"Let's go."
Yi Xifeng stepped onto the mountain path first, but suddenly, as if he saw something, his eyes suddenly narrowed. Just as he was about to retreat, he felt a strong suction force, pulling him in. in.
Behind him, Zhong Lingxi also followed.
There was silence and darkness, and the sound of plagiarism lapping on the shore could still be heard in the darkness, but in this dark and silent environment, a few candles were still burning.
"Where is this?"
Zhong Lingxi looked at the scene in front of her with great surprise. On the other hand, Yi Xifeng next to her was much calmer.
"It should be that he has entered an illusion." Yi Xifeng murmured. In just these few breaths, he could tell the difference. He had experienced many illusions, and it would not be so strange to encounter another one now. "Let's find a place to stay first."
After that, he led Zhong Lingxi towards one of the lit lights.
All illusions have a formation. Unless the saint personally arranges it or the world is self-made, then finding the formation of the illusion is just a matter of time. The night is so dense, it is better to find a place to rest.
Bang bang——!
"Who is it?" A voice came from inside the old house.
The door of the house opened, and a fisherman in his forties stood at the door with a wary expression. He was slightly startled when he saw a man and a woman in front of him.
These two people were Yi Xifeng and Zhong Lingxi, but they were both strangers. The man was fair and gentle, with a shy and kind smile; the woman was wearing a plain robe, with black hair hanging vertically around her waist, and her eyes were as bright as stars.
Seeing these two handsome and unattractive faces, the fisherman's eyes relaxed a little.
Seeing this, Yi Xifeng secretly thought that good looks are universal no matter where he is. Perhaps strength is the basis for respect, but good looks are a standard pass.
"I'm sorry, old man." Zhong Lingxi bowed slightly and said apologetically, "We were walking here when we encountered a sea breeze and got separated from our companions. We lost our way and came to this village... It's getting so late now. Do you think you can make it easier for the two of us to settle down?"
After Zhong Lingxi finished speaking, the fisherman looked at him suspiciously, then looked at Yi Xifeng aside, and looked him up and down a little more. A moment later, a gust of sea breeze blew by, and Zhong Lingxi took advantage of the situation to cross his arms and shiver.
Seeing this, most of the vigilance in the fisherman's eyes faded. The two people in front of him didn't look like bad people. After hesitating for a moment, he nodded lightly. "Come in, but you can only stay one night. You have to leave tomorrow morning."
After saying that, he turned around and retreated step by step into the house, leaving the door open for Yi Xifeng and Zhong Lingxi. After the two people outside the door looked at each other, a smile appeared on their lips at the same time, and they stepped into the house.
The fisherman's house is very simple. There is only a round table and a few square stools in the hall outside, but it looks very sturdy. The walls on all sides are covered with densely packed fishing tools. As soon as you walk in, you feel a light... The fishy smell of the sea hit my face.
Then he pointed to an empty room and said, "Let's stay there first. It's my son's room, but he hasn't been back for a long time, so I'll make do with the dust."
After saying that, he walked out, leaving only the two people in the room.
inside the house.
Zhong Lingxi glanced at the furnishings in the room with her peripheral vision, and then seemed to see something, so she quickly pulled Yi Xifeng with her.
On the gray-brown wall in between, there are several paintings hanging. The canvas has long been yellowed, and the paintings are realistic figures. The background behind the figure is right next to this fishing village. On a small and broken hull, a middle-aged man is carrying a little boy of seven or eight years old. The little boy is also carrying several big fish in his hands. Smiling happily.
"Do you feel that the person in this painting is very familiar?" Zhong Lingxi paused and continued, "Does it look like the old man outside when he was young?"
"So his son should be as old as us now?"
Yi Xifeng didn't see anything from the painting, but the uneasiness in his heart kept knocking on his heart. After comforting Zhong Lingxi, he found an excuse to go out and climb to the roof, looking around.
He always felt that this village was very strange.
Several figures flickered and disappeared on the roof.
Roots of thatch fell from the roof and landed on Zhong Lingxi's head. She stretched out her hand to take out the thatch and looked at it, then looked at the roof, with a hint of surprise in her eyes.
This house is only built with wooden beams...
As if he had discovered something, he ran out of the hall again and looked at the furnishings here.
"really……"
………………
Bang bang——!
"Who?"
A fisherman opened the door and suddenly froze when he saw the three people standing outside.
All three were wearing black robes. One has a ferocious scar on his face, but he is grinning; one is tall, expressionless, and indifferent, and does not look like a good person at first glance; and the last one looks like a normal person, shaking his hand. Lu Fan looked at him with squinted eyes.
"We three brothers are passing through here, can we stay overnight..."
Zhang Tao shook the feather fan in his hand, then cleared his throat, and muttered something, but before he could finish speaking, he heard a dull bang, a little bit of dust falling, the door was closed again, and then there was a crisp door bolt. Resist the sound behind the door.
The smile on Zhang Tao's face was frozen in the thick night.
The three Zhang family brothers looked at each other...
"What house are these?" Zhang Miao leaned in front of the door, took a deep breath, and said melancholy. "If it doesn't work, I'll just go in and tie them up!"
As soon as he finished speaking, there was another heartache.
Zhang Miao looked at the man who hit him in front of him, his eyes burning with anger, the muscles on his body bulging, and the blood all over his body vibrating. The aura of the Windbreaker was immediately revealed: "Zhang Fu, don't go too far!"
"Do you have anything else in your head besides fighting and killing? Can you use your brain? We are here to get the blood jade, not to cause trouble!" Zhang Fu was not to be outdone, and continued to fight against Zhang Miao's momentum. forward.
During the confrontation between the two, two crisp slaps resounded through the night.
"Instead of fighting among ourselves, we should think of a way. We must know how to make use of our strengths and avoid our weaknesses."
"What's the use of strengths and avoidance of weaknesses?"
"Although our Zhang family is not rich, for this fishing village, we are enough to be the tycoons here. If we give a lot of gold and silver, is there anyone who won't be tempted?"
Having said this, Zhang Tao slowly took out the banknotes from his arms. The two of them took a closer look and saw that they were a hundred taels of banknotes!
Zhang Miao and Zhang Fu's eyes shimmered.
I saw Zhang Tao stuffing the banknote in his hand into the crack of the door and shouting loudly: "Fellow fellow, you stay with us and we will give you money, how about a hundred taels a night!" (End of Chapter)
