Mr. Wen also chuckled, but there was a hint of sternness in his eyes: "Seventeen people of the Wen family died in Mount Emei, and we must pursue the line of mountain coffin magic no matter what. www.QuanBeN-XiaoShuo .COm We can't enter the territory that Miao didn't pay before. Now that the ancestor has news, our two families should send him a letter." The uncle said so much and explained the matter clearly from beginning to end, just to Taking the Luo family with them, they went to deliver a message to Qiniang Mountain and took the opportunity to investigate the evil magic of the mountain coffin.
This time I went to Qiniang Mountain under the banner of my master, and I had to win over the Luo family both emotionally and rationally.
Wen Tunhai also spoke from the side and echoed: "Moreover, the day when the demon will come is very close."
Mr. Luo, who picked up the steamed buns from the ground and ate them without peeling them, laughed and said: "The devil has come? Four years ago, the Wen family knew that this was something fishy, and you and Wuwuling didn't even know about it. Now they are suffering from that evil spell." , and dragged my family to investigate, you guys are so gentle and honest!"
Fourth Master Wen snorted: "Is there anyone from the Luo family who is missing in Mount Emei? Maybe one day that zombie boy will smash up a few more men in red who were buried alive!" The Luo family played with the corpses, all lined with red clothes to ward off evil spirits. Like the Wen family, after their parents disappeared, they frequently sent people into the mountains but never returned them. To this day, no one is alive or dead, and no corpses are found. Everyone knows that these people in Crow Ridge are in danger.
The two old men of the Luo family suddenly changed their colors and became angry as soon as they banged the table. Uncle Wen stared at Mr. Luo's eyes that were not completely swollen, laughed and waved his hands: "Come on, it's not like you don't know what the fourth child said. It makes sense, and although the whereabouts of the Grandmaster is unknown, the Grandmaster’s grandmother has come out. The bones of the three families were broken long ago, and now the tendons are connected, so we must go and see what happened to Miao Zi.”
The two leaders of the Luo family were slightly startled when they heard this, slowly shook their heads and said nothing more.
Uncle Wen didn't care what the Luo family leader's reaction was, and looked at Wen Leyang: "Wen Leyang, you have now come out of the House of Life, Aging, Sickness and Death. We old men have already thought of your topic!"
Wen Le Yanggang picked up the last carrot on the plate and immediately threw it back. He smiled seriously and nodded to the parents. After the disciples in the inner chamber come out of the House of Life, Aging, Sickness and Death, they will be given a topic by their parents. Only after they have completed it can they officially start their apprenticeship and be announced as members of the Tuoxie sect. At the beginning, Wen Tunhai's topic was to make a prescription based on 'Shuo Rat'. Ancient families will have some weird forms of inheritance. Since it is a rule, future generations must abide by it.
When Wen Leyang was in Mount Emei, he had already admitted to Chang Li that he was a member of the Tuoxie sect, but Chang Li was his elder and a relative from his hometown, so it didn't matter if he revealed it. And with Wen Leyang's current ability, it doesn't matter whether the question is or not, it's just a formality.
Even so, Wen Leyang was still full of excitement, imagining that he would say to the enemy majesticly: "Tuoxiemen!", which felt good.
"Send this letter to Dalonggen, Miaobujiaodi." Uncle Wen had already written a letter at some point. He took it out of the drawer and gave it to Wen Leyang. Qiniang Mountain's green crops are unique. The leader of the whole clan is called 'Dalonggen'. Look around the world. This title is also unique.
Wen Leyang was stunned: "It's... over? There is a mailbox in our village."
Uncle Wen smiled and yelled: "Don't be poor! You can take care of other things by yourself. Anyway, just deliver the letter and come back. You will pass the exam." After that. Looking back at the two leaders of the Luo family: "Where are you? What's wrong?"
The two old men hesitated for a while before replying: "Let Mumu follow."
Go and deliver a message to Qingmiao. Especially the first visit in almost two thousand years. You have to think carefully when choosing someone. If you come directly to your home. It seems a little too grand. It would be a big loss if someone didn't give me face and was rejected. In fact, as far as the Wen family is concerned. The most suitable person is Wen Tunhai. But he was hit by a flying sword a few days ago. I don’t dare to speak loudly yet. We can only let the inner disciple Wen Leyang make a trip. Fortunately, he has now become a new man. He can handle any danger he encounters.
The situation in Crow Ridge is similar. Someone sent a young man to come out. It would be embarrassing for two old men to follow him. Secondly, the corpses of both of them were thrown into Mount Emei. The ability is greatly reduced. After much deliberation, the only suitable person around is Xiao Chili.
Uncle Luo suddenly stared at Wen Leyang, and his tone was so calm that it almost made him breathless: "Boy from the Wen family, if Mumu goes to Qiniang Mountain this time, if anything happens, you'd better not come back." Wen Leyang He also nodded seriously. In fact, Boss Luo didn't need to ask these words at all.
Mr. Wen Si was about to retort, but the eldest grandfather shook his head to stop him, and said with a smile: "I'm just going to send a message, what's the danger? Miao doesn't make friends with outsiders, but after all, he is also the descendant of Tuo Xie, that's why The love of incense will always be there.”
Second Master Luo looked at the old men of the Wen family: "After Miao Zi's matter is cleared up, you guys can also go to Crow Ridge to walk around. Our two families will be closer."
The four old men of the Wen family, some jokingly, calmly, sinisterly or disdainfully, stretched out their fingers and pointed at their noses and replied in unison: "Do you think I'm stupid?"
Early the next morning, Wen Leyang and Mu Mu went out, accompanied by sixteen masters of the dead brand and sixteen centipede people. Wen Buzuo stood proudly in the line, and his brother Wen Bushao followed closely. behind him.
Wen Bu was a tall, thick-set, fair-skinned man. He walked as briskly as if he were stepping on his farts and blowing in the wind. He never stopped talking since he started on the road.
Wen is dark and thin, less than 1.5 meters tall, and weighs 80 pounds, which is quite impressive. His steps are steady and firm, like a nail, nailing himself into the soil with every step, and then pulling it out. Taking the next step, just like what his brother said, he closed his mouth tightly and said nothing.
Xiao Yi and his two silly uncles took them to the foot of the mountain. Looking at Wen Leyang's back, big tears fell like pearls. Wen Jiu and Wen Shisan hurriedly wiped the little girl's tears.
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Qiniang Mountain is located in the middle of Sichuan. Miao Bujiao is not on the mountain, but has lived at the foot of the mountain for generations. Before the mountain is seen, there are no roads. At the foot of the mountain, the Jinsha River changed its course in ancient times, leaving a large Large and small lakes and large tracts of jungle.
As the weather in Shu changed and the plants grew wildly, countless lakes gradually turned into endless mud ponds and large swamps. Some swamps were covered with floating soil, and nothing could be seen from the surface. Even if you are extremely careful, you will inevitably fall inside.
Animals and plants have been rotting for thousands of years, and poisonous miasma will spread everywhere without any warning.
Mu Mu stood on tiptoes and looked into the distance, shaking his head with a wry smile: "There is no need for restrictions here, outsiders can't get in at all."
Wen Buzuo came over with a scowl on his face, determined not to let go of an opportunity to speak: "Ordinary people can't get in, but it can't stop us. Wen Bucao and Crow Ridge have been hidden in the world for two thousand years..."
Wen Leyang hurriedly interrupted him and stepped into the forest that blocked the sky and the sun. Although it was winter, the forest here was still lush and there was no sign of desolation.
Although there were old vines all over the ground and the terrain was difficult to navigate, there was no danger at all.
The people from Dead Man and Centipede dispersed one after another, carefully exploring the surroundings. Wen Buzuo quickly followed Wen Leyang: "Brother, you don't know, there are countless underground rivers and hot springs in this area, and there are no four seasons at all. The further you go inside, the hotter it will be.”
Wen Leyang gave him a slightly different look: "How do you know?"
Wen Budong smiled complacently and said: "When it comes to my martial arts skills, I am the last among the dead names. But when it comes to my experience in the martial arts world, I have to say something crazy. I want to be considered the second best. No one dares to be the first. "
Wen Leyang smiled and nodded. The Fourth Master certainly had a deep meaning when he kept these words around him.
A group of people shuttled through the forest, and Wen Buzuo lived up to his expectations. From time to time, he would observe the trees and soil, and lead the group to avoid invisible swamps and dangerous areas that could spray poisonous miasma at any time, and quickly move towards the territory of Miao Bujiao. Along the way, Wen Buzuo directed the dead characters to mark the road, and explained to Wen Leyang with a smile: "Now the road is clear and the direction is easy to distinguish, but Miaozi's witchcraft is not trivial. If they attack us, the world will definitely spin, so leave a mark to be prepared." .”
According to Wen Bu's calculations, it would take about four days to travel during the day and rest at night.
When it got dark, the accompanying family experts chose a dry highland to camp without being asked. They set up warnings and traps around the area, lit a bonfire and started cooking cans.
Wen Leyang was chewing carrots and asked Xiaojiao curiously: "Adan, don't you need to eat?"
Little Pepper glanced at him angrily: "You are dead, do you still need to eat?"
Wen Leyang smiled kindly and marveled. Just as he was about to speak, suddenly there was a clicking sound outside, as if a pony was approaching them.
Mu Mu looked in the direction of the sound, and suddenly reached out and grabbed Wen Leyang's arm: "Is there a... bench?" (Quanben Novel Network www.QuanBeN-XiaoShuo.com)