These words were extremely awkward to hear, and Yao Yao felt uncomfortable all over. They were nice words, but they sounded so wrong.
Xie Mengxia is also a talent who can say good things like a donkey's liver and lungs.
Seeing Xie Mengxia sticking his head out of the hole, Yao Yao stretched out his hand and pulled him out of the Taihu Stone.
Xie Mengxia sat in the backlight and took a breath, confidently stretched out her hand to Yao Yao: "Eat."
Yao Yao shook his head helplessly. He was really having a bad time, so he had to choose an auspicious day to visit all the big and small temples in Chang'an City.
She cursed secretly and handed Xie Mengxia the roasted meat and sesame cakes that came from the kitchen.
Xie Mengxia smelled the aroma of meat, and quickly tore open the sesame cake, put the roasted meat in, and took big bites. It was so hot that he inhaled and couldn't bear to spit it out. He even chewed it and swallowed it, eating it while eating. While muttering vaguely: "Hmm, it smells good, um, it smells really good. This cook is very good at it. Let's take it with us later."
Yao Yao became even more speechless. He stood in the darkness with his hands on his waist, looking around alertly, without looking back: "Your Highness, eat quickly. Let's leave after eating. The water bandits are all at the school grounds now." Use Mu Shi, the village is empty."
Upon hearing this, Xie Mengxia stuffed all the roasted meat and sesame cakes into his mouth, clapped his hands, and muttered: "I, I've finished eating, let's go."
Yao Yao turned his head and glanced at Xie Mengxia, and said with a solemn expression: "There is a lot of evil in this village. Your Highness must follow this humble position closely."
Xie Mengxia nodded like garlic: "That's it, that's it." He stretched out his hand tentatively, licking his face and smiling: "Well, Ah Yao, can I, tug on your sleeve."
Yao Yao was depressed and really going crazy. He looked at himself and Xie Mengxia up and down, took out a piece of shadowless silk from his sleeve, and said with a good temper: "Your Highness, please hold on to this, it's not so eye-catching."
As the night gets darker, the entire Qingyun Village melts into the pitch-black night. The rules of Qingyun Village are very strange. Late at night, except for the watchtowers on the four corners, the hall in the middle of the village, and the school grounds where lights can be lit, there are no lights. No lights are allowed to be turned on. Even inside the house, only a weak oil lamp can be turned on.
The three heads of Qingyun Village call this saving money for themselves.
The water bandits privately discussed this as being stingy and immoral.
After all, there were quite a few water bandits who had just climbed up the mountain who got lost because the road was too dark and died alive in the village.
Wang Xian and Bao Cheng walked one after another on the thorny path, becoming more confused and uneasy as they walked.
Bao Cheng looked around in the darkness. The thorn bushes swaying in the wind made a hissing sound. He felt goosebumps rise. He ran two steps quickly to catch up with Wang Xian, grabbed Wang Xian's sleeve, and He spoke tremblingly: "Wang, Wang, Brother Wang, it seems that I have just walked this road."
Wang Xian also noticed something was wrong. Although every road in this village and every thorn bush on the road looked exactly the same, if you look closely, you will see that the subtleties are still different. After all, no one can really understand each road. The roads are all built exactly the same, and no one can build every patch of thorn bush exactly.
The reason why they have such an illusion can only be because the road is built in a unique way.
Wang Xian dragged Bao Cheng and took two more steps forward. He stopped and looked back. He saw that the direction he had just walked in was obscured by heavy fog, and he could only see vaguely.
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The shadows of some trees are whirling.
But when it was still dark, there was no such strange vision.
"There's something weird on this road." Wang Xian turned his head and his face darkened.
"What's weird?" Bao Cheng asked fearfully, and suddenly screamed miserably: "If a ghost hits the wall, it won't be a ghost hitting the wall, right?"
"You're a fool to hit a wall." Wang Xian laughed angrily and slapped Bao Cheng's head hard: "This is a maze, this is a maze."
Bao Cheng was stunned for a moment, then suddenly nodded and said repeatedly: "Yes, yes, yes, A Yao said at that time, this is, this is built after that, that nine-bend Yellow River lantern array."
"Nine bends of the Yellow River lantern array?" Wang Xian was stunned for a while and felt a severe headache: "This is troublesome."
Bao Cheng said disappointedly: "You don't know about the lamp array."
Wang Xian glanced at Bao Cheng: "I know."
Upon hearing this, Bao Cheng suddenly became energetic and his eyes lit up. Unexpectedly, Wang Xian poured a basin of cold water on him.
"I just don't know how to explain it." Wang Xian sighed seriously.
Bao Chenggeng almost vomited a mouthful of blood. He pointed at Wang Xian and said "you, you, you" for a long time, but he didn't tell you the whole story.
Wang Xian became more calm and raised his chin: "What's wrong? I'm not a professional in the world. Isn't that normal?"
"..." Bao Cheng was speechless, and after a while he said: "Well, then quickly find a way to get out. Otherwise, if you walk like this all night, you will die or be disabled."
Wang Xian nodded: "We have to catch a water bandit and ask."
Bao Cheng was stunned for a moment: "Catch him, water bandit, and ask?" He touched Wang Xian's forehead: "Are you okay?"
Wang Xian slapped Bao Cheng's paw down and said seriously: "How about you undo this lamp array?"
Bao Cheng said awkwardly: "Then, let's catch a water bandit and ask."
The two people looked at each other and jumped into the holly bushes beside the road, intending to wait for the water bandits.
The faint clouds are changing in the dark blue sky, and the night is getting darker and darker.
Bao Cheng covered his mouth and let out a muffled sneeze, shivering all over from the cold: "Brother Wang, here, no one is coming here." He breathed and rubbed his hands: "Here, it's quite hot during the day, why is it so hot at night? chilly."
Wang Xian also rubbed his hands and said, "Yeah, it's really strange. It's been half an hour and no one has come. Where have all these water bandits gone?"
While he was talking, a sneaky figure appeared from the end of the road. He bent down and dug up the thorn bushes beside the road to bury something in the soil.
Bao Cheng poked Wang Xian with his elbow and lowered his voice: "Hey, someone is here."
Wang Xian frowned slightly: "What did he bury in the soil?"
Bao Cheng said excitedly: "It doesn't matter what he buried, we'll find out if we catch him."
Wang Xian nodded in agreement, took a deep breath, and stared at the figure slowly approaching with his eyes widened.
The man bent down, took out a bamboo tube from the bag on his back, and buried it in the excavated soil. As soon as he stood up, he was startled by a strong wind blowing behind him.
He turned around strangely, and smoothly pulled out the soft sword wrapped around his waist, raising the sword's edge upwards.
With a "clang" sound, the slightly curved blade struck the sword heavily, splashing
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Dots of bright sparks appeared, and then they were bounced away.
The man squinted at Wang Xian, who was holding a saber in both hands, and his face darkened: "You are not from Qingyun Village."
Wang Xian looked at the soft sword in the man's hand casually and said calmly: "You are not from Qingyun Village either."
The tip of the sword swayed slightly, and the cold light forced people to close their eyes. The man said coldly: "Since you are not from Qingyun Village, then get out of the way."
Wang Xian turned his head and looked at the place where the man buried things just now, and asked without giving an inch, "What did you bury in the soil just now?"
"This is none of your business." The man's fierceness increased, and the tip of the sword was pointed directly at Wang Xian's neck.
The sabers in Wang Xian's hands crossed together, making a clanking sound, and he sneered: "Then you have to ask if my saber will answer."
As soon as he finished speaking, he flew up preemptively and slashed at the man with two swords that looked like cold stars.
The man calmly jumped sideways to avoid the sharp edge, and jumped into the air. The soft sword pulled out a cold sword flower. The sound of the sword was loud, and the sword energy was like a long dragon entering the sea, stirring in the shadow of the sword. Inside, the sword light that was being stirred was scattered in pieces, like a mud cow entering the sea, dissipating without a trace.
After missing a hit, Wang Xian took two steps back with the knife in hand. The tip of the knife hit the ground heavily before he steadied himself. A sweet smell surged in his throat. He swallowed it quickly, his face turned pale. .
He turned his head slightly and saw the pile of new soil that the man had just dug.
He made a flash of his body and slashed at the man with his knife. When the man raised his sword to meet him, he stepped back, turned around and rushed to the pile of new soil.
The man noticed Wang Xian's intention and flew forward with his sword to stop him, but it was already a little too late.
The tip of the knife picked up the thin layer of soil, revealing the bamboo tube just buried.
His eyes narrowed severely and his expression changed drastically.
Bao Cheng also rushed over and looked at Wang Xian in fear.
Seeing that his secret was revealed, the man calmed down, took a step back, held his soft sword in front of him, and sighed with regret: "Originally, I wanted to spare your lives, but you didn't want to, and you can't blame me. "
Wang Xian heard the strong murderous intent in the man's words, crossed his swords, took a defensive posture, and shouted to Bao Cheng: "Mr. Bao, hurry up, leave quickly, leave quickly."
Bao Cheng said "Ah" and saw the murderous intent in the man's eyes getting stronger and stronger. He didn't have time to think about anything and ran behind Wang Xian.
Just two steps away, he heard the ferocious sound of swords. He turned his head and glanced, only to see that the man was motionless, but the soft sword split into three sword lights, crisscrossing and stabbing Wang Xian. .
The two swords in Wang Xian's hands cut out afterimages, but they were just trying to save themselves, and could not get out for a while.
Realizing that Bao Cheng had stopped, Wang Xian looked back with sweat on his face and shouted: "What are you looking at? Why don't you run quickly."
The man just watched Bao Cheng run away without any intention of chasing him. He seemed sure that Wang Xian couldn't stop him for long, and Bao Cheng couldn't run very far, or at all.
An ominous feeling suddenly occurred in Bao Cheng's heart. If things continued like this, Wang Xian would eventually run out of energy sooner or later.
Thinking of this, he ran faster, feeling anxious and panicked in his heart. He knew he should go find reinforcements and report back to Han Changmu, but how could he get out of this weird and unpredictable light array.
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