Seeing Zhang Zhaoyang say this, Yanming knew that his intention had been decided, so he said to Lu Yueming and Tan Feng: "I'm going to stay here, what about you?"

Lu Yueming glanced at Tan Feng, stepped forward and said, "I won't wait for me to enter, I'm here to guard Brother Zhang." ”

Yanming Jushi nodded and said to Zhang Zhaoyang: "Then the virtuous nephew enters, you know the formula." ”

Zhang Zhaoyang said with a smile: "Ten trees in the straight line, eight trees in the right row, six trees in the back row, and six trees in the left row, I have already remembered it, is it correct?"

Yanming said: "That's right, that's it, the Lord of Ten Thousand Swords has a heart." ”

This sentence seemed to be a pun, but Zhang Zhaoyang didn't care, but checked it with him, and took out a bundle of slender snow-white rope from his bag, Yanming's eyes lit up, and asked, "Nephew Zhang Xian, is your silk rope woven with snow silk?"

Zhang Zhaoyang nodded with a smile and praised: "Uncle Yanming's eyes are really like torches, this is made by mixing the silk spit by the snow silkworm that can only be found in the frozen land of the extreme north and weaving it with other precious silk threads. ”

Yanming asked again: "I heard that this snow silk is extremely tough and cannot be cut with ordinary swords, is it true?"

Zhang Zhaoyang said: "That's right, why don't you try it?"

Yanming thought for a while and said, "For the sake of Master Zhang's nephew's safety, I'll try it." After speaking, he took out the sharp dagger he used last time from his arms, and said to Zhang Zhaoyang: "My dagger is as sharp as clay, can this silk rope withstand it?"

Zhang Zhaoyang still smiled and said: "Uncle Yanming, but it doesn't hurt to try, my sword master got this silk rope that day, and he has already tried it, and my Wanjian Peak has not tried it except for the Peak Protection Divine Sword, and other swords can't leave traces on it." ”

Hearing this, Yanming Jushi picked up the dagger and slashed down on the snow-white silk rope placed on the ground, sure enough, when he raised his hand, there was no trace left on the silk rope, Yanming Jushi couldn't help shaking his head, and said: "The master of ten thousand swords is really calculating, I can't bear the child can't trap the wolf, this kind of treasure is also willing to take it out, it's so calculating, it's calculating." ”

That Zhang Zhao Yang still didn't answer, picked up the silk rope from the ground, tied one end to the sour jujube tree where Yanming had crossed the sword marks just now, and tied the other end to his waist, and then said to Yanming monk: " Uncle Yanming, this snow silk also has a benefit, that is, the use of internal force to shake, it will transmit this shaking to the other end, even if the silk rope is tied to the tree, the other party can still feel it, and please Uncle Yanming wait here, and wait for the juniors to enter the forest, please send a message at the interval, the juniors also replied to the message, saying that the juniors are safe, and when the juniors arrive at the other end of the forest, they will send four messages to the seniors in a row, at that time, if you still want to enter, please follow the guidance of the silk rope to enter, how about?"

Yanming said with a smile: "Okay, then it's annoying to work with the nephew, we'll wait for the ready-made child." ”

Then, Zhang Zhaoyang took out the skin of Wan Jianfeng from his arms, handed it to Yanming, and said, "Uncle Yanming, if I encounter an accident in the forest, please return this skin to my sword master." ”

Yanming was stunned for a moment, frowned and said, "Such a precious thing, can your sword master rest assured that he will hand it over to me?"

Zhang Zhaoyang said with a smile: "Since Uncle Shi has formed an alliance with my sword master, he is naturally not an outsider, but he can be entrusted." ”

Yanming reached out to catch it and said, "Although the virtuous nephew enters, when we meet in the secret place, I will return you immediately." ”

Zhang Zhaoyang thanked him: "Uncle Xie, I'll go inside." ”

After speaking, Zhang Zhaoyang pulled out his long sword and was about to enter the forest with his head held high.

Suddenly, the monk stopped and asked, "How long is your silk rope?" I remember that it took a long time to walk into the forest, and it had to be four or five miles away. ”

Zhang Zhaoyang smiled, patted the other bags and said, "The disciple still has something prepared here, if it is still not enough, then the disciple will turn back." ”

Yanming looked at the bag on his waist, shook his head with a wry smile, and said in his heart: "This is a long time, what a hero." ”

Zhang Zhaoyang bowed to everyone again, then lifted his sword and cautiously stepped into the sun-dappled jujube forest.

At the beginning, Yanming Jushi and others could still see Zhang Zhaoyang's back outside, but when he walked deeper, he couldn't see it, leaving only the snow-white filament rope hanging between the trees in the jujube forest, motionless.

Waiting for a cup of tea, there was no movement in the jujube forest, and there was no sound of birdsong, Yanming monk stepped forward, pulled the silk rope with his hand, still tight, and sent it out with internal force, came over for a while, felt a tremor in his hand back, it seems that Zhang Zhaoyang is still moving forward safely, and Yanming's heart is a little more stable.

Yanming retreated again, then Lu Yueming and Tan Feng naturally looked at him very eagerly, waiting for Zhang Zhaoyang's news, Yanming nodded with a smile, and did not speak, in this strange place, Yanming felt a trace of pressure, and couldn't help but spend his energy to resist, so he didn't talk a lot, and he didn't bother to say some superfluous words.

After waiting for another cup of tea, suddenly, Yanming's heart jumped for no reason, it seemed, perhaps, he heard a scream in the forest, but his ears obviously didn't hear any movement, it was still a dead and silent forest, he looked back at the two people around him in surprise, but found that Lu Yueming and Tan Feng were also surprised, their eyes were rolling around, and he secretly said in his heart: "It's not good." Immediately jumped forward, with his hand on the silk rope tied to the tree, luck as before, for a long time, but there was no response, Yanming lay was in a hurry, again Yun Jin sent a message, still no response, Yanming lay man thought about it, with his hand began to pull back the silk rope, to see if it can be pulled out.

Sure enough, it can be pulled, and it is very light to start.

Yanming Jushi pulled the silk rope from the forest with a heavy face, Tan Feng hurriedly stepped forward to help sort out the silk rope that had been pulled out, and Lu Yueming took out his long sword and stood beside Yanming Jujube Monk, staring at the entrance of the sour jujube forest that looked ordinary.

The silk rope has been pulled out a lot, and I have seen Zhang Zhaoyang tie a dead knot, it is estimated that it is the second one he connected, but still nothing is seen, Yanming Jushi couldn't help but speed up, not long after, the silk rope in Tan Feng's hand has been coiled out of the boss's bundle, Yanming Jushi's ears also heard the sound of "Suosuo" in the sour jujube forest, with the change of the speed of his hand, keep making sounds, it should be something that the other end of the silk rope carries, at this time Yanming Jushi was more careful, slowed down, and pumped out little by little.

Near, near, and all of them were on alert.

However, at the end of the silk rope, there was no monster following, and there was nothing on the silk rope, only a thread.

Yanming Jushi frowned, picked up the thread, looked carefully, and saw that the bald thread was irregular, as if it was broken, not neatly cut with a sharp sword, Yanming Jushi put the thread to his nose and sniffed it carefully, and there was a faint smell of blood, and then look carefully, there are still some blood stains on the silk rope, it seems that Zhang Zhaoyang is more auspicious, and there is not even a little relic left, Yanming Jushi sighed.

Over there, Tan Feng also took off the silk rope tied to the tree, and handed over the silk rope made of precious snow silk to Yanming, at this time, Lu Yueming, who was holding a sword in his hand, spoke, and he asked Yanming: "Uncle Yanming, you have been here twice, have you found anything different from other places?"

Yanming thought about it and said in wonder, "I didn't notice any difference." Did you find anything out of the virtuous nephew?"

Lu Yueming looked at the deep jujube forest, and said thoughtfully: "Uncle Yanming, I grew up in the mountains since I was a child, although I have never seen such a large jujube forest, but I often go to other forests of such a large size, and I have been here for so long, I have always felt that this jujube forest is different from other forests, and after thinking for a long time, I found that this jujube forest is very strange, as if there is fog in it, and the sunlight can't get in." ”

Yanming Jushi smiled and said: "Yes, the virtuous nephew is very careful, the last time we entered, it was foggy, we couldn't see far at a glance, there was not much sunlight, and there were a lot of animal and human bones in it. ”

Lu Yueming nodded and said, "In all dangerous places, there are always people who will be curious to break in, and the animals will also enter recklessly, leaving the bones is not special." It's just that there's something special about it that you don't find anywhere else?"

Yanming and Tan Feng said strangely: "What's particularly special?"

Lu Yueming said: "Listen, are there any birds in this sour jujube forest?"

Yanming and Tan Feng listened quietly, and sure enough, there was no bird call in the mysterious forest, and Yanming thought about it for a while, and said: "What the virtuous nephew said is right, the last time I entered the forest, it seemed that it was also silent, and there was no bird call. ”

Lu Yueming said with a straight face: "This is the strangeness of the younger generation. The birds are no better than the beasts, they have wings, they can go anywhere in the world, and the woods are the home of the birds, this huge sour jujube forest actually has no birds, don't you think it's strange that Uncle Yanming thinks?"

After listening to Lu Yueming's words, Yanming's heart suddenly flickered, and seemed to sink, the hairs on his whole body stood upside down, a cold sweat on his back, and then looked at the silk rope stained with blood in his hand, he panicked for no reason, and then looked at the dead and silent jujube forest like a sleeping monster, he didn't want to stay for a moment, waved his hand and said: "Virtuous nephew, this is not the place to talk, let's leave first, find a safe place and talk about it in detail." ”

Lu Yueming and Tan Feng hurriedly said, "But according to Uncle Yanming's orders." ”

Yanming didn't say much, put the silk rope woven from snow silk into his bag, and took Lu Yueming and Tan Feng to perform light skills and left quickly, never looking back.

The dense fog in the quiet jujube forest flowed, and nothing seemed to have happened.

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