"Which one do you think is more likely?" Murong Ziyun held her sword in her chest and frowned in thought.
Lu Chen said without hesitation: "The second type!"
"What's the basis?"
"Personal judgment, Ye Ang is an acquired eight-level peak warrior, and he is also a top-ranked genius in the entire sword sect. He is extremely courageous and far from reckless. When traveling in the world and going out to do business, you should abide by the rules and not leave without reason.
, leaving only a message! Even if he leaves and goes to Longyanggang first, even if he finds clues about the drought demon, he should wait for us to meet here. If not, he will find someone to send the message. Let us stay here for a long time.
Wait, but there is no news from me and my whereabouts are unknown. This is really not in line with the behavior of a disciple of the Sword Sect!" Lu Chen analyzed slowly and calmly.
Murong Ziyun nodded thoughtfully: "That makes sense!"
She continued: "Ye Ang is a disciple of Xuanwu Academy and a genius on the Heavenly Sword Ranking. Now he has disappeared mysteriously and his whereabouts are unknown. This is definitely not a small matter. I was thinking, maybe we missed someone on the way here.
some details?”
Lu Chen got out of bed, walked to the table, brought a glass of water, and said, "What you said makes sense. Maybe we missed some clues! But if Senior Brother Ye Ang doesn't show up, it doesn't matter if we continue to stay in Longyang Gang.
Meaning. Moreover, the Hanbao case has been revealed, so there is no need to stay here. Let’s go back to the sect first! Launch the sect’s intelligence force to conduct a search, and we should get the news soon!”
Murong Ziyun sighed softly: "This is the only way! Jiang Shaoling brother and sister stay here to recuperate. If Ye Ang shows up, it is easy to contact them. Without further delay, let's set off quickly!"
"So urgent?" Lu Chen frowned slightly.
Murong Ziyun said: "I've been feeling restless lately. Ye Ang's whereabouts are unknown. This is a major matter and cannot be delayed. It would be better to return to the sect as soon as possible!"
Lu Chen thought about it and said, "Then let's take your word for it!"
So, the two discussed it for a while, then said hello to Jiang Shaoling's brother and sister, and then left Longyang Gang on horseback, preparing to rush all the way back to Jianzong to resume their lives.
After the eleventh month of the lunar calendar, the weather suddenly became cold, and the cold air swept over everything on the earth. The gloomy sky seemed to be covered with a layer of dust, giving people a very uncomfortable feeling. Many trees had lost all their leaves, with only a few left.
Dotted with broken leaves, the whole world presents a scene of withering and decay.
Two figures were galloping on the road, and they were several miles away in the blink of an eye. The wind blew on Lu Chen's face like a knife, but fortunately he had inner strength to support him, otherwise ordinary people would really not be able to stand this cold and ghostly weather.
After returning along the original route and running for nearly an hour, the two of them once again saw the black wooden house where they stayed half a month ago. Green smoke curled up, and there were vague figures walking around inside the house.
"Lu Chen, look, it's that black wooden house!" Murong Ziyun grabbed the reins and stared at the black wooden house not far away.
Lu Chen also grabbed the galloping green-maned horse, with a solemn expression on his face: "Let's go take a look, and then ask the old man about the situation. Maybe Senior Brother Ye Ang didn't see us and returned to the sect alone!"
"Well, you're right!" Murong Ziyun got off her horse, held the reins and stepped on the dry black earth, walking towards the black wooden house step by step.
Lu Chen immediately got off his horse and walked over.
Yeah, a few crows were calling on the branches, staring maliciously at the two young people approaching the cabin, as if mocking their ignorance. The surrounding environment has not changed, and the vegetable patch within the fence is still messy and rotten.
Vegetable leaves and chicken feathers were scattered all over the floor, and the smell was terrible.
.I guess it’s because the old woman is old and unable to manage it.
Dong Dong, knocked lightly on the dilapidated wooden door. After a while, the old and senile old woman whom I had seen before opened the door. She had messy and dry hair, and looked at her with cloudy eyes.
Lu Chen and Murong Ziyun were standing at the door.
"It's you two young men again!" the old woman said hoarsely.
Murong Ziyun cupped her fists and said, "Old man, excuse me, we have something to ask you!"
"It's cold outside, come in and talk, have a sip of hot tea and warm yourself up!" The old woman hunched her waist, stepped aside and invited Lu Chen and the others into the house.
Murong Ziyun was startled, then a quiet smile appeared on her delicate face: "Sorry to bother you!" Then she stepped in.
Lu Chen remained silent and followed him in, but his eyes kept turning.
The light inside the cabin was dim, the corners were shady, and there was a strange atmosphere everywhere.
Murong Ziyun didn't care about this and sat cross-legged in the bonfire to get rid of the cold air from her body.
"You two, please have tea!" The old woman walked in from outside the wooden house carrying a wooden tray with two cups of steaming tea on it.
"Thank you!" Murong Ziyun took one of the cups.
Lu Chen also took another cup and saw that there were tiny black particles undulating in the steaming tea, exuding a strong fragrance that lingered and made him feel drunk. However, his expression suddenly changed.
He was solemn, and a look of vigilance flashed through his eyes.
"It smells so good!" Murong Ziyun's beautiful eyes were slightly bright, she took a sip and her mouth was full of saliva.
"If it tastes good, drink more!" A strange smile appeared on the old woman's old face, then she turned to look at Chase Lu: "Young man, why don't you drink!"
"Lu Chen, try it quickly, this tea is very fragrant!" Murong Ziyun also smiled immediately.
A smile appeared on the corner of Lu Chen's mouth: "Really! Is this tea really so fragrant?" He took a sip gently, with an expression of enjoyment on his face.
"How does it taste, young man?" the old woman asked with a grin.
Lu Chen smiled lightly and said, "It's a blessing to be able to taste such fragrant tea in a remote country!"
The old woman nodded: "That's very good. My house here is humble and simple. Please forgive me if I have neglected you!"
"Old lady, please don't be so polite!" Murong Ziyun said gratefully, and then asked seriously: "By the way, old lady, since we said goodbye last time, have you seen that our companion Ye Ang has been there since we left?
Have you ever come back again?"
The old woman walked to the corner with a broom, and while cleaning the dark room, she said slowly: "Yes!"
"Where is he now?" Murong Ziyun asked quickly.
Lu Chen held a crude tea cup and blew the hot air leisurely.
The old woman stopped what she was doing and said in a hoarse voice: "He has always been here!"
"Always here? Old lady, what do you mean, I don't understand?" Murong Ziyun was stunned, looking a little confused.
The old woman sighed softly: "Young man, the old woman has no choice! For the sake of my children, I hope you will not hold a grudge against me, the old woman!"
Murong Ziyun seemed to think of something, and was suddenly shocked. However, it was too late, she only felt a sudden
He spun around, his eyes turned black, and then he fell to the ground.
Immediately afterwards, Lu Chen also fell down, but when he fell, the corner of his mouth curled up with a cold arc.
When they both woke up, they were already in a dark basement.
Murong Ziyun struggled to open her eyes, shook her heavy head, and was shocked to find that she was tied to a wooden stake. She could not move at all. The surroundings were dark and silent, as if she was in a forgotten dark world.
The atmosphere was extremely weird.
"Where is this?" She struggled fiercely, but unfortunately her body was weak, her bones and muscles were weak, and she could not exert even one-tenth of her usual strength, and she could not break free of the iron chains on her body. She was frightened.
Shouting, hoping to get a warm response in this dark and cold world.
"This is hell!" A cold voice came from the darkness, suddenly breaking the cold and silent atmosphere in the darkness.
"It's Lu Chen's voice!" Murong Ziyun was happy in her heart and asked: "Lu Chen, where are you?"
"I'm right opposite you!" Lu Chen said indifferently.
"What the hell is this place and why are we tied here?" Murong Ziyun said with a panicked expression. She is the apple of the sect master's eye and the proud daughter of heaven. She can usually deal with anything she encounters without panic, but at this time
At this moment, facing such a strange situation, I couldn't calm down no matter what.
"This should be the dark room under the black wooden house. As for why we were tied here, only the old woman above knows the reason!" Lu Chen explained, his cold tone showing a very confident calmness.
"How could it be her?" Murong Ziyun was startled and confused. She recalled the old woman's gloomy old face, and when she thought about it carefully, she felt a shiver run through her body.
Lu Chen said with a somewhat mocking tone: "From the beginning, we were deceived by her hypocrisy!"
"If my guess is correct, Senior Brother Ye Ang may have encountered something unexpected that night when he left without saying goodbye, and the culprit must be this old woman!"
Murong Ziyun wondered: "But this old woman is obviously just a commoner. She is old and frail, and has no strength to restrain a chicken. How can she have the ability to murder a martial arts master?"
"You and I are also masters of martial arts, why are we now becoming the prisoners of others and being mermaids?" Lu Chen mocked.
Murong Ziyun's breath was suffocated and she didn't say a word for a long time. She regarded ordinary people too simply. No wonder ordinary people said that the world is dangerous and people's hearts are old. No matter how powerful the martial arts masters are, they cannot understand people's hearts after all.
The old woman in the black wooden house looks old, frail and frail. In the eyes of others, she is just an ordinary person. But she has a murderous heart, which makes her more than simple.
It is said that it is difficult to draw the bones when painting a dragon or a tiger. Knowing the person, knowing the face, but not knowing the heart.
A vicious heart is more dangerous than the most ferocious beast in the world.
Who would have thought that here in the countryside, an old and frail old woman would be able to stun two martial arts masters and make them prisoners. No one would believe her if she told her!
"What should we do?" Murong Ziyun asked weakly.
Lu Chen joked: "What should I do? Let's eat it cold!"
"In this situation, you are still in the mood to make sarcastic remarks!" Murong Ziyun said angrily.
