Chapter 134 In the deserted village, Yu Pingyao was shocked.
In the deserted village at night, the ancient houses were dilapidated and the walls collapsed.
The captain at the front, Wu Jingtian, only had his official uniform left, and his body was corroded by the gray-yellow mist.
On the right side, Ye Han had a small bald patch on his head and fell to the ground unconscious.
Han Anbo and Yu Ping sat together, and Deng He and Zeng Youqian from the Monster Hunting Department sat together. The four of them looked numb and stared at Li Qingxian blankly.
Li Qingxian grinned and asked, "Not dead?"
The four of them felt like they were in another world. They only felt that they had experienced a thrilling nightmare, but they couldn't remember exactly what they had experienced.
Countless pictures are flying in my mind, and I can't catch them.
Han Anbo suddenly pointed forward and exclaimed: "Look!"
Li Qingxian turned his head and looked to the side and behind, his whole body feeling cold.
More than a dozen steps away, grave mounds rise and fall.
Withered poles stand and broken flags float.
There are no tombstones, just graves.
When the wind blows, the weeds on the grave sway gently.
The white building, the black house, the Wu Niang Niang Temple, and the ginkgo tree disappeared.
Only the big locust tree at the head of the village stands.
Obviously in the wild, you can't hear the chirping of insects and birds.
Li Qingxian was silent as he recalled what happened.
Destiny Mountain.
The old man with white hair and beard looked at the slowly dissipating thunder sea and the sun, and after a little deduction, he thought to himself: "The thunder sea hangs upside down, and the setting sun rises in reverse, interfering with the observation of life and fortune. This kind of phenomenon has only been seen in his life, and it can only be Ye Han." Urgent. This time it was slightly more than expected, and Ye Han suffered a lot of damage. However, he has a great destiny, and this ordeal will definitely lay a solid foundation for his rise. Since he has survived this disaster, he will not need to do more in the future. "Guardian, I can rest assured."
The old man turned and left.
The former site of Fangyuan Village.
Li Qingxian slowly stood up and looked around.
There is still a trace of residual light in the western sky. It is clear that night has just fallen, but a crescent moon is about to fall.
Under the half-dark and half-blue sky, there was a wilderness all around. Apart from the rolling graves, there were deserted villages.
Li Qingxian walked to the place where Wei Mu left, reached out and put the rattle and divine pattern flying sword into the Qiankun Ring.
"There is someone!" Han Anbo whispered.
Li Qingxian turned around.
On the hillside, a person walked out.
The man was tall, with scimitars and swords hanging on both sides. A ferocious scar cut across his face obliquely, cutting off a corner of his nose.
The man's lips were pale and chapped, his chest was wet with water, and he was chewing dried meat in his mouth.
"Little Uncle Zhou?" Li Qingxian asked.
"Are you okay?" Zhou Hen's voice came from a distance through his true energy.
Li Qingxian nodded vigorously.
Zhou Hen took out the communication talisman from his backpack, picked up the little remaining Qi, and walked over the grass. When he saw it, he stretched out his hand and said, "Is there anything fresh to eat?" Li Qingxian wiped it from the Qiankun Ring and grabbed one. Fragrant roast chicken.
Zhou Hen was stunned for a moment, stepped forward to block it, and whispered: "Change quickly and change into a bracelet."
Li Qingxian thought, and the Qiankun Ring slowly transformed into a black dragon holding a black gemstone bracelet, which he wore on his left wrist.
Zhou Hen glanced at it, nodded, broke off the big chicken drumstick, ate it, stuffing it into his mouth in big mouthfuls.
Li Qingxian looked back at Han Anbo and the other four. Except for Han Anbo, who was slightly better, the other three still looked confused.
Yu Ping sniffed, his eyes quickly cleared, and he looked at the chicken drumstick in Zhou Hen's hand. His throat rolled, and he swallowed and asked, "Why are we in the grave circle?" "Yeah? Where are the others?" Deng He was
a The young man in his twenties asked and looked around.
Zeng Youqian, a short, fat middle-aged man, frowned and said, "I remember we were tricked..."
Zeng Youqian's voice suddenly stopped, and the four people's eyes flashed with fear.
Zhou Hen swallowed the chicken and said vaguely, "That's right. You fell into a trap. I've been trapped by a trap for four days." "We'll talk about it later. Take a look at the
surrounding situation." Han Anbo stood up, He winked at Li Qingxian, held the night knife, opened the fire folder, lit the torch, raised it, and slowly explored the surroundings.
"If you don't want to eat the chicken butt, give it to me." Yu Ping looked at Zhou Hen timidly.
Zhou Hen glanced at Yu Ping with disgust, broke off the top of the chicken and threw it over. After thinking about it, he peeled off the chicken neck skin and ate it, then threw the chicken neck and head over.
Yu Ping took it, picked off the two yellow pieces under the tip of the chicken, put it in his mouth, and chewed it slowly.
Han Anbo scolded: "It's now like this, but you still want to eat chicken butt?"
"Eat it, it will calm down the shock." Yu Ping said sternly.
Li Qingxian was laughed at by Yu Ping and followed Han Anbo.
Han Anbo lowered his voice and said, "I've been tricked. I haven't seen you for a few days. The Black Light Division will definitely come. Some of you can talk about it, and some can't. Of course, if you want to join the Black Light Division, you can talk more." "Beat me.
" If I don't join the Black Lantern Department, I don't want to deal with the tricks all day long." Li Qingxian said.
"Then think carefully about your words. There is a liar in the Black Lantern Department..."
The two chatted for a while. Zhou Hen took out the communication talisman, listened for a while, and said: "We lost the news. Mr. Zhou came to look for you. Halfway there Uploading a message to the nearby Song Yunjing Lord Song for help, who knew that the Beichen City where Lord Song was located was surrounded by monsters, and the county magistrate died in the battle. Mr. Song, as the county magistrate, was fighting against the monsters. Beichen City might be breached at any time, and Zhou Sir, I have to leave the Black Lantern Division to look for you, and go to Beichen City to defend the city. Mr. Zhou is very happy to hear the good news that you have solved the mystery. He asked me to contact the people from the Black Lantern Division and take you back to the Divine Capital immediately. You are not allowed to go. Beichen City."
Zhou Hen said, took out a green bamboo tube from his backpack, stood it on the ground, lit it with true energy, and took a few steps back.
Chirp... snap!
The bamboo tube rose high into the sky, exploded into fireworks, and finally condensed into a token shape, with the word "night" faintly visible on the token.
"Song Yunjing? Is he the one who bluntly submitted a letter and was demoted five times a day?" Li Qingxian asked.
"Apart from him, is there any other dignified fourth-grade literary cultivator who has become the eighth-grade county magistrate in Beichen City? Mr. Zhou said that he has a good relationship with your father." Li Qingxian nodded and said, "We have met four or five times.
I I am also familiar with his son Song Baige and Song Geer. When my father passed away, Mr. Song came, but Song Baige stayed with me to keep his filial piety." Han Anbo on the side said: "It turned out to be Master Lang Song, the number one scholar. He was captured during the reign of Emperor Tiankang
. It has been more than ten years since he was demoted, and he has never recovered, which is a pity. However, he is extremely famous in the scholarly community and has a scholarly family. He has been a prominent figure in the five generations, and his son Song Baige is also the second best. The book "Li" he wrote "Annotations" is said to be the most popular annotated version among literary cultivators. Mr. Zhou personally admitted that he was far inferior to Mr. Song in terms of classics and meanings." "This man is indeed extraordinary. He was demoted to the county magistrate from the fifth rank
. For more than ten years now, literary cultivators have not retreated but advanced, and entered the fourth rank early..." Li Qingxian suddenly said, "That's not right. Two serious fourth-rank literary cultivators are guarding the city, could something big happen?" Zhou Hen nodded and said, "Monster
Clan To attack the defenders of Dahe, the demon tribes lurking in various parts of Yanzhou gathered together to attack remote cities. The imperial army could only reinforce the front line first, and could not take care of remote towns like Beichen City. However, Mr. Zhou said that if they persist for at least a month, the army will You don't have to worry when you arrive at Beichen City. There are two fourth-level seniors guarding the city. Even if the demon clan sends a third-level one, they can't attack it." "Should
we return or wait for the people from the Black Lantern Division?"
Zhou Hen raised his head and looked at the sky. , said: "Wait for the people from the Black Lantern Division. If you take the Black Lantern Car, you will be able to return to Shendu Division soon. By the way, what happened to you all?" (End of Chapter
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