Void Transformation

On the top of Wushan Peak, strong winds were blowing, and an old pavilion stood there for unknown years and months. Most of the characters carved on it were unrecognizable, and only the word "green" remained. A man with long hair in plain clothes and a wooden hairpin sits in the pavilion and presses the strings with his hands.

Outside the pavilion, a young man wearing a mink fur cloak holds a sword in both hands, seeming to be listening to the music of the piano, but it seems to be watching the clouds and fog below the mountain. After a long time, the sound of the piano stopped abruptly, and the young man suddenly stretched his waist and slowly said:

"Oh... my dear brother, are we still too much to Dage after all?"

When the voice settled, the young man turned and looked at the person in the pavilion. Even if he was about to enter the pavilion, but he hadn't stepped out a few steps, he heard the person in the pavilion sceptically, and immediately stopped and pursed his mouth.

"Eleventh, do you remember what the purpose of Wushanzhai was in the past?"

The young man heard the words, turned around, and just sat on the steps of the pavilion with his back facing the person in the pavilion. Is it an idea to fight against corrupt officials and squires and bullies?"

"Yes, but what has he done over the years? For money, you can ignore the precepts of the mountain gate. If the innocent people who have been harmed are turned into ghosts, I am afraid that our Wushanzhai will no longer exist. On weekdays, he is just short-sighted. But now he has colluded with the Heavenly Killing Pavilion, and it has reached an intolerable level. Your good Dage can't come back anymore..."

The person in the pavilion spoke quietly. The young man's expression changed many times as he heard the words, and at the end he slowly got up and walked towards the foot of the mountain, leaving only one sentence: "Yes, Dage can't come back anymore. But my good second brother will never come back..."

The strong wind is still the same, the Guting is still the same, the people are the same, but the heart is different. The person in the pavilion pressed the piano again with a pair of bare hands, but whispered in a completely different tone and voice: "Brainless Pig, you are finally willing to use your brain, very good..."

Then when the sound of the piano was reopened, the mountains and running water were no longer there, but the valleys and cold springs. No one knew the suffering in it, and even the people in the pavilion knew that they could not talk to others...

Below Wushan, before the mountain road, an ancient tree climbing to the sky is like an ancient pavilion on the top of the mountain, standing here for unknown years and months. There are countless red threads tied to the canopy, and many wooden signs are tied below the red lines, but the wooden signs are not engraved on them, and they are extremely empty.

Under the big tree, two Daoist shadows stood side by side, one black and one white, looking at the two mountain roads up the mountain, one on the left and one on the right. This person has a vertical and horizontal beard and looks very fierce, but there are many damage and scratches on his forehead or on his clothes, which makes him look embarrassed.

Looking at him, it seemed that he was tied behind a horse and dragged along all the way. If I changed to an ordinary person, I'm afraid he would have died of anger long ago, but although this person is unconscious, his breathing is no longer normal, obviously not even minor injuries.

However, Zhuge Jin, who was the initiator of all this, looked at this person innocently at this time. After fanning his hand twice, his eyes remained unchanged, and he spoke loudly. He didn't hide anything, and didn't care about the feelings of others. , Asked the black robe Xiaofeng beside him:

"Brother Baili, you said that Lord Wu Zhai is pretending to be dizzy or really dizzy this time, and when will he wake up?"

Xiaofeng knew that the other party's words might have irritated Ursol, but he was still a little helpless in his heart. Because whether it was through the profound experience of turning stunned by oneself, or the detection of human aura by consciousness, it means that Ursor really fainted at this time. And even without these methods, just looking at it with the naked eye, you can see some clues when you think about it.

No matter how a person pretends to be dizzy, he is dragged all the way with Internal Energy, his face is constantly in close contact with various obstacles on the ground, and he travels several miles, it is a miracle that this person can live, and he naturally faints. It can only be really dizzy.

It's just that Xiaofeng's mind is not here at this time, and he has become more and more absolutely that his trip to Wushan is definitely not simple. If this trip to Wushan is essentially the conflict between Usol and the people on the mountain, then what caused the children of the two great families of Nangong and Zhuge to come here in person, and it also inspired the killer of Dongying. .

In the eyes of the world, the little Wushan is just an ordinary thief's cottage. If there is no source in this, Xiaofeng would never believe it. However, if the person traveling with him is not Zhuge Jin, maybe Xiaofeng will try to hack the other party, but because of the other party's mysterious family Secret Technique, he is afraid to export it rashly. It is not the other party who is being talked about, but himself.

Why did Zhuge Jin appear in that dead forest? And why did the dead forest, as the place where the bones of the ancestors of Wushanzhai were buried, become a place for keeping corpses? According to Ursol's words, the corpse in the forest already existed twenty years ago, but why has it attracted so much attention so far?

Speaking of Zi Yihou, why did he give himself an inexplicable feeling that what the four subordinates said before him was really just a coincidence? And as a cultist of the Five Poisons, why did a raging fire ignite in the forest after he entered the forest?

There are too many unsolved mysteries along the way, but Xiaofeng is full of expectations for the road ahead at this time. However, he also understands the importance of intelligence in the battle between the two sides. Therefore, no matter what the consideration is, he must wait until the person in front of him wakes up before he can make the next plan.

"Brother Jin just mentioned that the reason why the Lord Wu Zhai fainted again was because the camp was extinct and excited, so the blood surged, but he didn't know..."

Xiaofeng hadn't finished saying a word, but Zhuge Jin smiled while waving a fan, and once again preemptively said the question Xiaofeng wanted to ask, and Xiaofeng had been prepared for this, but he was no longer surprised:

"Brother Baili wanted to ask about the original details? Ha.. I didn't pay too much attention at the time. I just saw a line of blood on the ground. But I didn't take a closer look at what was written."

With Zhuge Jin's disposition, Xiaofeng naturally didn't believe that he hadn't looked at the content of those words carefully. Although he didn't know why the other party had concealed it at this time, he didn't want to worry about anything. He just sighed:

"Oh, that's a pity."

But there was already a bit of guessing in his heart, which was an intuitive guess. Because if the other party's purpose is to destroy the camp, it can be done early in the first sneak attack. Therefore, the person who destroyed the camp this time and the person who attacked the camp last time are probably not the same.

But once again, he and others missed the camp and was attacked perfectly. Even if this was the plot arrangement, Xiao Feng didn't believe that all this was a coincidence. Either my previous guess was correct, and there was more than one insider in this camp, or it was a more difficult fact, that this group of bandits was not ordinary, and the other party saw through his own strategy.

"Cough cough... cough cough cough..."

At this moment, Ursol under the tree coughed, and listening to his coughing sound, not only did not hurt the slightest, but was full of strength. At The next moment, he sprang from the ground like a mad rabbit.

Seeing this, Zhuge Jin felt helpless, and began to wonder whether he wanted to perform the mental arithmetic mind sutra again and capture his mind again. After all, when a person is blinded by hatred, or when he is overjoyed and compassionate, it is when his brain is most useless, and the information given may also contain elements of emotional processing.

However, the next moment when Ursol spoke, Zhuge Jin and Xiaofeng were both stunned, because they did not expect that the first words Ursol spoke were not related to the destruction of the camp, nor to Wushan. It’s about, but:

"Anything to eat? I'm starving to death!"

Xiaofeng and Zhugejin couldn't help but look at each other. Zhugejin thought about how to attack the heart, and once again used the mental arithmetic heart sutra to brainwash each other. Xiaofeng predicted that Ursol might be facing a blow, and another personality would recover. But they never thought that Ursol actually said such a sentence at such a time.

"Brother Wu, don't you carry a lot of jerky with you, you..."

Seeing that Zhuge Jin didn't mean to talk to each other, and Ursol looked at Own's eyes more and more pitiful, Xiaofeng finally bit the bullet and said such a sentence. After all, a person who carried enough food supplies for half a year to say hungry was really a special experience.

After hearing the words, Ursol was stunned for more than three breaths before he slapped the top of his head, and immediately flashed a white light in his hand, and a sack appeared in front of him, rummaging without regard to his own image. Then, in the helpless eyes of Xiaofeng and Zhuge Jin, they feasted on a meal of dried meat, as if the destruction of the camp had nothing to do with him.

If a person is forbearing, or turning grief and anger into appetite, then he will definitely be mixed with emotions when he eats, but Ursol is relish in eating at this time, but it does not seem to have this kind of thought.

For a while, Xiaofeng couldn't help but wonder if the other party had hit too much, and thus selectively amnesia. If this is the case, I am afraid that my trip to Wushan will end here, because the Rivers and Lakes guests who posted the mission have no fighting spirit. What can I do to help the boxer?

And at this moment, as the white light in Ursol's hand dissipated, the sacks on the ground disappeared, while Ursol strode forward, making Xiaofeng miscalculate once again between the loud voices, because The aura of his speech is not so much self-defeating and self-defeating, it is more generous to die.

"It's time to get on the road! I have met you and I soon, my brother Baili. Now I am no longer in the mountains. It is impossible to regain Wushanzhai, and naturally I will not drag you into the water. That's it for today. Don't pass it, if Rivers and Lakes are dead bye in the future, I will definitely not get drunk with you or give it back."

After he finished speaking, he saw Ursol suddenly turned and knelt, and bowed to the towering tree behind him, but he did not get up after this time...

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