Chapter 2 The Pavilion in the Twilight Rain

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www.xSHUOTXT.Com twilight rain falls on the green valley, and the thin rain dispels the dullness of the mountains. Occasionally, a few thin arcs of lightning flashed in the sky, bringing a roar. All the heavens and the earth were overwhelmed by this sudden twilight rain.

Occasionally, a few whining beast cries came from the dense forest, bringing a bit of life to this secluded valley, adding a bit of mystery to the other side of the hazy woods.

The outer part of the forest is an open field, full of wild mountain flowers accompanied by wind and rain. Deep in the wildflowers, a small jīng hexagonal pavilion looms.

A few wisps of tobacco floated from the gazebo. Hats, knives, and wet firewood were faintly visible in the lightning flash. In front of the round table in the pavilion, the three of them talked nervously.

"Brother Feng, will they find this place? What should we do?" asked a young woman with a baby in her arms.

The young woman was wearing a dark gray sè coarse cloth robe, and the pink sè clothes under the coarse cloth were looming, but she couldn't hide her delicate and beautiful figure. Her face is white, and a few strands of green silk are scattered on her forehead, and she is a lovely person full of charm. The shallow dimples brought a bit of naughtiness to this beautiful person. However, at this time, the face that should be carefree has a little worry, the thin willow eyebrows are tightly locked, and the eyelashes are getting taller and taller, with a little more Chu Chu and a little more pitiful restraint.

Next to the young woman sat a thin man with a hat on his head, his white and pure face was full of worry, no less than the young woman, his haggard and slightly resolute face had a few traces of blood, and his coarse cloth robe was scraped a few times.

"Yan'er, no...... Worry, this is the outskirts of the Forbidden Valley, and ordinary people don't come here to make trouble. We should be safe in the Wuzheng Pavilion, don't worry......" I don't know if it was because of the nervousness or if he was a little stuttering when he spoke, and the thin man comforted the young woman intermittently.

After speaking, the thin man did not forget to glance at the other side of the forest, and then retracted his gaze in shock, as if the other side of the forest was as frightening as hell on earth.

"Well, I sent a signal for help to my father, I don't know if my father can receive it, I'm really a little worried! And in order to avoid them knowing where we are hiding, Uncle Dong also deliberately sent a signal on another mountain, will they find the wrong place? If they find us first, won't we all be in danger. It doesn't matter if we die, but the child is only full moon, woo woo......" The young woman was so nervous that she began to talk urgently, and she couldn't help crying when she said this.

"Yan'er, with Uncle Dong here, rest assured. Later, if they chase after me, I won't let them touch your family of three!" The black-faced old man, who had been silently smoking a dry cigarette on the side, suddenly spoke up and comforted.

The old man's three long beards were covered with a little droplets, his temples were high and bulging, and his dark fat face exuded a majestic momentum. A three-foot-seven-inch long sword hangs from his waist, and the scabbard is surrounded by ancient patterns, like an extraordinary thing.

The wind and rain are still falling with the wind, and the twilight rain gradually turns into night rain as time passes.

The night began to get deeper, and the rain gradually stopped.

As the so-called night rain is fresh and pleasant, the flowers all over the mountain have also fallen, leaving behind the smell of earth mixed with the lingering fragrance of flowers, and occasionally two nightingales' cries have broken the silence after the rain.

"Bang, click, click, kick......" A series of sounds of feet stomping on the rain came from the distance.

The noise, the sound of inquiry, and the sound of cursing mixed with the sound of horses' hooves and neighing of horses broke the silence after the rain from far and near.

"It's not good, someone is coming, I don't know who is coming, Brother Feng, Uncle Dong. The young woman reminded nervously. He looked frightened.

"Well, don't make a sound. At this time, the old man had already extinguished the dry smoke with the rain dripping from the eaves of the pavilion, and watched with bated breath the fire that was getting closer and closer in the distance.

"It's not good, it's the people of the Duan family who are chasing ...... Chased after it. The thin young man couldn't help but exclaim.

"Hide in the flowers in the back, or it will be too late. The fat black man looked back at the flowers behind him, and the shock in his heart was definitely extraordinary. The flower bushes that were originally covered by flowers are now only flower poles, where can they hide from people.

With such a delay, the torches illuminated the area, as well as the jīng pavilion among the flowers.

A few large golden characters on the plaque of the small pavilion flashed in the firelight, dazzling light. The three big characters of "Wu Zheng Ting" are eye-catching, and they can be clearly identified without looking closely, as if the three big characters automatically drill into the eyes, which is extremely weird.

Suddenly, a nameless feeling of suffocation filled the entire field.

Throughout the ages, I don't know how many heroes and heroes have been buried in this land, "Wu Zheng Pavilion", the three big characters are still the same, but they give people a feeling full of blood.

The sky was shrouded in a layer of gray, and the stars could not be seen in the hazy sky, and the quiet night could not be seen.

The firelight reflected five figures, all dressed in night clothes, adding a bit of weird and tense atmosphere to this supposed quiet mountain forest.

The four horses stood around the pavilion, and immediately the four of them were dressed in fine clothes, and at a glance they knew that their origin was extraordinary. I couldn't see their faces clearly under the black veil, I couldn't see their expressions, and the only thing I could see was the deep and shining eyes.

There is also a horse at the head, and this person is dressed differently from the previous four, wearing a blood-red robe and a black veil, and at a glance he knows that he is the leader. As the four of them dismounted and stood still, he also jumped off his horse.

A gust of wind blew through the small pavilion, lifting the corner of the red robe, and a strange sense of oppression arose.

"I've finally found you. Winter Monster, Qiu Gongzi, Miss Huang. You guys really have Yaxing, you actually came here to enjoy the scenery, let's find it. Have you changed your mind now, are you willing to hand over your things?" the red-robed masked man's soft words carried a hint of irresistible majesty.

"Duan Wuya, don't forget jì, what is the place in the secluded valley, and what is the purpose of the establishment of the Wuzheng Pavilion?"

"This naturally knows, there have not been countless heroes who have died here for hundreds of years, they are all here to settle grievances, what does this mean, you don't expect anything, hand over the things quickly, maybe this seat is happy to leave a whole corpse for your family of three and this old monster. Duan Wuya's words were still soft, but they gave people a creepy feeling.

The thin man looked at the two who had been talking, and then at the beautiful young woman and the child who had just completed the moon beside him, his eyes were full of gratitude and a hint of sorrow, and behind the worried eyes there was something firm. It seems that he has made a decision, and he seems to be relieved. The pupils are sometimes clear, sometimes worried, and flickering.

"It seems that you have no intention of handing over that thing, haha, then this seat is welcome! Miss Huang, I'll borrow your doll." Duan Wuya stepped quickly, and his figure blurred for a while.

The young woman felt a gust of wind blowing beside her, and her hand suddenly lightened, which was not trivial, and exclaimed, "Ah...... Brother Feng ......"

The trace of blood on the young woman's face was gone, and all that remained was an iron blue.

"Accompanying the steps, I can't imagine that you really don't know whether you are alive or dead, so you go to practice the accompanying steps. Put the child down quickly, if you are a hero, don't make a fuss about the child. The black aura on the black fat old man's face became even thicker, adding a bit of yīn sen's terrifying taste.

"It's not good, the four brothers should go up together, otherwise it will be too late for him to fully unleash the black martial arts. Duan Wuya shouted in a deep voice towards the masked people in gorgeous clothes around him with a little eagerness.

"I didn't think you knew this martial art. Since you've found out, let's go together. The black qi around the fat old man began to diffuse, and even a layer of black qi was wrapped within a foot of his body.

I saw a black shadow fly out of the small pavilion, and the short figure of the fat black old man appeared in the open space in front of the pavilion. The old man's original somewhat senile expression was gone, and at some point the woodcutter's suit had receded, and all that was left was the murderous aura and the gray robe that was waving in the wind. The black gas also began to turn to gray and sè at a speed visible to the naked eye.