However, it was said that Jia Mengle and the old four-spirited zombie Jiang Tongshu, under the leadership of Fan Lige, were walking in the mountain forest road to talk about marriage, and asked the disciples to report that there were several nameless corpses in the back mountain, which was not a trivial matter. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

With the sound of the horn of "woo", the mountain suddenly became lively, and all the checkpoints were filled with mountain watchers, "All the disciples must guard the mountain gate, not even a fly can be put into the mountain, and the rest of the people will follow me up the mountain." Fan Jiong deserves to be the master of a family, and after hearing the report, he quickly made a decision and arranged all matters in an orderly manner.

Jia Mengle and Fan Lige walked to the back mountain with the others, only to see more than a dozen corpses lying on a lawn, only to see that their faces were as black as paint, and their hands and feet were already stiff.

"Quick, cover it up!" The deceased should not expose his face to the sky, if he does not use the face paper to separate the yin and yang after death, the deceased will not be able to enter heaven, not even the Lord of Yama, and may become a lonely ghost. The disciples hurriedly found white cloths and tidied up the corpses one by one, there were a total of ten corpses, all of them were stiff and unable to move, and their souls had already returned to the west.

"Master, look!" While the disciples were cleaning up the dead bodies, one of the disciples shouted, and Fan Jiong and everyone else looked in the direction of the shouting.

Fan Jiong came to him in three steps and two steps, looking at the dead body he was holding in his hand, "Ah, it's Senior Brother!" I don't know who shouted, and all the disciples followed.

"It's him, it's Senior Brother!" The disciples couldn't help screaming, this is the senior brother who has been missing for more than a year, Jia Mengle couldn't help but think of the Jinling Martial Arts Conference a year ago, when everyone was electing the leader of the martial arts alliance, the various sects received news one after another, saying that the chief disciple of the sect was missing, and they never thought that a year later, they would find it here, but all they found were dead bodies.

"Open the others!" Fan Jiong looked at his eldest disciple. shouted thoughtfully. When the disciples heard the shouting, they took the other corpses and covered them one after another, and Fan Jiong looked at them one by one.

"They are the chief disciples of the various sects!" Fan Jiong looked at the corpse and said affirmatively.

The news came like a bolt from the blue. This is not a joke, the eight major sects, plus Zhujiabao and Zhenyuan Dart Bureau, a total of ten major sects, are all well-known sects in the rivers and lakes. At this moment, their chief disciple died here.

I saw Fan Jiong slowly stand up, sighed deeply, looked at the vast sky, and didn't say a word for a long time. These are ten human lives, ten living human lives, and this is the end of their lives, not to mention that they are all the chief disciples of various sects, and they will all inherit the great unification in the future, but just like that, they are lying here quietly.

People are in the rivers and lakes. Birth, old age, sickness, parting grievances, natural and man-made disasters, no one can escape, none of them ever thought that they would lie here in the short term, the ultimate their dreams, the ultimate their ambitions, the ultimate their own, in life. Maybe there are dreams, and there are dreams to pursue, but now, what is left is a cold corpse.

"Quick. Kuaifei Pigeon sent a message to inform all the major sects, saying that the missing disciples of the various major sects were in my gate. Fan Jiong seemed to have discovered something, and commanded loudly, "The rest of the people surround this place, and no one is allowed to approach them, and the scene must be protected." ”

It was something he had to do. The corpse is in the mountain behind your gate, which has to be explained to the various gate factions. After all the disciples received the order, they took action one after another.

"Childe, please follow me!" Suddenly, Master Fan turned around and said to Jia Mengle seriously.

Jia Mengle saw that the atmosphere was very tense, and he didn't ask any more questions, followed Fan Zhangmen and walked down the mountain, passed through the stone steps, came to the study, and after the host and guest sat down, Fan Zhangmen asked solemnly, "Jia Gongzi doesn't know why, he came all the way to my western Sichuan?"

Jia Mengle knew the seriousness of the matter, and also knew that sooner or later the matter would have to be known to the head of Fan, so he stood up, arched his hands, and said, "Please forgive the head of the house, I came here with the old four zombies of the four ghosts of the Western Regions, mainly to find my mother!"

does not burn fake incense in front of real people, Jia Mengle at this moment no longer has to hide it, and tells the abduction of his mother in his hometown on the outskirts of Jinling City one by one.

"How did you come up with the idea of coming to western Sichuan?" asked Master Fan suspiciously.

Jia Mengle stretched out his hand, took out the willow tree half-immortal from his coat pocket and gave him a note, "If you want to save people, you must go to the door" The eight words appeared in front of Fan Jiong's eyes.

Fan Zhangmen looked at the note, his eyes and eyebrows furrowed, he looked and looked, as if he wanted to see something from these eight words, and the air in the study froze.

"It's come to this, and I'm not going to hide it anymore. Fan Jiong thought for a long time, and suddenly said to Jia Mengle, "You were originally a scholar, but you strayed into the martial arts conference, successively went to Zhujiabao to learn swords, to the book to learn whip methods, and also served as the head of Fengmen for a few days, and then went to the capital, and broke the true and false Meng Xiaoyun case that shocked the government and the opposition, but lost your mother because of the unicorn map, so you came to my western Sichuan to ask for the door." For Jia Mengle, Fan Jiong is no stranger to him, and he knows everything about it.

"You are no longer a scholar, you are already a martial arts person. There is something to ask for below, and I ask the son to take care of it. Fan Jiong, who is usually arrogant, doesn't know why, but at this moment, he is as well-behaved as a kitten.

"Master Fan is polite, if there is anything, I will help you. Jia Meng was happy to see Fan Jiong's head so dignified, and he also knew the seriousness of the matter.

Fan Jiong looked around, he wanted to speak late, thought about it, and finally sighed and said, "What willow half-immortal, how could he calculate me like this?"

His words made Jia Mengle and the second monk puzzled, "Do you know this half-human, half-immortal person?" Jia Mengle asked, because only this willow half-immortal in this world knew his mother's whereabouts.

"Although I haven't seen him, it must be him, otherwise how would he come to calculate me?" Fan Jiong always said that someone was calculating him, but he just didn't say who it was.

"Who—who calculates you?" Jia Mengle continued to ask.

Jia Mengle's words pulled Fan Jiong back in thought, he looked at Jia Mengle, and then said fiercely, "He not only calculates me, but also calculates you, so that you can't get out of the death of the top ten chief disciples." ”

"What? Calculate me, why do you calculate me?" Jia Mengle was puzzled, "Who is this person?"

Fan Jiong fell into contemplation again, watching his weather-beaten face blue and red for a while, and finally slapped him on the table with a "snap", "No matter, now that it's over, I'll tell you the reasons for the matter one by one, but you have to put this thing away first." ”

He walked to the corner of the study and took out a small piece of cowhide cloth from the book, "This is the legendary unicorn diagram, you must put it away, and you can't let others know about it, otherwise you will be like me, and a catastrophe will be." Fan Jiong carefully gave the kraft paper to Jia Mengle.

"Qilin diagram, you must have heard of it, the stakes are very high, you must save it well!" "Qilin diagram, it is Qilin diagram again, as soon as Jia Mengle mentioned this thing, he couldn't help but think of Fengmen Guo Zhentian, thought of Shumen Sima Lie, and thought of Meng Xiaoyun, a scholar of Wenyuan's cabinet, their affairs are more or less related to this unicorn diagram, and even his own mother was implicated.

Jia Mengle took the kraft paper, and if he received a thousand jun, he was overwhelmed.

"Besides, I think the little girl Lige is interesting to you, and you should take good care of her. She has no mother since she was a child, and she plays with her disciples on weekdays, just like a wild child, you have to take care of it. "Fan Lige's personality is straightforward, Jia Mengle has already understood it, but he already has Sun Xiangyuan in his heart, where can he tolerate others?

I don't know what the reason is, Fan Jiong has already felt that he is about to be in trouble, he is explaining the future, "Fan Zhangmen, what are you talking about, what is the reason for this?" Jia Mengle didn't know what was going to happen, so he couldn't help asking.

"Don't interrupt, let me finish my sentence. As for the important gate, I don't have a few disciples with good martial arts, so I will go with him, and if any of the disciples are willing to live in the Gecheng Mountain, let them choose their own democracy, and those who do not want to live in the mountain will go home and find another way to make a living. ”

Dead Yuan knows that everything is empty, but there are always some locks that people can't let go, and Fan Jiong explained the important things in his life one by one, "By the way, there is also a sword book here, although it is not a secret, it should be regarded as a memorial!"

The bird is dying, its song is mourning, the man is dying, his words are good, what is so solemn about Fan Jiong's head? What is his life? Please see the next breakdown! )