Yang Yanrong sat down dejectedly, looking at Chen Tuan's corpse that was motionless, and he didn't mention the loss in his heart. I'm afraid he would never know why he came to this place again. This secret will become an eternal one that no one can answer.
Mystery. Once Chen Tuan dies, no one will know his origin except himself and Yuchu and Shangguan Xiangyun in this world.
Yang Yanrong sighed secretly, got up and left.
As soon as he entered Jiushiyan, a scholar who looked like a scholar outside of forty came towards him. He saw his white face, his two black beards fluttering in the wind, his long black hair, and his tall crown scarf on his head
He was wearing a white robe and a jade silhouette hung around his waist, which seemed to be quite out of the world. He bowed to Yang Yanrong and asked with a smile: "Is this Young Master Yang?"
Yang Yanrong was slightly surprised. How did this person know him? Although he felt strange in his heart, he still said, "Yes, it's just right. I wonder what sir has to do?"
The middle-aged scholar smiled and said, "Zhang Han is the disciple of Mr. Xiyi. He is ordered by his mentor to send Mr. Yang down the mountain."
Yang Yanrong was surprised and asked, "I just chatted with Brother Chen and never left. How can he order you? Besides, Brother Chen has already slept to death."
Zhang Han laughed and said, "Young Master Yang, don't be shocked. My teacher just fell asleep and will wake up in three years. When my teacher was chatting with Mr. Yang, he came to me and asked me to send me off after a while.
Young Master Yang’s journey.”
Yang Yanrong was even more surprised. Could it be that Chen Tuan was really a living god? He also knew how to clone his body? Before he could think about it carefully, Zhang Han picked up Yang Yanrong and threw it down the mountain.
Yang Yanrong shouted, my life was over! I could only hear the whistling wind in my ears, and I was so scared that I was so scared that I suddenly opened my eyes.
"Yang Lang, what's wrong with you?" Sang Yuchu helped Yang Yanrong and asked, "I'm sleeping well, but why are I having nightmares again?"
Yang Yanrong was shocked and shouted: "Yuchu, why am I here? Didn't I die just now?"
Sang Yuchu glared at him with a angrily glance and said blamingly: "Just talking nonsense, weren't you so tired that you fell asleep just now? Why did you die again? It must be because of too much fatigue along the way. In another hour, you'll be about to be
When you arrive in Huayin, you can have a good sleep first."
Yang Yanrong turned over and sat up with a loud voice, and cold sweat dripped down his body. Could it be that everything that happened just now was a dream?
"Stop!" Yang Yanrong shouted, and Zhao Hu, who was driving the carriage outside, immediately stopped the horse and asked, "Brother Yang, is there anything wrong?"
Yang Yanrong walked on several steps and shouted loudly: "Fairy Ji, come out for me!"
Fairy Ji, who was meditating quietly in another carriage, opened her eyes and shook her head. She didn't know what this guy was going to do again. She slowly walked out of the carriage and asked, "Brother Rong, are you looking for me?"
"Do you have a senior brother named Zhang Han? He is about forty years old..." Yang Yanrong told Zhang Han and Chen Tuan whom he had just seen in his dream.
Fairy Ji exclaimed: "Brother Rong, how did you know? They are my master and senior brother. Over the years, they have never gone to Mount Hua, and there are very few people who know them."
Yuchu and Ke'er looked at each other. Yang Lang had never been to Huashan, nor had Chen Tuan and Zhang Han. How did he know so much? Now, not only them, but also Zhao
Hu and his group also surrounded him.
Yang Yanrong told me one by one what he saw in his dream just now. Of course, he hid the stanza of Ke'er and Fairy Ji's martial arts competition and did not say it. Finally, he said: "If this is true, then this time I go to Huashan.
We must have returned empty-handed, let's go back."
Fairy Ji suddenly smiled and said, "Brother Rong is right. My master has endless magic. Finding someone to send a dream is just a trick. Since your mentor asks you to find him three years later, there must be something.
His reason.”
Yang Yanrong nodded, looked at the direction of Huashan, and his heart was ups and downs. What he saw in his dream just now was clearly imprinted in his mind like a movie. He also knew that these were all real things.
Brother Chen Tuan was even more impressed by his ability.
"Yang Lang, then will we still go to Huayin?" Yu Chu asked. Seeing that Yang Lang was still in a daze, he asked again.
"Oh, what?" Yang Yanrong turned around, smiled awkwardly, and said, "I'm sorry, I'm distracted just now!"
Sang Yuchu smiled sweetly and said, "I understand, this matter is too mysterious. Even if I encounter this, I am afraid it will be the same as you. I just asked you if you want to go to Huayin."
Yang Yanrong remembered what Chen Tuan said just now, and Keer was afraid of being in danger of life in the near future, so he couldn't help but feel anxious. After thinking about it, he said, "Let's go to Huayin and stay for a while before talking about it."
Although Yu Chu found it strange, she just nodded. She knew that Yang Lang had his own reasons for doing this.
Yang Yanrong’s favorite thing is Yu Chu’s unconditional trust in himself. Even if he sometimes gets angry, it’s just because of a woman’s personality.
Yang Yanrong summoned everyone to his side and whispered: "The road may not be peaceful in a while. Everyone must be careful and be prepared for it at any time. I am worried that the people coming this time will definitely come out."
Everyone was confused. What does this mean? Could it be that you still have the idea of knowing it beforehand? Only Fairy Ji nodded in a vague way. Maybe it was because of his mentor, who said something to Brother Rong?
This made him so careful.
Yang Yanrong didn't explain, urging everyone to return to the carriage, and to hold swords and other things in his hands at any time. Those stadiumers also had to bow and arrow to prevent accidents.
In this way, the group arrived in Huayin City with full vigilance, and no accident happened. They couldn't help but feel funny about Yang Yanrong's previous speculation.
Looking at Yang Yanrong's solemn expression, Sang Yuchu and Zhang Keer couldn't help but feel a tense atmosphere. Yang Yanrong never did targetless things, and he must have a reason for saying this. Yuchu Keer
The two women were afraid of an unexpected disaster, so they surrounded Yang Yanrong on the left and the right.
Yang Yanrong shook his head secretly. The target of these people must be Keer. What are you doing around me? However, this matter cannot be said for the time being. The pistol in his arms had already been taken out by him, and the bullets were pushed into the load, and the insurance was opened.
It's right.
Sang Yuchu became even more nervous, and her feeling of terror became stronger and stronger. Years of experience in the world told her that something big would inevitably happen in a while.