Zhou Fei's heart groaned, and she almost pulled out the knife.
However, the next moment, her ears moved slightly, and she heard a very light rustling sound of clothes not far away - only the sound of clothes swaying in the wind. Fei was unaware of his existence.
She originally thought that Manshan's sentries were half a kilogram with her, but she didn't expect that there were still masters hidden in the corner.
Just when Zhou Fei began to worry about whether she would reveal her traces, there was a sudden coughing sound like she was about to die. The hand on her shoulder followed the master's cough and pressed down involuntarily. It seemed that the person couldn't even stand still, and regarded her as a human-shaped armrest.
Zhou Fei turned her head cautiously, and saw a middle-aged man with a skeleton in the innermost black prison. He was hidden in the shadows, and he was silent, so she didn't even notice it. Here's a living thing.
This man had white temples and was dressed in commoner clothes. Although his shoulders were not hunched, he was not very straight. He shook his head gently at Zhou Fei, before he had time to say anything, and then he coughed again, which made Zhou Fei's chest feel tight, almost out of breath with him.
The person not far away seemed to pause for a while, probably because he didn't want to get close to this TB patient, he let out a low "tsk" in disgust and disgust, and turned to the distance.
Only then did the middle-aged man let go of Zhou Fei, press his chest, leaning on the side to rest, his breath was very weak.
Zhou Fei hesitated for a while, and did not leave immediately, she whispered, "Thank you... Senior, are you alright?"
The middle-aged man looked up at her, Zhou Fei met his gaze, and was startled for no reason. Those were a pair of turbid, somewhat lifeless eyes, and when they looked at them, their hearts tensed for no reason.
The man said lightly: "Where is the little girl, you are so brave."
Among the forty-eight villages, there are countless people who are hidden from the world. Many people, like Mrs. Wang, seem to be just ordinary old men and women, but they may have unpredictable skills. Zhou Fei didn't know much, and she didn't know how firewood, rice, oil, and salt were sold when she went out. The only thing she'd seen was too many experts.
But those elders in the village... Including the head of Li Da, no one gave her an indescribable pressure like the middle-aged person in front of her - even if he looked more empty than Zhou Yitang.
Zhou Fei couldn't help being a little cautious, and replied, "I have an elder brother in my family who was caught by them when they were out alone. I had to come to find it and disturb the seniors."
The middle-aged man half-closed his eyes and said, "Oh, where is the teacher?"
His words can be described as very rude, with a little condescension that he is used to giving orders, but his attitude is very natural, making people feel that he is born to speak like this.
Zhou Fei hesitated for a while, she didn't know what the person in front of her came from, and she knew that she had no experience, so she was afraid to find trouble for the forty-eight villages.
When she was alone, she was quite arrogant and fearless, but when it came to the home, the cautious and careful sleeping all over her body suddenly woke up.
It's a pity that Zhou Fei can't talk nonsense since she was a child, so she asked her to make up one temporarily, but she couldn't make it up, so she had to hide and half reveal: "I have some kung fu handed down from my ancestors at home, and my parents pass them on casually, and I practice randomly to keep fit. It’s just a body, our family is sparse, there are three people in total and two brothers and sisters from relatives, we can’t talk about a serious sect.”
The middle-aged man said "um" and didn't know if he believed it or not. Anyway, he lost interest in her and waved his hand to signal that she could get out.
Zhou Fei was actually a bit lonely and didn't like to talk to strangers very much, but seeing the haggard appearance of this man, she couldn't help but think of Zhou Yitang.
In the cave during the day, she heard Xie Yun say a few words and swept away thousands of troops. Although there was nothing on her face, she couldn't help but feel up and down in her heart. Lin Lin, there must be a lot of famous doctors and attendants. After so many years, no news has been sent back to the village. Can you still remember their mother and daughter
Her complex worries involuntarily moved to the middle-aged man in front of her, and she couldn't help asking, "Is the senior ill?"
The middle-aged man didn't seem to expect her to take the initiative to talk to him, so he was stunned for a while, and then said briefly, "A little old injury."
Zhou Fei said "Oh", every time she couldn't find anything to say, she wished that Li Yan could be possessed, she thought about it, took a steamed bun, and handed it in through the gap in the prison door .
The middle-aged man looked at her strangely.
"I came here from the sentry pavilion," Zhou Fei explained, "they eat it by themselves, it's not poisonous. I think the medicine in the diet is very hurtful. Since senior is hurt, it's better to eat less. "
The middle-aged man stretched out his hand to take it, took the steamed bun with some residual warmth in his hand and looked it over and over twice, as if he had never seen a steamed bun in his life, and then he did not thank him, but asked lightly: "Where did the brother you just mentioned get locked up by them?"
Zhou Fei shook her head blankly.
The middle-aged man gave her a deep look: "Then you dare to break in? Do you know who the owner of this place is?"
Xie Yun said it was "a bunch of not-so-dignified Jianghu friends". He probably guessed that she didn't know what he said, so he omitted it.
The middle-aged man said, "Have you ever heard of 'the mountain of living and dead'?"
He seemed a little impatient to talk nonsense, and thought that a few words would be enough, but Zhou Fei's expression seemed to be even more dazed.
The middle-aged man frowned and said coldly, "Why don't the unweaned cubs come out and walk around, your family is really empty."
Zhou Fei was a little unhappy, but then she remembered that the words "there are few people in the family" was her own nonsense, so she had to put the fire back for a while, and at the same time wondered what identity this person was, and why she was so indifferent even at her age. Can you speak human
"There are countless monsters and monsters on the mountain of living and dead. There are four main positions on them. They are not ashamed. They are named after the four elephants. They are a group of world-famous shit stickers. "Underworld", and then the four brothers bit their own dog and got into an infighting, which coincided with the confrontation between the north and the south, and both sides wanted to exterminate them, so they fell apart - one of them, Suzaku, fell near Yueyang. It’s all over the world, and now it’s huddled here, and I know it’s not appropriate to show my face, so I depend on the Huo family for what they need.”
Zhou Fei suddenly realized: "Oh."
But after the "oh", she only roughly understood why these masked people were so handy at doing dirty things, and she didn't have too many other feelings. After all, she had never seen the real bodies of these "monsters and monsters" with her own eyes, and she wanted to talk about "underworld" "Come on, forty-eight villages who "become bandits" are not going anywhere.
The middle-aged man glanced at her: "Suzaku's master's name is Mu Xiaoqiao. Back then, because of some minor disagreements, he went to Mount Tai alone. He picked the three elders of the Taishan faction within a stick of incense, and broke three ribs of the head. In front of everyone's eyes, he broke open the chest of the only son of the head, grabbed a lively heart, and threw it on the ground."
Zhou Fei's eyes widened this time. She knew about the Taishan faction. The Qianzhong family in the Forty-Eight Villages had moved here from there. Zhong's founding patriarch used to be a disciple of Mount Tai, and he later incorporated the palm technique into the halberd and created this department.
When the middle-aged man saw that this ignorant little girl was finally frightened, he gave a bit of a bitter smile: "Finally, a sect that you know - it's good if you know it well, you're lucky, now you know it, hurry up get out."
Unexpectedly, Zhou Fei, who was "frightened", said in her heart, "It turns out that it was so powerful that the plan that turned the world upside down just now won't work. I still have to be careful. Why don't I search for the antidote quietly first, and let out some helpers to talk about it. "
She said to the middle-aged man, "Thank you for your guidance, senior."
After she finished speaking, she nimbly jumped down from the door of the stone prison, and two or three ups and downs went to the row of houses behind the horse pen.
The middle-aged man suddenly opened his eyes and saw that she was ignoring his advice at all. He stared gloomily in the direction Zhou Fei was leaving, and said in a low voice, "Looking for death."
At this time, a shadow "flowed" down from the place where Zhou Fei had just stood, and landed at the door of the stone prison. Only then did he realize that this "shadow" was actually a person. True shadows are no different.
The man in black respectfully knelt down on one knee, waiting for the middle-aged man in the stone prison to order.
"It's okay." The middle-aged man said lightly, "A little episode, it doesn't matter, I just want to know, are you sure Suzaku is in this mountain tonight?"
The man in black opened his mouth and said something, but he clearly didn't say anything, but the middle-aged man in the stone prison seemed to "hear" it. Go ahead and follow the original plan. Killing Mu Xiaoqiao is nothing to Huo Liantao."
As soon as the black shadow lowered his head, he seemed to respond with a "yes", and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a shadow again, clinging to the mountain wall like a gecko, and had already climbed several feet.
At this moment, the middle-aged man in the stone prison suddenly said, "Hold on."
Hearing the sound, the black shadow tamely slipped back to the door of the prison, waiting for orders.
I saw that the middle-aged man who looked like a tuberculosis ghost broke a piece of steamed bun, put it on the tip of his nose with great distrust, and smelled it carefully. He looked extremely serious when he was eating, and his brows were slightly wrinkled, as if he was making a difficult choice.
After finally swallowing this piece of steamed buns, the middle-aged talent whispered: "That little girl just now, if you see it, let her die—it's fine if you don't see it, let's see her luck."
Zhou Fei had no idea what was brewing in the peaceful valley. She patiently and carefully searched for half an hour, and finally followed a few handymen to find the back kitchen's site. After knowing the danger here, she didn't dare to take the seemingly ordinary handymen in the back kitchen lightly, and tried her best to keep up with a short, fat cook.
The cook was probably hungry at night. He wanted to make a late-night snack for himself, but he didn't want to be seen, so he reprimanded the apprentice and other handymen and went to the kitchen alone.
Zhou Fei stared at him with good eyes, breathed, breathed, and moved, subconsciously imitating the rhythm of the cook's walking. Just as the fat cook pushed open the wooden door of the kitchen, Zhou Fei suddenly attacked, leaning forward as he leaned forward. The moment when her back was the most relaxed, she did not hesitate to use the knife, only to hear a "pop", the fat cook didn't even say a word, and there was already a hole in his throat.
Zhou Fei: "…"
What about the monster den
Was the sick uncle just now trying to scare people