There is a small gate in the corner of the Eight Sound Cave, a fork in the road behind the gate, go straight to the end, there is a small gap, come out from the gap, a flat path from top to bottom, all the way straight through the dense forest, the small forest winds and turns, all the way to the hanging cliff.

A pinch after a pinch of thick shade obscured the sky and the sun, and in front of it was a bottomless cliff valley. The water is abundant here, and the vegetation in the mountains is so lush that even this terrifying valley is an eye-washing blue as far as the eye can see.

And on this deep valley, the small dense forest and the rows of waist-length caves on the opposite side, but can be connected unimpeded, in front of the original most conspicuous cave, there is a stone bridge thrilling connection, I don't know whether it is a natural trench, or artificially paved, dangerous and dangerous, walk on the top and look down, like a cloud flying in the sky.

Two disciples of about eighteen or nineteen years old, dressed in black shorts, were moving inch by inch on the stone bridge, the person behind him was carrying a food box in one hand, the whole body was straight, like a straight tree, white cheeks, but crawling with dense short hard beards, looking a little nondescript beauty, his expression was extremely nervous, from time to time he stopped to look at the person leading the way in front of him, and saw that he was very skillful in his movements, obviously an errand that he was used to doing on weekdays, he took a breath and continued to move forward.

The person in front of him was afraid that he would be nervous, so he started the topic and said: "Hey, I don't know what happened to the door in recent years, the ghost masters have had accidents one after another, and it is just a matter of ignoring the things in the door. What's that?"

The one who spoke was called Cheng Si, and he was a little disciple of the full-time food in the Bayin Cave, and the one who sent the meal here with him was the newly collected Miao family brother two days ago, called Ah Lang.

Aaron looked panicked and walked step by step from the stone bridge, not daring to be impatient or replying, and after the narrowest place, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

He came to the Ninety Thousand Mountains for a short time, even if there is some kung fu body, but here is a moat ten thousand feet high, terrifying and terrifying, he feels that his kung fu is not at home, and he does not dare to speak sideways like Cheng Si, although he has passed the most thrilling place, he still stands up with his spine behind his body, and he escapes a human-shaped trunk.

He calmed down the crackling sound in his heart like a bead on an abacus, and replied honestly: "I just came here, I heard that you can practice magic here, my parents are gone, thinking that I am alone and I am also weak everywhere, and I am bullied by others, so it is better to gamble and come here to find an opportunity." In the past few days, I have also inquired around, and I heard that it is Qiu who has inherited the dignity of the refining master, and she has been practicing in retreat in the lead cave every day a few days ago. ”

Cheng Si took a sip and said: "What achievements can there be, na, this inside, isn't it her little white face that she keeps here silently, and she has to come over from time to time to take a look, this is still the daughter of the master, I see that she is the same as the master, she is a lowly son who does not hesitate to turn against her relatives for the sake of men, what kind of climate can it become!"

Thinking of the three words 'little white face', Ah Lang basked, this short relaxation almost made him step on his left foot and hit his right foot, and he couldn't help but stumble, hurriedly retracted his indulgent thoughts, and it took a lot of effort to regain his footing.

His eyes turned to the left, and he saw that there were thin droplets of water on his left sideburns, and he didn't know whether it was sweat or mist. Cheng Si spoke quite boldly, he couldn't help but tremble, and heard his neck creaking, there seemed to be a rustling sound in his ears, as if coming from behind, he looked up and swept it, only to see the white mist surrounding, and there was no one in the dense forest in front of him.

Suddenly, there was a chill behind his ears, and a few beads of condensation dripped on his long and bare neck, as cold as ice, and the coldness went straight to his heart like a poisonous gas. He gritted his teeth and glanced sideways, but saw nothing, and suddenly felt a little suspicious, and secretly relieved in his heart. When he turned around, he saw the empty valley under his feet, his legs were weak, and he almost fell into the abyss with the soaring falcon, he hesitated for a moment and finally stood still, stretched out his hand to wipe the fine sweat on his forehead, and led to another topic: "I heard that two days ago, a female assassin went directly to the Vulture Cliff. ”

Cheng Si's skills are obviously much more flexible, I saw that his whole body was still in a forward posture, but he turned his head to the left very lightly, just when his eyes were obliquely connected with Ah Lang, and he replied easily: "Hmph, what is the place of the Vulture Cliff, I have only been up once or twice since I came here, the cold lord has been in retreat in the Broken Bone Cave all the year round, and there is almost no grass on the entire cliff, and I don't know if it is caused by the cold of this god and ghost, or the climate is too impermanent. ”

Alang said: "If you think about it, that ghost uncle must be a miracle." ”

"To be called 'Han Lord', this ghost uncle is his honorable position, those barbarians are always called by gods and ghosts, although the people in our door are not taboo, but they are also called 'masters'. "Cheng Si is quite respectful to Han Xun, unlike other people who only have ghosts in their eyes.

Cheng Si thought for a while and said: "I haven't seen Lord Han a few times since I came here, and his voice can still be heard in the Divine Ghost Hall a few years ago, but in the past few years, I can't even hear the voice, and he doesn't come to the Divine Ghost Palace, and all the affairs in the door are entrusted to the evil lord." ”

Ah Lang let out a 'huh' and said strangely: "Hearing the voice, can't you see each other?"

Cheng Sidao: "The Han Lord was seriously injured on his face in the early years, and I heard that he was scratched by the eagle in the mountain, so he was covered with black veil, and he was even more cautious when he came to the Divine Ghost Temple. ”

Aaron let out an 'oh', his expression a little dead, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Cheng Si said again: "Speaking of that little white face, I watched that person meditate day by day, but his face became whiter day by day, I am afraid that this practice has followed a fork in the road, and he will not live long." ”

Although the shade is thick here, but because of the moat, the place is not big, so there are not many people here, and at this moment, the time for dinner has just arrived, and the two of them sent food out of the cave halfway up the mountain, but they are not afraid of encountering tigers blocking the way.

Ah Lang said: "This is not good, when I came to deliver the meal yesterday, his face was white and crazy, but his spirit was good, see you today, the frost-white lips seem to have more blood, and now the black blue has faded a lot, it can be seen that this kung fu is very evil, and it may not be possible to die so soon." ”

Cheng Si nodded, thinking that after all, his martial arts are low, there are many capable people in the rivers and lakes, and he has been looking away for a while, and thinking about Ah Lang's words, this kid has always had a unique vision, he is more convinced in his heart, and he thinks about whether to put some condiments in it next time he delivers food, so as to force the man to teach himself a trick and a half, but he is afraid that the person will be killed by his own medicine and cause a big disaster, or he will be sued by his own medicine not to die, thinking about it, the head is big, and there is no conclusion, and the two have turned back to the Eight Sound Cave along the narrow path, he suddenly came back to his senses, hurriedly grabbed the corner of Ah Lang's clothes, and called him softly, Ah Lang raised his eyes and looked, and couldn't help but be shockedIn a hurry, he pressed down the much larger hat on his head, and then reached out and pressed the thick mustache on his face, and then bent down.

I could only hear the foreman guarding the gate, and said in a flattering tone: "Is Lord Qiu going to Huayan Cave again?

Qiu Ying'an's eyes flickered, but it fell on Ah Lang, and asked in a different color, "Have we met somewhere?"

Mu Ne's Alang Ergen instantly turned red, and Cheng Si hurriedly replied for him when he saw this: "Lord Qiu, this is the Miao boy from Wangcun at the foot of the mountain, who has just been harvested, and he is shy and not very good at talking, this is the first time he has seen a big man in the door, you can take care of it." ”

Qiu Ying'an said 'oh' and raised her eyebrows: "Xu I admit my mistake, you guys have finished delivering the meal, then leave the Bayin Cave, the Ji Dong Ling of the lower Furong Cave has just returned to the mountain, I heard that your skills are good, go and cook a few side dishes for him, you two go over together." ”

Cheng Si hurriedly responded, dragging Ah Lang out of the Eight Sound Cave in a hurry.

This young Miao man Ah Lang, whose face is full of broken mustaches, is Ji Chu, the fifth disciple of the Sword Villa, ---.

After Ji Chu walked out of the Eight Sound Cave, he let out a long breath, and Cheng Si couldn't help laughing and scolding when he saw him so unproductive: "I also said that I wanted to practice divine skills, and I just saw a big character, so I was scared like this, and I don't know where your pride and ambition have gone?"

Ji Chu smiled, noncommittal, and followed Cheng Si down the mountain road and walked towards the Furong Cave.

Clenched his fists all the way, thinking: "I finally know where Senior Brother Yan is being held, but how can I save him from life?"

He frowned faintly, "I don't know where that female assassin is being held, whether she is a fellow believer, and whether she can work together." ”