Ten days later, on the eighteenth day of the lunar month of the Yuan era. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

In Jiannan County, Jingzhou, in a large hall on Jiannan Mountain, several black-clothed people in tatters knelt on the ground and trembled. There was a middle-aged man in a purple costume sitting in the hall, looking at a few people underground with gloomy eyes, and asked sharply, "You said that Zhang Muye killed Elder Qin with one finger?"

Several men in black were shocked by his question, and one of them replied tremblingly, "Yes, yes...... At that time, we saw that Zhang Muye stretching out his finger, and Elder Qin ...... He fell from the air, and his chest was full of blood. ”

These black-clothed men were some of the ones who blocked Zhang Muye and them in Qiyun Canyon at that time, and then survived by luck, they were not the only ones who survived at that time, and the others did not dare to return to the Iron Sword Gate, for fear of being punished by the master. Only a few of them thought that everyone else had run away, and if they came back to report, even if the head of the family did not reward them, at least they would not blame them anymore, so several people rushed back all the way together.

And at this time, sitting in the hall and asking them was Hu Jingzhi, the head of the Iron Sword Sect, this Hu Jingzhi looked like he was in his early forties, but he was actually close to sixty, but he had reached the innate realm, and he looked much younger than he was usually pampered.

Hu Jingzhi was already angry in his heart when he heard the reports of the next few people, but he still smiled at the corners of his mouth on the surface, "Then have you ever seen Elder Qin have a yellow square scarf in his hand?"

Several black-clothed people saw him with a smile on their faces, their voices softened, their hearts relaxed slightly, and they hurriedly said, "I see, I see, Elder Qin also used that square scarf to block Zhao Witch's flying knife." ”

"Yes, yes, that square scarf is unpredictable and invulnerable, and Elder Qin used it to kill the boys of the Instrument Sect to the point of losing their armor. ”

Hu Jingzhi's eyes narrowed when he heard this, but he still asked with a smile: "Then have you ever seen where this scarf went later, was it taken by Zhao Wushuang of the Instrument Sect, or was it taken by Zhang Muye?"

The man in black who had been answering before shook his head blankly, and Hu Jingzhi looked at the other people again, all shaking their heads in response.

The corners of Hu Jingzhi's mouth curled, and he shook his head with a smile, "It's a pity, you have been sleeping all the way, wearing the stars and the moon, and you have worked so hard to come back to bring me news, but I still want to kill you." ”

The few men in black saw him smiling, and before they could react for a while, they were swept to the ground by Hu Jingzhi's long sleeves, vomiting blood and dying on the spot.

Lying on the ground, they looked at each other with their eyes open, as if asking: What did he just say?

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Since eating dumplings in Linchuan ten days ago, Zhang Muye has sped up, and now he has left Jingzhou and arrived in the west.

Zhang Muye is not in a hurry to treat his illness, he just wants to end it quickly, and maybe he can return to Jiangyin for the New Year.

The western region is vast, the terrain is magnificent, the climate is cold and dry, and now it is winter, and at a glance, the vast snowfields are boundless.

This has just arrived in the west, and if you go further west, you can see the mountains towering and the mountains stacked on top of each other, and the Palace of Oblivion is in the middle of those mountains.

It wasn't until Zhang Muye and his entourage walked for another five or six days that they saw the towering mountains. Zhang Dali pointed to a group of low houses in the distance, "Young master, that is the border town, in the early years, I passed by here with my master, and I stayed in the town for two days. ”

Zhang Muye looked at it from a distance and looked at the small area, not like a town, but like a mountain village. But even if it's a village, I've been on the road for the past few days, and there is nowhere to rest on the road, so I can only put a cloth bag and squeeze in it when it's dark.

Fortunately, everyone has practiced martial arts, and the body is not comparable to ordinary people, if ordinary people were in such a hurry, I am afraid that they would have died of exhaustion on the road.

By the time they reached the border town, it was already getting dark.

Looking closer, there are also city walls in this town, and there are two roads built inside and outside, but they are not high, only two or three meters high. The two walls were separated by two feet from each other, forming a passage in the middle that could accommodate four or five horses in parallel.

Zhang Muye and the others walked to the gate of the city, there was a small hole in the door, revealing a person's face, and opened his mouth to say, "If you want to enter the city, get off the horse first." ”

Zhang Muye looked at Zhang Dali, the latter nodded, he turned over and dismounted, and the small parties behind them also dismounted together.

Seeing that they all dismounted, the low door slowly opened, and a man with five short statures and wrapped in cotton clothes flashed out, presumably the person who had just shouted for them to dismount.

The man shrunk his neck, wrapped the cotton clothes on his body, and looked Zhang Muye and them up and down, "Look at you guys who don't look like hunters or goods, what are you doing here?" ”

Zhang Dali stood up and arched his hand, "This brother, a few of us are here to hunt, but not to make a living, just to find some wild fun." ”

The five short men waved their hands indifferently, "It doesn't matter what you do, there are everyone in the border town, you just go in." ”

Zhang Dali didn't talk nonsense, beckoning them to go in. When they entered the city, the five short men in the back closed the door and squinted against the door again.

Zhang Muye looked puzzled, "Third uncle, there are two walls around the town here, and there are people guarding the door, so it is said that the entry and exit are strict, why is this person so casual, he didn't ask, and let us in." ”

Zhang Dali explained with a smile, "This wall is not to prevent people, it is all to prevent the beasts in the western realm from entering and leaving, he sees that we are not beasts, so he naturally ignores us." ”

Zhang Muye thought about it, such a low wall is really not enough to defend against people, only ordinary beasts can't jump so high, and they can't climb the wall, so they can naturally be prevented.

Entering the town, Zhang Muye realized that he had underestimated this town before, the streets in this town are spacious, the houses are neat, the lights are bright, the streets are bustling, and the shouting is constant. Although the area is not large, the sparrows are small and have all kinds of organs.

The town is mostly a few one-story and two-story houses, although there are exceptions, and some three- and four-storey buildings are interspersed with them. Look at these banners pulled upstairs, there are restaurants, weapons, gambling, and even green buildings.

The group finally came to a three-storey restaurant, this world inn restaurant is not necessarily so clear, just like this "Tongqing Building", a sign was erected at the door, writing the word "sharp", telling the guests bluntly that they can not only eat and drink here, but also stay.

Next to the "Spring Full Building" warbler Yanyan, the fat and thin woman waved a handkerchief and shouted uncle, and a sharp sign was erected in front of their door. Of course, whether it is a sharp point or a hole can only be known by those who have been there.

Although Tongqing Building is not high, only three floors, it has a large area and a large scale. As soon as Zhang Muye arrived at the door, a low-eyed and pleasing junior came up to take over the horse in his hand and led Zhang Dali and them to tie the horse. When the horse-tethered returned, everyone entered the restaurant together.

The lobby on the first floor of the restaurant is spacious and unobstructed, but it is already full of people, and Xiao Er can only take them to the second floor.

Before everyone walked up, they heard a startling sound, and then heard an old man shouting: "The West has been a lot of heroes since ancient times, and there is no end to subduing demons and eliminating demons." 100,000 mountains rise from the ground, and a sword comes west to forget the immortals. ”

Zhang Muye walked up with these few lines of poetry, only to see a square table on the second floor, a lean old man holding a piece of waking wood in his hand, and all the diners below looked up at him, it turned out that he was telling a story.