Night had fallen, and the sound of hooves on the road was rapid, and the three of them were slaughtered by the pony, taking advantage of the faint starlight to rush to Murong Villa. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

In front of a forest, Miss Murong stopped everyone and said, "Through this forest, one mile ahead is the Snake Ridge, where the cliffs are lined up, the strange rocks are craggy, and there is only a road in the middle that is only four feet wide, rugged and uneven, and it is still difficult to walk in the daytime, and now the moon is weak and the stars are faint, I am afraid that it is even more difficult to walk." Eungong, what are your plans?"

Pony pondered for a moment and said, "We are all martial arts practitioners, and it is okay to walk on the mountain roads, but since the terrain is treacherous, and the moon is dark and the stars are scarce at night, if the enemy sets up an ambush there, we will definitely be in an extremely disadvantageous situation. If we go to Murong Villa here, it will be in one or two hours during the day, so we might as well rest for a while and hurry early tomorrow morning, even if we encounter an ambush from the Blood Monster Hall, it will be more beneficial to us. What do you think?"

Shanyuan said: "Fang Cai should stay in the town for one night, in this wilderness, the wind is cool and foggy at night, where can I settle down?"

Miss Murong said, "When I passed by here a few years ago, I remembered that there was a family on the edge of the forest. They usually provide some tea and omnibus for passing business travelers to make a little money, but I don't know if they are still there, we might as well go and take a look, and maybe we can drink hot tea. ”

"So it's very good, if there is wine to sell, it will be even better, the monk will definitely drink ten bowls of him, haha!" After Shanyuan finished speaking, he ran into the forest first.

There were a few huts on the edge of the forest, but there was no wine or tea. The hut was dilapidated, the fence next to it had almost collapsed, and the yard was littered, and it was evident that no one had lived here for a year and a half.

Seeing this, the monk did not knock on the door, but walked straight through the gap in the fence, pushed open the hidden door, and startled out a few birds. Several of the rooms were covered with cobwebs and dust, and nothing useful could be found, except for the well next to the firewood room behind the house. The fallen leaves and debris are blocked by the manhole cover, and the well water is finally clear.

After eating some dry food with the well water, the pony asked the monk to smash all the tea bowls, dishes, broken jars and jars that had been left behind, and sprinkle them in front of and behind the house. The monk smiled: "Xiaoma, you are not kind, although this is a house without an owner, but we are also considered to have received a favor, so that we will not sleep in the barren forest, and we can't destroy others, and you throw this thing all over the yard, you always have to walk, right?"

"Just go and sprinkle it, I have a point. With that, the pony went out with a large ball of black rope. It was the rope he had torn, rubbed or connected with the rags and clothes he had just rummaged through the house and the silk thread and vines, and he had deliberately made it dirty in the mud. As the horses passed, the pony led them all out, and after a while came back empty-handed.

A fire rose in the middle of the room, and Tu Duan leaned against the earthen wall on the left side and closed his eyes and pretended to sleep, and he seemed to be much older in half a day, and the arrogance and ruthlessness were gone. The monk lay on his side on the square table facing the door, carrying his gourd, and slowly drinking wine. Miss Murong took a firewood branch, sat on the right side and pulled the fire, saw the pony coming back, and asked, "Where did Engong lead the horse, why did it take so long?" Although she asked her to call him pony directly more than once, Murong girl still called him Engong, and the pony followed her.

"The horses were tied to the woods on the other side of the mountain. The Blood Hall is secretive, and I'm worried that they will attack at night, so be a little vigilant, and if they come, we can also detect it. It's been a tiring day today, so go to bed early. After the pony finished speaking, he turned to Shanyuan and said, "Monk, you can sleep too, maybe when you have to fight hard again, you can rest for a while." ”

The wind blew into the house, the firelight swayed, and the images were mottled. The Murong girl and the monk had already slept in their clothes, and the pony looked at the fire dance, not sleepy at all. I thought that it would have been a very simple thing for me to send a letter to the owner of Murong Village this time, but I didn't expect to run into his daughter being chased and killed halfway, so I got involved. There is no clue about the affairs of the Blood Monster Hall, and there are lonely ghosts seeking revenge, which makes things more and more complicated. Although the Blood Demon Hall is not famous in the rivers and lakes, it is cautious, step-by-step, and has many minions, so it is not surprising that it is not surprising that Miss Murong can be found. However, the lonely soul and wild ghost have not set foot in the Central Plains for twenty years, and this time they came to Murong Yuntian to take revenge, why didn't they go directly to Murong Villa and come to find Murong Girl? Second, how could Miss Murong easily find them if they had never met them before, and how could they easily find them? How did they know that Miss Murong was among them? There seemed to be a black hand hidden behind the scenes, manipulating all this. Thinking about the mastermind behind this scene, he can't predict the prophet, the reason why he knows that Miss Murong is there may be because he made a mark, and when he sees the mark, he knows that Miss Murong is there. What mark? A flash of lightning seems to run through the pony's head: Slaughter!

A cold light broke through the window with a strong wind and went straight to the pony-faced door, and at the same time a thumb-sized projectile flew out of the door, and landed in the fire, and a cloud of yellow smoke dispersed, and the fire was extinguished. When the fire was extinguished, there seemed to be a cold light from the window heading straight for Tu Xuan.

The pony jumped behind him to avoid the attack and shouted, "Monk, you stay." The man had broken through the window like lightning, and when his eyes fell, he saw a figure three or four feet away rushing towards the woods. The pony rose and fell, followed into the woods, broke a few branches, and threw it at the man's back. The man ran as if he had eyes on his back, and his right hand was caught behind his back, and then flung back, and the branches shot back and forth at the pony.

"Oops......" the pony exclaimed, as if he had been hit by a branch, and the man stopped and turned back to see what was going on. As soon as he turned around, he saw a fist hitting the bridge of his nose, and he finally reacted quickly, eagerly turning his head to the left side, and rubbing his fist against his ear, which really startled him. The pony took the lead with one move, where would he miss the opportunity, and when he made a mistake in his body shape, he smashed it with a punch.

The man was caught off guard just now and was almost hit, but now he stabilized his body, and when he saw the pony pounced, he didn't dodge, and swung his fist to meet him. The forest was dim, the fallen leaves were driven by the strong wind, scattered and flying, and the two had exchanged more than 20 moves in a blink of an eye.

The more the pony fought, the more surprised he became, why the kung fu routine of the person with the hollow mask in front of him was so similar to his own, this kind of fighting style and interception skills that were fast and powerful, could not be done without special and special training. This kind of secret technique is only available to people like them in secret organizations, but this person in front of him can be so skillful and so beneficial.

With a bang, they each took three steps back, and the masked man looked at the pony fixedly, and the pony was stunned, and his eyes were so bright, like the most dazzling gems in the night. Many years ago, he used to have a friend with such bright eyes, only later......

The masked man had a mixture of doubt and coldness in his eyes, and after a moment he turned around and swept away, and the pony was stunned for a moment before returning to the hut thoughtfully.

The monk had already rekindled the fire, and Tu Duan was lying on the ground with an arrow stuck in his eyebrows, and he had already lost his breath. It seems that the Masked Man was here for Tu Du, sneaking on the pony and then extinguishing the fire, killing Tu Duan when the people in the house couldn't adjust to the sudden darkness. Who is this person's way of doing things, the number of martial arts sets so similar to his own, and the ability to know how to avoid the mechanism set by the pony?

"Didn't the murderer see it?" asked the monk as he saw the pony return empty-handed.

The pony shook his head, "Gone." ”

"Gone, why did you let him go?"

The pony looked at the monk and asked, "Monk, why didn't the porcelain tiles be poured into the front yard?"

"Uh, this ......" Shanyuan touched his bald head and sneered: "I thought that the front yard was going to walk back and forth, so it didn't fall." ”

"Monk, you really can't do ......" Pony was about to scold in anger, but when he thought about his return, he didn't care, it was his own negligence, so he didn't say anything more.

Suddenly, there was a jingle from the other side of the woods, and the pony whispered, "Someone's coming." He quickly put out the fire, then pointed to the next room, and the three of them flashed in.

Shanyuan put his ear to the ground and said, "Monk, why didn't I hear anyone moving?"

"First, there is still a little distance, and second, the person who comes must be extraordinary. So the footsteps are soft, and wait. The pony whispered, "I've pulled ropes all around here, and I've tied them with broken porcelain tiles, which make a noise when someone touches them." ”

"Maybe some beast has touched it?"

"It's possible, but it's more than three feet above the ground, and ordinary animals can't touch it, so it's better to be careful. ”

Before the monk could say anything, he saw the pony signal to silence him, then pointed to his ear. He listened attentively, and there were several sounds of porcelain tiles breaking around the hut, and he carefully discerned one on the east and west sides and one at the back of the house, and through the tattered window paper, there were also two figures in front of him.

At current estimates, there were five people who came. The footsteps are light and steady, the breath is soothing and long, and the martial arts cultivation is obviously not weak.

The monk looked at the pony, pointed to the back of the house, and wiped his hand around his neck. The pony waved his hand and gestured to wait. It is not clear whether the comer is friend or foe, so we should not act rashly. Seize the opportunity to kill with one hit. These people are obviously not the same as the masked man just now, otherwise they would definitely not have come back to encircle and suppress after the sneak attack was successful, and they had already been startled.