After Lao Qiu finished talking about the past years, several people in the room fell silent together.

Zhao Huxing was thoughtful, Li Dayong's face sank like water, Tian Qi's face was pale, only Pang Xie was calm, his eyes turned slightly, and he looked at Lao Qiu quietly, as if he saw something in him.

A few people chatted for a while, and it was not early.

Li Dayong proposed to Lao Qiu to stay here, and Lao Qiu did not refuse, and immediately led them to a nearby villager's house, briefly introduced a few words, discussed the accommodation fee, and stayed here.

In recent years, the economic development of Huaguo has been rapid, and most of the young people in Sanjia Village have gone out to work, and most of the people left in the village are old people, and there are empty houses, which can be cleaned a little, which is much better than setting up tents outside.

Zhao Huxing and Li Dayong lived in the same room, although the two of them were physically strong, their energy was still not as good as that of young people, after a little washing, they went back to the room to sleep, the effort was not big, and the snoring was like thunder.

Pang Xie and Tian Qi couldn't sleep for a while, so they chatted in the house.

Pang Xie's physique is superhuman, and the dozens of miles of mountain roads are just idle, and Tian Qi was frightened by Lao Qiu's story, although he was tired to death, he couldn't sleep after tossing and turning.

The mountains are high and the moon is small, and the night is dark and the wind is cold.

The deep mountains are different from the city, there are many light sources in the city, there are street lamps, shops, car lights, advertisements, etc., even if it is the middle of the night, it does not feel dark, the mountains are completely different, it is dark in all directions, even if you light candles, or turn on the electric lights, it is useless, a little faint light is swallowed up by the boundless darkness in an instant.

Tonight is the crescent moon again, the faint moonlight seems to be nothing, Tian Qi is lying on the bed, as if lying in the boundless darkness, desperately opening his eyes, but he can't see anything.

"Brother Pang, do you say there are any ghosts in this world?" Tian Qi regretted it as soon as he said it, the last thing he wanted to talk about now was this topic, and he prayed desperately in his heart, Pang Xie must resolutely deny it.

People are like this, a very fearful thing, if others help him deny it, even if he doesn't believe it, he will feel more at ease, the so-called three people become tigers, that's what it means.

"Of course there is. Pang Xie replied casually.

"Ahh

"Are you scared?" asked Ponsei rhetorically.

"Big brother, aren't you afraid? Wronged souls ask for their lives, fierce ghosts chase souls, and there are female ghosts in red..."The more Tian Qi said, the more frightened he became, his teeth chattering.

"I don't think you're excited. Pang Xie laughed.

"Do you like chili peppers? It's the feeling of being painful and wanting to stop. Tian Qi gritted his teeth and said.

"Oh, that's it..."Pang Xie chuckled a few times and said leisurely, "Actually, I'm a youkai..."

Rub!

Tian Qi jumped up like an electric shock, he didn't even care about putting on his shoes, and strode out of the house, but unexpectedly, just three feet away from the door, suddenly a big hand reached out, pressed his shoulder, and pressed him in place.

"What are you afraid of?"

"I... I... I'm afraid I'll be eaten by youkai..."

"There are bandits and soldiers, there are ghosts and gods, and there are demons and immortals, if there are really demons and monsters in this world, then there are naturally gods and Buddhas in charge, and that dares to eat people?"

"I feel much better when I say that. Tian Qi gasped, climbed back into bed, and said quietly: "Don't make this kind of joke next time, I'm a coward." ”

"Okay, okay, got it, go to sleep. ”

"The gods and Buddhas are above, bless me to live a long life..."Tian Qi's mouth was intermittent, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Haven't you heard of the bandit family, this kid?" Pang Xie laughed dumbly, but in the end he didn't say it.

......

Early the next morning.

Zhao Huxing got up before dawn and boxed alone in the courtyard.

Pang Xie practiced all night, and when he heard the sound of fists and feet in the courtyard, he pushed the door and walked out, standing aside to watch him box.

Zhao Huxing's boxing technique is extremely simple, and there are many strange religious rituals between his gestures, which are not pure killing techniques.

After a fist and kick, Zhao Huxing took a bucket of cold water, regardless of the cold mountain wind, and scrubbed himself naked in the yard.

"Minister Zhao is really in good health. Pang Xie laughed.

"It's not as good as when you were young, by the way, you are a great expert in boxing, you can still get into the eyes of these two times, right?" Zhao Huxing asked while washing.

"I don't know kung fu, I've only practiced it for a few days. Pang Xie smiled.

"You kid..."

After Zhao Huxing finished scrubbing, Li Dayong and Tian Qi also woke up and got up.

The four of them washed up a little, ate some millet porridge, pickles and other breakfasts, and went to the west of the village to look for the painter that Lao Qiu said last night.

Although there are not many households in Sanjia Village, they are all scattered on the mountain, so the place is not small, and the four of them walked from east to west for more than 20 minutes.

According to Lao Qiu's instructions, the four of them came to the door of a house, and Zhao Huxing took the lead, slammed, slammed the door.

After a while, the door opened to the inside, and it was opened by a gray-haired old man, who asked, "Who are you looking for?"

"Old man, has anyone stayed with you for the past two days? Zhao Huxing said.

"What are you talking about?" the old man said.

Zhao Huxing said several times in a row, and the old man understood the intention of the four people, turned around and pointed to the hall, and motioned for the four to enter the house to find it.

The courtyard of this house is extremely spacious, and a large locust tree is planted in the courtyard, which is enough for two people to hug each other, and there is a hall house opposite, and there are several wings on the left and right sides.

After the four of them entered the door, they walked to the hall, opened the cotton curtain, and saw that in the hall, one person was sitting alone in the room, with a bowl of white porridge and a plate of pickles in front of him, and there were drawing boards, paints and other things beside him.

This man was about forty years old, with a handsome complexion, an excellent temperament, black hair tied back at the back of his head, and he looked graceful.

The middle-aged man was drinking porridge, and suddenly heard the sound of the wind stirring the door curtain, and when he looked up, he saw Zhao Huxing and others coming in, and said in surprise: "You... Who are you?"

"Just like you, we're here to stay overnight. Zhao Huxing replied loudly.

"Oh, please sit down, meeting is fate, if you don't eat, let's eat a little porridge together. The middle-aged man laughed.

"Thank you brother for greeting, I don't know what my brother is called?" Zhao Huxing asked.

"My surname is Yang, and my name is Yang Pacing. Yang said.

Zhao Huxing nodded, and immediately introduced him and Li Dayong, Pang Xie, and Tian Qi.

"Mr. Zhao, I see a few people in a hurry, as if they are looking for me to have something, I don't know if it's inconvenient to say it directly?"

Zhao Huxing didn't hide it, and immediately told him about the disappearance of his first year of high school and Xiaoliu, and asked him if he had seen people from an off-road club passing by nearby, or two men and a woman passing by here.

After listening to this, Yang thought about it carefully and said, "Mr. Zhao, to be honest, I did meet two groups of people in the past two days, but I was on the mountain at the time, and they were all under the mountain, and the distance was too far away, so I really can't be sure if it is the person you are talking about." ”

"This place is remote, and no one will come when they are idle, so please tell Mr. Yang where they are going." Li Dayong said.

"No problem, but there are too many forks in the road in this place, and it is not clear to say that it is not clear, so it is better to lead the way for a few people, and let's find it together." Yang said.

"Thank you. ”

......

Yang pacing this person is extremely talkative, omniscient in the south and north of the world, omniscient in geography and human feelings, witty in his speech, with a kind of passion unique to an artist, walking with him, listening to him casually chatting, several people do not feel that the road is far.

A group of five people went out of Sanjia Village, all the way to the south, walked for about half an hour, climbed a mountain range under the guidance of Yang Pacing, and after coming to the peak, they looked down condescendingly, just to see the terrain in front of them.

According to Yang Pacing, this is a place where three mountains meet, forming a natural three-way road, one of the roads is the north-south road, which is also the road when everyone comes, the other two roads, one goes to the southeast, go straight along this road, you can pass through the Qinling Mountains, reach the northeast of Shuzhou, and the other goes to the southwest, it is a dead end, and at the end of the road is a valley, which is the Black Dragon Valley in the mouth of Lao Qiu.

According to Yang Yan, the day before yesterday, a large group of outdoor enthusiasts came here, and then went along the southeast direction, yesterday, two more men and a woman came here, but they went to the southwest direction, but unfortunately he didn't know that these people were all the way, otherwise he could have been reminded.

After the four of them listened, they were about to say goodbye to Yang Pacing, and were about to go to the southwest to find a freshman in high school, but Yang Pacing said that human life is at stake, how can he stand by and watch, he is willing to follow with the students to find someone, one more person will have more strength, and the hope of finding it is greater.

Zhao Huxing and the others were very grateful, and the group of five went down the mountain and went all the way to the southwest.

Everyone has walked to the depths of the Qinling Mountains, the deep mountains are bitterly cold, the residual snow has not disappeared, and the further you go into the mountains, the thicker the snow will become.

All the way down, there are really a lot of forks in the road, if it weren't for Zhao Huxing's extremely high tracking skills, from time to time you can find the clues left by the pedestrians in front of you, I'm afraid you would have been chased and lost.

A group of five people continued to walk forward for more than half an hour, and suddenly saw a small temple next to the road.

The small temple is not big, the green tile, the vermilion wall, the two black temple doors, half open and half hidden, there is a pair of plaques hanging on the temple door, writing the four big characters of "Black Dragon Zhenjun".