Zhangjia Village is built by the mountains and rivers, and the farthest distance between each family is only one mile, and it is very convenient to visit each other. Zhang Li led Qu Fan into the village, this village gave Qu Fan the first feeling, green mountains and green waters, birds singing and flowers, and there are clouds and mist above the village, like a fairyland on earth.

"Brother Zhang, the environment here is very good!" Qu Fan praised.

Zhang Li listened, with a proud look in his eyes, "Of course, not only the environment, but also the silkworm raising techniques that have been passed down from generation to generation in our Zhangjia Village, and the god silk, which is also well-known." ”

Then, with a very exaggerated expression, he said: "It is precisely because of this silkworm raising technique that every family in our village has enough food and clothing, compared to other villages nearby, it is very different, and people in other villages are proud to marry in our Zhangjia Village." ”

Qu Fan sighed, but he was slightly surprised that this Zhangjia Village was not ordinary, and he was thinking of the village that Zhang Li had just walked around a few times before entering, and there was obviously a small road that could be reached by going straight, so he was puzzled, so he asked: "Brother Zhang, why didn't you just take that path into the village just now?"

Zhang Li smiled and replied: "That path can't be walked, don't think that it looks like you can enter the village directly, but it's actually a trick to confuse people." ”

Qu Fan then asked, "Is there any way to do this?"

Zhang Li explained Qu Fan's confusion and said: "Actually, outside our village, the old chief of our village laid out a formation, and I heard the old chief say that it is called a psychedelic array. If ordinary outsiders don't have people from our village to lead the way, they can only go around in this formation, and they won't be able to enter the village. ”

"Formation" Qu Fan's eyes lit up, he had never heard the gods say that the formation is very remarkable when it is cultivated to the fullest, so he asked Zhang Li: "What is the importance of this formation?"

Zhang Li shook his head: "I don't know, only the old chief understands the doorways inside, and the old chief only taught the people of our village how to enter and exit the village, and when he sees the old chief, Brother Qu can ask him for advice, our old chief is a very kind and enthusiastic old man." ”

"Hearing Brother Zhang say this, this old man must have a high prestige in your village. Qu Fan responded, and then thought to himself, this old lieutenant actually knows the formation, and he is not an ordinary person.

"That is, the old chief is the backbone of our village. As soon as he finished speaking, a worried look appeared on his face, and he immediately said: "The gang of bandits who ransacked Hejia Village seem to be a group of cultivators who have some Taoism, and I don't know if this psychedelic formation can stop this group of people? While speeding up his pace, he urged Qu Fan, "Brother Qu, hurry up, go faster!"

Walking all the way, I crossed two village paths, and came to a place slightly higher than the other houses, and a wooden house appeared in front of me. The house covers an area of about 100 square meters, there is a courtyard in front, and in the northeast corner of the yard, there is a big tree, and under the big tree, there is a gray-haired old man lying leisurely in a wooden chair to rest.

Zhang Li hurriedly walked up and hurriedly called: "The old chief, the old chief, something happened!"

When the old man heard the call, he opened his eyes, saw that it was Zhang Li, and smiled: "What's the matter, Zhang Li?" Then he glanced at Qu Fan who followed up, and was puzzled.

Zhang Li hurriedly said: "Old man, Hejia Village was ransacked by a group of thieves, and many women and children were taken away. ”

The old chief's expression immediately became serious when he heard this, and he just wanted to ask Zhang Li for details, but before he could speak, he heard someone shouting hurriedly.

"The old chief, the old chief, something is wrong, a group of vicious thieves have come outside our village! They want to ransack our village!" I saw a figure, stumbling, hurriedly running this way. By the time this figure approached Qu Fan and them, he was already out of breath. One stumbled, and when he was about to fall, Qu Fan was in a hurry and reached out to help him.

"Thank you, thank you......" The man hurriedly thanked Qu Fan gratefully.

The old chief on the side asked the man, "Zhang Feng, where are the thieves, how far is it from the village?"

Zhang Feng replied in a panic: "I have already come to the village, it is estimated that this will still be in the psychedelic array, but fortunately, I was clever and escaped from them while they were not paying attention." ”

The old chief listened and asked, "How many of them are there?"

Zhang Feng thought for a while and said, "There are about fifty people, but they look different from ordinary thieves, and they are much more powerful in comparison!"

At this time, Zhang Li interjected and said, "Aren't there more than a hundred people?"

Zhang Feng said: "I don't know about this, I was arrested when I met them on the way back to the village." ”

As soon as Zhang Feng finished speaking, Zhang Li immediately told the old chief about the situation in Hejia Village that day.

"This gang of thieves is all evil, very cruel, all the men in Hejia Village have been killed by them, leaving only women and children, and they have also taken them captive!" When he said this, Zhang Li's eyes were red, his fists were clenched, and his fingernails had sunk into the flesh of his palms.

"If it weren't for the fact that my cousin of the He family finally fought with his life and dragged a thief who wanted to take my life, I would have been able to escape, and even so, I was slapped a few times by the thief, and was seriously injured, and ran out of our village with all my will, and I didn't want to faint on the way. ”

Zhang Li began to sob, "The tragic situation of my cousin before his death is still fresh in my memory. His expression turned hideous, and then to frustration and helplessness. At the same time, he looked at Qu Fan.

"When I passed out, thanks to Brother Qu's treatment, otherwise I would have lost my life due to my injuries. After speaking, he began to introduce to the old chief and Zhang Feng: "This is Brother Qu, a cultivator who has just come down from the mountain. ”

Qu Fan greeted the old chief and Zhang Feng and said: "The old chief, Brother Feng, hello, my name is Qu Fan, I have practiced in the mountains for six years, and now I am out of the mountain and want to experience it." Unfortunately, I met Brother Li, who had fainted, on the way, and treated him by the way. ”

Zhang Feng may have been because Qu Fan had helped him just now, and he was very enthusiastic about Qu Fan and said hello to Qu Fan. And the old lieutenant just looked at Qu Fan, and after a sigh, he said to Zhang Li and Zhang Feng seriously: "It is estimated that it won't take long for these thieves to break the formation!"

When Zhang Feng heard this, he shouted out and said anxiously: "Old Chief, what can I do about this?" After listening to Zhang Li's account just now, he is now both scared and worried.

At that moment, the old chief instructed: "Zhang Li, Zhang Feng, you two go and notify all the families and gather all the villagers to the Zhang family ancestral hall." ”

Zhang Li and the others hurriedly agreed, ran quickly, and the figure disappeared from the field of vision of Qu Fan and Lao Lichang after a while. Leaving Qu Fan and Lao Lichang to stand locally.

Qu Fan thought that since he came here and encountered this kind of thing, if he didn't help, he couldn't help it, so he said to the old chief: "I am willing to contribute to the village, and I have practiced in the mountains for six years, so I just want to try my hand at these thieves." ”

"Then there is little brother Lao," the old man said for a long time, then took out a black bone horn from the collar on his chest and blew it.

A melodious and lengthy sound came from the horn of Ugu. At the same time, the villagers, who were doing business, put down their work after hearing the sound of the horn.

"Something is wrong!" the voices came and went, one after the other.