The flames consumed life, and the firelight sang an elegy under the night sky. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The three ponies are in the well, feeling the earth twitch and tremble as the cannonballs blow and listen to the crackling of the flames. If it weren't for this well, they would have died in a raging sea of fire, which is terrifying to think about.

I don't know how long it took for the above to gradually subside, and the three of them recovered from their horror.

"Eun Gong, Eun Gong ......"

When the pony heard Miss Murong's voice, he was shocked to realize that he had jumped down with Miss Murong in his arms in a critical situation just now, and at this moment he hugged her, hurriedly let go, and said: "I have to do it, offend the girl, and ask the girl for forgiveness!"

Miss Murong said softly: "Meng Engong has rescued him several times, Murong Yuxin is too late to be grateful, the situation is very serious, how can I be offended." If Meng Engong doesn't dislike it, he will call me Yu Xin in the future. At that time, the well was dim, Murong Yuxin's face was flushed, and the pony did not notice it.

"Then Miss Murong will not be commensurate with her husband in the future, just call me a pony. ”

"This, how does this make this?" Murong Yuxin said hurriedly.

The monk replied: "What's wrong with this, others call me a monk, and you also call me a monk; others call him a pony, why can't you call him a pony? ”

Murong Yuxin said: "Engong is a little older than me, I'm afraid it's unreasonable for me to call Xiaoma, so I'm ...... Then I'll call you Brother Pony. ”

"That's fine, let's go out first!" said the pony, holding his hands and feet on both sides of the shaft, and climbed up first.

At dawn, it is the most tranquil and quiet. Everything was calm, as if last night's tragedy had been a nightmare.

When the ponies return to the surface, they find several huts razed to the ground overnight, and the ashes and scorched earth seem to be an indictment of the ruthlessness of the world.

"The Blood Hall is really terrifying, the imperial court has clearly ordered that guns and ammunition cannot be hidden privately, and they actually use such a powerful guy, isn't this against the imperial court?" the monk said.

"I'm not sure if it's from the Blood Hall. If so, why didn't they even let go of Miss Murong, wasn't she a bargaining chip in negotiations with Lord Murong Zhuang? If not, then who was going to impersonate them? Hu Zhenshan said that he came for something, could it be that the purpose of all these people was for this thing? And Lord Murong Zhuang owned or knew the secret about this thing. Xiao Ma said worriedly: "I hope it's not from the Blood Monster Hall, or ......" He didn't continue, but Murong Yuxin and the monk both understood what the pony meant, if it was really the Blood Monster Hall's doing, it meant that something had happened to Murong Villa. If not, how could Murong Yuxin go from being captured alive to being killed?

"Without further ado, let's hurry to Murong Villa. Pony said.

"That's not the way we can go. The monk said.

The pony smiled bitterly: "Last night I tied my horse to the woods on the other side of the cliff, just because I was worried that if I encountered an attack, even the mount would suffer, but I didn't expect them to come to a fire bombardment. ”

The horses were still there, and the hoof prints on the ground around them were messy, and it was obvious that they had been startled by the artillery fire last night, but they could not escape, and could only struggle near the reins.

The clothes were wet, and they had been soaking in the well for so long, so the three of them had to make a fire on the spot and dry their clothes before setting off. Pony seemed to see a flash of inspiration on the monk's back in the fire last night, as if something was on his back, and he took a special look while he was drying his clothes, and found that there was nothing on his back.

The three of them guessed that Murong Villa might have suffered an accident, and they rode their horses wildly. When passing through the Snake Ridge, the pony took a closer look, the mountain road less than four feet wide, on both sides are smooth cliffs, the mountain road twists and turns, the distance of ten zhang has turned a few bends, often heard the sound and does not see people, the heart said: This place is really dangerous, if you set up an ambush in this place, it is really no way to enter the heavens and no door. However, apart from the fact that the road was really difficult, everything went surprisingly smoothly and there were no obstacles.

About two hours later, the three ponies had arrived at the foot of Murong Villa. Murong Villa was built more than 30 years ago, and the owner of the village, Murong Yuntian, was brave and heroic, and was admired by everyone in the martial arts. With the "Dragon Sword Technique" with a single hand of strange moves and thousands of weather, he is among the top ten masters of martial arts. When he was young, he helped the weak, punished the evil and promoted the good, established his prestige in the four seas, and supported justice in Kyushu. At its peak, it suddenly settled here, although it had many contacts with friends in the rivers and lakes, but it rarely asked about the affairs of the rivers and lakes. Nearly half a hundred years old, he started to have a daughter, who is regarded as a pearl in the palm of his hand, and he is very loved. More than 10 years ago, Miaoshou Shenni visited the villa and was very fond of Yu Xin, so he accepted him as a closed disciple and brought him to Mt. Boye to learn art and teach carefully. For more than ten years, except for correspondence, he rarely returned home.

Ten years ago, Xiao Ma lived in the villa with his father-in-law for a few days, and in his memory, the owner of Murong Zhuang had three long beards on his face, his eyes were like torches, and his gestures were awe-inspiring. It was also those days of getting along that made the owner of Murong Zhuang praise him and give him the heirloom knife "Qilin Knife".

The villa is located at the foot of Tianmu Mountain, shaded by green trees, elegant and quiet. The building is magnificent and solemn, simple and elegant, there is no excessive carving of dragons and phoenixes, glazed jade, it can be seen that although the owner has outstanding status, he is a thrifty and benevolent person.

A hurried sound of horses' hooves shattered the tranquility of the lodge, and a few jackdaws whipped their wings and flew away, which sounded ominous. Before the horse could stop, Murong Yuxin had already flown off the horse, and several jumped up the steps and went straight to the gate.

The vermilion lacquer gate had broken away from the door axis and fell to the side, and the courtyard was full of devastation, broken bricks and tiles. The corpses are all over the place, as if you are in hell. Seeing this, Murong Yuxin had already cried out with a "wow", and her body did not stop, and she went straight to the hall. Fearing that she might make a mistake, the pony hurried to follow.

The hall was still in ruins, with corpses scattered everywhere, flesh and blood blurred, and the extreme gore was disgusting. Murong Yuxin hurriedly glanced at it and rushed back again, the road was full of blood, turned a few corners, and when she reached the backyard, she went straight to a stone room on the left.

There were a few black-clothed people lying down in front of the stone door, there was a person nailed to the door, the long sword ran through his chest, half of his body was sparse, unrecognizable, his right hand was holding the dragon sword, and there was no doubt that the figure was the owner of Murong Zhuang.

This was originally a burial chamber, and there was nothing else around the room, but a crystal coffin was placed in the center, and the beautiful woman in the coffin was lifelike, as if she was asleep. From the spiritual position, it can be seen that it is the wife of the owner.

Presumably, it was the owner of Murong Zhuang who desperately protected his wife's coffin from being disturbed, and he couldn't bear to leave before he finally fought to his death. Murong Yuxin cried so much that her heart was also gloomy. The most painful thing in life is life and death, and now that the death is tragic, who can easily accept it?

Xiao Ma wanted to go and comfort him, but he didn't know what to say, so he just stood there quietly, relying on Murong Yuxin to vent to his heart's content. After a long time, the pony picked up Yu Xin and said: "Murong girl, people can't be resurrected after death, you can cry as much as you want, cry as much as you want, finish crying, wipe away your tears, we have to find out the truth as soon as possible, let Ling Zun look under the nine springs, now that the villa is a dangerous place, we should leave this place as soon as possible and make plans." ”

Murong Yuxin's expression was dull, she looked at the pony in a daze, and muttered, "I have no home, I have become an orphan, and I have no home anymore." Tears welled up in his eyes again.

Pony said movingly, "The monk and I are your family, and I won't leave you alone." ”

Murong Yuxin cried for a while before she said, "Then what are we going to do now?"

"We're going to have to start with the Blood Monster Hall to investigate, no matter what, we have to get to the bottom of this matter. ”

Suddenly the monk shouted outside: "You are a human or a ghost, scare your monk grandfather here." ”

"You are so unreasonable as a monk, if I hadn't stopped you just now, I'm afraid that your left hand would have been useless by now. ”

When Xiaoma and Murong Yuxin walked out, they saw a young man dressed as a scholar arguing with a monk. It seems that he should be the same age as the pony, with bright eyes and bright teeth, a face like a crown of jade, and a good look.

It turned out that the monk had just seen a token on a deceased, and walked over to pick it up, but just bent down and stretched out his hand, and suddenly heard someone behind him shouting: "Things are poisonous, don't touch them." The monk was shocked when he thought that there were other living people in this place besides the three of them. That's when he shouted.

"Didn't ask this brother for your surname?"

The scholar saluted and said: "Below is the warmth of the Taibai Yam King Gu Sun Wuya, come here to pay homage to the owner of Murong Zhuang, I don't want the villa to suffer this catastrophe, it is really embarrassing and sentimental." ”

"It turned out to be the medicine king Gusun Divine Doctor's high feet, in the pony, this is the monk of Shanyuan, this is Murong Yuxin, the daughter of the owner of Murong Zhuang, I don't know what Brother Wen has to meet the owner of Murong Zhuang, now he can say it directly to Miss Murong. ”

Listening to the scholar's words, it turned out that Murong Yuntian was fighting the sword and wandering around, and because of fate, he became friends with Sun Wuya and walked the rivers and lakes, and later Murong Yuntian settled down at the foot of Tianmu Mountain, and Sun Wuya also returned to Yaowang Valley to live in seclusion and study medical prescriptions. Later, Mrs. Murong died of illness, and Sun Wuya felt that the owner of the village had a deep affection, and used medicine to preserve Mrs. Murong's body. Now fifteen years have passed, and I came here on the orders of the master, first, to pay homage to the owner, and secondly, to apply medicinal stones to the body, but it was too late.

He had already arrived here yesterday, but the Grim Reaper had just swept through the villa, and even though he had faced all kinds of corpses when he was studying medicine, he still couldn't help but vomit in the face of the tragic image in front of him. He roughly counted it, there were about nearly a hundred corpses, although there were also deaths from sword instruments, but more of them seemed to be non-human, more like being torn apart by a beast, the skin and flesh were all melted, and the bones were charred black, he waited here all night in order to find out, and did not see any abnormalities again.

Pony sighed when he heard this, "We've come all the way, and we've encountered many dangers on the way, and we haven't figured it out yet, so it's better to get out of here and think about it in the long run." ”

The monk said: "Then without further ado, let's find an inn to eat and drink first, monk, I have really had enough of these two days." ”

The four of them wanted to move, and a few figures fell from the wall, and the person who was dressed was the person in the Blood Hall.