As the old saying goes, if you look up the mountain and run to death, you will die.
The White Camel Mountain seemed to be not far away, but when I started walking, I realized that after walking for a long time, I still couldn't reach the top of the mountains with the palace, which is the White Camel Mountain.
The further up the mountain, the lower the temperature becomes. Looking at the vast expanse of white snow on the top of the mountain, Yang Guo subconsciously shrank his neck and crossed his arms across his chest.
Liang Qing beside him might have gotten used to it, so he didn't feel too cold. Even in a place with such a large temperature difference, he felt quite used to it.
Along the way, he had been silently observing Yang Guo beside him. Even though he knew that Yang Guo might have a close relationship with Baituo Villa, he still tried his best to leave a good impression on him,&nbp;&nbp;because Bai Tuo Villa My own family is not the only one who has been kidnapped by doctors from Tuoshan Villa.
We all live next to that moody person every day, and we don't know when one day he will be thrown into the snake pit to feed the snakes. In order to survive,&nbp;&nbp;everyone's situation is particularly serious.
You can see the difference between those who have a backer and those who don't. If this young man has a special status in Baituo Mountain, then he will have earned it, Liang Qing secretly thought as he stared at Yang Guo beside him.
Afternoon.
The two finally arrived at the foot of the mountains in the center of White Camel Mountain. Looking at the endless and magnificent palaces and castles on the mountain, Yang Guo's heart surged.
Liang Qing, who was standing next to him, also introduced it appropriately: "Brother Yang, the top is the white hump."
Although the climate here is cold, Yang Guo still feels a little hot after traveling for most of the day.
After loosening the scarf around his neck, Yang Guo took a breath and said, "Mr. Liang, let's keep walking."
"Yeah." Liang Qing naturally wouldn't refute him, even though he was very tired now.
After saying that, the two of them walked up the mountain again.&nbp;&nbp;This time Yang Guo obviously felt that the atmosphere around him was very different.&nbp;&nbp;In short, he couldn't tell what the difference was.
The mountain was still the same mountain, and the trees were all the same, but Yang Guo could faintly feel that the atmosphere of the white hump suddenly had a strong sense of chill.
The back of my neck suddenly felt cold, and I felt like I was being stared at by a venomous snake.
In fact, Yang Guo's intuition was indeed correct. The moment he and Liang Qing entered the White Hump area, they were completely exposed to the sight of all the guards.
After arriving at White Camel Peak, the difficulty of walking on the mountain road began to rise in a straight line. Yang Guo had a better foundation because of his skill, but Liang Qing was in dire straits.
He was out of breath before climbing a few steps. Just when Yang Guo was hesitating whether to take a rest, two masked men in white suddenly appeared on both sides of the mountain road.
The face and head were all wrapped tightly in white cloth, revealing only a pair of cold eyes. Their eyes automatically ignored Liang Qing, who was bent over and breathing heavily at the moment.
Instead, he stared closely at Yang Guo, who had a stunned look on his face and a sword hanging at his waist, and asked coldly: "Who are you?"
After hearing the secret interrogation, Liang Qing did not dare to speak easily, but took a peek to see Yang Guo's reaction.
When Yang Guo saw the two mysterious people suddenly appearing, his expression was panicked at first, and he swallowed nervously, then he cupped his hands and explained to the two of them one after another: "My lord, Yang Guo, this time you came to the White Camel Villa to pay homage to me. Taifu belongs to his old man."
"Master?"
The two looked at each other, neither knowing who the Grand Master this man was talking about was.
One of them continued to ask in a dark voice: "Since you know this is White Camel Villa, you should also know the price of lying to us."
After hearing what this man said, Liang Qing shrank his neck in fear. He couldn't help but think of the people who had their hands and feet cut off and were thrown into the snake pit. Their desperate screams are still vivid in his mind.
When Yang Guo heard this, his eyes were uncertain and he did not dare to look at him, because he learned this news from Peng Lianhu and the others.
And later I discovered that those people were not so-called good people, but a group of cruel and ruthless desperadoes. I don’t know how credible their words were, and I was just a dead horse. Try your luck.
"Ouyang Feng, my grand master is Ouyang Feng." Yang Guo said, looking closely into the eyes of the two of them.
"Um?!!"
Hearing this, the two secret guards looked at each other in surprise. Finally, they took a serious look at Yang Guo, who had a sincere expression in front of them. Their hearts skipped a beat. The person this young man was looking for was actually the village owner?
Both knew the seriousness of the matter, and the two briefly communicated with each other without revealing any trace of their eyes. After that, one of them quietly retreated, and his figure quickly disappeared into the forest.
Staring blankly at the departing figure, Yang Guo felt uneasy in his heart. Liang Qing was not much better. If Yang Guo was really from the villa, then it would be fine. If not, then you can imagine the fate of this young man, and he He might also be implicated. It was better when he didn't meet this group of people at the bottom of the mountain. He didn't think much about it, but now when he really had to take Yang Guo up the mountain, he felt frightened.
At this time, the masked man who was still on the scene looked at Yang Guo in surprise, and his attitude became much more polite unconsciously: "Come with me."
"Um."
After that, the masked man personally led the way for the two of them to take a shortcut up the mountain. Along the way, Yang Guo saw at least a dozen guards, either overt or covert, all staring at his group with cold eyes.
The secret sentry walking in front sounded like he was leading the way, but in reality he was monitoring Yang Guo and preventing him from having any chance of escaping. The secret sentry who had retreated earlier quickly ran towards the mountain peak.
Before they knew the young man's identity, no one dared to make things too difficult for Yang Guo. Even the guards, including the long sword hanging on his waist, pretended not to see him and turned a blind eye. No one dared to turn a blind eye. It was confiscated by him.
In the main hall of Baituo Villa.
Ouyang Feng sat astride the main seat with a golden sword, holding a pile of materials in his hand and pondering something carefully. Beside him were several beauties who were serving him carefully, all of them looked very cautious and did not dare to breathe. , there was only one beauty holding a fruit plate in her hand who would occasionally put a peeled grape into Ouyang Feng's mouth, while the other one was sitting on her knees under Ouyang Feng holding a teacup, not daring to move.
There were two maids standing behind Ouyang Feng, squeezing his shoulders, but neither of them spoke.
A group of cronies were also standing down, looking eagerly at the expressionless Ouyang Feng, waiting for their master to give orders. At this moment, a guard suddenly flashed outside the hall, and it was the secret sentry who left before.
He walked quickly to the main hall, and first glanced carefully at Ouyang Feng, who was sitting in the main seat with a gloomy and uncertain expression. He secretly swallowed, knelt down on one knee, clasped his fists, and reported to Ouyang Feng: "Master, a man has come down the mountain. Young man, he said he is your disciple."
"Huh?" He waved his hand to ward off the maid who wanted to feed the grapes. Ouyang Feng raised his eyes to the nervous guard in front of the palace and asked, "My disciple?"
Hearing this emotionless voice, the guard swallowed frequently and kept staring at his toes. He didn't even have the courage to raise his head and look at Ouyang Feng, "Well, that's what the boy said."
"Hehehehe, hahahahahaha, I actually have a disciple, hahahahaha." Ouyang Feng was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then suddenly laughed nervously, which contained a strong sense of self-deprecation and desolation. He stopped Laughing, Ouyang Feng suddenly said to his subordinates with a cold face: "Bring him up."
"Yes!" The guard took the order and left.
Ouyang Feng first stared at the leaving guards closely, then flicked his wrist and threw the materials in his hands into the arms of the maid beside him. He propped his chin with one palm and stared at the door of the main hall, wondering what he was thinking.
Not long after, Yang Guo and his group finally arrived at the entrance of the villa.
The secret sentry who had left earlier also rushed to his companion and whispered something in his ear. The guard glanced at Yang Guo in surprise, then nodded, walked up to Yang Guo and said coldly: " According to the rules of the village, visitors are not allowed to carry weapons, I'm sorry."
After saying that, he took out the long sword hanging from Yang Guo's waist without any doubt, his attitude was completely different from before.
The guard's obvious attitude also made Liang Qing, who was secretly sizing up everyone on the side, despair. As the person involved, Yang Guo even started to sweat heavily on his forehead.
Handing the sword to the guard at the gate, the masked man led Yang Guo and continued walking in: "Follow me."
"Yes." He raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, and Yang Guo followed behind him with a slightly frivolous pace.
After Liang Qing entered the village gate, he was taken elsewhere, leaving Yang Guo alone following the guards to the main hall.
There is a very long corridor in front of the main hall, and there are two huge pits on both sides of the corridor. As Yang Guo walked in the corridor, he heard hissing sounds coming from the pits on the left and right from time to time. He was curious. Craning his neck to look inside.
Yang Guo's face turned pale with fright at this sight. He stumbled and almost bumped into the guard walking in front. He saw two deep pits filled with hundreds of squirming poisonous snakes, and some people's bodies inside. Among the severed limbs and remains, some people looked more like they had just died. Their faces were as black as ink, their lips were purple and black, and their dilated pupils seemed to still be recounting the horror of death.
Withdrawing his gaze, Yang Guo looked up at the huge main hall in front of him. The majestic and tall door beam looked more like a poisonous snake with a bloody mouth in Yang Guo's eyes at this moment, and he was the prey that was sent to the door.
Due to excessive nervousness and fear, Yang Guo could no longer hear any sounds around him at this time, and could only hear his own heartbeat like a drum.
Finally arriving at the palace gate, the guard signaled Yang Guo to wait at the door for a moment, while he stepped into the palace and respectfully reported to Ouyang Feng: "Master, we have arrived."
"Tell him to come in."
"yes."
After walking out of the hall, the guard glanced meaningfully at the frightened Yang Guo and said, "The owner of the village wants you to come in."
"Ah, ok," the confused Yang Guo followed his words and walked into the main hall.
Two rows of guards with gloomy eyes stood beside him, all of them looked at the young man with pity. Some even licked their lips and stared at Yang Guo with evil intentions, their eyes seemed to be... Like a little lamb wandering into a herd of tigers, everyone unabashedly unleashed endless malice on Yang Guo.
This made the young Yang Guo even more nervous and frightened. He couldn't help but secretly think of the days when he was studying in Chongyang Palace. The kind of petty bullying from fellow disciples simply couldn't be brought to the forefront here. After all, at this moment, there were a lot of people who were dying tragically. The remains of the corpses were placed in the deep pit outside. No matter how much bullying and bullying the fellow disciples in the Chongyang Palace caused, people would not die, but people were really killed here. The scene of hell on earth outside was still vivid in my mind. , there is no room for Yang Guo not to be afraid or panic.
Looking at the tall figure sitting on the throne, Yang Guo knelt down with a plop: "Disciple Yang Guo, pay your respects to the Grand Master!"
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