When he carefully touched the gate of the village, Gu Changfeng still didn't meet a single person.

The huge mountain village is still in a strange silence, and the torches are still burning everywhere, but not to mention humans, there is not even a bird.

The two-meter-high wooden door was open at will, and the place at the door was originally guarded by horse bandits was empty at this time.

After standing at the threshold, Gu Changfeng looked at the darkness outside the village for a long time, his eyes flashed and his face was gloomy.

After a quarter of an hour, Gu Changfeng turned around and walked into the mountain village silently.

No matter who set up a plan behind this matter, this person accurately grasped Gu Changfeng's thoughts.

Since you set up a plan for me, if I don’t fall into the trap, wouldn’t I betray you a lot of good intentions?

The structure of the village is simple and rough. Gu Changfeng is like walking in his backyard, humming a small song in his mouth, limping, and walking leisurely along the road.

"I was...Wollonggang...scattered."

"About Yin and Yang, like the reverse palm...Baoding Gan...Kun!"

"The late emperor...goes to Nanyang...I invites the three emperors..."

This lyrics was occasionally sung by Ye Lin in the middle of the night to relieve his boredom. After listening to it a few times, Gu Changfeng fell in love with the singing style and tunes of this lyrics. He hummed twice when he had something to do.

Because of the broken ribs, Gu Changfeng felt heartbroken pain every time he breathed, so the lyrics were also sang intermittently.

After spared the empty martial arts hall, Gu Changfeng carried a red tassel spear behind her shoulders and continued to wander forward.

After the martial arts hall, there was a kitchen. Because dozens of people were running at the same time, the kitchen was huge and there were a lot of food and vegetables in it. There were seven stoves alone.

The firewood in the stoves of these seven stoves was still spitting out flames. Occasionally, a slight crackling sound came from the stove, which even casted two strange and warm colors into the tranquility in the kitchen.

He took the spear and opened the lid of the stove in the middle, and the misty pot air came to his face with the fragrance.

Gu Changfeng stretched his neck and looked at it, then muttered to himself while looking for bowls and chopsticks: "Three fresh pork soup... tsk... no one eats such a good meal... It's really a waste."

He picked up the spoon and scooped up most of the thick soup. Because of the injury to his left arm, Gu Changfeng could only throw away the red tassel gun. He held the sea bowl with his fairly intact right hand. While siping the broth in a small gulp, he continued to limp out of the kitchen and continued to explore the depths of the mountain village.

Every two or three sips of broth, Gu Xianfo bent down and coughed violently for a while. During this period, bloodshots flowed out of the corner of his mouth, but he didn't care at all. He wiped his mouth with his sleeve. After the cough calmed down, he continued to drink the broth with a delicious taste.

After passing the kitchen, the hall is the one.

The door of the villa is empty and there are bright candles inside. The flames illuminate it, and there seems to be someone who is illuminating it.

Gu Changfeng drank the broth and pushed open the door of the hall casually.

In fact, you don’t have to open the door. Just through the crack in the door, you can smell the disgusting bloody smell coming from it.

After stepping into the hall, Gu Changfeng stopped moving forward and just drank the broth in the bowl in small sips.

In the hall, the tables, chairs, and benches were not damaged, and only the best pure aries carpet was soaked in blood and turned into a dark red.

Once you step on, you can hear the sizzling sound of blood being squeezed out of the carpet.

In the middle of the hall, more than thirty corpses of horse bandits were lying in a regular manner. All of these corpses had their heads facing the door. A four-story high platform was built in the center of the hall, with large bottoms and small tops, neatly arranged.

Except for the half-inch wound on all the bodies, the throat was cut directly by sharp tools, there was no obvious external injury. The blood on the carpet also flowed out of the throats of these people and then gathered together.

The Buddha's body was placed on the top and formed a single layer. It was obvious that he had just died shortly after he died. The blood from the wound was still flowing out. After flowing through the three layers of corpses below, he was slowly poured onto the carpet.

On the Buddha's chest, a delicate and elegant scholar in white robe sat. He held a bowl like Gu Changfeng, drinking the soup inside happily.

The white-robed Shusheng looks very "enchanting", has a fair face, delicate facial features like a woman, her eyes are long and narrow, and her long black hair is casually scattered behind her back. Her right hand holding the sea bowl is dry and warm, stable and powerful.

But his robe was too worn, like... a poor quality material worn by a poor scholar.

Seeing Gu Changfeng pushing the door in, the scholar raised his head and smiled, and said softly: "I have pork soup, where are you?"

Gu Changfeng took a small sip and smiled, "It seems that we have the same taste."

The scholar also smiled: "The flaw I left on the knot is not big. You can break free so quickly. It seems that Ye Badao is usually considering you."

Gu Changfeng changed the topic: "You killed these horse bandits?"

The scholar shrugged: "That's right, who made them offend our most beloved 'Young Sect Master'?"

He said the young sect leader, but the scholar still smiled indifferently. In his eyes, it seemed that the young sect leader's name was not as valuable as a bowl of pork soup in his hand.

Gu Changfeng bent down and coughed violently. This time the coughing force was particularly strong, and he still didn't stop coughing up blood. It was not until all the soup that had just been drunk in his stomach was vomiting out, and the coughing sound gradually stopped.

The scholar didn't care about Gu Changfeng's life and death, and smiled happily: "Your body is really like a woman. If you are so excited, you will become this embarrassing look. It's embarrassing, it's so embarrassing."

Gu Changfeng raised his arm and wiped the corner of his mouth, took another sip of the broth, and said with a smile: "I am a scholar who is powerless, how can I compare with Xu Yan and Xu Fa?"

Xu Yan.

A name that has never been heard of by ordinary people in the world, but has scared the top experts in the world.

If we talk about Xu Yan, we have to mention the Taoist sect.

In the past, there were thousands of sects in the Central Plains. After countless years of open and secret struggles, eight major sects were decided to jointly lead the Daqian River and Lake fifty years ago.

However, more than ten years ago, there was an additional sect called "Daode Sect" in the world.

The Moral Sect acts secretly and rarely deals with ordinary martial artists on weekdays. Even where the main hall is located is rarely known. The entire sect seems to be operating secretly underground, and has no desire for the reputation and power pursued by the people of the martial arts world.

The reason why the Daode Sect has always been regarded as a thorn in the eyes by countless people with heart is not only because of its mystery, but also because there are shadows of the Daode Sect in some huge changes or fierce battles in the world.

The most eye-catching thing is the "Fox Mountain Sword Controversy" seven years ago. A total of 37 good players from the eight major sects secretly sneaked up to Hushan under the name of "Sword Controversy", intending to force the Lord of Hushan to hand over a "Square Soldiers" at that time. However, just as the great achievements were about to be completed, two figures came together to kill thirty-six people, rescue the Lord of Hushan, and take away the "Square Soldiers".

The man in black robe was burly and had a long spear, broken gold and cracked stones, and his nickname was "Iron Armored Gun Saint".

The man in white robe was thin and had two short swords, and was treacherous and vicious, and was nicknamed "Jade-faced Poisonous Soldier".

The most important thing is that both of them are from the moral sects.

Then the last man must be killed, but the two of them use him to pass on messages to the eight major sects. If they dare to offend Hushan again within ten years, the Daode Sect will definitely kill three generations.

After this battle, the three words "Daode Sect" officially put out their own signature in front of the heroes of the world with an extremely arrogant and unreasonable attitude.

The heads of the eight major sects are just half a step away from the truth. How deep is the sect that can retain the old monster Xianxiang?

Now everyone in the martial arts world knows that Dezong has four Dharma images, eight Vajras. It is said that all of them are Vajra realms, and they are truly heroes who are placed one day and one level. However, the four Dharma images, not to mention the martial arts realm, are not even known by ordinary people. They only know that their nicknames are: Iron Armored Spear Saint, Jade-faced Poisonous Soldier, Jinxiu Sword Immortal, and Liuhe Bodhisattva.

That day, the iron-armored Gun Saints who shot three Vajra Realm were Ye Lin, who was taciturn in the backyard of Zhanying City today.

The famous jade-faced poisonous man that day was Xu Yan, who was sitting on the corpse drinking soup today.

When Gu Changfeng saw Xu Yan for the first time, he felt a wonderful and complicated feeling: he seemed to be relieved, but he seemed even more worried; the horse bandits were vicious and often took human lives, but Xu Yan was even more unreasonable.

Since childhood Ye Lin has told Gu Changfeng seriously: Xu Yan is a madman who doesn’t care about life or death.

Not only do you care about your life or death, but you don’t care about your life or death.

Over the years, he challenged Ye Lin more than 70 times. Although he ended up being picked by Ye Lin, he was always fighting desperately against life and death.

Xu Yan was weird in character, moody, and practiced evil techniques in the previous dynasty that others could not even call their names. His martial arts were high and low, and he just entered the Vajra and the Immortal Elephant for a while. No one knew what he was thinking. It seemed that even he himself didn't know what he was thinking.

In short, this is a complete madman.

Gu Changfeng can't even calculate what will happen in the end when such a person meets him.

Xu Yan drank the last sip of the soup, raised his head and stretched out his tongue to lick the edge of the bowl reluctantly, and stuffed the bowl into the Buddha's mouth.

The sea bowl is big and the Buddha's mouth is small, so Xu Yan took off a short moon-white knife from his waist, cut the cheek on the right side of the Buddha's mouth, and then he smoothly stuffed it out.
Chapter completed!