The mountain behind the red hair mountain.

Hou Tao and Bai Shu walked out of a quiet fenced courtyard with calm faces.

After walking far away, Bai Shucai sighed and said with a heavy heart: "Did Ouyang Gao's biological mother really die of illness when he was six years old?"

Hou Tao frowned, his face was gloomy, and he completely lost his former ease: "It seems that they don't need to go through any more trouble for a concubine!"

After saying that, the two of them said no more, and the glimmer of hope they had had in their hearts last night had now been completely shattered.

Hou Tao and Bai Shu finally met the ancestor of the Ouyang family after a lot of effort, and the two asked the old gentleman about Ouyang Gao's biological mother.

The old gentleman told them that Ouyang Gao's biological mother had died of illness when Ouyang Gao was six years old, and after Ouyang Gao's mother died, the old gentleman also took Ouyang Gao down the mountain and asked him to worship his biological mother.

When he returned to the mountain, Ouyang Gao was a completely different person, not only did he no longer find a way to escape down the mountain every day, but he didn't even go out of his room, he didn't say much, and his laughter was completely gone.

Hou Tao and the two inadvertently got a piece of news, that is, today, is the day when Ouyang Gao worshiped his mother. The two speculated that Ouyang Gao had been more reticent recently, and seemed to have become more sad, which had something to do with this day.

......

In the dense forest, the wind and dust are still fighting with the three-layer orangutan in the foundation building period, and the fight is so loud that the sky is shaking, the trees fall and the rocks collapse, and the dust and sand are everywhere.

This fight was not provoked by them, and it is not right to say that, but it can be regarded as something they provoked, because it was the noise of several of them that disturbed the orangutan's sweet dream.

The orangutan has always been the dominant existence here, where can it stand this qi, although it knows that Feng Wuchen's cultivation is a little higher than it, but it still doesn't take him into account, according to its experience, it can easily eliminate the human beings whose cultivation is one level higher than itself.

However, the final result made the orangutan begin to suspect the orangutan, but he didn't expect that the young man in front of him, who didn't look very powerful, would be so high, he was beaten very badly, and the few unusual hairs on his chest were ruthlessly plucked off by him.

Feng Wuchen stepped on the orangutan, a few hairs on his left hand and a few hairs on his right hand, constantly looking around, as if he wanted to see some flowers. After looking at it for a while, he couldn't help but sigh, and said listlessly: "No, it's really not it!"

He Miaoyin was also very disappointed, and said casually: "The fight is over, you can ask more!"

Feng Wuchen said without much hope: "Monkey, do you know these white hairs?"

The orangutan had a sharp voice and said, "I don't know!"

Feng Wuchen turned around and was about to leave, but before he raised his feet, he heard He Miaoyin shouting: "Tell the truth!"

"That's the truth!" the orangutan looked at him a little evasively.

Seeing the orangutan like this, Feng Wuchen suddenly came to his senses, and said with a wicked smile: "Ling'er, your chance to make up for your merits has come!"

"Okay, leave it to me!" Ling'er patted her fat little hand, and smiled innocently, innocently, harmless to humans and animals.

In less than a cup of tea, the orangutan rolling all over the ground was swollen three or four times, and its mouth was a miserable orangutan cry for a while, and a nondescript human language for a while.

"I ...... Say...... He said...... "The orangutan burst into tears, and I don't know if it was pain or annoyance.

Glancing at the unrecognizable orangutan, Feng Wuchen couldn't help but feel some sympathy for it, but his face still looked like a bad man, and he said viciously: "Let's talk about it!"

"This is the ...... Sable...... Blame...... "The orangutan had some difficulty speaking.

"How do you know it's sable's hair?" He Miaoyin said as she stared at the orangutan.

"Her taste is a little special!" the orangutan peeked at He Miaoyin, for fear that the latter would be dissatisfied.

"What smell? Why didn't I smell it?" Feng Wuchen brought the white hair to his nose and sniffed it seriously.

"Don't interrupt," He Miaoyin interrupted Feng Wuchen, and said to the orangutan, "Why didn't you say it at first!"

"Her cultivation is too high, she has reached the sixth layer of the foundation building period, and she still has a powerful treasure, if I hadn't moved quickly that day and hid in advance, otherwise I would have become her mouth!"

"So, you saw the sable kill someone, when did she kill someone, how many did she kill, and how?" He Miaoyin's mouth was like a repeater.

"She didn't kill anyone, she used her magic weapon, a flute with a whole body of turquoise, to charm five people and take them all away!"

"And then?" Feng Wuchen looked surprised. As far as he knew, two of the five Ouyang family members who were killed had reached the second layer of the foundation building period, and the other three also had the cultivation of the eighth or ninth layer of the qi refining period, and the monster could easily restrain them with just one flute, obviously this monster's flute was not simple.

"The flute is very powerful, although I am far away, but I almost catch the road, where do I dare to stay. "The orangutan is a little scared.

"Have you seen her companion?" He Miaoyin seemed very sure that this sable still had a companion.

The orangutan shook its head into a rattle.

After some fierce questioning, the orangutan did not spit out any useful news, and the three of them left without finishing their minds.

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Back to Hongmao Mountain, Feng Wuchen met with Hou Tao and Bai Shu, Feng Wuchen was counted down by Hou Tao's righteous words and vinegar for a long time, and he was said to be red-faced, no different from shit, Hou Tao, whose throat was already a little hoarse, drank saliva unsatisfactorily, ready to take a breath and fight for another three hundred rounds.

Feng Wuchen knows that he is at a loss, and knows that he is a living model of heavy color and light friends, and he does not quibble, he has always just laughed.

Bai Shu on the side was already angry, but what he was angry with was not the air of Feng Wuchen, but the anger of Hou Tao.

"Wuchen, let's go, ignore this unreasonable guy!" With that, Bai Shu dragged Feng Wuchen out of the room.

In this way, Hou Tao and Feng Wuchen were a little dazed at the same time. Feng Wuchen thought that Bai Shu's gloomy face had been because of his heavy color and light friends, thinking that he had offended the two of them, but he didn't expect that he had only offended Hou Tao. Hou Tao is even more of a monk who can't figure his head, and the one who did the wrong thing is obviously dustless, but how can Baishu target him.

Feng Wuchen knew that he was not isolated, and he suddenly felt that he had just suffered a lot of resentment innocently. Although the others had already arrived at the door, they couldn't help but turn around and retaliate against Hou Tao and said: "You guy is obviously unreasonable, you have nothing to do, use the topic to play!"

After speaking, Feng Wuchen didn't forget to make a grimace at Hou Tao.

"His grandmother's, you...... You ......" Hou Tao was so angry that he didn't know what to say for a while.

Feng Wuchen triumphantly went out with Bai Shu, and when he arrived at a dry well, Bai Shu sat on the well platform weakly, looking very lonely and depressed. Feng Wuchen raised his eyebrows, the smile on his face all escaped without a trace, and he couldn't help but have a bad premonition in his heart, and hurriedly sat down next to Bai Shu, and said very worriedly: "How did you check?"

Bai Shu sighed faintly and explained it to Feng Wuchen in detail.

From Bai Shu's mouth, Feng Wuchen learned that Ouyang Gao's mother died of illness when Ouyang Gao was six years old, and after his death, he was buried next to a small village on the border of the Eastern Shu Kingdom and the Northern Han Kingdom.

Bai Shu and Hou Tao later went there to verify according to what Ouyang Lao Zu said, and the tomb really existed, and there was indeed a pair of bones in it.

After listening to Bai Shu's words, Feng Wuchen felt like he had been struck by lightning, his whole body was numb, and he had all kinds of feelings in his heart, and he couldn't explain clearly. After a long while, he slowly recovered, and he didn't want to accept the cruel truth like this: "Could the bones in that tomb belong to someone else?"

"It's possible, but it may be small," Bai Shu shook his head with a heavy face, "Who would go through all these troubles for a concubine's son?"

After finishing speaking, the two of them were speechless, relatively silent, and sat by the dry well, letting the darkness slowly swallow themselves, and letting the cold wind blow directly.

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In the dead of night, Hongmao Mountain suddenly sounded a few mournful ghost horns, and then the whole mountain became lively.

Feng Wuchen and Bai Shu stood up together, looking at each other.

Hou Tao yawned and walked out of the room: "What the hell is his grandmother?"

Seeing Feng Wuchen and Bai Shu, Hou Tao was slightly stunned: "You two have been here?"

Feng Wuchen ignored Hou Tao and said thoughtfully: "Could it be that the enemies of the Ouyang family are looking for revenge again?"

Bai Shu said: "This can't be! Now that the Ouyang family is so heavily guarded, and Wu Caifeng is also here, who can be so bold to go to Hongmao Mountain to make trouble?"

"His grandmother's, let's go, let's go and see!" Hou Tao said with a grin.

As he spoke, he jumped out of the courtyard first.

"Isn't it called Ling'er?" Feng Wuchen glanced at a room in the corner, and there was no movement in the room.

Hou Tao, who jumped in mid-air, said: "That little girl is not in the room at all!"

Before he could say anything, Hou Tao had already left the courtyard, Feng Wuchen shook his head secretly, and followed with Bai Shu. There is no need to guess, Feng Wuchen also knows what that little girl is doing when she sneaks out.

In a few moments, they followed the crowd to the noisy foot of the mountain. There was a circle of people at the foot of the mountain, some people cried and some screamed, some roared, some cursed, some shouted and some did not say a word, and some bloody breath rushed out.

Feng Wuchen was bold, held his breath, and leaned forward, although he had already been mentally prepared, but when he saw the bloody scene inside, he still hurriedly turned his head and couldn't help but vomit......