The woods outside the house are the woods where Zhang Ye stayed last night, called the Blood Maple Forest, every autumn, the prince in the city will bring the servants and beautiful relatives to the forest to watch. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoIt's the height of summer at this time.,Naturally, it's not the season to watch.,This month's dark and windy night.,It's not going to be a good person in the blood maple forest.。

But I don't know what Zhang Jin's embroidered pillow is going to do, or alone!

After Zhang Ye followed Zhang Jin, he guessed in his heart that Zhang Jinmu was not slow at all. As soon as he entered the maple forest, Zhang Jin suddenly lightened his steps, became cautious, and circled around the forest a few times before continuing to move towards the depths of the forest.

Not long after, Zhang Jin went to a stout old tree surrounded by a few people in the forest. Zhang Jin stood in front of the tree, brushed the slightly messy hair on his forehead, took a few deep breaths, calmed down, and then took out a jade slip, put it in his palm and gently knocked it three times.

But after a while, I saw a flash of inspiration on the old tree in front of me, and a person actually walked out. This person was wearing a plain white robe, with a kind face, a bright gaze, a head full of white hair fluttering, and a fairy appearance.

Zhang Jin bowed slightly, the muscles behind him were tense, his voice was hoarse, obviously extremely nervous, and said: "Senior, I have already taken the "Nine Turns from the Fire Technique" according to your instructions, you will give me the antidote." ”

Zhang Ye is a chill in his heart, this nine turns away from the fire is definitely the Zhang family's best method, and the people in the clan who are qualified to participate in the study are only five fingers, how did this Zhang Jin get it like this?

The fairy-spirited old man nodded slightly, and when he saw that Zhang Jin finished speaking, he just looked straight at himself, without the slightest action of handing over the magic trick, his face was cold, and the kind color disappeared in an instant, and he was replaced by a cold face.

Seeing that the old man's face changed, his body shook, and he seemed to be about to fall, he took a step back and said, "Please give me the antidote first, and I will present the formula." ”

The old man's eyes flashed, and his face changed back to a kind look, and he said, "You show me the formula first, and then I will give you the antidote when I confirm the authenticity." The tone seemed to be unyielding.

Zhang Jin hesitated, seeing that although the old man's tone was strong, his face was kind, his heart was slightly loosened, his hand flashed, and he took out the jade slip and handed it to the old man. The old man took the jade slip, his eyes flashed, and he frowned: "Why is there only the magic of the first three turns?"

Zhang Jindao: "This recipe is incomplete. ”

The old man's face was displeased. Zhang Jin was uneasy, and said, "Please also ask the seniors to give me the antidote." ”

The old man snorted, took out a thumb-sized elixir and handed it to Zhang Jin. Zhang Jin took the pill, took it with his head up, and walked towards the way he came, but after taking a few steps, his face suddenly changed, he turned around suddenly, made a ho-ho sound in his mouth, and fell to the ground.

The old man sneered at the two of them, turned and walked towards the woods.

Zhang Ye squatted in the distance, was surprised to himself, suddenly vigilant in his heart, jumped up suddenly, and suddenly a green light jumped out from behind him, pressing closely.

In an instant, a chill jumped from the bottom of his heart, and Zhang Ye's whole body spiritual power was running rapidly, running forward for a long distance, but the chill behind him was reluctant. Zhang Ye's heart froze, knowing that life and death were at stake at this moment, a flash of inspiration flashed in his hand, and the short sword with a black spine jumped out violently, catching up with the green light behind him.

When the short sword met the green light, there was a dinging sound, and the green light was blocked by the short sword, Zhang Ye finally had the opportunity to run a few steps forward, turned around and looked, only to see the white light of the short sword flickering, and steadily blocked the green light in the air. Zhang Ye looked carefully, only to find that in the green light was a thin needle that was a finger long.

"Hey, do you have a baby?" the white-haired old man slowly walked out from behind the tree on the side and looked at Zhang Ye with a surprised expression.

Zhang Ye's heart was slightly cold, since this old man could not go up and down with the short sword, at least he was in the late stage of foundation building. Zhang Ye stared at the old man coldly, the light in his hand flickered, and he took out the Snow Eclipse Sword.

"Do you still have a treasure?" The old man looked at the sword in Zhang Ye's hand in surprise again, his eyes flashed, "Who are you and where is your teacher?"

Zhang Ye opened his mouth for a while, but he had nothing to say, he didn't even know what his master was called.

Seeing that he didn't answer, the old man sneered at the corner of his mouth, and his originally amiable face looked hideous and terrifying at this time, and said: "You take down this short sword, and then give me the long sword in your hand, and I will let you live." ”

Zhang Ye naturally didn't believe the old man's words, his heart moved, and he suddenly realized that the old man couldn't deal with the short sword, and he felt a little relieved when he thought of this. looked at the old man, and saw that he was standing on the opposite side casually, but the spiritual light in his hand flashed slightly, as if he was casting a spell to maintain the fine needle.

Zhang Ye's heart turned, and he said: "If the seniors are willing to let the juniors live, they will naturally be grateful. ”

The old man nodded slightly, and his face showed kindness again, but he saw Zhang Ye standing still in place, and said: "It's just that the juniors still don't understand something, please ask the seniors to solve their doubts." ”

The old man was obviously stunned and said, "What's the matter?"

Zhang Ye's gaze swept over Zhang Jin on the ground, and said, "The trick that the person just took is true?"

The old man frowned and said, "Of course." ”

Zhang Ye looked puzzled, and asked again: "I heard that the Nine Turns from the Fire Secret is the secret of the Zhang family, how can this person take it?"

The old man sneered, as if he saw through what Zhang Ye was thinking, and said: "Ming people don't say dark things, since you kid sees it in your eyes, why are you pretending." I gave this kid poison first, and then threatened him with a trick, it's as simple as that. ”

Zhang Ye's face remained unchanged, and he said: "The Zhang family is a big family with hands and eyes in the Liangcheng area, aren't you afraid?"

The old man sneered twice: "I took this trick and floated away, what are you afraid of him doing?"

After speaking, the old man sneered on his face: "I know what your kid has in mind, your short sword is obviously a gift from others, driving without a trace of spiritual power, you deliberately delay time, want to exhaust my spiritual power, and win without a fight." ”

Zhang Ye's face changed, and he was vigilant in his heart, and the old man said what he was thinking.

The old man was not in a hurry, and said: "I just see that your sword is very good, and I don't want to spoil good things, and if I want to exhaust the spiritual power in my body, it is far from enough." ”

Zhang Ye's heart froze, he jumped up violently, raised his hand and slashed out a white sword light. The old man's face did not change at all, and with a wave of his hand, he smashed the sword light, and surprise flashed in his eyes, "You are also from the Zhang family?"

Zhang Ye sneered and didn't answer, but the old man's face changed suddenly, "Could it be that the Zhang family has already chased after him?"

The old man's face was cloudy, and Zhang Ye slashed away with another sword light, and his body slammed backwards. The old man suddenly laughed and said, "The kid dares to fool me, how could the Zhang family send a kid who has practiced the fourth level of qi to chase me?"

Zhang Ye knew that he was not an opponent, and when he saw that the old man was temporarily restrained by the short sword, he suddenly ran towards the forest behind him.

The night breeze blows, and the leaves in the forest rattle. It was pitch black all around, and there seemed to be a trap everywhere. Before he ran far, Zhang Ye's feet were already weak, but he didn't dare to stay at all.

Suddenly, a chill came from behind, and Zhang Ye jumped to the side suddenly, avoiding the green light from behind, stopped, and bent down to gasp. The old man came slowly, holding a short sword in one hand, a green light flashing in the other, and looking at Zhang Ye with blazing eyes.

The old man's gaze swept over the short sword in his hand, and said, "Let me ask again, where are you taught?"

Zhang Ye raised his head and met the old man with his gaze, not afraid at all. The old man's eyes flashed with a cold light, and the green light in his hand jumped out, stabbing towards Zhang Ye. Zhang Ye raised the snow erosion sword in his hand, just blocking the fine needle, but blocking the strength of the attack, and suddenly his chest and abdomen were full of pain, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his body flew backwards.

The old man sneered, waved his hand, and the green light jumped, and stabbed towards Zhang Ye again. Zhang Ye raised his head, his eyes were cold, but the corners of his mouth smiled, and the order in his hand flashed.

The old man was stunned for a moment, and suddenly became vigilant, and suddenly a white light jumped up from under his feet, and his momentum was like a rainbow. The old man's face changed, and the light in his hand flashed, and he was about to summon back the thin needle to resist, but it was too late. The white light passed through the old man's heart and turned into a short sword and returned to Zhang Ye's hand.

Zhang Ye sat in place for a while, knowing that this place was not suitable for a long time, so he reluctantly got up, walked a few steps, and saw that the old man's heart was pierced, and he couldn't die anymore, and he secretly said that he was lucky. Zhang Ye withdrew the short sword in the old man's hand, took his storage bag, found the thin needle nearby, and walked towards the depths of the forest.

After a long time, Zhang Ye finally became exhausted, sat under a tree, and was unable to get up. Fortunately, no one chased after him, Zhang Ye rested, meditated to recover his spiritual power, until the sky was getting brighter, he got up and buried the bloody clothes under the tree, walked around the forest, found a stream to wash his body, changed his clothes, and then torn and soiled his clothes, dressed as a beggar, and walked towards the forest.

When Zhang Ye returned to the dilapidated house in the house, the old and young beggar was wandering around the door, and when he saw Zhang Ye coming back, he hurriedly turned over and said, "Where have you been early in the morning?"

Without waiting for Zhang Ye to answer, the old beggar pulled Zhang Ye in the direction of the city and said, "I forgot to tell you yesterday that the Wang family is going to recruit some servants today, you are young and strong, and it is a good place to go." ”

Zhang Ye was stunned, his chest ached slightly, and he couldn't find a reason to refuse, so he had to follow him into the city. The old beggar pulled Zhang Ye straight to the Wang family's house, and saw a group of people crowded at the door from a distance, including nearby villagers dressed plainly, and down-and-out people in ragged clothes. The servants at the door were pulling their throats, lining up the noisy crowd one by one.

The old beggar pulled Zhang Ye to stand at the back of the team, looking at the servants in front of him, his eyes full of envy. Zhang Ye couldn't help but mention in his heart, what if he was recognized by the people of the Wang family?

Although the queue is long, the selection is fast, and the young and strong are preferred, the price is cheap, and the homeless are preferred. After a while, it was Zhang Ye's turn to be in front, Zhang Yezheng was unsettled, and the old beggar suddenly pulled Zhang Ye's sleeve and said, "Young man, if you enter the Wang family in the future, Xiao Li'er will trouble you to take care of it." ”

Zhang Ye was stunned for a moment and woke up. The old beggar looked at Zhang Ye, and his expression was self-evident: "The old man who has half a bone into the ground is just such a grandson." ”

Zhang Ye nodded. He has come before the servants of the chosen man. The servant was wearing a cyan linen robe, looked Zhang Ye up and down, and said, "What's going on on your face?"

"Abrasions. Zhang Ye was in a hurry when he fled for his life last night, and his face was cut several times.

The servant nodded, "What's your name?"

"Li Feng. ”

"Where do you live?"

"Xiaoye Village. Zhang Yehu said a name.

The servant raised his head puzzled, and Zhang Ye said again: "I went out and was attacked by bandits, my relatives died, I was homeless, and I fell here." ”

The servant nodded, patted Zhang Ye's shoulder, and said, "Go in." ”

Zhang Ye's hanging heart finally let go, and after entering the door, he followed the person in front of him to the backyard, but after a while, Xiao Li'er also followed.

The servant in the backyard saw that Zhang Ye's face was scarred and horrible, and sent him to do the chores of chopping wood and sweeping the floor.