A mountain beam, another mountain beam, a mountain beam flew under the feet. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Under the cover of night, Cen Qing's figure was like a light smoke without weight, and with a light touch on the mountain rock, it had been vacated again, crossing the space of six or seven zhang, and gently landing on the next stepping stone.

There was no demonic aura to cover him, and the raindrops hit his face like bullets at his rapid speed, and in a short time his face was flushed.

The little girl buried her head in his back, but her hands were not very steady, first on his shoulders, gradually sliding down his shoulder blades, and finally simply pressing on his chest, and rubbing it vigorously.

"Squeak-" His cloth boots slid seven or eight feet away on the stone surface, stopped suddenly, put Zhang Yu down with a crying and laughing, and raised his hand to chisel a chestnut on her head: "What are you thinking?"

It's also a shame that the body under the clothes itself is a poor breast, and after being wrapped up by him with strips of cloth, it only looks very strong in the chest, otherwise it would have to be exposed under the touch. Even so, when he was pressed tightly by the little girl, the strange tingling and itching still made him feel uncomfortable in his bones.

Zhang Yu was a little embarrassed, quietly put his hands behind his back, kicked the dirt under his feet, peeked at Cen Qing's face, and then exclaimed as if he had suddenly discovered a new continent: "You, you, why is your face red?"

"Nonsense, the rain is so heavy, and I run so fast, like I keep getting a big ear scraper, if it's you, don't you blush?"

"But your appearance ......" If Cen Qing still has a bit of manly heroism after makeup, but at this moment, her makeup has been washed off by the rain, and she is a full daughter.

"I said that I am a demon, what is a demon? It is called a demon if it is different from people, and it is also called a demon with a beautiful appearance, haven't you learned it in a book?" Cen Qing gave her another burst, picked her up again, and warned, "Don't move around, or I will throw you down as soon as I am nervous, and you will fall into the torrent and turn into a loach." ”

Zhang Yu's body trembled, and he muttered, "Then you must be a flower demon." ”

The more than 100-mile mountain road from Guangshui to Yiyang looks extremely rugged, the width of the road is at most two zhang, and the narrow place is even less than nine feet, and the peaks and peaks on both sides are continuous. Because of the heavy rain in the sky, the yellow turbid torrent in the valley was churning and roaring, and Cen Qing walked along the water's edge, as if walking at the mouth of the Yellow River.

But even so, in Zhang Yu's mouth, it has become a traffic artery.

"This is the road to Wusheng Pass, from the Central Plains to Jinghu Lake in addition to taking Nanyang Xiangyang, there are only three canyons, from west to east are Pingjing Pass, Wusheng Pass and Jiuli Pass, also known as Yiyang Three Passes, the Jin people have not fought for decades, stationed in Yiyang to guard the three passes is my uncle. ”

After the little girl was blamed by Cen Qing, she was finally willing to honestly hug Cen Qing's neck and not touch it, but after a while, she was happy like a child again.

"Cen Qing, Cen Qing, what kind of song did you secretly sing last night after I fell asleep? It sounds like a long and short sentence, but the words are a bit plain. Compared with me, I still prefer Mr. Su's words: Last year, outside the Yuhang Gate, the snow flew like a poplar flower......"

While chattering on Cen Qing's back, she hummed Su Shi's juvenile tour, and sang a song of Sigui with a cheerful feeling.

"Cen Qing Cen Qing, do you know whose poems are the most famous in Lin'an now?"

"Don't talk yet. ”

Cen Qing's voice suddenly became serious, and he carried her on his back a few times, jumped onto a thick tree, trotted a few steps along the trunk, crossed a distance of seven or eight feet, bounced lightly on the thin branches of another tree, turned over and landed on the high cliff wall like a bird, and then looked up at the opposite side.

The light of the torch came from afar.

On the winding mountain road, some people were rushing on a rainy night, and Cen Qing saw it in the firelight, these people were the same car before, and then they were scared away by their own lines. It's just that I didn't want to cause trouble at the time, and I didn't bother to pay attention to where they were.

Now that he has been targeted by the people of the official yamen, Cen Qing also quietly followed with the idea of not worrying about lice, only to see that the three people were wearing hats and robes, holding a sword in one hand, but carrying a burden in the other, I don't know what was wrapped in the baggage, dripping juice down the way, even in the heavy rain, there was a faint fishy smell.

"There was human blood dripping from that baggage. ”

Zhang Yu saw Cen Qing bending down to check the juice, his face turned pale again, and he reluctantly said, "The ghosts you gave me, one of them said it." ”

is not afraid of demons and monsters, but is afraid of blood and death, this descendant of the Heavenly Master's family is really strange, thinking like this, Cen Qing also asked casually.

"Because I've been different from other kids since I was a kid...... Being able to see things that others can't. Zhang Yu said, with inexplicable nostalgia in his tone, "What a ghost, a god, a demon or something, but most of them are weak and pitiful, so I'm not too afraid." Later, after getting to know Star Chasing, I don't have to be afraid. ”

Isn't this nonsense, the capital was originally at the feet of the Son of Heaven, the spirit of the king shocked the ghosts and gods, and a heavenly master was in charge, the demons and monsters who could survive either had a backstage, or in the eyes of others, they were not worth doing at all.

Listening to her words, Cen Qing became more and more determined to not go to Lin'an, unless one day he successfully turned back into a human or became a big monster standing at the top of this world.

Although it is a five-hundred-year-old transformation monster, in front of those monks who have cultivated to the Jindan Yuanying, or the demon immortals who have crossed the tribulation for thousands of years, they just sound like they are very weak, and they can only bully mortals and ordinary martial artists to have a good time.

Cen Qing thinks that he can only walk around and try his luck now, for example, the elixir in the Caizhou zombie tomb, although it sounds like a trap, but what if it is true?

What if you let yourself bump into the **** luck?

With this speculative mentality, Cen Qing hung the three guys from a distance and followed them to the front of an ancient temple.

This temple is very small, enter the mountain gate is the main hall, plus a few clean rooms and wing rooms in the back, covering an area of more than ten zhang in a radius, but the inside is pitch black, there is no fire and no chanting sound, it seems that the Buddha has been abandoned for a long time.

Cen Qing hid in a dense tree, the wind and rain covered his figure and voice, in the field of vision, the three people stopped when they walked to the mountain gate, and stood scattered in a zigzag shape, and the leader shouted: "Where is the king of Xiaoshan? Under the order of the lord of Zhao Fort, the king of Runan, I invite the honorable monarch to participate in the blood feast at the beginning of June, and also invite the honorable monarch to appear for a while." ”

This person is about a beginner in the rivers and lakes, and the clichés are nondescript, not to mention the tone of the front and back, just what is the title of the former official and post-Jianghu lord of the king of Runan, Zhao Bao, makes the two people on the tree frown, but I don't know who the Xiaoshan Jun who lives in this dilapidated temple is, and what the feast of blood and food is.

After the man finished shouting, Cen Qing was curious, but he smelled a fishy and stench at the end of his nose, and Zhang Yu behind him also reached out to cover his nose almost at the same time.

On the flat ground where the three of them were, a strange wind burst out, spinning the rain in front of the mountain gate around, and a stout man suddenly appeared in front of the three of them, roared angrily, and reached out with a furry slap and grabbed at the leader.

Cen Qing's gaze suddenly tightened, the strangeness of this big man's appearance, coupled with that fishy aura, when he saw his palm at this moment, he instantly guessed that this person was also a flesh and blood monster who had transformed into shapes.

The rain splashed upwards for a moment, then fell back again, washing the three of them crookedly, and the leader was still standing in place, but the burden in his hand was held high.

Under the firelight, the big man's palm was already against his chest, but he didn't continue to stretch forward, and the huge nose on the hideous and ugly face sniffed, revealing a strange expression, and his voice was like a broken gong: "What is this?"

"I heard that the king of the Whistling Mountains likes to eat the hearts and livers of human beings, so he has prepared a small gift here. The man politely unwrapped the baggage, exposing the pile of fresh flesh to the firelight.

"Vomit ......"

Although Zhang Yu covered his mouth and nose, he still felt sick to his stomach silently on Cen Qing's back, Cen Qing looked at the pile of internal organs, and also felt nauseous, but the three people under his feet seemed to have been doing this kind of thing for a long time, and they didn't even tremble with their fingers to open the baggage.

"I don't understand what you're talking about, and I don't know any King Runan, for the sake of what you brought, I won't eat you today, get out of here." The great man named Whistling Mountain snatched the burden, cracked open the bloody mouth with four huge fangs, and poured the bag of flesh into his mouth, chewing until the blood was splashed.

"This bag of heart and liver was dug up in a village thirty miles away by me an hour ago, and I ran all the way here, lest the taste be wrong and hurt Whistling Mountain, now I can only say that it is still fresh, after all, I have walked all the way, I am afraid that it is a little cold. The leader of the man talked eloquently in the face of the man-eating monster, and he didn't seem to put life and death in his eyes at all, and the shrewdness of withdrawing and leaving when he saw the opportunity a few days ago seemed to be two different personalities, which made Cen Qing feel quite weird, "The blood food banquet at the beginning of June is a banquet specially prepared by Lord Zhao Bao, the king of Runan, for all the demon monarchs, the content is all good flesh and blood, exquisite hearts and livers, and all kinds of beautiful treasures for you to use, if the king of Xiaoshan is interested, please accept this invitation, and the inferior people can go back to the business." ”

As he spoke, he took out a crimson invitation from his bosom and handed it to Whistling Mountain-kun.

After devouring the pile of flesh and blood, the Whistling Mountain King squinted at the invitation, and suddenly reached out and grabbed a hole in the chest of the leader of the man, and laughed wildly at the same time: "Who said it's cold, isn't it hot......"

The sharp claw was inserted into the man's chest, but the laughter of the Whistling Mountain King was suddenly interrupted, and the man with the intestines piercing the stomach grinned, his laughter was sharp and piercing, and at the same time slowly retreated, pulling the Whistling Mountain's claws out of his chest again: "Little White Tiger, I didn't expect you to be so anxious after many years." ”

"Phew, it's your fox's dead puppet again. Whistling Mountain stared at the large hole in the man's chest and spat angrily.

"Hee-hee, just know it's me, I've already delivered the invitation, remember to come." The corners of the leader's lips did not move, but the strange voice still lingered around him, "It's not easy to eat hot food, but I brought you two pieces of fresh meat from the tree next to me, and it's up to you if you can't eat it." ”

Cen Qing was shocked in his heart, the eyes of the tiger-faced man Xiao Shanjun had already looked at him from afar, and in an instant, as soon as he took out the spear from the spirit bracelet, a heaven-shattering tiger roar sounded in his ears.

The next moment, the fishy wind blew in the face, and the branches and leaves and the rain suddenly burst in front of him.