flow from evil

The two looked at each other for a while, silent and silent, only heard some subtle sounds from around them, like the turning of a stone mill.Following these voices, the four stone statues all around turned their heads in unison, their eyes facing the direction where the two were standing.

The face was still that of a divine beast, and the body was still that of a divine beast, but the sword in his hand suddenly came out.

Seeing the lights and candles in the stone room flickering, the sword energy surged, attacking from all directions at the same time, Jun Wuyi hurriedly withdrew from the stone statue, lowered his waist, and turned back to the center of the stone room, only to escape the nearby sword without any danger. The sword that is close at hand.

This Shan Si Miao was also chased up by two swords at the same time.Push off the wall and stand up, the movement is done in one go.But the unmanned sword behind him caught up instantly, as if he had eyes.He was forced to jump up and down like a monkey, seeing every stitch.Seeing his agility, Jun Wuyi simply went up to meet him, and led the two swords chasing after him to Shan Simiao's side.

When Shan Simiao saw him approaching, his heart tightened, and the two of them bowed down almost at the same time, only to hear a jingle above their heads, and the swords really collided with each other, slowing down like a rainbow.

The two of them breathed out a long breath at the same time, and when they looked up, they saw the swords trembling slightly in the air suddenly, with the tips of the swords facing down, as if they wanted to make another move.Shan Simiao pursed his lips, stood up suddenly, and grabbed the hilt of one of the swords.

The hilt of the sword in his hand was still trembling slightly, and he suddenly leaned forward, with such force that Shan Simiao dragged him along with the sword.

A gentle wind suddenly rises, and the sword moves densely.

Shan Simiao couldn't control the sword in his hand, so he could only let it go out again.Unexpectedly, the moves that were a bit chaotic at first started to become clear with this move.The other three swords seemed to have sensed the master's call, and they all stopped in unison.

The wind returns to the slanting willow, and the cold blade condenses the light.Shan Simiao in front of him only looked at the sword in his hand just now, which was shaped like a blue silk, like a spring bamboo after rain, soft yet tough.He narrowed his eyes, and was forced to step back step by step, but he still couldn't escape the misty rain on the sword.Shan Simiao was annoyed by being chased, the heat in his stomach resurfaced, and he slapped out with his palm suddenly, only to see that the sword suddenly fell to the ground like a spring breeze overnight, all the peach blossoms were gone, and fell to the ground with a bang.

"Brother Shan has great internal strength!" Jun Wuyi clapped his hands in praise.

Shan Simiao saw that he was standing on the sidelines watching the excitement, and before he could swear, he suddenly saw a sword next to him, coming towards him.

After the drizzle of the sword, this time it was like a river bursting its embankment, and the situation suddenly changed.The sword sounded like a thunderbolt, piercing the sky.Shan Simiao was forced to retreat by this thunder move, suddenly turned over and landed on Jun Wuyi's place.Jun Wuyi saw that his face was not looking good, so he knew what he was thinking, and suddenly pulled away and retreated two or three meters away.

That sword really only came after Shan Simiao, without even looking at Jun Wuyi who was beside him.

When the flood was exhausted, the sword's momentum was a little bleak, suddenly bleak.The sunset glows, the old trees in light smoke, the tip of the sword looks like a phoenix, and the autumn shadows are as follows, until the north wind blows up, like dry grass meets strong wind, and snow drifts like clouds.

"Tsk tsk tsk, the Yang family's Four Seasons swordsmanship is really exquisite, but unfortunately, it seems that it just fell in love with you, brother Shan." Jun Wuyi teased.

After hearing what he said, Shan Simiao realized that this sword move was clearly based on the four solar terms, and wasn't it exactly the four seasons sword technique in the Yang family's legend.

"Is there a way to decipher it?" Shan Simiao asked after wrestling with the sword for a long time, his physical strength already starting to feel a little weak.

"Crack it..." Jun Wuyi smiled, his thin lips parted slightly, but he was not in a hurry to answer him.Shan Simiao's martial arts seem to be chaotic, but unpredictable, ranging from various swords and boxing styles to the common moves in the market. It seems that he is not good at anything, but he seems to know a little bit of everything.With such a strange person and such a strange routine, he naturally wanted to see more.

Just as he was thinking, he saw that the other party suddenly fell in front of him again, grabbing his wrist.

"..." Jun Wuyi suddenly realized what he was going to do, and wanted to break free, but it was too late.

Shan Simiao's movements were astonishingly fast, but the sword behind him was not too slow, and he galloped towards him in the blink of an eye. Jun Wuyi hurriedly turned sideways to hide, but suddenly his foot lightened.

Shan Simiao actually kept on doing nothing, he carried him on his body and swept him upwards.In fact, it is said to be carrying, it is better to say that he is used to block the sword behind him.

"..." Jun Wuyi's peach-blossom eyes narrowed slightly, and suddenly he patted down the heel of his palm, towards the Fengchi acupoint on his shoulder. Shan Simiao knew that his martial arts were not weak, and he had already mentioned it a long time ago, and was pulling it out. After reaching a height of two feet, he suddenly dropped the person on his shoulders, Jun Wuyi was terrified, subconsciously unfolded the folding fan in his hand, swung it violently, and saw a few strands of silk flying out from the tip of the fan, firmly nailed to it He barely stabilized his figure on the stone wall beside him.

Just after taking a breath, he saw Shan Simiao coming towards him again.

"To decipher the Four Seasons Sword Art, one must first learn the Four Seasons Sword Art, and use the sword to defeat the sword." Jun Wuyi said hastily.

As soon as he opened his mouth, Shan Simiao suddenly changed direction, bent his five fingers, and picked up the sword in the middle box casually.

The body of the sword is simple and simple, but its elegance is hidden, just like the young man standing in front of him.

Jun Wuyi was stunned for a moment, but he was still thinking, so what if I told you, how can the Four Seasons swordsmanship be something that can be learned casually.But watching Shan Simiao in front of him flick his wrist, and made a beautiful gesture.

The beginning of the spring breeze amazed the four.

Although only Jun Wuyi was lucky enough to appreciate it, he couldn't help being stunned.

The face of the sword holder is as black as coal, and his body is as tall as a pine tree.His back was straight and straight, as if he was born with a sword.As soon as he made a move, he pulled out a beautiful sword flower.Spring rain, summer thunder, autumn rainbow, winter snow, the four seasons change, and the cycle of reincarnation is endless.Shan Simiao's sword moves, as if he had been practicing for more than ten years, are smooth and smooth, and he has mastered more than ten moves with the sword in front of him in a short time, without any sense of unfamiliarity, it is better to say it is beautiful than to say it fits.Every move is as engraved in the sword manual, every inch is to the marrow, exquisite and exquisite.

Ding--

When the two swords met, the winner was already divided. The other three swords behind them seemed to sense the master's sword energy, and stopped their attack at the same time, trembling slightly in the air, and finally fell to the ground with a thump, and there was no more movement.

Jun Wuyi couldn't believe it, there were really some geniuses in this world who had a photographic memory and could learn such an exquisite sword technique in just a few sticks of incense.

He became more and more interested in this black boy of unknown origin in front of him.

"You can go." Shan Simiao moved his painful wrist, and said to Jun Wuyi who was behind him.

At this moment, Shan Simiao was already sweating a little on his forehead, just as he put the sword back into the box, suddenly there was the sound of the stone statue turning, and when he looked back, the stone door was wide open, but it appeared from another direction. A small secret room.

The two looked at each other, and at the same time they took steps towards the secret room.

The moment he entered the door, Jun Wuyi seized the opportunity, pushed the edge of the door against the door, and entered inside first.As soon as he stepped in, he froze.

In the small stone room, there is another world.There are vines all over the stone walls in all directions, emerald dyed glass, and almost knee-deep flowers and plants are of strange appearance and variety.The air is filled with the sweet fragrance of branches and leaves, and the scorching flowers can hardly be concealed, wanting to break through the stone gate and come out.If you look carefully, there is a gold-plated dragon spouting water between the left and right tops, trickling down, for irrigation.Here, it seems that there is a small peach blossom land separated by people, with the winding water flowing in the cup, every place seems to have been carefully carved, and it can last for a long time even if no one takes care of it.But the tall vegetation and the vines all over the wall still show that no one has entered here for a long time.

"This is……"

"You don't need a good garden, but it's strange for the people of the Yang family to grow flowers in this stone room." Jun Wuyi joked, while exploring the flowers and plants in his footsteps.

But I thought in my heart, it's a pity that I don't know medicine, otherwise maybe I can see something.

"Mr. Jun is so exhausted, it seems that he is doomed to get nothing." Shan Simiao saw his distressed face, and sneered.

"It's not likely." Jun Wuyi probed the room for a while, turned his eyes, walked to the middle of the stone room, stretched out his hand, felt that the place in the middle was a bit chilly, and opened the longest few pieces in the middle. A purple vine, and I saw a corner protruding from a stone bed.

It's the time of day and night, although the underground stone room is cool and the flowers and plants are green, but you can still feel the coolness coming from the stone bed, which is straight into your heart and refreshing.

Jun Wuyi brushed the long hair sticking to his neck, lowered his head and blew on the stone edge, and saw that the stone bed was full of dust, and it was green.

Shan Simiao stepped forward to have a look, what kind of stone bed is this, it is clearly cast by the whole jasper.

Looking at Jun Wuyi's expression, he twitched his mouth and muttered, "Lantian and Jade Bed are actually here."

"..." Shan Simiao withdrew his gaze, followed by reaching out his hand, and caressed it on the jade bed.If you feel it carefully, it's more than just a wisp of coolness. Even a person like Shan Simiao who doesn't know the treasure can feel the aura full of this thing.

It's just that the bed was covered by vines, and the original appearance could not be seen clearly. The two pulled out the vines one by one, but something terrifying was revealed.

On the stone bed, under the vines all over the place, there was actually a person lying down.

No, to be precise, it should be a corpse.

This is a woman who seems to be in her early thirties, with a lifelike face, a smile on her lips, her expression seems gentle, her black hair is neatly combed, her makeup is dignified, and her beauty is sudden. Not born or dead.Holding a wooden box tightly between her arms, there is a hollow carved water pattern on the box, which seems to be a place where a piece of jade can be embedded.Shan Simiao stretched out his hand and probed under the woman's nose, but there was no breath.But looking at the growth trend of the vines, the people below should have been dead for several years, but no corpses rotted, presumably it should be the credit of the jade bed.

"Beautiful Qingben, how can I sleep here alone." Jun Wuyi clicked his tongue, but his eyes were fixed on the box that the corpse was holding, and he just stretched out his hand, but was stopped by Shan Simiao.

"This place looks weird. If we encounter another mechanism, we may have to stay here with her."

"That sounds good, sharing a bed with a beautiful woman in the West Chamber, and being dependent on life and death, will surely make a good story when future generations see it." Jun Wuyi twirled the fan in his hand, and pushed his hand away with a smile.

"One woman and two men are still in the family's ancestral grave, sleeping with ancestors of an unknown generation. The younger generation of his family will not like this kind of story."

When he said this, Jun Wuyi immediately slapped his hands, and the smile on his face froze.