Yang Zongheng sat on the magic wheel, and saw a sparkling river in about half a day. Yang Zongheng's mana was not enough to support the magic wheel's long-distance flight, and with only the magic wheel's own mana, it was a little difficult to reach Shenjiang, so Yang Zongheng put away the magic wheel and walked towards Shenjiang Port.

When he had just walked for a short time, Yang Zongheng saw a yellow cloud in the sky flying towards him, and at first he didn't care too much, just walked forward by himself, but who knew that the yellow cloud finally slowly landed not far in front of him.

The yellow clouds dispersed, and dozens of strange people, either dressed gorgeously, with fat stomachs and round bellies, or ragged and skinny, some men and women, old and young, all kinds of people they saw on the street could be seated in this group of people.

Seeing that group of people was getting closer and closer to Yang Zongheng, Yang Zongheng couldn't help but slow down, only to see a person dressed as a scholar saluting Yang Zongheng and saying, "Duan Zhili, the elder of the Lower Three Corpse Sect, has seen ......

Before Duan Zhili finished speaking, he saw a shirtless and bearded man behind him and said, "It's really grinding." After scolding Duan Zhili, he yelled at Yang Zongheng: "Boy, you have the symbol of our Three Corpses Sect on your body, come back with us to see the ancestor, otherwise my two blunt knives are not vegetarians." ”

Duan Zhili frowned and said, "Brother Zheng, don't be rude. ”

At this time, a skinny beggar walked to Yang Zongheng, hugged his thigh and said miserably: "Shaoxia, it's good, you can go with us, otherwise we will be punished again, it's very miserable." ”

The beggar was selling miserably, and a gorgeously dressed man stepped forward, kicked the beggar away, and scolded, "What a shame." After speaking, he said to Yang Zongheng: "Boy, come with me to ensure your prosperity and wealth." ”

Yang Zongheng saw the group of people below arguing, and he didn't know what they were talking about, but he couldn't help but tremble when he heard the Three Corpses Sect.

Liu Zhenzhi said that he would be entangled by the Three Corpses Sect if he didn't wear the colorful feather coat, but he didn't pay much attention to it at that time, so he put the clothes in the Qiankun bag, and when he saw these sect members at this time, he couldn't help but regret a little.

I saw a woman with heavy makeup standing in front of Yang Zongheng, revealing her fragrant shoulders, and said delicately: "Pretty Langjun, as long as you go back with us, Langjun can do whatever he wants the slave family to do." As he spoke, he bit his lip and threw a wink at Yang Zongheng, which made Yang Zongheng have goosebumps.

A man smiled lewdly and put his mouth to the woman's ear and muttered a few times, only to see the woman push him away with a smile, and the two began to flirt and scold in front of Yang Zongheng. Suddenly, a fat woman stood up and shouted, "Fat sea, you hooked up with this little slut again." The man heard the thunderous sound and hurriedly ran away, and the woman with heavy makeup seemed to be reluctant to give up, looking at the man's distant figure and stamping her feet anxiously.

Yang Zongheng was surrounded by these strange people and wanted to leave, but he only felt that his legs were sore, he couldn't move at all, and even his eyes began to blur.

Seeing that Yang Zongheng didn't answer for a long time, the shirtless Zheng butcher stepped forward with two big knives and said, "Everyone, let me end this kid at once." ”

Duan Zhili, who was dressed in white, hurriedly stopped: "Brother Zheng, don't be so rude. Said to Yang Zongheng and said: "Little brother, the three ancestors have taken a fancy to you and made a mark on you, and now there are two paths in front of you, one is to join our Three Corpses Sect, and the other is to become a lonely soul and a wild ghost, give you a cup of tea, you can choose for yourself." ”

Yang Zongheng couldn't help but secretly complain, joining their Three Corpses Sect, wouldn't it be to become their weird appearance, but if he didn't join himself, he would die. was in a dilemma, and suddenly a flash of inspiration.

"It's time for a cup of tea, little brother, choose. Duan Zhili said.

Yang Zongheng was a little depressed: "How can a cup of tea be so short?"

"I drink tea relatively quickly. Duan Zhili said. This sentence made Yang Zongheng speechless.

"Can you let me change into a dress before choosing?" Yang Zongheng asked.

Duan Zhili and those weirdos looked at each other and said, "It's not that you can't... Can ......"

When Yang Zongheng heard this, he didn't wait for him to finish "but" and hurriedly said, "That's fine." So saying, he looked around and walked behind a large rock.

Duan Zhili knew that he couldn't run, so he didn't stop him, but he didn't finish "but", a little unfinished, and said to the others: "But no one has done this yet." After speaking, he touched his chest and looked comfortable.

Seeing Yang Zongheng hide behind the big rock, the woman with heavy makeup shouted, "Little brother, do you need help?"

But it didn't take long to see the expressions on the faces of the Three Corpse Sect members begin to condense.

"That kid ran away?" Duan Zhili hurriedly ran forward, and before he could reach the stone, he saw Yang Zongheng walking out from behind the stone.

Duan Zhili could no longer see the symbol of the Three Corpses Sect on Yang Zongheng's body.

Zheng Butcher said to Duan Zhili: "Sour scholar, what's going on? Is there a mistake?"

Duan Zhili said a little vaguely: "It shouldn't be, I obviously feel the mark that Master Zu planted on him, don't you feel it." ”

Qian Wanjin, who was fat and wide, said: "We feel that where you are accurate, what should we do now? We will leave if it's okay, don't delay me to earn money." ”

Duan Zhili hurriedly said, "Wait first." ”

Yang Zongheng saw that the faces of the strange people were not very good-looking, and he judged in his heart that the colorful feather coat had played a role, so he swaggered up to them and said, "Let's go." ”

Duan Zhili didn't speak, just looked him up and down suspiciously, and Yang Zongheng's heart chuckled, for fear that the clothes would fail.

Yang Zongheng pretended to frown and said: "I didn't leave just now, you shouted and shouted, but now I want to go with you, but you hesitate." ””

Duan Zhili laughed and said: "Friend, if you ask for death, we have a way here, but if you want to join our Three Corpses Sect, it is absolutely impossible to do it without the mark of the ancestor master, so little brother, you still have to work hard and strive to become a part of us as soon as possible." ”

After speaking, I saw that those people's bodies slowly dispersed, and gradually turned into a yellow cloud and drifted away. When the strange man walked away, Yang Zongheng put his mind at ease, he thought that these people would definitely guess what clothes they were wearing to cover the mark, for fear that they would come forward to rob it, but he didn't expect that as long as he didn't see the sign and didn't ask the reason, he left directly, and said in his heart: "These people are simple enough." ”

Yang Zongheng came to the harbor, inquired about the ship going to Xichuan, paid the money, and sat on the deck to enjoy the scenery of the Shenjiang.

As soon as the ship was about to anchor, there was a sudden commotion in the ship, and Yang Zong turned his head to see more than a dozen people holding long swords approaching the merchant ship here.

"Jiangzuo Bai family?" Yang Zongheng forgot for a while that he had come to the Bai family's territory.

Although the two sides of the Shenjiang River belong to different countries, due to the Legalist power of the Bai family, the ports on the river are assigned to the Bai family for management, but the taxes paid belong to different countries. The Great God Kingdom is half lost, but the Bai family is not careful, but its own rent cannot be destroyed in the slightest, and the so-called concept of family and country of the Legalists can be seen.

I saw the boatman step forward and smile at the Bai family mage: "Uncle, our ship's taxes have already been paid, I don't know what else is going on?" The mage said coldly: "The Bai family's ship is about to leave, and your ship quickly get out of the way." ”

The captain hurriedly agreed: "Immediately, immediately." ”

After a while, I saw a gorgeous big ship slowly appearing from the port, with the mage of the Bai family standing on the bow, sailing out of the port, and the ship sailed westward like an arrow from the string.

Knowing that the Bai family's ships disappeared from everyone's sight, people were still lamenting the luxury of the Bai family's ships.

Yang Zonghengxin said: "The Bai family went to Xichuan for such a big battle, it seems that Xichuan is not small this time. ”

The boat departed, seven days later, Yang Zongheng appeared in Xichuan Tianfu Port, Yang Zongheng has not been a fishing boat, so the boats on the river did not make him very uncomfortable, so as soon as he boarded the port, he got up and went to Furong City, the capital of Xichuan.

Yang Zongheng rented a carriage, entered the main city in a day, found a hotel to fight, rested for the night, and went to inquire about Xichuan the next day.

But for three or four days in a row, he went to the local tavern and tea shop, anyway, he would go wherever there were more people, but he still didn't find any news.

While he was wandering around the street, suddenly a shop was noisy, people cheered and thundered, and Yang Zongheng hurriedly looked up.

I saw that on top of a building, people crowded together, constantly waving their fists to help, and then looking at the plaque, there are four big characters on it, "Tilting Fanghualou"

"It's another green building. Yang Zongheng shook his head, he also knew that there were many people in the Qinglou, but when he went inside, he couldn't help but be constantly entangled by those rouge fans, which made Yang Zongheng look away, and if there was really news, he didn't have to go to the Qinglou, so Yang Zongheng's family never stepped down.

Just as Yang Zongheng wanted to pass by as usual, a voice suddenly called out to him: "Brother Yang, is it Brother Yang?" Yang Zongheng glanced left and right, but no one called him.

The voice said anxiously, "You look up." Yang Zongheng raised his head, only to see that in the crowd of Hualou, a person was waving to him with his back to everyone.

"Qin Shanyue?" Yang Zongheng couldn't help but be overjoyed, and hurriedly waved his hand, and then saw Qin Shanyue beckoning to him and motioned him to go up.

So Yang Zongheng ignored the previous trouble, and walked straight into the flower building, sure enough, as soon as he arrived at the door, those fat powder rushed up, Yang Zongheng rushed left and right, and it was easy to pass through, and the old bustard came up again.

Yang Zongheng said, "Come to find a friend." The old bustard asked the friend and so on, and the questions were one after another, and they were too much to worry about.

At last I came upstairs, and saw that there was a large empty space upstairs, and two young men were wrestling there shirtless, and a girl of thirteen or fourteen years old was hiding her face and crying there.

Yang Zongheng asked what was going on, and Qin Shanyue said, the girl was singing, and one of the two men asked him to sing Emeiyue, and the other asked him to sing peony song.

Qin Shanyue asked Yang Zongheng why he came to Xichuan, and Yang Zongheng told him what he meant.

Qin Shanyue said with a smile: "I guess you are also here for this, you can't get any news here, it's better to go home with me, if there is any news, our family will definitely be the first to know." ”

After a while, the two of them were also tired, everyone dispersed, and gave some reward for the song, and Qin Shanyue took Yang Zongheng back to Qinfu.