Ji Wenming is so generous, but it has aroused the favor of the black-haired man, he drinks a lot, rarely can drink to the fullest, today even under the five altars is already a rare harvest, especially Ji Wenming does not say much, does not drink much, most of the wine into his belly, so that he is more satisfied, elated.

He patted Ji Wenming on the shoulder and said: "Brother, what kind of clan are you from Dongyi? My Fan Hei Hair and you really fell in love at first sight, how heroic are the heroes of the world, I see that you are extraordinary, you must also be a hero, why don't we bow down?"

Ji Wenming waved his hand and said: "I'm just a passerby, don't dare to climb high! I just heard from you that there have been strangers coming in and out recently, and it is also related to Uncle Kun, so I am curious, and I also ask the eldest brother to tell the story carefully, and a few jars of thin wine, which should be used as a topic of discussion!"

Seeing that Ji Wenming rejected his suggestion to bow down, Fan Hei was not angry, and said with a smile: "Well, I have a hard time, so I will listen to you!"

"When I went into the mountains to hunt that day, I saw four or five red-faced men gathered on the mountainside, and asked me not to come near! I wondered where I could hunt if I was a hunter and did not go near the mountains? and I was afraid that they would lose all my prey, so I approached and asked them what they were doing, and I learned that there was a great man imprisoned on the mountain, and it was said that he was the one who controlled the waters!"

Ji Wenming said, "How long ago was this?"

Fan Hei frowned and thought for a moment, then broke his hand and counted for a long time, muttering: "It's been more than three months!"

The old man nodded and agreed: "It's been a long time, and those red-faced men have also gone down the mountain to buy wine and food, I have seen it a few times!"

Ji Wenming poured them a glass of water and wine, and motioned for Fan Heifu to continue.

Fan Hei said: "But more than ten days ago, when I went up the mountain again, those people were gone, maybe they left!"

Ji Wenming was shocked in his heart, he was originally thinking about finding out the details of the other party's personnel, and secretly groped up the mountain to visit his father, thinking about it in the long run, but now that he heard that the people on the mountain were gone, he suddenly felt that something was wrong, did they take his father to another place to be imprisoned?

Seeing that Ji Wenming was emotional, Fan Hei opened his mouth and asked, "Brother, could it be that person is your relative?"

Ji Wenming nodded silently.

Fan Hei remembered that he had just scolded the dog thief, but now he had drunk a lot of water and wine from other relatives, and suddenly felt a little embarrassed, and said embarrassedly: "Actually, I also admire that person, but I drink too much and brag, don't be surprised!"

Ji Wenming nodded indifferently and said, "It's okay, you can continue!"

Fan Hei shook his head and said, "There's nothing more to say, that's all I can see and know!"

Ji Wenming poured him wine again, and said secretly in his heart: "It seems that I can only go up the mountain to investigate the situation by myself!"

Seeing that Ji Wen's filial piety was commendable for thousands of miles to find relatives, the old man suddenly said: "I have some knowledge, and I don't know if it will help you!"

Ji Wenming looked up at the old man and asked, "Uncle, please speak!"

The old man said: "More than ten days ago, there was a lot of wind and rain, I saw that there were several thunderbolts on the top of Yushan, and the sky was sunny after the rain, and even the mountain was lowered by three zhang!"

The young man suddenly said, "Yes, maybe something big has happened!"

Ji Wenming's heart was cold when he heard this, he suddenly got up and said, "Everyone, use it slowly, I have to take a step in advance!"

Watching Ji Wen's life leave in great strides, and he disappeared without a trace of negligence, Fan Hei Beard drank a glass of wine again, and was silent, the old man said: "Blackbeard, the rivers and lakes are deep, some things can't be believed, this man came to find relatives, if he listened to your slander of Uncle Kun, and killed you with his hands, wouldn't he die unjustly!"

Fan Hei muttered to himself: "Look at this person's good face, is it not a person who does not distinguish between good and evil?"

The old man said: "Knowing people, knowing faces, not knowing hearts, all kinds of water, soil and hundreds of people, have you forgotten the fact that those red-faced men killed Orion a few days ago?"

Fan Hei muttered: "Hmph, it's not a good thing, relying on a little ability will only slaughter the people, if I have the ability, I will definitely do chivalrous and righteous ......"

The young man suddenly said, "Uncle Blackbeard, who do you say this young man is? Will he collide with those red-faced men? Maybe there will be a good show then! Shall we catch up and see?"

The old man shouted: "Nonsense, once you go to Yushan for hundreds of miles, you can't climb it for three or five days, besides, those people have high skills, you don't want to die!?"

The young man said unwillingly: "How can you have any skills, it's not a nose and two eyes!"

The old man pointed to the door and said angrily: "The hairy child's milk smell has not dried up, and his knowledge is shallow, you go and see, in the blink of an eye, there is still a trace of that person!"

The young man hurriedly ran to the door, looked out, and sure enough, he couldn't even see the figure, a few words of kung fu, ordinary people can only walk hundreds of steps, at most two or three miles, of course, you can see the back, he suddenly stuck out his tongue, ran back to the wine room, and said excitedly: "There is really no trace, could it be that this is light work?"

Not to mention the discussions behind these ordinary people, just say that Ji Wenming, he is as anxious as fire, according to his speculation, those red-faced people are naturally people from the Zhurong clan, and when they come here, I am afraid that they are imprisoning and guarding their father, but now that they are gone, where is my father?

He had a bad guess in his mind, so his steps became more and more impatient.

Ji Wenming didn't care about avoiding mortals, activated the spell of the wind, and rushed to Yushan, just before he found the direction of Yushan in the guidance of everyone, and the largest peak in Wanghaizhou is Yushan, it is very obvious, if it is not for the news, he really does not need to enter the village.

Ordinary people need to trek for four or five hours, Xi Wen Ming Tea Kung Fu has arrived, to the middle of the mountain, has found that the top of the mountain has indeed experienced thunder and axe chisel, the trees within a radius of dozens of zhang withered, not an inch of grass, that mountain rock was actually split into a trapezoidal shape that is wide at the bottom and narrow at the top, the top of the trapezoidal is flat, and it seems to be the shape of an altar.

The closer she got to the top of the mountain, the more she felt her body hot, as if there was a flowing flame in her body that was about to roast people into black coal.

Ji Wenming was anxious to find his father and a few brothers, forcibly suppressed the sudden flames, and strode towards the altar, but when he was dozens of steps away from the altar, the flames in his abdomen erupted, and he couldn't suppress it for a while, and suddenly a mouthful of black blood spurted out, and the blood began to burn in the air, and before it landed, it exhausted itself into a puff of black smoke.

Ji Wenming didn't dare to act rashly, he took a few steps back, came to the edge of the area where he would be able to withstand the burning of the five insides, and looked at the altar, where there was obviously something strange, causing the fire in the human body to be quickly stimulated and unable to be suppressed, it should be those people from the Zhurong clan who moved here.

Ji Wenming secretly said in his heart: "The Zhurong clan's fire control technique is really mysterious and abnormal, and it can actually control the fire of nothingness in the human body!"

He looked at the altar intently, and for a while, his eyes of the Creation Law moved frequently, and he suddenly found the clue, only to see that the altar carved from the top of Yushan Mountain was shrouded in a formation within ten zhang, if it weren't for the occasional firelight floating between the operation of the formation, Xi Wenming might not be able to discover the mystery here.