Nanchen looked at the cave where they were hiding, and a cool breeze swept out, he patted Uncle Teng's shoulder, signaling to follow him, and then the two quietly touched inside.

This cave is more than one person high, walking in it is a little depressing, they walked along the cave all the way, in front of a bright place, is a relatively spacious three-way crossing.

The two of them stopped here for a while, one end leads to the entrance of the cave, and the other end extends in the mountain, Uncle Teng came to the entrance of the cave to watch, it turned out that the entrance of the cave was actually on the cliff.

"Nanchen, the bottom of the pool leads to the Yuansong Valley, and this is the place we are looking for," Uncle Teng said as he looked at the surrounding peaks.

Nanchen wasn't surprised, he glanced at Uncle Teng, and after a pause, asked, "Uncle Teng, why don't I know any of those people from the Tianjing Temple?"

Uncle Teng sighed and said: "Except for Senior Brother Jiantong, the rest are disciples who practice outside the Guanwai, you naturally don't know it, you still remember the Gu Yan I told you!"

Nanchen frowned and said, "The Dharma protector who conspired with Xuantan? I remember what you said, yes! You told me about meeting Senior Brother Tong." ”

"After that ring match, he was seriously injured, and after he recovered from his injury, the Guan Master sent him to manage the disciples of Guanwai Cultivation, and at that time you were mixed with open crotch pants, so naturally you didn't know each other," Uncle Teng explained.

When Nanchen heard Uncle Teng's words, he raised his face and said, "That's right! I, the person who mixes open crotch pants, will avenge them!" Nanchen, who said this, had a glimmer of light in his pupils.

Seeing Nanchen's cold expression, Uncle Teng felt a little panicked, and asked with doubts: "Nanchen, sometimes I look at your courage and courage, including your demeanor, which is quite like the Viewer, and sometimes I feel that you are completely different from the Viewer, and I don't know you..."

Uncle Teng was halfway through this, and he felt that he had said the wrong thing, so he swallowed the rest of his voice back, his expression a little flustered and embarrassed.

"Say, keep talking, why don't you say it? Do you want to ask who my father is?" Nanchen asked after Uncle Teng's voice.

"Forget it, don't force you Uncle Teng, don't mind, Uncle Teng was born with this cheap mouth," Uncle Teng hated his mouth in his heart while saying this.

"It's a demon!" Nanchen had a strange expression on his face when two words popped out of his mouth, and then smiled indifferently.

Uncle Teng heard Nanchen's words, his heart was also trembling, although what Nanchen said was sharp, but Uncle Teng felt credible, with the great state of mind of the Lord, it may not be impossible.

Nanchen saw Uncle Teng's expression, and immediately smiled: "Uncle Teng, in fact, your mouth is very honest, and it is your brains that are cheap, let's go!"

The two of them continued to talk one after the other, "Nanchen, what is the milky stone hanging coffin that the monk got?"

"That may be the pin of the cave bolt, which was dragged away by the monk..."

The sound became smaller and smaller as the figure faded away, and a long green mist drifted by.

In the viewing pavilion of the patio view, a clear shadow faces the southwest mountains, sometimes wandering, sometimes looking, looking worried.

"Lord, there has been no response from the people who went out, will there be any accidents?" Qi Congyu, who came in a hurry, reported that he still had a gauze around his neck, and it seemed that his injuries had not healed.

Zhou Huanzi's heart sank when she heard Qi Cong's report, she didn't respond, the doubts on her face were even more solemn, and a thin mist appeared in her eyes.

Qi Cong saw the expression of the Guanzhu, and felt guilty in his heart, and then said: "Guanzhu, why don't I take someone to Yuansong Valley again." ”

Zhou Huanzi turned around and glanced at Qi Cong's neck, sighed and said, "Before seeing Tong, I have repeatedly instructed that no matter what happens, don't step into Yuansong Valley for half a step, why don't you be a bystander?" Zhou Huanzi was a little puzzled.

Zhou Huanzi thinks that if he doesn't step into the battleground, and except for the same thing, the other three are all fresh faces, how can there be accidents?

"Lord, do you have any news about Nanchen and Senior Brother Teng?" Qi Cong felt that the matter had become serious, and he was worried about the safety of the two of them.

Zhou Huanzi didn't think so in her heart, she thought for a while, and then said: "Senior brother, do you say that you will meet them when you meet them, and if they meet, will they go to Yuansong Valley together?"

"Guan Lord, I don't know whether to say some things or not," Qi Cong said with some hesitation when he heard Guan Lord's words.

"But it doesn't hurt to say it!"

"Nanchen is your son, I don't know what kind of creation he has achieved, I don't think the Lord should let him take this risk, not to mention that there is also a senior brother Teng who drags an oil bottle. After Qi Cong said this, he glanced at the face of the master.

"Alas, the child can't help his mother when he's older, just like that soft sword, you can't always wrap it around the belt of your trousers, it's a sword that has to be sheathed!" Zhou Huanzi said this slowly, turned around and shook his head helplessly, and a few tears slipped out of his eyelids.

Qi Cong saw that the Guan Zhu was so sad and emotional, and hurriedly said: "I'm sorry, Guan Zhu! I shouldn't have said these words to distract you, but that thing in the Yuan Song Valley is really evil..."

"Senior brother, don't say it, it's a foregone conclusion, everything depends on their creation, alas!" Zhou Huanzi said this, turned around and walked down the viewing pavilion.

In front of the tablet of the father and the master, Zhou Huanzi exercised a big gift, looked up at the tablet and said: "Father, master and old man, Huanzi has distracting thoughts, selfishness, more than 20 years of nurturing feelings, Huanzi's heart is really difficult to give up, the child is like Huanzi's heart, where he goes, Huanzi's life is there..."

Kneeling in front of the spirit cards of the two old men, Zhou Huanzi cried and repented sincerely, every word drilled into his heart, and every sentence was sad.

Nanchen and Uncle Teng finally walked out of the cave, and there was a large green pine valley, with towering ancient pines and cypresses stretching, overlapping branches and leaves luxuriant like umbrellas, and the shrouded canyon was a little shady.

They stopped by an ancient pine, Nanchen looked around at the scene, and then said, "Uncle Teng, I haven't seen what your short sword looks like, take advantage of this free time and I'll take a look." ”

When Uncle Teng heard that Nanchen wanted his short sword, a burst of joy floated through his heart, it seemed that Nanchen was going to give him a few moves, and then took out the short sword from his backpack.

Nanchen looked at the short and sharp blade, his fingers pinched the blade lightly, and his mouth kept praising him, he looked at Uncle Teng and said, "This short sword is really good, it seems that my Uncle Qi cares for you very much!"

"Of course, Uncle Qi doesn't have to say anything to me, as long as I like it, if he has it, it will be fine!" Uncle Teng said proudly.

Nanchen suddenly sneered and said, "This bladed short sword, have you ever made a move in your hand?" and handed the short sword to Uncle Teng, who was setting up a tent.

When Uncle Teng heard Nanchen say this, he was indeed a little ashamed in his heart, stretched out his hand to pick up the short sword, and then said: "This short sword I..."

Stop, turn and wave behind him...

"Oops!" seemed to be a woman's voice, coming from the side behind her, the ground was covered with blood, but Uncle Teng didn't even see a figure, where did this voice and blood come from?

"Hmph! The little elf dares to follow all the way and show up, otherwise I will send you back to the west!" Nanchen said coldly.

Green smoke rose from the ground, and a woman in a white dress covered her left arm and sat on the ground, her arm almost falling off, and her handsome little face was shocked.

When Uncle Teng saw the little beauty on the ground, he showed pity, and was about to reach out to help her up, when he suddenly remembered that Nanchen said that she was a demon, and he stopped a little timidly.

"This son, why be so cruel to the little woman, I just follow you, there is no other malice, I hope that the son will bypass the little woman," said the woman in the white dress who was slumped on the ground, and then moved to kneel on the ground and plead with the two.

Nanchen squinted his eyes slightly, stared at the little woman's eyes, and then said: "Get up! Why do you want to kill you like this, what are you doing with us? Think clearly and then answer, don't make a mistake!"

"Gongzi Xie, yes, it was the King of the Mountain who asked us to monitor the people here and pay attention to the whereabouts of the people who came. The woman in the white dress replied.

"Mountain King, what Mountain King?" Nanchen asked in a cold voice.

Hearing Nanchen's cold tone, the woman in the white dress shuddered, and hurriedly said: "Hui Gongzi! The Mountain King is the baboon god around us and the leader of this region. ”

"It's a mandrill, take me to see it!" Nanchen said again.

"Childe, the little girl doesn't dare, besides..." said the woman in the white dress, not daring to continue.

Nanchen glanced at Uncle Teng, thinking to himself how this spirit's virtue was so similar to him, and then scolded: "Go on!"

"Go back to Gongzi, if the little woman says, she will definitely die if she goes back, I am telling the truth, please Gongzi, let the little woman go!" The woman in the white dress knelt down again and pleaded with Nanchen.

Nanchen sneered: "Don't you say, do you think you can survive?" As soon as Nanchen's words fell, the woman in the white dress shuddered.

Kneeling on the ground, her eyes were red, she glanced at Nanchen, closed her eyes slightly, made a choice, and said softly: "I would rather be killed by you than tortured to death by the King of the Mountain, the mother and daughter are here!" Then he raised his head, and two lines of tears burst out of his eyes.

When Uncle Teng saw this scene, he hurriedly went over to stop Nanchen, Uncle Teng understands Nanchen's personality, others may be emotional, Nanchen is not necessarily, the woman in white is easy to provoke him.

Seeing Uncle Teng giving him a look, Nanchen also walked to the side angrily, so Uncle Teng went to persuade the woman in white, and I don't know what they said there.

After a while, the woman in the white dress actually took the initiative to walk behind Nanchen, coughed lightly and said, "Childe, don't be strange! The king of the mountain and a monk went to Songjian, and they will probably come back tomorrow, and the little woman is willing to take Gongzi there." ”

"What are they going to Songjian for?"

"They want to use the sarcophagus to attract the charm of Qing Yao, she is the owner of this cave, she goes to the Twelve Peaks to petition every year today, and she must stay in the sarcophagus at night. ”

Nanchen was shocked when he heard this: "What?