"It's only in the middle of the night that I can see how bold Meng Li is. Qu Wenchang said with a smile, and then he took out a bunch of money from his sleeve and put it on the ground, looked at Meng Li and said, "I bet on this month's pocket money, you don't dare to go!"

"Then you are going to lose miserably!" Meng Li stretched out his hand to take the copper coin on the ground and said proudly, but Qu Wenchang pressed it down on the spot and said: "Don't worry, how about you come back to get this gambling money when you go?"

"Then how do you know if I'm going or not?" Meng Li raised his eyes and said.

"So be it. Qu Wenchang thought for a while and said, "There is a statue of a white fox in the Forbidden Forest, you just need to take a stone from the statue and show it to me, and I will know." ”

"It's that simple?" Meng Li raised her eyebrows, and said with confidence in her heart, "Then you are sure to lose, don't you just go to the statue of the white fox and pick up a piece of it, what's so difficult about it?" Then she turned her head and didn't forget to take Song Zixian to make a small fortune and said, "Do you want to gamble together?"

"The place in the forbidden forest is full of miasma, I don't know what strange things are, so," Song Zixian also took out a bunch of money from his sleeve and put it on the ground and said cautiously, "I'll bet on you to lose for the sake of insurance!"

As soon as Song Zixian took the lead, the rest of the people also followed the gambling money and said: "Meng Li, although you often mix with our brothers, but you are a girl's family, I don't believe you are so bold as this!" After speaking, they put copper coins on the ground one after another.

Seeing this, Meng Li jumped to her feet angrily and said, "You just look down on people like this?" After speaking, a sharp gaze swept towards Wu Youzheng and said, "What about you?"

Wu Youzheng hurriedly raised his head from the aroma of the freshly roasted sweet potato, and said with a smile: "I bet you won, but I'm still too young to have any money on me." ”

Meng Li immediately lowered her head in disappointment, and when she raised her head, she said with an unconvinced face: "You just wait to lose all the light!" After speaking, she got up and set off in the direction of the Forbidden Forest with high spirits.

"Don't, they're just joking and teasing you, are you really going?" Song Zixian saw that she couldn't stand the excitement and hurriedly got up and grabbed her.

"What's the matter if you really go, I don't dare to say or do it like you!" Meng Li left him unlucky, Song Zixian saw her so stubborn and knew that he couldn't stop it, fortunately, Meng Li had been in Xuanmen for some years, and she had some kung fu on her body, and she didn't think she would suffer in that empty wasteland, so she was relieved a lot.

The Forbidden Forest, hidden in the mist, is full of jackdaws, cooing, everywhere you can see broken walls and ruins among the fallen grass, some huge bronze statues with iron chains have fallen for no reason, and they are indescribably eerie. It's a hot summer, but here is full of cool breezes and cold blows, overgrown with weeds and starry fireflies flying in the meantime, adding a little atmosphere.

The sheep intestine trail leading to the forbidden forest was also buried by a few feet of barren grass because no one had set foot in it for a long time. Meng Li carried four lanterns in his hand and walked cautiously according to the road under his feet, and with each step, the mosquitoes hiding in the barren grass followed the brightness of the lights desperately, and for a time he was bitten by mosquitoes and itched unbearably, which was very annoying. In addition to the chirping of crickets, there are bursts of frogs.

When he arrived at the Forbidden Forest, Meng Li found that it was indeed as Song Zixian said, some dilapidated palaces and palaces had collapsed and abandoned here side by side, allowing the weeds to drown the former glory.

"Look at this appearance, I'm afraid this is really the predecessor of the Xuanmen, but why is it abandoned in the wilderness now, and don't let us come in to see?" Meng Li's heart was full of countless questions, but after coming back to his senses, he felt that it was not good for him to stay in such a gloomy and dilapidated place, so it was better to find the statue of the white fox quickly. So she took a step, groping her way through the rubble.

"There won't really be a white fox here. Meng Li couldn't help but feel a little furious in his heart, and remembered many strange legends about the white fox in his mind, but quickly shook his head and tried his best to stay sober and said: "It's going to be fine, the white fox turned into a human form and confused all young scholars, what am I doing with a little girl?" But then he said: "What if, it's a male fox?" Thinking of Meng Li, she quickened her pace at the moment, walked desperately, forcing herself not to look back, and chanted "Amitabha Buddha" in her mouth to strengthen her courage.

Not only did I not see the statue of the white fox, but instead walked into a deeper open area, which was very different from other places, there was no sound of insects and no overgrown weeds, and it seemed that there was a force that forced back the spread and growth of all things here. Meng Li pricked up her ears, and she could faintly hear the sound of a sword, sonorous but as thin as a mosquito. She cautiously walked away and followed the sound, the sound of the sword becoming clearer and clearer.

Passing through a slightly dilapidated place, Meng Li stopped in a place where the sound of swords was dense, and when he raised his eyes to look at it, he saw that there were many iron cables around him, and many sharp swords were inserted into the dust like an arc of raindrops, and in the middle was a giant sword covered with blue spots. For some reason, Meng Li suddenly felt a burst of killing aura sweeping through it, which was very uncomfortable.

Meng Li took a closer look at each sword on the ground, and found that the blades of each sword were engraved with their own names under the hilt of each sword, including Yue Nu, Cheng Ying, Taiyi, Long Yuan, Tai'a, Chixiao, and Zhan Lu! These seven swords are all peerless swords that once shocked the world, but now how can they not enter this wilderness and let the rain wash and wear it, at this moment they are all standing in this barren grass with a murderous aura, and the giant sword with the strongest murderous aura standing in the middle is also engraved with a word: condensation.

Seeing this word, Meng Li was suddenly shocked, one of the three treasures of Xuanmen, none of the martial arts swordsmen coveted, known as the devil's cursed condensing sword! This is a peerless good sword, but unfortunately no matter how good the sword is, it will bring death.

This sword has been in the dust here for a long time, but it can still be seen from the flowing water of the sword body, it does not have too many patterns and decorations, because these are indescribable its sharpness. The person who died under this sword must have been very happy, and the owner who held this sword must have been a martial artist. But no matter who his master was, no matter how high his martial arts were, they all died in the end without exception, and only this sword and the blood that could not be washed away from the sword were buried in this wilderness.

Look at the sword after the erection of a stone stele, the stele has been damaged after the wind and rain, but Meng Li can vaguely recognize the simple handwriting depicted by the small seal above, the left said: Heaven and earth ghosts and gods are gone, the right said: The Quartet talents and sages come to sing, and the horizontal criticism says: The troubled times do not come out!

"Since he has been tempered into a first-class murder weapon in the world, how can he escape the fate of the troubled times?" Meng Li couldn't help but sigh at a young age.

"The sword is dusty, and the uselessness of heroes is the greatest tragedy in the world. Meng Li couldn't help but say, after saying that, she was about to leave this killing place surrounded by sword qi with a lantern. Her feet stepped on the ground, and immediately felt like stepping on a hard branch, she took the lantern in her hand and carefully illuminated the surroundings, and looked down to see that the three souls were scared away on the spot, and the remaining half souls stayed in place and couldn't stop screaming!

Under this sword mound, there are a lot of white bones scattered all over the ground!

This corpse was so horrible that it was scattered in the field, just like those famous swords, let the rain wash away, and no one collected the corpse!

Why are these bones scattered here, and who are they?

Meng Li didn't have time to think about this, the lantern she was carrying was already shaking violently with the trembling of her arms, and she stood in place trying to leave but couldn't move.

She was only twelve years old, and her mind was not yet sound enough to see the point of life and death, and when she suddenly saw these accumulated white bones, she was already so frightened that her soul was not possessed, and she was even more afraid to move at the moment, but if she didn't move, she had to continue to accompany these bones, so she felt even more afraid!

There's a reason why this place is called the Forbidden Forest! There's a big reason why Master won't let them in!

Why did she take risks for a few dollars and put herself in such a terrifying place?

"Help--" Meng Li shouted that the heavens should not be, and the earth was not spiritual! At that moment, he had to come up with his only way to alleviate his fear, and wept loudly in this wilderness!

At this moment, an ethereal and invisible ghostly figure flashed in front of her eyes, and in the blink of an eye, a chill ran on the back of Meng Li's neck. There are so many souls sleeping under the condensed sword here for no reason, do you want to seek an exit for revenge from this world after hearing the popularity at this moment? Meng Li shuddered suddenly, and then looked at the more and more ethereal ghosts in front of him, and his eyes were dazzling and fluttering in front of him, like a ghost fire, slowly approaching Meng Li's body.

Meng Li was so frightened that the saliva in her mouth overflowed the tip of her tongue, and she wanted to breathe like she was drowning, but she couldn't find a place to breathe.

"Ahh

"I've never harmed anyone, I don't even dare to step on an ant to death on weekdays, don't come to me, it's useless to look for me!" Meng Li shouted loudly at the ghost with all her strength.

The ghost then cautiously floated back, and suddenly an old and inhuman voice came out of his throat: "You little doll is not harmful, what does it matter to me whether you step on the ants or not? Why did you come here for no reason to disturb the dreams of my apprentices?"

When Meng Li heard this, his heart was shocked, can ghosts also speak?

"Are you a human or a ghost, what are you doing here?" the ghost also asked, and then he stretched out his nose and leaned over to Meng Li and sniffed hard, Meng Li didn't dare to move and let the ghost sniff, only to hear the ghost let out a burst of ecstatic laughter, unwrapped a cloth tied around Meng Li's waist, held it in his hand, squatted aside and devoured the contents of it.

It was a supper that Meng Li had prepared for herself, a few sweet potatoes roasted in the back mountain just now, she saw that the ghost figure was buried in the sweet potatoes and ate very sweetly, and said in her heart: "He actually eats things that people eat? So he is not a ghost?"

The ghost didn't answer, and after swallowing the sweet potatoes in his stomach, he licked the residue on his fingers with great satisfaction, and then raised his head contentedly and said with a smile: "I am me." ”

Meng Li raised the lantern in his hand and shone at the ghost, and saw that the man was about sixty or seventy years old, only wearing a tattered Taoist robe, his white hair was fluffy and messy like weeds, his filthy face was no longer recognizable, and his body was as thin as a crane. Even so, Meng Li could hear his even breathing and breathing sound, if it was really a person, just by his ghost-like figure just now, it could be concluded that this person's light skills had reached the point of knowing what he wanted, but there was such an unknown master in the Forbidden Forest? Sure enough, people can't look good, and the sea can't fight!

"Senior, you just said that all the apprentices lying here are you?" Meng Li pointed to the white bones on the ground.

"Yes, they're too tired from practicing, so I'll let them rest more!" That man, since he called those white bones his apprentices, he thought that he had a lot to do with these bones before his death, but he actually said that let them rest and rest, could it be that he lingered here like a ghost day and night, but didn't know that they were all dead?

"Don't seniors know that they are already dead like this?" Meng Li said slowly in a low voice.

"Dead?" said the man, who suddenly stood up from the ground, as if looking for something, and kept repeating the word "dead" back and forth, anxiously moving back and forth here.

"Senior, are you okay?" Meng Li said worriedly, looking at him like this.

"Don't bother me, I'll forget when you argue, where have all my apprentices gone?" the man suddenly thought desperately holding his head.

Suddenly, he seemed to be crazy, facing the white bones on the ground, his eyes were red and said: "Little four, little five, little six, don't sleep, get up quickly, you won't be able to sleep again!" Then he really squatted down, picked up the scattered white bones from the ground and held them in his arms, and cried loudly: "You can't sleep, you can't sleep, if you sleep, Master won't wake you up! It was Master who hurt you, Master is sorry for you!" After speaking, he screamed in a hurry and jumped, looking very painful.

"Seniors, they're dead!" Meng Li couldn't help but say as she looked at the idiot appearance of the person in front of her.

"No, no, they're not going to die. The man shook his head resolutely and said, "Come, Master, Master will heal you, Master will definitely save you!" After speaking, the old man raised his hand and lifted a stream of true qi from the dantian, and slapped the white bones in his arms to convey the internal force, and the internal qi was like a majestic river, and the surrounding sand and rocks suddenly flew away.

Meng Li looked at him so stupidly, he actually healed the bones of the bones, and he was really delirious, so he hurriedly stepped forward and said: "Senior, don't waste your skills, you open your eyes and take a good look, they are already a pile of white bones!"

As soon as the man heard this, he came back to his senses and looked at the thing in his arms, and it was indeed a pile of white bones, and his eyes were about to crack at the moment, and he suddenly looked at Meng Li in front of him, and said mightily: "Han Zhen, you unfilial disciple, what are you doing when you come back, seeing that the teacher will not end you today, and clean up the portal for Xuanmen?" After speaking, he turned out a palm in his arms and was about to hit Meng Li's chest, Meng Li was shocked and felt that he was really doing a wrong favor, and he wanted to take his life for no reason, and he would be a new skeleton here in a few days, and he cried bitterly at the moment.

The man suddenly withdrew his palm, but he still recognized Meng Li as the person in his imagination, and said with tears in his eyes: "It's all the teacher's fault, if it weren't for the teacher's dedication to only asking you to work martial arts, and forgetting to teach you the fundamentals of being a man, how could you be wrong again and again, how could these brothers and sisters of yours die innocently and tragically?" After speaking, he cried loudly.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, he still attributed all the faults to himself, and couldn't bear to involve his apprentices. Although he is now stupid and not like a normal person, he is still a good master who loves his disciples like children. Meng Li stopped her tears, and felt pity for the person in front of her at the moment.