"What happened up front?"

The scholar squinted his eyes and said in shock: "Huaiyi and Wen Sheng'an are fighting!"

The two were wrestling together in the snow. Wen Sheng'an locked his arms with Huai Yi, and Huai Yi was not to be outdone. He tightly grabbed Wen Sheng'an's waist rope. Seeing Ma Jun and Xiucai approaching, Huai Yi explained: "

Leader, this guy stole the potatoes from the village!"

Just as he was talking, Wen Sheng'an saw an opening and threw the snowball he was holding on Huaiyi's face. He quickly flipped up and pointed at Huaiyi and cursed: "You have such a big mouth."

To the end, which of your eyes saw me stealing?"

"I've seen both the left eye and the right eye. Everyone has no potatoes in their hands. Why do you still have them here?"

Seeing Ma Jun staring at him, Wen Sheng'an suddenly stuttered, blushed, pointed at Huaiyi and said, "You...you are spitting blood on me!"

The scholar remained silent. When he saw the two pieces of potato dug out from the ground, he looked at Wen Sheng'an with a smile, picked them up from the ground and put them in his pocket and said: "Don't waste food, pick it up first!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Huaiyi rushed up and pushed Wen Shengan away and said, "What else do you have to say?"

Wen Sheng'an felt so embarrassed that he couldn't tell. It was cold in the twelfth lunar month, and he felt his stomach churn, and his eyes instantly burned. He lowered his head and held back his breath and said, "I'll take it, I'll take it! I'm so hungry!"

The two quarreled endlessly, and the scholar felt that there must be some reason for it, so he kept silent and secretly gave Ma Jun a wink. Ma Jun was also a sensible person, but he really misunderstood the scholar's meaning and thought to himself: He is so old.

If you expose the trick in person, how will you see anyone in the future?

Wen Sheng'an said nothing. Ma Jun sighed and shook his head and said, "Brothers, please be patient. We will be better off once things are clear. However, my brothers are all upright people!" After that, he took another photo.

He patted Wen Sheng'an on the shoulder and said to Huaiyi: "Brother Huaiyi, don't be too fussy. We are all Jianghu people. Don't forget what we are going to do!"

The scholar hesitated to speak, knowing in his heart that Ma Jun's words must have hurt Wen Sheng'an's heart. The big lie he told to defeat Qiao Lianshou a few days ago in order for Wen Sheng'an to devote himself wholeheartedly to war preparations had long ago left him in his heart.

Once you are concerned, if one thing is not resolved, another thing will happen again, I am afraid it will be difficult to get rid of the grudge in the future!

The green mountains on both sides of the Taiwan Strait looked like clouds, with heavy snow falling. After crossing the top of the mountain, a lonely figure accompanied by a black knife was wandering in the Langmu Canyon.

It seemed that he was passing through here. Jinggan looked around and groped for the way to Lanfeng County. However, he seemed to have encountered a ghost beating a wall. As he walked around, he found that he had been in this canyon.

That’s not right! You’ve been bypassing Min County for a long time. What’s going on?

After walking slowly for a few steps, the cry of vultures made him uneasy. He took the knife on his back in his hand. His throat was dry. He swallowed a breath and looked at the side of the canyon as he walked towards it.

After walking a few steps, I heard the wail of vultures again. Xin Bing, who had fallen from the torture chamber, every time he became nervous, the image in his mind was filled with a group of masked people worshiping a vague person.

"No! No way!" Jing Gan was a little scared, he felt like the people in his head were about to pop out.

Suddenly, a piece of rotten wood rolled down the hillside and almost hit him on the top of his head. He subconsciously looked towards the mountain, but there was nothing except the steep cliff. Looking at the fallen piece of rotten wood, he clutched his chest and felt uneasy for a long time.

People often say that there are either monsters or ferocious beasts in the desolate mountains. Could it be that they encountered something this time? No way! They will also be afraid of bloody knives.

He began to think wildly in his mind, and the knife he held tightly in his hand seemed to be unconscious. At this time, another vulture flew over his head. Jinggan jumped in fright. He followed the vulture with his eyes and saw that the vulture returned to the cliff. He breathed a sigh of relief when he reached a cave.

He smiled, scaring himself!

When he turned around, suddenly a cloud gathered in front of him on the cliff, covering the entire canyon in darkness. The clouds rolled in, and Jing Gan shrank back in fear. He even lost the strength to hold the knife. When I looked up, I saw that the layers of clouds rolled in formed a huge whirlpool.

First he was panicked, and then he became more and more curious. He stood still on his feet and kept staring at the whirlpool.

The sight slowly became clearer again, and the rolled up clouds seemed like a kind old man, with his big palms leaning on the cliff. At this moment, a strange signal came to Jinggan's heart, and he suddenly remembered his mother's life. A story that has been told countless times.

Could this be the true relic of the old man Kunlun?

From fear to surprise, his nightmares for many years disappeared and he asked: "Kunlun Sage?"

Seeing that Yun Duo still didn't respond, Jing Gan came back to his senses, looked at his childish self and laughed: "Huh, God never favors me, how can there be so much God's will!"

Every time he thought of his unfair fate, Jing Gan became a little more courageous. He slashed the air with his sword several times, then laughed loudly and started on his journey again.

Do you really not care? That's all false, he cares the most!

Although he continued to walk forward without paying attention, his steps became much heavier. He wanted to walk away without any scruples, but also wanted to turn around and take a look.

Just when he was hesitating to get out of this section of the canyon, the clouds seemed to fall down and crush him. This time he heard clearly the sound of the formation trumpet coming from the clouds, and he couldn't help but shudder.

Suddenly, the clouds stretched out and curled up, like a golden seal falling on the top of the cliff.

Yes, what I just saw was really the Golden Seal of the Dapeng! Jingqian started to panic, and quickened his steps. He looked back while walking. Within a few dozen steps, he felt that his whole body became lighter, and he stepped forward. Look, you are slowly falling into the crack in the ground.

He struggled, but to no avail. The scene appeared again in front of him. The group of masked people were worshiping a man with a scar from the tiger's mouth. The man held the golden seal of the roc high in the air, and a few blood streaks were slowly coming. Slowly covered gold seal flows.

Then there were some strange sounds, like a tea horse or a tribe.

As his body became heavier and heavier, he screamed in panic and thrust the knife in front of him. Suddenly, the things in his mind disappeared like threads. When he slowly opened his eyes, he had already left Langmu Canyon. .

He let out a few loud breaths, was so tired that he sat down at the mouth of the canyon, picked up a few handfuls of snowballs and stuffed them into his mouth.

After he calmed down, he recalled the strange thing that had just happened, and the hairs on his body stood up. He looked around again, and there was a stone monument standing behind him.

After removing the covering snow, there seems to be some writing on the strange-shaped stone tablet. It may be that the corners have been weathered a lot due to its age.

Jingqian slowly sat up from the ground, took a few steps back, and read the words on the stone tablet, silently reciting: "In one life, one will be blind in two ways, three will have no pure soul, and four will have no one!"

What kind of mess was this? Some idler climbed up and carved these handwritings. Jinggan felt strange. He walked around the stone tablet and found no gap that he could step on.

When he walked to the back of the stone tablet and looked at it, he saw that it was the same at the back. He didn't know who had written the words in such a crooked way, which made people's hair stand on end.
Chapter completed!