Chu Yan remembers that the spring rains in previous years will not fall at least at the end of February and early March, and will be accompanied by rolling spring thunder.
However, this year, the spring rain at the end of January fell for three days, soft and soft, covering the earth in a hazy rain fog.
The air is cool and refreshing.
Just in the afternoon of that day, Chu Yan came to Zhuxi Lane wearing a straw hat.
It is about 120 miles away from the Imperial City, and it is not in the downtown area, but in the depths of the quiet ancient road compound.
Stepping on the uneven bluestone road and looking at the moss that appeared on both sides of the street with the spring rain, Chu Yan suddenly felt that he seemed to have come to a peaceful and illusory world.
The back door of a certain household in the alley seems to be open at any time. A young girl holding an oil paper umbrella came out and smiled gently at you.
"Is this the path my mother walked on back then?"
Chu Yan breathed the strange air around him and walked slowly forward in the rain.
Zhuxi Lane is not deep, the whole venue is only about twenty feet long, you can see your head at a glance.
Chu Qiangdong did not tell Chu Yan what to look for when he came to Zhuxi Lane, but Chu Yan was not worried at all, because he believed that someone would tell him on his own initiative.
Soon, Chu Yan finished half of Zhuxi Lane.
In the center of the alley, there is a wonton stall under the eaves.
An old woman with gray hair and extremely simple looks was now wrapping wontons beside her.
In the big pot, boiling boiling water kept rolling, emitting a strong aroma.
Chu Yan walked to the wonton stall, the old lady looked up at him and smiled, "Young man, can you get a bowl of wontons?"
Chu Yan smiled: "Old woman, how did you tell that I am a young man?"
The old lady skillfully poured more than a dozen wontons into the pot, and the folds on her face were filled with laughter: "Mother-in-law, although I am old, my eyes are not blurred. How could I not recognize a young man like you?
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"Oh, that's it." Chu Yan nodded and slowly took off the hat he was wearing. "I thought you knew I would come here for a long time, so I've been waiting."
Looking at the face of the waxy middle-aged man under the hat, the old lady who was cooking chaos suddenly froze, and the expression on her face instantly frozen.
"Look, I'm a young man, are you surprised?" Chu Yan smiled.
This disguise technique is what I have found in the past few days to let Uzuma teach him.
Although you can't deceive high-level monks, there is still no problem to deceive ordinary people.
Sure enough, the old lady who cooked wontons was exposed after he tried this.
"Yes! I've been waiting here for a long time! Today, my Wanhai Gate has set up a net of heaven and earth. Chu Yan, you are doomed!" The next moment, the amiable smile on the old woman's face disappeared, replaced by a ferocious face, and in her throat.
What was made was also the man's rough voice.
Before he finished speaking, this guy waved his hand suddenly, and suddenly, a large pot of steaming wonton soup sprinkled towards Chu Yan.
The boiling soup instantly exploded into the drizzling alley.
Chu Yan almost retreated, but a small part of it still fell on him.
A smell that seemed to be fragrant but not fragrant, but not smelled, came to the nostrils. Chu Yan's face changed slightly. He looked down and saw the wonton soup falling on his clothes, which had turned into a purple color at this moment.
"This is - Duan Lingsan!" Chu Yan frowned and looked at the old woman.
The old woman smiled grimly at this time, reached out and pulled the human skin mask covering her face, revealing a man's proud face: "Yes, it's Duan Lingsan, you can't
I sense the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and see how you can use magic! Let’s come out!"
As the man shouted loudly, dozens of figures suddenly appeared on both ends of the alley and on the high walls on both sides.
Every figure was wearing a blue long gown, with a cold look at Chu Yan.
These monks and disciples of Wanhai Sect are undoubtedly there.
"As long as I thought, Zhuxi Lane is the reason why you decided to support Chu Qiangdong and his son." Chu Yan looked at the man behind the wonton stall and said, "No wonder the Wanhai Sect disciples in the imperial city that day were so weak that day.
, it turns out that they are all here."
Chu Yan looked around for a while.
The Wanhai Sect disciples he saw at this moment were obviously much higher than those in the imperial city a few days ago.
Not only that, there were a few figures in it, standing behind the crowd, which made Chu Yan care a little.
Although these people were not visible or exposed, Chu Yan, who had amazing spiritual consciousness, felt their aura like an abyss.
Compared to the Deacon of the Wanhai Sect who was killed by him three days ago, these people are obviously stronger!
"It seems that you are as smart as the rumor. With a little clue, you can guess the truth of the matter in eight or nine." The man sneered, "Since that's the case, you should hand over the thousand-machine box obediently, so
I, Wanhai Sect, thought that you took the initiative to hand over the treasure. Not only will you not blame you for killing your disciples, but you will give you a great reward and let you become a disciple. What do you think?"
"This is really flattering. I almost believed you!" Chu Yan smiled and said, and the next moment, he took a step forward and rushed towards the man in front of him, "What are you talking about, I'll do you want to have a little bit of a thousand machine box?
Don't know, do you believe it or not?"
The alley was very narrow, and Chu Yan and the man were very close. In this moment, Chu Yan rolled up a strong wind, broke through the rain and fog, and rushed to the man.
"If you don't eat the free throw toast, you will still be so arrogant after hitting Duan Lingsan. I think you are - what's going on!" Before he finished speaking, the man felt a terrifying cyclone, like a meat grinder, following the scene.
Chu Yan's punch hit him with a bang.
This whirlwind, which crushed all momentum, was not like the power that a cultivator who had been hit by the Duan Lingsan could burst out.
This is simply-
Suddenly, a possibility flashed in the man's mind, which made his eyes suddenly show an extremely horrified look: "You are a body refiner--"
"It's too late!" Chu Yan's face darkened, his five fingers formed claws, stying the wind and rain, "The angry dragon strangled the kill!"
Alas!
Chu Yan pierced his claws through the chest of the man in front of him and came out of his body.
A large stream of hot blood mixed with minced meat sprayed on the wall behind the man.
Chu Yan was still holding a beating ball of meat in his palm that was poking out from the other party's back.
The man opened his hands, his eyes showing a look of horror and despair.
His eyes looked at Chu Yan at this moment.
"You guess I know this is a trap, why do I still come here?"
Bang!
Chu Yan burst the other party's heart with one hand.
When the vitality disappeared in an instant, the man heard Chu Yan's low laughter: "Because I want to kill all of you, do you believe it?"