Fortunately, thanks to the "Flying Kidnapper" to guide the way, Xie Chenfeng avoided a lot of twists and turns in his search for Tianhu Island.

No one would have thought that Tianhu Island, with such beautiful mountains and rivers and beautiful scenery, would be a terrifying spy agency, the secret base for training killers in the West Factory.

The dense and verdant leaves of the woods surround the Tianhu Lake to form an outer embankment, mixed flowers and thorns, and small birds chirping.

The two of them walked through the forest embankment for a long time, and their eyes were cheerful.

The water of Tianhu Island is clear, the lake is shining, and the ancient trees of Zhuzhou in the middle of the water are lush and ghostly.

Yong Shoukang pointed to Zhuzhou and said that it was Tianhu Island, which dominates the rivers and lakes.

The lake with a radius of one mile is full of blue waves, and there is not a single boat in sight.

Yong Shoukang told Xie Chenfeng about the story of Tianhu Island. The lake was originally a natural pond, and the residents of the neighborhood often came to fish. Later, it was rumored that there were vicious and vicious pythons in the lake, and the government ordered the residents to set foot in the lake, and confiscated boats and fishing gear.

A few years ago, Ye Xue, the "Holy Hand Scholar", often came to the home of the "Chess Saint" to play Go. Yong Shoukang occasionally discovered the whereabouts of the "Holy Hand Scholar", and he followed Ye Xue here driven by strong curiosity. It is estimated that there is a lookout post on the island, and Ye Xue sent a boat from the other side to pick it up.

After listening to the introduction, the "Ruthless Swordsman" has a general understanding of the situation on Tianhu Island, and plans to act at night.

Now there was still some time before the night, Xie Chenfeng planned to recuperate, and didn't want to go back and forth, so he waited patiently in the embankment.

Anyway, being idle is also idle, and chatting to pass the time will feel faster.

Xie Chenfeng deliberately joked with Yong Shoukang: "Wait for the night, let's swim to Tianhu Island." ”

Yong Shoukang was shocked, and hurriedly excused: "I have inconvenient legs and feet, so I can't swim." ”

Xie Chenfeng couldn't help laughing: "It's okay, I've already thought of the method, just cut down two trees and hold them in the water." ”

The kidnapper was frightened but stubborn, "I-oh! My stomach hurts suddenly, and I may have eaten something unclean, so I can't go with you." "He is a man who cherishes his life, knowing that the island's institutions are dense and unpredictable, and he has long been terrified, so he is afraid that he will not be able to avoid it, and he is willing to risk his life.

Xie Chenfeng clearly knew the reason, smiled slightly and said humbly: "Take care of your body, take care of your body!"

......

It is difficult to be a woman, and it is even more difficult to be a successful woman, Tong Jingwen has paid too much price. She abandoned Zhang Shaojie in pursuit of happiness. She abandoned Yu Ziqun in pursuit of success.

Now she bears the eternal infamy of the water-based poplar flower snake and scorpion, but public opinion does not have too many accusations against Yu Ziqun, the negative man who touches flowers and grass, and this world is too unfair! The shackles of morality have been put on women's necks since ancient times.

Yu Ziqun forbade her to visit her son, and Yu Ziqun secretly sent someone to scuttle Zhang Shaojie's fishing boat.

She can't bear it, Yu Ziqun empathizes, don't fall in love, and is extravagant.

The fact that he has come to this point is the result of the "Red Bee Ronin" Yu Ziqun pressing forward step by step.

Her relationship with Zhang Shaojie is reliable, and her relationship with Yu Ziqun is romantic. The two most important men in her life have left Tong Jingwen one after another, who can personally feel her grief! No one has ever seen Tong Jingwen cry sadly, this does not mean that she will not be sad and crying. She will never let others see the sadness and vulnerability behind her. Only she knew how many tears of sadness and despair had soaked the pillow at night.

Love is empty, love is ashes.

She no longer believes that there is any man in the world who can bring true happiness to herself.

Once she was bitten by a snake for ten years and was afraid of the well rope, she no longer wanted to dare to endure the emotional game.

Tong Jingwen saw and felt the hunting infatuation from Ye Xue without regrets, and she didn't dare to really accept this lingering and sympathetic feeling. Yu Ziqun's unforgettable love has left an unforgettable wound on her soul, which is difficult to repair.

Now the only thing that can worry Tong Jingwen is her nine-year-old son Zhang Wei, who disappeared inexplicably after Zhang Shaojie's death. Her heart is forever full of endless guilt and remorse for Zhang Wei, she has never fulfilled her due responsibility as a mother, and her son has suffered too much that is not commensurate with her age.

Time flies, and night falls.

The moonlight is faint, the morning stars are sparse, it seems cold and quiet, and the shadows of the scenery are like a light veil, revealing a trace of confusion and mystery.

The embankment forest is extraordinarily quiet, mixed with the occasional birdsong and insect chirping, which makes people feel an inexplicable horror.

The night sky is gray and blue, and the lake is soft and empty.

Xie Chenfeng waited for the opportunity and finally waited for the time to start acting, and the hazy and blurry night was a godsend.

The "Ruthless Swordsman" climbed the tree and picked a stack of leaves.

He walked to the lake, threw out the first leaves, like a light and elegant butterfly, leisurely moored on the surface of the lake about five meters away, his body was as light as a butterfly, and his arms were as light as a rainbow through the sun, and his arms jumped on the surface of the lake with agility.

The moment his body froze in the air, he tossed out a second leaf.

The leaves are tossed evenly on the surface of the lake, and the floating leaves are tapped on tiptoe.

Xie Chenfeng's body was fleeting, like a lightning arc, like a sand gull and waves.

This beautiful and wonderful picture is dreamlike and mesmerizing.

Brilliant light work!

This series of actions seems to be natural and handsome in one go.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, the "Flying Kidnapper" would never have believed that there was such a shocking light skill in the world.

The "Ruthless Swordsman" was like an elf that almost drifted away from the surface of the lake, and disappeared in the misty night haze in a blink of an eye.

The ancient trees of Zhuzhou are reckless, the withered vines and leaves are intertwined, and the withered yellow grass is full of fallen leaves. The scenery reveals endless depth and weirdness in the hazy night haze. A narrow, whitish path spirals like a long snake into the woods.

Since Tianhu Island is a forbidden place, there must be a meticulous and dangerous mechanism, Xie Chenfeng carefully explored the way forward with a tree pole.

The vicissitudes of the sea, the difficulties and dangers, the world-famous "ruthless swordsman" can survive unharmed to this day, and naturally has its way of survival.

Brave men do not live long, and they are easy to be mediocre when they are careful. Boldness and carefulness have become a necessary quality for a master's long-standing reputation.

He will also take risks, but not recklessly, and will be attentive but not timid.

Caution and preparedness do not seem insignificant on Tianhu Island.

There are dense traps everywhere, traps with bamboo sticks upside down, iron clips full of burrs, sudden crossbows, and nets falling from the sky......

The vine forest array is strange and impermanent, and people are caught off guard.

Perhaps Xie Chenfeng inadvertently touched the mechanism, and the vine forest array was inexplicably activated.

As if given a soul by magic, the plant attacks the person with its teeth and claws.

The trees are surrounded by ghosts, and the people are spinning rapidly over and over again, which is dazzling.

The criss-crossing vines are like fierce snakes and pythons, which are reckless and reckless, sweeping and entwining people with nowhere to escape.

The "ruthless swordsman" didn't want to sit still, so he made a move to "soar into the sky", jumped up like a pillar of waves through the air, and spun even if the move "plummeted", and sensitively turned around and fell down, he was like a handsome crane flipping and moving freely.

Holding a wooden poke in his left hand in the array, his body was forced to stand upside down in mid-air.

The woods spun like an airtight steel wall.

The vines swept back like beasts hunting for food.

The swirling circle of trees gradually shrinks, and the vines that wrap around the cane taut.

At the moment when the picture froze, Xie Chenfeng seemed to just swing a sword casually, but it had an indescribable beauty.

The Infinite Sword was like a silver and brilliant arc of lightning fleeting in mid-air.

Wuji Sword, the sword is ruthless, a sword comes out, and a meteor dies.

Lightning and flint, earth-shattering, shocking.

The spinning space-time suddenly fell silent.

Everything in heaven and earth seems to have become nothingness.

The "ruthless swordsman" is like a crane standing in the middle of the battle in a reserved and lonely manner.

The body exudes an outstanding temperament of unruliness and arrogance.

Countless broken vines were like severed snake pythons, and they instantly spasmed and went limp.

The rapidly rotating tree wall seemed to be broken, and it instantly withered and fell into dead silence.

The famous vine forest formation was completely destroyed.

Xie Chenfeng walked out of the forbidden place with difficulty through the vicious organs.

In front of you, there is a different kind of scenery, where a large expanse of poppies blooms vividly, like a beautiful and bright red golden lamp, which changes into a transparent purple in the faint moonlight, which makes people linger in a blurry and wonderful dream.

Among the beautiful flowers, the pavilions are carved with beams and cornices, which are connected to the winding corridors, and the red lanterns scattered in a patchwork exude a hazy and soft light.

Such a strange and elegant place makes one suspect that he has strayed into the fairy boudoir, and the air is filled with a refreshing fragrance.

The environment is beautiful and elegant, and the layout is unique.

Only a dignified, elegant and otherworldly woman deserves to have this.

The reality is a great irony. The owner here is a woman who hides needles in the twilight.

"Poppy Lady" Tong Jingwen Huo Ran was worried about the life and death of her rival Yuan Jiali, she was so suspicious that she was not soft-hearted about the life and death of her rival.

Tong Jingwen thought that she could now control her own fate and that of others, but in fact she was already manipulating the life and death of her rival Yuan Jiali to make her life worse than death, otherwise it was not enough to eliminate the hatred in her heart.

She will repay a thousandfold of the harm inflicted by others.

After her rival Yuan Jiali returned to Tianhu Island, she was secretly imprisoned by Tong Jingwen, and her body was amputated, and her limbs were put into a one-meter pottery urn, with only her head exposed.

Life is fragile and tenacious.

Yuan Jiali, who is usually weak and inflexible, is only fed leftovers every day, and surviving amazingly for half a month.

The result of being jealous will make a beautiful woman end so miserably.

Winning the king and defeating the king is an eternal truth, who let her meet a sinister and vicious opponent with a honey-bellied sword.

"Poppy Lady" Tong Jingwen no longer chanted the scriptures, but cautiously turned around to review the tightness of the door latch, and sneakily moved one of the incense burners in front of the base of the Buddha statue, and the base suddenly revealed a knob carved in the shape of a poppy flower.

With caution, she looked around the entire hall again, and after making sure that she was safe, she stroked the knob with her palm and slowly turned it clockwise.

With a slight and hoarse "crunch, crunch, crunch—" sound, something unexpected happens, and behind the benevolent Buddha statue hides an unknown dark room.

When building the Buddhist hall, Tong Jingwen had been planning for a long time to secretly build a dark room at the same time to prepare a home for her rival.

In the darkness of the dark room, Tong Jingwen used flint to ignite all the oil lamps, and the dim and treacherous lights instantly filled every corner of the dark room.

On the left side of the dark room stood a round-bellied pottery urn like a tumbler, and the head at the top of it was like a black sphere shook a few times, and a terrifying voice came out: "Do you feel too lonely and lonely in the days without men?" I have a good suggestion, with your own appearance, you have no problem hanging a head card in the Fengyue place, heh...... Hehe......"

"Poppy Lady" gritted her teeth with hatred, "Tian shameless vixen! If it weren't for the seduction of people like you, why would Yu Ziqun be so ruthless and unjust?"

Yuan Jiali sneered as if she came from an eerie hell;"No wonder Lao Yu said that you were too stupid before his death, it seems that there is a certain truth." ”

"I've never heard of it, it's you who spread the rumors, right?"

Yuan Jiali ignored Tong Jingwen's doubts, "Yu Ziqun is uninhibited by nature, only a woman with all kinds of amorous feelings can control his heart, but someone asks others to be single-minded in the face of Qin Duchu, do you say it's funny?"

Tong Jingwen was ridiculed by her rival for no reason, and she was at a disadvantage in her aura, and her face couldn't help turning blue and purple. "I think it's funny that somebody is behind bars and doesn't know whether they're alive or dead. ”

There is no difference between life and death, Yuan Jiali fearlessly continued to talk and laugh: "Lao Yu said before his death that he never really loved you, do you want to know what the reason is?"

Tong Jingwen said disdainfully: "This is strange, could it be that he would fall in love with you, a woman with inferior taste and shame?"

Yuan Jiali's voice was like a silver bell, and she laughed wildly and uninhibitedly, revealing a kind of self-satisfaction: "It is true that you are unfortunate enough to be right, Lao Yu said that you are dull like a dead pig when you are in the clouds and rain in Wushan, and my novelty can always make him young and happy to regain his majesty." ”

Yuan Jiali's sharp words were like needles, coldly piercing Tong Jingwen's heart. Her lips trembled in pain, and she hated the embarrassed man and woman in her heart, and she must let her rival die in despair and pain in the slow torment. "The advantage of the tongue, I am not as good as you, if you talk about the city, you are not as good as me, the facts are there, I am in control, your life and death. ”

Yuan Jiali sneered and said: "You are not a winner, you lost love, I won true love, why regret death?"

Tong Jingwen said calmly: "I don't want to argue with you about success or failure needlessly, you are better off dead now, and I live a life of fine clothes and jade food." ”

Yuan Jiali pondered for a long time and seemed to have made a lot of determination, "How about we make a deal?"

"It's all come to such a miserable point, what qualifications do you have to negotiate a deal with me?"

Yuan Jiali looked a little disheartened and said, "But if you want to die quickly, there is nothing else to ask for." ”

Hearing the opponent's compromise for the first time, Tong Jingwen enjoyed the pleasure of victory and anger, "Since it's a deal, you have to have capital, right?"

"Lao Yu left a treasure before his death, and he only told me the location of the treasure. The voice seemed weak.

When Tong Jingwen heard that there was a treasure, her indifferent pupils immediately revealed a lustful glow, and her tone seemed a little impatient: "Where? Tell me quickly." ”

"I may be dying, and I don't have the strength to speak, so please come and hear me tell you where the treasure is. ”

Tong Jingwen didn't think about it, and approached the opponent to listen.

The head of the urn mouth was like a powerful lioness suddenly gnawing fiercely at Tong Jingwen's side neck, but fortunately, Tong Jingwen practiced martial arts and became quick and quick, and quickly pushed away the pottery urn reflexively.

Even so, a bloody wound was cut on her neck by sharp teeth, and she scolded angrily: "Crazy!

Yuan Jiali let out a shocking and poignant laugh, "Providence! Providence...... For half a month, I have been waiting for a counterattack, but the will of heaven has allowed you to escape, I am unwilling, I am really unwilling!"

Tong Jingwen was almost hysterical: "Your life is not as good as death, and I will make it a long way away." ”

"Haha! haha......" Yuan Jiali laughed unscrupulously and said reservedly: "I can't manipulate how to live, but I can choose how to die." As soon as she finished speaking, Huo Ran clenched her teeth, blood flowed from the corners of her mouth, revealing an extremely painful expression, and then she opened her bloody mouth and spit out a lump of flesh and blood, and her head drooped and could no longer move, dead!

Tong Jingwen reacted quickly, and Yuan Jiali bit her tongue and committed suicide. It was really unexpected that Yuan Jiali ended her life in such a way, and Tong Jingwen regretted it until she was angry.

Tong Jingwen briefly treated the wound on her neck, and then wrapped a scarf in an elegant tone, which was still so charming and charming.

What happened just now really frightened her, and Tong Jingwen held her breath for a long time before she calmed down.

She walked out of the blood-smelling chamber as if nothing had happened, her palm lightly falling on the knob and turning it slowly counterclockwise to close the chamber.

The Buddha hall is restored to its original state, and the Buddha statue still presents amiable and kind eyes.

The main attic, where the foliage and bamboo shadows are intertwined, is exquisitely constructed and generous, revealing a timeless charm of simplicity and elegance.

The precious red sandalwood plaque is engraved with a strong and powerful seal character "Poetry Notes, Tea Garden", revealing a strong fragrance of books.

In front of the door, there are two rows of guards with three people each, shrewd and strong.

The patrolling guards shuttled back and forth one after another, checking the passwords from time to time, and it seemed tense.

Xie Chenfeng cautiously hid behind the strangely shaped rockery, and shrewdly observed the enemy situation.

You have to outwit to have a chance to find the "Military Defense Map", and the gains outweigh the losses.

What to do?

Xie Chenfeng's thick eyebrows were frowned, his eyes were deep, and he was thinking about the strategy when he tried it.

Finally, his heart was moved to come up with a plan to fish in troubled waters, his indifferent and shrugging cheeks stretched, and his worried pupils revealed the brilliance of agility and wisdom.

Xie Chenfeng tore through his clothes, tore pieces of cloth and wrapped the stones and ecstasy pills together, and threw them into the poppy bushes with all his might, and suddenly there was a green and confused smoke, as if a beautiful and dreamlike mirage suddenly appeared.

The guards and patrols of the "Poetry Garden" were amazed and began to discuss the phenomenon in bewilderment.

The timing is once in a lifetime!

Xie Chenfeng summoned the "Breeze Phantom", and his figure drifted suddenly, like an ethereal ghost flying into the elegant attic out of nowhere.

The attic structure is exquisite, the beams and columns can not be seen inside, the pattern wood is interlocking and inlaid into the dome roof, the style is novel, the famous wood utensils with oil paint are beautiful and generous, the cup and tea set are clean and delicate, the Hunan embroidery Shu brocade curtain is full of color and flowers, and the landscape bonsai Chinese painting is hung to reveal the freshness and elegance.

It is indeed worth this trip to have this eye blessing to see the different prosperity of ingenuity, Xie Chenfeng is like the owner here looking left and right leisurely.

Xie Chenfeng Huo Ran was alert and agile, like a ghost, hiding behind the screen.

Then there was the sound of footsteps gradually approaching and becoming clearer, and two young girls in red and purple clothes with clear eyebrows came in the attic.

The girl in red spoke first, "Have you noticed it?" Since the death of the former island owner Mo Ming, the lady has become in a trance, and she is not as shrewd as before. ”

The purple-clothed girl said with deep sympathy: "Yes, yes, as far as the matter of preparing drunken soul wine is concerned, this was originally Madame's specialty, but she has always missed it recently, and the ecstasy mixed with the wine is either more or less, causing the Holy Hand Scholar to fall asleep or pass out," Speaking of the Holy Hand Scholar, Ziyi sighed regretfully, "The Holy Hand Scholar can also be regarded as a talented and intelligent person, according to common sense, ordinary people will also be aware of abnormal physical reactions, and it is strange that he seems to know nothing as if nothing happened." ”

The red-clothed girl Bing Xue said intelligently and compassionately: "The Holy Hand Scholar is trapped by love, and he wants to get it but is afraid of losing it, maybe he knows everything very well. ”

Ziyi's eyes were full of tears and sentimentality: "There is a lover in the world, how can Mrs. be willing to cruelly treat Ye Xue Gongzi, who has no regrets and no regrets?"

The red-clothed cup bowed and looked left and right, and poked the other party's forehead in disgust, "You don't want to die, and it's not your lover, what does your heart hurt?"

The purple-clothed girl looked around in silence and lowered her volume: "I'm just so infatuated with Ye Xue that it's not worth it." ”

Hongyi pondered for a moment and said in confusion: "Madame is not absolutely unkind, she is often obsessed with the portrait of her parents and children with tenderness. ”

Ziyi suddenly woke up from a dream and said: "I almost delayed the matter, the ecstasy in the wine may be less, the Holy Hand Scholar is only in a half-asleep state, I have to know Madame." ”

The red and purple clothes went separately to get busy with things.

The green smoke of the Buddhist hall curled, Tong Jingwen slowly and rhythmically knocked on the wooden fish, kneeling on the futon and facing the portrait of her son Zhang Wei on the side wall in deep repentance.

The portrait is of an eight- or nine-year-old child, whose appearance is comical and awkward and pitiful, as if the naughty boy was too exaggerated at random, with a head like a big winter melon, a wide and large mouth, and fat lips like a fish, and an honest and silly expression.

Tong Jingwen stared at the portrait of her son with a fascination and love, her expression complex and revealing happiness and guilt.

All the mistakes are my mother's fault, I shouldn't have selfish desires, I shouldn't abandon my husband and children and elope with someone to make a big mistake, can you forgive me as an incompetent mother?

The soul is like being soaked in bitter and bitter water, soft and fragile. The dark pupils reveal infinite tenderness, infinite melancholy, and it is mesmerizing.

Zhang Wei, do you really refuse to recognize me? I know that it is because of me that you have suffered too much that is not commensurate with your age, I really don't want to do this, I really don't know that it will make you unlucky, after leaving, I know that I made a mistake but I can't turn back and face you without shame, in fact, I miss the days of harmony between the male farmer and the female weaver, so many years, my heart is always repenting, so many years, my heart is always worried.

When the "poppy lady" was worrying about her stomach, the girl in purple rhythmically and clearly knocked on the door of the Buddhist hall.

Tong Jingwen gently stroked the tears on her cheeks with both hands, took a deep breath of cold air and slowly exhaled her depression to calm down her mind, and then calmly got up to open the door. With indifference on his face, the corners of his mouth revealed coldness, and his dark pupils radiated a cold light: "What's the matter?"

The purple-clothed girl replied cautiously and obediently: "It may be that Ye Xuegongzi's resistance is getting stronger and stronger, and he hasn't fallen asleep yet." "What a clever girl! Even if the master makes mistakes, it is someone else's fault.

Tong Jingwen said quietly: "I know, I'll go and see it later." ”

Soon after the Buddha hall walked out of a graceful middle-aged woman, her face like a rose always seemed to have a charming and charming smile, the golden earrings in her ears set off the red cheeks more and more beautiful, and the dark pupils sometimes flashed with sultry affection.

Xie Chenfeng, who was hidden in the shadows, recognized this familiar woman at a glance, she once galloped through the crowd of fugitives in Jinling regardless of the safety of others.

Xie Chenfeng almost knew the identity of this woman from his aura - Tong Jingwen, the "poppy lady" of Tianhu Island.

The woman twisted the water serpent's waist and walked away as if the wind were blowing.