Brother, this showman

"It's true! We all saw it!"

Everyone echoed and said with lingering fear.

"Just now, we fell, and Sect Master Lan leaned against the stone wall to rest for a while, but suddenly stretched out a hand and brought him in!" Zhen Pang said incoherently, and then gestured there, touching his neck. He pinched it, and moved back, demonstrating the scene of Lan Weiyan being swallowed by the stone wall.

"Shibi swallows people?" Ye Wenqing frowned, "Where is the exact location?"

"Just go straight ahead, and it will take about half an incense stick." Zhen Pang randomly picked a clean place to sit down, bent over and panted.

From the mummified corpse that suddenly went mad to the cracked ground and the stone wall that can swallow people, it seems that there is an invisible hand slowly pushing all these.

Going back further, we have to start with the death of the mute, and lead them here step by step. Why?

Ye Wenqing stared at the crowd in contemplation for a moment. These sects are as capable as cabbage, not to mention blue weapons. The lowest green weapons add up to only two or three. Not to mention being able to fight, there is no one who can resist fighting .

Ye Wenqing couldn't help but sighed, but these few idiots who didn't have eyes and couldn't fight or resist had slipped into someone's trap and didn't realize it.

"My old lady always said that you must put incense sticks on your ancestors before going out, so that your ancestors will bless you safe and sound." Zhen Pang supported his knees with one hand, and touched his white fat with the other, regretting endlessly, " If you don't listen to the adults, you will suffer in front of your eyes."

"What Sect Master Zhen said is very true." The one who echoed his words was Hao Kaixin, the suzerain of the Three Gorges Sect, who was about the same size as Zhen Pang, but with less flesh on his stomach.

"Before he died, my father told me that it was okay to burn a few sticks of incense for him.

Even a fraudulent corpse will bless me. Hao Kaixin weighed the meat in his hand, with a sad face on his face, "I knew I would burn him too much." "

……

Ye Wenqing was not in the mood to listen to them discussing how much incense to burn to pray for the blessings of the ancestors. He strode forward. He wanted to see what the man-eating stone wall looked like.

Wherever Ye Wenqing went, Feng Lianchen followed without hesitation, and he didn't like to see these scumbags complaining about themselves.

Su He wanted to stay, but Song Jihua ignored him, he couldn't help it, and followed in small steps with tears in his eyes.

In order to be on guard against any formations ahead, Ye Wenqing asked Akabane Huofeng to search for a letter.

Akabane Huofeng disliked that the water dungeon was too dark, and her beautiful appearance could not be displayed well, so she vomited a fireball, and the water dungeon lit up like daytime.

Only then did Akabane Fire Phoenix spread its wings in satisfaction and shuttle forward.

"There is no strange formation."

Chiyu Huofeng quickly turned back and landed on Ye Wenqing's shoulder, "The stone wall is also normal, without any spiritual power, and there is no possibility of transforming into a fairy body."

"Normal?" Ye Wenqing frowned suspiciously.

"According to my many years of experience, I am not mistaken." Akabane Huofeng repeated affirmatively, "It cannot be ruled out that those people were just spreading it."

Before he finished speaking, he heard a loud bang behind him, turned around to look, but saw that the intersection when he came was blocked, and a barrier shining red light covered it, which was very impressive.

"I really lied to you." Akabane Huofeng was stunned, lowered his head and pecked at his feathers, "I really don't know what these people are thinking."

"Ye Wenqing, Feng Lianchen!"

Zhen Pang's thick voice was full of pride: "You two brothers, do you really think we are fools? Are you making fun of us? The Xun Xun quick pass list just updated by Xun Xun Zong said that it can suppress locks. The fallen wood of the Soul Pillar is likely to be in Kaiyang Mountain. We know that we are no match for Yan Rantai, but at least we have to give us a chance!"

"It is an indisputable fact that Feng Lianchen killed innocent people. You should stay here and repent. We will rescue you when we find the sunken tree and personally escort you back to Yanran Terrace."

Ye Wenqing: "..."

Who gave you the courage and confidence?

Judging from past experience, five out of ten out of ten of the news that Transcript Xun spread quickly are false, and the other five are half-truths and half-false. Are these people really holding a stone in a latrine as a treasure?

"What should we do?" Su He looked at Ye Wenqing worriedly, "Are we just stuck inside like this?"

"Rush out if you can." Ye Wenqing pointed to the intersection blocked by several layers of boulders, "I won't stop you."

Su He rolled his eyes a few times, shook his head giving up, sat down in a place, and said earnestly: "I know you will have a way, I believe in you."

Ye Wenqing sat cross-legged, leaning his back against the stone wall, dozing off with his eyes closed, since people don't want to see you, why bother to go up to it, anyway, he doesn't want to see that pile of trash.

Feng Lianchen sat next to Ye Wenqing guiltily, raised his hand to brush away the sideburns sticking to his mouth, and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry, it's all because of me."

"Come on." Ye Wenqing sneered, propping the back of his head with one hand, "You really think of yourself as someone who can cause landslides and ground cracks with a wave of your sleeves? Because of you? Did you collapse the ground?" ? Did you block this stone? You can blame you for what happened before, but why do you have to blame yourself for what happened now? Are you full?"

"It's just that people's hearts are not enough to swallow an elephant." Ye Wenqing shook his head, "Okay, let's take care of our spirit."

All the hustle and bustle stopped for a while and returned to silence.

As the golden sun sank, Wanxia reluctantly took back her own brilliance, and finally stayed on the roofs and treetops, struggling to stay in the world.

In a dilapidated house on the top of the mountain, the wooden door, which has been washed by wind and rain for many years, played with the mountain wind, making small creaking sounds.

The owner of the house was sitting in the yard with a simple chessboard in front of him.The four corners of the chessboard were severely worn, and there was a long crack in the middle. The chess manual was also rough and crooked, but it didn't affect the player's elegance at all.

Black and white fingers criss-cross, Baizi besieged Heizi aggressively, with the momentum of engulfing mountains and rivers, everything is under control.

The chess master dropped the last sunspot, rested his finger on the chessboard and rubbed it carefully, tender and careful, his eyes filled with nostalgia.

"You have been playing this chess for 15 years, and you haven't bothered?"

The joking voice came along with the creaking of the wooden door.

Fang Yi turned his head and watched his good friend Gu Ren walk in with two rays of setting sun on his shoulder carrying the wine. He waved his hand and mixed the chess pieces into a ball with a calm expression: "Didn't you say you will come back after the New Year? It's the first day of the new year now. "

Gu Ren put down the two jars of wine in his hands, rubbed his arms, and took out a bag of plum vegetable shortbread from his arms, opened it and put it on the table: "I didn't expect that I would be late, and I couldn't accompany you for the New Year. Breaking my promise. So I deliberately bought something that the second master likes, trying to bribe it, and hope that the second master will take care of it."

"What are you talking about." Fang Yi shook his head, "You have your own plans, and I should be happy for you."

"What's my own plan?" Gu Ren pulled a stool aside and sat down, raised his legs, picked up a piece of shortbread and put it in his mouth, "It's for us, I promised you to take you out of here."

"Gu Ren." Fang Yi took the hand of the shortbread, and a complex look flashed in his eyes, "I don't want to leave here."

"The house here is not sunny, and it's cold in winter. Your legs can't bear it at all, and you often can't sleep because of the pain at night. Didn't you always clamor to leave here? Now it's about to happen, why don't you want to leave? Gu Ren swallowed the shortbread in his mouth, sat up straight, and looked at him puzzled.

"Oh, I understand." Gu Ren glanced at the chessboard in front of him, with a mocking smile on his lips, "Are you still waiting for him? You are waiting for him to take you away, you don't want to go with me, Is that right? In fact, over the years, you don’t hate He Huaqiu at all, do you?”

Fang Yi lowered his eyes and said nothing, slowly biting the shortbread, his favorite food was tasteless at the moment, facing Gu Ren's questioning, his body trembled unconsciously.

"No."

After a long while, Fang Yi raised his head and met Gu Ren's sinister gaze with a calm expression, but what was deliberately hidden in his eyes made him a little difficult: "I just want to get back my own things."

Gu Ren smiled but said nothing, picked up a jar of wine and poured it into his mouth. After drinking the cold wine, the lingering anger in his chest finally subsided, but it still hurt after all.

"Snapped!"

Gu Ren slammed the wine jar on the ground, copied the chessboard and threw it out, the golden shortbread and dust rolled on the ground.

Fang Yi instinctively wanted to stop him, but in the end he couldn't save anything, he just watched the messy ground.

Fang Yi silently withdrew his hands that were frozen in the air, bent down, held the chess cage in one hand, and picked up the chess pieces in the other, and put them in the palm of his hand after wiping them clean.

"Fang Yi."

An unknown look flashed across Gu Ren's eyes, he walked up to Fang Yi, and grabbed his hand: "I just saw a few wild animals in the shooting range, let's try it together later, okay? "

"Okay." Fang Yi nodded in agreement, and continued to pick up the chess pieces.

"I'm sorry, it's my fault." Gu Ren said apologetically, picking up the chess pieces on the ground together with him.

"It's okay, hey, you." Fang Yi paused halfway through speaking.

Gu Ren threw the chess piece in his hand into the chess cage together with a ball of sand, and raised his head in doubt: "What's wrong?"

"It's okay." Fang Yi's eyes dimmed and then returned to normal, and he walked forward in a squatting posture.

When the two put away all the things in the yard neatly, the moon just came out and hung on the top of the mountain, covering a thin cloud shyly and timidly.

In the silent village, only the sound of footsteps echoed in the air.

In the water dungeon, Ye Wenqing was having a sweet dream, but was awakened by the panic-stricken cries behind the stone, followed by the sound of the stone cracking.

"Feng Lianchen! Is it your fault again! You bastard! Why don't you let us go!"

Zhen Pang wandered in the narrow space mixed with angry accusations.

"Ye Wenqing, Ye Wenqing!" Seeing that Feng Lianchen didn't pay attention to him, Zhen Pang called Ye Wenqing, playing with the stone in front of him, and cursed, "Ye Wenqing, if you have the guts, come out to me, let's settle the score! He Damn, every Yin Bodhisattva!"

The Wuming in Feng Lianchen's hand was already three inches out of its sheath, a cold light suddenly appeared in his eyes, and his brows were stained with a three-point murderous look.

Ye Wenqing raised his eyebrows, smashed the stone in front of him with a wave of his palm, kicked Zhen Pang away, and shouted angrily: "Everything is put on my junior brother's head, even a clay figurine has a three-pointed temper. Repeatedly and again Three places cause trouble, are you fucking tired of your work?"

"My junior brother wants to kill you? Just dream, even if you come to beg him to kill you, he won't bother! Who the hell likes to stir up a piece of shit with his sword!"