Southern Xinjiang, late at night, Mulberry Village, stormy!

With a "click", a lightning bolt crossed the sky, instantly illuminating the heavens and the earth, and under a tea shed at the head of the village, an old man was sitting.

The old man, dressed in black, with a bag on the table, was obviously passing by here, and was sitting in the tea shed to avoid the rain, and the rain wet half of his body, but the old man didn't care.

I saw his eyes staring into the depths of the rainy night, and he was stunned by the bloody breath in the air, and at this moment, there was a sudden sound of breaking the sky in the distance, and there were vaguely three people, running south quickly.

The old man's heart moved, and in the middle of the night, the torrential rain was pouring, but the three of them braved the rain and hurried, their movements were really suspicious, and they ignored the package on the table, got up and chased after them.

After a short time, the three men entered a cave, and the old man quietly followed behind, only to see where two people were already waiting in the cave.

The cave is very spacious, there is a huge tripod in the middle, the tripod is burning with a raging fire, there is a child tied to the ground next to the giant tripod, this child is dressed in tatters, like a little beggar, I saw his chest rise and fall, his eyes are closed, most of them are fainted.

The old man was quite surprised to see this scene, and only by the light of the fire in Dingzhong could he see that the three people who were following were two men and a woman, and their outfits were not decent at first glance, and the woman kicked the little beggar and said, "Don't let this child die, it will ruin our big business!"

The old man listened to Daqi, look at these people, although they are not big people, but they seem to be a few good players, how can they not get along with a child for no reason?

At this time, one of the black-clothed people made a move with his left hand, and a void force held the child up, and then, the woman in black, with both hands, had a few more spirit runes in her hands, only to hear her whisper the spell, bite the tip of her tongue, and a mouthful of blood mist sprayed on the spirit rune in her hand, and then threw the spirit rune into the ding with a wave of both hands, and suddenly, the flame in the ding turned blue with a "boom".

The more the old man who followed him looked, the more frightened he became, although he didn't know the reason, but look at this posture, these black-clothed people were going to put this child into this fire to refine, it must be this child who took some kind of treasure, these people were crazy, and they wanted to refine this child alive in order to get the treasure!

At this moment, I saw that the man in black dragged the child, slowly moved to the Dingkou, and saw that the child was about to be thrown into the blue fire, seeing this, the old man didn't have time to think about it, suddenly burst out, waved his left sleeve, and a yellow sword shot out, and with a sound of "bell", the giant Ding was knocked to the ground, and suddenly, there was a sea of fire in the cave.

The people in the cave stared intently at the child, where they thought that someone would follow, suddenly changed, and panicked for a while, the old man took the opportunity to flash, rushed up, grabbed the child on the ground, let out a long howl, and flew away.

At this moment, a few people in the cave reacted, and couldn't help but be shocked and angry, and the first person shouted in a hoarse voice: "Chase me quickly, that kid will definitely snatch him back no matter whether he lives or dies......"

Within a few days, the news spread all over the world, and everyone discussed: "I don't know who killed more than 700 people in Sangye Village in southern Xinjiang on a stormy night, and the scene was like Shura hell, and it was unbearable ,......to see."

Time flies, unconsciously, more than a month has passed since the tragedy in Mulberry Village, on this day, two young men came from the official road, one of them was well-proportioned, handsome, jade with a scarf, dressed in white, carrying a long sword, fresh and refined, and his demeanor was biased.

The other person, burly, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, wearing a short shirt, the corners of the clothes are slightly tattered, carrying two square hammers on his shoulders, holding his chest and pulling his back, and his momentum is extraordinary. These two people walked all the way, causing everyone to stop and watch and admire.

These two strong men, the surname Geng in white is Jingyun, and the man carrying the hammer is surnamed Lu and his name is Lu Dayong. These two people are the disciples of the Purple Cloud Palace, a branch of the Xuanyu Sect today.

In the past month, the slaughter of the village in Sangye Village in southern Xinjiang shocked the entire martial arts, Geng Jingyun and Lu Dayong were ordered by the master of the Xuanyumen branch Ziyun Palace, to go down the mountain to find out, when the two arrived at the Sangye Village, the whole village was only left with a piece of ruins and broken horizons, and there was no one alive.

"Senior brother, Zhennan City is not far ahead, you just have to hurry, I can't stand this hunger for a long time" Lu Dayong complained, but his feet did not slow down at all, it turned out that these two people were senior brothers.

Geng Jingyun didn't look back, and said with a smile: "I think it's fake that you're hungry, it's true that you're hungry and drunk, and you're still a martial arts practitioner, so you don't have any concentration." ”

Lu Dayong said: "Hehe, the lesson of the senior brother is that my cultivation is incomparable with the senior brother, the things that the master explained have already been done, and I will return to the mountain in two days, I don't know what year and month I can go down the mountain, and I can't show light skills, I am anxious to go, I see that I have entered the city, we should rest." ”

Geng Jingyun said: "That's it, that's it, I don't know what you think, otherwise you would have taken a fork in the road and went directly up the mountain, and you took a detour to take these many wrongful roads for no reason, what do you think you are doing?"

After hearing this, Lu Dayong walked a few steps, caught up with the senior brother, knocked his elbow lightly on the senior brother's shoulder, the two looked at each other speechlessly, turned their heads and laughed, and continued to hurry.

Not long, into the city, the street pedestrians are bustling, very lively, the two go through the streets and alleys, go straight to the center of the city, walk not much, only to see a big restaurant standing on the side of the intersection of the main street, the boss's signboard is written "Moon Tower" three big characters, from time to time there are bursts of wine and meat aroma from the restaurant, diners come in and out, the bartender shuttles inside and outside, the business is not prosperous.

The two of them came into the store, and sat down in the seats they had picked up. A bartender came over to greet him: "Two guest officers, make you a pot of tea, you drink it first, I don't know what the two of you want to eat, we have a north-south flavor here, all kinds of famous food, that's everything!"

Geng Jingyun dusted off the dust on his body and said, "Just serve two side dishes, give my brother five catties of cooked beef, a big bowl of hot soup, and twenty catties of wine, go quickly!"

The bartender smiled and said, "Guest officer, don't blame the small mouthy, the small shop is drunk, twenty pounds...... Did you two drink it?"

Lu Dayong glared at the bartender impatiently, this Lu Dayong was not angry and arrogant, so frightened that the bartender's neck shrank, turned around and thought, "Okay! Twenty catties of wine, these two people are going to wash their faces with wine!"

After a while, the wine and food were all served, and Lu Dayong was not humble, he raised his hand to drink a large bowl of wine, wiped his mouth and added another bowl to himself, and he still drank it all, and then the third bowl was drunk with a raised face.

Lu Dayong breathed a sigh of relief, slapped his hand on the table, and shouted: "This wine is really powerful, I haven't been so happy for a long time." This shout shook like thunder, startling the four whisperers on the left to look this way.

At this moment, an old man on the square table against the wall turned his face, and two lines of sight were cast as if they were qualitative objects, his slender cheeks were long and he could not see any expression, two sword eyebrows were inserted straight into his sideburns, his beard was slightly white, and there was an indescribable majesty between his expectations.

Geng Jingyun's heart trembled, and he secretly admired: "What a deep cultivation!" Even Lu Dayong, who was immersed in drinking, noticed a strange feeling.

What was even more strange was that sitting at the same table with the old man was a child with a sickly face and a beggar appearance. The old man glanced this way twice, then turned his head away, and paid no more attention to it.

Lu Dayong held the wine bowl and said: "Senior brother, I didn't expect to meet a master in this city restaurant, I think this old man's cultivation is not shallow!"

Geng Jingyun: "Yes, but I don't know which sect or faction it is, if we can make friends, it will not be in vain for our brothers to go down the mountain." He immediately greeted the bartender, pointed to the old man's table and said, "Add a few good dishes to this senior, and the money for the wine and food will be mine." ”

There are many martial arts scholars in the world, as the saying goes, "there is a sky outside the sky, and there are people outside the world", no matter how high you cultivate, you dare not say that you are invincible in the world, the so-called "one more friend and one more road, one more enemy and one more wall", so people who practice martial arts walk outside, most of them pay attention to making friends.

After hearing this, the old man raised his head and smiled slightly, arched his hand, and said, "I don't know each other, how can I let the little brother break the bank." ”

Geng Jingyun hugged his fists and saluted: "The seniors are polite, Pingshui meets, the two of us see the seniors pouring themselves a drink, and dare to invite the seniors to have a drink together, please forgive the juniors for the crime of being rude." ”

Lu Dayong: "Yes, if the seniors don't dislike it, you might as well come over and have a few drinks." ”

The old man smiled slightly, but a trace of hostility flashed on his face, and he squinted and said, "What a meeting in Pingshui." He got up and said to the little beggar next to him, "Little bastard, go, and see what tricks they play." ”

Geng Jingyun was simply confused by the second monk, and the tone of this senior seemed to be full of hostility.

After the old man and the little beggar came and sat down, he hugged his arm to his chest and said contemptuously: "Why? I don't know what the two of you have to teach, don't you also value the things on the old man, I opened the skylight and said that the lights are bright, and the things are on the old man, but I don't know if the two of you have the ability to take them." ”

Geng Jingyun coughed twice after hearing this, his upper body was slightly owed, and said: "The seniors must have recognized the wrong person, before this, the two of us and the seniors had never been masked, and I didn't know what the seniors had, so I didn't hide it, the two of us were disciples of the Ziyun Palace under the Xuanyu Gate, and the junior's surname was Geng Jingyun, and the one next to him was my junior brother, named Lu Dayong, just because I saw that the seniors were extraordinary, and they intended to talk closely, and there was absolutely no bad intention." ”

After listening to the old man's words just now, Lu Dayong only gritted his teeth angrily, if in normal times, with his temper, he would have already attacked, because the senior brother kept giving him a look, he barely suppressed the fire, and did not answer at the moment, snorted heavily, and drank by himself.

The old man laughed on his back after hearing this, as if he had heard a joke, turned sideways and said to the little beggar next to him: "What an evil demon, I thought that this place was not far from the Xuanyu Gate of the Liangmian Mountain, so I came to pretend to be a disciple of the Xuanyu Gate, what's the matter? I can't get it, and now I use "outwitting", your little trick is almost the same as using it to deceive a three-year-old child, and you want to deceive the old man, hehe, don't think about it!"

Hearing this, Lu Dayong on the side "bang", crushed the porcelain bowl in his hand, stood up suddenly, and shouted: "What an old man who doesn't know anything, he is talking nonsense for no reason!"