With all kinds of questions, the three of them continued to ride along the road. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Entering Fang Village in front, the sun's rays have shrouded this small mountain village at this time. The rising mist is facing the golden glow of the morning sun, transforming the enchanting colors of this secluded mountain village with a dreamlike mystery.

The houses of blue bricks and green tiles and the courtyard walls of adobe clay sculptures constitute the unique and quiet living customs of the villagers. The main village road, which is not smooth, carries how many people come and go every day - herds of cattle and sheep, in and out. The closed doors and the quiet village tell people that the people in the house have gone to work at sunrise and are busy in the fields.

At this moment, they suddenly heard the roar of musical instruments. And the sound of this instrumental ensemble was emitted by the three of them passing through a house on the side of the road. So, on horseback, they passed through the alley and caught a glimpse of the house in front of the house where musical instruments sounded.

I saw that the courtyard was full of people, and they all looked strange, and they formed a circle and walked slowly in the same direction. And in the middle was a man in a red robe, with his hair disheveled, holding a sharp sword, and he was swinging and dancing with his sword.

Just as the horses of the three were about to swing across this alley, the scene they saw made Zhang Haisheng, the dragon of the Howling Heaven, greatly frightened! In that circle of people, he saw a person—a dead man whom he had just known—and this dead man also glanced at him at the same time. That glance was terrifying, and there was an indescribable weirdness! It also made Zhang Haisheng, the Howling Sky Dragon, tremble on horseback for no reason!

Nanjian and Nangong Yu were talking, and they didn't care at all, in the roadside house, there was a lively scene of blowing and beating.

"Brother, hurry up!" said Xiao Tianlong Zhang Haisheng with a panicked expression.

Nan Jian and Nangong Yu didn't know what he meant, and when they saw him beating his horse and going out, they also whipped and followed. At the end of the village, there are only a few cottages. Nanjian had also beaten his horse and caught up.

"Brother Zhang, why did you suddenly run so fast, what did you see!" Nan Jian asked him.

Xiaotian Dragon Zhang Haisheng's face was still pale, "I can't say brother, I'm afraid it will scare you!"

Nan Jian and Nangong Lin laughed, they thought that Zhang Haisheng was bluffing them. "Brother Zhang, in broad daylight, there is nothing that can't be said, even if we see ghosts, we are not afraid. Nangong Lin giggled and said.

"Can't say...... You can't say it!" Xiao Tianlong Zhang Haisheng still shook his head and said with a scared look, "If you say it, it will scare people!"

"The one riding in front of you, but Nan Jian and Nan Daxia!" At this moment, a gloomy voice suddenly came from behind him.

I saw a middle-aged man with a shaved and thin face, his eyes glowing with a blue and green glow, and three locks of long hair floating under his chin, looking pure and desireless. He was draped in a red robe, with a pair of black shoes on his feet, and his hair was scattered, like a Taoist living in the secluded forest.

Nanjian stopped his horse and turned around, staring at his eyes for a long time before he was surprised, and recognized this person, "Your Excellency, isn't it, Liujiang Sword Gate Liuzhongmen Hero?"

"It's down there!" Liu Zhongmen said and walked up with a grin.

Because when Zhang Haisheng passed by the house where the musical instruments were playing just now, he saw that the Taoist in a red robe and dancing a sword surrounded by everyone was this person, so his heart was terrified. He immediately grabbed Nanjian's sleeve on the horse and whispered:

"Brother, hurry up and ignore him, this person has a ghost!"

Nan Jian sensed that what he said didn't seem to mean to joke at all, and not only that, but he also looked terrified. Of course, Nan Jian didn't understand what he was afraid of, but he just thought that he had seen the wrong person and had a misunderstanding.

"Brother Zhang, Liu Daxia is a friend I met in Heihe Town, do you know each other?" asked Nan Jian.

Howling Sky Dragon Zhang Haisheng's head shook like a rattle, "I don't know...... I don't know!"

At this time, Liu Zhongmen had already approached them, "Nan Daxia, you are a group of three, where are you going!" he arched his hand towards Nan Jian and asked.

Therefore, Xiaotianlong Zhang Haisheng had no choice but to follow Nan Jian and reluctantly arch his hand towards the other party, but his face became more and more pale, and it was ugly! At this time, Liu Zhongmen deliberately glanced at him. That glance, with a look that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, made Xiaotianlong Zhang Haisheng shudder and tremble again!

"Liu Daxia hasn't seen you for a long time, and I and my two friends are going to go up to Oolong Mountain for a trip!" Nan Jian bowed to him and said, "Today, how can Liu Daxia's dress be so peculiar;

"Oh, it's hard to put into words!" Liu Zhongmen of Liujiang Jianmen said, "Don't hide it from Nan Daxia, I am currently under a mage, and I am studying some Taoism; ”

Nan Jian nodded and smiled indifferently, "I see, I hope Liu Daxia will penetrate Xuanhuang as soon as possible, become an immortal, and ascend to Bliss!"

"Thank you, thank you, thank you!" he said, taking out three ochre yellow charms from his sleeve pocket, folding them into a triangle, giving each of the three of them one in their hands, and said, "Nan Daxia, you and I have met and had a fate, and here are three peace charms;

"Thanks to Liu Daxia's kindness, thank you, thank you!" the three of them said after receiving the charm he handed him.

And Zhang Haisheng, the Howling Sky Dragon, really wanted to throw this terrible spell out of the clouds, but it was in the way of Nanjian's face. He had no choice but to take it, but he felt in his heart that it was not a charm, but a centipede, or a scorpion, or a poisonous snake!

Seeing the three of them riding away on horseback, a sneer suddenly appeared on the face of Liu Zhongmen, the eldest disciple of Liujiang Sword Sect. This smile has no warmth, no beauty, and no language can explain its mystery and lewdness!

Coming to a hillside under the village, Zhang Haisheng, the Howling Sky Dragon, saw that the red-robed strange man behind him did not follow, and threw the charm he gave him on the side of the road. "Brother Zhang, how did you lose someone's kindness!" Nan Jian said with a smile.

"Brother, Nangong girl, hurry up and throw away this terrible thing!" Xiao Tianlong Zhang Haisheng still said with a frightened face, "I'm not joking with you, this person named Liu Zhongmen is very evil. Just now when we passed by the house with the roar of musical instruments, I saw a lot of ...... in the courtyard in front of me, and he stopped again, he was afraid of scaring them.

"Brother Zhang, just say what you see! We won't be afraid!" Nangong Lin said to him with a curious and amused look.

"I see, I see...... He's gone!" Xiaotianlong Zhang Haisheng suddenly saw a small fork in the woods on the side of the road, and a person came out, so he pointed at him and exclaimed, "He is obviously dead, how can he still walk!"

When the two of them heard this, they were terrified, and when they looked back, Nangong Lin screamed in fright, turned over and got into Nanjian's arms. The person who came was actually in the "Traveler's Home" inn, and Wang Lei, the dart master who was stabbed to death in the corridor by Liu Haiwen, the innkeeper.

His face was blue, his eyes were green, his movements were stiff, his expression was blank, and the wound in his throat pierced by a sharp sword was dripping with blood. He was still wearing the black outfit of a dart master, and he was walking towards Nanjian and them. (To be continued.) )