Lead clouds are dense, there are faint thunder snakes dancing, and the wind is mixed with fine raindrops, blowing through the mountains and thousands of pine waves.

In the midst of the vast and gloomy mountains, there is a strange mountain with black soil and rocks, and no grass grows.

The mountain is extremely high, straight up and down, with walls like knives, and its steepness is so steep that it overtakes the surrounding peaks, and the clouds tumbling in the sky almost hang down to the peak, as if it were within reach.

There is no one on the mountain road, and there is a large brazier placed on an iron frame every few zhang on both sides of the road, which is connected by iron cables, and the heat wave is pressing.

From a distance, the entire mountain peak is blazing, illuminating the heavens and the earth.

The top of the hill is narrow and cramped, but it is extremely flat, because there is no brazier, but it looks a little dark, the same color as the cloudy sky.

There was a man sitting on the ground, burly, with a full beard, a pair of leopard eyes like copper bells, and a huge hooked nose, adding a bit of fierceness, and the tips of the temples and hair were slightly weathered.

There was no decoration on his simple green clothes, and a ghost-headed knife as black as ink was placed on the ground in front of him, and the knife was covered with damp black soil, which looked extremely inconspicuous.

The man in Tsing Yi squinted his eyes to the sky and sneered: "The thunder is full of sky, the wind and rain will be made, it is really a rare guest, the god lord is driving to my Heavenly Hell Mountain, why did you come?"

His voice fell, and the clouds above his head opened open, revealing a strange eyeball, which was impressively heavy and deep, and between the overlooks, the divine light was shining in the sky.

"Xie Shanke, even if the Prison Suppression Ghost Head Knife is in your hand, but you have not been blessed with the Mandate of Heaven, and you are not the official Prison Marquis of the Imperial Court, a mere leader of the Tsing Yi Ghost Pawn, you really think you are the Lord of Heavenly Hell Mountain?

The voice was loud, but it was confined in a corner, and did not affect the surrounding mountains.

The man in Tsing Yi, known as Xie Shanke, laughed.

"What are you laughing at?"

There was a hint of anger in the great voice, and although the mountains did not hear it, they shook in unison, and a large flock of birds wailed and flew in all directions.

"When the emperor was there, a confidant general who had made great honors in the Western Expedition was suspected of rebellion, and was tortured in prison for careful investigation, only to find out that he had been framed. Unfortunately, it was difficult to reunite after the broken mirror, and the emperor was silent for a long time, but still ordered him to be executed immediately. Hehe, he died earlier than Qi Ding, and he didn't even wait for the day when he was knighted and rewarded for his success in the Western Expedition. Because of this, the Great Zhou has one less martial marquis, but one more sinner through the ages who is stinking in the history books and has died and the clan has been wiped out. ”

Xie Shanke said, and suddenly stretched out his hand and pointed in front of him: "His blood is sprinkled on the top of this mountain, because of the suddenness of the incident, Lu Jiewai failed to arrive in time, and in a fit of anger, he killed the ghost pawns who were executed at the scene and captured a total of 37 knife slaves to vent his anger, and even the first generation of the prison marquis was seriously injured and had to retire with hatred." Such a big rebellion, after the emperor heard about it, he just laughed it off. ”

Xie Shanke stood up and laughed loudly and asked: "Isn't it ridiculous to hear such a strange news? This big prison inhabited by countless unjust souls, even Wu Yan, the righteous prince, does not like to come, I call myself a mountain guest, because although I live in this mountain, I am only a guest, this mountain lord is respected, who likes to sit down!"

When the god lord heard this, not only was he furious, but even a trace of his previous anger disappeared, and he said indifferently: "This matter is very widely implicated, and it is not because the Heavenly Family is blindly unkind! What's more, my Ji clan can occupy this side of the heaven and earth, and it is also its own cause, life and death are taken away, there is nothing to do, how can others be allowed to put their beaks in their beaks? Xie Shanke, for the sake of your brother and sister's meritorious service to the Ji clan, I only ask you one thing today, would you like to accept my edict and make this mountain for my Ji clan?"

"What's the matter, don't you feel at ease with Wu Yan? Yes, with his background, it is naturally impossible to really be trusted by your Ji family. But then again, I'm afraid he didn't want to do it in the first place. ”

Xie Shanke sneered, shook his head decisively and said: "God Lord, we Mingren don't say dark words, Xie has never had supernatural powers so far, so he can't do it, and he really doesn't want to." This small world, the higher the realm, the heavier the shackles, and the only way to seek detachment is to lie dormant and standby. The so-called supernatural powers that came from the Ji family's charity are not even chicken ribs in Xie's eyes, so what is the use of coming?"

He bowed his head slightly, and said softly: "Speaking of my hard-working sister, if it weren't for her begging before she died, Xie would have fought with your Ji family and broken the net, hehe, they all say that the scourge will last for thousands of years, why did a cold person like the emperor die early?"

"In that case, you can do it yourself. ”

The god lord stopped talking nonsense, and the huge eyeballs in the sky slowly closed, and then rose into the thick clouds, and disappeared in a blink of an eye, and the thunder gradually thinned, and soon disappeared.

Xie Shanke pursed his lips, sat down again facing the mountain road, and a little more happy laughter floated in the mountains: "What's the matter, Sour Xiucai, I'm so scared that I don't dare to show my head?"

On the mountain road not far from the top of the mountain, I don't know when there is an old man in a white shirt, with a graceful temperament, dressed as a scholar, full of academic books and emotions fell second, although goosebumps, some difficult to hide the old state, but between the walks, it is still looking forward to Shenfei, the beard dances, and the hand also sways and carries a wine pot made of white jade gourd, showing a chic and elegant state, anyone who sees it, can imagine its youthful demeanor.

The old man exhaled when he heard this, and the laughter spread to the top of the mountain: "I didn't see his person, I heard the dog barking first, I really failed Yan's hard work on the way, if I didn't want to see the little red lotus, it would not be rare to come to your ghostly Heavenly Hell Mountain." ”

As he spoke, he walked up the mountain, and he was extremely vigorous, and he was about to reach the summit in a few moments.

Xie Shanke glared at the leopard's eyes, stared at the white jade gourd in the old man's hand, and pretended to be displeased: "What, didn't you come to me for a drink?"

The old man said as a matter of course: "Little Red Lotus always said that she wanted to accompany the old man to drink, but there was no one to see, so the old man had to take out the red daughter who had been buried in the altar for thirty-six years, and put a gourd on it and came in person!"

Xie Shanke was stunned when he heard this, then gritted his teeth and sneered: "You are really willing, hehe, it's a pity that Dou Yatou happened to be not on the mountain today, and you have to make it difficult for Xie Mou to make it difficult." ”

The old man also glared back fiercely, and said unhappily: "Don't think about it, this wine only gives Xiao Honglian a gourd, and the rest will be counted in the dowry given to her by the old man when she gets married!"

He looked around, frowned, and said, "I don't know what's so good about this Heavenly Hell Mountain, running to this place all day long." ”

Xie Shanke sneered: "You sour talent likes to pretend to be confused, her master Wu Yan is a serious prison marquis, even if he doesn't come to Tianhell Mountain easily, he needs someone to show his face from time to time." ”

He hesitated slightly, and muttered softly: "Fortunately, Dou Yatou has a cool temperament, it is really difficult to make people annoying, if it is replaced by other eyesoretic things, Lao Tzu will already be slaughtered with a knife, so as not to worry about it." ”

The old man walked to Xie Shanke's side, sat down cross-legged as well, looked at the thousands of pine waves among the mountains, and said with a smile: "It's really rare that these words can come out of the mouth of your old man." In fact, Wu Yan is a rare and honest person, you have more than three Jiazi sitting in Tianhell Mountain, how can he be embarrassed to come to grab the territory? It's not bad to have Little Red Lotus running errands at both ends. But then again, this time Jiazi said, you are still not going to participate, and if you don't achieve supernatural powers, I am afraid that you will die of old age. ”

He raised his hand and pointed to the sky, urging narrowly: "What's more, that person is rarely blue-eyed, it's not appropriate for you to be so faceless, right?"

Xie Shanke looked up at the sky, and then turned his head to look at the old man: "If you want to die of old age, you will die in front, you Yan Fusheng Yan Badou is known as a wave of a thousand papers, the dragon and snake are still wet, when the "Jincheng Fu" attracted the grand scene of the Beijing division paper expensive, how many rangers joined the army to the west, now I think about it is still vivid, who would have thought that you have not seen it for a few years, you are already close to longevity, dying and old, how many people in the world remember you now?

Yan Fusheng's eyebrows fluttered when he heard this, "You still know me!" Alas, Yan Mou's talent is too strong, but he is better than a day, how hard he endures!"

He opened the white jade gourd, and the aroma of wine was overflowing: "Where did this little red lotus go today?"

"A hook named Zhou Tieqi in the north came with the news, saying that there was a very outstanding young man in the pro-army recruited by Wu Yan this time, and Dou Yatou, the young man in the prison, wanted to be the commander of the three thousand pro-army, I am afraid that there will be some twists and turns, the little girl was not convinced, and ran down the mountain to meet the young man first. ”

Xie Shanke said, his nose twitched slightly, obviously aroused by the aroma of wine, and he didn't care at all about Yan Fusheng's clumsy tricks.

Yan Fusheng laughed, took out two warm jade wine glasses from his arms, and handed one to Xie Shanke: "Little Honglian said, you old man has been thinking about my good wine for a long time. ”

Xie Shanke was stunned for a moment, then smiled dumbly, took the wine glass with one hand, and gently patted the Prison Suppression Ghost Head Knife that was still lying in the dirt in front of him with the other hand.

"Two hundred years of wind and smoke have passed, and those who can stay this heart for a long time are only a few people and a few things. Xie often lies on the top of this mountain recently, the wind and rain come suddenly in the middle of the night, thousands of pine waves are like anger, the ghosts go down the mountain, the ape mourns in the sky, and it is not enough to kill this long night without drinking and sharpening knives. ”

He waited for Yan Fusheng to fill the wine glass, raised his neck and drank it all.

"A hundred years of life was originally a guest, today is a good day, old friends, wine, and knives are all available, Xie has this, what more can the husband ask for!"

The sound of hearty laughter shook the four fields.

This mountain, this person, this knife, the qi and the machine are all one.

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