Yanshan Exquisite Record

In the old days, Yanshan did not refer to a single mountain. Since Ding Mobai became famous ten years ago, this area was called Yanzi Mountain because of its shape like a flying swallow, together with dozens of surrounding hills, large and small.

Hua Yaojiu shuttled through the forest, the gray clothes hidden under the tattered clothes concealed his whereabouts at night, there was a faint stench in the air, he concentrated on distinguishing it, and finally jumped to a path between two mountains.

The moon is covered by clouds, smoke is everywhere in the dark jungle, and the hungry roar of winter beasts is heard from time to time. For decades, the trails here have been overgrown with weeds, and the road is almost impossible to see. Occasionally, one or two people in black can be seen He sneered at the white stones left as road signs and kicked them away.

Some sharp grasses scratched the skin and flesh, but Hua Yaojiu didn't seem to notice it, and only carefully moved forward. I don't know how long it took, the stench suddenly became strong, and a dilapidated village hidden in the mountain suddenly appeared in front of me. .

A few words were scribbled on the wooden board tilted aside: Returning to the Nest Village.

A trace of mourning flashed across Hua Yaojiu's eyes, but soon he returned to that cold look, and walked towards the village with his hands behind his back, returning to the nest. This was originally an ordinary village, but ten years ago, it was destroyed by a Plague devours.

There were not many villagers in Guichao Village, and the epidemic was severe at the time. After the government failed to treat them, they ordered the mountain to be closed, so those who were sick were left here to fend for themselves, and never came out again.

Hua Yaojiu walked in the village and paid attention to the movement around him. The houses on both sides were crumbling like paper bundles. Half of the dark yellow straw roofs were scraped off, revealing the gloomy wooden ridges. The houses in the courtyard were messy everywhere. skeleton.

Soon he came to the gate of a tall house, Guichao Village, a road leading to the end, only Lizheng's house back then could be so luxurious, the wooden door creaked, and Hua Yaojiu stepped in without hesitation.

A long silver sword struck straight at his Tianling Gai from top to bottom. Hua Yaojiu had been prepared for a long time, but with a slight dodge, he dodged it easily, followed by a strange footwork, moving backwards, He held the long sword in his hand, kicked lightly on the ground with his right foot, and a dead branch fell into his hand.

Even though the dead branch was a dead branch, it was as if a thousand catties of force had been poured into his hands. The long sword shone with silver light, and the owner of the sword rushed forward as if he had become angry when he dodged a move.

Hua Yaojiu's left hand was pinned behind her waist, and the dead branch was hanging down from her right hand, but she didn't move at all. When the man rushed to the front door, the dead branch turned around and circled the sword a few times as if to play with it, and carried it down again. hit.

"Peerless swordsmanship?!" The man in black took a few steps back and said in shock, "Who are you? How come you know the unique skills of the Song family."

Hua Yaojiu didn't answer, his brows were serious, the dead branch changed direction and rushed towards him, his ghostly footwork mixed with the howling and wind in the mountains, within a moment, Hua Yaojiu stood behind him.

The shot was not a killer move, but to hook his veil off.

Behind the veil was a rather familiar and shocked face.

Hua Yaojiu handed over his sword easily, and threw the veil aside, with the dead branch still on his throat, looked at him and satirized, "Your martial arts are so poor, that's why you listened to that old thief ? What did he promise you? Yanshan ink ice needle? Or the best martial arts?"

The young man was startled, and then he realized that the veil had been taken off. He closed his eyes and moved his mouth, "Kill me, I have nothing to say."

Hua Yaojiu sneered, but didn't poke the dead branch in. With the martial arts of the man in front of him, he didn't need a weapon to kill someone, so he stretched out his hand to strangle him by the throat, and directly pressed the penis that was hidden between his teeth. out.

The young man attempted suicide, and couldn't stop retching, staring at Hua Yaojiu with anger.

Hua Yaojiu ignored him, and with one hand, he lifted a seven-foot man to his feet off the ground. The murderous intent in his eyes grew stronger, and he said coldly, "I am in a hurry to die, because I am afraid that the martial arts family will be exposed in the future." Can't you? Or are you sure you can't beat me? Instead of being tortured to death by me, why don't you go to see Hades first?"

The young man blushed immediately, he grabbed Hua Yaojiu's arm and struggled desperately but he couldn't shake it a little bit, he could only kick his legs like drowning and couldn't say a word.

Hua Yaojiu continued, "Jiguang Temple was also built by you, even I guessed it, how could Song Xueqiao not guess it, your pot of vegetarian food almost killed him, if I'm right, Linglong The villa should have already sent someone to look for you, and once found, do you think they will let you go?"

The moonlight gradually emerged from the clouds, revealing a pair of desperate eyes.

The person in his hand originally had a beautiful and gentle face, but at this moment, he was carrying the lives of five people in Jiguang Temple and countless filth. Vague.

He never thought that what appeared in his eyes at the last moment before his death was the city of Luoyang that day——that day Song Xueqiao pulled him out of a pile of rotting corpses at the bottom of the well of Prince An's Mansion in Luoyang City, and carried him in the city full of lanterns. The back of running in the city.

Hua Yaojiu let go of his hand suddenly, his eyes were extremely cold, "But right now you still have a chance of life."

Tong Chunlin breathed out sharply, and was thrown to the ground with a "bang", lying in front of Hua Yaojiu, he couldn't help coughing desperately, curled up like a dead fish, as if he wanted to cough up all his internal organs.

Hua Yaojiu squatted in front of him, caressing his flushed face, her tone was gentle but creepy, "I can save your life, and even teach you more, after all, it's a big thing for a person to change his name and surname to join Yingu." It's an easy thing."

Tong Chunlin raised his eyes and said hoarsely, "Conditions?"

Hua Yaojiu raised his face, "Tell me where he is locked up?"

In the main house, the moon and stars are rare, and Guichao Village was suddenly closed due to the epidemic situation. The furnishings in the house are all complete. In the lobby, there is a skeleton in a crawling shape, stretching its hand towards the eastern gate.

Tong Chunlin was held up silently, and kicked the skeleton angrily, and the poor skeleton immediately fell into pieces.

A trace of hostility flashed in Hua Yaojiu's eyes, but he didn't make any further moves. When he walked to the garden of the mansion, he realized that four people were tied with iron rings and chains on the huge rockery.

The four people are in a square shape, sitting on a stone chair, facing the four directions of east, west, north and south.

The door opposite to the south is Sikong Yueyao, she was blindfolded, so she didn't know who was coming, she just thought it was a kidnapper here, she hummed a few words weakly from her throat, then lowered her head and passed out.

In the north is a young woman, her eyes are also covered with black cloth, her long silver-red dress is already covered with dust, and the hairpins on her head are falling off. She is trying her best to touch a child about seven or eight years old in the west, but the distance between them is really close. Far away, she could only touch hard and cold rocks. The child seemed to have cried and fell asleep, and in the east was a young woman.

Song Yanting was dressed in Tsing Yi, but he didn't respond when he saw someone coming, his hands were hanging down and he didn't move.

Hua Yaojiu had no gentle posture, his eyes were full of murderous intent, his hands were trembling, and he suddenly pressed Tong Chunlin firmly, "What did you do to them?!"

Tong Chunlin was suddenly pressed down to the ground by him, but suddenly smiled strangely, and a line of black blood spurted from his mouth.

Hua Yaojiu said angrily, "You still have □□?!"

Tong Chunlin laughed "giggle", with a hint of regret and compassion in his tone, "Song Xueqiao won't let me go...will you, Master Huagu, let me go?"

He looked at the four people there again, with complacency in his eyes, "Only I die here, at least my master...will let me go, you can just despair here, tonight...you don't even want to take it away alone, Unless... four corpses."

Hua Yaojiu was stunned, his subordinate Tong Chunlin only twitched twice, and then lost his breath.

He stood up tremblingly, and walked to Song Yanting on the east side. Under the moonlight, her wet hair was stuck to her forehead, her complexion was pale, and the black veil on her eyes was soaked in cold sweat from pain. Slight ups and downs, no different from the dead.

Regardless of etiquette, Hua Yaojiu took off the black gauze and pulled off her collar. Under the moonlight, Song Yanting had a row of pinholes on his chest. Although he was given antidote to save his life, he was still extremely weak.

"Four Suspension Formation." Hua Yaojiu lowered his hands, and only then did he realize what Tong Chunlin meant.

Among the four people, only the woman still has some strength, Sikong Yueyao and Song Yanting, who have martial arts, have both been fed Ruanjinsan and lost all their strength.

The woman shook her head desperately in horror, "Unbelievable! A girl tried to take us out, but she was poisoned!",

Hua Yaojiu didn't say a word, and asked Song Yanting for some antidote, he knew that what Tong Chunlin said was true, and what the woman said was also true.

No one in the world is more familiar with this formation than him, and he is also aware of the insidiousness of this formation.

This was created by Ding Mobai, a Taoist of Yanshan Mountain. There are countless traps in the hollow rockery. If you want to let go of the four people, you must follow the order. If No. 1 makes a mistake in letting go, one of the remaining three people will be executed in the four places array; If No.1 is correct and the second person is wrong, the remaining two will be executed together; if the third person is wrong, neither the last person nor the third person will survive, and only when all four are correct can they leave safely.

If the person on the chair breaks free on his own, he will be attacked by a hidden weapon like Song Yanting. If there is no antidote, he will become a wronged soul under the formation.

It gives people a glimmer of life without leaving any leeway. No one will make a choice for the indefinite number. It is one of Ding Mobai's most proud works during his lifetime.

Tong Chunlin is dead, and the four of them were blindfolded when they were released to eat and go to the toilet. No one in the world knows the order of the four constellations.

Hua Yaojiu's forehead was covered with cold sweat, he paced in the yard, and kicked Tong Chunlin's corpse fiercely, but the dead man would never answer his words again.

"I know..." someone whispered.

Hua Yaojiu was startled when he heard the words, and almost rushed to Song Yanting to hold her shoulders, because the antidote took effect, she had already woken up, but she was still very weak.

"Yan... Master Song, what do you know?" He looked anxious.

Song Yanting glanced at him leisurely, as if she was studying that appearance, a trace of surprise flashed across her face, and soon she smiled gently again,

"I know...the order of the four constellations, they blindfolded my eyes and didn't plug my ears."

Hua invited wine, "How do you know?"

Song Yanting looked weakly at the woman on his right side. She was blindfolded and trembling slightly, but she didn't speak anymore, and bit her light-colored lips tightly.

"When that man let us go, the first one to leave jumped off the stool, his feet were frivolous, it should be a child."

Hua Yaojiu took a deep look at her, Song Yanting's eyes were as calm as water, calm and gentle, he clenched his fists, got up obediently, immediately went around behind her, and put down the sleeping child.

The rockery was as quiet as usual, and no poisonous needles and poisonous mist sprayed out. Hua Yaojiu wiped the sweat from his forehead, breathed a sigh of relief, and hugged the child aside.

"The second one..." Song Yanting said slowly, "It's Yueyao. Although we are far away, the sound of unlinking comes from the crack in the stone on the left. It is undoubtedly her."

Hua Yaojiu nodded, walked around to Sikong Yueyao, and released her from the stone chair, just as she was settled down, the whole rockery suddenly rang out.

The tired bird in the mountain forest seemed to be frightened by this sound, and flew around in shock. Hua Yaojiu's eyes widened, and he knew the variables in an instant, and ran to Song Yanting desperately.

The woman on the stone chair smiled contentedly. She turned to the place where the child had been tied, her eyes widened suddenly, two lines of tears flowed from under the black veil, a mouthful of blood was vomited out of her mouth, and her chest had been pierced by a sharp weapon.

Song Yanting heard the commotion here, and sighed weakly but relieved. There was a poisoned iron thorn piercing her back behind her. Finally, she couldn't help coughing violently, and her chest heaved and heaved violently due to the pain.

Hua Yaojiuhong half-kneeled on the ground, trembling and tightly hugging Song Yanting's gradually stiff body, almost yelling like mad, "You don't know the sequence, do you?!"

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