Along the way, the road was mostly rough, and after the invasion of heavy water, it became more and more muddy and difficult to walk. Wuqiu was still a child after all, and he was so tired that he was out of breath and sweating profusely before he left. Along the way, sighing and complaining.

The master was very helpless, so he had to find a more comfortable place to settle down. Naturally, there is an indispensable reproach for nothingness.

However, Wu Qiu didn't care at all, and greeted the master with a hippie smile, either beating his back and pinching his legs, or serving tea and water, and the master who was waiting for him did not have any temperament.

Wuqiu, who was waiting for the good master to eat and drink, smiled and came to Hu Yan's side with a nest head, squeezed his eyebrows and said in a wink: "Hey, Hu Yan, you are hungry, oh, there is still a nest head here." ”

Hu Yan, who had been bowing his head and being silent, looked up at Wuqiu, shook his head slightly, and took out a leftover nest head from his arms: "No need, I still have it." After saying that, he ate nonsense and ate it by himself, ignoring it.

Wuqiu pouted: "Don't forget it, I'm still reluctant to give it to you." As he spoke, he took a bite of the nest head in his hand, walked to the master's side, and grinned, "Master, where do you think the evil dragon we are tracking will go?"

The old man stroked his long silver-white beard and said: "Going down the water, the dragon enters the sea, and it must want to cross the river and enter the sea through the river." ”

Wu Qiu gnawed the nest in his hand, and said blankly: "Then if we follow this big river, we will definitely find it?"

The old man frowned slightly, and said, "At our speed, I'm afraid it will already enter the sea before we can find it." ”

Hearing the old man say this, Hu Yan, who had been silent, stood up abruptly and said, "No, you can't let it run away like this." ”

The old man shook his head and said, "The evil dragon is going down the river, but it is not something that we can catch up with on foot!"

Hearing the old man say this, Hu Yan was a little depressed, but suddenly his eyes lit up and said: "Old immortal, this evil dragon, can only take the waterway?"

The old man nodded and said, "Although this evil dragon is a dragon body, it is not a real dragon. Although it can make waves, it can't ride the clouds. So you can only go with the flow. ”

Hu Yan clapped his hands and said, "If that's the case, I have a way to catch up with that evil dragon." ”

Wu Qiu on the side pouted and said, "What can you do?"

Hu Yan looked at the disdainful Wuqiu, and he didn't have the same knowledge as him, and turned back to the old man and said: "This Sexi River originates in Dazu, passes through Rongchang, and then enters Luxian County, Sichuan, and joins the Tuojiang River in Hushi Town, Longmatan District. Therefore, if this evil dragon wants to cross the river into the river, it will pass through Lu County, we just need to take a shortcut, go directly to Lianlu County or go to the place where the river confluence and wait for it. ”

When the old man heard Hu Yan say this, he stroked his silver beard, and said in a deep voice: "This is the only way to go. But do you know this shortcut?"

Hu Yan nodded and said: "Don't hide it from the old immortals, in the past, I went up the mountain to dig medicine and pick firewood, and I am very familiar with this piece of the road." My friend dug up a good He Shou Wu and took it to Sichuan to sell?" suddenly mentioned his friend, Hu Yan paused slightly, his nose was sore, and his eyes suddenly burst with tears: "But I will never have the opportunity to go up the mountain with him to collect medicine in the future." ”

Seeing that Hu Yan's mood was a little sluggish, the old man reached out and patted him on the shoulder, comforting: "The deceased is gone, Xiaoyou should take care of your condolences during the holidays." ”

Wuqiu also nodded and said, "Yes, don't worry, nonsense, we will definitely find that evil dragon and avenge your friend." ”

Hu Yan sniffled, looked up at the somewhat gloomy sky, and let the tears flow silently into his stomach, he grinned for a long time, and smiled a little bitterly and helplessly: "Thank you, if my friend knows about it, he will definitely be blind." ”

The old man knew that Hu Yan had accepted this fact, and Lao Huai was relieved: "Since Xiaoyou knows the shortcut to this road, let's set off as soon as possible, don't miss the time, let the evil dragon go down the river into the sea, and it will be a big deal." ”

Hu Yan nodded and said, "Okay, I'll lead the way." He walked briskly the way he came.

"Hey, nonsense, are we going in the wrong direction. Wu Qiu saw Hu Yan and returned the same way, and hurriedly stepped forward to stop Hu Yan.

Hu Yan glanced back at Wuqiu, pointed to a mountain peak not far away, and said: "If you want to take a shortcut, you must cross an iron chain bridge, and then go around that mountain, and after that mountain, you will reach the territory of Sichuan." ”

The old man patted Wuqiu's little brain and said: "Wuqiu, Hu Yan Xiaoyou grew up here, so he is naturally more familiar with the terrain here than you and me." As he spoke, he raised his eyes and said to Hu Yan: "Little friend, let's go." ”

Hu Yan didn't answer, nodded, and walked forward.

Now that they had found their way, the speed at which the trio traveled greatly accelerated.

The overcast weather made the evening sky even more gloomy, and the fog didn't know when it would slowly rise. The surroundings were shrouded in a white twilight.

It was getting late, but everyone didn't seem to stop. Hu Yan walked in front silently, his eyes glazed and he didn't know what was going on in his head. Wuqiu made a lot of noise along the way, talked to nonsense several times, and after getting no response, he went to pester the master.

"Master, it's getting dark this day, why don't we find a place to stay for the night, and then continue our journey when it's dawn." We haven't had a good rest for days. Wuqiu shook the old man's sleeve robe with both hands, and his mouth was crossed, with a reluctant face.

The master shook his head a little helplessly and said, "A cultivator can't even endure this little hardship, how can he travel around with the master." Before, I asked you to practice well in the meditation, don't follow me, but you are stubborn and don't listen. Now you know how to complain?"

The master's number of passes has made it a little more regular, but the upturned mouth can almost hang a teapot.

Just as Wuqiu lowered his head and muttered, he bumped headlong into Hu Yan, who suddenly stopped for some reason. Wu Qiu just wanted to step forward to complain a few words, but found that Hu Yan's eyes in front of him were staring at the foggy front, and tears were pouring down his eyes.

"Hey, what's wrong with you?"

"This is where I made an appointment with him. Hu Yan stretched out his hand and pointed ahead, his face full of grief and pain.

Following the direction of Hu Yan's pointing, Wu Qiu's eyes widened, and a chain bridge could be faintly seen across the river through the thick fog not far away.

Wu Qiu finally understood why Hu Yan was like this, as the so-called seeing things and thinking about people, this chain bridge was the place where Hu Yan and his friends met, and it was also the place where he could not do anything about it when he watched his good friend being washed away by the flood. This chain bridge across the river is destined to become a lingering nightmare for Hu Yan in this life, and it is also destined to become a sad place that will accompany Hu Yan for a lifetime.

Wuqiu sighed in his heart, pulled the sleeves of his nonsense, and said in a deep voice: "The matter has come to this, you don't have to mind." You and your friends can't be blamed for this. The only thing to blame is the vicious dragon. If it hadn't been for this flood, so many people would not have been displaced, let alone so many people would have died. ”

"Yes, it's it, it's all to blame on that dragon. I will definitely find it, I will definitely ......" Hu Yan's face was full of excitement and his eyes were broken. Silver Fang clucked, eager to eat alive the evil dragon that had killed his friend.

It took a long time for Hu Yan to calm down the anger in his heart, take a deep breath, and after saying "Let's go" in a low voice, he walked in the direction of the chain bridge without looking back.

Originally, I didn't want to say something, but when I saw that the nonsense was like this, I had to follow quickly.

At this time, the old Taoist priest standing behind was full of solemnity, he looked around the riverbank, the fog was miserable, the wind was gusting, and there was a sense of foreboding in his heart for no reason. Seeing Hu Yan walking forward quickly, the old Taoist priest wanted to stop Hu Yan, but he didn't open his mouth after all, but just followed with a solemn face, but his heart became more and more cautious.

"Hey, is that Brother Qiao?"

The three of them had just walked not far from the bridge, when a slightly old call came from the forest on the riverbank.

Hu Yan turned around violently, but saw an old man with gray hair coming out of the forest.

"Uncle Li is you?" Hu Yan recognized the old man, who turned out to be Uncle Li from this village. This Uncle Li lost his son in middle age, and his wife also died of illness a few years ago. Now he lives alone in a hut in the mountains. I take care of myself on weekdays. And Hu Yan sometimes chops firewood and sends some to Uncle Li, so Uncle Li will call Hu Yan Brother Qiao.

"Hey, it's Brother Qiao. Uncle Li rubbed the old flower's eyes, admitted that the person who spoke was really nonsense, and ran over with some excitement. Where is the pace like an old man in his seventies and eighties: "You're not dead!"

Uncle Li ran forward and grabbed Hu Yan, looked up and down, left and right, and said with tears in his eyes: "I thought you were captured by the Water Dragon King? It's just a pity for the Wang family. ”

Hearing Uncle Li mention his good friend, Hu Yan's face sank slightly, and he said with a hint of crying: "Wang Qi can't find it, I can't find him." He was captured by the Water Dragon King. ”

Uncle Li sighed and said, "This god-killing water dragon king sent such a big flood, killing many people. But you're fine. Let's go home, and see how hungry you have been for days. ”

Hu Yan shook his head and glanced back at Wuqiu and the old immortal and said, "Uncle Li, I'm not going, we still have something to do, hurry to cross the bridge." ”

"Cross the bridge!? No, no, you can't cross the bridge!" Hearing Hu Yan say this, Uncle Li seemed to have seen a ghost, and his face was full of horror. His head shook like a rattle.

"Why can't you cross the bridge!?Is this bridge broken?" Hu Yan glanced back at the chain bridge behind him.

The chain bridge, though close at hand, was now shrouded in an eerie fog, drowning in the silence of the night.

"It's not bad, but now you can't cross the bridge. If you want to pass, you will have to wait until dawn. Uncle Li timidly glanced at the chain bridge in the thick fog, couldn't stand a chill down his spine, and his body couldn't help but shiver.

"Why can't you cross the bridge now?" Hu Yan saw Uncle Li like this, and the more he didn't know what to do.

"Because there are ghosts on this bridge, and this is a ghost bridge!"