Forty-nine rode a dragon horse and stopped at an intersection.

Thinking about what happened to me recently, after recovering from my injury, I returned to my original appearance, went to Jiangzheng Town again, inquired about the news, took some things, and then officially left the town, everything was straightened out, and there should be no problems left.

Look at this three-way intersection, on the left is the road that was taken from Liyanzong to Jiangzheng Town, and the road on the right can also reach Liyanzong, but it needs to go around a big circle in the middle, which is about four days longer.

Forty-nine horses rushed to the right side of the road to kick up dust. He considered that since he could meet the assassin Lin Xiaozhou on the same road, Su Eryi, the young master of the Bao Buqi Sect, would send others to make trouble and kill him. It's better to stay safe and avoided.

On the third day, Sijiu found that because of the heavy rain a few days ago, it had caused a large landslide in front of him, so he had to put away the dragon horse and prepare to forcibly cross this unrecognizable mountain range.

Without warning, there was a sudden burst of fog in the mountain, and what was even more evil was that this fog actually interfered with the divine sense, and he could only rely on a pair of naked eyes to walk, giving Sijiu a feeling: it was easy to cultivate clairvoyance, and as a result, he became highly myopic overnight.

He had to walk slowly all the way, and after half a day, he actually heard someone talking in front of him, and occasionally heard someone singing.

Sijiu was excited and hurriedly walked forward.

During this period, Sijiu always felt that someone nearby was staring at him excitedly, but he couldn't be sure who or even what was staring at him.

Occasionally, something actually brushed on Sijiu's body, but Sijiu's shield and divine sense warning didn't play a role. However, there was no damage to Sijiu, who heard the murmuring whisper, but didn't understand what it meant, as if he was excited and disappointed......

After walking for half an hour, there were no strange noises or things distracting.

Before anyone heard the sound of a tuk knock on the door, Sijiu was happy, but he quickly forced himself to calm down and move forward slowly.

Moving forward, I finally saw a person in the fog and white haze.

But this man, dressed in gray and with a white cloth on his shoulders, sat beside a swarthy table, with one arm on the table, and his fingers pointed at the table, and not far from his fingers was a small cylinder, which was full of wooden sticks.

There was a white banner next to the table, with only a black character on it, and the strokes were crooked, and Sijiu didn't know it, like a half-tilted "eye", and there was a curved line on the side.

Sijiu suddenly realized that he was a fortune teller, and he was a companion in Jiangzheng Town before he was disguised.

Isn't one eye clearly telling others that it is a line that sees through time and space, that is, there is one on the side of the eye, seeing through the past life at a glance, seeing through the present life at a glance, and seeing through the future with one eye?

According to the fourth senior brother, the Jianghu warlock did this, which made people understand paradoxically, the gods and gods, but the ones who could divinate in the fog that covered the monks' divine consciousness were ordinary people?

When the old man heard Sijiu coming, he opened his eyes and said slowly, "Want to be Wan?"

Sijiu was taken aback, how did he know that he was looking for Wan Ling'er? Hurriedly bowed respectfully, and replied, "Yes!"

The old man stood up and said, "Sit!"

Sijiu hurriedly sat down, remembering what the fourth senior brother had said, there are some people in the cultivation world who specialize in divination, and their tempers are very weird, and they can't be taboo casually, so they didn't dare to ask more, and then reached out and picked up the cylinder and shook it, pulled out one, it felt a little strange, the bottom of the skewer was round and square, and he didn't dare to look at it, he held it in both hands and handed it forward, and said: "Senior, life is like falling into a fog, where is the way out, where is my daughter-in-law?

The old man pulled off a white towel on his shoulder and said, "This is a noodle stall, selling noodles, why are you shaking the chopstick?"

Chopsticks are chopsticks.

This is a noodle stall, a noodle seller......

Why are you shaking the chopsticks at my noodle stall?

Sijiu's hand out the sign froze, then retracted, staring at the stick in his hand.

Sure enough, it's chopsticks, but chopsticks......

No wonder the next circle above, and then look at the words on the stall flag, the eyes are tilted and a bend is bent and vertical, so the text seems to be really like the word "face" on the bamboo slips in ancient times.

Think about what the old man said, "Want a bowl?", it should be "Want a bowl?".

Sijiu was a little embarrassed, stood up and smiled, before he could answer, the old man said, "Wait a minute." "Hide in the white mist.

Sijiu thought that when he walked blindly in the white fog for a long time, he was a little confused, and when he saw the noodle stall, he had a preconceived idea, thinking that the old man was a master, and the words of the fourth senior brother before going out, he couldn't help but smile dumbly.

I sat and waited for a while, but I didn't see the old man come back.

The white fog thickened, and the table in front of him was invisible.

Sijiu didn't dare to move, worried that the old man wouldn't be able to see him for a while. I thought it was wrong: the old man did not speak in today's language, but in ancient language, and the words on the banner were not the present, but the words of the ancient times, that is, the current Fu Seal Master would write some.

Sijiu's hands secretly worked the chopsticks in his hands, but the chopsticks didn't move at all, and with Sijiu's current grip strength, the stones would be crushed, but it didn't have an effect on a chopstick.

Sijiu secretly poked out his divine sense, and as expected, it was bounced back, and he looked around quietly, but there was no movement, and he reached out to touch the cylinder on the table in his impression, but he didn't touch it, and he didn't think it was right. What about the table?

Sijiu's hands touched up and down, back and forth, left and right, and sure enough, the table was gone.

After thinking about it, he secretly used his mana, put a shield around his body, and there were more than ten small thunder fireballs circling around his body, and he felt uneasy, put away his chopsticks, took out an invisible sword, and quietly grabbed the stool under his buttocks with his other hand, slightly hunched over his knees to accumulate strength, ready to bounce up to meet the enemy at any time, and focused on his ears, trying to hear any strange movements.

After a while, the fog dispersed without wind, and then looked, there were no noodle stalls around, the old man was gone, the table was not there, there was just a valley in front of him, if it weren't for the stool that Sijiu had been holding firmly in front of him, he must have thought he was dreaming!

Released his divine sense, it was normal, Sijiu patted the stool, it was extremely strong, the key was that Sijiu tried, and he was able to ignore the monk's shield, I don't know what material it was made of, it was very rough and ugly, like a farmer splicing it with his hands.

Sijiu looked at it several times, but didn't find any artificially drawn runes, and his divine sense couldn't see anything abnormal about the wooden stool, looking horizontally and vertically, it was an ordinary wooden stool, it seemed that the raw materials were inherently strong, and it could ignore the shield protection, and the moment it hit the shield, it would absorb the shield energy by itself, causing the shield to disappear in an instant, which was simply a weapon to break the defense.

Putting away the wooden bench, Sijiu quickly slipped out of the area.

After many years, Sijiu knew what this elusive and strange area was, what was in the area, and what a fluke and coincidence it was that he was able to get out of it safely, and how much convenience the stools and chopsticks he took away brought him, but what kind of evil consequences did he plant......

After walking for two days and one night, Sijiu had to admit that he was lost again.

That's it, it's not realistic to go back the way you came, but it just so happened that last night there was a thunderstorm and another massive landslide, and now everything has changed.

At that time, Sijiu was very happy to find the thunder and lightning rainstorm, because after a few days of warming and compressing the thunder yuan in the dantian, he could absorb a lot of thunder and lightning, so he was very happy to lead the thunder into the body.

After absorbing the thunder and lightning, I was very happy and heartfelt praise and thanks, before the praise ended, I was interrupted by the loud sound of the landslide, so I had to flee in a hurry, and when everything returned to calm, where could I find the way to come?

Sijiu looked up at the sky, the day was cloudy, and the sun was not seen, and the dark clouds covered the top at night, and the stars were not seen, not to mention what to cut off the trees, look at the annual rings and see the north and south, and watch the ant nest divide yin and yang.

Let's take one step at a time, all roads lead to the sect, far or near.

comforting himself, Sijiu walked with his feelings, until he found that something was wrong, and he had fallen into a trap!