A series of arc-shaped bridges of white jade streamers were paved out of the palace, and under each bridge stood a messenger, a golden armor and copper hammer, and the golden gourd guards in front of the palace gate, leading these martial arts warriors to the bridge one by one.

Zhang San saw a lot of celebrities, the most conspicuous is those bald heads, among them is the master of the sea of Wulin Taishan Beidou, if it weren't for this old guy taking the lead, I'm afraid that so many people wouldn't come.

I heard the deputy sect masters and elders discuss before, at least one-tenth of the famous figures of each faction in the rivers and lakes have come, and basically each sect has a leading figure, as well as countless individual customers in the rivers and lakes, and many peddlers and pawns.

Huhulala, Zhang Sanshu is not very good, but it is estimated that there are at least hundreds of thousands of people.

"Senior brother!" Zhang San saw Tian Boguang's lonely figure in the crowd, and hurriedly ran over, the voice was noisy, Tian Boguang didn't hear it, and he had already gone up when Zhang San arrived under the bridge.

The messenger stopped Zhang San with an expressionless face, and then handed over a plain note with four words on it, "Guihai Twelve"

"What do you mean?" Zhang San was puzzled.

The messenger was very arrogant and did not answer, and with a wave of his hand, Zhang San involuntarily went to the bridge.

Holding on to the white jade railing, looking at the undulating mountains below, as if walking in the sky, I wanted to stop and take a look, but the people behind pushed him and had to go up, to the top of the bridge, the high pillars stood in the clouds and mist, as if he had arrived at the South Heavenly Gate.

It's just that there are some ragged martial arts heroes around, and the formation is like a beggar gang rebelling and besieging the palace.

There are too many people, Zhang San can't help but go with the flow, enter the palace inside, the pavilions and pavilions are carved with dragons and phoenixes, the green bricks and green tiles are full of light, the momentum is simple and majestic, it is Zhang San's unprecedented style.

"Jiazi District"

On one of the pillars of the courtyard is written three large gold characters, and then there is a pillar, which reads "Jiachou District"

Zhang San understood what this plain note in his hand meant, it should be a guide sign, it seems that he should go to Guihai District.

The continuous diversion of personnel, less and less, Zhang San finally saw the three words of Guihai District, and walked along the directional arrow, it was a large compound, with three rows of houses in the courtyard, and many people had gathered in the courtyard.

With a glance of his eyes, he just saw Tian Boguang enter a room, and Zhang San hurriedly chased after him.

The door of the house is very small, but there is a hole in the sky, the roof is a few feet high, you have to look up to the neck, there are many carved portraits on it, it is a bit like a foreigner's church.

There are two huge statues on both sides of the entrance, a pig body with a human face and a human body with a pig body, this combination is also unprecedented for Zhang San, and he can't help but sigh at the magic of yin and yang creation.

In front of each of the two statues there is an incense burner, on which in addition to some burning incense, there are two arm-thick candles, and the light in the room is from this red and white flame.

There were hundreds of people standing and sitting inside, and people were going inside.

"Silver thief!" A voice that was not loud but gritted his teeth with anger sounded in his ears, startling Zhang Sanyi, he was particularly sensitive to these two words, if he called Zhang San was not necessarily calling him, but the word silver thief had a basic effect on him.

"Li Yunxiu!"

Zhang Sanyi touched the scar on his forehead, his heart palpitated, and the little girl who had just walked by was the youngest of the four shows of Emei that he could not use to be strong.

Li Yunxiu didn't plan to talk to Zhang Sanduo, and after saying a word to the silver thief, he walked to the Emei faction, but his eyes still glanced here from time to time, as if he wanted to use his eyes to cut Zhang San here.

Damn, I didn't succeed again, you still cut me, can you look at me like a life and death enemy, Zhang San began to be a little disdainful.

This Li Yunxiu is barely superior, to be exact, he is middle-class, and he looks at least eighteen or nineteen years old, but the ups and downs of his chest are too insignificant, and his development is not good enough for Wu Qing, if he didn't look at his little face, Zhang San wouldn't have done it.

If he knew Zhang San's inner activities, Li Yunxiu would probably jump up and kill him right now.

People came in scattered, but after they came in, they quickly ganged up, each looking for their own mother.

The famous faction is more qualified in this regard, and the leader finds a good place, and the rest of the people sit down in the order of the elder and the youngest, without a trace of chaos and noise.

The small sect and even the green forest heroes are much worse, and after coming in, they are all calling friends and shouting.

Although the flames of the two candles were large, they were still dim in this huge hall, and Zhang San was like a fish after the tide receded in this crowd, dangerous and lonely.

"San'er, come here. Zhang San didn't find Tian Boguang, but Tian Boguang saw Zhang San first, and Zhang San ran over in surprise.

Without waiting for him to speak, Tian Boguang patted Zhang San on the shoulder first, "I know everything about you, tell you to go, you don't go with me, now you know the faces of those guys." ”

Zhang San nodded vigorously, almost crying, but he was still warm.

It's a pity that before he could enjoy this warmth, Zhang San felt like an ice blade shooting his gaze from all corners, although it was not him who was staring at, he still felt a little like he had nowhere to put his hands and feet.

underestimated the reputation of the senior brother in the rivers and lakes, and rushed over too hastily just now, but Tian Boguang didn't have this consciousness at all, and sat there chatting with Zhang San about family life.

"Tian Boguang, it's good that you dog thief is still alive. The voice was very cold, and there seemed to be suppressed excitement.

Zhang San heard the prestige, obediently, Songshan Great Elder "Moyun Hand" Wencheng, it is said that half a meter away in the air can kill a cow with a palm, the true qi of the inner family has been completed, I don't know what grudge he has with his senior brother.

Tian Boguang also turned around, looked at Wen Cheng, nodded and smiled: "Father-in-law Hongfu, he is still very energetic, I don't know if Yue'e is okay? ”

"Who the hell is your father-in-law, Lao Tzu split you. Wen Cheng was enraged by these words, and the originally suppressed anger jumped up, and the disciples around him couldn't stop him, and rushed to Tian Boguang's side.

Zhang San understood at this moment that his senior brother had an ideal, that is, to let the heads of all factions become his father-in-law, and the famous heroes should be his eldest brother, and it seems that he is already moving towards his goal.

Facing Wen Cheng and the Songshan disciples who followed him, Tian Boguang was not afraid at all, and calmly pulled out half of the sword from his waist.

"Calm down!" the sound of spring thunder resounded in everyone's ears.

The Shaolin lion roared? Zhang San was surprised to see an old man walk out of a corner door in the depths of the main hall.

The crowd immediately quieted down, and the old man's eyes roamed around, and finally fell on Zhang San, "You, go out!"

Zhang San was just about to ask, but Tian Boguang stood in front of him, "Why did he go out?"

"He is not from this temple. The old man didn't use the lion's roar this time, but his voice was still very penetrating.

At this time, Zhang San suddenly remembered the piece of paper in his hand, "癸海 Twelve", Tian Boguang took out his pair of pieces of paper, "癸海一"

Zhang San made a mistake, quite embarrassed, and hurriedly ran out of the hall after saying goodbye to his senior brother, and when he came out of the house, he saw that the lintel of the house said "癸海一"

He came up late, and he delayed in this room for a while, and when he came out, there was no one outside, Zhang San trotted all the way to find the room with "Guihai Twelve" written on it, and went in.

The same hall, the same two pig statues, the difference is people, the hall is already very quiet at this time, everyone is sitting, it seems that someone is making an important speech and was suddenly interrupted, looking at Zhang San at the door.

has already received a lot of attention just now, and Zhang San didn't have too much embarrassment at this time, so he sat under the incense burner in front of the pig's head nearby, his eyes wandering.

The most conspicuous thing is the person who seems to be making a speech, a woman in a purple shirt who can't see her face clearly stands in the deepest part of the hall, on a platform built with five steps, looking much taller than everyone else, there is a kind of condescending momentum, if the people below are not sitting but kneeling, it is equivalent to worshipping the empress.

In front of the woman was a mahogany table, on which was a crystal ball the size of two fists, glittering, and the woman's hand was placed on it.

Zhang San looked at his outfit and was not a martial arts person blown by a tornado, because after the wind and frost this month, the women's clothes could barely cover their bodies, and the men's clothes were basically lacking arms and sleeves, and they could be so clean and tidy, fresh and refined, only the local aborigines.

The woman is slender and slender, very tall, not inferior to Zhang San at all, but her face is not clear, not because of the distance, but because her head has a halo, which reminds Zhang San of some magic sticks walking the rivers and lakes, or the reincarnated living Buddha who cheats money and sex.

There are two little girls behind the woman, both dressed in white, combing double buns, like a little Taoist boy in Wudang Mountain, and like a master Guanyin holding a jade bottle in front of him, his eyes do not squint, and he stands straight.

The purple-shirted woman glanced at Zhang San, who came in last, didn't look at it a second time, cleared her throat and said, "Just said that the cheats disappeared, many people feel wronged, and many people have lost their lives because of this. ”

"Now I want to tell you that in fact, no one has obtained the cheats, and it is just a test for everyone from the island owner, a test of your heart. ”

The woman's voice was cold, like a thousand-year-old snow stuffed into the back of her neck, and the whole body of the listener was cold, but it was not only the sound that was cold, but also the content.

The cheats are a test? Damn, I was almost killed, and I thought it was hidden by Xu Hui and Ye Mei! Zhang San scolded angrily in his heart, this emperor is also too yin, is it clearly intended to provoke discord among the factions!

Zhang San is not the only one who has this grievance, many people scolded directly, and it can be seen that there are many wronged people in this house of the Twelve Deceased.

"Where's the cheats?" asked a man in a seated voice.

"Naturally, the owner of the island took it back. The woman said.

The man who asked was anxious, stood up on the spot, and pointed at the woman and said angrily: "Co-authoring is to tease us, my brother was wrongfully accused of committing suicide and died, who is going to settle this account, let that Emperor Ran Min come out, and I, Li Yaohan, will meet him." ”

Li Yaohan is a giant thief in Taihu Lake, who has killed countless people, and his reputation in the rivers and lakes is well-known.

The purple-shirted woman snorted disdainfully: "You know that you are wronged, whoever wrongs him will find whoever counts it." ”

"I don't care, you guys are setting up a game to play us like monkeys, you have to let Ran Min come out and give an explanation, everyone said, isn't it. As soon as Li Yaohan said this, many people below responded and were deceived into coming to this island, sleeping in the open for a whole month, which one was not full of complaints.

The men in the rivers and lakes are okay, and many wealthy sects and some martial arts elders have carved a well-known life, a life of fine clothes and food, and it is naturally miserable to suffer this crime.

"He also dared to bewitch the public and fan the flames. The woman in the purple shirt only spoke, and did not see any movement, but a slender palm print suddenly appeared in front of her, and the purple gas around the palm of her hand was swirling, and she couldn't breathe, and in the blink of an eye, the palm print suddenly flew out, with a swirling purple gas, and was directly imprinted on Li Yaohan's chest.

"Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Descending!" A few exclamations below, and there was an immediate commotion.