The little girl took the three of them into the mountain and walked around in the forest. They walked in the same place many times. The group of members of the Dry Mountain Sect followed silently. The snow was very thick and walking took a lot of energy. However, the girl stepped lightly on the snow crust, as if she were walking on flat ground.
When she was tired from walking, she jumped on the back of the dog demon again and rode the dog.
"My name is Ying Deng." The little girl hummed happily, "I brought two good guests this time, and my parents will definitely praise me."
Yan Qing took a few steps forward: "Besides the people from Xizhuang, have you seen any other 'guests' recently?"
Leading the lamp turned around, tilted his head and thought for a while: "No, I am not the only one who leads the way. Brother, want to find an acquaintance? Wait until the village, I will help you ask your grandmother."
Yin Ci was not welcomed by the leader and walked at the end of the team. He observed his surroundings attentively, feeling a slight feeling of depression rising in his chest.
There was a spell deployed nearby, a strange spell he had never seen before. The aura of the technique is very light, but the sense of oppression is not weak at all. When ordinary people come here, they will probably feel uncomfortable or afraid for no reason, and they will spontaneously stay away.
The scale of the technique was so large that it was scary. Yin Ci tried to sense it, but failed to find the limit.
He couldn't help but look at Shi Jingzhi a few more times. Although the master picked it up casually, it was quite exciting to him - within a month of knowing each other, Yin Ci saw many new things that he had never seen before.
very good.
Shi Jingzhi has deep inner strength and will not be affected by the magic circle. Yan Qing was not so lucky. After staying in the operation for too long, he felt dizzy and retched several times in succession, but he did not complain at all.
Yin Ci regarded him as a benchmark for "ordinary people". Yan Qing vomited three times, and he vomited twice. Shi Jingzhi saw through the emptiness of the world of mortals, and moved forward amidst the chattering sounds of the two people.
The trio went from sunrise to sunset.
No one questioned the little girl's words anymore - on this ghostly route, not to mention humans, not even the monkeys living in the mountains would be able to travel in a team for 180 years.
They finally stopped in the middle of a dense forest, with a shrine standing in the forest.
The shrine is small, old-fashioned, and very clean. It is incompatible with the surrounding mountains and forests. It's like they were scooped up from the city and moved here.
It has no plaque and its door is closed.
Leading the lamp jumped off the dog's back, struggled to stand on tiptoes, and knocked the door knocker three times.
Shi Jingzhi didn't know when he reached the end of the team. He breathed heat into his hands a few times and quietly squinted his eyes - a fat sparrow stopped on the branch and bent it.
He shook his head slightly at the sparrow and made a gesture. The sparrow tilted its head to look at him, then flew away with difficulty.
At this moment, the door slowly opened inwards.
The interior was a dilapidated scene, with no incense, candles, or even statues of gods. The altar was empty, with the fur-edged curtains hanging down.
As soon as the group entered the shrine, the door of the shrine closed itself.
He led the lamp and jumped onto the altar in twos and twos, and walked towards the wall behind the altar. Shi Jingzhi rubbed his eyes - the red wooden board that had sealed the altar just now had an extra passage when he looked at it again.
The passage is not long, and the warm breeze comes from the other side, making people feel relaxed and happy. After crossing the passage, the field of vision suddenly widened, and the three members of the Kushan Sect stopped.
The leader turned around, waved his two short arms, and said with a meaningful expression: "Look, isn't it beautiful?"
No, Yin Ci thought. Yan Qing didn't know that Shi Jingzhi was probably scared to death.
It's still cold outside, but it's like warm spring here. The sky is blue and crystal clear, with no dark clouds or flying snow. Gorgeous wild flowers are everywhere, and their elegant fragrance is swaying in the wind. The crops in the fields are green and the farm buildings are neat and tidy. The roads in the fields are paved with rocks, and everything is as clean as washing with water.
The men and women who come and go cannot be said to be as beautiful as immortals, but they all have rosy complexions and good looks.
Looking back, there was no tunnel behind them, only a small stone bridge on dry land. The long tunnel we just walked through turned into a short bridge in the blink of an eye. On the other side of the bridge, spring scenery is everywhere, and you can see the yin.
There are no shrines, not to mention mountains and forests.
If you visit in spring or summer, this place will indeed be like a fairyland. But when I braved the freezing cold, this place felt more like a fantasy.
Shi Jingzhi had just experienced the "dream bubble" of the ghost tomb, suffered enough, and was afraid that it would happen again. He carefully straightened his face, and there was no hint of admiration in his expression.
When Ding Deng saw that they had lost face, his lips became even louder. She turned her head and threw herself into the arms of the woman behind her: "Mom, I brought two good guests!"
The woman has a good appearance, plump and round body. She raised her head, smiled at Shi Jingzhi and said, "Mr. Sir, please change some clothes. It will get hot soon."
She touched the head of the lamp again: "Go to your father and ask him to pick out two pieces of clothing."
Leading the lamp cheered, took the dog demon, and trotted away without looking back.
"Sister Mian, these three... two are my friends, let me take care of them. I'm the only bachelor in my family, so it's easy to take care of them." A voice came from behind everyone.
The three of them turned around suddenly.
A young man was sitting on the edge of the stone bridge with an innocent smile on his face.
The man had double willow eyes and a small black mole under his right eye. His facial features are delicate and lively, not as aloof from ordinary people as the masters and disciples of the Dry Mountain Sect, making people want to get close to him just looking at him.
"Ah Si!" Yan Qing shouted rarely.
Ah Si saluted him politely and did not respond. He continued to look at the woman: "Sister Mian, I will take the person away first."
Sister Mian smiled and said, "That's fine. If the guests can't wear your clothes, tell me and I'll help you change them."
"Why."
Ah Si turned around and led the way for the three of them. Although he smiled on the way, his attitude was lukewarm and he didn't answer any questions. Yan Qing saw that he was on the verge of an explosion, and finally arrived at Ah Si's residence.
The room is spacious and clean, enough to accommodate one person. The style of furniture in the house is simple and simple, and the wood surface has been polished. But the bed was messy, clothes were thrown everywhere, and a carving knife was stuck sideways on the table.
Ah Si entered the house, blocked the door, and looked around cautiously. After confirming that he was here, he grabbed Yan Qing's collar and lifted Yan Qing, an eight-foot tall man, off the ground.
"Didn't I tell you to run away?" The gentleness on his face was wiped away, leaving only hatred. "What do you mean, run away? Run into the den of thieves? Huh?"
"I'm worried about you..." Yan Qing said in a daze.
"Bastard! I can fight better than you, and I can't even run away. You come to bury me with me? This is great, you still..."
Ah Si glanced at the Master and Disciple of the Kushan Sect, smiled politely, turned his face, and continued to frown.
"You kidnapped two people to join in your misfortune? They are innocent!"
Shi Jingzhi quickly explained: "Little brother, it's cold outside. We spent the night in the house and we left late. It wasn't Yan Qing's instigation. He told us about you yesterday. Are you that Su Sigou...?"
Who knows that this is simply a disservice.
"You told them my name was Su Sigou?! When you gave me a new name, you took it yourself?"
"Su Si, Su Si, please let go first." Yan Qing said in a good voice. "Everyone, this is my friend, Su Si. Wantan Si. I changed my surname myself, and I also helped him change his name."
Su Si then let go of his hands, Yan Qing rubbed his neck and breathed a sigh of relief.
"You are stronger than before, and you are taller than me." Su Si said nothing after a long time, his eyes were a little red. "Good."
Yan Qing's expression softened: "I went to Taiheng. You never came, I thought you..."
Su Si shook his head and his smile became more sincere.
"Let's not talk about this for now. It would be nice to meet. Third son, come here and give me a hug."
Seeing the two young people reunited after a long absence, hugging each other tightly, Shi Jingzhi looked at his apprentice longingly: "That's great, I want a friend like this too."
Yin Ci broke off half a piece of bacon and put it into his master's hand: "We haven't seen each other again for a long time. Master, eat meat."
Shi Jingzhi gnawed at the meat sadly.
"I was guilty just now. People were watching outside, so I couldn't be too enthusiastic." After breathing Yan Qing for a while, Su Si's mood finally calmed down. "Who are you two?"
"Jingzhi from the Dry Mountain Sect, this is my apprentice Yin Ci. Yan Qing is currently following me and working as a servant in my sect."
Su Si nodded cheerfully: "Su Si, I have no sect, but I know some self-defense skills."
"I pretended to like it here. I have lived here for nearly half a month, and I haven't had any trouble so far. Judging from the appearance of the headmaster and the third son, they will be fine for the time being. It's hard to say about Brother Yin... Next I Everything you say is true, please calm down."
Su Si's story is better than Yan Qing's story.
He was separated from Yan Qing ten years ago and lived in an unfamiliar place. First, because of his naturally strong hands, he was tricked into doing illegal work, and because of his good looks, he was bought by a wealthy family as a servant. The rich man was robbed, so he joined the bandits and lived in confusion for several years. Later, the gang disbanded and Su Si had no identity. He became a beggar and lived on the streets.
In short, he has seen all kinds of low-level people.
Fortunately, Su Si had learned the butcher's trade, and Yan Qing was forced to learn some words. A butcher in Yongsheng City was willing to take him in, and he settled down. By the time he had saved enough money to start his career, ten years had passed.
To prove his identity, Su Si pointed to the knife on the table. The carving knife shone with cold light, its wooden handle was rough, soaked in blood and oil, and gave off a faint smell of pork.
Yin Ci's eyes paused. He always felt that this knife looked familiar. However, seeing that the sword was really shabby, he looked back and continued to listen to Su Si's narration.
Su Si chose Xizhuang as his first stop. He decided to go back to the village first to see if Yan Qing had poached the money. As a result, he fell into the same situation as the Dry Mountain Sect. When he left the village, he was blocked by people from Yuanxian Village.
Su Si was even crazier than them. He was not afraid of the dog, he directly drew his sword and fought with the white-robed weirdos.
"I stabbed the sole of one of its feet and cut its ankle. Its hamstring should have been broken, but it moved as usual." Su Si touched his chin, "At that moment, I saw Brie Bao s things."
Shi Jingzhi slowly sat up straight: "Something?"
"Anyway, it's definitely not human inside. Through the seams in the fabric, I saw pieces of meat that looked like viscera...whose viscera grows on feet these days? I stabbed it pretty hard with the knife, but the thing didn't even scream. Is this normal? ?”
"It didn't know the pain, and the number was low. I knew I had no chance of winning, so I gave up and made a request - go dig something at Sanzi's house. There was no one else in the village, so they let me go. "
He grabbed the water glass, drank most of it, and swore a few more curse words.
"The third son may not come back to dig for money, but if you are not afraid of 10,000 yuan, just be afraid of the worst. I didn't know how long they would keep guard, so I left a letter... But you! I was arrested on the front foot, and you came on the back foot. Alas —”
Su Si hit the table with his head and made a loud bang.
Yan Qing had nothing to say, so he had no choice but to obey him.
Shi Jingzhi was frightened, and gradually got used to it: "We went to hide from people, everything was a pure accident. It is a blessing among misfortunes to have someone we trust here."
Yin Ci said nothing.
Someone you can trust? He didn't think so, and Shi Jingzhi might not have told the truth.
Along the way, he did smell the smell of pus and blood from the white-robed man... the white-robed monster. He smelled it, and the fox would not miss it. Su Si said that he injured the white-robed monster, which was probably not a lie.
However, the white-robed monster was still able to fight off Shi Jingzhi's Nuo Mian. How could Su Si, a butcher, really have the chance to hurt it
However, when Su Si and Yan Qing met, their sincere emotions did not seem to be fake. You can wait and see again.
Yan Qing obviously had conditional trust in Su Si, and his focus was elsewhere.
"Ah Si, we are discussing here, will the villagers eavesdrop?"
Su Si slapped his head: "No, no, I have helpers. Come on, just in time to introduce my allies. It's all the credit for my success in surviving to this day."
Before anyone could react, Su Si opened the window and stuck out his head: "Master Bai, Master Bai—dinner is ready!"
A snow-white thing smashed in instantly.
The thing knocked Su Si to the ground, stepped on Su Si's face with its two feet, and stared at the world majestically. Then it flapped its wings and shouted "Ang Aang" twice.
It looked like a goose, a lot fatter than an ordinary goose, and the knob on the top of its mouth was particularly plump. Different from ordinary geese, it has two tentacle-like things on its head, about the length of a human index finger, covered with short down, hanging softly.
Yin Ci was rarely confused for a moment: "Goose?"
"It's the goose demon."
Su Si got up quickly.
"If used correctly, it is stronger than any monster in Yuanxian Village."