"What? He's dead, uncle, do you know how he died?" Huang Xiaoqiang was a little anxious after hearing this.

"Alas, I don't know what iniquity he has created in his house, so forget it, don't mention it. If you want to know, go to his house. With that, the old man pointed into the distance, where a dilapidated house was isolated.

From a distance, there are three mountains on both sides and behind this dilapidated house. These three mountains have formed a trap on the dilapidated houses, and on the mountainsides of the three mountains, there is a faint miasma surrounding. This miasma and the three mountains together are like a huge mouth engulfing this dilapidated house. Huang Xiaoqiang read a book on the metaphysics of feng shui in the scripture building in Huashan, although he can't remember the content completely, but he knows very well that the location of this dilapidated house is really a fierce place.

Huang Xiaoqiang and the three of them walked towards the dilapidated house, and when they walked to the outside of the courtyard of the dilapidated house, Huang Xiaoqiang faintly felt that the Tiangang sword in the box on his back was faintly rattling, although it was extremely weak, but it was still obvious to Huang Xiaoqiang, who was already extremely strong in martial arts at this moment.

The fence of the courtyard is not high, and you can look inside from the door. Several rooms are full of broken walls, and the roofs are simply paved with straw, so you can clearly see more 'skylights'. In the courtyard outside the house, a child under the age of 4 was running after a few chickens. These chickens, although they look thin and small, but they all hold their heads high, but they are also a little heroic.

The door was unlocked, and Huang Xiaoqiang knocked on the door outside the house to signal. The child looked at Huang Xiaoqiang, didn't speak, just ran into the house.

After waiting for a while, but not hearing any movement in the house, Huang Xiaoqiang and Nangong Yunmeng entered the door directly. Looking inside, there was only a shabby table and worn-out chairs in the main hall. But when I looked inside, there was a very large strange stone erected in the hall. Huang Xiaoqiang couldn't help but be extremely curious and wanted to take a look. But every time he took a step forward, the signal emitted by the Tiangang Sword was strengthened by one point, which made Huang Xiaoqiang even more curious about what the fast stone was.

But just as Huang Xiaoqiang was about to enter the house, the child pushed out a wheelchair from the house, and on top of the wheelchair sat a young man in his thirties. The young man was dressed sloppily, with crippled legs, and looked extremely thin. Although he is not a beautiful man, it is not difficult to see that he was once a handsome teenager.

The young man looked at Huang Xiaoqiang and the three of them vigilantly, and asked in a cold voice, "Is there anything wrong with you?"

Huang Xiaoqiang smiled slightly, "Brother Tai, we were entrusted to come to find Zhu Blind. ”

The young man snorted, looking extremely angry. Turning to his eyes, he lay in a wheelchair, "My father is dead, can't you stop him?"

Huang Xiaoqiang didn't care, and still took out the token that Uncle Chen gave him in a hurry. "Brother, may I ask, do you know this object?"

The young man didn't open his eyes, but the child was extremely surprised to see Huang Xiaoqiang's object. I've been shouting all the time, and I'm pulling the young man's shirt at the same time.

"It turned out that he was mute, no wonder. Nangong Yunmeng thought in his heart.

But Huang Xiaoqiang's thinking was far from Nangong Yunmeng, thinking about the three generations of these ancestors and grandchildren, who were blind, lame, and dumb, and couldn't help but feel compassion for a while, thinking that this was indeed a feng shui problem, but then he wondered, "The geographical location here has very poor feng shui, but why don't you move away." ”

The young man was about to fall asleep, but he was dragged by the child for a long time, so he slowly opened his eyes and looked at the token given by Huang Xiaoqiang. After a while, I couldn't help but cry loudly, "You're finally here." ”

Huang Xiaoqiang was a little puzzled, but he had a certain answer in his heart, that is, the two in front of him should keep an important promise and not leave such a fierce place.

Nangong Yun dreamed that this young man was crying endlessly, and couldn't help but get bored, the young lady back then had a temper that came suddenly, "A big man, crying like this, what is it like? You said that we are finally here, what is the reason for that, you say." ”

The young man realized his gaffe, bent forward in his wheelchair and apologized, but instead thought of something, and sighed to the sky, "Ten years, ten years." After that, he looked at Huang Xiaoqiang and the others, "Several, please follow me into the house." ”

The voiceless child was very sensible, and immediately pushed the wheelchair into the house and stopped in front of the boulder in the house.

The young man looked at the stone, and his hands were holding on to the handrails on both sides to leave the wheelchair, but when the child wanted to help, the young man waved his hand and refused. The young man's legs were crippled and weak, how could he support his body. The young man tried to get up, and he fell to the ground. The young man was still stubborn, and did not need the help of the child, and then the young man climbed in front of the boulder little by little.

The young man began to cry again, "Father, look, the person you said you were waiting for, the child has finally arrived, and the child has not disappointed you. ”

The child was also extremely sensible, kneeling behind the young man, although he couldn't speak, but he also said "hmm". The child looked at the young man, then at the boulder, and then kowtowed heavily.

It is not difficult to see that this young man and the child must have kept the promise of the dead blind man, so they have been living in such a vicious place. Huang Xiaoqiang was full of admiration, the two people in front of him were disabled and strong, and they were extremely trustworthy people. Then the deceased Zhu Blind predecessor must also be a person of noble character, otherwise he would not be able to teach such an honest descendant.

But Nangong Yunmeng felt great guilt in his heart, "Ten years, just for a promise to stay in this bad place for ten years, what kind of person should this be." I'm ashamed, alas, ashamed. ”

After kneeling there for a while, the young man wiped his tears with his hands and said to Huang Xiaoqiang, "Childe, please put that token on this stone." ”

Huang Xiaoqiang complied and walked over, only a few inches away from the boulder. After taking a closer look at the boulder, Huang Xiaoqiang found that there was a depression on the boulder and a long but narrow crack. Looking closely, the shape of the depression was exactly the same as the shape of the token that Chen Bo handed him. And the size of the crack is just right for a sword to plunge into.

As the signal sent by the Tiangang Sword became stronger and stronger, Huang Xiaoqiang finally thought of it. This signal is the same as the signal he once felt when he went to Wei Wu's tomb.

Huang Xiaoqiang was wary, and muttered in his heart, "In other words, this ordinary dilapidated house, like Wei Wu's tomb, is a place of eight shades. But the place of Bayin is inhabited for hundreds of miles, but why there are villages here, it seems that it is the credit of this boulder. But after thinking about it, some things didn't make sense, and in the end Huang Xiaoqiang chose to believe Uncle Chen. Slowly placed the token on top of the boulder.

As soon as the token was put up, I saw that the token and the boulder were completely consistent. After a few moments, the boulder suddenly shook, and the token on the boulder also released a dazzling light. At this time, the signal sent by the Tiangang Sword was even stronger.

Although Huang Xiaoqiang didn't feel any murderous aura, for the sake of safety, he slowly blocked in front of Nangong Yunmeng.

As the time passed, the intensity of the light decreased, and an illusory old man appeared in the light and looked at everyone with a smile.

"Father!" cried the young man laughing.