Everyone fell down and Huzi said: "Shopkeeper Wang Bin, where is the person we want."/p
The fat shopkeeper smiled and nodded, and replied: "I brought him here early in the morning." Then he clapped his hands, and a group of people walked out from behind the rocks. This group of people walked to and stopped behind the fat shopkeeper, and separated in a few breaths. An old man wearing a felt hat and gray cloth clothes came out, about fifty to sixty-six years old, with three or four dried gourds tied around his waist. /p
The fat shopkeeper said: "This is the person you want." Then he gestured towards the old man and took three or four steps back. /p
The clansmen of Zhu Rong's son surrounded the surroundings, while the Guatan clan's people stood on the outside. They were beaten to pieces, and only a few remaining forces were left. They were led by Tan Changming. They stopped taking action. If Zhu Rong's son did not move, they would not If you want to move, you only need to intervene when the clan members of Zhu Rong's son want to leave. /p
Huzi hurriedly walked up to the old man and bowed: "Old man, you are from Huzhou."/p
The old man seemed to be more afraid of things and nodded timidly. /p
Huzi then asked: "But what about Huzhou, which has ten major sects?"/p
The old man shook his head, and Huzi's heart suddenly became filled with gloom, and then he started to get angry. I just heard the old man continue to say: "That was before, and the subsequent war changed the power of the sect. I am an ordinary citizen. I can't find out the news about the sect. I only heard that Chi Miao Feng, Bai Lian Weapon Dao are all The entire sect was massacred, and later, I heard that Chimiao Peak was rebuilt somewhere."/p
Huzi was overjoyed when he heard this. He turned around and shouted to Muziyun: "He's from his hometown!"/p
Mu Ziyun slowly stepped forward and asked, "Where are you from in Huzhou?"/p
The old man replied: "Qingshan Mountain area, Shicheng Kuang people."/p
"Shicheng Kuang!" Huzi laughed and said, "It's just north of our Tai'er Village. Fellow fellow, the two of us are from Tai'er Village and are also disciples of Qingshan Mountain. I am Du Hu, the previous head of the Qingshan Mountain Sect. This is Mu Ziyun, the quasi-head of the Qingfeng Mountain Yumen Sect.”/p
Mu Ziyun waved his hand and said sadly: "It's a disciple." But he kept thinking about the bell in his heart, and he didn't know where the girl was taken by the devil tiger. /p
The old man was obviously very excited. He grasped Huzi's hands tightly and said tremblingly: "Fellow, we are fellow villagers."/p
Huzi quickly asked: "Fellow, we left Huzhou early, and we don't know what happened after that. Please tell us quickly what disaster happened in Huzhou."/p
The old man suddenly shuddered, as if remembering the tragic situation in his hometown, he said sadly: "It was the disaster caused by the Tiannunu Cemetery on the Yuanjiang Trail. It was like a plague. All the sects took action, but still We can't stop the spread of the plague. People are dying in droves. In less than two days, there will be no living creatures in a village."/p
"Where is Tai'er Village!" Mu Ziyun asked anxiously: "Has anything happened to my village?"/p
The old man sighed and said: "Not to mention the Qingshan Mountain area, there is no good land in Huzhou. Although Tai'er Village is close to Shicheng Kuang, I had never visited it at that time, and I think I suffered some setbacks. ”/p
Huzi sighed and said: "Is there no one who can deal with the plague? Where is Tianhe Gate? Mu Ziyun and I have been traveling for a long time and have met many heroes, but no force has ever been able to match the level of medicine. Huzhou Tianhe Gate."/p
"That's right." The old man nodded bitterly and said, "I heard a Qingfeng Mountain disciple who fled said that Tianhemen and Linlu Peak jointly found a way to deal with the plague, but it takes a huge amount of resources to treat the patients. , unless the core figures of each sect cannot afford it, hey, ordinary people like us have no chance to enjoy it, so we have to flee to the sea."/p
Mu Ziyun said bitterly: "I don't know how my parents are doing."/p
Hu Zi bitterly replied: "Ji people have their own destiny. Our parents are honest people and treat people well. Nothing will happen to them."/p
The old man paused for a while and then asked: "Did you just say that you are from Qingshan Mountain?"/p
"Oh, fellow, I am Du Hu, the head of the Qingshan Mountain Sect, and this is Yumen Muziyun." After Huzi finished speaking, seeing what the fellow was thinking, he asked again: "Fellow, have you heard about it? Us?"/p
"I've never heard of Du Hu's name, but I think I've heard of the name Mu Ziyun. At that time, it was even spread throughout the village, saying that a monster appeared in our Qingshan Mountain, called Mu Ziyun, and it was very powerful." The old man said to Mu Ziyun looked at it, but couldn't tell whether it was true or false. /p
Huzi replied: "It's him."/p
The old man breathed a sigh of relief, frowned slightly, and said, "Did you even escape?"/p
Huzi replied: "We went to sea long ago and did not catch up with the plague."/p
"I see, go on well, otherwise you will inevitably suffer."/p
Mu Ziyun asked anxiously: "Is Qingfeng Mountain okay? I have two masters. One is Li Ziwen, the head of the Yu Clan, and the other is Yang Qing, the elder of Qingfeng Mountain."/p
"Master Li," the old man was startled for a moment, and lamented: "Mr. Li passed away at the beginning of the plague."/p
The two were very shocked when they heard this. Mu Ziyun's eyes widened and his mouth opened and closed speechlessly. After a long time, he hesitated and said: "How is it possible? My master's nickname is 'Li Wudi'. Although he is old, But his body is absolutely strong, and it’s just a plague." Mu Ziyun couldn't believe that Li Ziwen would die, and shook his head involuntarily, "By the way, even if Tianhe Sect's method requires a lot of resources, a sect leader can always afford it, why? My master can still do it”/p
The old man replied: "There was no cure at that time, and Mr. Li didn't come through. Alas, Mr. Li had been kind to the people in the domain for many years. When they heard that he passed away, everyone cried for several days."/p
Mu Ziyun was confused. He had just experienced the death of Ling Dang. Although he comforted himself that "Ling Dang is not dead", at this moment he was told that the master was dead. It was Huzhou Li Wudi. Although he was older, Mu Ziyun never He never thought that his old man would leave so soon. He couldn't help but feel heartbroken, and with a plop, he knelt down facing south. /p
After holding it in for a long time, his face turned red, and the bitterness in his heart overflowed. He wailed: "Master!" He grabbed his head and knocked on the ground, causing his forehead to bleed. He stood up and shouted again: "My apprentice is unfilial. When I say goodbye, you see me off." The half of his jade pendant was also burned by the disciple. The disciple was wrong. The disciple should not have left Huzhou and abandoned the sect. The disciple "disciple, disciple" leaned down and was speechless. /p
Huzi sighed, patted Mu Ziyun on the shoulder, and said to the sky: "It's easy for Master Li to leave. Please rest assured that Mu Ziyun and I will return to Qingshan Mountain immediately. No matter how heavy the sect's burden will be, we and I will People swear to carry it up.”/p
Kite and others also understood what happened, and they couldn't say much. They all sighed. Du Xiaoyue's family was ruined, so she didn't care whether there was a plague in Huzhou. She didn't speak for a long time, and her mind was still stuck in In Wen Yinshan's words to describe her - it's useless to be a corpse. If a person is incompetent, just turn her into the earth. She was grateful to Fang Tianmu for saving her, but she didn't want to be saved forever. /p
After half a stick of incense, Chief Li Sheng said angrily: "Okay, let go of our confinement, we have to rush back to Hengshan immediately!"/p
Mu Ziyun knelt on the ground and said softly: "Let's go." Then he released all the mortal fires he controlled. After recovering their strength, the "Son of Zhu Rong" clan members quickly rushed away from the corpse puppet of the Guantan clan. For the defense line, let the elders Li Yuanming and Zhi Qier lead a group of people to continue to resist the Guatan tribe, while the rest of the people, led by Li Sheng, ran towards Hengshan Mountain. /p
Mu Ziyun stood up, looked pale, nodded to the old man, and said, "Thank you, fellow, for bringing us the news. Please take us home."/p
"Home?" The old man was startled for a moment, and suddenly felt a burst of air conditioning behind his back. He hesitated: "Oh, yes, I can take you home."/p
The fat shopkeeper's face turned grim for a moment, then returned to normal, but this change was observed by Fang Tianmu. /p
The old man took out a gourd from his waist at an inappropriate time. After opening the lid, the aroma of wine wafted out. After Huzi smelled it, he said excitedly: "This is the millet wine from our hometown."/p
"Exactly." The old man took a sip from his mouth and handed it to Huzi's hand. Huzi took one gulp and suddenly felt refreshed. He shouted: "It's that taste, or the delicious wine from my hometown. Muziyun, come on." Take a sip."/p
Mu Ziyun weakly took the gourd and took a sip. His originally dead heart was aroused by the taste of the wine, and he couldn't help but take another big gulp. /p
The old man walked up to Fang Tianmu and the others, took off the gourd and said, "You are also from Huzhou, right? Come on, come and try our wine."/p
Kite did not refuse, took the gourd and said: "Thank you, we are not from Huzhou."/p
"That's okay, I'm all happy today, drink it quickly." The old man looked at the kite and said. /p
Kite hesitated for a while, then had no choice but to open the lid, take a sip of the wine, and replied: "It tastes good, but a little spicy."/p
The old man looked at Fang Tianmu again, but was so startled by Fang Tianmu's cold gaze that he stopped laughing. He lowered his eyebrows and took a few steps back. When he looked at Xiang Xiang again, he felt even more frightened. After letting out an embarrassed chuckle, he turned back. Go, and when you look back, you meet the fat shopkeeper's eyes. The fat shopkeeper half-squinted his eyes calmly. The old man quickly lowered his head and ran back, hiding behind the fat shopkeeper. /p
Huzi, who was really tasting the wine, said suspiciously: "Huh? Fellow, why are you standing there? Come here quickly. From now on, you don't have to follow noble Wang Bin anymore. Follow us. Let's go home together."/p
Mu Ziyun looked at the expression on the fellow villager's face, and then on the face of the fat shopkeeper, and suddenly realized something was not good, he shouted: "No!" He quickly threw the gourd in his hand, and beat the gourd in the hands of Huzi and Kite. Lose. /p
Mu Ziyun glared at the old man and asked, "Aren't you from Huzhou?"/p
The fat shopkeeper laughed and said: "I am a businessman, and I pay attention to integrity. The goods I bring out are of course genuine. Of course he is from Huzhou, and everything he said just now is true."/p
"What do you mean, this wine must be poisonous." Mu Ziyun felt regretful, he was too careless, but the wine was already in his stomach, and it was too late to know whether it was poisonous or not. /p
"It is indeed poisonous, extremely poisonous." The fat shopkeeper said bluntly. /p
Kite sighed three or four times in a row. When the fat shopkeeper saw it, he said: "Girl, it's useless. The poison of this wine is not in the water, but in the air. As long as you smell the aroma of this wine, you will definitely be poisoned."/p
"You smelled it too, didn't you?" Mu Ziyun said coldly. /p
"Indeed, but I haven't finished saying that the poison of alcohol is not fatal. I need a term that I can pronounce to kill certain people."/p
"Why! Businessman!" Huzi said fiercely. /p
"There is no business without treachery. Do you understand this truth only today?"/p
"I asked you why!" Huzi said angrily: "We have done everything you asked us to do!"/p
"Oh, I can't help it. I don't worry about you being alive. I'm sorry for being timid." After saying that, he recited the terms. At the same time, the bodies of Huzi, Muziyun, and Kite glowed green together. /p
"It's energy!" Mu Ziyun shouted, "No wonder."/p
Fang Tianmu gently raised his hand and swallowed up all the evil energy in the three people's bodies in the blink of an eye, and the scene became calm again. /p
Mu Ziyun snorted coldly and said, "Is that all you have?"/p
The fat shopkeeper clapped his hands and applauded, and then said: "I just told a lie. In fact, it is not the smell of alcohol that is poisonous, but the alcohol. When alcohol enters the stomach, it has no energy. After I pronounce the term, energy will be generated, and the energy will To maximize the toxins, I guessed that Fang Shaoxia would not be interested in drinking, so I came up with this plan. After you absorb the energy, you cannot digest the toxins contained in the energy, so Fang Shaoxia is the most poisoned."/p
"What!" Mu Ziyun looked back at Fang Tianmu. Fang Tianmu had a cold face and black blood slowly flowed from the corner of his mouth. /p
When Mu Ziyun became angry, he suddenly became breathless and his heart beat so hard that even Huzi and Kite swayed. The fat shopkeeper saw this and said with a smile: "The poison in the drink is enough."/p
"Why!" Mu Ziyun said bitterly. /p
The fat shopkeeper was about to reply, but Mu Ziyun was waiting for the old man to ask angrily: "Since you are from Huzhou, why are you helping them!"/p
The old man's voice trembled, he didn't dare to raise his head, and whispered: "I escaped with my daughter. My daughter is in their hands, so I have to obey. I came here early in the morning, before the sea changed. Come back." I don’t even know the way home.”/p
Huzi dug his hands into the soil, the veins on his arms were exposed, and his face turned blue. /p
The fat shopkeeper scratched his chin and said, "Oh, your daughter has been played to death a long time ago. Do you want to see her?"/p
The old man suddenly raised his head and stood there like a stone sculpture. /p
The fat shopkeeper turned around and cut open the old man's neck. The man was bleeding. The fat shopkeeper wiped his hands and said with a smile: "I just like to kill donkeys. It's so enjoyable every time I play, hahaha!"/p
"Damn it!" Mu Ziyun struggled to stand up, thinking together, wanting to control the "Son of Zhu Rong" tribe to protect them, but unexpectedly, two fire fists hit Mu Ziyun's chest and back at the same time. /p
Mu Ziyun spat out black blood and looked up at Li Qier, who was looking at him coldly. After suddenly realizing it, he shook his shoulders and laughed, saying: "You are actually this woman's plan, Zhiqing!"/ p
