A dense forest on the mountainside behind the quiet mountain is a mess.

The ground is densely covered with criss-crossed, chaotic ravines, some are deep and some are shallow, some are long and some are short, the deep ones are three zhang Xu, the shallow ones have just scratched the ground, the long ones are more than ten zhang, and the short ones are less than three feet, exuding a fresh earthy smell. Fallen leaves and gravel piles are everywhere, uneven in thickness, chaotic and mixed, and dozens of towering ancient trees lie crookedly on the ground.

A young woman stood in the ruins with a sword, heroic and beautiful. This woman was He Miaoyin, staring coldly into the air. In mid-air, there were seven large yellow bells, the shape and color were exactly the same, and they kept spinning and making a low "buzzing" sound.

The buzz was mixed with some human voices.

"Poisonous girl, let me go quickly, otherwise, I'll let the insects bite you to death!" "Miss He, I really know, I really didn't lie to you, believe me......" "Miss He, I have something to discuss......"

He Miaoyin pointed at the sky, clenched her teeth, and said extremely angrily: "I hate liars the most in my life, you all deserve to die!"

As she spoke, the jade fingers of her left hand moved, and the fourth yellow bell on the left suddenly turned faster, and the yellow shadow appeared in front of her in a flash.

"Hmph. ”

The yellow light of the bell dimmed, revealing a hanging human head, which was Feng Wuchen.

"Die!"

He Miaoyin's long sword swung horizontally, with a long light tail, and slashed towards the head.

Feng Wuchen's face was pale, his soul was rising, and he shook it with all his might, although his head could move now, his body was still trapped by Huang Zhong, and it was difficult to move at all.

Seeing that the long sword was about to end his short life, he felt a blank in his mind, and shouted without hesitation: "Abbot ......"

"What did you say?"

Feng Wuchen's eyes were closed, waiting for his body to be in a different place, but when the long sword was still three inches away from his neck, it suddenly stopped, and the sharp sword qi still hurt him, cutting through his skin, leaving a long wound, and the blood flowed, dripping down the green silk hanging upside down him.

"Abbot, which abbot, what's wrong with the abbot?" He Miaoyin raised her eyebrows.

Feng Wuchen opened his eyes tremblingly, and repeatedly confirmed that his head was still growing on his body, and then he opened his mouth in shock: "Miss He, I didn't lie to you, I really know how to solve this case!"

"Bastard, shut up for me! I just deceived this girl, and you still want to do it again?" He Miaoyin said coldly.

"I really didn't lie to you!" Feng Wuchen's face was sincere.

"You're so brazen! You didn't lie to me, do you still need to run?"

"Alas," thinking of this, Feng Wuchen became angry, "I didn't plan to run, that guy would be wrong, and he didn't listen to my explanation!"

"Don't talk nonsense, hurry up and give me an honest account of everything you know!" He Miaoyin was noncommittal.

She did have a little doubt in her heart, the reaction of this guy in front of her just now was indeed a little abnormal, he didn't use all his strength to fight back, his face was very strange, his face was flushed, and he kept puffing up.

"There's a problem with the abbot of Dajingshan Temple!" Feng Wuchen took a deep breath and palpitated.

"Yes, the abbot of Dajingshan Temple is definitely weird!" came the first yellow bell on the left with the shout of Hou Tao.

"Shut up!" Feng Wuchen and He Miaoyin scolded almost in unison.

Not only did the two say the same thing, but their tone was also almost the same, impatient, disgusted, and a little annoyed. Such a tacit understanding also surprised the two, and the two looked at each other at the same time, their eyes met each other, and they parted at the same time, and at the same time gave birth to a little unnatural.

Hou Tao thought that Feng Wuchen's old trick was repeated, so he hurriedly came out to cooperate, but he never thought that he was not a person inside and out. He suddenly felt that his head was not enough, and he couldn't figure out what the situation was now.

As soon as Hou Tao stopped here, the first big bell on the right over there came out with Ling'er's chattering voice: "Poisonous girl, I'm hungry, let me out, you vicious girl, you want to starve me to death......"

He Miaoyin's pretty face was solemn, she ignored Ling'er, glanced at Feng Wuchen coldly and said, "You go on!"

"Miss He, there are some things I still need to confirm with them, and I hope the girl will release them!" Just because of Hou Tao's dishonesty in her, and now begging her to let her go, Feng Wuchen felt very embarrassed, and his face turned red as soon as he opened his mouth.

He Miaoyin snorted coldly and said, "Do you still want to play tricks?"

"Don't dare, don't dare, it really does. Besides, the girl's cultivation is to the sky, even if we have the heart to turn the sky upside down, we can't support it!" Feng Wuchen has always felt that he is thin-skinned and not suitable for the business of slapping horses, but he didn't expect it to be so natural in front of her.

"I'm still a little self-aware! Then I'll believe you again!"

As he spoke, He Miaoyin's jade arm shook, and his wrist flashed with golden light. In mid-air, the seven big bells spit out, spit out eight people, and spit them to the ground.

"Bah......" Hou Tao gnawed on a mouthful of mud.

"Oops......" Feng Wuchen fell into a pile of rubble.

"It's dirty, it's dirty......" Zhong Mojian screamed, and he was spit into the pile of broken leaves.

"I'm starving!" Although Ling'er fell very badly, she didn't care at all, among the rocks and broken leaves, her first reaction was to send the roast chicken in her hand to her mouth, and she didn't know when she took out the roast chicken and where she took it out.

The seven bells shrank abruptly, and in the blink of an eye, they all shrank to the size of dates, and the "jingle bells" rang, and they were actually seven bells. With a move of He Miaoyin's left hand, all the bells flew above her head and obediently landed on the golden light on her left wrist. When I looked closely, the golden light turned out to be a gold bracelet with a bell hanging from it.

"Ding. ”

The seven bells were evenly "glued" to the gold bracelet, as if they were one.

It turns out that the bell is part of this gold bracelet, and it is a powerful magic weapon, called the "eight-tone bracelet".

"Jingle bells. He Miaoyin shook her left wrist with satisfaction, and then glanced at the embarrassed crowd, her pretty face could no longer hold back, and she laughed out loud.

Feng Wuchen, who was still wailing, saw this scene, and he didn't feel stupid, and he was a little more stupid in his embarrassment.

He Miaoyin knew that she was out of shape, her pretty face turned red unconsciously, and she quickly straightened her face again, and tried hard to say ruthlessly: "Say it quickly!"

"Oh?" Feng Wuchen was stunned, just about to speak, but he heard Hou Tao use the sound transmission technique: "Pervert, good job, her face is red and white, I think that although her magic weapon is huge, but the spiritual power is also consumed, this time we will definitely be able to take her down with all our strength, listen to my orders, and do it together!"

Feng Wuchen suddenly had a big head, and he couldn't wait to rush up and beat this guy who kept adding to the chaos.

He Miaoyin's pretty face was solemn, and she said coldly: "Why don't you speak, what tricks do you want to play?"

Feng Wuchen was afraid that Hou Tao would add some more trouble, so he pointed at Hou Tao and said, "Please also ask the girl to receive that guy into the bell first!"

"Huh?" Hou Tao couldn't believe his ears.

"What?" He Miaoyin frowned slightly.

"Put that guy in the bell, it was that guy who pleaded us against the girl just now!"

"His grandma, pervert, you wolf-hearted thing, Lao Tzu ......"

Before Hou Tao finished speaking, he was already frozen by the eight bells that rushed out, and he couldn't make any sound with his mouth open.

"You can talk about it now!" He Miaoyin was a little impatient.

"Girl, look at this strange poem. Feng Wuchen gently threw out a piece of half-foot square plain brocade.

He Miaoyin didn't use her hands to pick it up, but with a move of the jade palm, Su Jin floated in front of her, and Su Jin wrote a strange poem with a preface that did not match the afterword.

"I've seen this poem, do you know the weirdness in it?" He Miaoyin's beautiful eyes flashed with a bright light.

"Originally, I didn't know. It's just that at the beginning of the day, I saw a strange thing at the wishing tree behind the Daxiong Treasure Hall. Speaking of this, Feng Wuchen suddenly felt a little weak, for fear that the girl in front of him would kill him on the spot if she knew the "obscene" wish he had made, and that the group of "fox friends and dog friends" would laugh at him when they found out.

Peeked again, and found that everyone else was listening attentively, and there was nothing unusual, so he took a secret breath and continued to speak: "I accidentally found a different wishing red silk scarf on the ground, the difference is not because there is something wrong with the style of this red silk scarf, but the words written on it are wrong, and what is written on other silk scarves is nothing more than asking for marriage, children, fame, and longevity, but what is written on this silk scarf is not these words, but very strange sixteen words,' Jiazi Yi You, Ding Mao, Xin Mao, Wu Chen, Wei Ren Shen, Jia Shen'. ”

"You mean that these sixteen characters of the sexagenary branches have something to do with that strange poem?"