Yi Xifeng stepped onto the mountain path first, but suddenly, as if he saw something, his eyes suddenly tightened. Just as he was about to retreat, he felt a strong suction force, pulling him in.
in.
Behind him, Zhong Lingxi also followed.
There was silence and darkness, and the sound of plagiarism lapping at the shore could still be heard in the darkness, but in this dark and silent environment, a few candles were still lit.
"Where is this?"
Zhong Lingxi looked at the scene in front of her with great surprise. On the other hand, Yi Xifeng next to her was much calmer.
"You should have entered an illusion." Yi Xifeng murmured. In just these few breaths, he could tell the difference. He had experienced many illusions, and it would not be so strange to encounter another one now. "Find one first.
Let’s settle down.”
After that, he led Zhong Lingxi towards one of the lit lights.
All illusions have a formation. Unless the saint personally arranges it or the world is self-made, then finding the formation of the illusion is just a matter of time. The night is so dense, it is better to find a place to rest.
inside the house.
The eight people were all wearing white robes. One of them didn't have a ferocious scar on his face, but he was grinning playfully; one of them had a low profile, an expression on his face, and an indifferent expression. He looked like a bad guy at first glance; the one at the front was not that bad at all.
He looked like an unusual person, shaking his feather fan and looking at me with squinted eyes.
As soon as he finished speaking, another heartache came out.
"So now my son should be very young with us?"
"What's the use of strengths and avoidance of weaknesses?"
These two people were Yi Xifeng and Zhong Lingxi, but they were both strangers. The man was fair and gentle, with a shy and kind smile; the woman was wearing a plain robe, with black hair hanging vertically around her waist, and her eyes were as bright as stars.
"really……"
Under the gray-brown wall in the middle, there are several paintings hanging. The canvas has already turned yellow, and the paintings are realistic figures. The background in front of these figures is a large and broken ship next to the fishing village.
Under the hull, a middle-aged woman was carrying a 14-year-old girl. The eldest girl was holding a few small fish in her hands, smiling sadly.
"You eight brothers are passing through here, can you stay overnight..."
"Who is it?" A voice came from inside the old house.
A fisherman opened the door and suddenly froze on the spot when he saw eight people standing inside.
"Instead of fighting among ourselves, you should think of a solution. You must know how to make use of your strengths and avoid your weaknesses."
Seeing this, Zhong Lingxi secretly thought that good looks are universal no matter where he is. Perhaps strength is the basis for respect, but good looks are a standard pass.
As if he had discovered something, he ran out of the hall again and looked at the furnishings outside.
"Don't you feel that the person in the painting is very strange?" Yi Xifeng paused and continued, "Doesn't he look like the old man in the painting when he was old?"
………………
Seeing those two handsome and decent faces, the vigilance in the fisherman's eyes relaxed a little.
Several figures flickered before disappearing on the roof.
The eight brothers of the Zhang family looked at each other...
Zhang Miao looked at the man who hit me behind him, his eyes burning with anger, the muscles under his body bulging, and the blood all over his body vibrating. The aura of the Windbreaker was immediately revealed: "Zhang Fu, don't go too far!"
Having said that, Zhang Tao hurriedly took out the banknotes from his arms. The seven of them took a closer look and saw that they were a hundred taels of silver banknotes!
Then he pointed to an empty room and said, "Just stay here for now. It's your son's room. He's been back here not too long ago, so if there's no dust, just leave it there."
"What family are they in?" Zhang Miao leaned behind the door, took a deep breath, and said melancholy. "If that's okay, you can just retreat and be tied up by us people!"
Zhang Tao shook the feather fan in his hand and cleared his throat again. He muttered no words, but when he finished speaking, he only heard a dull bang, a little bit of dust fell, and the small door was closed tightly again, and then there was no sound.
A crisp door bolt withstood the sound at the door.
"Doesn't his head do anything but fight and kill? Can it use its brain? You are here to get the blood jade, and you are here to cause trouble!" Zhang Fu was also willing to show off, and continued to resist Zhang Miao's momentum.
backward.
Zhang Miao and Zhang Fu's eyes shimmered.
I saw Rodan stuffing the banknotes in his hand back into the crack of the door and shouting in a low voice: "Fellow fellows, he's staying with you, how about you give him money, a hundred taels a night!"
After saying that, he turned around and entered the house step by step, leaving the door open for Zhong Lingxi and Yi Xifeng. The seven people inside the door looked at each other, with a smile on their lips at the same time, and walked out of the house.
middle.
Seeing that, half of the vigilance in the fisherman's eyes faded. The seven people behind him looked like good people. He stepped forward firmly and nodded heavily. "Come back, but they can only stay for one night."
, I have to leave tomorrow morning."
When the seven people were confronting each other, two crisp slaps resounded through the night.
The door of the house opened, and a fisherman in his forties stood at the door with a wary expression. He was slightly startled when he saw a man and a woman in front of him.
Luo Danfeng glanced at the furnishings in the room with his peripheral vision, then seemed to see something and hurriedly pulled Zhong Lingxi along.
The fisherman's house is very luxurious. There is only a round table and a few square stools in the hall inside, but it looks very solid. The seven walls are covered with densely packed fishing tools. As soon as you step back, you feel
A faint sea smell hit my face.
"Although your Zhang family is poor, for that fishing village, you are enough to be a wealthy gentry there. If you give a small amount of gold and silver, will no one be interested?"
Bang bang——!
The smile on Zhang Tao's face was frozen in the thick night.
"It's a bad idea, old man." Yi Xifeng bowed slightly and said apologetically, "You were walking here when you encountered the sea breeze and got separated from your companions. You lost your way and came to that village... It's so late now.
Now, do you think it can be convenient for the seven of you to settle down?"
"Who?"
After Yi Xifeng finished speaking, the fisherman looked at me suspiciously, without looking at Zhong Lingxi on the side, and looked up and down a little more. A moment ago, a gust of sea breeze blew by, and Yi Xifeng took advantage of it and crossed his arms.
Chills.
After saying that, he walked out, leaving only seven people in the room.
Under the roof, pieces of thatch fell down and landed on the top of Yi Xifeng's head. You stretched out your hand to take out the thatch and looked at it, then looked at the roof, with a trace of surprise in your eyes.
That house was only built with wooden beams...
Bang bang——!
Zhong Lingxi didn't see anything from the painting, but the peace in my heart kept knocking on my heart. Before comforting the bad guy, Yi Xifeng then found an excuse to go out and climbed off the roof, looking around for seven weeks.