Twenty miles away, less than a stick of incense.

The three of them had already reached the foot of Qianling Mountain, the mountain road was rugged, and even if they took the Shenxing Pill, their speed would be greatly reduced.

Qianling Mountain is not very high, but the forest is extremely dense, there are two roads up the mountain, one leads to the top of the mountain, and the other is to go around the halfway up the mountain to the back of the mountain.

At this time, it was the fireworks in May, and when I entered the mountain, I felt very cool. Not only that, the mountain wind is blowing, and the mountain is filled with bursts of peony fragrance and the fragrance of the earth.

Halfway up the mountain, the road became even more difficult, and everyone had to slow down to avoid tripping over the branches and rocks.

Sure enough, along the way, I encountered some silver fox beasts, and they all ran away.

"Ha! This Fulong incense is very easy to use, and in the past, when I passed here, I had to entangle with these demon beasts. Now that they see us, they will flee from the wind!

Nian Wuchen smiled, looked at the peony all over the mountain, casually broke off one from the side of the road, pulled off the branches and leaves, and handed it to Xiao Yu.

"If you are not in a hurry to travel, it is also a unique taste to swim in the mountains. Nian Wuchen looked back, and could vaguely see the outline of Yuexi City in the distance, as if faintly floating among the floating clouds.

In the past, if Fu Qiu saw it, he would not have felt anything, even when he said goodbye to his hometown and went to the Lingyun Sword Sect. But what I see now is very touching and sad, and I have experienced life and death to know all the good things in the world.

However, he didn't want to feel any more, so he turned away and continued to move on.

At this time, the originally clear sky suddenly surged, and the sky in the distance was already black, and lightning and thunder were everywhere in the distance. It seems that it will not be long before a rainstorm is coming.

There is still some distance from Luohe Village, due to the rugged mountain road, even with the blessing of the Shenxing Dan, it is estimated that the distance of more than ten miles will have more than a stick of incense, and the storm is just around the corner, everyone has to speed up the pace and stay on the mountain, but it is easy to be struck by lightning.

The atmosphere seems to have become a little strange.

"Fu Qiu, do you feel it?" Nian Wuchen was a little uneasy.

The air began to fill with an almost suffocating aura, and the wind had arrived, and the surrounding trees shook like mustard, as if they could be uprooted at any moment.

At this point, it was already difficult.

"I? I feel cold. Fu Qiu blocked in front, one after the other with Nian Wuchen, and blocked Xiao Yu in the middle.

Nian Wuchen was almost speechless.

This powerful aura is not demonic energy, but more like demonic energy. This kind of oppressive atmosphere, except for the ghost world, should undoubtedly belong to the demon world.

Nian Wuchen didn't dare to conclude that he could have such a powerful aura, and his strength was definitely above that of the Seventh Order Venerable. However, the two worlds of humans and demons have never had anything to do with each other, and there is a seal of the ancient gods between the two worlds, which is logically impossible. But the world is unpredictable, two hundred years ago there was a legend of the Demon Respect Building, so if it is said to be a demon race, it is not impossible.

It's just that the spiritual power cultivation of Nian Wuchen is only two orders and five stars, and he can't perceive his specific existence, so he can only roughly figure it out.

"Be careful, everyone!"

Nian Wuchen's fists were clenched, and the twelve silver needles appeared between his fingers, and he was ready for battle.

However, the Seventh-Order Venerable was terrifying, and for him, life and death were only at the snap of his fingers, and he himself knew this.

Fu Qiu didn't dare to slack off, and pulled out the Qingyun Sword at his waist, which was the only thing he kept in the Lingyun Sword Sect.

Xiao Yu's whole body tensed, and he was next to Nian Wuchen tightly, not daring to stay away half a step.

Suddenly, this powerful aura disappeared in an instant, disappearing without a trace.

"Brother Nian, is there a monster about to appear?" Fu Qiu clenched the Qingyun Sword with both hands, wary of anything that might appear around him at any time, even the branches and leaves that had been twisted off by the wind.

Nian Wuchen felt very strange, this breath came and went so quickly, it was definitely not his own hallucination. But he also felt that this was not a place to stay for a long time, so he hurriedly beckoned Fu Qiu and Xiao Yu to move forward quickly.

"I just felt a very strange aura, and it was only for a moment, but it really scared me. This matter will be discussed later, we should rush to Luohe Village as soon as possible, the storm is coming!"

The wind and clouds gathered, the torrential rain came with the wind, and the heavens and the earth seemed to lose their color and flutter in the storm.

Fu Qiu and the others didn't know that at this moment, a pair of strange eyes in the thunderclouds were looking at them closely.

Luohe Village...

Rows of mud and bamboo houses, shivering in the storm, Fu Qiu and the others rushed into the village, and all they could hear was the sound of the torrential rain hitting the rubble.

It was past noon, but there was still smoke.

Fu Qiu and the others picked up an eaves to hide from the rain, clinging to the wall, and their whole bodies were soaked, like chickens in soup.

Suddenly, the door of the house opened.

A small head protruded from the probe, and the little boy looked like he was about eight or nine years old, his hairline combed high, and his bun looked a little messy. The little boy blinked and looked at the strangers under the eaves.

"You must have come out of Moonlight City, it's raining heavily outside, so you might as well come in and hide from the rain!"

The little boy beckoned to let them in.

Fu Qiu didn't say a word, turned around and followed.

The three of them followed the little boy into the house, and suddenly felt a wave of warmth hit the house, which was very simple, but there was a fire burning, and it seemed that it had not been lit for a long time.

There were a few pieces of clothing hanging on a bamboo rack next to the fire, and the size was the little boy's.

The boy took off his clothes and put them aside, then took a few more sets of clothes from the inner room and handed them to Nian Wuchen. "Brothers and sisters, your clothes are all wet, let's change into my parents' first, and then change back after they are dry. ”

Nian Wuchen looked around, there was no one else in the house, and next to the bamboo frame was a hanging pot, in which were some wild vegetables and white rice, and a small piece of dehaired animal skin.

Although the children in the villages below the mountain are early in the house, there are not many boys with such a mind. Nian Wuchen couldn't help but feel some emotion in his heart.

"Where's your parents, haven't they come back yet?" Fu Qiu asked as he took off his coat and wrung out the water.

"I—" The boy hesitated for a moment, then continued, "My mother went to the mountains to collect firewood..."

"What about your father?"

"My dad..."

The boy remained silent, quietly turned his head, and wiped away the tears that suddenly appeared in the corners of his eyes with the corner of his clothes.

Nian Wuchen took out a piece of dry food and braised meat from his bag and stuffed it to him.

Everyone sat down around the fire.

It turned out that the little boy's name was Lin Jingyun, and his father and ancestors both made a living by hunting and fishing, although he was a little poor, he lived freely. However, the good times did not last long, a year ago, his father and several young people from the same village went to Qianling Mountain to hunt at night, but did not want to be attacked by fierce beasts, only two of the five people in the group escaped, and the next day when they went to the mountain to look for it, there were already three mutilated bones.

Since then, Lin Jingyun has lived a lonely single-parent life, in order to relieve his mother of the pressure of life, he had to lift his former father's machete, pick up his former father's harpoon...