Kick the wrong car door and ride the wrong horse

Those people stepped up to Yan Qiaotian's bed and looked around. The leader raised his machete high, and when he was about to touch Yan Qiaotian's throat, Yan Qiaotian's palm moved slightly. The crowd all fell to the ground with a huff.

Yan Qiaotian sat up, looked at everyone coldly, and then said angrily: "Hmph, stealing money is stealing money, and you guys still want to kill people. Where did those people you killed go?"

"It's all made into dishes. Didn't you just eat it today?" The leader was the shopkeeper I saw during the day. He quickly got up from the ground and said with disdain, "Of course, today is also yours. At the time of death, if you are obedient, we will make you feel better, if you are disobedient, then don't blame my brothers for being cruel and merciless."

Yan Qiaotian smiled slightly, then pretended to be innocent, and said, "I'm curious, if you don't obey me, how will you treat me?"

"Hmph, brothers, come on, let him taste the pain of cutting his heart with thousands of knives." Just after saying this, the group of people gathered together again and walked slowly towards Yan Qiaotian.

The corners of Yan Qiaotian's mouth rose slightly, and then his body moved slightly. The body that was sitting on the bed suddenly came behind everyone, and the door of the room was also closed heavily. Yan Qiaotian crossed his hands on his chest, playing Looking at the crowd carefully, he said: "It seems that either you will die or I will die tonight."

"Guiguigui, brother, he is a ghost, let's..." a terrified voice called out.

"What nonsense, it's just a hallucination, hallucination, everyone." The leader shouted loudly, and first raised his knife to slash at Yan Qiaotian.

A murderous intent flashed in Yan Qiaotian's eyes. He had already gathered his inner strength in his palms. Just now when these people said to kill people and take their flesh, he was already suppressing the anger in his heart. At this moment, all the fullness and murderous intent were clearly revealed. These people All you can do is choose a way to die that doesn't suffer much.

Soon there was a chilling scream in the room, the sound was like being gouged out of the heart, but soon, the room returned to calm, and Yan Qiaotian walked out without any disturbance. In the room, looking at the people behind them who were stumbling around and covered in blood, they smiled coldly, and then walked down the stairs.

A group of people huddled together at the bottom of the stairs, looking honest and honest, Yan Qiaotian asked as he went downstairs, "What exactly is this place for?"

Downstairs, a man dressed as a cook walked forward tremblingly, and then stammered, "Hero, this is a shop for killing people. Since I was imprisoned by him here, I have... seen them kill a lot of people." gone."

"Why did you kill someone?" Yan Qiaotian asked.

The cook looked at the crowd, and then said: "They are a group of bandits in the desert. They don't usually cheat enough to eat and drink, so they opened an inn here. The purpose is to deceive passers-by, and..."

Yan Qiaotian sneered and said, "And what about killing people for meat? This is a profitable business, not only to feed oneself, but also to maintain the business of the inn."

"Heroes don't know something. Now they are not satisfied with staying in the inn and waiting for someone to come. They will go out every four or five days. Once they go out, they will definitely bring back the spoils. We...we are all... all afraid Die." The cook's body was still shaking like a sieve.

Yan Qiaotian looked around, then sighed softly: "You all go, they are all dead, if there is any government here, let them come to me."

"Hero, we don't dare to stay here anymore. It doesn't matter whether it's official or not. It doesn't matter to us. When the day breaks, none of us dare to stay here." After the cook finished speaking, he fell to his knees He knocked his head heavily and said, "Thank you for saving our lives. If it weren't for you, we might be killed by them someday."

"If you want to thank me, then tell me, is there a ghost castle in this desert?" Yan Qiaotian sat down at the table in the main hall, then waved to the cook.

The cook got up slowly, exchanged glances with the people around him, and then asked nervously, "Why does the hero ask about Ghost Fort?"

"It's nothing, there is an old friend living there, and I came to the desert this time to find him." Yan Qiaotian smiled.

The cook took a step forward mysteriously and said in a low voice: "Heroes should not go, I have been to that place, it is too scary, ordinary people will never come back alive."

"It's okay, I'm just looking for an old friend, I think he should be happy when he sees me." Yan Qiaotian said with a wider smile.

"How can there be any old people there? Ghost Castle, it's naturally a group of ghosts living there, the hero should not go." The cook said with a embarrassed expression.

"It's okay, you just need to tell me how to get there." Yan Qiaotian said with raised eyebrows.

"Well, well, the ghost castle is on the Nether Mountain more than 50 miles away from here. As long as the hero walks south, he will see it soon. However, the hero should be careful in the past. Many inns along the way are It is for the ghost castle, and ours is actually the same here, most of the money that the shopkeeper robbed was taken away by the ghost castle, so they have to go out to the street constantly." After the cook finished speaking, his face turned pale, He looked at Yan Qiaotian and said nervously, "I hope the hero is safe, that place is really terrifying."

"Don't worry, I will be careful." After Yan Qiaotian finished speaking, she stood up and cupped her hands and said, "There will be a period when the mountains are high and the waters are far away, so you guys should leave as soon as possible."

Yan Qiaotian knew that he couldn't wait any longer, what he had to do now was to find Mo Jiutian immediately, and resolve the matter between them as soon as possible, otherwise he didn't know if he would be able to stop Wu Fuqian's marriage when he rushed back to the Central Plains again. As for why he had to go back to stop him, Yan Qiaotian didn't dare to think about it. He even kept avoiding the fact that without Wu Fugan by his side, he actually felt strong thoughts.

Every day, he used to rush on the road to make himself forget this fact, but the messenger who suddenly appeared today made his heart that had been calm for a long time start to fluctuate and become restless again.

So Yan Qiaotian didn't rest along the way, he just wanted to get to Ghost Castle as soon as possible, but he didn't know that there were other people on the road with him.

In the early hours of the day, Yan Qiaotian finally arrived at the foot of Nether Mountain after running for three days and three nights.

It is really not an exaggeration to say that this mountain is the Nether Mountain. There is no green plant on this mountain. From a distance, it looks like an invisible black abyss. It makes people tremble. Only then did I realize that it wasn't that there were no green plants, but that all the plants on the mountain had been burned, leaving behind black ashes, so it looked like hell from a distance.