life fate

After a night of rest, the two were ready to hit the road.

The sun is spreading across the sky, and the faint color is sprinkled on the ground.The meandering river is clear and clean, there is a breeze blowing slowly, and the green grass on the bank is slightly swaying.

Cheng Mubei healed the injury all night, the pain in his waist gradually subsided, and he couldn't help feeling much better.So Young Master Cheng faced the rising sun and stretched his waist against the wind, but in the eyes of Shen Jiansheng who fell on the side, he became a ragged young master, with disheveled hair and still enjoying himself.

And Cheng Mubei...why did the Shen family drop out of school?

Shen Jiansheng sat on the ground, and carefully wiped Wen Tian, ​​which was glowing with cold light.The light of the sword fell into his already chilly eyes, which was terribly cold.

Cheng Mubei just turned around and said, "Hey..."

Suddenly, with a flash of the knife, his belt snapped in two, and his tattered and blood-stained clothes fell apart, emitting a fishy smell.Cheng Mubei seemed to be stunned, motionless, and only instinctively blinked at Shen Jiansheng.

Shen Jiansheng put Wen Tian behind his back and said, "Tie up your hair."

The waistband was just broken by the length of a hairband, and Cheng Mubei seemed to have just recovered, squatting down, not knowing whether to pick up the hairband or the belt first.

So Cheng Mubei decided to tie up his hair first. The new belt was a bit short, and the wound on his waist hadn't healed yet, so it hurt a little.But before he could speak, he realized that Shen Jiansheng had walked a long way when he cleaned up.

Looking at Shen Jiansheng's back, he smiled and lowered his eyes, covering all his emotions.So Shen Jiansheng could only hear the people behind shouting loudly, "Brother Shen, wait for me!"

The two walked for half a day before arriving at the foot of the opposite mountain.

The villages nestled in the rolling hills appear peaceful and serene.The village is not big. Looking down from the mountainside, you can see a bend of the river running through this small village. On both sides of the river bank are houses from house to house, which are neatly arranged.It's just that on the left bank of the river, there is a large closed courtyard of a wealthy family, which is out of tune with the surrounding small families.

The silent village was somewhat lifeless under the sunlight, and looked a little bleak.

Cheng Mubei felt overwhelmed with his injuries, and when he saw Shen Jiansheng looking at the village with burning eyes, he couldn't help interrupting, "Brother Shen, according to the ghosts with long tongues, ghosts probably come out at night, we can take a little rest and recharge our batteries. sharp."

Shen Jiansheng withdrew his gaze, fell on Cheng Mubei's pale face, and frowned, "You didn't get injured in the last competition."

Cheng Mubei was stunned for a moment, then smiled, "No."

Seeing that Shen Jiansheng was going to ask again, Cheng Mubei said slowly, "Brother Shen, to tell the truth, I was hunted down by Jiubei Pavilion."

Shen Jiansheng's eyes narrowed, "Jiubei Pavilion?"

"Yes, I offended the Seventh Elder of Jiubei Pavilion, Jiugui." Cheng Mubei smiled wryly, and opened his sleeves. On his left wrist was the imprint of Jiubei Pavilion.A red flower is about to relax, and it looks a bit coquettish on Cheng Mubei's fair skin.

Cheng Mubei continued, "I am originally the adopted son of the owner of Funan Village. Brother Shen must also know that Funan Village and Jiubei Pavilion have always been well watered. One day when I came back from a trip, I ran into Jiugui killing my disciple guarding the village. Sneak into Funan Village."

Cheng Mubei observed Shen Jiansheng's expression and found that his expression was only indifferent, so he said again, "I tried two tricks with Jiugui, and when I found out that I was invincible, I sent a secret signal to ask for foreign aid. Jiugui's plan failed, I didn't expect him to He actually hunted down the juniors. On my way to prison Yougu, he killed me halfway, and I was originally traveling with Nanchu, but he broke up and chased me all the way to the mouth of the valley.”

Cheng Mubei put down his sleeves, feeling a little helpless, "After entering the valley, I fell into the competition. Fortunately, Brother Shen spared his life."

Shen Jiansheng didn't answer the question. It was rumored in the rivers and lakes that Nan Zimo, the owner of Funan Village, did have a mysterious adopted son, and he had also seen Nan Chu, the young owner of Funan Village, as the outstanding rookie.If Cheng Mubei lied, it might not be too unwise.

But why did the owner of Nanzhuang let his son-in-law come to participate in the selection of Prisoner Valley where life and death are uncertain?And Jiubei Pavilion actually planned to attack Funan Village?

The turmoil in the rivers and lakes never stops.The rivers and lakes seem to be calm, but they are actually restricted by the turbulent undercurrent.

Jiubei Pavilion is a great myth in the Jianghu, rising rapidly, and there is no distinction between good and evil.In just a few decades, a new sect has exerted great power in the Jianghu, and its tentacles are extremely wide. The people in the pavilion act according to their preferences, which has caused many martial arts decent headaches.

And Funan Village, with a century-old background, has been a hero for generations.When the owner of Funan village climbs up and shouts, there must be tens of thousands of heroes responding.

The second of the four major forces in the arena wants to break the balance?

Cheng Mubei didn't expect Shen Jiansheng to think so much, he just wanted to express that he needed to recuperate.Seeing that Shen Jiansheng was so absorbed in his thinking, Cheng Mubei didn't want to disturb him, and stood aside with a bitter face.

Suddenly a bird screamed and rushed to the sky, its shrill cry broke the silence.

Shen Jian violently pulled out Wen Tian from behind, and looked around cautiously.Cheng Mubei also frowned, stretched his hand to his waist, and clasped a ghost-slaying blade.

But after the bird screamed and flew into the distance, the woods returned to silence.

"Brother Shen, why don't we go back to that cave on the mountain and rest first?" Cheng Mubei suggested.

Shen Jiansheng nodded.The two of them found a place to sit in the cave they found when they came back, and Shen Jiansheng asked, "It is said that the brand of Jiubei Pavilion can erode internal energy, but is it true?"

Cheng Mubei raised his face, and he tied up his hair, so that the clear facial features and soft outline were more prominent.He seemed to be on guard, and he was silent for a while before he said, "Yes, I have been busy with external injuries for the past two days, and I have not cared about my internal strength. It has already been eroded to almost [-]%."

Shen Jiansheng didn't answer, picked up a wooden stick and swept away the plaster on the ground, "This ground is dried blood, which was covered with plaster."

"The barren mountains and wild mountains, why do you need to cover up the blood?" Cheng Mubei was puzzled, "And there are so few birds and animals on this mountain."

Shen Jiansheng threw away the wooden stick and thought about it for a long time. The two looked at each other, and they could see the shock in each other's eyes.

"Maybe...those imprisoned ghosts," Cheng Mubei said with some difficulty, "can they come out?"

Shen Jiansheng naturally thought so too, but he always felt that something was wrong.Then I heard Cheng Mubei add, "This mountain road looks inaccessible, and it shouldn't be trampled on for a long time. Maybe, come out at a fixed time to have a meal?"

Shen Jiansheng looked up at Cheng Mubei, Fu Nan Zhuang Yizi, would he secretly learn his Shen family's martial arts?

"En." Shen Jiansheng buried his head in response, "Heal your wounds first." As he spoke, he took out a bottle of wound medicine from his pocket and threw it to Cheng Mubei, "It should be useful, I'll go out and have a look at the terrain."

Cheng Mubei seemed a little flattered, and smiled stupidly at Shen Jiansheng, "Thank you, brother Shen." The light in the cave was a little dim, and Cheng Mubei's crooked smiling eyes shone with a faint light.

Shen Jiansheng suddenly wanted to raise his hand to cover his eyes, he curled his fingers, nodded his head, and walked out of the cave.

There was a pot of clean water left by Shen Jiansheng in the cave, Cheng Mubei tore off a piece of clothes, and washed the wound carefully.The deep and long gash had begun to heal, but the center was a little inflamed and very red.After he finished taking the medicine, he realized that it was the Shen family's golden medicine for sores, and it was hard to find in Jianghu.

Back then when Shen Jiansheng's father, Shen Huan, was still there, the Shen family's pharmacies spread all over the country. Later, the Shen family was hit hard by the prison valley, and the business routes were basically cut off.

But Shen Jiansheng, bearing Shen Huan's crimes and being squeezed out by the Shen family, was so cold-hearted and warm-hearted.

Cheng Mubei shook his head with a smile and got dressed.

Although there were no wild animals in this mountain forest, there were quite a lot of fruits. When Shen Jiansheng came back, he had a bag full of clothes, and the two of them filled their stomachs with dry food.

The sun was setting, and the light in the forest was gradually dimming.The evening wind blows and the leaves rustle.Shen Jiansheng withdrew from the state of concentration, grabbed Wen Tian, ​​and nodded to Cheng Mubei who also opened his eyes.Cheng Mubei's face turned ruddy, and he smiled at Shen Jiansheng, "Let's go, go see the ghosts."