The old capital, rumored to be, was a cursed place. After three hundred years of wind and rain, it still has not washed the blood that stained the city, and this blood is so thick that it may not be able to be washed away even in another three hundred years, or even a thousand years.

The most prosperous imperial capital in 300 years has now become a dead city. A dead city that will be terrified if you listen to it. It's just because there are too many rumors and too many real things happening there.

It is rumored that every night in that city, there will be a noise of people. It seems that in the dark old city, there are many people living in it. If there are no living people, how can they hear so many voices?

The frolic of children and the barking of dogs, as well as the noisy shouting of adults in the market, are so lively. It's as if that dead city has gone back to 300 years ago. If it weren't for going back in time, how could there be so many voices?

That voice is the voice of a city. And not one, two.

Someone hit the guts and got there. I want to go into the city and find out. No human figure was found.

Even into the depths. Yet, no matter how far they went, all they could see was rotten old things, mottled blood that had congealed into dryness, and cobwebs everywhere.

Other than that, not to mention human figures, even wild cats and wild dogs, I didn't see a single one.

But one thing remains the same.

That's the noise. The barking of the dog, the frolicking of the child, the sound of the people's ears. As rumored.

It's just looming, intermittent, in an instant. If you don't listen carefully, you will think that it is an auditory hallucination.

If it is a person, it may be called auditory hallucinations. But if it's two people, three people, it's different. What's more, it's a group of people.

I have to say that that group of people and artists are bold. Even though he heard the barking of the noisy dogs, he still went to the depths by the light of the torches and lamps.

That group of people does have the qualifications to be bold.

Because, this group of people are the pride of the sky in the rivers and lakes, and they are also the strong ones who are better than the blue.

Three hundred years ago, one god, two saints and three demons, four families, five swords and six factions were the lifeblood of the rivers and lakes. And the one who controls this lifeline is the one God.

It's just that since those three hundred years, the one God is gone, and there is no reality now. Nor can it be seen again. Because the rivers and lakes now know that no matter what, there will be no one who stands on that divine position.

That god is already a legend. It's just because that person is so amazing. It's amazing, it's amazing for three hundred years.

That god seat covered the sky with his single-handedness and subverted the entire Zhou Dynasty back then, so the old dynasty was not there, and the old dynasty was not there.

Three hundred years ago, the country revolted, and four families and six factions gathered. At the same time as the old dynasty fell, the rivers and lakes were appropriately weakened. so that the rivers and lakes can no longer easily shake the court.

Today's rivers and lakes are no longer the rivers and lakes of the past. Not only is there no god, but also the two saints and three demons may not be as good as they were back then. Today's four schools and six factions are not as strong as they were back then, but they are still the top today.

The group that broke into the old capital can be said to be most of the rivers and lakes. Because, it is the most outstanding disciples of the four families and six schools that have been gathered, and among them, there are two saints in the future.

Back then, Mr. Yan and Aunt Gongsun were among them.

Mr. Yan fell into the memory, his face was a little frightened, as if he remembered something bad.

In this world, there are always some strange things. Thirty years ago, there was a kind of monster in the rivers and lakes, monsters that looked like blood, and the decent people in the rivers and lakes called them blood corpses, which was a kind of Gu master in southern Xinjiang who inflicted on the living.

Blood corpses love flesh and blood, and there is no living mouth wherever they go. That year, the righteous path of the rivers and lakes sent his disciples down the mountain to track down, and after a hard battle, he killed the Southern Xinjiang Gu Master, and also beheaded thirty-eight bloody corpses in a row.

Although the battle was hard, there were no casualties. It can be seen that the strength of the four families and six factions is just that ordinary disciples have entered the WTO and sharpened it, and it has settled a Jiang difficulty.

Perhaps, this time the same will be true. It was the emergence of cult people who used the old capital as a place to cultivate power.

It is said that the most dangerous place is the safest place. The old capital has experienced three hundred years of wind and rain, and it has always been dark, and the bones are everywhere, even homeless beggars dare not live here. Not to mention being close to the place.

Therefore, in the old capital, there are children frolicking, dogs barking and roosters crowing, and the noise of the market. The top forces in the rivers and lakes, these four schools and six factions, suspected that there were cult people and made obstructions. Therefore, it was decided to send disciples to find out and experience it.

But this time is different from the bloody corpse rebellion in southern Xinjiang thirty years ago. After all, it is the old capital, and with the accumulation of more than 300 years of yin qi, it is inevitable that there will be some difficult things.

If it was an ordinary disciple, I was afraid that there would be death or injury, so I sent my most outstanding disciple.

There are 20 disciples in this group.

Mr. Yan back then, how amazing. He was the most outstanding disciple of their workshop. But I'm afraid the world wouldn't have thought that if he hadn't been lucky, I'm afraid that something bad would have happened to him.

There will also be accidents, which shows that some people have already encountered accidents. And it was their group of people who encountered the unexpected.

Yi Gao is bold and usually dies faster.

Take the people who drown every year, and those who drown are often people who know how to be watery. Because they think that with their water nature, they will not drown. Therefore, he went into the unfamiliar waters with great confidence, and after entering the water, he could never go ashore again. Become a drowned ghost in the water. And that group of people back then was the most outstanding disciples in the rivers and lakes. Some people are even better than the blue, better than those old-timers. In addition, they are all the best among people, everything goes smoothly, and they are young and vigorous. Naturally, they will not be deterred by these voices.

They will only think that this is nothing more than a crooked way and that there is no concern at all.

The group of people back then, although they knew that it was not an illusion, still did not care about these voices. They continued to search into the depths of darkness, but still did not see a single figure. I don't know where the cult people are hiding.

But as we went deeper into the darkness, the noise grew more and more frequent. Eventually, it kept ringing in my ears, and the sound didn't stop, as if those people were right next to me, and in more terrifying words, those people were close to my ears.

But they are still too bold to think that this is just a crooked bypass of the cultists. What will be is to make them afraid of the unknown and let them escape.

As they went deeper again, in the darkness, they heard the sound of bones clanging. There is a sound like iron colliding, and even a roar like a ghost, as if you are in the real eighteen layers of hell.

.......

Mr. Yan thought about the high mountain of the old city where he was hidden, the birds in front of the mountain and the fragrance of flowers, the bloodstained and the voices in the fog behind the mountain, and some old people, some of whom were distracted.

"The old capital?" Ling Dabao was stunned for a moment, and then puzzled: "The dilapidated capital?"

His memory was lacking. I only knew that I was ordered by my master to go down the mountain to find my senior brother. I don't know anything about Yamashita. I only know that a few years ago, I went down the mountain and won the title of the world's most beautiful man.

For a confused person like Ling Dabao, naturally he doesn't know the old capital?"

Mr. Yan was deeply frightened by the memory, and this sudden voice was also startled. When I came back to my senses, I found myself on a boat, wandering in the galaxy with the waves.

This is not the old day, and he is not in the old capital. It's a good scenery in the south of the Yangtze River. There is no fear, no darkness, only great scenery.

It's just that when Mr. Yan decided to take the Lingda Treasure to find Zhou Youruo, it was very likely that he would step into it again.

It is very likely that you will re-enter the eighteen layers of hell full of horrors.

"Father-in-law, it doesn't matter where Miss Yoro goes. Please help me find her. It just so happens that if her master is also in the old capital, she will not have to visit again in the future, and she will directly enter and hire a relative. What do you think?"

Ling Dabao has already opened his face, for him, face is dispensable, after all, even if he has no face, he is a completely beautiful man.

For now, only this middle-aged scribe knew of the girl's whereabouts. Besides, I have already said that if the middle-aged scribe can match himself with the girl, he is a reborn parent.

Although, he just said casually and expressed his gratitude. But I didn't expect the other party to take it seriously, and he really called his son. Perhaps, this Mr. Yan is too old-fashioned and takes anything seriously.

But since this Mr. Yan shouted his son so vigorously, he could see the smile on his face every time he shouted, maybe he really wanted to be his father.

Ling Dabao suddenly found a charm in his body, that is, not only women like him, but even men also love him very much.

Lo and behold, this is someone who wants to be his father. Perhaps, no, not perhaps. As long as it is a person, an older person, as long as he sees his appearance, he will want to be their son.

Thinking of this, Ling Dabao felt a little proud in his heart. It's really good-looking, and someone will take the initiative to help with everything.

"Father-in-law, child, what are you calling me?" Mr. Yan had just come back to his senses, and when he heard this, he was also stunned, and his body shook slightly.

For a moment, Mr. Yan suspected that he had misheard. Although he called this young man a child, he was also cheeky.

"Father-in-law!" Ling Dabao looked at the middle-aged man with gray sideburns in front of him very sincerely, and said seriously.

"Hahaha!" Mr. Yan smiled.

He smiled, laughed very happily, very happy, and burst into tears of excitement. The fear in the previous memories was swept away in this heart-warming call.

Mr. Yan took a deep breath and looked at the handsome young man in front of him, feeling very relieved.

He was approaching sixty years old and had no children under his knees. It's just that he looks so young, and it's just a skill to rejuvenate his face.

Today, I finally have a child. It can be regarded as a successor. In the future, if it is buried under the loess, it will not be impossible to see.

"Child, the so-called old capital. It is the capital of the Great Zhou Dynasty and 300 years ago. Don't you know?" replied Mr. Yan, with some doubts in his heart.

The Great Zhou Dynasty was the second great unification after the first dynasty and the Great Qin Dynasty. In the whole world, there is only one dynasty in the Great Zhou.

His good son, as a citizen of Da Zhou, how could he not know Da Zhou?

Although Mr. Yan had doubts in his heart, he still told the truth. After all, the father should be like the father, be knowledgeable and inquisitive, know what the child asks, and teach carefully. Instead of being impetuous.

Mr. Yan's dream is to be a good father. This good father starts from now and now.

It's not too late to be in your sixties, as long as you make up your mind to be a good father, you can be a good father now.

Mr. Yan feels that he is the perfect father figure at this moment. Not only is he kind, patient, but also knowledgeable.

In fact, Mr. Yan is indeed knowledgeable. It can be said that it is a great knowledge of the past and the present, and knows the things of the upper and lower 5,000 years. Ling Dabao knows, I'm afraid that he doesn't even have a tenth of what is in Mr. Yan's stomach.

"The capital of a hundred years ago?" Ling Dabao sighed when he heard this, and then said: "Senior Brother and I have been taken in by our master since childhood, and rarely go down the mountain. The last time was three years ago, I secretly escaped down the mountain and went to the nearest city, but within a few hours, I was carried back by the senior brother. ”

"I see. Mr. Yan nodded, and the doubts in his heart suddenly dissipated.

Some people are like this, and some people have been hidden in the world since childhood, and they are so absorbed in cultivation that they don't listen to the eight directions, so they don't know where they are. Before the Great Zhou, the Seven Heroes fought for hegemony, one after another, there was a man in the mountain, after decades before going down the mountain, when he returned to his hometown, found that the customs, dress has been different from that year, a question only to know, the original has changed the dynasty and the generation.

I can only say blankly, the Qing Dynasty is dead?

The Qing Dynasty was destroyed by the Great Zhou, but it has been nearly 330 years since then. I didn't expect there to be such people today.

Mr. Yan nodded, and then thought that his son actually had a teacher. Then, his painting must have been taught by his master.

"It seems that this world is really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon. Mr. Yan shook his head and sighed secretly.

The disciples' attainments in painting are already so high, let alone the master who taught them. There is another senior brother in the same family. Even if he is not as good as his son, he will not be much worse, he must be better than himself.

At this time, there were three painters who were stronger than themselves.

But it doesn't matter, with this son, I have the opportunity to visit and contact the other two. If you can get the guidance of your son's master, then you will definitely be able to go further.

"The old capital, the old capital. Since it is the old capital. So the ancient rhyme is naturally very strong, which is suitable for me to look at the flowers and water and the scenery with the Youluo girl. Ling Dabao thought for a moment and said with a smile.

He was already thinking about how to meet the girl again in the old capital, feeling the history of the old capital in the ancient fragrance, and playing music and dancing alone in the moonlight. Then, in his own pen, he painted a picture of a beautiful woman at night.

Mr. Yan was silent and did not speak. Since this son of his own, he doesn't know the old capital, so where will he know, there is no flower or water, and there is no good scenery. The only thing that was there was a skeleton in the darkness, and those people.

"Those people ......," Mr. Yan muttered, thinking of this, his face was filled with fear, and he began to wander again.

That scene back then was like a nightmare rooted in my heart. In the whole world, I'm afraid only three people know. These three people include Mr. Yan and Aunt Gongsun, and one is Gongsun Erniang.

The twenty most outstanding disciples of the four families and six sects of that group went deep into the old city, and after hearing the clanging of bones and countless wails, there was a dispute among that group.

Someone retreated, causing a quarrel.

This quarrel is the quarrel of a couple of Taoists. Of the twenty, there were only two women.

These two people are Gongsun Auntie and Gongsun Erniang. These are a pair of sisters, and they are also two of the most outstanding disciples of Miao Xiufang.

Gongsun Erniang is a woman after all, and her nature is different from Gongsun Auntie's pride, and she is a little weak, so she is bumping into her guts and groping in this dark old city. At this moment, the ears are no longer those laughter and noise, but whispers.

How many Dao there are, Gongsun Erniang, can no longer be counted. I only know, there are many, many of them. It was as if one after another unjust souls were sticking to her ears and asking for her life.

So, Gongsun Erniang plucked up the courage and asked them not to go deeper, but to withdraw first and think about it in the long run.

But some people disagree, that person is Gongsun Erniang's heart, and that person is Mr. Yan.

Mr. Yan, who is the Taoist companion of Gongsun Erniang, was the first to speak out against it, after all, he was about to get close to the depths. They have searched the rest of the old capital, but they have not found any trace of the cultists. I'm afraid it's in the depths.

Because it was approaching, the cult people panicked, which caused such a strong reaction.

At that time, Mr. Yan just thought that these were all tricks to scare people. It just so happened that the timid Gongsun Erniang was bluffed. Under Mr. Yan's reprimand, Gongsun Erniang was hazy with tears and choked and cried in front of everyone.

How could Aunt Gongsun ever see her sister so sad and crying in front of everyone, how could she not be angry for her, who has always loved her sister?

So, draw your sword and face each other.

Seeing this, Gongsun Erniang was very anxious. One is his own blood relatives and his sister. One is a Taoist companion who is connected to her, a beloved.

If the two of them fight, what will they do? Fortunately, Mr. Yan knew that Gongsun Auntie's swordsmanship was outstanding, and he was still inferior to him, so he didn't dare to say anything more.

When Aunt Gongsun saw that Mr. Yan knew the current affairs, she left directly with Gongsun Erniang and returned the same way.

If there is only Aunt Gongsun, she will naturally not be afraid. But her sister didn't dare to go deeper, so she must have been afraid to return alone, so she was naturally escorted in person.

When Mr. Yan saw his second daughter leaving, he finally felt guilty, said goodbye to his friends, and left first.

It is precisely because of this that the catastrophe was escaped.

It was a sea of blood, and it was the peerless sun of those proud sons of the sky. Mr. Yan will never forget that his junior brother died in front of him.