A pair of lanterns hanging at the door of the dungeon swayed in the cold wind. Looking from a distance, it looked like an extremely sleepy person might close his eyes at any time.
In the dead air, only a few moths became more energetic, fluttering back and forth outside the lantern skin, as if the light gave them infinite vitality, and if they had it, they would own the world. But these moths never know that the seemingly beautiful light inside the lantern is enough to kill them. In the face of desire, people are the same, no different from moths.
The heroes were all sitting in their cells with shabby clothes and dejected expressions, looking eagerly outside the bars. Here, except for the food delivery person who comes on time, there have been no new faces for a long time. These martial arts heroes are usually high-spirited and arrogant, but now they are like wild beasts without fangs, at the mercy of others.
There are many martial arts masters and resourceful people among them, but here, all those superb martial arts and ever-changing wisdom have lost their effectiveness. In such a place, they should at least unite and resist.
However, it's not that they don't know how to resist, it's that resisting can't attract the other party's attention at all. At first, some people went on hunger strike, but the other party just let it go. Soon, some people who did not want to starve to death betrayed their oath and surrendered to the enemy;
Some people committed suicide, but the other party didn't care. Soon, when the body of the person who committed suicide rotted day by day and emitted an extremely unpleasant smell, those who originally wanted to resist lost their courage after seeing all this.
Under the control of the most primitive human fears of hunger, disease, death, and loneliness, a person's will can easily be defeated, and a little evil in the heart can be infinitely magnified. The Ghost Prime Minister takes advantage of this and plays with the heroes at his fingertips.
When the old sect leader Nie Qianchou was still alive, he only used poison to control people's hearts. His subordinates had no choice but to do things for him because they were afraid of death. After this generation of sect leader Ye Kongqun succeeded to the throne, he almost abandoned this method. .
In his opinion, people's own desires are poison. Instead of using the desire of death and survival to build power, it is more reliable to use everyone's original desires to build power. Because in the face of wine, sex and wealth, it is difficult for ordinary people to escape. As long as a person has desires in his heart, he will become the slave of others. This is far more clever than using poison to control people's hearts.
The decline of the righteous way lies in the fact that everyone pretends to be public for their own benefit. There are too many things that are false and public for personal gain. The so-called righteous way is actually the same as the evil way. The collapse of the pillars of faith has scattered people in the righteous martial arts world. It is even more difficult to unite people's hearts once they are scattered.
The cell where Qunhao is imprisoned is located underground on Bixin Island, and its overall structure is in the shape of a conch. The dungeon is divided into eight floors, with twenty stone chambers on each floor. At the beginning, the reason why the Chishui Gang spent a lot of money to build these cells was because they had discussed with various martial arts leaders to leave a way of life for some people who had contributed to the great cause of martial arts but now went astray and allowed them to live here for the rest of their lives. .
Unexpectedly, this mysterious martial arts forbidden area was occupied by people from the Ghost Sect, and these martial arts leaders were imprisoned in it. It was really a trick of fate.
In a cell on the seventh floor, Hou Tonghai was wrapped in a tattered quilt, eyes closed, and sitting against the wall. Tingyun reached out and touched his forehead, and found that it was no longer as hot as before, and her hanging heart finally dropped.
It turns out that a big change happened on the island after Xiao Yunfan left that day. In addition to Ling Taixu and his party, the troops sent by Ghost Xiangmen also had an ambush team. Xiao Yunfan joined forces with the heroes and although they drove away Ling Taixu, they were still unaware of this other ambush. It was this strange force that put the right path into crisis again.
It was at that time that Hou Tonghai was imprisoned. Not long after he came in, he fell seriously ill and fell into a coma. Fortunately, with the two girls Tingyun Luoyue serving him, he finally got through it.
At this time, the old man opened his eyes slightly and said in a low voice: "Well, it's Yun'er. The old man seems to have slept for a long time." Seeing Hou Tonghai speak eloquently, Ting Yun cried with joy and said: "Yes, Uncle Hou, you I have been sleeping for several months. This time I really want to thank Guanyin Bodhisattva for blessing me. You finally woke up, otherwise I would really be sorry for Brother Xiao."
Hou Tonghai was deeply moved when he saw the little girl crying with tears in her eyes. He said in his mouth: "Good boy, it's really hard for you." Then he thought about it, in the past few months, he had to have a little girl wait for him when he pooped and peed, and his old face couldn't help but turn red.
He thought to himself: "If Lao Fan knows this and doesn't laugh at me to death, no, no, I have to find a way to make the little girl keep her mouth shut."
Tingyun saw that he suddenly looked shy and didn't know the reason. He thought he was uncomfortable and asked hurriedly: "Uncle Hou, what's wrong with you? Are there any lice biting you?"
Hou Tonghai came back to his senses, coughed and said: "That's not true! It's just that Uncle Hou, I'm here just fine, and I haven't become a follower to the King of Hell yet. Your tears are long and short, and it's too much for Uncle Hou."
Haha, to tell you the truth, your Uncle Hou has never been afraid of anything in his life, but he is only afraid of girls crying. As soon as this girl started crying, I lost my mind. People often say that a daughter’s home is made of water, while a man’s home is made of mud. As long as this mud meets water, it is impossible not to melt.
It happens that Uncle Hou, this clay Buddha, is more afraid of water than others. When you cry, half of my bones will be sore. If you cry for a while longer, I might show my original shape and turn into a pile of mud. You, a well-behaved and sensible girl, will never kill Uncle Hou, right? "
Just as Ting Yun was about to answer, the little girl Luoyue rubbed her sleepy eyes and yawned. Seeing that Hou Tonghai could open his eyes and speak, she came forward and said coquettishly: "Uncle Hou, you are awake. If you If you don’t wake up, I’m going to pull your beard.”
Hou Tonghai touched his beard and said with a straight face: "Huh! You kid is really unruly. No wonder I always tremble when I brag in front of the King of Hell. Is it your fault?"
Luoyue blinked and chuckled: "If I don't cause trouble, how can the King of Hell let you go? If the King of Hell doesn't let you go, then who will tell Yue'er a story?" Tingyun twisted on Luoyue's face. He said at once: "You girl is really inconsiderate. Uncle Hou has just gotten better now. You should let him have a good rest."
Hou Tonghai waved his hand and said: "Have a rest, I think it's not necessary. If the old monkey doesn't move his muscles anymore, he will become a stupid monkey, a stupid monkey. If Uncle Hou becomes a stupid monkey, a stupid monkey, wouldn't it be detrimental to his reputation?"
Luoyue shaved her face and said with a smile: "There are no tigers in the mountains, and monkeys are the king. So, Uncle Hou wants to be the king?" Hou Tonghai originally wanted to say, "Why are there no tigers in the mountains? Isn't there just a tigress in front of me?" But so It's not appropriate to talk about a little girl after all. He smiled and shook his head, stood up, put his hands behind his back, and walked towards the fence.
After a while, he came back and sat leaning against the wall. Tingyun frowned, bit his lip and said, "Uncle Hou, we are locked up here, and we don't know what's going on outside. I wonder what methods those people will come up with to make things difficult for Brother Xiao?"
Speaking of Xiao Yunfan's situation, Hou Tonghai knew very well that the ghost ministers had detained so many martial arts heroes, and the truth might have changed a long time ago. If the black and white factions work together, Xiao Yunfan will be crushed to pieces even if he has three heads and six arms.
In order not to worry the two girls, he said with a smile: "Yun'er, there is no need to worry. The little lion has always been blessed with great fortune. When he comes to the world's difficulties, he will always find a way to solve them. Besides, this kid has many talents in the world. Friends who have died, if he is really in trouble, these friends will take care of him." The more relaxed he said, the heavier he felt in his heart.
A piece of paper is a piece of Jianghu favor, so-called sincerity is like spring ice. Those who have become famous in the world have no wives, children, children, or property. It may be possible to give up some money without blinking an eye at side matters, but when it comes to sacrificing life for a friend without blinking an eye, there are still too few such people.
Hou Tonghai has lived a long time and has a clear view of the world. Even so, he still believes that there is a kind of person in this world who can shed every drop of his blood for friends, chivalry, righteousness, and the common people in the world. For them, they are born for a belief. If this belief can be immortal, they will die without regrets.
On the mountain road, Feng Miaoqing urged his horse to move slowly, following behind the two minions. After turning an intersection, the three of them came to a slope. Looking up, there is a dark forest on the slope, which is a bit eerie.
The two minions thought that they had arrived at the door of the house, so they put their hearts in their stomachs, and one of them rolled his eyes. He bravely said: "Hey! You don't want to worship the mountain. There are rules in the world. Please allow my brothers to report it!"
Feng Miaoqing is so smart, how could she not be aware of such tricks? He didn't take it seriously at the moment and said calmly: "I'll be waiting for you here." After hearing this, the two of them rushed forward as if they were granted amnesty, got into the forest, and disappeared. Suddenly, a whistle was heard in the forest. This whistle was the code signal of the bandits.
It turned out that the two thieves wanted to lure Feng Miaoqing into the forest and use the whistle as support to bully the crowd. Naihe blew several times, but there was no response. Cai Wu scratched his head and asked curiously: "Second brother, could it be that all the brothers are asleep and no one is watching?" Peng Er said: "Fart, who dares to sleep at this time? If the second master knows, his legs will be discounted! But today There is indeed something evil about you."
After waiting for a long time, no two people came out. Feng Miaoqing thought to herself: "These two little thieves must have greased their feet, so let them go! But I have been to this Hell King's Village. If I don't pay a visit, I will lose it." Etiquette.”
Immediately, he turned over and dismounted, and then told the horse: "Xiaobai, you will wait here from now on, and you are not allowed to go far." The horse seemed to understand human nature, and actually snorted in response. Feng Miaoqing took off the long sword on his shoulder, held it in his palm, and strode towards the forest.
She was in the light and the enemy was in the dark, so naturally she didn't dare to be careless. Suddenly there was a loud sound of wind behind her head, and she dodged to the left. With a bang, a spinning ax was nailed to the tree trunk. If it were even half a moment later, the consequences would be disastrous. Feng Miaoqing had just stopped being frightened, and jumped onto a branch, hiding her body among the branches and leaves and looking down. The two men made extremely small gasping sounds, but Feng Miaoqing heard them clearly.
It is precisely the enemy who is unkind and I am unjust. How could we not avenge the blow just now? She pulled out two silver hairpins from behind her head and held them between her fingers. She flicked her wrist and sent them downwards. This hidden weapon technique is Xuelanyi's special skill "Ling Han uses it alone". Although Feng Miaoqing could not reach Xue Lanyi's level of accomplishment at the moment, it was still more than enough to make the enemy suffer.
