The dark and silent night, the deathly loneliness, the dilapidated inn, the cobweb-covered walls and windows, looked even more desolate, and the lanterns left under the eaves were still swaying when the wind was blowing, but most of them were broken. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The young man in white examined every object here, the broken made everything look like something very old, and the old man was still leading the way silently. She looked at the faint flames, and found that the old man's walking pace was very peculiar, every step he took, he first followed the ground, and then the soles of his feet touched the ground, from the point of view of his body, there was no difference from ordinary people walking.

But if you look closely, you will find that the old man's body has been in a state of straightening, and only when the body is straightened, it is not easy to fall on the heels. However, most of the old people of this age have their bodies rickety, and no matter how good their health is, they will not walk with their bodies straight, because young people with strong bodies have never been like this.

The young man in white thought for a while, then shook his head in self-denial, secretly thinking that he was scaring himself, an old man was just thinking too much.

Soon I walked into the house, and the starlight in the sky was gradually obscured by the eaves of the house, and the surrounding scenery seemed even darker than just now, but it was scorched black.

Zhuo Yifan was still standing in the dark night, looking at the back that had been far away from him, he didn't know what to do at this time, he couldn't help but think about the old man's suspicion, and secretly wondered if he should tell them what he knew. But as for the old man's eyes were the same as the barefoot old man before, he was not too sure at this time, maybe it was just an illusion of fear.

Thinking of the domineering appearance of the young man in white, letting them sleep in the wooden coffin can be regarded as venting his anger for himself, Zhuo Yifan did not say anything.

With a horse rope in his right hand, he followed the light emitted by the stars, and led the three horses in turn to the damaged stable, and he found a secluded corner and spread some dry weeds as a perch for tonight.

After laying out the straw couch, he let out a long breath, calmed his heartbeat, and lay down comfortably on it.

Because there is a piece of damage on the top of the stable, Zhuo Yifan, who is lying below, can lie down and see a little starlight, although the surroundings are quiet and dark, but he can see the slightest light when he looks up, for a person who is in the dark, it is still very happy, and the light also gives him a sense of security.

Because in such a situation, Zhuo Yifan's worries have not completely disappeared, he didn't dare to close his eyes too early, for fear of being invaded by something in his sleep, so he listened vigilantly and quietly to the sounds around him.

At this time, the two young men in white had been taken by the old man to a house, because the house was in disrepair, and the wooden door was long gone, leaving only one still lying on the wall, like a drunken beggar, lying on a rotten wall.

The old man walked slowly into the house, walked to the wall of the inner door, stretched out the oil lamp in his hand and lit a broken candle, which was only half the length of his little finger, and the dim light could only illuminate the corner of the wall. It's still black everywhere, so to speak, there is an outward form, but no inner substance, almost the same as the dotless.

The old man didn't go in completely, he just stood inside the threshold and said to the two of them, "There are a few beds here, but the slabs are hard, so you can just take a break." Without waiting for the two to answer, he slowly turned around and walked out slowly.

When he walked to the door, the old man turned his head, the yellow flame flickered on his face, and the black hole eyes looked at the two of them, and said quietly: "The candle is very short, and it will be burned out in a while, so you should rest quickly." After speaking, without waiting for the two to speak, he left again.

The junior sister looked at him in the distance, and said in a raised voice: "Senior brother, why is this old man weird?"

When the young man in white heard his words, he couldn't help but look in the direction where the old man left, she also felt this way, it was just weird, but she couldn't say why for a while. She frowned and thought for a while, then turned to her junior sister and said, "Yi'er, no matter what kind of demon he is, it seems that he will have to set up our Bashan Bafang Xuanmen Array tonight." ”

When the junior sister heard this, she nodded vigorously to the young man in white, indicating that she agreed.

Bashan is located in the western region, is a prestigious sect of martial arts, many disciples, because it is located in the Bashan Mountains, with the help of the dangerous terrain, the Bashan faction was born, and Shushan is known as the land of Bashu. Although they have strong strength, they are all people of Xuanmen, and they pay attention to the pure and plain, idle clouds and wild cranes, and the unearthly natural mountain life, so they have never asked about the affairs of the rivers and lakes, unless the rivers and lakes encounter a catastrophe that will never recover.

This white-clothed young man is Yu Qingqiu, a disciple of Bashan, who secretly ran out of Bashan with his junior sister and came to find their senior brother He Qingfeng.

And the Octagon Xuanmen Array they arranged tonight is a mystic barrier to ward off evil spirits and exorcisms, and one of the four major formations of Bashan. It passes through the four directions and four corners, that is, east, west, south, north, southeast, southwest, northwest, northeast eight directions, using the art of Xuanmen and the Yin and Yang compass, according to the innate eight directions, from the east, Kanxi, Qiannan, Kunbei, Xunxin, Gen northwest, to the southeast, to the northeast, Shunyang, foot three circles, chanting the mantra of Xuanmen, treating foreign objects.

Then go in reverse, come in three circles, point in all directions, inherit the lifeline of the eight directions, block the evil yin and go to the eight directions, and see the sun and the moon across the stars.

Cloth star runes in the eight directions, hanging in turn, burning the spark on the dark side of the compass, mixing the compass ash with fingers, drawing the eight star runes, suddenly a yellow mang, from the east and through, connecting the eight directions, converging into a golden circle, projecting the compass, the golden mangs disappeared instantly, and the array of the eight directions of the Xuanmen was completed.

Yu Qingqiu was frightened, looked at the formation and said to his junior sister: "Now you can rest assured." ”

"Senior sister, your formation is getting faster and faster, and it is getting more and more powerful, I can't compare with you. Senior sister Yi'er pouted.

Yu Qingqiu glanced at her beauty, her pretty face was full of smiles, she pointed at the tip of her sister's nose, and said with a smile: "Hehe, you! are too lazy, and you don't usually study hard, how can you reach the level of your senior sister!"

"Oh, senior sister, it's hard to avoid the master to get clean, why do you talk about me like this, ignore you!" The senior sister turned her back to Yu Qingqiu, pretending to be angry.

Seeing the appearance of the junior sister, Yu Qingqiu shook his head helplessly, and then pretended to know that he was wrong, and said softly: "Okay, okay, I know it's wrong, I can't say it yet, senior sister." ”

Yi'er's eyes flashed, she turned around and pulled the corners of her mouth up, and said coquettishly: "It's pretty much the same." ”

Yu Qingqiu's eyebrows were slightly raised, there was no way to take her junior sister, she shook her head helplessly, and she seemed even more speechless.

The night breeze is blowing, the long night is not over, and the dawn seems to be far, far away from tonight.

Zhuo Yifan lay on the grass, looking up at the starry sky, but he couldn't sleep peacefully, although it was a good night to sleep.

It has been a long time since he left home, and he has encountered a lot of things, and these things have to keep him awake all the time. Life is only once for everyone, and he doesn't want to spend this night and never wake up.