The night breeze brought an icy coolness, and Zong Xiu woke up from the darkness again. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The starlight was faint, the night insects were singing, and there was a corpse hanging between the trunks of the black shadows, and Zong Xiu was lying on the corpse like a small beast, his hands tightly wrapped around his already cold torso, and his body and hands were covered with viscous liquid that had not yet dried up, which was blood that had not yet coagulated.

Zong Xiu was terrified in his heart, and hurriedly let go of his hand, and immediately fell from the trunk of the tree, and he didn't care about the pain, so he ran away.

This is not the first time Zong Xiu has seen a corpse, but the fear in his heart has not diminished.

As before, he slept well, and when he woke up in the middle of the night, he always found himself in strange places, sometimes in the cemetery, sometimes in the morgue, and even once at the scene of the murder, and he was still terrified many days later. From the time he can remember to now being fifteen years old, for more than ten years, Zong Xiu has been in the company of dead people many times.

There was a strange and familiar feeling at the center of the eyebrows, but it was stronger than ever, like a cold spring flowing deep into the brain, and as if there was a dark whirlpool at the center of the eyebrows, sucking a gentle cold wind into it.

Zong Xiu couldn't help but let out a little moan, with fear in his heart, mixed with inexplicable joy, every time he inhaled the cold wind at the center of his eyebrows, his limbs suddenly gave birth to an indescribable sense of comfort, as if the whole person was flying in the sky, fluttering and not knowing where he was.

In this way, with fear and excitement, Zong Xiu stumbled to a small stream, and then the whole person jumped in, and under the washing of the stream, the blood stains that had been stained from the corpse began to melt, faintly rippling a wisp of blood.

Zong Xiu's chaotic mood returned to calm, and he began to think about a question: it had been half a month since he left the city and entered the deep mountains, which were full of vast mountains and inaccessible to people, how could he happen to come across a corpse that had just died, and it was still full of blood?

Zong Xiu was puzzled, but he didn't plan to explore, washed his body, wrung out his clothes, and left in a hurry. Fortunately, every time he had a night tour attack, he didn't walk far, and with the memories of the day, Zong Xiu quickly found the location of the camp.

The camp is set up on a hill, and there are many insects and ants in the deep mountains, so they cannot sleep on the ground, so people who enter the mountain will carry small sewn cloth tents for themselves to rest. A bonfire was lit in front of the camp to drive away the beasts.

As soon as Zong Xiu climbed the hill, a loud shout came: "Dead Ah Xiu, where did you go?"

Zong Xiu saw that a girl about the same age as him jumped down from the branch on the side, with a slightly round face and a beautiful appearance, but she stared at Zong Xiu angrily, it was Zhao Lingxuan, the young lady of the Zhao family who was on duty at night.

The Gucheng clan and the Shancheng Zhao family are both declining Xiuzhen families, separated from each other and close to each other, every time they enter the mountain, they are together, and they have already become world friends for several generations. The team entering the mountain this time was led by Zong Xiu's uncle, Zong Ze, the head of the Zong family, and Zhao Lingxuan's father, Zhao Mingde, the head of the Zhao family in the mountain city, and Zhao Lingxuan was on duty tonight.

"Say, where did you go?"

Zhao Lingxuan approached Zong Xiu, her curved eyebrows curled, her eyes round, and she looked like an angry little female beast.

"I ...... I didn't go anywhere. Zong Xiu's heart was weak for a while.

"When I'm blind, you're obviously walking back from outside......" Zhao Lingxuan poked Zong Xiu with her sword scabbard, and then said, "Why are your clothes crumpled?"

Although the clothes were wrung up, they didn't dry so quickly, Zong Xiu hurriedly said: "I saw a small stream nearby during the day, so I went out to take a bath. ”

Zhao Lingxuan sighed, but the look of suspicion rose again, and said, "I have been guarding the tree for the night, how did you get out?"

"I ...... I snuck out from the other end...... I'm afraid of being seen by you. ”

Zong Xiu made up lies, in fact, Zong Xiu didn't know how to avoid people when night wandering syndrome attacked.

"Excuses!"

Zhao Lingxuan still maintained her angry appearance, and said: "I don't wash for so much time, but when I pick a shift, I am obviously lazy, and I don't look at how much time I missed?"

Zong Xiu was stunned for a moment, and then remembered that he should be on duty for the second half of the night today, and after ensuring that he would be on duty for an extra hour next time, Zhao Lingxuan's anger calmed down, and he muttered and ran to sleep.

Add a few dead trees to the bonfire, and then find a comfortable position to sit down on the side, Zong Xiu's eyes stared into the distance in a daze, the night wind whimpered, and the flames pulsed.

Zong Xiu rubbed his eyebrows, there was a slight depression, the strange feeling that had disappeared quickly in the past had not completely subsided, and the cold coldness flowed in it, bringing a trace of refreshment.

Zong Xiu was immersed in it, his consciousness began to blur, and the staggered images flickered, and thick blood filled the room. Zong Xiu tried to see a shadow, but the shadow suddenly turned into a demon and pounced on him, grabbing Zong Xiu's arms tightly.

"Ah!" Zong Xiu woke up with a scream again, but what caught his eye was Zhao Lingxuan's pretty face.

"Ah what, you still sleep at night, you want to die!" Zhao Lingxuan grabbed Zong Xiu's arm and lifted him up, "Fortunately, it's me, if the elders come to see it, they won't break your legs!"

"Multi-...... Thanks a lot. ”

Zhao Lingxuan waved his hand and said, "What is there to thank for?" Then his eyes rolled and he added: "But if there is a shortage of places this time...... You can't fight with me!"

Zong Xiu was shocked, and hurriedly said, "No!"

Zhao Lingxuan suddenly became angry: "Why can't you do it? Look at you like you're so lazy, it's a waste to give you a quota." ”

Then he changed his tone and said a little coquettishly: "Ah Xiu, I know that you are a good person, you give up the quota, and when I enter the fairy gate, I must always remember your goodness, what do you command, bring me a letter, I will do it, okay?"

In the end, he patted his chest and promised: "If you give me the quota, even if you can't learn the immortal method, I will let you live well and be rich for a lifetime." ”

It seems to sound good, but listening to these soft words, Zong Xiu inexplicably felt a trace of sourness in his heart, and even more angry dregs flooded, because three years ago, Zong Xiu heard the same words, from his cousin who played with him, the daughter of Uncle Zong Ze.

Zhao Lingxuan's disgusted and happy face unconsciously coincided with Zong Zixin's appearance of begging him at that time, Zong Xiu thought that he had forgotten it a long time ago, but he didn't expect it to be hidden in the depths of his heart. Although he is one year younger, twelve-year-old Zong Xiu is naïve and naïve, and eleven-year-old Zong Zixin has learned to deceive people with innocent expressions.

Three years have passed, Zong Xiu, who was supposed to enter the Xianmen, is still looking for medicine, mining, hunting beasts, and is busy in the world, but Zong Zixin, who was supposed to do these jobs, is learning the mysterious immortal method in the Xianmen, and the promise he promised at the beginning is even more fleeting, and he will forget it in an instant.

If it hadn't been experienced once, Zong Xiu might have been moved, facing Zhao Lingxuan's lovely expression, Zong Xiu's heart was transparent, but he said vaguely: "There shouldn't be a shortage, we have been preparing for three years, and the medicinal materials and ores should be enough......"

But in my heart I thought: Dream on you!

This time, there were a total of three young disciples from the Zong and Zhao families, in addition to Zong Xiu and Zhao Lingxuan, there was also Zhao Shucheng, the eldest young master of the Zhao family, and Zhao Wan'er, Zong Ziyu, and Zong Zixin entered when the mountain gate was opened last time.

The materials prepared this time are slightly more than last time, but the original advanced disciples must also be supplied, if there is no extra harvest along the way, it is really impossible to enter the three of them.

There are five major immortal cultivation sects in the depths of the Luoxia Mountain Range, and when you enter the sect, you have to pay an entrance fee, and you have to pay a study fee to practice the immortal method inside, and you can only enter the outer gate. But even so, various families are still rushing to send the young children of the family to the mountain gate.

If it is possible, who doesn't want to live forever, Zong Xiu will not be an exception, coupled with his strange behavior, maybe he can find the answer in the Xianmen, how can he let go of this opportunity?