After Baijue Dao Ren and Wu Se Jin Ren left Huangquan Road, I was at least a little more at ease in my heart, and I didn't have to worry about each other's safety.
The two of them left, leaving me alone and the old bull riding man without a trace. I slowly walked along the Huangquan River, and from here to the end of the Huangquan Road, I had to walk a long way.
As I went upstream, scene after scene of the past came to mind. I still remember that the last time I came to Huangquan Road, the Huangquan Corpse Collector personally drove me for a journey, but now, Huangquan Road is still there, but things are still there. It's wrong.
Can the corpse hunter in Huangquan dissolve the corpse poison on his body? I don't know, long ago, I was always wondering what the fate of human beings was.
Now it seems that the fate of people should all be doomed.
While swimming in the Huangquan River, I constantly observe the surrounding situation. Once the old bull riding man disappeared, he disappeared completely, leaving no trace at all. I was afraid that the other party was hiding somewhere, waiting for an opportunity to attack me.
I was swimming slowly, and before I knew it, I had already traveled halfway, and only halfway there before I could reach the end of Huangquan Road.
Next to Huangquan River is Huangquan Road. The current Huangquan Road is different from before. I looked up, and as soon as I moved my gaze away, I sensed a slight movement on the surface of the river not far away that was almost imperceptible.
I still caught this movement. Then, under the river surface, an undercurrent surged over. The undercurrent was extremely fierce. I pulled away and followed closely. The old bull riding man who had disappeared for a long time suddenly appeared from the water. A bamboo pole was drawn.
This old bull riding man in the Southern Sect of Qiankun Dao must also be a master of the number. The bamboo pole smashes the golden cracked stone, and the momentum is quite astonishing, but I was prepared before, so I lowered my head and avoided a bit, and took advantage of the momentum to rush forward. The fist smashed again.
The old man riding the bull was waiting for an opportunity to sneak attack. I didn’t expect my reaction to be so fast. When he wanted to come back to parry, he was a step late. I smashed the old man with a fist. On the bamboo pole, immediately interrupt the bamboo pole.
Moreover, the surplus of this punch was not eliminated, and he directly shook the old man riding the bull out. The old man riding the bull did not expect to meet such a tough enemy like me, full of resentment, but dare not fall in love with it.
The underwater wave was another surge, the huge water buffalo showed its head, and the old man riding the bull struggled and grabbed the buffalo's tail. The water buffalo was as fast as a light in the water. Before I could chase it up, the water buffalo took the old man and disappeared from sight.
I have a headache. The old man riding a bull is as slippery as a loach. He runs as fast as he can. It's like a fly, which is very annoying. However, this is the only clue I can grasp at the moment, and I still have to pursue it with all my strength, try my best to catch him, and ask some inside information.
I speeded up and chased in the direction where the old bull riding man disappeared. I have to say that the big water buffalo is really unparalleled in the water. I have used my full strength, but after chasing for a while, the old bull riding man still disappeared.
As a last resort, I can only slow down again. The old bull riding man made a sneak attack and suffered again. He should have a long memory and dare not to ambush at will.
Is there anyone else on Huangquan Road? I don’t know for the time being. According to Baijue Taoist’s account, the most important place is at the Huangquan Gate at the end of Huangquan Road.
inside. I kept swimming, and more than an hour passed, the old man riding a bull really had a long memory, and he never showed up again.
I move forward with all my strength. As long as the old man riding the bull dared to turn around and walk back, I would definitely find him. Now it means he is blocked in front. He can only move forward, not back. As long as he reaches the end of the Huangquan River, the old man riding the bull will do. There is nowhere to hide.
I have forgotten how long I spent swimming in the Huangquan River. Even though the weather was good and the energy was very vigorous at first, I still felt a little tired after swimming for a long time.
Before I knew it, Huangquanhe was about to come to an end. I looked up and couldn't see the lamp that Baijue Taoist said for the time being.
When I reached the end of the Huangquan River, I climbed up with all my strength. After I climbed ashore, I looked towards the gate of Huangquan. Sure enough, there was a burning lamp over there. The lamp was dim and the light was not bright. The distance was still a little far away. I could only see the surroundings of the lamp. , Seems to be surrounded by a mist.
The surroundings are quiet and palpitating. The old man riding a bull hasn’t shown up yet, and I don’t know where he hid. When I chased here, I was flustered and unspeakable. I even wanted to give up. Pursuing the old bull riding man, I only thought of looking at the lamp to see what was going on at the gate of Huangquan.
I stepped forward slowly and walked to a place not far from the lamp. Suddenly, I saw that there were two large and one small shadows in front of the lamp.
Although the shadow is a little fuzzy, it can be distinguished at a glance, that is, the big water buffalo and the old man riding a bull. One person and one cow, standing there, didn't even move.
I stopped involuntarily, looking at the old man riding a bull, it seemed that I saw something, and I was stunned.
Huangquan Road at this time always has a breath that makes me indescribable. To be honest, in today’s big river beach, I don’t know who else can threaten me, so I realized the incomplete moiré pattern. After the twelve phases, it was only a short distance from the peak, and now even if Tu Tian came, I couldn't have the power to fight back.
However, the breath that made me frightened was always there. The breath was invisible, but it carried a kind of extreme danger.
I didn't move rashly. After observing the place for a long time, the old bull riding man seemed to have become a piece of wood. For so long, I didn't move, and he didn't move.
There was still no sound around. After so long, I couldn't help it. I slowly raised my foot and walked forward. My footsteps are very light, but a master like the bull riding old man should be audible, but he still has no response, and it seems that there is nothing to attract.
Gradually, I walked behind the old man riding a bull. When I got here, two groups of shadows suddenly fell straight to the ground.
I was shocked, and quickly stepped forward, and I could tell at a glance that the old man riding a bull and the big water buffalo had died.
The scene in front of me made me silent. Although the old man riding a bull was still a little different from a master like Zhang Yuanqian, he was definitely a master, but at the end of Huangquan Road, he died silently.
The lamp hung quietly in front of a thick fog. I can't remember it wrong. Behind the thick fog, it should have been the gate of Huangquan, but it was blocked by the thick fog. Now it is not clear.
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The old man Niu died thoroughly. For a while, I couldn't see how he died. There was no scar on his body anyway.
I hesitated a little, what would be behind the thick fog? Baijue Taoist once said that there is someone guarding after the thick fog. I also judged before that the person who guards in the thick fog may be the passerby. However, the strength of the passerby, I know, he can kill the old bull riding man, but he must not kill the opponent silently.
I have already reached this point. If I don't see it with my own eyes, I will definitely be unwilling. I crossed my heart, stepped over the corpse of the old bull riding man, and walked forward.
At this moment, I suddenly had a strong feeling. There must be someone behind the dense fog, and that person was on the edge of the dense fog, very close to me.
I stopped suddenly, and this sudden induction made the hair on my back stand upright. Both fists squeezed suddenly, but he dared not take a step forward.
There is no wind on Huangquan Road, and the thick fog seems to not disperse for ten thousand years. It is only a few steps away, but it is completely blocked by the thick fog. I did not take the risk to go forward. Now I am alone. In case of any accident, even No one can help.
However, I was really not reconciled. The dense fog was right in front of my eyes. As long as I walked in, I could see the scene behind the dense fog.
After thinking about it, I stood up abruptly, stood still, and struck forward with a fist. With this punch, all the first weather in the body was concentrated on the fist. The fist brought a strong fist wind, and the fist wind rushed forward. Suddenly, the thick fog was shaken by the fist wind. Some.
As the fog was shaken away, I saw a figure. The figure seemed to be hung in the thick fog, like a hanged ghost, with his hands and feet drooping, his head drooping, and a lifeless figure.
However, this person who originally seemed to be dead, suddenly raised his head slowly when the fist wind hit him, and glanced outside.
When the other party raised his head, my hand trembled suddenly, and I recognized that this figure hung in the thick fog was a nether scholar.
The scholar and I are also old acquaintances. At that time, the two of them arrived at the exit of Huangquan Road. In order to avoid danger, the scholar even destroyed the Nether Picture. Because of the absence of the Nether Picture, the scholar's strength was greatly damaged. In the following years In time, a direct sale disappeared.
I never imagined that the scholar would be hung here, and judging from his appearance, it is no longer three days and five days to be hung here.
"Scholar!" I couldn't help but shout.
The scholar could clearly hear my voice, and maybe he could still see me, but he didn't respond, guessing, at this time, the scholar had only one breath left, and he didn't even have the strength to reply.
I originally wanted to observe and observe again, but when I saw the scholar, I couldn't stand up anymore and stepped forward to the scholar.
The scholar was in the thick fog. When I approached, I saw it more clearly, and my scalp was suddenly numb.
The scholar's pipa bone was pierced by the rope. The rope was hooked on the pipa bone and hung on an iron hook above it. This torture was difficult to bear, but the scholar must have been hanged for a long time and he was not dead.
"do not… "
I was about to reach out and get the scholar down. He seemed to have concentrated all his energy and said intermittently: "Don't come here..."
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