Surprisingly.
It was clearly a powerful and unparalleled record, which made countless men feel terrified, and it is still apprehensive to hear it - the foot of the son and the grandson.
Chapter 55 Sigh Cang Cang: Shameful Hero Tears (1)
Same night, same night.
The night wind pulls the pine trees, the light water surrounds the pavilion, and the cold air diffuses out, reflecting the sound of the ding-dong running water very clearly.
Standing on the bank of Taihu Lake, this other courtyard covers a wide area. The dim yellow lights are constantly on in the middle of the night, penetrating the thin mist and forming a thin yellow mask. The water in the courtyard is ding-dong, and the pine trees welcome guests, which can be regarded as a model of large families in the south of the Yangtze River.
A man in black was paddling on the lake and slowly reached the back door of the house. He didn't knock on the door, but stood up straight from the ground, jumped over the wall, tapped the tile roof as he fell, and only made a light tread, no louder than squeezing melon seeds and peanuts. If there are martial arts practitioners here, just because they are so proficient in this way, they will know that they are the masters of the world.
The man in black swept across the roof, his huge body reflected in the moonlight.
The man in black didn't seem to want to hide his identity very much—or had absolute confidence not to be discovered—even though the clothes on his body were black, they were not night clothes at all, but a black satin brocade. It is not so much a night walk in black, it is better to say that the master of a large family travels at night, but the color of his favorite clothes is black. No matter from which side, there is always a slightly different temperament than others.
He seemed to disdain to do this, so he did it deliberately. But it's hard to say whether this painstaking effort was in vain. If an acquaintance bumps into it, just from the big sword with a faint glow and a hint of heat from his waist, his identity is ready to be revealed.
Luo Yan, the second master of Luojian Villa, and his Yan Huang, there are not many people in the world who don't know each other.
Luo Yan crossed into the courtyard and stayed in a backyard. With a show of his body, he jumped into a dry well without hesitation. The skillful and decisive posture is obviously not the first time here.
The shaft was getting wider and wider, and the space was already open when he was about to reach the ground. Luo Yan easily turned over and recovered his head and feet, standing firmly on the ground. With a little exercise, with a little moonlight from the sky, the dark bottom of the well suddenly had a rough outline.
This is no different from the bottom of a general well, except that there is a hole in the wall of a certain direction that is not too small or too small to allow a person to climb into it. The hole was not big, but it got bigger and bigger after crawling in for a while, and then it was able to walk upright. If Luo Yan stopped walking for a while, he knew that there would be no result if he continued to walk down here. It's just a dead end there.
This place was originally a secret passage set up by the Luo family to deal with foreign enemies, so he naturally knew the details in the middle.
There was a metal plate on the stone wall somewhere in the middle of the passage. Luo Yan used a special technique to tap three times and retake five times.
Behind this stone wall is a large stone room. As soon as the door is opened, you can see no less than five or six hundred men in strong suits sitting inside. Everyone is born tall and big, and some even look different from the Central Plains. As soon as Luo Yan came in, he met these hundreds of pairs of hidden hostile eyes, but Luo Yan did not waver and walked silently to an iron gate at the end of the big stone room.
"Yo, isn't this Second Master Luo?"
This iron gate was guarded, and when he saw Luo Yan, he said with a lifelike expression.
"You're here, wait for my announcement. This iron door is locked, otherwise it won't open." The boy pointed to a protruding stone and said, "Just sit there for a while." There was a lot of mockery in his tone.
Luo Yan remained silent.
"No, this is the Luo family's place, Luo Mouhe uses others to open it."
"Hey, you have the keys..."
Luo Yan suddenly took a deep breath, and pushed his big palm sharply, a scorching breath swept out, only to hear a bang, the big palm has smashed the iron gate and flew out.
"you you you… "
The doorman looked stupid, Luo Yan snorted coldly, and walked in.
He couldn't help but frown in less than three steps. The iron door opened, and an infiltrating medicinal gas wafted out.
This secret room was originally a place for the leaders of the Luo family to rest temporarily, but after this group of people came, they made a mess.
Luo Yan stood at the door and did not walk in. Because of this infiltrating medicinal smoke. Going ten feet forward, a large cauldron was burning in the center of the secret room. The fire was raging, and I didn't know what was being boiled in the cauldron, but I could only vaguely see that the things surging inside were extremely thick. A rickety old man held a long and thick wooden stick in his hand and kept stirring the contents of the tripod.
As soon as he stirred, two columns of peculiar smoke wafted out of the tripod. It was two kinds of smoke, pink and green, rising in columns, entwining each other at high places, but they did not blend in, crawling and biting each other, like wolves and leopards chasing each other. The pink smoke had an unusually rich sweetness, and it seemed that people were intoxicated. The green smoke is acrid and pungent, and when it touches the tears, the nose can't help but flow down.
I don't know why the old man was able to resist, and seemed to continue stirring without realizing it. However, when he picked up the wooden stick again, he saw that the head of the stick had already disappeared, and the length of the whole stick was much shorter. The end of one end of the wooden stick seemed to be bitten by some wild animal, while the rest of the stick was densely packed and seemed to be corroded to rot. This wooden rod is made of ebony, and the hardness is resistant to gold and iron. However, after entering the cauldron, it disappeared in a moment. The corrosive power of the potion in this cauldron is really terrifying.
Luo Yan knew that this was the highly poisonous poisonous smoke secretly passed down from the southern border, both of which were extremely powerful. Even with his internal strength, Yaoyao still has to use his whole body to fight against it when he stands here, so that he can resist the urge to vomit and vomit. So I didn't dare to get close.
There is a stone chair at the end of the central axis of the secret room, covered with a gorgeous white tiger skin, and a burly man sits cross-legged on it. looks.
The man suddenly raised his head and inhaled, and the two different-colored fumes would disappear a lot, while the man's face showed a crimson color, which seemed to be the result of inhaling the two poisonous fumes.
The direction in which the poisonous smoke drifted was towards him. The man stopped a strange and inexplicable cloud of poisonous smoke, which made people feel palpitations. Obviously he is running some kind of strange evil art, and the poisonous smoke in this room is designed for him.
The man worked for more than half an hour, and he sucked out the poisonous smoke in the whole room. Two strange poisonous fumes were being absorbed in his body at the moment, and the situation where he could not see his face suddenly disappeared. A clear face appeared, but it was even more terrifying. On the left side of his face, there was a pink bump and swelling that turned blood red, as if the swelling was about to burst out of his cheek. At this level, it is still bulging, and it seems that the poisonous centipedes are slowly crawling on the face, which is extremely terrifying. The face on the right is pitted. It seems that there is a blood-sucking poisonous insect living in the cheek, constantly sucking blood. The skin shriveled rapidly, and the complexion of the young man seemed to be ten years old now. Half of the face withered to the point where the prototype of the face was revealed. Looking straight into the distance doesn't look like a human, just a thin sheet of shriveled human skin wrapped in a terrifying skeleton.
It would be hard to believe that such a peculiar scene appeared on the same person's face. No matter which side, it can almost be concluded that this person's life is not long, and his death is in an instant.
The man suddenly opened his eyes, and his left and right palms collided with each other. The two extreme forces hit one place. The swelling and withering on the left and right faces seemed to move with each other. The swelling on the crawling face gradually disappeared, while the cheek on the other side gradually became bloody. It seemed that the poisonous substances on both sides were intertwined, and the man's face suddenly regained the characteristics that he couldn't see clearly, but even so, it could be seen that the two strange conditions had completely disappeared from his face and even his body.
Both poisonous fumes are quite unusual. The pink poisonous smoke is taken from the red-refined poisonous scorpion produced near the southern Xinjiang volcano. It feeds poison day and night, and gathers hundreds of poisonous scorpions to fight each other. Concocted in this way, cultivate a hundred red scorpion kings, and then fight one last fierce battle. The finally born Gu king is the raw material of this poisonous smoke - red scorpion blood.
The other green poisonous smoke is collected from snake venom, which is the private collection of the Southern Border Ten Thousand Gu Poison King. Thirty years ago, the Poison King of Ten Thousand Gu kept a black dove, which was extremely poisonous. One day when I was out looking for poison, I saw a golden silkworm with a bone-eating body. The Poison King was delighted to see the hunter, so he fought against it with his own dove. The two poisons are on the same level, and neither should be close. But he didn't notice a small green snake approaching behind the dove. It moved like a flash of lightning, and it took two bites in an instant, and it poisoned both the different dove and the golden silkworm to death.
This little green snake is called the Bi-Scaled Snake. Later, the little snake got the poison of the two major poisons, and the poison was unmatched. The whole body was green and shiny, and the corrosive green smoke that spewed out was all harmless. The Ten Thousand Gu Poison King said it was just right, and used various means to subdue the little snake. Domesticated to this day, it is already a giant snake with a length of more than three feet.
Both of these are extremely vicious poisons, but the old man collected the venom of the two poisonous insects, accumulated them for a hundred days, put them in a large cauldron and mixed them with countless poisonous bones and poisonous herbs.
It turned out that the man's idea was excellent. He entrusted the old man to use the specificity of these two poisons to carry out the mutual extermination of yin and yang, forcing out the potential resistance in his body, thereby improving his own skills.
Of course, these two poisons with diametrically opposite properties are extremely poisonous, and their internal strength is slightly inferior, not to mention inhaling chemical sodium. Just taking a mouthful of them will cause death. Although this method is wonderful, in order to use it, in addition to such a rare poison, it also requires a solid foundation of disdain for the world.
Luo Yan couldn't help sighing, "This person forcibly uses his extreme internal power to absorb toxins. How can such a domineering practice method not harm oneself? Even if it is practiced, there will be no sequelae, this evil person can be really evil.
In about a quarter of an hour, all the poisonous fumes disappeared, the man sighed in relief, and the aerosol he exhaled turned blood red. Do not ask to know that it is definitely poisonous. The old man who stopped stirring the giant cauldron extinguished the fire, but walked to the man's side. He didn't know what method he used. With a big wave of his hand, he emptied the red poisonous mist.
The man only slowly opened his eyes at this time, obviously he already knew Luo Yan was here and looked directly at him.
"What's the matter with me?"
Luo Yan approached silently, and when he reached a few meters in front of the seat, he threw the burden on his back on the ground, making the sound of gold and iron hitting.
"This is the ghost sword and Bai Zijian of Ziye Guiku. The swords are all there."
The man didn't even look at the sword on the ground, he just laughed.
"What about that person? Is he dead?"
"I killed one, and the other was defeated by me as soon as I fought, and I should only wake up now."
The man sat slantingly on the stone seat, showing a wicked smile: "People are not dead, what are you doing here?"
"Don't deceive people too much." Luo Yan stared at the man, his voice growling like a beast, as if suppressing great anger, he shouted: "Aples!!"
Aples, the man who is the master of ghosts and mythical creatures seems to be sincerely interested in Luo Yan's reaction, and with the interest of playing with the angry hero, he pouted his lips mockingly.
"Is it really good to talk to me like this? You accomplice. Have you forgotten how to treat my ally? If so, I don't mind teaching you again. It's like our first time in Kenshin. It's the same as when we met."
Luo Yan had already lost to this man. More than once, except that he went to Luo Ming Lian Shen Zhu Club to ask for a reasonable explanation, when Jian Xin Xiao Zhu met this man for the first time, he had lost to him four times before and after. The first time they fought, they had fought more than 30 moves under this man playing the enemy. After that, it is not as good as once. The last time he made a move, he could only take five moves from the opponent.
The alliance with this northern bandit is what his eldest brother meant. Luo Yan met Luo Ming in person and received the result from him. This is naturally one of the reasons why Aples has not killed him so far.
"How many weapons do you need!"