Lin Anyue's Tianyuan caravan began to rest at the Quelong Bridge, and the goods had to be inventoried, and some small pieces had to be tied, for fear that they would fall.

For unknown reasons, whenever you pass through the Quelong Bridge, it is accompanied by a huge roar, like thunder rolling in the sky. It's fine for people, but when horses cross this bridge, they are very easily frightened, and it is normal for inconvenient things to rush around, and it is even rumored that some horses jumped over the guardrail of a person and fell into the Longjiang River.

Lin Yanyue also learned from others, and bowed three times to the dragon-shaped stone carving, for the so-called "don't worship the real dragon and don't move forward", most people don't believe it, but many people still don't hesitate to lean over a few times, more to seek peace of mind, especially for people who often run business, even more so.

The colorful glow in the evening, suddenly beautiful, reflecting the sky is a fiery red, Master Qian looked at the sky, estimated, now start to cross the bridge, before dark should be able to reach the nearest town on the south bank of the bridge, the town is called Linjiang Town, about ten miles away from Quelong Bridge.

Master Qian hesitated, but still made a decision and set off to cross the bridge.

And what made him hesitate was the experience accumulated by the runner in the past 20 years, because he felt very strange on the way today, because the road was too quiet, except for the four people in the rivers and lakes who roared by, he didn't meet anyone else.

If you can't touch the same direction, it is understandable, but there is not even a person in the opposite direction, which is a bit abnormal, you must know that this Que Long Bridge and the road they passed, but the traffic artery connecting the two major cities on both sides of the strait, is so deserted, it is a little abnormal, as the so-called abnormal things must have demons, an inexplicable uneasiness welled up in the heart.

Que Long Bridge is about 100 meters long, about 10 meters wide, very spacious, two caravan carriages and horses pass by and there is still room left, the whole bridge is paved with strip-shaped boulders, both sides are the stone wall guardrails that are high for one person, the stone wall guardrails have hollow stone carvings, there is a stone pillar standing every five meters or so, each stone pillar has dragon pattern relief, it is conceivable that this majestic bridge, how many people's efforts have been poured into.

Lin Anyue was still at the back of the caravan, and as the carriages and horses in front of her successively entered the Quelong Bridge, Lin Anyue could hear bursts of shouting and shouting from the front even in the rear, as well as the neighing of horses' ass.

Lin Yanyue stretched her neck curiously to look ahead, although the sky had darkened, she could still vaguely see that the horses in front of her seemed to be frightened, panicked, unwilling to move forward, and the caravan coachman was pulling desperately.

"Isn't it strange? It's like this every time we pass by here!" Mazi next to Lin Diyue looked at Lin Diyue's curious appearance and asked.

"Yes, why is this happening?" Lin Yanyue asked puzzledly, and Wang Tong on the side was also at a loss.

Mazi knew that these two people were newcomers who had just joined the caravan, and they must not have been to Quelong Bridge before, otherwise it wouldn't be like this.

"Hehe, keep it secret for the time being, you'll know in a while!" Mazi hung up her appetite and smiled mysteriously.

Although there was a mess in front of them, the horses were finally controlled, and they moved forward little by little, and after a while, Lin Darkyue and the three of them also got on the bridge, Mazi took the reins of the horse, and his steps were steady, and he looked like an experienced veteran, Lin Darkyue and Wang Tong were on both sides of the carriage.

The further she walked, the more Lin Yanyue felt that there seemed to be something different around her, and after carefully distinguishing it, it turned out that with her footsteps, the sound in her ears became louder and louder, at first it was like a clear spring flowing water, and then it began to become stronger, turning into a turbulent wave, mixed with the sound of the wind whistling, and there was no end to strengthening, Lin Yanyue and Wang Tong on the other side glanced at each other, and understood, it turned out to be like this.

Mazi had already straightened the reins of the horse in his hand, and the horse was already resisting to move forward, but Mazi had long been accustomed to it, and he still moved forward step by step.

The caravan's original loose caravan captain was forced to compress it in half and move forward a little bit compactly, because at this time, his ears were full of thunderous roars, and no other sound could be heard at all.

In fact, this is like a miracle of the Que Long Bridge, not a real miracle, its mysterious veil has long been exposed by the predecessors, but the descendants still have to sigh the original design of the Que Long Bridge master mind of the subtlety.

In fact, there is nothing to say thoroughly, there is a huge sound from the turbulent waterfall in the east, and the hollow stone walls on both sides of the bridge body, so that the sound can penetrate the wall and penetrate in, which is not difficult to do, the back is the key, each section corresponds to the hollow stone wall on both sides, the hollow pattern is not the same corresponding, but just the opposite, this design allows the sound to enter the back of the bridge, the sound can not be evacuated and transmitted out, but in this more than two stone walls back and forth, the sound has been enhanced several times, so it has created this kind of " There is thunder in the bridge, there is no cloud in the sky, and there is no sound in the bridge".

In the roaring and rolling sound, a remnant sun is like blood, the caravan on the Quelong Bridge is covered with red glow, and the flowing water under the bridge reflects the blood-red evening sky, such as a pool of blood and water surging, this is a beautiful landscape picture.

However, no matter how beautiful the scenery is, you have to be in the mood to appreciate it, at the front of the caravan at this time, Master Qian looked at the bridge that was close at hand, and the faint uneasiness in his heart came to his heart again.

But now it was ready to send it, and as the caravan got closer and closer to the bridge, Master Qian became more and more careful.

Suddenly, a few black spots at the bridgehead attracted the attention of Master Qian, under the red sunset, these black traces were actually not conspicuous, but Master Qian was vigilant, Master Qian bent down, stretched out his hand and touched the black spots, and then stretched out to his nose and smelled it, his face changed suddenly.

Although the breeze was mixed with the smell of Longjiang water, the familiar smell of blood between his fingers was extremely strong, instantly stimulating his already restless heart to beat violently.

"Retreat, retreat, go back quickly......" Although Master Qian is not young, but the internal strength is profound, the martial arts are strong, this moment of shouting, is actually to cover up the thunder on the Que Long Bridge, the rest of the three behind reacted very quickly, instantly knew that something was wrong, turned around and pulled the reins back, although the caravan veterans behind did not know what was happening, but they all knew what to do, they were all pulling the vehicle back.

Perhaps it was because they felt exposed, or they were not hidden, four or five men in black slowly walked out of the shadows of the trees on the shore of the bridge, all dressed in black, holding a bright long knife in their hands, and the black-red blood stains on the long knife had dried up.

"Quack, I said I should wipe that blood stain off, and it turned out to be found!"

"It doesn't matter, the ending is the same!" the voice was indifferent.

"Let's do it, finish the kill!"

Hearing this, several men in black closed their mouths and killed the retreating caravan.

The three of them at the back of Mazi Lin Dark Moon were also suppressed by the chaos in front of them at this time, and the front of the team was about to reach the bridge, and they had just stepped into the center of the Quelong Bridge, which was the loudest stall with the roaring and rolling, and they couldn't hear what they were shouting in front of them at all, but Mazi knew the severity, so he hurriedly turned around and turned around.

It's just that things won't go as smoothly as they imagined, Mazi pulled the horse and wanted to turn around, but the horse was already in a kind of fright, and if he wanted it to turn around, it was even more panicked.

Time waits for no one, Mazi hurriedly picked up the reins of the horse that was not short in his hand and pulled it towards the horse.