Relief

Pheasant Crown Peak is a place of cones, facing the abyss on all sides, there is no other way for people to walk except to go back to the main peak through chains, so even the guards don't take care of Pheasant Crown Peak.

"So?" There were so many people in the chicken farm suddenly, and the square inch was crowded. Shu Yinzhi asked, "How do we get there?"

Wu Li spread his hands together: "You ask me, I don't remember either."

Everyone: "..."

"Huh?" Shi Renyu immediately became anxious, but was stopped by Lu Hui, who saw Wu Lixin step into the chicken house.Even the chickens were sleeping in the middle of the night, but Wu Li grabbed a handful of feed and teased a few times methodically, and several chickens immediately surrounded him.

Wu Li walked to the edge of the bush, reached into the sea of ​​clouds, and several handfuls of chicken feed fell into the abyss.The chickens clucked and ran down the abyss chasing the feed.

Lu Hui showed an intriguing expression and touched his chin.

"I don't remember, the chicken still remembers," Wu Li pointed to Yuan Xia, "Everyone, please."

That road cannot be called a road at all, and those few chickens are not simple chickens.But rock chicken!Claws digging into rock crevices, chasing fallen feed along an improbable cliff fissure.

Not a path for people to walk at all!No wonder no one ever found out.

Everyone tightened their stomachs and lifted their breath, their chests and abdomens pressed against the rock wall, their toes squeezed into the gaps where the chicken feet walked, and occasionally they lowered their heads and saw the endless canyon under their feet, and their calves felt weak.

Yanmen is young and lacks concentration. He is about to be scared to death, and his voice is weak: "This kind of dangerous road, Mr. Wu can find it! What are you doing!"

"A true chivalrous man is one who walks a path that no one else has ever walked!" Ning Wu trembled and gave a thumbs up.

The high mountain wind howled in everyone's ears, and the water vapor in the clouds wet their clothes.Xie Zhixu followed Feng Zhichang. He wanted to carry Feng Zhichang on his back, but the iron leg blade made by Shu Yinzhi was unexpectedly suitable for rock climbing, and it stuck firmly when cutting into the rock, safer than anyone else.The wheelchair was abandoned on the cliff.

"No normal person would take this path unless forced to do so," Lu Hui said, "If you were chased and intercepted and hid on the Chiguan Peak, with nowhere to go, that would be your only choice, right? "

No one knew who this "really" was asking, and no one answered.

Yanmen asked in confusion, "Why are you being chased and intercepted?"

It wasn't until the chickens lost their patience because they couldn't eat the feed for a long time, and Wu Li asked Yue Guanshan: "Your boy has never been bullied, right?"

Yue Guanshan shrugged.

The crowd bypassed a few chickens circling around the rocks and walked onto the platform, where they had already walked down the Pheasant Crown Peak and came to a flat mountain road.

"Sure enough, there is a Cong Temple!"

Yanmen pushed aside the bushes so that Yueguan Mountain could see clearly.This is the place where Shijia discovered the source of the red stream and where Xie Zhixuzhen broke the rocks. Because it deviates from the mountain road and is inaccessible, the gravel has not been cleared up to now.

"The Tree Society is set up to worship the gods," Lu Hui said, "Are there any legends about elves and ghosts in the mountains?"

Shi Renyu, who was questioned by him, was also at a loss, and the two turned their heads to look at Wu Li in a tacit understanding.

The broken rocks under the bushes exposed the source of the underground river, and Wu Li bowed to look in with black lines all over his head, speculating depressingly: "If it's not elves and ghosts, maybe it's a memorial to something inside, didn't Xiao Wu say Inside is the tomb."

The natural deep underground river corridor is deep and shady, and the sound of footsteps is infinitely amplified.Two figures emerged from the end.

When Shu Yinzhi came out, there was still admiration on his face.

"It's amazing," she said to Lu Hui and Shi Renyu, "This is simply the second Huangrenling armory. I remember that some of the lost weapons recorded in the magic weapon book are buried in it."

Xie Zhixu came out with her, holding a stick in the shape of a cane in his hand, the handle was polished and rounded without any damage.

Shu Yinzhi scratched his head and said, "I broke his scabbard earlier, and I agreed to give him a new sword. Every time I find an opportunity on the mountain, when I hear him mention the sword mound here, I want to say that he is the master and let him choose one. "

In the end, Xie Zhixu picked out a stick, which seemed to be made of wood, with an unpretentious appearance, and it could only be used as a trekking stick in his hand.Sure enough, when he saw him change hands, he gave the cane to Feng Zhichang who had lost his wheelchair.

The semi-circular handle is stuffed in the hand like holding an egg, which is comfortable to use.Knowing that Chang Chuan is on the ground, it bears the load, and even the size is very suitable.Wu Li looked at it for a while, and said with disgust: "What a great opportunity, you can choose the weapons in Huangrenling, you can fix this, tsk."

Xie Zhixu didn't speak, he held Feng Zhichang's hand and lifted it lightly, the handle was detached from the body of the stick, and a rapier two fingers wide was inlaid under it, the sharpness was exposed, there was no trace of rust, the light can be used as a guide.

Thanks to Zhixu for a sly smile.

The sword hidden in the staff is a traditional weapon for two people to win, and it is a silent self-defense weapon.It is suitable for use by Feng Zhichang and Wuli, but not for Xie Zhixu. He is good at his family's swordsmanship, so he chose a sharp sword that is good for him.

Feng Zhichang was wearing a "trekking pole", and turned his head to look at Xie Zhixu who was half a step behind him.Xie Zhixu would not walk in front of him, as if his pleasure was to follow Feng Zhichang with his eyes, even if he didn't look at each other, Feng Zhichang would have the illusion of swallowing death into the opponent's hands.

this kid.

The carriage rented by Xiao Yunwei was still in the backyard of Sister-in-law Zheng’s house. Jing Busheng prepaid the parking fee of [-] yuan per day for a month, which made the largest short-term income of the Zheng family this year, so that when everyone came to pick up the car, Received a very warm welcome.

"Stay and have a meal before leaving!" Mrs. Zheng watched them board the carriage.

"No need, sister-in-law, we are in a hurry!" Lu Hui poked his head out from the curtain of the car and warned, "If someone comes down from the mountain and asks you, please don't tell us where we are!"

"Oh, oh," Mrs. Zheng nodded half-understanding, and forced a large bag of fragrant roast pork into the car window.

Taking advantage of the darkness, the convoy quietly left Qingyuan Town and quickly drove up the official road.

Qingyuan Town is located in the remote suburbs of Jizhou, and there are no people in the wild.Xiao Yunwei drove past in a car, and the rest of the people discussed the route on the map in the car.

Yue Guanshan was leaning against the wall of the car, wrapped in black fur, leaning against Wu Li with his head tilted: "It's boring, can I use the fan?"

Di Tianji was held in Wu Li Haosheng's arms: "I don't want to borrow it. Last time you said you would give me a pair of gold and jade inlaid, when exactly?"

Yue Guanshan smiled and licked his canine teeth: "Remember."

Wu Li tilted his head and yawned, a little tired. "Don't forget." He said casually.

As the whip fell, flesh and blood flew everywhere, and the tortured screamed again and again.

The executioner was the captain of the patrol. Feng Jing sat behind the table and drank tea.

Feng Jing put down the tea bowl: "If you don't obey the military order and wear your badge, you will be fined ten lashes."

Hearing the news, the scarred guard on the rack just rolled his eyes and passed out on the spot.

"—eight—nine—ten."

The captain was tired from beating others, so he put down his whip and saluted: "Commander, ten lashes have been completed."

Feng Jing said regretfully: "The badge was stolen, revealing my identity and causing me troublesome troubles. I will be punished with [-] lashes."

The captain held the whip: "Uh... no, Chief, he has passed out."

Feng Jing shook his head, stood up, and left the darkroom with his hands behind his back.

Behind the secret door is a pair of hanging scrolls. Feng Jing opened the painting and bent down to get out, which is the main hall of the meeting hall.

Beneath the gigantic figure of the bridge are two grand master chairs, Zhu Dexiang is leaning on the back of the chair, as if he is overwhelmed by the weight, his back bends in an imperceptible arc.

Feng Jing sat on the chair next to him, crossed his legs, and breathed a sigh of relief.

"President Feng still has this kind of carelessness," Zhu Dexiang coughed twice, "Have you found what you lost?"

Feng Jing said politely: "Sect Leader Lao Zhu is bothering you, but it's just a small waist card, and it's not very useful to say the least."

Zhu Dexiang coughed twice again, since he caught the cold in the tomb, he seemed to be in poor health: "So it's just a small waist card, I still think it's such an important thing, it made Chief Feng angry. I just hope that I don’t lose the big because of small things.”

Feng Jing laughed, got up, took two steps in the meeting hall, twirled his mustache, and turned his head.He looked restless, but said to Zhu Dexiang, "I don't even bother to send someone to chase it back."

His eyebrows furrowed anxiously on his smiling face.

Zhu Dexiang lowered his eyes and coughed earth-shatteringly.

Under the night, a group of galloping horses rushed into the woods. They chased the ruts all the way and deviated from the official road. The ruts on the soil under the light of the lanterns were messy, indicating that there was more than one carriage in the convoy.The horseshoes trampled the bushes and turf, and there were shadows lurking in the shadows of the trees.

The captain lit a lantern and found the tail of the convoy deep in the woods: "There!" He pulled out his horse and took the lead in chasing it.

After running a hundred steps and seeing the convoy clearly, the captain realized something was wrong, but before he had time to warn, a figure suddenly jumped out of the stationary tree canopy, knocking him off his horse like a boulder rolling down, and he didn't see clearly what was wrong. Something, the next moment a stick was hit on the side of the head, which made his eyes bleed from the seven orifices.

The convoy didn't move forward, it stopped deep in the woods, like a bait in a trap, attracting prey.

Shu Yinzhi rode on the stunned captain with a bludgeon stuck to his neck, brave and fierce.

The guard's horse was hoofed by a machete hidden in the grass, and it neighed and threw off its master.Xiaoyunwei, who was in ambush, showed his fangs.Yue Guanshan sat cross-legged on the top of a tree, Jing Busheng stood beside him, with his toes unmarked on the branches, there was a controlled smile in the moonlight.

The sense of suffocation subsided slightly, and the captain saw the attacker's face clearly through the tinnitus—Shu Yinzhi raised his arms above his head, and sent him a final greeting: "Taste the taste of a blow to the head, ghost!" Then drop it.