"We can't stay here anymore. Hurry to Pengmen City to look for Wu Baifeng and his daughter." Liang Shaochong suddenly recovered from the surprise, and immediately became extremely anxious. He could no longer hold back, and his consciousness shifted from the forty-level crystal
Return to the body.
Liang Shaochong found the right direction, swayed his shoulders, and moved as fast as a ghost, passing through lightning and running along a path towards a nearby town.
"Um!"[
Liang Shaochong's mind flashed, and he believed that he was Hong Feiyi. He saw the "Thousand Fantasy Masks" on his face blooming with light, and a faint mist flowed in the mask, followed by another surge of muscles.
In just a few breaths, Liang Shachong's appearance changed into that of Hong Feiyi, so lifelike that it could be mistaken for the real one.
At this time, even if His Highness Ling Mozi came in person, he probably wouldn't be able to tell that the Hong Feiyi in front of him was fake.
Liang Shaochong flew all the way, and in about an hour, he arrived at a nearby town. After asking the residents in the town, he found out that Pengmen City was in the south, still more than 500 miles away from here.
After bidding farewell to the residents of the town, it was already getting late, but Liang Shaochong did not dare to rest at all. He ate a few steamed buns to satisfy his hunger and continued on his way.
But before Liang Shaochong could take a few steps, someone blocked him.
Just listen to the man say: "I heard that brother, you are rushing to Pengmen City tonight. It just so happens that I have something urgent to rush there. I also know a shortcut that can save more than a hundred miles. Why don't we go together tonight?
It also saves you a lonely night, what do you think?"
Liang Shaochong was about to refuse, but when he heard the other party say that there was a shortcut that could save him more than a hundred miles, he stopped, his eyes were like lightning, and he carefully looked at the person in front of him who was blocking the castration.
This is a middle-aged man about ten years old, with a medium build, wearing purple clothes, with broad shoulders and thick arms. He looks very ordinary, but his eyes are very sharp, but he is very sincere. At a glance, you can tell that he is not sinister.
A cunning person.
Liang Shaochong discovered that this person's cultivation level was not low, and his Qi was long. He seemed to be deliberately suppressing his cultivation level. On the surface, he seemed to be just the cultivation level of an upper-level pulse disciple in the ninth level of the pulse gate, but in fact he had
The cultivation level of a low-level pulse warrior in the first level of pulse gate.
"Are you telling the truth?" Liang Shaochong asked, his heart moved.
The middle-aged man in purple looked sincere and said: "Of course it's true! This shortcut is a mountain road. People who are usually timid don't dare to take that road. Only a few people dare to. I don't know if my brother dares to follow me.
Walk?"
Liang Shaochong nodded and said: "Well, please lead the way, brother!"
"Brother, please follow me." The middle-aged man in purple swayed, and the meteor crossed over to the mountain on the left and disappeared in the forest.
Liang Shaochong took a deep breath, looked for the direction where the opponent disappeared, swayed three times in succession, and followed him like a ghost.
Following the middle-aged man in purple, Liang Shaochong sprinted for five or six miles in one breath, and found that the surrounding area was becoming more and more desolate, and the mountains became more steep. There were almost no mountain roads to walk on, and he relied on his own strength to run all the way.
Liang Shaochong looked around blankly, and saw dense woods everywhere with heavy shadows. The weak moonlight was extremely bleak, the smoke was blurry, and the fallen trees were filled with a gloomy atmosphere.
In this way, Liang Shaochong followed the middle-aged man in purple and ran all the way. He walked for more than 100 miles. He only heard the middle-aged man in purple breathing gradually, and he seemed to have a strong look.
Liang Shaochong knew that this person had the cultivation level of a low-level pulse warrior in the first level of the pulse gate. Let alone running for more than 100 miles, even if he ran for more than 300 miles, he would not appear like this.[
"You want to trick me! Huh, let's wait and see what you are going to do?" Liang Shaochong sneered in his heart, pretending to be a middle-aged man in purple, and his breathing gradually became faster, and he seemed to be even worse than him.
On the surface, the middle-aged man in purple looks upright and kind, not like a bad person, and gives people a completely random feeling, but deep down he is full of evil. If such a person stays in the world, he will only harm more people.
"Brother! Can you please slow down for a moment? I can't hold it anymore. How about sitting down and resting for a while?" Liang Shaochong panted, stopped and said.
When the middle-aged man in purple heard Liang Shaochong's words, he stopped, with a smile on his face, he couldn't help but breathe, and said slowly: "Brother, you are so patient. If it weren't for my old face that refused to admit defeat, and brother is in an emergency, eldest brother
I can no longer hold it any longer."
Liang Shaocheng was out of breath and sat down on the ground. After a while, he said: "Brother is really good at joking!"
When the middle-aged man in purple saw Liang Shaochong in this situation, the smile on his face became even brighter and he said: "Brother, let's take a rest at this time. Big brother, I will hunt two pheasants over. It won't be too late to go on the road after eating."
The word "hit the road" is very important.
If it were other people, they might not understand what the middle-aged man in purple meant, but Liang Shaochong understood it immediately.
"Let's hit the road! Let's see who sends whom on the way." Liang Shaochong snorted coldly in his heart and didn't answer, slowly leaning against a tree to rest.
About a third of the time it took to hold the incense stick, the middle-aged man in purple came back with two pheasants in his hands, started a fire, and roasted the pheasants.
About half an hour later, the pheasant made a "chuck" sound and turned into a brown and tender roast chicken, with a burst of meaty aroma that was refreshing to the nostrils.
Liang Shaochong immediately sat up, his nose twitched, and he said with a smile: "It smells so good!"
The middle-aged man in purple clothes immediately smiled and said: "Of course, this is a unique skill passed down from my family. Please wait patiently for a while, and then you can eat it."
"By the way, this big brother. How far is it from Pengmen City now?" Liang Shaochong asked.
"Pengmen City should be more than two hundred miles away from here, right? Brother, don't worry, we will definitely arrive this morning after finishing this pheasant?" the middle-aged man in purple said with a smile.
Liang Shaochong asked: "How to get to Pengmen City from here?"
The middle-aged man in purple pointed to the south and said: "Keep going in this direction until you meet the Yangtze River, then go east and walk for more than 80 miles, you should reach Pengmen City. Come on, brother,
The pheasant is already roasted, let's eat one!" With that, he threw the roasted pheasant over.
Liang Shaochong took the roasted chicken, which was brown and tender. The aroma of the meat filled his nostrils. He couldn't wait to take a bite, and wolfed it down. He nodded and said: "It's delicious! It's delicious! It's really good!"
Seeing Liang Shaochong devour more than half of it in one go, the smile on the middle-aged man in purple's face became even brighter, and he also started eating the roast chicken.
"Haha..." Waiting for Liang Shaochong to finish the pheasant in his hand, the middle-aged man in purple suddenly burst out laughing, his voice wild, and slowly stood up.
"Brother, why are you laughing?" Liang Shaochong was stunned and asked.
The tone of the middle-aged man in purple suddenly changed, his face was vicious, full of murderous intent, and he said slowly: "Why am I laughing? I didn't expect that today I met a stupid little head. I just came to kill people and rob them.
of."[
"What did you say?" Liang Shaochong was shocked. He tried to stand up, but found that his whole body was limp and he couldn't exert all his strength. He couldn't help but jump again: "Brother... why did you do this? You gave it to me.
What poison?"
"If it were poison, you would have died a long time ago. This is Huajinzhichunsan, a low-level yellow elixir. After taking it, even a low-level pulse master will collapse, without any strength in the body, and he will be as limp as a snake.
Average." The middle-aged man in purple said with a proud smile.
Liang Shaochong seemed to understand now and said: "Why do you do this out of revenge?"
"Why? Brother, I have been very poor recently, and all my treasures have been given to others. Now, I have finally found a treasure, how can I bear to lose it." The middle-aged man in purple had eyes like lightning, and hung tightly around Liang Shaochong's neck.
The purple pendant.
It turned out that although Liang Shaochong threw everything into the "Xu Mi Cave" of forty layers of heavenly crystals, the Purple Huan Pendant was still hanging around his neck.
This Zihuan pendant was a treasure given to him by Madam Zhu. It was engraved with a portrait of Yun Zihuan. It was an extremely precious thing.
Liang Shaochong did not want to put the Zi Huan Pendant into the "Xu Mi Cave", so he kept wearing it around his neck, but he did not expect that it would attract prying eyes from others.
"So, the shortcut you told me about the shortcut to Pengmen City was also a lie." Liang Shaochong said.
The middle-aged man in purple said with a smile: "It is true that this road leads to Pengmen City, but this road also has a terrifying name, Guimen Pass? Going to Pengmen City from here is like passing through Guimen Pass, good luck
, maybe there is still a life. If it is even close, he will be captured by the underworld ghost and his heart will be eaten."
Liang Shaochong was moved in his heart and asked: "Why?"
"It's very simple! In the middle of this land of lofty mountains, there is a legendary ghost castle, and a ghost lady lives in it." The middle-aged man in purple said with a smile.
"Aren't you afraid?" Liang Shaochong asked.
The middle-aged man in purple laughed proudly: "Jie Jie... I'm afraid, of course I'm afraid. But today is the fifth day of the lunar month. Generally, people in the ghost castle will not come out on the fifth, tenth, fifteenth, or twentieth day of the lunar month."
." He seemed to be in a particularly good mood and chatted with Liang Shaochong for a while.
Then, the middle-aged man in purple stopped at Liang Shaochong's face and said, "Boy, quickly hand over your valuables."
Liang Shaochong said calmly: "I don't have anything valuable on me? I only have some gold. If you want it, take it all."
"Boy, are you still panicking? Don't you just have a treasure on your neck?" The middle-aged man in purple stared at Liang Shaochong's neck and found that it was empty. He suddenly let out a startled cry and rushed forward immediately.
I searched all over my body and found nothing valuable.
"Good boy, where did you put that jade pendant?" the middle-aged man in purple shouted angrily.
Liang Shaochong smiled bitterly and said, "I've been hit by your Huajinzhichun powder and can't move my whole body? Where can I hide?"
The middle-aged man in purple clothes immediately patted his head and said to himself: "Damn it, I clearly saw a jade pendant hanging around his neck, why is it missing?"
"Huajinzhichunsan" is a low-level Huangpin Pulse Pill. The middle-aged man in purple is very clear about its efficacy. Not to mention a Pulse Master, even a low-level Pulse Master cannot use it.
Moreover, the middle-aged man in purple clothes has been staring at Liang Shaochong and has never seen him move at all.
"Crack!"
"Crack!"
At this moment, the sound of clothes carrying the wind suddenly came from the air.
In the distance, someone seemed to be running quickly.
The expression of the middle-aged man in purple changed slightly, and he said strangely to himself: "It's already late at night, and there are still people on their way?"
Sure enough, as soon as he finished speaking, a figure ran out of the forest in the distance. Under the faint moonlight, you could see that the person who came was an old man less than three feet tall. He had a horse face, a pale complexion, and the left side of his cheek.
There is a long scar; a messy hair, and a strange aura exudes from all over his body.
The face of the middle-aged man in purple changed again and again, knowing that the person who came was not evil, until the horse-faced middle-aged man came close and immediately asked: "Who are you?"
The horse-faced old man didn't even know that the middle-aged man in purple had grasped the air with his left hand. The roast chicken that fell to the ground and was half eaten by the middle-aged man in purple immediately flew back into his hand. He sat down alone and stuffed it in his hand.
In his mouth, he devoured it hungrily, looking very unsightly, as if he had been hungry for half a month.
"It's delicious! It's delicious! Liu's style roast chicken is really good." The horse-faced old man nodded while eating, full of praise.
As soon as this person appeared, he grabbed the roast chicken and did not treat Liang Shaochong and the middle-aged man in purple as if they were dead people. He did not even look at them.
The middle-aged man in purple clothes immediately became angry, glared, and shouted: "Hey, who are you? How do you know this is Liu's unique move?"
The horse-faced old man then raised his head and said with a sinister smile: "Where did Liu Yishou go? You can ask him? He said that there is an old friend named Zeng. We once fought at Malingpo.
There is no winner yet."
"You...you are senior Zeng Fenghlan!" The middle-aged man in purple suddenly turned as white as paper, his facial features shifted, and his legs were shaking like cotton from fear.
After a while, the middle-aged man in purple calmed down. He immediately bowed and said with a flattering smile: "Junior Liu Yuanping, please see senior. Liu Yishou is the father of this junior."
"It took me so long to think of myself. I really deserve a beating!" The horse-faced old man Zeng Fenglan frowned, looked at the middle-aged man in purple coldly, and said solemnly.
The middle-aged man in purple clothes immediately smiled and said: "This junior was blind for a moment and didn't recognize me, so he really deserves a beating." This time he smiled like Maitreya Buddha, with a completely flattering look.
After saying that, the middle-aged man in purple immediately drew out his palms and slapped himself hard several times with his backhand until blood started to flow from the corner of his mouth, and then he stopped.
The horse-faced old man Zeng Fenglan has been watching with cold eyes, neither nodding nor stopping.
"Who is this old man, and why is the middle-aged man in purple so scared?" Liang Shaochong was sitting on the ground at this time, and he was extremely curious, looking up and down at the horse-faced old man.