Outside the Ghost Fire Villa, the university was still busy. Feng Yanlang and Fang Lingyan looked at each other sweetly, plunged into the heavy snow, and trudged up the mountain.
Wen Dezong smiled secretly, greeted everyone, said goodbye to Lin San and others, and plunged into the heavy snow wearing a bamboo hat and raincoat.
Zhou Huanyang did not leave with Wen Dezong. He was even a little puzzled by Wen Dezong's hurried departure from Ghost Fire Manor. In such weather, can he find any useful clues when going out? It's better to stay here and maybe find something among those who avoid the snow. Although Lin San, especially Tang Sai'er, is not very welcoming to him, they, especially Lin San, are not embarrassed to openly say that the Ghost Fire Manor is their secret lair. You must know that the White Lotus Sect is here This dynasty is one of the prohibited associations. In this way, everyone is also using the land to rest, and no one can force others to leave.
Zhou Huanyang's guess was correct. No matter how much Tang Sai'er disliked people from Gen Yue League, she couldn't tell Zhou Huanyang to leave. She just said angrily to Lin San: "Humph, none of you are good. The girl doesn't bother to stay with you, I'm going to find my brother Feng, that head Wen must have no good intentions." After saying that, he ignored Lin San's obstruction and left the door.
Tang Sai'er's words aroused Zhou Huanyang's alarm. Could it be that Wen Dezong had other plans for following him out? If he said that, he shouldn't stay here anymore. Thinking of this, Zhou Huanyang shuddered, suddenly changed his mind, took two followers, said goodbye to Lin San, and left the Ghost Fire Manor.
Lin San paced around the room, finally worried about Tang Sai'er's safety. After a few words of explanation, he left everyone in the village and plunged into the snow.
After a while, the bustling Ghost Fire Village became quiet again, leaving only a series of hurried footprints outside the village. Some of these footprints are walking leisurely, some are crooked, some are in a hurry, some are sneaky, and some are exploring step by step.
The sky was getting darker and darker. Feng Yanlang and Fang Lingyan supported each other as they climbed deeper into the mountain and explored the depths of the snow. They also found a way for Wen Dezong and others who were following behind.
Not long after, Feng Yanlang and Fang Lingyan entered a pine forest. Although it was snowing heavily, they could still faintly see a road passing through the forest. There is a canal in the forest. The canal is built along a small hill. A snow bridge crosses the canal and passes through the hill. When it reaches the hill, a corner of the cornice is exposed on the hill. Although it is covered with white snow, it is still beautiful. You can vaguely see what seems to be a temple.
Feng Yanlang stepped on the snow bridge with one foot. It felt quite solid. He thought there should be a stone slab underneath, so he led Fang Lingyan to cross the bridge, cross the ditch, and go up the hill. Sure enough, he saw the road above the hill. A temple appeared on the right, with many towering trees on both sides of the temple.
The two of them felt a little hungry, but fortunately they brought pancakes with them. As long as they made a fire here and warmed them up, they could eat them.
Feng Yanlang entered the mountain temple while discussing with Fang Lingyan. The temple is small, but there is enough space for three people.
When I entered the temple, I saw that the god named "Master Wuchang" was paying tribute inside. I thought about it for a long time, but I didn't know which god it was. It's no wonder that the customs and customs of the two capitals and thirteen provinces in the Ming Dynasty were different. Even in the same place of Huangzhou Prefecture, I am afraid that different counties and cities are also different. Master Wuchang is probably the land god here.
Fang Lingyan took Feng Yanlang and knelt down together, clasped her hands together, closed her eyes and bowed: "The two of us missed our place due to our rush, and wanted to take a short rest here to satisfy our hunger. I have disturbed the god, please forgive me. "
After the service, Feng Yanlang dug some firewood in the snow outside and came in. Then he took out the firewood and lit a bonfire with the remaining paper scraps in the temple. He sat down cross-legged and put the pancakes on the fire to bake. While it was roasting, I picked up a piece of broken tiles, grabbed a handful of snow on top, and put it on the fire to boil. For a moment, the fire lit up the entire Wuchang Laoye Temple, making the two people's faces turn red. Fang Lingyan felt extremely quiet as she watched Feng Yanlang busy. In fact, happiness is not difficult. It is enough to have the people you love by your side and help each other.
Suddenly, the sound of "swish, swish..." came over, and a black line flashed through the white world outside. Feng Yanlang and Fang Lingyan were startled almost at the same time and hid on the walls on both sides of the temple.
I saw a commotion outside, and soon a group of people gathered around, pointing their bows and arrows at the mountain temple.
"Hahaha... Junior brother, look, if you had gone back earlier, maybe this wouldn't have happened, but it's hard for me to handle now!" Wen Dezong walked out of the crowd and smiled arrogantly at the temple. .
"What do you want to do?" Feng Yanlang was not prepared for Wen Dezong's sudden rebellion and sudden attack.
"What do you want to do, what do you think? Don't you see so many arrows waiting for you? Or, you can kill it yourself, saving me the trouble."
"Despicable and shameless." Fang Lingyan said angrily. He knew that Wen Dezong wanted to kill Feng Yanlang.
"It's Senior Sister Fang, you can't say that. Our Junior Brother Feng has no father and no teacher, and has betrayed the sect. I am just cleaning up the family for the alliance leader. How can I say it is shameless?"
Feng Yanlang knew, however, that his father Feng Ji's pretense had already framed him in every possible way. Only when he died could all of Feng Ji's foundations be legitimately inherited by him.
"Stop talking nonsense, just come if you have the guts." Feng Yanlang didn't want to waste words with these people.
"Okay, you asked for this." Wen Dezong smiled sinisterly and ordered his subordinates to stand on both sides. Because the temple was too small, Feng Yanlang and Fang Lingyan were immediately exposed to the enemy's arrows.
Suddenly, four strong men appeared out of nowhere and rushed into the crowd. Among the Songshan disciples of the Wende Sect, they rushed to the tomb and rushed the people surrounding the mountain temple to pieces. Feng Yanlang and Fang Lingyan also took the opportunity to kill.
Wen Dezong came back to his senses, but he didn't know the origins of these four people, so he went into battle himself, cleaned up the remaining soldiers, and continued to confront the six people. The duck that had been cooked could not be let fly away.
Next to the channel, Zhou Huanyang and his two subordinates were extremely happy watching everything on the field. Wen Dezong was conceited and smart, but he didn't know that the mantis stalks the cicada and the oriole is behind him. It would only be perfect if he really killed Feng Yanlang. In this way, if he files a complaint with Feng Ji, Wen Dezong will undoubtedly die. In this situation, he could only blackmail Wen Dezong after returning, but confronting him in front of Feng Ji might not work.
"Zhou Jinqi, what are you hiding here? Why don't you go up and help?" Zhou Huanyang, who was gloating at his misfortune, suddenly heard these words and was shocked. Looking back, he saw a man and a woman walking ten steps away. It was Lin San and Tang Sai'er. .
But these words also reached the ears of the people fighting over there at the same time, especially Wen Dezong. After hearing these words, he was shocked and quickly looked over here, only to realize that what he had done had been exposed in the eyes of others. , and hurriedly called to his subordinates to withdraw.
At this time, the forest remembered the sound of flutes. After hearing the sound of the flute, the four strong men ran towards the forest and disappeared without a trace.
