"Uncle Shi, some people say that there are evil demons in Junling Mountain, is there something wrong in the mountain? Sikong Zhan was spitting in the tent, and Hao Dafeng broke in.

Sikong Zhan opened his eyes and said lazily: "What are you fussing about, how can there be evil demons inside, oops, it can't be an old naughty boy pretending, do you know that your uncle is out of tune, thinking that it is not normal to be scary?"

"No, no. Hao Datong explained: "It's definitely not Uncle Zhou, it is rumored that there are evil ghosts in the mountains outside, and several people have seen it with their own eyes, but it is only because of the strange fog that they escaped with their lives." ”

"Did they really see it with their own eyes, not a prank?" Sikong Zhan was suddenly surprised, but he still didn't believe it.

"This ...... I'm not sure about it, but I've heard it, and I'm afraid it's spread all over the world by now. Hao Datong hesitated.

"If there really is an evil ghost, maybe it is an evil demon who is taking advantage of the strangeness of Junling Mountain to do evil. Sikong Zhan still remembers the evil ghost, and a magic weapon on his body came from this.

On the day when the warlocks of the Quanzhen Sect attacked, Hao Datong was also very sensitive to evil spirits, and he had the same idea as Sikong Zhan, and also thought that there were evil demons at work here.

While the two were talking, they heard a voice outside the tent: "Amitabha, my old friend has been fine lately." ”

Sikong Zhan was stunned, then overjoyed, hurriedly greeted out of the tent, saw a light coming this way, shouted and laughed: "Okay, monk, you don't have leisure, running around the world." ”

Inspired by an old friend, the poor monk also wanted to travel. "One step at a time, it seems to be slow and fast, and in a few breaths, it has come to the front.

"It should be like this, going out more often, there will be unexpected opportunities, which is much better than just sitting at home. "Sikong Zhan never knew what politeness was.

Let a lamp into the tent. Sikong Zhan opened his mouth and said: "Monk, you came at the right time, I'm afraid that Junling Mountain will be haunted here." ”

"Poor monks have occasionally heard of it, but I don't know if it's true or not?" When Yideng inquired about Sikong Zhan's location, he heard people talk about it at the foot of the mountain.

"Whether it's true or not, we'll find out later. "Sikong Zhan is at ease.

"The matter of Junling Mountain is so big, but I don't know if the seventh brother will come?"

Sikong Zhan is not sure: "Poor Dao can't say, if it was before, with his lively temperament, he would definitely come running with his eyes, but he just said not long ago that he wanted to break through the realm." I'm afraid I'll hold back my temperament. ”

A light glanced at Sikong Zhan, meaning that it was not stimulated by you, he sighed: "Seventh brother may not come, the pharmacist has avoided Peach Blossom Island since Huashan, and he has not been out of the island for several years, and I am afraid that he will not come this time, Ouyang Feng was broken by Chongyangzi Dao Chang, and now he doesn't know where to hide to heal, let alone show up." The East Evil, the West Poison, the Southern Emperor, and the Northern Beggars are only poor monks. ”

"Hong Qi has been eating, drinking, and having fun all these years, and he has been running around a lot, so it's time to be quiet. Lao Huang, I'm afraid you have to wait, of course, if you want to go to Peach Blossom Island, I didn't say it. Western poison. If you die, it is a great joy in the rivers and lakes, alas! Good people do not live long. The scourge has been left for thousands of years, and the rivers and lakes are in trouble. ”

Listening to the meaning of a lamp, Sikong Zhan pouted, and asked him to say that it was hypocritical, and Huang Yaoshi swore that he would never go out of the island if he did not push the Nine Yin True Scripture back, but that was after deceiving the fool Zhou Botong's Nine Yin True Scripture.

He didn't have anything to say about the northern beggar, as for the Western Poison, he had long hoped that the guy would simply burp and fart, so as not to come out and harm everyone, but unfortunately, although he was a big butterfly, he also instigated a lot of movements, but it was related to Ouyang Feng in the Western Regions, and he couldn't influence it.

Sikong Zhan and Yideng were gossiping, and they could hear the noise outside, and there were quite a few people. Hao Datong came out of the tent and saw a resolute and majestic man at the head, leading a group of people to this side.

"What are you ......?" Hao Datong asked.

"It's Taiguzi Hao Zhenren. Someone in the crowd recognized Hao Datong.

The middle-aged man at the head hurriedly hugged his fists and said: "In the lower iron face judge Shan Xin, I have seen Hao Daochang. ”

"Don't dare!" Hao Datong returned the salute.

"Dare to ask if Sikong Zhenren is there?" Shan Xin's expression was eager, he was really afraid that Sikong Zhan was not there, although many people knew that the two masters of the Quanzhen Sect lived here, but Xiao Xiao?

"Uncle Shi happened to be there. ”

"I have something important to meet with the chief of the Sikong Dao. ”

In the tent, Sikong Zhan wondered in his heart: "Judge Iron Mask, I don't know at all, I don't know what he is looking for me, I might as well see him first." Without waiting for Hao Datong to reply, Sikong Zhan said: "Come in!"

Shan Xin was overjoyed and said respectfully: "Thank you for the real person." ”

Although Shan Xin has five out of thirty, and he is already halfway away, when he meets the predecessor of the Wulin Taishan Beidou Quanzhen Sect, the number one master in the world, and it is rumored that there is a fairy magic by his side, he still can't help but become excited, and his heartbeat accelerates slightly.

"Although my martial arts are not first-class, the nickname of the iron-masked judge is also well-known in the rivers and lakes, and I have seen many Xiao Zhou Tian masters. I don't want to hear that I want to see Sikong Zhenren today, but I am nervous, and I am no different from those fledgling juniors, it is simply embarrassing, if I let those fellow Jianghu know, I will not be laughed at by them.

No, I have some identities, and the iron-masked judge is not called in vain, and his performance is too restrained, in case the real person is taken lightly,......"

Shan Xin keeps cheering himself up, there is nothing to be afraid of, the real person is not a pair of eyes and two legs, just like a normal person. He knew this principle, he inevitably thought about it, took a deep breath, barely calmed down, and when he followed Hao Datong into the account, he was already calm and returned to the true colors of the iron-faced judge.

Entering the tent, I glanced at it, the furnishings were very simple, to be exact, it should be very simple, except for a simple futon with only five people sitting in a circle, there was nothing else, and the futon was bought in a nearby village.

A young Taoist priest sat west and east, facing the entrance of the tent, thinking that it was the real person he was looking for. Judging by his age, he is indeed extremely young. Although the appearance is young, it does not show the slightest childishness, especially those eyes, quiet as a secluded pool, bottomless, not like the eyes that a young man should have.

There is a middle-aged monk on the right side, he doesn't know, this person is angular and resolute, there is no ordinary monk's kind eyebrows, but a graceful, luxurious overflow, majestic like a mountain, giving him great pressure in his heart.

The monk in front of him was definitely not ordinary, he thought about it, can the person who can interact with real people be an ordinary person, he couldn't help laughing at himself in his heart.

Depending on the situation, the two must have been talking before.

He couldn't help but apologize and said to Sikong Zhan: "Disturb the real person." ”

"It's okay!" Sikong Zhan introduced to Shan Xin: "Next to the poor road, this is the master of the first lamp of Tianlong Temple. ”

Shan Xin was instantly moved. (To be continued.) )