Who lost this loyal dog?

In a trance, Zhang Ze found himself standing in a mountain forest.

The greenness of the trees has faded away, leaving only a piece of withered yellow. When the wind blows, the dead leaves rustle, which is inexplicably bleak.

He held a sword in his hanging right hand, Zhang Ze looked down and saw that it was Hong Ying.

The mountain forest was empty, there were no birds singing, no insects singing, and there seemed to be no other living things except him.

He came here to wait for someone.

"Fu Yeming," the body moved by itself, turned to look at the rugged path in the forest, opened and closed his mouth, and uttered a low warning, "This road is not going to pass."

At the end of the path, a person walked slowly, seemingly in a hurry, and came to Zhang Ze in the blink of an eye. Seeing his face and makeup, he was the same as the Fu Yeming he had seen in the daytime, except that the little girl was not with him.

Zhang Ze pursed his lips and gripped the hilt of Hongying's sword.

Fu Yeming's clothes were stained with blood, which dripped all the way as he walked. He was holding a broken blade in his right hand, and he didn't know who snatched it from it.

At this time, the scarlet blood on the broken blade merged into a trickle along the hand of the sword holder, and finally sank into the layers of dead leaves on the ground.

I don't know how many people have been killed, so that this person has such a strong blood?

Fu Yeming looked up and down at the person standing in front of him, and said in surprise, "I didn't expect that it was you who stopped me in the end."

Immediately, he smiled lightly: "It doesn't matter. I must open the treasure house, and I must also get the Tao of Longevity."

Zhang Ze lowered his eyes, calmly said: "I will not let you pass, the treasure must never fall into the hands of You Ming."

Fu Yeming was stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing suddenly, the sound spread far away, echoing in the empty forest.

He laughed so loudly, arching his back slightly, that he could hardly breathe.

Zhang Ze stood quietly on the spot, and when he finished laughing, he raised the shadow in his hand.

A ray of sunlight fell on the clear sword body, forming a cold light on the sword tip.

"You really are..." Fu Yeming shook his head slightly, and made a bold move.

In an instant, the wind was strong, and the fallen leaves were rolled up all over the sky, and the vision became blurred among the flying sand and rocks. Only two black figures interlaced and separated, and after a short rest, they fought together again.

Zhang Ze's consciousness gradually blurred and he disappeared into the darkness.

When he came back to his senses, Fu Yeming, who was fighting for life and death, was nowhere to be seen in the same place. He fell to the ground exhausted, and his surroundings were full of mess.

The bone-piercing coolness gradually spread from his chest to his whole body, taking away the remaining bit of warmth from his body.

Zhang Ze raised his eyes with difficulty.

The broken blade brought by Fu Yeming pierced through the heart, pinning him to death on the ground.

His lower body was sticky, presumably because his blood flowed too much, before soaking into the ground, it wet the clothes on his back instead.

The strange thing is that Zhang Ze didn't feel any pain, nor was he very scared. In the indescribable calm, all he thought was, "Ah, I failed again, and I have to start all over again."

His vision was gradually distorted and dimmed. Zhang Ze lay silently in the wilderness, emptied his sight, looked at the colorful phantoms in the sky, and waited for the darkness to come.

Just when the last ray of light was about to disappear from his eyes, a short figure rushed towards him like a whirlwind, and his eyes were red the moment he saw him.

Looking at the child's ragged clothes and patches all over his body, he must be a little beggar. Somehow he came to this wild place far away from the town.

He was so badly injured that the little beggar didn't dare to touch him. He turned around and couldn't find a place where he could help. Seeing that Zhang Ze's breathing became weaker and weaker, he could only kneel powerlessly in the muddy pool of blood , took his hand and refused to let go.

The little beggar lowered his head, and from Zhang Ze's perspective, he could just see tears in the child's eyes, but he bit his lip and blinked desperately to keep himself from crying.

No matter who the child was, his miserable appearance probably frightened him.

So tired, so cold...

Zhang Zezheng was struggling not to just fall asleep like this, but he suddenly felt his body exert all his strength, and said, "This place...is dangerous, hurry...leave..."

Immediately afterwards, the only light left in his field of vision disappeared, and darkness descended. A drop of tear fell on the back of his hand, and the hot temperature penetrated his skin, scalding his soul to tremble.

"Aze—"

"Master, master? Master, wake up, master..."

The two voices intertwined, causing Zhang Ze who had just opened his eyes to be in a trance: "Little beggar..."

There is a soft and warm bed under the body, a flat roof above the head, and a crisp and clean underwear on the body.He turned his eyes and glanced around, and his sluggish brain finally remembered that he was in an inn in the small town of Lingzhou.

Zhang Ze turned his head, facing the eyes of Shang Tian Yi who were still clear in the dark.

"Master, are you awake?"

It was still a while before dawn, and the room was a little dark. No matter how much Ren Zhang Ze concentrated, he couldn't see Tian Yi's face clearly.

He shook his drowsy head and asked in a daze, "I... Did I disturb you?"

"No."

Under the cover of the night, Tianyi carefully observed the expression of his master, only to see the lingering sleepiness, as if the "little beggar" just said it casually, and then forgot it after he finished speaking.

Zhang Ze changed into a more comfortable position, and muttered: "Tian Yi, I'm a little sleepy, so I'm going to bed first. You should go to sleep too."

After speaking, he rubbed the pillow and fell asleep again.

Tianyi held back the desire to find out, pulled the thin quilt that was kicked to the ground by the master, gently covered the master, silently looked at the sleeping face of the master, and then lay down slowly On the bed, but couldn't sleep anymore.

As the moon sets and the sun rises, Zhang Ze greets Tian Yi refreshedly. Seeing his tired face, he can't help but ask with concern, "Is the drunken flower Yin having an attack?"

Judging by the owner's appearance, he probably doesn't remember what happened last night.Tianyi pressed the question he wanted to ask back to the bottom of his heart, just shook his head and replied: "Your subordinate is fine, thank you master for your concern."

Fearing that Tianyi was trying to hold on, Zhang Ze took another look, and pulled up Tianyi's sleeve to confirm that the black spot had not spread, and then he breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good. Just bear with it, and wait until it's over." A few days later, Elder Li from the Xiaoyao Sect came and asked him to help see if the contents in the sachet were really the antidote."

"Yes."

"If you don't feel well, you can sleep a little longer, and I'll bring you breakfast."

"Yes."

After Zhang Ze finished washing up, he went downstairs to eat in the lobby. At Nuo Da's table, only Bi Yan was eating hard.

He leaned over and sat down, ordered a basket of buns and a bowl of porridge: "Bi Shaoxia, where are the others?"

Bi Yan put down the bowl: "Senior Sister Sha and Shaoxia Zuo went out early in the morning, and they said they were going to visit the valley again. Senior Brother Rong is taking care of Senior Brother Qin, Senior Sister Lu and Junior Sister Qiu are out shopping, I don't know about Feng Shaoxia."

It was a coincidence that after a while, while waiting for Xiaoer to prepare meals for Tianyi, Lu Xiaoyu and Qiu Anlan walked in together, both of them looked very ugly, especially Lu Xiaoyu, who It looks like he can't wait to cut someone directly with a sword.

Looking again, two or three steps away, Feng Huiyao was following behind them, waving his fan.

No wonder, Zhang Ze understood that since Feng Huiyao, who was promiscuous and troublesome, the relationship between the beggars' gang and the young disciples of Emei and Huashan has not been very good. It's fine if you don't pinch each other face to face.

This person is simply a model of "one rat droppings ruined a pot of porridge", but his father Feng He is a high-ranking man in the beggar gang, and his own martial arts are decent, so no one can control him for so many years.

When Lu Xiaoyu saw Zhang Ze in the hall, her eyes lit up immediately, she pulled Qiu Anlan to trot all the way to the table and sat down.

Feng Huiyao glanced at it from a distance, guessing that he couldn't get anything good, put away the folding fan, and went upstairs by himself.

For Feng Huiyao, even though they wouldn't fight each other when they met, Zhang Ze really didn't like him: "Are you fighting again?"

"Don't mention it!" After finally getting rid of the annoying guy and catching another person who can take out the trash, Lu Xiaoyu immediately started chatting, "Junior Sister An Lan and I went out for a walk, and within a few steps we were caught by someone surnamed Feng. Sticking to him, unable to talk or scold, buzzing along the way, flies are not annoying to him, and I can't beat him. Being followed all the way by him, all good moods are gone."

Bi Yan comforted: "In a few days, when Senior Qiu and the others arrive, Feng Huiyao will not dare to be as presumptuous as he is now."

"But at that time, that old man Feng will also come." Lu Xiaoyu curled her lips.

It seems that this is the case... Bi Yan was stunned.

Seeing that the chat was about to die, Zhang Ze stepped in and asked, "I don't know if there is Sanshan Cloth Village in this town?"

After all, it was just a small town, so he had no hope at all.

"Yes," Lu Xiaoyu cheered up, dipped in some water and scolded Fang Qiu on the table, drawing a bunch of twists and turns, "Go straight first, then turn this way, go straight, then turn that way Take a turn, turn again, and you’ll be there, easy to find.”

Zhang Ze was silent for a while, and thanked him.

Fortunately, the town is only this big, so you can always find it if you take some time.

After searching for a long time in the streets and alleys with Tianyi, Zhang Ze stood in front of the small shop at the end of the alley, looking at the closed shop door, hesitating whether to knock on the door directly or sneak in, only to hear "Zhi Ya" With a sound, the door opened.

A kind-hearted middle-aged man saw Zhang Ze, looked him up and down, and put on a respectful expression the moment he saw the jade pendant on his waist: "But Mr. Zhang Ze?"

"It's me." Zhang Ze was a little surprised.

How long has it been since Gu Qingfeng gave him the jade pendant?Six or seven days?How could the manager of this cloth village recognize him?

But after thinking about it, Ruogu Qingfeng's identity is really what he thought, and Sanshan Cloth Village is certainly not simple. The news can spread so fast that it is only natural that he was recognized.

The shopkeeper turned sideways to make way for the passage, invited Zhang Ze and the two to sit down in the shop, served tea, and entertained them carefully. Then he bowed and asked Zhang Ze's intentions in a leisurely manner.

Too lazy to detour, Zhang Ze stared into the shopkeeper's eyes, let out a little momentum, and cut straight to the point: "I want to see your master."

Even though he is an ordinary person who doesn't know martial arts, the store owner is still neither humble nor overbearing under such oppression: "The master is still on the way, and it will take four or five days to arrive in the capital. Can Mr. Zhang help me prepare dry food for the horses?"

Just in time, the reinforcements from various factions will arrive in two days, and after the poison on Tianyi's body is solved, he will hurry up and go to the capital to join Gu Qingfeng.When the time comes, everything will come to light.

Zhang Ze nodded: "Thank you."