"Brother, what's wrong with you?"

Mo Ying didn't directly answer Ergouzi's question, and answered the question: "Why don't you chop wood, young master, I'll take you to Luoyang City to find youth, okay?"

"What you said is true?Luoyang City?Who is Youth?Is there a very beautiful woman?Do they have a beautiful peach blossom?," Ergouzi asked with curiosity on his face.

"You like little peach blossoms?" asked Moying.

"But he doesn't like me!" replied Ergouzi with a disappointed expression.

"Young master, I'll take you to Luoyang City, and she'll like you, but ......"

Mo Ying wanted to speak and stopped, Yan Yiyi shook his head and smiled, knowing that this little fifth brother was going to be bad again.

Sure enough, I heard the second dog ask nervously, "But what?"

"I won't say it, you are not allowed to ask! Talk less! Read more books! Practice hard! Protect yourself, don't play tricks and call me young master!" Mo Ying said this, not anything else, he knew that if he embarked on the path of cultivation, he might be involved in a cruel war.

In order to make Ergouzi's life not in vain and live a long life, this is his only requirement for him. Because this kid grew up under another mountain since he was a child, if he doesn't practice, he will be punished, and practicing the name of another mountain may bring him disaster, just like this flat village!

"Why do you call you young master?" the second dog only asked this one question.

"Because he was originally a young master!" said Yan Yiyi lightly.

Ergouzi looked at the shirt, as if to make sure that she was lying, and his bright eyes flashed a few times before he said, "Okay!

"Well, remember what the young master said, or I'll ask the red shadow to bite you!" Mo Ying deliberately scared the second dog and said, he knew that the second dog was pure by nature, and sometimes he was afraid that it would make him remember what he said.

Unexpectedly, as soon as Mo Ying's words fell, Red Shadow opened his big mouth full of fangs and pounced, directly pressing the two dogs to the ground.

This initiative frightened the second dog, and shouted again and again: "Young master, I know, young master, I know!"

After licking Ergouzi's face with his crimson tongue, he let go of Ergouzi and wagged his tail and sat down beside him, which almost scared Ergouzi into tears......

Mo Ying was silent, got up and looked up at the sky, the day that had lasted for dark clouds finally slowly dispersed when it was almost dark, and a colorful glow hung in the distant sky......

lowered his head and entered the small bamboo forest, and Yan Yiyi followed up and asked, "Is this good for him?"

"He has been orphaned since he was a child, no father and no mother, he is lonely, it is not easy, just my friend, it may not be the best choice to take him with me, but as long as I am here, I will make his life different, he should have his own wonderful!

What's more, the name of my other mountain is the best in the world, although there are not many disciples, but the flat village is also a well-known cultivation village under the mountain. It's not easy to hang on to a few mountains! It's good that he doesn't know how to practice, but once he sets foot on this road, no one knows what the future holds?"

Yan Shirt nodded, thinking that there would always be people who would give war letters to cultivators in the other mountains over the years, so she stopped talking. Secretly thought to himself: Although they didn't dare to enter other mountains and didn't dare to challenge the children of other mountains, they also took it as glory to defeat the cultivators of other mountains, and the name of other mountains that the little fifth brother said was not easy to false.

Mo Ying paused and then said: "This may be the meaning of Nangong Ziyan and Situ Lingyan's predecessors, I have a pot of wine in your dreams, and I just happened to find it in the bamboo forest." The two dogs have this opportunity, and they can be regarded as like-minded!"

Yan Yishan nodded again, and suddenly asked, "Why don't you react when you drink this wine?"

"I don't know, this should be the fate of Ergouzi! He has suffered from cold diseases since he was a child, and he has occasional attacks, and it is not easy to walk, this wine is given by his predecessors, which can cure his cold diseases, and it belongs to him!"

"How do I feel that you are talking a bit like Master?" said Yan Shirt with a smile.

"Is there one?"

"Yes!"

"Then get ready, let's enter the village after night!" Mo Ying said in the tone of Zhuge Wenwu's voice.

After saying that, she couldn't stop smiling, and Yan Yishan had to shake her head and say, "Look at you like that, it's beautiful for you......"

......

The waiting time was very long, and the waiting time for the night to come was even longer, and the three of them whispered for a while, and the genius slowly fell into darkness.

The flat village is also brightened by the fire, and the ink shadow on the high place of the back mountain can clearly see some of the situation in the village, judging from the number of torches alone, there are really a lot of people who come, not to mention the dark, and there are as many as forty or fifty people in the light.

This is a headache for people! Mo Ying pulled down the second dog and said, "Second dog, you go back to the village first and hand over this little dark knife to my fourth senior brother!"

Ergouzi nodded and said, "Yes, young master, I'll go back!"

After finishing speaking, he got up, and didn't forget to simply pinch the few bamboos he had chopped down, put them on his shoulders, and left.

"Little Fifth Brother, so many people have sneaked into the bottom of the mountain, what do you think they are going to do? is it just to find two people?" asked Yan Shirt.

"What good things can be, the people who can defy the ban of the court are often also the people of the court. It's just that because of face, it can't be seen behind the back, and it always makes the living life run away in vain, this is the so-called power!"

"In this way, Youlong Villa, Crazy Pen Zhai, and Wuyao Mountain are probably inseparable from it?" said Yan Yishan.

"No matter who they are! Burning the drug-free mountain, losing all conscience, coming to disturb my other mountains, ruining my good name, and daring to oppress the kind people of Pingping Village, it is not too much to die a hundred times. But it's going to be a tough battle, and you'll have to be careful!"

A warm current flowed through the heart of the shirt. After Mo Ying finished speaking, he stopped speaking, and was secretly silent. The atmosphere became a little solemn, and Yan Yi was silent, he knew that the little fifth brother next to him must be thinking about something?

Suddenly, Mo Ying asked, "Shirts, do you remember the names on the pillars of the Divine Ink Pavilion?"

Yan Yishan shook his head and said: "I can't remember, the writing is crooked, and the handwriting is sloppy, I thought it was a painting!"

Mo Ying smiled, thinking about it, the name on the pillar is written in wild grass, and it is really difficult to distinguish between people with low calligraphy attainments, and Master Zhuge Wenwu never said it, so no one cares.

Seeing that Mo Ying didn't speak, Yan Yishan asked, "What's wrong?"

"I heard from Ergouzi that the person who asked him to collect firewood was called Lin Xi, I remember that there was such a name on the pillar!"

"Ahh

"There are a lot of names on the pillar? There seems to be a Linxi in this name, but I don't know if this Linxi is Bilinxi? If so, then what the ghost doctor said is true, and there is trouble in the other mountain!"

"Then what should I do, why doesn't Master care?" Yan Shirt is a woman after all, and when she encounters such a thing, she is always used to listening to the opinions of the ink shadows around her.

Mo Ying simply highlighted two words: "Sacrifice Sword!"

As soon as these two words came out, Yan Shirt felt the air around her drop in an instant, and she could hear the killing intent in Mo Ying's heart......

After a while, looking at the dark back mountain, a black shadow of the heavy mountains in the distance rendered the whole night terrifying, and from time to time there was a wolf howling beast cry in the mountain, Mo Ying lightly pulled down his shirt and said: "We should go, remember to protect yourself, wait for the opportunity to move, if the crowd has a tendency to surround, remember to see my position, if necessary, you choose to get out, and finally meet here, our goal is the fourth senior brother!"

Yan shirt nodded, signaling that she understood, so the two of them touched the entrance of the village together.

After they chose a weed pile that they were good at hiding, they poked their heads out, looked at it for a while, and Mo Ying said in a low voice: "These people who are patrolling with torches are by no means cultivators!"

"Why?" asked the shirt softly.

"You see that they walk differently from ordinary people, they are very rhythmic, and their steps are steady, strong and powerful, and wherever their eyes sweep, they are clean and sharp, I dare to conclude that these people are soldiers!"

Yan Shirt took over and said, "In this way, this matter is related to the imperial court, but according to Ergouzi, there are many cultivators in the village!

"When it's time to appear, it will naturally appear!Just use their blood to sacrifice the sword tonight!" Mo Ying finished speaking, his eyes were all cold, as if the weather in April had instantly returned to the winter in December.

"Fifth brother, what are you going to do?" Yan Shirt felt a touch of worry in her heart.

"I'll go out and take a look, you take the opportunity to go around behind this dilapidated mud house, look for it, if you can see the fourth senior brother and them, if you do, go with them, if not, find a place to hide first, and wait for the opportunity!"

Yan Shirt nodded.

The ink shadow moved, and was about to appear, when suddenly he heard someone shouting, "Stop, what are you doing?"

Following the prestige, Moying saw a middle-aged man, born in the wind of a jade tree, his steps were light and steady, he seemed to have heard or heard, and walked straight towards the dilapidated mud house in front of him......

"Stop, if you don't stop, you'll release the arrows!" shouted what seemed to be a leader of the patrol vigil.

The man continued as if the words had nothing to do with him.

Mo Ying felt that the man's back was familiar, but he didn't turn around to see his face clearly, so he had to quietly shrink back the half of his upright body.

As soon as the cat was ready, I heard the sound of countless arrows in the air "sighing", tearing through the silence of the night sky, like a torrential rain pouring down.

A boundless rain of arrows shot towards the middle-aged man, and he was about to drown him. Unexpectedly, the middle-aged man suddenly stood still, his feet touched the ground, and the figure flew up, his hands crossed over his head in the air, and he quickly pointed down, and after drawing two circles in the air, he saw that the sand and stones on the ground burst up, quickly wrapped him, and quickly exploded, and the sand and stones that exploded were like countless wild bees flying, hitting the flying arrow rain, and the arrows fell towards the ground, and some directly attacked the body of the night watchman, making a miserable scream.

After two laps in the air quickly, he grabbed the person who had just shouted with one hand into a claw, and the action was done in one go, like flowing water, neat and clean.

"The jade-faced scholar is cold!" Mo Ying whispered.

"What? Uncle Leng? You read that right!" asked Yan Shirt.

"No, under Ling Yan's demon pupils, the night will be as dark as day, not to mention that there are so many torches here!"

"He should have come here on the orders of Uncle Crazy Pen, looking for the little monk Xiao Xuanzi! Shall we help him?" said Yan Xishan.

"Wait, there's no hurry!" said Moying.

The jade-faced scholar coldly moved from the crazy pen scholar to give words to understand the realm, and after the immeasurable ascension, the exercises-skill has already advanced by leaps and bounds, and it is not what it used to be. His speed was very fast, and in the blink of an eye he was close to the person who was shouting.

In the next second, this person is in a catastrophe!

But in the next second, a loud "bang" sound came, and the figure was not visible, and the jade-faced scholar Leng Qian was forced to retreat, and as soon as Leng Qian landed, before he could stand firmly, an arrogant and domineering voice sounded: "Who are you? Dare to break into Pingping Village at night!"

Leng Qian sneered, "What qualifications do you have to ask who I am? Who is it that breaks into Pingping Village at night?"

"So you're a disciple of another mountain?" As soon as the words fell, a man about forty years old floated in, standing gracefully in front of the already crowded crowd of people, looking at Leng Qiandao with contempt.

He was eight feet tall, holding a folding fan, dressed in white, and had a dignified appearance, but he had a hooked nose. Leng Qian glanced at this person and said, "Who am I? It turns out to be Jasven from the Wind Turning Valley!"

"Yo! Isn't this a jade-faced scholar? Why is this a person who is interested in running to this flat village today, and he will really choose a place to find death, the mountains here are high and the clouds are high, and the water and breeze are light, but it is a treasure of feng shui!" said in an arrogant tone, not at all.

The jade-faced scholar was not angry, and said with a smile: "Just by you, do you know what it means to lose your family and die in life, and words account for eight points?"

"You fuck, you dare to say that Lao Tzu has bad breath!"

"I didn't say it, you see what you said, you are as real as your name!" the jade-faced scholar sneered.

"Damn it, take your life!"