[Comprehensive martial arts] Huangquan Inn

There are many rains in the Qingming season, and pedestrians on the road want to break their souls.

The continuous drizzle fell for an unknown period of time, and white mist appeared on the path, and the vegetation stretched between the rain and mist, swaying in a hazy green.Between the green and green, there are two or three bright colors embellished, the petals are slender like silk, stretched out beside the road, one by one in clusters, like a pair of fleshy and well-proportioned hands stretched out from the ground to Qing Ming.

There are many field ridges in this flower mountain, and it is the Qingming flowering period, and they bloom especially ostentatiously in the drizzle.

A gray bird flew out from the forest, piercing through the fine rain curtain, and the water droplets stained on the wings gathered along the hair, fuzzy with a little blood color, perfectly hidden in the rain before dripping to the ground.

Maybe the wind blows in Qingming, and on this rainy day again, the birds are flying, the originally light and nimble figure becomes sluggish, as if unable to catch it, it slantly falls into the grass in front of it in an instant, and lands on a dark patch of grass. Beside the stele, red oozes from the line of the neck, which was also washed away by the rain.

At this moment, several sword lights protruded, like the light of the sky suddenly breaking, reflecting the gray and disheveled face of the young man who had stumbled out of the forest.

The young man was really handsome, with both plump and beautiful features, but the blood was constantly oozing from his forehead, which was washed away by the drizzle, covering even the best face.A blue shirt rolled dust and mud, so embarrassed.

He stood with the long sword in his hand, straightened up from the path, tried his best to get up and wanted to go to the mountain ahead.

While stumbling, dozens of black-clothed figures leaped out from the forest behind them, all of them roaring towards him with long soldiers in their hands.

Fang Na's sword light was originally a sign of pursuit.

"Lin Pingzhi, you won't be able to escape, if you are sensible, hand over the "Sword Manual of Resisting Evil" quickly, and you can save your life!"

A long howl full of inner strength came from behind, which shocked the heart of the seriously injured young man in Tsing Yi, and spat out a big mouthful of blood with a "wow".

Drops of blood fell among the bushes, but some of them sprinkled on the stone tablet in the bush, dyeing the stone tablet with wonderful colors.

Lin Pingzhi staggered a few steps forward, leaned against the stone tablet and wiped away the blood on his lips, and sneered: "What sword manual do you want, I don't have it!"

He said that, but he knew that the other party would definitely not believe it, otherwise he would not have been chasing him from Yueyang to Bashu.

Such a long pursuit, even if the result is obtained, this group of people may not let him go as they said.

No, definitely not.

Fuwei's Escort Bureau was wiped out all over the house, and the death conditions were extremely miserable. His master and wife were murdered, his father and mother...they were also killed by these black-clothed killers later, and he didn't even know which side did it.

Just because of the "Evil Resisting Sword Manual" that he had never heard of before!

The pursuers were getting closer and closer, Lin Pingzhi closed his eyes, then opened them again, with a hint of despair in his eyes.

He hasn't found out the truth yet, and he hasn't avenged his parents and friends who died tragically. Is he going to die here?

No, never!

Lin Pingzhi clenched the sword in his hand, channeled what little internal energy he had left, and staggered towards the opposite direction of the trail.

Kuizhou, the land of Shu, has lofty mountains and treacherous terrain. After getting rid of this group of people, he can hide for a while longer.

He used to be favored so much that he didn't know the heights of the heavens and the earth, he always thought that his kung fu was good, but once he encountered a catastrophe, he realized that his kung fu was not ranked in the martial arts at all, but his light kung fu improved a lot in the pursuit of these days Few, especially in the days when Yue Yang was accidentally discovered and fled to Kuizhou by a detour.If he has this level in the past, his parents will praise him.

From this perspective, it can be regarded as some kind of blessing in disguise?

A wry smile appeared on Lin Pingzhi's lips, he would rather not have such a blessing.

While concentrating on running away, he didn't notice that a piece of paper with black background and red color rolled out of his shirt and floated down the grass along the wind.

"This kid can't be slippery, chase after him!"

The leader of the black-clothed killer had a clear goal. He raised his sword and was about to head towards Lin Pingzhi, who was submerged in the forest, but a person behind him hesitated for a while, and said cautiously: "Really? Then you have passed the Yin-Yang boundary ahead. "

According to folklore, there is a mansion in Kuizhou where ghost messengers stationed in the human world deliver documents to the ghost gate, which is separated from the human world by the "Yin and Yang Realm".

"It's just a folklore, if you are afraid, go away, don't hinder us!"

The person who spoke was from Kuizhou. Hearing this, the face under the mask suddenly became cloudy. He gritted his teeth, and finally some fear in his bones overwhelmed the greed, and he turned and walked in the direction he had come from.

The leader sneered, this person was not on their side at all, but just cooperated for the time being with the same purpose, if he ran away timidly, it would save them the time to silence them in the future.

The rain in the mountains was hazy, and the dozens of killers who had chased Lin Pingzhi all the way were only thinking of catching people and handing them back to their masters, so they didn't realize that when their figures passed the stone tablet and chased forward, there was a quaint place. The movement on the inconspicuous stone tablet.

The paper in the grass was washed by the rain, but there was no sign of moisture at all. Instead, it was blown up strangely by the wind, and it was lightly attached to the stone tablet.There are a few scattered plum blossom marks scattered on the letter paper, more like the paw prints of some small animals, with a bright red color on the black background.

On the stone tablet, which was mostly covered by grass, the originally blurred handwriting faintly lit up.

Lin Pingzhi plunged headlong into the high mountains and ran away with all his heart. The drizzle floating on the zigzagging mountain road gradually subsided, but the mist kept falling, almost to the point where one could hardly see his fingers.

He fled and fled, and suddenly he felt that the sound of soldiers and guns had disappeared from his ears, and those chasing soldiers who were yelling to fight and kill disappeared without a trace.

The rustling of the breeze blowing through the forest, the rustling of the leaves tipped by the drizzle, the soft chirping of the birds rushing into the bushes to hide from the rain...they all disappeared at some point, and the surrounding fields were so silent horrible.It is clear that he still has the touch of rain on his face, but at this moment, it seems that he is the only one in this world.

Anyway, now at least temporarily get rid of those people.

Lin Pingzhi slowed down his pace, and walked alone in the milky white mist leaning on his long sword. Water droplets dripped down his shoulders along the ends of his hair, and his brows and eyes were dizzy with moisture.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, there was a sudden movement ahead.Lin Pingzhi's spirit tensed up after he had relaxed for a while. He stared at the direction of the sound, and tightened his grip on the only weapon in his hand.

The sound only existed for a moment and then disappeared. Just when Lin Pingzhi thought he heard it wrong, a black shadow suddenly appeared in the thick mist ahead, rolling slowly towards him.

The black shadow was really small, barely reaching his knees.Even so, Lin Pingzhi didn't dare to relax his vigilance. In this dark pursuit, it's not like he hasn't encountered killers pretending to be children.

Lin Pingzhi almost held his breath, staring at the approaching black shadow without blinking.In his tense vision, a ball rolled out of the fog... a small, kitten, right?

he thought uncertainly.

A pig with orange and white patterns intertwined on its body...the cat came out quietly on the grass, stopped about ten steps in front of Lin Ping, and gracefully raised its head to look at him, its golden brown eyes were extremely clear.

Lin Pingzhi lowered his head to look at it. From his perspective, the orange cat's inconspicuous short legs seemed to disappear.

But this is a living thing.

The moment the cat appeared, Lin Pingzhi felt as if he had fallen out of that silent and empty world.He is still in the deserted mountains, but he has already arrived in the world.

One person and one cat looked at each other for a long time, Lin Pingzhi's cold limbs slowly warmed up, his fingers holding the sword moved stiffly, and whispered: "Kitty...?"

The orange cat's small face, which didn't match its figure, had an extremely human-like expression. There was obvious arrogance in its golden-brown eyes, and it nodded at this look of contempt for all sentient beings.

"Meow."

That's the answer.

Although the oranges in the world are all the same, they are so miraculous that Lin Pingzhi has only seen this one in his 19 years of life.

"Little cat, why are you here?"

Now he was a little surprised, stepped forward a few steps and squatted down, reaching out to touch the orange cat's head, but unexpectedly the orange cat turned around arrogantly and pointed its round butt at him.

The cat's tail wagged up and down, the orange cat lifted its chin forward, looked back at him, and walked into the fog ahead.

"Yes, do you want me to go with you?" Lin Pingzhi asked, hesitating whether to go up and help it block the falling rain.

"Meow." The cat in front responded lazily.

Lin Pingzhi swallowed, and couldn't help following the cat.

The orange cat walked leisurely, with its head held high and its eyes sharp and unruly, like a monarch patrolling his territory.

Lin Pingzhi followed behind and thought to himself, he really felt a little overwhelmed when he met such a human cat in the wilderness.

Forget it, there is no way for him to go left and right, why not follow him and have a look.He was about the size of a grown man, so he couldn't handle even a cat.

He was so cranky that his pace couldn't help but slow down.The cat in front of him was keenly aware of it and looked back at him.

That look seemed to say: Human, have you broken your leg?

The disdainful look in his eyes was really familiar, and it wasn't until then that Lin Pingzhi was really convinced that this huge cat was the one he knew.

He had been a little uncertain before, it was all because the orange cat he rescued in Yueyang two months ago was only as big as his palm.

The cat led him through the mountains, and after a while, the drizzle that had lasted for a long time stopped completely, and a few golden and red evening lights appeared in the gradually thinning mist.

Lin Pingzhi raised his head, and saw the golden crow hanging from the western sky, showing a hazy halo in the mist, like a dream or an illusion.

There are gurgling sounds in my ears, and there should be a stream not far away.

"Meow--"

The cat leading the way in front suddenly barked softly, and jumped out with a dexterous posture that didn't fit the figure, Lin Ping paused, and hurried to catch up.

The surroundings suddenly changed, and all the scenes in front of me became clear in an instant.It was just now that Huaqingshan was hazy in the fog, but now it shows its true face.

Lin Pingzhi froze in place.

A clear stream meanders from the valley, and the water hits the stone in the stream, making a crisp sound.There is a small golden bridge over the stream, which is exquisitely built, but it is not as good as the cornices on the other side of the bridge.

In the afterglow of the setting sun, the golden lanterns by the stream were in full bloom, bright red in Lin Pingzhi's eyes, just like when he came back from the outside and saw the blood in his bodyguard agency.

He shivered.

"Meow~"

The cat's subtle meow temporarily brought him back from the overwhelming blood that day, and he regained his composure, only to see that the cat had swaggered and squatted on the bridge railing, looking at him with those quite human eyes.

The setting sun was too dazzling. After Lin Pingzhi crossed the bridge, he realized that not only the setting sun was bright, but also the building on the opposite side of the bridge.

Glass is used for windows and jade is used for tiles, Qiongju is decorated with gold for beams, and the end is magnificent.

Lin Pingzhi stood in front of the closed gate and looked around, instinctively feeling that something was wrong.

It was obviously such a gorgeous and majestic pavilion, and it was obviously the beautiful scenery at dusk after the rain, but when he turned his head and saw the cat still squatting on the bridge railing, he gasped.

On the exaggeratedly decorated bridge that he walked just now, three words were engraved in a restrained font with a completely opposite style - Naihe Bridge.

That's right, that's right, no wonder he faintly felt that something was wrong, and followed him involuntarily.

Here, there are gurgling streams, cool breeze blowing the grass and trees, red flowers blooming all over the valley, and lively cats squatting on small bridges and flowing water... The setting sun has not changed. He hung on the top of the mountain when he came, and is still on the top of the mountain, lingering in the valley There was a spooky aura, more terrifying than the silent world just now.

There are many fairy mountains in Shu, and there are also many ghost mountains.

Lin Pingzhi was numb, letting the cat get down from the bridge and walk to him in a leisurely manner.

"Little cat," he said desperately, "are you here to lure me back to hell?"

It turns out that not only people in the world, but even a cat wants him to die.

The cat tilted its head, its eyes mocking stupid humans.

"Xiao Er, have you received a guest?"

With a sound of "squeak", the carved door of the pavilion slowly opened.If you haven't seen the person, hear the sound first.

Lin Pingzhi raised his head suddenly.