Regardless of cold, summer, spring and autumn, there is always a thick fog in the barren mountains and mountains at dusk, it is difficult to distinguish the southeast and northwest, on the geographical location, not by mistake, want to enter this desolate and often around the evil beasts infested place, life is worried, nine deaths. However, half a year ago, after a group of outsiders who were not afraid of death and had high skills settled in, this mountain that was dominated by evil beasts changed owners, and these people have a habit, like herdsmen on the grassland, every day at a certain period of time, a group of green-haired monsters that look like people and ghosts come out to wander, let them hunt down those feared ferocious beasts as a meal. In addition, the people who lived on the mountain would go out every once in a while, and when they returned, they would always bring with them a number of living people, who were called "primers" in the mouths of those on their mountain.

Tonight is a bit strange, those people on the mountain did not release the green-haired monster to forage as usual, instead, there is a person standing quietly on the top of the bare half of the mountain, the fog around him is as thick as a thousand layers, and the five fingers of his hand are blurred, but there is a round clear night sky above his head, he is looking up at the night, and after a long time, he only hears a voice: "It's time." ”

As soon as it fell, as ordered, countless Taoist figures in the mountains rushed in all directions.

Then another man came to the top of the mountain, and he was on a snake staff, with a gloomy complexion, and a sharp-beaked monkey cheek face, with a dark complexion, and a circle of shell bones hanging from his neck, and on his shoulder he was like a lizard, and his right eye was different from that of ordinary people, with no pupils and beads, and his left eye was watery and clear and innocent. Look at him again, he is almost a sixtieth year, but his voice is like a prime, but it sounds very strange, as if a girl is pretentious and says: "It's finally almost that day." ”

The dark-robed man who was still looking at the night was silent.

The person with no pupils in his right eye closed his eyes, opened his arms, and enjoyed taking a deep breath, "Jiuchi Meat Forest, countless Ding Furnaces, happy life, endless nourishment!"

The man looking up at the night reached out with his hands hidden in the sleeves of the dark robe, and two dark blue flames burned in his palms, and then gently lifted the flames into the air, and then leaned his hands behind his back, ignoring the words of the person who had no pupils and beads, and after a long time, the man in the dark robe asked lightly: "This time the Flower Willow Festival and the Hundred Martial Arts are close to each other, and there are tens of thousands of people in the five paths, why do you need to trap how much?"

The people on this mountain seemed to like to put on a show, and the old man did not rush to reply when he heard it, but greedily enjoyed the deep intake of the touch, and muttered to himself: "It's so good." ”

Then he turned around, showed a sinister smile, licked his lips with a dark red tongue, and said, "There are only a thousand fish that have slipped through the net." ”

The dark-robed man nodded slightly, and then asked, "That fish that slipped through the net, are you going to want to catch it?"

He Xuhu, nicknamed He Ghost Fu, widened his eyes, as if frightened but also surprised, and said with a weird smile: "Want to capture it? haha, isn't that too cheap for them?!"

The dark-robed man finally turned his head this time and looked at He Xuyu squarely, the meaning is very clear, Don't sell Guan Zi, don't sell it, let's say, what kind of medicine is your gourd selling.

He Xuhu, who didn't look at the dark-robed man, gently stroked the snake staff in the center of his hand, and then said: "You have to let them suffer first, and then cry like a child and go home and tell your father, 'Daddy, the child is being bullied by others!', and then their father and mother will be very angry and ask their children, 'Who bullied you?!!Daddy avenges you!', and as a result, their family comes out of the nest and fights with the bully. Hahaha, it's fun to think about, baby snake staff, don't you say?"

The dark-robed man looked at He Xu for a long time and asked, "What are you going to do?"

As if he had heard a big joke, he laughed so much that he knelt on the ground with a stomachache, and after laughing enough under the indifferent gaze of the dark-robed man, he stood up and shook his head and waved his hand, jokingly: "Zhao Dagger, Zhao Dagger, why are you so smart and confused for a while? They can't find the culprit, who will be blamed in the end? The people from the rivers and lakes who participated in the hundred martial arts were not only the people from the rivers and lakes of Nanqing, but also the two countries and some other princes and states. ”

The last "mile" flip-flop is extremely heavy, if its voice is normal, it will be fine, but an old man with a sixtieth birthday has a bit of a sissy tone, which is really unbearable.

The commonplace Zhao Dagger didn't feel much, hugged his chest, knocked his arm with one finger, he was thinking.

Suddenly, why should he be uncomfortable, tickling constantly, and the baby snake staff fell to the ground.

The dark-robed man glanced at it and said lightly: "It's best to restrain your female fetish, so as not to miss a big thing." ”

As soon as he heard the big event, He Xu trembled with fright, and his trembling hands hurriedly took out a small porcelain bottle from his arms, poured out a small pill and took it, which was better, his breathing was disordered, and he immediately said viciously: "Damn, I reflected it with a magic crystal some time ago, and found that there was a girl in yellow on a mountain who was really beautiful." Ah, if you can catch her, it will be fine to live a few years less, and besides, I think her physique is a little special, so it must be suitable to be used as a good Ding Furnace. ”

Zhao Dagger sneered: "Why, the woman I specially sent someone to capture is not enough for you to enjoy?"

He didn't reply, he was in reverie by himself, and his saliva was dripping.

Zhao Dagger silently turned around, took one last look at the night sky, and by the way, looked at the two dark blue flames floating in the air, and left after a while, without saying a word.

Why did he stay where he was, looked at the back of the departing slightly, the corners of his mouth curled slightly, and disappeared suddenly, and then he sat cross-legged on the spot, closed his eyes and recuperated, waiting for the opportunity, where he was sitting, was under the two dark blue flames-

Seven days ago.

An old man was newly brought into the homeless beggars' dwelling in the southwest of Liuyuan City near the city wall, who was a little crazy, and everyone nicknamed him the crazy thief. The nameless mad thief was homeless, and the other night he broke into the beggar's nest, and the little brother who took care of them saw that the mad old man was pitiful, so he took him in. The crazy thief is not really crazy, he is not a bad person, he knows how to support himself, and most of the rations and money obtained by begging on the streets will be distributed to the beggars. However, the mad thief is a little bad, if he returns empty-handed and hungry, he will steal the food of the beggars to eat, so that the old and small flutes have no way to take him, and it is useless to scold him a few times, and a lot of people do not know how to love the young when they are old. In addition, the mad thief had never spoken since he joined their big family, and when others asked him to speak, he always giggled there and did not say a word, and everyone thought that the mad thief was a mute and often teased him, and once he annoyed people, and then he knew that he was not fond of talking.

As soon as he returned home during the meal, he called on the beggars who came back one after another to eat delicious food, which really surprised them, so that they could go begging for a few days and leave time to play.

After the mad thief had a meal with the beggars, he truthfully handed over all the silver taels on his body to the old flute, and there was nothing left.

It was still the place at the door, where the mad thief and Xiaodi were sitting, just like Nie Zhuang and her that night, but the two were like a couple at that time, and the two were like grandchildren at this time.

Except for Nie Zhuang, Ling Xuedi, who still didn't know that it was really a daughter but a woman dressed as a man, praised the mad thief a few words, and reminded him not to steal other people's rations.

The crazy old man was stunned for a moment, thought for a long time, and revealed that he had drawn a big mountain on the ground, as if to say that he used to live on a mountain.

"You live in a mountain, what's the name of this mountain?"

The mad thief shook his head with a bitter face, indicating that he didn't remember.

"Do you have any relatives?"

He smiled and nodded, and drew four more villains on the mountain.

"Are they still there?"

The mad thief shook his head first, then pondered and nodded.

Ling Xuedi was in a fog, and then asked, "Do you remember what your name is?"

The old man was silent.

When the little beggar saw his expression, he simply stopped asking, looked down at the mountain painted on the ground, and suddenly couldn't help but look up at the two big mountains in the sky. At the beginning, after the "girl" sent herself down, she also handed over a bottle of throat lozenges to remove the medicinal properties of the throat sealing pill, and I haven't seen it since that separation.

The little beggar changed his posture and held his cheeks in thought.

If it were him, he would barely accept it, and wouldn't he have to run away from home without running away from marriage? To be honest, he actually had a very happy night that night, but he was too stubborn, and when he asked himself if he was having fun before leaving, he couldn't stop talking about being bored. Although he just laughed it off, if he said it was fun and asked him to go out together again next time, then he would come to him at least once in these days, right?

Ling Xuedi took out the small bottle that could allow her to take the Throat Sealing Pill unscrupulously to change her voice, staring at it with a lot of thoughts, her cheeks slightly crimson. At this moment, the mad thief patted the little beggar, pulled him back from his thoughts, and said with a smile: "I know what my name is, do you want to know?"

The little beggar nodded, but then saw the old man writing two lines of poetry on the ground, rolled his eyes for no reason, and asked, "Your name is so long?"

The mad thief smirked, took out his killer weapon again, and laughed without saying a word.

It is written on the ground: The falling flowers are ruthless, and the paper mandarin ducks are flying south.

Ling Xuedi was going to talk again, but the crazy old man suddenly went crazy, yelling, and running around.

"He's coming, he's coming!"

The mad old man ran wildly and fled, but the little beggar caught up, but he was lost, and the latter was in the street, looking for several times to no avail, intending to go home, and on the way saw a large number of Yulin troops rushing by, rushing to the south of the city.

Something big seems to have happened.

Seven days ago, Rhododendron Mountain.

There is a dark and dull secret room in a stone wall on the top of the mountain, in which the cold is chilling, the ice mist is filled, and the sky blue crystal ice coffin is placed in the room, which is the source of the cold. Inside the coffin lay a yellow dress, her face was peaceful, her blood was ruddy as usual, as if she was a living dead. After that, the mechanism of the secret room was activated, a wall stone moved, the light seeped in, and the light of the secret room was scattered, and from the outside walked in a robe man with thick sword eyebrows.

Lin Chong moved the lid of the coffin open a small opening, reached out, put his fingers on the neck of the girl in yellow, and after a closer inspection, there was a sigh between his snorts, and then closed the lid of the coffin, and turned to leave the secret room.

Darkness covered the chamber, but the ice coffin had a faint glow.

Outside the secret room is a forest, with an organ inside, only if you know the five elements of the gossip technique can you come and go freely, the mechanism is not the same at the moment, the change is random, and there are eleven forms. Lin Chong, who walked out of the secret room, glanced at it, turned left and right, walked back and walked forward, and took half a moment to get out of the forest. Outside the forest is the Guantian Pavilion, there is a person sitting there as usual to read the chapter Zhu Criticism, Lin Chong entered the pavilion, sat next to Zhan Qin's envoy, and waited for the latter to finish his work.

When there was still the last book left in the stack of songs, Zhan Zetian, who was in a slightly better health, put down his pen early and asked, "Have the things of Yuan Lin and Xu Shengqi been arranged?"

Lin Chong, who was the head of the Skynet Network, was not condescending, and said in a harmonious voice: "I have performed my duties." In addition, there are some situations in Shuisong Township, and the missing people reported by Liu Yiweng before have now returned safely. And you asked me to send someone to secretly observe the melon shop vendors who come and go, and there are not much different from the previous deals, there is nothing abnormal, according to the saucer, Geng Huang has been to Shuisong Township twice, and once he went to a whole day and a night before coming back, and after coming back, he did not go to Washington to deliver goods as usual, but went to Jinfu first. ”

Zhan Zetian tapped on the table, thought carefully, and said softly: "If I remember correctly, your son who is a good friend of Mo Rebellion married a wife not long ago, is it called Xiao Qing'er?"

Lin Chong nodded.

The two looked at each other for a long time, each pondering.

Suddenly, Lin Chong, who had always been calm and calm, got up and was shocked, and at this time, a man jumped up from the bottom of the mountain.

Someone Lin Dongsheng came.

Lin Chong said goodbye to Zhan Zetian, and said to his son, who also noticed the abnormality: "Dongsheng, come with me!"

The father and son flew in the air and swept to the south of the city.

It wasn't until he couldn't see the figures of the two who left that Zhan Qin's envoy retracted his gaze and opened the last book, which read: People are in Guhe.

After thinking for a moment, he hurriedly wrote a few words on a piece of paper, rolled up the paper and stuffed it into the small hole in the table, and then went back to the hut to rest.

The roll of the letter slid down a small pipe until it was deep at the bottom, where a large group of people were busy arranging articles and books, hurrying back and forth, and one of them took the letter that had just been slid down from the oven, and wrote in black and white: Eight days later, bring people to the top of the mountain.