After bidding farewell to Sheng Qinghan, Wu Quan's mood seemed to have changed, and the whole person seemed to be in bad spirits than before. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Seeing this situation, He Yifan and Chu Hanxuan were also quite happy in their hearts.

The three of them have the formation of the Qingmu Array in their hands, and with Sheng Qinghan's guidance, this Jiuluan Aoki Formation is more like a beautiful forest for the three of them now, all kinds of trees in the south of the Yangtze River, growing together in an extremely huge way, and the purple and red are staggered in front of them, and the few people are quite easy.

In this way, the three of them walked for about three days, and the gold-roofed glazed tile building slowly appeared in front of them. Bypassing the last dense forest, the scenery in front of you suddenly opens up.

There was no cloud in the blue sky in the distance, and the gentle wind blew the cheeks of several people, and the scene in front of them shocked the three of them. Although the three of them had tried their best to imagine what kind of magnificent building the Vientiane Pavilion should be, when they actually stood here, they couldn't help but be amazed.

He Yifan has been thinking about how big the building under the roof should be when a few people have been in the dense forest since they entered the dense forest, and they have walked for five days to arrive.

In a dense forest, you can see a building not far away, and the building in the middle of it is unusually tall, saying that it is a tower, but how can there be such a huge tower in the world?

Chu Hanxuan couldn't help but count slowly, "One, two, three..... Sixteen, seventeen, eighteen!Brother Fan, that tower has eighteen floors!" Looking at the tall tower, Chu Hanxuan couldn't help but admire.

He Yifan nodded, the big and tall in front of him, it seems to go straight into the clouds from a distance, giving people a sense of simplicity and majesty, and there is a golden gossip hanging on the octagonal of each tower, shining in the sunlight, and the golden glazed tiles complement each other.

The body of the tower is built with blue bricks, each layer is inlaid with white jade railing, although it is a long time, there are many places on the tower body that are slightly mottled, but only look at the momentum of the ancient tower, it is enough to see the grand occasion of the Vientiane Gate in those years, although it is a seclusion from the world, but there is still such a momentum.

Under the body of the tower, with the ancient tower as the center, it is scattered out in all directions is a row of relatively short buildings, pavilions, platforms, buildings, pavilions have everything. It seems to be chaotic, but if you look closely, it is actually a potential for gossip.

Wu Quan looked at the ancient pagoda in the distance and said to the two: "Senior Sheng said that the ancient pagoda is where the Vientiane Pavilion is located, and the poetry and books of war, feng shui arithmetic, Qimen gossip, organ secrets, martial arts secrets, and agricultural and mulberry medical skills are all in it. ”

He Yifan heard the words and said: "Just looking at the pattern in this valley, you can know that the person who built the main building back then was a person with a deep heart. This Vientiane Pavilion is magnificent, and it can't help but be admired. ”

Wu Quan said with a little excitement when he heard this: "Let's go! I can't wait to go in and have a look!"

"Let's go!" He Yifan also had an impulse in his heart, and in front of him was the Vientiane Pavilion!

The three of them walked according to the array image of the Vientiane Gate station, only to look at it from a distance and let it go, this time after a few people walked into the Vientiane Gate station, only to find that all the buildings in the Vientiane Gate are not only simple and heavy, but also every minute is exquisite.

Yes, exquisite. Whether it is a house or a pavilion, every relief is beautiful and lifelike, the kissing beast on the ridge of the roof seems to come to life at any time, and the picture of five bats carved on the window seems to be ready to fly and break through the window at any time.

Walking on such a street, the steps on the bluestone slabs can't help but slowly lighten down, and it seems that the strong sense of history will be broken with the force of your feet.

The three of them walked like this, and suddenly He Yifan's ears moved, the essence of his eyes flashed, and he raised his hand to stop Wu Quan and Chu Hanxuan, and said softly: "There are people in front." ”

After Chu Hanxuan and Wu Quan heard this, they stood quietly behind He Yifan, carefully observing the surrounding movements, and suddenly saw He Yifan's finger lightly pointing to a pavilion not far away, and the two of them unfolded their bodies with He Yifan and flew towards the top of the attic.

The three of them gently pressed down on the top of the pavilion and carefully watched the situation below. This seems to be a market in Vientiane Gate, the street is wider than the square, and there are many shops on both sides, but as the years go by, many signboards have fallen and are thrown on the ground so casually.

At the corner of the market, it seems to be an abandoned restaurant, and there are several tables and chairs in front of the door, where twenty or thirty black-clothed people gather in twos and threes. Presumably, in the restaurant, there should be someone resting or discussing something.

He Yifan and the three of them listened to what the black-clothed people were saying on the top of the attic, so they pricked up their ears and carefully distinguished the voices coming from not far away.

"His grandmother's, the hellish place is too evil. We followed Mr. Three, and we have been shopping here for almost a month, and his nurse can return to this shabby restaurant no matter how he turns. ”

"Who said it wasn't! The day before yesterday, following the ghost head knife of the sixth brother, it was gone if he couldn't see his mother, at that time, I could see it really, just leaning against the wall, and the wall immediately overturned. ”

"Damn, it's really blood mold! Lao Tzu is so dignified to eat and drink spicy food in Yuhang City, and he was inexplicably sent to this ghost place!"

"Even if you don't know who that ghost-like old man is?"

"Shut up, you don't want to live anymore? You see that Mr. Three is very respectful to that old man! You count that onion," someone scolded.

"Originally, all day long, I was haunted!******, what are the old men?, calling girls?" said the man, still unconvinced.

Just as he was whining like this, the eyes of several black-clothed people sitting across from him widened and kept hinting at him.

But the man didn't seem to notice it, and his mouth was still unscrupulously venting the dissatisfaction in his heart, and the foaming stars at the corners of his mouth seemed to be able to fly out of the distance.

Just as he was grinning, he suddenly felt a chill on his neck, and before he could react, he felt that the world was spinning, and he saw a headless corpse sitting there, blood spraying several feet high from his neck, and then he lost consciousness.

I saw that behind the gushing blood, there was a figure standing, whose whole body was covered by a black cloak, and no facial features could be seen. It's just that it can be seen from the vaguely rickety figure that this is an old man.

A hoarse voice floated out of the black cloak: "What? Who is still dissatisfied in their hearts? Say it to the old man!"

As soon as these words came out, the people in black around them were silent, and they didn't dare to come out. At this moment, a person walked out of the dilapidated restaurant, this person was short and slightly chubby, dressed like a rich man, and rushed out of the restaurant, and knelt down in front of the old man in a few steps and said: "Your subordinates have no way, please punish Lord Shadow." ”

"Hmph!Mr. Three!" The old man said in a contemptuous tone, "I haven't seen you for a few years, and Mr. Three's style doesn't seem to have changed at all?"

"The subordinates don't dare, the subordinates are dedicated to doing things for the first seat, doing their best, and never daring to be sloppy. The man, who was called Mr. Three, heard the irony in the old man's words, and was immediately frightened, and fell to his knees and fell to the ground.

"I went to explore the Vientiane Formation, it's only been less than three days, and your people are cursing at me here, you tell me, can't you hear a word of what he says here? The old man said that his tone was gradually sharpening, and the third gentleman was even more frightened, so he wanted to open his mouth to beg for mercy, but he heard the old man continue to speak.

"Over the years, look at the Juezi Gate and the Nine-Character Gate under your command, what have you taken into? Forcibly robbing people's girls, burning, killing, and plundering everything, and they are majestic and tight on weekdays. Okay, you are so powerful, how can you let He Yifan directly pick the entrance of the nine-character gate but there is no way. Huh?" said the old man, who seemed to be angry, and scolded with his head and face.

The man who was called Mr. Three just knelt on the ground and no longer dared to make quibbles. The old man was about to say something, but he saw a figure slowly walking out of the restaurant.

A red dress, tightly applied to the body, the undulating figure is outlined vividly, the dress has long sleeves and a large swing, the wide neckline is just lightly hung on the fragrant shoulders, and the beautiful breasts of the neckline are looming, which is dizzying.

As he walked, the soft voice came out before he arrived: "Lord Shadow, let's say a few words! The third son of the little third son does things decently on weekdays, for the sake of the slave family's face, let him be spared this time." ”

When the old man heard this, he bowed slightly, "Yes, madam!"

"Little Sanzi, tell you to discipline those uninteresting wastes more on weekdays! The first big thing to plan is to win the hearts of the people, you look at the dirty things that Yao Changping's father and son do on weekdays, go back and discipline them!" The woman turned to Mr. San who was kneeling on the ground and said.

At this time, there were many children's crying voices in the restaurant, and the woman in red shouted loudly when she heard it: "Oh, my child is crying!

With that, the woman turned and rushed into the restaurant. Seeing this woman like this, he shivered, and lowered his head for fear of being seen by others.