Chapter 9: Meng Yuan Huo Du
evening.
The setting sun is like blood, and the full moon looms.
Yang Guo slowly opened his eyes, breathed out a foul breath, and stopped practicing.
Since the incident last time, Yang Guo changed a hotel overnight.
Lived like this for several days.
Several times I wanted to go straight up the mountain, but just as soon as my front foot went out, I put it back again.
Without him, Yang Guo couldn't find a reason to enter the ancient tomb.
Looking through the window at the majestic green hill under the red sun, Yang Guo smiled without any worries.
"Forget it, don't worry, let's go with the fate, go out for a stroll first, today is also quite lively."
Looking at the bronze mirror, Yang Guo tidied up his plain face, and went out with the money.
On the way from Jiaxing to Zhongnanshan, because the gang of beggars kept looking for Yang Guo, he basically didn't eat or sleep well.
This has stabilized recently, and Yang Guo naturally wants to experience life here.
"Come and take a look, Wowotou, one penny~"
"Stir-fried chestnuts, freshly-fried fried chestnuts~"
"Selling sesame seed cakes, freshly baked sesame seed cakes~"
"Selling candied haws, not sweet, no money, selling..."
Walking on the bustling street, listening to the cries of hawkers one after another, Yang Guo had a smile in his eyes, and caught up with the vendors who just walked past.
"Sister, give me some skewers to try."
"Hey, I'm still a big sister, so don't make fun of my aunt, Mr. Xiaolang."
The middle-aged woman with some white temples smiled and took out two bunches of candied haws, "Young man is so beautiful, I'll give you this bunch, and I'll just take care of my auntie's business next time."
Yang Guo was slightly taken aback, and smiled like a spring breeze, "Then thank you, sister."
After paying the copper coins, he put a bunch of candied haws wrapped in oiled paper into his bosom, chewing the sweet and sour in his mouth, and continued to walk, feeling very comfortable.
After strolling to the street for the second time, the interest gradually dissipated, and Yang Guo was about to go back to the inn, when another jade plaque appeared in front of him.
[There will be fog on Zhongnan Mountain tonight. ]
[Gusu Murong Fu's research on family martial arts has gradually deepened, and he has reached the point of proficiency. ]
[Huo Dou has decided to take people into the ancient tomb of Zhongnan Mountain. ]
[Yun Zhonghe, one of the four villains, came to the small town at the foot of Zhongnan Mountain. ]
[Grandma Sun of the Ancient Tomb Sect who went down the mountain to buy vegetables is preparing to return to the ancient tomb. ]
[With his family background, Lu Sanjin has already opened a third Ping An Bank in Kaifeng Mansion, and his business is booming and his wealth is bountiful. ]
[Looking at the full moon outside the window, Ding Dian misses Ling Shuanghua, and has no intention of practicing kung fu today. ]
[Emperor Yuan realized that his time limit was approaching, so he sent his master Basiba to go to sea to find Tianzhou, in order to find the way of longevity. ]
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Following the appearance of a series of small characters, there was no smile on Yang Guo's face.
Standing on the bustling street, looking up at the majestic Zhongnan Mountain ahead, Yang Guo was silent for a while, then turned his steps and chose to go up the mountain.
He wanted to notify in advance, and... to see if he could see the white shadow.
At night, the moonlight is like water, falling on the skin slightly cool.
Yang Guo walked on the mountain path, his pace was not fast but steady.
All the way to the fork in the mountainside, Yang Guo stopped, and after careful identification, he found a rugged mountain road that was deserted and overgrown with weeds.
After about half an hour.
Yang Guo looked at the layers of buildings in the distance, and frowned.
'Am I in the wrong place? It doesn't make sense. '
Thinking in his heart, Yang Guo turned around and walked back, when he was thinking, a cold cry sounded.
"That kid in front, stop."
Yang Guo raised his head, and saw a huge group of people in front of him, the leader was dressed in brocade robes, holding a folding fan, dressed as a nobleman, about thirty years old, with a look of arrogance on his face.
When Yang Guo saw them, he ran into the forest.
"Quick! Catch him, don't let him disturb those Taoist priests of Quanzhen Sect."
As the words fell, Yang Guo felt a gust of evil wind coming from behind after only three or five breaths.
Yang Guo was extremely decisive, he flicked his sleeves and swiped the Yuchang Sword towards his back.
Clang——
Seeing the hole in his iron fan, Huo Dou was slightly surprised, then smiled dismissively.
"Overreaching."
After saying that, the iron bone fan fluttered and stabbed at Yang Guo's eyes, creating an invisible wave of air.
Yang Guo felt chills in his heart, he lowered his head, barely dodged it, and slapped Huo Dou's chest with his left palm.
bang——
Huo Dou moved his internal energy to protect his body in advance, his body remained still, and the iron bone fan swayed in his hand, maintaining his aristocratic demeanor.
"Boy, it seems that you still don't know the difference between you and Xiao Wang."
Hum——
A burst of energy charged, Yang Guo flew upside down in an instant, crashing into several broken trees.
Ignoring the pain in his body, Yang Guo patted his clothes and stood up again, his eyes were cold.
"Hey boy, as long as you tell Xiao Wang where the tomb of the living dead in Zhongnan Mountain is, Xiao Wang will spare your life and give you money."
Looking at the group of Mongolian warriors surrounding him,
As a heretical person, Yang Guo knew in his heart that no matter how tough he was, he was probably going to die.
His thoughts turned, his eyes were slightly cold, and he said with a smile: "What is the prince talking about, it is natural to lead the way."
Huo Dou nodded in satisfaction, and said calmly: "In this case, in order to express your sincerity, why don't you put down the sword in your hand first?"
Seeing the group of warriors approaching together as the voice fell, UU reading www.uukanshu.com was stronger than others, Yang Guo pursed his lips, decided to show his weakness, and casually threw the Yuchang Sword on the ground.
Huo Dou smiled even wider, and asked someone to pick up the Fish Intestine Sword, and walked to Yang Guo's side.
"That's right, lead the way, don't worry, Xiao Wang won't treat you badly afterwards."
Although Yang Guo didn't believe a single word, he still showed a grateful expression, but just as he turned around, Huo Dou's eyes turned cold, with a playfulness, the iron bone fan in his palm dropped violently.
Click——
Yang Guo only felt a sharp pain in his arm, but it was broken, suppressing his anger, he asked slowly, "My lord, what does this mean?"
"Oh, you said just now, Xiao Wang just wanted to see if your bones were hard. Now it seems...it's not very hard."
Yang Guo lowered his head, hiding the anger on his face.
"Come here, tie up this kid and let him lead the way. If he dares to run away, chop him up and feed him to the mountain wolf."
In the mountains.
Yang Guo was tied tightly, and the two Mongolian warriors stared at him from left to right.
The night was getting darker, and at some point a thin mist had risen from the mountain.
"Hey kid, do you know, it's been more than an hour, I think you don't want your legs anymore, right? If you dare to take Xiao Wang around on the mountain again, Xiao Wang will destroy you, believe it or not. "
As time passed, Huo Dou's patience gradually dissipated, and he bluntly threatened.
The bursts of pain from both arms made Yang Guo's brows twine in pain, but he still smiled and said: "Don't worry, my lord, it's not far away, we'll be there soon."
Looking at the smiling Yang Guo, all the warriors felt chills in their hearts, Huo Dou's face was even more gloomy, and he thought to himself: This Song man can't stay.
Yang Guo saw everyone's expressions, his eyes did not fluctuate, and continued to lead the way.