The Second Immortal Road

At the junction of Huazhou and Luzhou, there is a small town called Qingshan Town, which belongs to Qingrong Mansion, Huazhou. Apart from the big official road, there is no other road connected to it.

　　 Although the official road is remote, there are many people who come and go, and the identities are also various, including serious businessmen, gang disciples, officials, fugitives, romantic singers, and some desperadoes who lick blood.

　　 There is absolutely no king's law in this small town. It is common to kill people and overtake goods, but the government is indifferent to this. It's not that the government didn't want to control it, but the government didn't dare to.

　　 Once, the county magistrate of Qingrong Mansion did not know what means he used and borrowed three hundred sergeants from nearby generals. He wanted to go to the small town to thoroughly investigate the murder of the yakuza, and wanted to completely rectify the order of the town.

　　 But on the first night when the magistrate arrived in Qingshan Town, he had a dagger beside his pillow, and the dagger stuck straight into the bed, less than half an inch from the magistrate’s throat.

When the county magistrate woke up in the morning, he was naturally afraid, and immediately led the crowd to leave, and never dared to ask more about the town in the future. He just sent a symbolic servant or two who didn’t care about it to fool the errands. As time passed, the people in Qingshan Town became more lawless!

　　 For some reason, there are often some treasures and martial arts secrets that will not appear in the outside world. Therefore, many ruthless characters in the rivers and lakes like to gather here, which also makes Qingshan Town more chaotic and more mixed with dragons and snakes.

　　 Although there are so many daring murderers in Qingshan Town, the people in the town never dare to offend a manor outside the town, because they know that the talents in this manor are truly ruthless characters. If someone offends the person in the house without opening his eyes, then no matter what his status, he is destined to not see the sun the next day.

　　 This manor is built on a mountain. The building area is large. It occupies a few miles in the area. The three-foot-high vermilion gate is tall and majestic. On each side of the gate, there is a two-foot-high stone lion, glaring forward. Above the gate hangs a book with three gilded plaques with Zhu Chiyuan's three gilded characters. These three characters are like dragons and snakes. People who know how to read it will know that they are rare and good characters, and they are definitely from a very famous Confucian scholar.

　　 On this day, a very luxurious team came from outside the town. Most of the people in the town are not ordinary people. You can tell at a glance that this team is unusual. Even the simplest guards in the team have extraordinary martial arts.

　　 After seeing the unusualness of the team, most of the people in the town gave way to the road, not daring to offend the team. These people all understand that offending the government, they only need to escape the chase of the officials and find a hidden place to hide. But if you offend such a powerful person, you really don't know how to die, and you will be caught wherever you hide.

　　 The team soon arrived at the large-scale manor outside this small town. After arriving here, the guards and others in the convoy dismounted and stood aside.

At this moment, the vermilion gate of Zhu Chiyuan has already been opened. There are rows of people standing in front of the door. These people are dressed in luxurious clothes and wear gold and silver. Obviously, they are not low-ranking, but at this time, most of them stand there with respect. , Dare not make any unnecessary moves.

　　 The more beautiful carriages in the convoy have all parked in front of the manor, and the other carriages loaded with sundries have stopped aside.

　　 The curtain of a carriage in front of the convoy was lifted, and two small heads protruded from it. Two pairs of clever big eyes were turning around curiously. One of these two little heads is an extremely handsome boy, even more beautiful than a girl! The long hair of his shawl is neatly tied behind his head, and his ears are tied with a small braid, which is tied with a small jade buckle. It is Zhu Yiwen, the young master of the Zhu family.

　　 And the other little head is Han Ming, who is traveling eastward with the team. At this time, he is a little depressed. The Zhu family team seems to be unable to see him and does not ask him at all, making him wonder how to deal with him.

Except for Zhu Yiwen, the young master of the Zhu family and the maid Lan Erping, he has not been with anyone in the past month. The old man Huazhen visited him once, but left without saying a few words. , There is no idea of ​​saying a few more words at all.

Before on the road, I could still pretend to be ignorant and have a good time. Now it’s alright. Qingrong Mansion is here. Han Ming is a little confused about where he should go. If he can’t go eastward, it’s totally seeking death, let alone another country, that’s it. He might not be able to go to another state in Wu State, but he would have nowhere to go unless he traveled eastward!

　　 "Forget it, don't worry, let's talk about the situation, now it is not in the desert, as long as there is a cigarette, it will still starve!" Han Ming secretly planned.

"Wow, what a big manor, there is a big mountain behind, there must be a lot of little rabbits, Han Ming, when will we go to the mountain!" Zhu Yiwen reached Han Ming with his arm, his eyes widened, and he looked very It is excitement.

　　 Han Ming smiled slightly and replied: "Let's talk about it then!". This month he has been with Zhu Yiwen all day and has become an excellent friend.

　　 At this moment, a man and a woman came out of the group of people standing in front of the manor. The man's sword eyebrows and star eyes revealed a kind of stunning majesty in his eyes. The female was extremely beautiful, her body was full of extravagance, and her splendid colorful robe was surrounded by embroidery of birds singing.

　　 After the man and woman looked at each other, they walked quickly across the convoy and walked straight to the largest carriage, stopped about half a foot in front of the carriage, and bowed their heads.

　　 The man said: "Aka Yuchi pays homage to your father-in-law."

　　 The beautiful woman also spoke: "Qiaoyin welcomes my father"

　　 "Why, why didn't Chi old man come out to welcome me, maybe I'm afraid that I won't make it." An old voice came from the biggest carriage.

　　 "My father-in-law, my father is doing exercises, and he is inconvenienced, so I can't welcome him. Please forgive me, my father-in-law." The man said embarrassedly.

"Practicing? Hehe, he doesn't want to see me. I don't want to make you feel embarrassed. I will find him myself." As soon as the voice fell, an old man with a mask walked out of the carriage. This masked old man got out of the car. He gave an order to the guard beside him, and then walked directly to the manor.

　　 A group of people saw that the Patriarch of the Zhu family had already walked in first, and they were also busily preparing to enter the mansion, everything was in order.

　　 Han Ming watched for a while, then thought for a while, not knowing whether he should get off the car, and finally decided to stay in the car, and it would be safer to be with Zhu Yiwen.

　　 Not long after the masked old man got out of the car and entered the mansion, a guard came to Han Ming's carriage and said that it was the Patriarch who asked the young master to pass.

　　 "Grandpa called me? Ao I will go." Zhu Yiwen heard his grandpa let him over, so he went without any hesitation.

　　 "You wait for me here, don't walk around, or you won't find you when you come back." Zhu Yiwen seemed to have thought of something after getting out of the carriage, he climbed into the carriage and said to Han Ming.

　　 Zhu Yiwen completely put Han Ming in an awkward situation when he left. Zhu Yiwen took Lan'er away, and Pinger got out of the car to deal with chores, leaving Han Ming alone in the carriage.

　　 Han Ming sat in the carriage alone, not knowing what to do, he looked out of the carriage, and then retracted his head, looking very awkward.

　　 With the passage of time, there are fewer and fewer people in the team. Most of them packed up and went to the house, found their own positions and performed their duties, even if they did not enter the house, they had their own things to do.

　　 Han Ming shook his head vigorously, forced calmness to get rid of distracting thoughts, then sat on the bed and began to practice the unnamed formula in his mind. Only practice can make him calm.

　　 In the past month, Han Ming's Wumingkoujue has made slow progress. No matter how hard he cultivates, the cool gas in his body has grown very slowly.

Although Han Ming was very concentrated when he was practicing, he still had part of his attention paid to the outside world. Therefore, when a commotion from the outside gradually approached, he immediately closed the exercises, sat up and pretended to be okay. appearance.

　　 "Brother Han in the carriage?" A weak voice came from outside the carriage. It seemed to be a patient who was bedridden for a long time. The weak voice seemed to be cut off at any time.

　　 Han Ming lifted the curtain of the carriage, poked his head out, and immediately saw a middle-aged scribe in green. The green-shirted scribe's face was pale, without a trace of blood, and looked like a dead man's face. Han Ming was taken aback by the middle-aged scribe and thought it was a ghost in the day.

　　 "Uncle, are you looking for me?" Han Ming shrank his head when he saw the face of the middle-aged scribe.

　　 "Ah, yes, brother Han, Mr. Hua has something to look for you, let me go." The middle-aged scribe smiled at Han Ming.

　　 Although the middle-aged scribe's voice is weak and weak, it is quite coherent and slightly magnetic. If it is not under-sufficient, it should be very pleasant.

"Old Hua?" Han Ming said unnaturally. He really couldn't think of why the face of a living person was paler than that of a dead person. Han Ming thought about it in his heart and jumped out of the car to prepare. Go to see Hua Lao with the middle-aged scribe in the green shirt.

　　Han Ming wondered in his heart who this sick scorpion was. Why would Mr. Hua let such a dying person call him, so he was not afraid that he would die without taking a few steps! Is he a patient of Hua Lao? And Hua Lao has a habit of abusing patients, and Han Ming is arrogant in his heart.

　　 Han Ming had intended to help the patient, but the middle-aged scribe was trembling, but not slow. Han Ming had to trot all the way to catch up, which really made him embarrassed.

Han Ming followed the middle-aged scribe for a long time, almost crossing the entire manor. On this road, there are pavilions, lofts, waterscape small pavilions, stone bridges and rockeries, etc., so Han Ming has nothing to do. The country boy who had met the world was shocked. He had never thought that a family could own such a large manor.

　　 Seeing the scenery along the way, Han Ming began to imagine Hualao's residence in his heart. He felt that Hualao, with such a noble status as Hualao, must live in a more sophisticated and beautiful place.

　　 But to Han Ming's surprise, the middle-aged scribe in green clothes took Han Ming to a big mountain. There is no delicate garden here, only many herbs that exude the fragrance of medicine.

Han Ming looked at the mountain in front of him, and after thinking about it, he was a little surprised. It turned out that this manor was built on a mountain, with only three walls and a mountain as a wall. Unknowingly, he had followed the middle-aged scribes. Through the entire estate.

　　 "Uncle, where's the old man?" Han Ming looked at the middle-aged scribe with some wonder, with questions in his eyes.

　　The middle-aged scribe looked at Han Ming and smiled slightly, then turned to face the smooth mountain wall and bowed down: "Hua Shi, Han Ming has been brought here."