Shock!The apprentice is the king of the mountain

Shen Feng stared at his wrist in horror. At this moment, a pale and powerful hand was firmly clasped on it. This hand was very fair, with blue blood vessels faintly visible, and five slender fingers with distinct joints. It was a very beautiful hand.

However, how can he care about admiring the beauty of his hands now? !

Looking down along the hand, the masked man in the sarcophagus staggered the mask on his face due to his movements, revealing a corner of Lushan Mountain.He lowered his head to look carefully, he was shocked, the exposed part was the left eyebrow of the masked man, but what shocked Shen Feng was not his eyebrow, but the cinnabar mole on the tip of the eyebrow.

Because Lian Zhao has one on the tip of his left eyebrow!

Such a coincidence.

This person...is really Lian Zhao?

Thinking of this, he was both surprised and delighted, and trembling his other hand to lift his mask, but was held back in vain.

The mask of the person in the coffin slipped off automatically, revealing a familiar yet slightly unfamiliar face.This person's eyelashes flicker like butterfly wings, his eyes are like a starry sky, and he is printed in the bottom of his eyes.

The man smiled slightly, and opened his mouth to hear Shen Feng's familiar voice: "Master, I haven't seen you for a long time, do you miss me?"

It's Lian Zhao!

Shen Feng was stunned for a while, and he came back to his senses after a while, looked down at him, grabbed his ears with a smile, lifted him out of the sarcophagus, and by the way, his subordinates added more strength, Shen Feng said: "You son of a bitch, do you know that people Scary to death! You have been doing things all day long, and suddenly appeared in the sarcophagus, this will scare you to death as a teacher!"

Lian Zhao, who came out of the coffin, hung on him, hugged his waist, and said, "I'm not messing around. I came here to save you with all my might. After that day, you disappeared for several days in a row, and I couldn't find you. Going crazy."

Hearing this, his heart softened, he quickly let go, patted Lian Zhao on the shoulder, and said, "Don't worry, I'm fine. By the way, how do you know I'm here? How did you come to this ghost place? You're alone Came from the sea of ​​blood? Also, why are you trapped in the sarcophagus?"

Shen Feng had a series of doubts, and Lian Zhao was overwhelmed. He raised his forehead and said, "Oh, my head hurts, Master, we will talk about this later."

"Why do you have a headache? Where does the head hurt?" He said, and he massaged him, "Does it still hurt?"

Lian Zhao took his hand and said, "It doesn't hurt anymore, with Master here, it doesn't hurt any more."

This boy's sweet mouth came too suddenly, Shen Feng felt a little uncomfortable, he twitched/returned his hand and said: "Keep this trick to coax the little girl, your old master can't stand it, he's so tired."

Lian Zhao's face darkened, "I came all the way to see you, but you still don't appreciate it. If you put it nicely, will you lose your meat?"

Hearing this, Shen Feng immediately felt relieved, "If you have something to say, talk about it, holding hands is such a sissy thing, how can a straight steel man like a teacher do it."

Lian Zhao: "..."

Shen Feng said: "Forget it, the top priority is not to care about these things, let's get out of here quickly."

Lian Zhao nodded, "Indeed."

Shen Feng looked at his attire, but took a step back, and said: "Before this, it seems that you still have something to explain to me."

"For example, why did you transform in an instant, why did you know the mysterious magic, why did you know the murderer who killed me back then, and why did you know that I was reborn in Feng Xiucai from Wuqian Village? Should know."

"You are not Ah Zhao, who are you?"

Shen Feng stared at him vigilantly, and slowly clenched Hongyue's sword hilt.

Lian Zhao's smile faded slightly, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he watched his smile fade away bit by bit.

He then smiled wryly, "Actually, sometimes, even I don't know who I am, and I don't know which one I am. Is it Lian Zhao from Madman Ridge, or..."

"It's still the bright moon in the foggy mountains."

Shen Feng opened his eyes wide: "Fuck! Are you really not Lian Zhao?"

Unexpectedly, when he was in doubt, if he bombarded him casually, he would tell him everything without reservation, and really told himself that he was not Lian Zhao, but that Laoshizi Mingyue.

However, the name Mingyue is very familiar, as if I have heard it somewhere, but where did I hear it?Shen Feng thought about it carefully, and something flashed through his mind quickly.

The man in purple!

By the way, before the purple-clothed man took him away that day, he also called Lian Zhao "Mingyue". At that time, the situation was critical and he didn't care. Thinking about it this way, the purple-clothed man knew Lian Zhao, and they were old acquaintances.

Lian Zhao frowned: "Master, I didn't mean to hide it from you, but I just don't know where to start."

Shen Feng said: "Speak concisely and focus on the key points."

Lian Zhao thought for a while, and said, "I don't know if you still remember what happened when you came to Wushan at the beginning of the year?"

That day?Seems to vaguely remember.

Lian Zhao said: "That day, you and I met for the first time."

that day...

……

years ago.

Eldest brother Lian Wudi betrayed Shenjiazhuang, fell in love with the demon girl, cut off his father's robes, and left the family. Shen Feng was so angry that his father played mahjong for three days and three nights.

Shen Feng saw that everyone in Shenjiazhuang was forced to smile, pretending not to care about eating, drinking and having fun, so he decided to save the elder brother from the fire and water, so he stole his father's sword, put on the new cloak his mother made for him, and looked majestic and majestic. Raising the sword, he boarded Madman Ridge, which was also called Wushan Mountain at that time.

As a result, a big mountain was full of twists and turns, and it was so poor that there were no bluestone steps. Shen Feng couldn't help but feel sorry for his senior brother, and he was determined to save him from the demon girl, otherwise the senior brother would be killed. If he wants to become the master of the stronghold of this demon girl, then how can it be possible.

However, because it was the first time he came here, Shen Feng didn't know the way, so he got lost while walking.At this time, the sky was getting dark and the clouds were densely covered. After a while, the heavy rain began to pour down, but Shen Feng was very calm. He picked off a banana leaf and hid in a small dilapidated temple halfway through the rain.

There was thunder and thunderstorm outside, rumbling, he sat on the threshold, took out the dry bun soaked by the rain, and gnawed on it bit by bit.

A flash of thunder suddenly illuminated the entire small temple. He happened to turn around and saw a tattered clay statue of a god in the temple. The body of the statue is so desolate.

Looking at the cobweb-covered broken bowl in front of the desk, and at the dry bun in his hand, Shen Feng gritted his teeth, moved over to put the dry bun into the bowl, took off the brand new red cloak behind him, climbed up Stone platform, put on the statue.After everything was over, he jumped down, knelt down on the futon in an orderly manner, bowed reverently, and put his hands together again.

He looked at the statue and said: "I don't know what kind of god you are, but for my sincerity, I hope you will bless me to get a little more lucky money this year, and also bless my father not to scold me, and my mother's illness to get better soon. Master of the school, don't keep hitting my palms, my swordsmanship can improve a little bit.

"Okay, that's all for now. For the rest, I'll tell you when I think about it. You can eat people with soft mouths but short hands. You should take good care of me."

A strange sound of "噗味" echoed in the temple, and he hurriedly looked around to see what was making the sound.

The author has something to say: I'm late qwq has been running to catch up short stories for the editor these days

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