over the ground, obviously not alive. The white-clothed scribe and the sword-carrying knight crouched in front of the tiger, especially the white-clothed scribe, flattering words, and kept sending them towards the tiger. I was half frightened and ran for my life. I don't know if it was luck or whatever, the tiger didn't chase after me, so I picked up a life. ”

"Ahh The oldest man among the foot merchants answered.

"How not. They are specifically designed to help tigers deceive people. The tall and thin man said with palpitations.

After listening to the terrifying story of the tall and thin man, everyone was a little scared in their hearts, and squinted at the shadows under their feet before relieving their hearts.

Yan Wushuang was a child after all, and he was so frightened that he buried his head in Yan Chixia's arms and didn't dare to show his head.

The night was getting deeper and deeper, and everyone was ready to rest. The woman in white chuckled and said, "The slave family will also tell you a story!"

When they saw her talking, they stopped talking about rest, and those who had already stood up sat down again.

"Ten thousand years ago, the world was the same as it is now. At that time, the demon race was dominant, and humans were just vassals. Humans are just food for the demon race, and they can eat whatever they want. The voice of the woman in white made everyone's hearts palpitate.

"Was there really such a time 10,000 years ago?" everyone was puzzled, something they had never heard before. Yang Qian once opened the history of Yunzhou, revealing a half-word in the pile of historical papers, as if there was such a dark history.

The woman in white glanced at everyone, and everyone stopped talking. The woman in white continued: "Later, the human race began to cultivate, and one by one the masters were born, moving mountains and reclaiming the sea, and started a big war with the demon clan. The last demon king of the demon kingdom is called Leng Bingyun. Her favorite thing to do is to devour people's hearts, believing that hearts are the most delicious food in the world, and cooking hearts in various ways. Her cultivation is also very high, and the combined efforts of the ten human races can't help her. But the Terran power seized on her cannibalistic weakness and defeated her. ”

"Do you know what the Terran powers have done?" asked the woman in white.

Everyone shook their heads and said they didn't know.

"Hahaha, they took the poison first, and they took it separately, and then deliberately let Leng Bingyun catch them. Leng Bingyun is very fond of people's hearts, how could she let go of the strong people of the Terran race? She cooked and ate the hearts of the nine Terran powers one by one. At this time, the last Terran power came and captured her alive. ”

"Why didn't he kill her?" Yang Qian asked.

"Leng Bingyun has cultivated an immortal body, so he can only be imprisoned. The woman in white laughed.

"How can there be such a terrible monster in the world!" exclaimed the tall and thin man.

"How about this story, it's better than yours!" The woman in white stretched out her slender hand and lifted the chin of the tall and thin man.

The tall and thin man hurriedly retreated, but found that he couldn't retreat, as if he was glued to her hand.

"How delicious is the human heart! How terrible is it? The hateful human race, I have not tasted the delicious human heart for ten thousand years. The words of the woman in white made everyone fall into an ice cave.

"Ah......h

"Ahh