In the eyes of the people of Linyinzhuang, this is no longer the Linyin Mountain that they are familiar with on weekdays. Under the cover of the cyan light curtain, there were faint bursts of ghost cries that made the scalp tingle. The suspicion of more than ten years ago has shrouded again, and those who have personally experienced the incident have understood that it is difficult to stay out of it this time.

"Ahh Many of the people who were on the move stopped and looked at the place where the sound was coming from.

A man rushed out of his home with his hair disheveled and barefoot, looking behind him in horror as he ran, as if something unseen was chasing him. The man stumbled into the open field of the village, and kept looking around, his hands fanning everywhere, and muttering, "Go away, go away!"

When the villagers saw this, a chill suddenly appeared in their hearts. This kind of thing happened in the mountains that was already unsettling, and now that such a strange person is appearing, no one's face will look good.

Lao Liu Tou is a lonely old man who lives at the entrance of the village, who lost his wife at an early age and has no children by his side. It's been my own life for many years.,Although people are a little stingy, the popularity is not bad.。 At this moment, he looked at the man who had fallen into madness, his face was ugly, but after thinking for a while, he stepped forward under the gaze of everyone, grabbed the man and shouted: "Li Cheng! What are you crazy about?

Li Cheng didn't care about the person talking to him in front of him, he kept turning his head, and when he saw the tree-lined mountain under the light curtain, his body shook and screamed again. The mournful shouts kept spreading, and Lao Liu grabbed Li Cheng's shirt with a blue face, and his backhand was a slap.

"Smack," the slap hit Li Cheng in the face hard, he stopped screaming, and his eyes were full of confusion under his scattered hair. Lao Liu Tou knew that he was too ruthless, so he had to cough dryly: "What are you shouting about, what's wrong?"

Li Cheng stared at Lao Liu Tou tightly, and suddenly as if he had grabbed something to rely on, he dragged Lao Liu Tou tightly, and after looking around behind him, he leaned his face forward and said in a trembling voice: "I, I saw them, many of them were watching me from the side, without saying a word, and then, and then he suddenly appeared in front of me, grabbed my neck with his hand and asked me why I didn't save him! I didn't, I didn't! Don't, don't kill me, it's not me-" Saying that the strength of his hand was getting bigger and bigger, Lao Liu's arm was pinched by him, and after gritting his teeth and struggling to shake it off, Lao Liu Tou said hatefully: "You are crazy! Who wants to kill you?"

Li Cheng's body shook when he heard this, and he suddenly grinned and said softly: "Chen Tianzhi." ”

Like a pebble thrown on the calm and waveless water, it quickly caused a wave. An exclamation suddenly came from the crowd who were watching silently, and an old woman rushed out of the crowd, grabbed Li Cheng and said urgently: "Who do you see? Is it my family Tian Zhi?" Several middle-aged men gasped after thinking for a while, and under the questioning of the people next to them, they had to remind a little, and then more and more people remembered the person Li Cheng said.

Chen Tianzhi, one of the people who disappeared in the boulevard mountain fourteen years ago. After that incident, Zhuangzi sent many people to look for it, but for several days, everyone returned in vain. Frustrated, many family members chose to leave the village where they had lived for many years. And there are a few families left behind, because there are only old and weak women and children left in the originally good family, and they don't know where to go even if they want to leave.

And at this time, someone suddenly said that they saw someone who had disappeared for a long time, which is unacceptable in any way. But the old woman didn't care, she pulled Li Cheng tightly and kept asking: "Have you seen my family Tian Zhi? Where is he, where is he? After so many years, I don't know how to come back to see my mother, where do you say he is?" Li Cheng stared straight ahead, slowly raised his arm and whispered: "Isn't he there?"

Everyone's eyes looked along his arm, but Li Cheng was referring to the tree-lined mountains under the light curtain.

The cold wind blew, brushed across the face, and swept through the heart.

In the cold wind, Li Cheng's face changed and fell into his previous appearance again, and he hissed and shouted: "Here you go again, here you go again! Get away from me!" shouted as he ran towards the depths of Zhuangzi, in the darkness where the blue light could not shine.

Leaving a group of people in silence, the old woman sat on the ground and covered her face with her hands, sobbing in a low voice.

In the middle of the crowd, Linyuan's grandfather looked at Lin Yin Mountain and swallowed back the sigh that had reached his lips.

In the middle of the night, there was a sound of breaking the air from the east of Zhuangzi. The crowd saw a large cloud of light spread out overhead, raining down on the surroundings. The light dissipated, and figures appeared in it. The first person was wearing a moire embroidered cyan robe, which was very conspicuous under the support of the black-clothed people. The man's face was pale, but he had a momentum that made people dare not despise him.

This person is Yan Qing, the deputy commander of the Seven Killing Guards of Sanjun Palace.

The villagers who stayed in place looked at these people who fell from the sky, the black-clothed Xuanjia was majestic, like a heavenly soldier descending from the earth, and suddenly a few old people wanted to kneel. was grabbed by a few quick-eyed young men and shook their heads slightly. In their opinion, this group of people is by no means a good kind, let alone an immortal.

Yan Qing didn't care when he saw it, and after looking around carefully, he smiled slightly and said, "Is this called Lin Yin Mountain?"

A rather bold young man took a step forward: "Yes, who are you?" Before Yan Qing could answer, a man had already spoken: "It's obvious that you're here for Lin Yin Mountain, right?" Yan Qing glanced at him, nodded slightly, and said unabashedly: "Not bad." The young man snorted coldly and said, "Then you go into the mountains, what are you doing in the Zhuangzi, do you want to watch a big play?"

Suddenly, the young man felt that several eyes in front of him were like sharp blades, stabbing fiercely, and his heart tightened, he knew that he was speechless, but he didn't know how to explain it, so he had to blush and stabilize his body.

In the crowd, Cheng Linyuan's grandfather looked at the visitor, frowned slightly, and after thinking for a while, as if he had made up his mind, he stepped out of the crowd in two steps and blocked in front of the young man. looked directly at Yan Qingdao: "Young people are not sensible, and they don't have a sense of proportion, so I hope to be more forgiving." ”

A man behind him said "Huh" and said, "Isn't that Cheng Lao, what about his grandson?" Someone immediately answered: "You don't know? Cheng Linyuan has always gone up the mountain with Lu Laosi and Rui Banxian's son, and just now I found out that they haven't come back." "No, I remember seeing Cheng Linyuan before. ”

The words reached the old man's ears, and the old man shook slightly and took a deep breath. Yan Qing looked at the old man in front of him, only a coat was casually covered with a coarse cloth shirt, and it didn't look special, and he immediately said, "Old man, how long is this year?"

The corners of the old man's mouth twitched, and he said: "There is no need to say these polite words, I know that you are specially here for this mountain, don't embarrass these villagers, I will take you in." ”

As soon as the words came out, both parties were silent, for the people of Lin Yin Village, the old man had less contact with other people since the incident happened fourteen years ago, and he didn't say anything but everyone knew it in his heart, afraid that the old man would be angry with the villagers who did not contribute much because of the disappearance of his son and daughter-in-law. But at this moment, the old man stood up to stop these people, and the first condition he said was not to hurt everyone, and he was surprised and admired.

For Yan Qing, he thought a little more. After thinking about whether this old man was valuable or not, or whether he knew something, after not coming up with any clue, Yan Qing squinted his eyes slightly and stared at the old man: "Is there anything you can do to help me?"

The old man took a few steps closer, and the two Seven Killing Guards immediately raised their hands to block his way. Yan Qing waved his hand and said, "It's okay." When the two of them stepped back, they said, "Old man, please speak." The old man looked at his calm face and lowered his voice, "Bloodstone." ”

When Yan Qing heard this, two substantive-like lights flashed in his eyes, and he stared at the old man tightly and said, "How do you know?" The old man's face turned pale, and after feeling the pressure slightly reduced, he took a few breaths and said: "Naturally, I heard from people, I am a bad old man, I have never traveled much in my life, and what can I know." You don't need to ask, it was told to me by an old Taoist fourteen years ago, and by the way, I still heard him say that the bloodstone was a formation seal, and I still remember the approximate location. ”

Yan Qing stared at the old man, he didn't suspect that the words were fake, because he knew that this was not something that could be made up casually, so he smiled slightly and said, "Okay, I promise you that these people will not be moved." The old man listened and breathed a sigh of relief, but he heard Yan Qing say, "I heard them say that you have a grandson, let me see it, how about it?"

As long as you are not a fool, you can hear the meaning of these words, and the words of asking for hostages are so unscrupulous that the people of the forest shade village feel angry. The young man, who had been stopped by the old man earlier, could no longer hold back, and was about to open his mouth when the old man said without hesitation: "My grandson, it's in that mountain." So, I'm going in. You're convinced, aren't you?"

Yan Qing looked at the boulevard under the light curtain, and suddenly stroked his palms and laughed loudly: "Hahaha, this is not strange, this is not strange." Old man, please. ”