That monk has a dragon [Rebirth]

Si Huai and Wu Nian, as guests, how to deal with Mr. Lin in the end, it is not good to continue to ask.

I originally wanted to pack my bags early and go to the Great Barren Mountain to see if I could find some clues, but I thought about Si Huai's injuries, so I slowed down this idea and stayed in Sankiyuan for a few more days.

Si Huai's conscience was a little aching at first, but seeing him being so accommodating, and remembering the way he tied his hair that day, so he, who could run and jump when he pulled out an arrow with his backhand, simply pretended to be in Sankiyuan An Xin raised the "injury".

In the blink of an eye, more than ten days later, Yuzhou came to Yuzhou twice. People urged Dongyangyan to go back. There is a short way to go to Dahuangshan and Yuzhou. I don’t know what I said to Dongyangyan. Mr. Dongyang, who said one more word, agreed to take them along for a ride.

On the day before leaving, Mikihara's disciples specially avoided a wooden bridge. Ten carriages were parked at the head of the bridge. The disciples rolled up their sleeves and were carrying boxes of heavy things up.

"Hey!" Si Huai stepped aside to pass the two disciples who were carrying things, turned around and said with a smile to Sheng Jincheng who saw them off: "This is to remove Sankiyuan's posture, it must be that the marriage between Master Sheng and Young Master Dongyang has been agreed Well, I wonder when the wedding date is set?"

"Not yet." Sheng Jincheng still smiled gracefully, "Marriage is not a child's play. With the family backgrounds of the Sheng family and the Dongyang family, there are too many things to be negotiated, but most of them have been settled recently. The Dongyang suzerain sent someone to urge, There must be something important at home, so let's go with the ceremony first, and my sister will visit in person some other day, and then discuss the matter."

After finishing speaking, he leaned over and looked at Wu Nian and Chen Yi who were walking on the other side of Si Huai, his smile deepened, and he said: "In the future, my sister and Mr. Dongyang will get married, brother Qi Zhou and the two masters must come Come have two glasses of wedding wine."

"Amitabha, the benefactor is very kind." Wu Nian twirled the string of beads in his hand and nodded lightly, but Chen Yi poked his head out from his side and nodded several times like pounding garlic.

"By the way..." Si Huai slowed down, and took out something wrapped in black cloth from his sleeve and gave it to Sheng Jincheng.

Sheng Jincheng took it with both hands, and carefully opened the black cloth. Inside was something like a red wristband. The workmanship was simple, and a fan-shaped silver piece was embedded in the middle. There seemed to be something hidden inside, reflecting a trace of coldness. color.

"This is?"

"Knife in the sleeve." Si Huai replied succinctly: "I have nothing to give you, only these small gadgets, for your personal use. You don't know magic skills, and you can't move ordinary weapons. I saw you earlier. I'm not very good at using that dagger, I've been carrying this knife in my sleeve for a long time, and I'm a bit spiritual, and I will protect you by myself in case of danger."

"Brother Qi Zhou, this thing is too expensive, how can I accept it?" Sheng Jincheng held it back with both hands.

"Since you call me brother, it is right to regard it as a farewell gift from brother. There is no reason to take back what you send." Si Huai pressed his hand, and there were two spots on the tiger's mouth of his right hand touched by his fingertips. There are dark red marks, as if bitten by something.

He picked up the wristband and put it on for Sheng Jincheng himself, and said: "There are three small knives hidden inside this silver fan. The blades are extremely thin. Be careful when you take them out."

"That's it, thank you brother Qi Zhou." Sheng Jincheng turned his arm, the size of the wristband was just right, and the color was similar to the Sheng family's home clothes, so it was almost invisible under the sleeves.

"I've been bothering you for a long time, if you don't accept my kindness, how can I dare to come when the young suzerain gets married in the future?"

"If you want to talk about it, brother Qi Zhou saved my life, but he was injured here when he was invited by me to Sankiyuan, and now he still wants you to give me something. If he doesn't treat you well next time, he will really lose the Sheng family. face."

Si Huai looked at him as if he was about to say something, finally raised the corner of his mouth and smiled, and walked forward.

Dong Yangyan was bidding farewell to the old Sect Master Sheng, and the two of them didn't know what they were talking about. From a distance, they only saw him nodding his head a few times in succession, and seeing a few people coming, they bowed their heads in a respectful and emphatic salute again. The widest and most luxurious carriage in the middle walked.

His pace was a little hasty, Si Huai and the others hurriedly said their goodbyes to Sect Master Sheng, and hurriedly followed.

The disciples of the Dongyang family had been waiting in front of the carriage for a long time. Seeing their young suzerain passing by, they quickly bent over and opened the curtain to welcome him in. Dongyang Yan stepped on the stirrup and his body was half vacated, when he suddenly heard "wait a minute" behind him, and fell back to the ground.

Sheng Lanchu, who was missing just now, ran out from an unknown direction, stood in front of him and panted a few times, and stuffed the black carved food box in his arms into his hand, without saying anything, turned around in a hurry run away.

Si Huai had never touched a woman in two lifetimes, but now he understood something, he smiled, and blurted out: "A man with a beautiful face, a jade beauty."

Dong Yangyan looked over blankly, with an indescribable look flashing across his face, he stuffed the food box into Si Huai's hands like a hot potato, turned around and got on the carriage, and said coldly, "I don't like sweets. "

"How do you know it's sweets if you haven't opened it?" Si Huai lifted the lid of the food box, glanced at the cakes of different styles through the gap, and suddenly his right eyelid jumped up, as if a knife-wielding gaze was staring at his back, Ling Chi .

The young couple's quarrel hurt Chi Yu, so he had better return it quickly.

The Great Wilderness Mountain is located in the Linyang area, and it just diverged from Yuzhou by two roads. Therefore, after traveling with Dongyang Yanshun for two days, they diverged on the third day.

There are many mountains in the Linyang area, and Dahuang Mountain is a low mountain range that stretches for more than ten miles.

It is said that the Great Barren Mountain was not originally called the Great Barren Mountain. The towns in that area were just battlefields of yellow sand in ancient times. The old ones were not completely decomposed, and some new ones were added on top of them. The trees in the entire forest were dead, and it became extremely gloomy, and became a wasteland that no one dared to approach.

Those who died on the battlefield held a lot of resentment, and the Great Barren Mountain didn't know how many generations of corpses had been piled up. The hostility was soaring and eerie, and the hostility was suppressed by an ancient barrier that was cast at an unknown time. The emperor will ask the monks of the immortal family to increase the seal of the enchantment.

Speaking of which, it should be the Ming family who shouldered the heavy responsibility of guarding the barrier of the Great Barren Mountain in this dynasty.

Hundreds of years ago, the ancestors of the Ming family were divided into two branches, one branch entered the world to pay respects to the generals, and the other branch came out to seek immortality. The Ming family relied on this relationship with the imperial court to obtain this important task.

The fact that the Sheng family has the external influence to do business, and the Ming family's external influence to be an official is almost a well-known thing in the fairy sect. It can be seen that even if he retreats from the world to practice, he will never stop being involved with the world of mortals.

Because the vegetation growing close to the Great Barren Mountain is easily contaminated with resentment, there are many hunting monks in this area. After a long time, there are more small villages and towns nearby, but the nearest one is about eighty miles away.

The three of Si Huai took a long detour, and it was almost dark when they entered the town.

There are not many residents in the town, and when the sun goes down, most of them go home and lock the door. Most of the monks who walk on the street are from other places, looking for a place to stay, or hunting monsters, calling people Looking at it gave birth to a feeling of peace even living here.

A second-floor inn opened its door to welcome guests, and there weren't many people inside. Si Huai led two monks and was about to go in when a man who ran out hurriedly bumped his shoulder outside the door. The man blurted out "" I'm sorry," and ran into the night, Si Huai didn't bother to pull him back to worry about it.

As soon as the clerk in the store led them to a table to sit down, the customer next to him started arguing with another clerk.

It was a young Taoist priest wearing a black Taoist uniform, with a sword on his back and a dust whisk on the table. He seemed to be arguing with the buddy because he lost his money bag and couldn't pay the bill.

"Serve good wine and good meat at the table." Si Huai simply ordered the people waiting beside him, glanced there again out of the corner of his eye, took out a piece of silver and put it on the table, and said, "Pay that fellow daoist's account Count on me."

"Come on!" The store clerk smiled when he saw Yin Zi, and hurriedly pulled away the companion who was still arguing at the table next to him, and went downstairs to prepare food and drinks.

The Taoist priest next to him looked this way, took the whisk on the table into his arms, walked over to thank him, and asked, "Your Excellency is a casual cultivator hunting nearby?"

Si Huai hugged him back as a salute, and said, "Si Huai, named Qi Zhou, these two are Master Wu Nian and Master Chen, don't you know the name of You Dao?"

"Xuanqing Taoism, Wen Qi."

"Xuanqing Taoist Temple?" Si Huai repeated with some surprise, "Did Xuanqing Taoist Temple also go hunting in this small place?"

In addition to the four masters of Zhong Mingsheng and Dongyang, Tianjimen and Xuanqing Taoism are the two most famous sects of immortal sects. The former recruits students to cultivate talented people, and the latter cultivates Taoist magic arts by retreating from the world.

It's just that the Great Barren Mountain area is an important place for imperial guards, and there are disciples of the Ming family here. There are only a few wilderness villages and towns nearby, which are suitable for casual cultivators to hunt monsters and practice. Famous sects rarely go hunting in these places.

"No, Pindao came here to find an uncle. Some people said that he had seen him near the Great Barren Mountain. But I haven't found it after searching for several days. I was about to leave tonight, but I didn't expect someone to steal the money. bag."

Si Huai thought of the person who bumped into him when he entered the door, his hurried look obviously did something wrong, but he had already let go and couldn't catch him back, so he simply avoided mentioning it, and reached out his hand to gesture for the rest. A seat, invite him to sit down together.

The shop assistant quickly brought a jug of wine and two plates of small meat. Daoist Wen Qi looked at the two monks with some surprise, declined Si Huai's invitation, and said goodbye with a heartbroken heart.

Looking at the back of the Taoist leaving in a mess, Si Huai filled a glass of wine and moved it to Wu Nian, jokingly said: "The Taoist priest was scared away by you, an unruly monk."

Wu Nian glanced at him, put a piece of chopsticks on his mouth, silently said "Amitabha" twice, and ate it calmly.

Another glass of wine was moved to Chen Yi, but the little monk stopped it with his hand, "Benefactor, I don't drink."

"Oh?" Si Huai raised his brows, "You follow this great monk, how can you not drink wine after eating all the meat?"

"If I'm also drunk, no one will pick him up." Chen glanced at Wu Nian, looked at Si Huai and added in a low voice, "Maybe I'll pick up two more today."

After hearing what he said, Si Huai couldn't help laughing, and he didn't force others, and moved a plate of plain side dishes in front of him, feeling a bit of regret that a good seedling was spoiled in his heart.

Sighing softly in one breath, he said: "You don't need to pick up anyone tonight, just go to bed with peace of mind after eating."

In the middle of the night, the little monk Chen really fell asleep soundly. Si Huai and Wu Nian came out of the room one after the other, turned around and jumped down the deserted street.

There are many corpses in Dahuangshan, and it is very haunted by ghosts, but ghosts cannot haunt during the daytime, and only when you go to check at this time can you find any movement.

It's just...the two of them walked to the entrance of the town, and they suddenly ran into trouble.

Most of the weapons carried by practitioners can fly under their feet. Without his original body, Si Huai couldn't ride the clouds and mist, and he couldn't summon the Mountain and River Sword. Still poor, not even a weapon.

This trip is more than 80 miles, and I can't reach the dawn on two legs.

When he was in trouble, suddenly there was an abnormal noise from the silent surroundings, and the sound of the soles of shoes rubbing against the ground sounded again and again, as if someone was jumping and walking.

And not one, but a group of people.

There was a chill on the head of the two, and they hurriedly chased to the place where the sound came from. Passing through an alley, they saw a group of blood-stained "people" jumping forward very neatly, with their shoulders draped one by one.

It is no longer appropriate to say "people", these stiff bodies with tilted heads are clearly walking corpses.

No, these are not even walking corpses. Although the walking corpses are already dead corpses, they can walk upright with one breath. These corpses are more like being driven forward by something. Hesitant knees cannot bend by themselves, so they can only jump one by one go ahead.

"Drive the corpse?" Si Huai looked at Wu Nian and said what was on his mind.

It is said that in order to return the dead to their hometowns, some people will ask Taoist priests to help them take the corpses back. Those corpses are not like walking corpses that can move on their own by relying on resentment, so they can only be driven away by people.

"There are small villages and towns around here, and those who died in the Great Barren Mountain are all the corpses of soldiers who don't know when, who would drive the corpses here?" Wu Nian followed his words to complete the doubts.

The two were about to catch up to find out what happened, but those corpses seemed to suddenly have "spirituality", jumping forward much faster, and before they chased them, they had already hid in the dark place at the end and disappeared in a blink of an eye without a trace.

Who the hell drove so many corpses in the middle of the night?

This sudden change cannot be unraveled for a while, and it is impossible to go to the Great Barren Mountain at night to think about it.

Si Huai patted Wu Nian on the shoulder and signaled him to go back to the inn first, and ask the people here tomorrow to ask about the situation. Just as he turned around, Wu Nian grabbed his wrist and followed his line of sight for some unknown reason. A wall on the side.

The walls of rural towns are mostly yellow mud walls, and patterns can be drawn on them with sharper stones.

There are a lot of paintings on the wall in a mess, and there are a few people holding hands in the middle, two big and one small, like a family of three, it looks like it was drawn by children when they were playing.

"What? Master likes these children playing?" Si Huai smiled, bent down to find a sharp stone by the wall and handed it to him, "Here, I have to erase it after I finish drawing."

The corner of the stone has been ground to a little round, and I don't know how many children have drawn it. Once upon a time, when he was a teenager, he also liked these things.

Wu Nian glanced at him, but didn't pick up the stone in his hand, with a serious expression on his face, he said, "This is not painted on by stones."

The author has something to say: Happy Lantern Festival, babies *^_^*

This chapter was supposed to be updated last night, but I just fell asleep! !Don't talk about it, I'll kneel down first o(╥﹏╥)o

And, although the first part of this chapter is very dull, I am not counting words, I promise!