MTL - Copper Coins-Chapter 85 Valley array (1)

At the same time, a long line of Dada rushed on the horse road on the outskirts of Wuchang House. This row of people is a white robe, embroidered with a simple animal pattern on the front, and a stern but solemn mask on his face. As he walks, the flying white robes are like clouds.

Not others, but the funeral team led by Taibu and Taizhu.

When they passed Wuchang Mansion before, they learned from the road population that two teams of Taichang Temple had passed Wuchang Mansion, causing the people around them to be curious and scared. After all, it is not a good thing to have so many people in Taichang Temple. It is not that there is a catastrophe or calamity, or that it is a sign of a major evil that is related to the stability of the temple.

In the past two years, it has had a negative meaning for the past few years. The instability of the cold and summer, the drought and the waterlogging, the winter has come earlier than before, and the continuous sun is also long. Almost all the spring and autumn seasons have been put into the sleeves. It was all the way to Lingnan, and it was so cold that it was always raining from time to time, and the people were so overwhelmed that they couldn't breathe, as if the winter day was almost endless ...

Originally, there were only some nonsense rumors circulating around the world, such as the fact that the true dragon fell into the sea, and some people believed it, and some did not take it seriously. Nowadays, the people and horses of the Taichang Temple appear frequently and hurriedly. Those who did not believe could not help but follow it, as if a heavy epee hung from their heads, which could be penetrated at any time, with no warning.

Taibu and his team originally only chased after the previous true dragon, and had no clear destination. Since hearing the traces of other people in Taichang Temple, they have decided to go west.

It didn't take long before I received the biography of Shao Qing. The letter said that there would be a catastrophe in the past two days. They received the order of the National Teacher and were rushing to Dongting. Another horse team was rushing to Wanshi Mountain in Linjiang, Langzhou. They told Tai Bu to wish them as soon as possible, Wait for the teacher to send.

Sure enough, when they were about to go to the Yuezhou prefecture, Taibu's fingers holding the reins were suddenly burned. Her delicate eyebrows behind her mask frowned slightly, slowing down the horse's steps and releasing the hand from the reins.

The moment she let go, there was a rush of yellow fire between her fingers. It wasn't really hot, but it was still slightly hot.

A thin piece of paper came out of the yellow fire core, and it became clearer as the flames went out.

Taibu raised his hand to a "stop" gesture and immediately stopped the entire horse team. The long line stayed in front of a fork, and Taizhu turned his face and asked, "What did the teacher say?"

"Let's go to Dazao Temple in Jiangsong Mountain." Tai Bu handed the tissue paper to Tai Zhu.

"Dazawa Temple? Isn't that a ghost temple? There aren't any monks, so let's go there?" Taizhu asked, quite puzzled,

However, the black and white text of the state teacher was clearly explained--

I saw a few words written concisely on the thin paper: some time ago, I went to Dazao Temple and guarded the battlefield.

"Stay in line?"

Tai Bu's face under the mask changed slightly. She hesitated for a moment and whispered: "Dongting, Wanshishan, Daze Temple, these three are hundreds of miles apart. We are going to guard the battle, Shaoqing them What about it? "

"Shouldn't it, if so, how big is the array? I haven't seen it in my life." Taizhu replied.

"But I think ..." Tai Bu hesitated, and he paused for a long time before he said, "Let ’s go to the Daze Temple first and discuss it."

I had to rush to Dazao Temple from where they were before. It was still a little tight, so they did n’t delay and did n’t have time to study it. They could only raise their hands and immediately led the team's mules to whip the horse and went straight to Jiang Songshan. .

As they bypassed Yuezhou Mansion and cut off the road, Xue Xian and Xuan Mian, who were surrounded by blisters in the black water pond, finally broke away from the bottom of the pond, walked down the water, and risked a head in a spring pool. .

The moment the two surfaced, the water bubble "snapped" and broke completely, and a curtain of the stream hanging down the mountain wall immediately poured them over.

They turned over, and Xuan Merci said that he and Xue Xian had drawn a clean clothes curse on each of his hands. It was just a blink of an eye, and the water on the body was steamed cleanly. There was no drop left. Light and fluffy, not sticky at all, not even the thin sweat that was previously roasted by the fire dragon.

Xue Xian shook the black robe's clothes with satisfaction, bounced off the last drop of water on his head, and swept around.

They are located in a very deep mountain stream, which is far away from the dustpan mountain stream where the bamboo house in Xuan Mi is located. Looking up here, you can only see the extremely steep stone peaks, one after another, just as if they were gathered. Their fingers were average, holding them in them.

Even the sky was cut so that only the top of the head remained, like a natural deep well.

"There are three stone peaks in total." Xue Xian raised his hand and nodded the nearest one. The stone peak towered into the clouds, and the side wall was as steep as a knife and axe. There was only a hawk-like hook on the top. Heavy, like a dense green curtain, hanging down around the ground, "Do you know it well?"

It was an interrogation, but the epilogue was decisive-this happened to coincide with the entrance of the hundred insect caves described by the old man Zhai.

Although the legendary entrance has become an exit for Xue Xian and Xuan Mei, they still can help them determine an approximate location. They have now arrived in the Xiashan area of ​​Langzhou.

And since he emerged from the spring pond, Xue Xian felt that the patio-like mountain stream was extremely heavy. Although it did not smell like that of the corpse shop, it still showed a sense of old decaying air, like A wooden box co-authored for decades was suddenly lifted off the lid-the damp water mixed with the smell of dust always made people feel old and gloomy.

Intuition tells him that people have died here.

More than a star.

Xue Xian frowned and looked at the weeds beside his feet. He arranged them slightly with his toes. As expected, he found blood dripping at the roots of the grass, almost melting into the wet mud.

"I found it." He patted Hyun Mercy.

However, there was no response for a moment.

Xue Xian glanced up at Xuan Merci and saw that he seemed to have just returned to God and quickly regained his eyes from the vast weeds. He looked down at the place pointed by Xue Xian's toes and said, "The blood is not yet condensed."

"What's wrong with you?" Xue Xian withdrew his feet and whispered Xuan Merci while listening to the movement between the valleys.

Xuan Merci was silent for a moment, then hesitated and said, "Here, I seem to be here."

Xue Qian heard the words, glanced at him quickly, and then regained his gaze, walking along the blood drop, joking indifferently: "How do you seem to know everything?"

To be honest, Xue Xian has always been a little faint and uncomfortable. If you look closely, the taste is like missing something important. I always feel that something is not right, but I always forget to think about it. Can't think of a clue.

He walked all the way with this rare feeling, until now, he suddenly realized it. This uncomfortable feeling is actually an inexplicable sense of crisis, as if there was an important hidden danger by himself or intentionally or unintentionally. Shelved.

Hearing his words, Xuan Merci didn't say anything immediately, but just lowered his eyes.

For a moment, although there was no expression on his face, he felt inexplicably dull, as if he was pressing something extra heavy.

After a moment, Xuan Merci closed her eyes, opened them again, and shook her head: "Still--"

Xue Xian blinked softly, almost rushing out before Xuan Merci made progress: "Find someone first, your memory is not always good, which is so easy to remember, maybe there will be another After the copper ban was lifted, it became clear. "

Xuan Merci glanced at him consciously, striding forward, and Shen Sheng answered, "Yes."

In fact, these blood stains almost exposed each other's whereabouts, and the two of them barely worked, and then stopped in a small stone forest. The stone forest was less than ten feet before and after. It wasn't really big, but it was able to lay out an excellent eight-door squadron.

If someone hides in it, it can really be delayed for a few moments, if it is not Xue Xian who runs into it ...

"What's the use of hiding in it?" Xue Xian stood still, and said lazily, "If you hide in the streets, I might have to worry about others, you hide in this deep mountain, then I There really is no scruples. Just a few broken stones, can you really stop me? "

There was nothing left when the dragon's tail swept away.

The reason why Xue Xian has made such a nonsense sentence with him is that he hasn't started directly. He just wants to find out what he has to do and greet them together, and the solution is simpler.

Sure enough, after saying this, Shi Lin silently remained silent for a moment, and then there was a vague and mute laughter, which seemed to be intermittent because of serious injuries. As soon as the laughter stopped, a sharp whistle sounded.

"Now that I have caught up with the door, I have to talk about hospitality," said the low voice.

Accompanied by his words, a tragic weeping cry like the tide of the ocean. When the cry sounded, the sky above the sky suddenly changed color, and the clouds rolled in. In a blink of an eye, the sky light was tightened and the whole valley became Obscure.

Xue Xian suddenly remembered that a hundred years ago, there was a fire caused by a thunder in the mountains of Langzhou. It was said that the fire burned in the mountains for three days and nights, and burned the people living in the valley. There was always someone crying that year.

In fact, it wasn't the mountains that were crying, but the tens of thousands of ghosts buried in flames crying in unison.

Xue Xian only felt that the whole ground shuddered with the cry, and the innumerable valley suddenly heard the sound of numerous ground breaking. Those corpses that had been buried for hundreds of years shook off all the mud and got out of the ground. Haohao Tangtang came straight.