Xie Yixiang remembered that the abbot who returned to Meng'an last night had mentioned that after passing through the woods of Fangcai, it was the "Prison Heaven Village" where Mr. Qingtian was, and he thought it was here.

For a while, everyone couldn't help but stop and looked at the stone tablet in front of them. Yan Sidao lit a pot of dry tobacco, puffed out the smoke and said with a smile: "Prisoner of heaven? Sure enough, what a big breath! But I don't know whether Mr. Qingtian compares himself to 'heaven' and voluntarily imprisoned here, or whether he compares himself to a 'prisoner' and wants to imprison the whole world here?"

Although De Yizi was a little tired, when he heard this, he couldn't help but immediately speak: "The so-called world is the world of the people of the world, and the so-called 'prison of heaven' is naturally to imprison the people of the world. Mr. Aota summoned you this time, perhaps to imprison you here, and you will not be allowed to leave half a step for the rest of your life. ”

Yan Sidao sighed exaggeratedly and said with a smile: "Drunk and lying in the depths of Cloud Mountain, watch the dawn moon rise." Even if you are imprisoned here, you should not be in vain. ”

De Yizi snorted coldly and said lightly: "You can rest assured, if Mr. Qingtian really wants to leave you here, I will not agree to it first." If I leave you here, who else will I go to play with in the future?"

Yan Sidao suddenly laughed and said, "Don't dare, don't dare, since the descendants of Guigu have this Yaxing, you can take this opportunity to have a good time with this Mr. Qingtian." Maybe Mr. Qingtian will be happy in his heart, and see that you are so handsome, and in the end he will leave you here, then I will burn incense and worship the Buddha. ”

Xie Yixiang saw that they seemed to be relaxed, but she was afraid that she was pretending to be a gesture to cover up the uneasiness in her heart, and she also felt a little bottomless in her heart. She was afraid that the two guys would disagree and quarrel here again, so she hurriedly beckoned everyone to continue on their way. Then a group of five people turned a big bend along the mountain road, and a large flat mountain area appeared in front of them, and there was a small village with only twenty or thirty houses in it, which must be the prison village. At this time, with the noon sun shining on their heads, there were old and young, men and women in the village, all ordinary villagers, who were just busy with their own work, and did not notice everyone outside the village at all.

Xie Yixiang hurriedly raised her full energy and cautiously looked at the villagers in the village. You must know that although Mr. Qingtian is her father's old friend, after all, it has been many years, and Bi Yixiao, who has just witnessed suicide by hanging, Xie Yixiang has always been jealous along the way, and I really don't know what the other party has planned. At this time, she finally came to this village on the mountain peak, and she naturally did not dare to act rashly.

Who knew that Yan Sidao was full of indifference, and got back into his tattered four-wheeled car, put on a fairy wind and bones, and told the two boys to push the cart forward, and swaggered into the village. Seeing this, the son next to him also smiled coldly at the moment, and walked towards this prison village.

Xie Yixiang had no choice but to follow closely beside De Yizi and step into the village with full attention. However, as their group of strangers entered the village, the people around still did not react, neither came up to greet them, nor did anyone point a finger, not even a glance out of the corner of their eyes. The five of them came all the way to the open space in the village, and saw a table of dishes that had already been prepared, with five pairs of dishes and chopsticks on the table, and five stools on the side of the table, which were obviously specially prepared for a group of five, but there was no one to greet them. Yan Sidao and De Yizi glanced at each other, both smiled disdainfully, and they were not polite at the moment, and sat down at the same time.

Then Xie Yixiang also sat down at the table with the two boys in the cart, but on the table were a few stir-fried wild vegetables and pickled vegetables, and a large bowl of gruel, which was slightly steaming. Everyone had been tossing and turning in that wood, and they were already a little hungry, so they served porridge and ate vegetables one after another. Xie Yixiang saw that Yizi and Yan Sidao didn't speak, so they just buried their heads in eating, and they didn't dare to ask more, so they could only secretly look around at those villagers. I saw that some of them were washing and choosing vegetables, some were weaving and weaving, and some were chatting and joking, under the reflection of the sun at noon, they were no different from ordinary people in the world, and they couldn't see what martial arts they hid. Except for not glancing at his own people all the time, there is nothing strange about it.

Xie Yixiang had something on her mind, so she only drank two bowls of gruel and put down the dishes and chopsticks. Looking at Yizi and Yan Sidao again, they inadvertently looked at the end of the village. Xie Yixiang followed their gaze, and saw that at the end of the village was a large courtyard, built on the edge of the cliff, and it was vaguely seen that there was a hall and several side houses inside. At this time, the two doors of the ancestral hall were closed, and there was no plaque on them, only a couplet was hung in front of the door, which read: "The sky is a chessboard and the stars are the sons, who can go down to the ground to make the pipa road and strings, which one dares to play?"

Then Deyizi and Yan Sidao also finished eating one after another, and put down the dishes and chopsticks in their hands. Seeing that the two of them didn't say a word, Xie Yixiang couldn't hold back in his heart, and couldn't help asking: "You have been peeking at that ancestral hall, do you want us to go in?" I'm obviously looking at it openly!" After that, he didn't bother to pay attention to Xie Yixiang, and beckoned to Deyizi: "Let's go." ”

Nodding slightly, he got back into his battered four-wheeled cart and told the two boys to push him to the ancestral hall at the end of the village. De Yizi also stood up immediately and followed behind Yan Sidao's four-wheeled vehicle with Xie Yixiang.

Yan Sidao took the car to the door of the ancestral hall, but did not come forward to knock on the door, but looked at the couplet hanging on both sides, and said loudly in the car: "With the stars as the son, why should the game be divided into black and white? ”

As soon as these words came out, it only took a moment to hear the sound of "squeak", and a plainly dressed girl had opened the door of the ancestral hall inward, saluted the words and thoughts on the car, and said: "I don't know that Mr. Fuxu is coming, and where it is rude, I still look at Haihan." If the gentleman does not think the mountains are vulgar, please come in and serve tea. ”

Yan Sidao smiled and said, "It's easy to say! Who knew that although the door of the ancestral hall had been opened, there was a three-foot high threshold at the door, which made it impossible for his four-wheeled bicycle to push in. Yan Sidao had to get out of the car and ask the two boys to lift the car over the threshold, while he stood aside and gently shook the white feather fan in his hand, posing as a master who was floating in the dust.

De Yizi and Xie Yixiang also came to the door of the ancestral hall at this time, and De Yizi did not say a word, let alone greet the girl who welcomed the guests, and walked towards the ancestral hall. But I heard the girl say respectfully: "The little girl is fortunate to be able to meet the heirs of the Ghost Valley, and she is really fortunate to have three lives." Since the Taoist chief is here with Mr. Fuxu, please also come in to serve tea. ”

Deyizi was about to raise his feet to cross the threshold, and when he heard this, he couldn't help but sneer, and said proudly: "The victory or defeat of the chessboard is not in the son, why bother playing the stars as the son?

Xie Yixiang followed closely, but saw that the two children were still helping Yan Sidao move his broken car, but they were too young to lift the four-wheeled car over the three-foot high threshold. Xie Yixiang couldn't help but feel on fire, and raised his foot to kick his four-wheeled bicycle out of the air, falling heavily into the distance. Yan Sidao was stunned for a moment, and he didn't dare to provoke the violent temper of this Miss Xie San, so he had to sigh, shake his head and say, "That's it!" At that moment, he also raised his feet and stepped into the threshold, beckoning the two boys to come in.

Unexpectedly, the girl who greeted the guest took two steps lightly, just in front of the two boys, and said with a smile: "Please forgive me, sir, my teacher has been in seclusion for a long time, and if it is not for the visit of the deceased, it is really inconvenient to meet him." Yan Sidao was stunned again, frowned and asked, "Only to see the old man? This is what Mr. Qingtian meant?"

The girl replied neither humbly nor arrogantly: "How dare the little woman act in the name of the teacher?" Yan Sidao's four-wheeled car had been kicked away by Xie Yixiang, and he couldn't imagine that even these two boys couldn't bring it in, and the whole set of Kong Ming's outfits that he had carefully prepared could be regarded as ruined by half. However, at this point, he could only smile bitterly, catch up with the son in front of him and go to the ancestral hall.