The villain is respected

"You mean, we're going to rescue the people who trespassed in your forbidden area?" Xie Chi still found it inconceivable, "Shouldn't they be left to fend for themselves?"

Yu Jianhan explained in a good-tempered manner: "They also thought there were some rare treasures in Zixun Mountain, so they rushed in rashly. Now there is no news of several elite disciples..."

Speaking of this, Yu Jianzun sighed, and frowned worriedly: "I'm afraid they will continue to send people in, I'm afraid that by then, more innocent people will die..."

Xie Chi was about to speak, but swallowed it back.

He suffocated, but he really couldn't reprimand the person in front of him who fell into self-blame.

He thought he was going to Zixun Mountain to do something, but he didn't know until he asked clearly——

Zixun Mountain is an unknown and dangerous place. Yu Jianhan passed by one time and almost strayed into it.But after he was injured and broke out of Zixun Mountain, he suddenly realized that his memory was damaged.

All the memories about Zixun Mountain in his mind disappeared.

Yu Jianhan only remembered that he entered Zixun Mountain and then came out injured, what was in it, and what happened to him, he forgot all of it.

This abnormality naturally caught his attention, and after he went back to tell the truth, Cheng Yunzong sent Elder Yixiu to investigate.

As a result, the one who is proficient in the maze has never been heard from, and finally can't get it out.

Zixun Mountain is like a giant gluttonous mouth, devouring all the creatures that enter.

Cheng Yunzong was terrified, but he didn't dare to say anything, so he hurriedly ordered Yu Jianhan to guard Zixun Mountain and not let innocent people suffer any more.

Heh, to put it bluntly, in fact...

Xie Chi pointed out angrily: "Zixun Mountain is certainly dangerous, but Cheng Yunzong made it clear that he knew he couldn't get in, and felt that there was a treasure inside, so he couldn't bear it, so he coaxed you to guard it."

"What do you say to prevent innocent people from entering by mistake? I think they just smeared honey on their small mouths and put gold on their faces, so they can only deceive you!"

Seeing his angry appearance, Yu Jianhan smiled and said without hesitation: "Maybe they really think so, but I'm also sure, I can't let people go in and die."

Ah, this...don't practice swordsmanship anymore, serving the Buddha as a vegetarian is the way back.

Xie Chi no longer had the strength to argue with this diehard who was full of eyes only for the common people, he waved his hands helplessly, still a little puzzled: "But according to what you said, what you set up outside the mountain is a warning restriction, how can you Guarantee that others will not break in by force?"

"Under normal circumstances, people who force their way in are unable to get out, and... I even used a trick." Yu Jianhan raised the corners of his mouth, with a sly smile hidden between his brows.

Yu Jianzun's appearance was really rare, as if a piece of dried fish was hanging in front of a wild cat, Xie Chi's curiosity was aroused, and he hurriedly asked, "What can I do?"

Yu Jianhan didn't keep his secrets anymore, he explained frankly: "At that time, the head of the Demon Sect slaughtered a mortal town, and I was entrusted to hunt it down. Straight into the Zixun mountain boundary. Although it didn't go deep, he wrote a provocative word "come here for a visit" at the mountain pass."

"Naturally, I fulfilled his wish and took his life at the Demon Sect's celebration banquet. But at that time, I deliberately played another name——"

He deliberately paused, and made a fool of himself: "Whoever trespasses on Zixun Mountain will die."

After that, no one dared to touch him again.

"But now, all the sects think it is my treasure place, and Cheng Yunzong can't come out to explain it, and with a fluke mentality, he formed a team to explore Zixun Mountain, who knows that no one came back after this trip .”

Yu Jianhan sighed slightly, "So this time, I would like to ask my senior to accompany me into Zixun Mountain again, to find him out. If we are together, there will be a support."

Xie Chi was a little hesitant. To be honest, he was just distracted. If it dissipated, his consciousness would return to Dong Wang.

But Yu Jianhan has a real body, if he dies, he is really dead...

But Yu Jianhan saw his entanglement at a glance, and said with relief: "Ah Xie, don't worry, I can come out once, and I can come out a second time. Besides, aren't you still here?"

Hearing this, even though he was still a little depressed, Xie Chi raised his eyebrows again, and said with high spirits: "Alright then, follow me closely when the time comes."

That's right, he really doesn't believe that any monsters can act as monsters under his nose.

He thought of the method Yu Jianhan said to block Zixun Mountain again, and there was some praise in his eyes: "I can't see it, I'm still worried that you, a soft persimmon, don't know how to adapt... This trick is really good for killing chickens and monkeys!"

Suddenly being praised by the person in front of him, Yu Jianhan lowered his head slightly, he lowered his eyes and smiled lightly, in a good mood.

Seeing his slightly shy appearance, Xie Chi was immediately dissatisfied.

So dignified Sword Master, how can he be so thin-skinned, he can't stand a compliment?

His thoughts were distracted, but he didn't think about it carefully. If he was as light and light as Yu Jianhan said, how could he shock the entire cultivation world.

Xie Chi never thought about asking that person one more question——

During the Demon Gate Banquet that day, how many people died under your sword, and how many people survived.

200 years ago, the Demon Gate Banquet.

The handyman tea boy took hurried steps, carefully holding the sandalwood tea tray, on which the fine wine in the wine jar dangled, making a crisp sound of splashing water.

Hearing that the head of the sect had slaughtered another mortal town, his summoning of souls was accomplished.Thinking about it, I'm in a good mood, so I shouldn't care about my late delivery of the wine.

He frowned and thought, feeling uneasy.

The tea boy walked quickly to the gate of the palace, the sound of drinking water in his hands was still in his ears, and he didn't hear the usual noise and frolicking at all, so he muttered again.

Strange, did the sound of silk and bamboo music stop so early today?

Behind the closed door of the vermilion lacquer palace, there was silence.In addition to the fragrance of powder, the tip of his nose vaguely caught a trace of unusual fishy smell.

Like—the smell of blood.

The tea boy was thinking about it, but unexpectedly the door of the palace opened wide suddenly, and the wind mixed with the smell of iron rushed towards his face. When he raised his eyes, he opened his mouth wide, almost terrified, and trembling, he lost his hand and dropped the wine jar.

And his hands still maintain the movement of holding the plate.

Only one person came out slowly, the soles of his boots were stepping on the red silk carpet wet with blood, but the boots were as clean as new, his clothes were also spotless, and there was still a gentle smile on his lips.

The sword master in white walked out slowly from the crimson blood in the room, just like the elegant fairy who walked out of the dirty painting.

When he passed by the dumbfounded tea boy with straight eyes, he tilted his head slightly, smiled and said intimately: "It's a little dirty inside, please trouble little brother to clean it up."

After he left, the tea boy stood there in a daze like a puppet whose soul had been taken away.

He wanted to run and shout, but his feet seemed to be stuck in an invisible swamp, and his throat seemed to be stuffed with cotton wool, leaving only a pair of eyes widened in shock, dripping unconsciously.

Through the hazy tears, he watched the pool of blood slowly crawling past the palace door, gracefully descending the steps as if consciously, spreading towards him little by little.

How could there be... so much blood.

No one survived in the Demon Gate Hall that day.

And that smiling look became a nightmare that the tea boy would never forget, and the name of Zixun Mountain became a curse that made his spine shiver and tremble when he heard it.

……

"Fellow Daoist Yue, fellow Daoist Yue, what's the matter with you?" The fellow fellows pushed the green-robed Taoist a couple of times, and finally saw him recover slowly, "You've been restless recently, what's the matter?"

Taoist Yue straightened up slightly, exhaled slowly, adjusted his slightly disordered heartbeat, and replied with a forced smile: "It's nothing, maybe I didn't rest well, I'm not feeling well."

When he said this, he saw his companion's concerned eyes, which were slowly stained with a smile. In a trance, they overlapped with the pair of smiling eyes in his memory.

The face of the green-robed Taoist was instantly pale as paper, his heart was beating like a beating, and his lips began to tremble unconsciously.

"Hey, come back to your senses!" The companion could only stretch out his hand, dragged him out of the nightmare again, and then sighed helplessly, "It seems that you are really seriously ill, so why don't we find a place to rest for a few days, and don't worry about it." Headed to Zixun Mountain."

"Anyway, the treasure of Zixun Mountain is not our turn." The man whispered, "Although there has been no news from the last batch of disciples for a few days, Jiuzong has not given up at all, and is planning to enter the mountain next time. We used to only You can't take advantage of it if you can watch the excitement."

"No!" Taoist Qingpao's tone suddenly rose, his eyes were burning, and he said affirmatively, "I always have a feeling that something big will happen to Zixun Mountain and Zixun Mountain!"

He tightened his sleeves, bit his lower lip nervously, and murmured: "There's nothing wrong with it, this feeling is exactly the same as back then...exactly the same..."

The companion is also used to his style of being startled and surprised, only when he perceives the existence of some treasure, so he becomes obsessed with Zixunshan.

He has been walking with Taoist Qingpao, isn't it because that person has inexplicable perception ability?

Fellow Daoist Yue can always give instructions to retreat in time before the crisis comes, and he can also rely on a little intuition that he didn't have to touch to find out where the rare treasures are.Thinking about it this way, there must be something extremely good in Zixun Mountain that made him so fascinated and never forget it.

There was also some interest in the eyes of the people in the same company, and he was eager to try: "Then do you think we will have any big gains this time?"

He then thought of Jiu Zong's team, and hesitated again: "We won't... there won't be any danger."

Taoist Yue has completely calmed down, his face is still pale, but his eyes are surprisingly bright: "No!"

His tone was sonorous and forceful, and he said with certainty: "I can feel that if I go to Zixun Mountain, I will definitely get that thing!"

Seeing his words finally made his companions smile, and even began to think about the future life, the smile on the lips of the green-robed Taoist also widened, and there was a strange light in his eyes, fearful and excited at the same time.

In fact, his perception told him that if he went to Zixun Mountain, he might be close to death.

But at the same time, he can also get the result that he has been pursuing for a hundred years.

That's enough.