Swordsman Fengyunzhi

"Let's go."

Yi Xifeng stepped into the mountain path first, but suddenly, as if he saw something, his eyes suddenly tightened, and when he was about to retreat, he felt a strong suction, pulling him into the in.

Behind him, Zhong Lingxi also followed.

It was silent and dark, and the sound of plagiarism slapping the shore could still be heard in the darkness, but in this dark and silent environment, a few candles were still burning.

"Where is this?"

Looking at the scene in front of him, Zhong Lingxi was extremely surprised, but looking at Yi Xifeng next to him, he was much calmer.

"Should have entered an illusion." Yi Xifeng murmured, and after just a few breaths, he could see the difference. He had experienced many illusions, so it would not be so strange to meet another one now. "Let's find a place to stay first."

After finishing speaking, he led Zhong Lingxi towards one of the lit lights.

All illusions have an eye, unless the saint personally arranges or the world is self-contained, then finding the eye of the illusion is nothing more than a matter of time, the night is so dense, it is better to find a place to rest.

Boom--!
"Who is it?" A voice came from the old house.

The door of the house opened, and a fisherman in his 40s stood at the door with a vigilant expression. He was slightly taken aback when he saw a man and a woman in front of him.

These two people are Yi Xifeng and Zhong Lingxi, but they are both familiar faces. The male looks fair and gentle, with a shy and kind smile; the female is wearing a plain robe, with black hair hanging vertically on her waist, and her eyes are as bright as stars.

Seeing these two handsome faces, the vigilance in the fishermen's eyes relaxed a little.

Seeing this, Yi Xifeng thought to himself that good looks are universal no matter where they are. Perhaps the level of strength is the basis for being respected, but good looks are a standard passport.

"I'm sorry, old man." Zhong Lingxi bowed slightly, and said apologetically, "We were walking here, and suddenly encountered the sea breeze, separated from our companions, lost our way, and came to this village...It's so late now, Do you think it will be convenient for the two of us to settle down?"

After Zhong Lingxi said, the fisherman looked him up suspiciously, and Yi Xifeng, who looked aside, looked up and down a little.A moment later, a gust of sea breeze blew by, and Zhong Lingxi took advantage of the situation and shivered with his arms folded.

Seeing this, most of the vigilance faded from the fishermen's eyes. No matter how they looked at them, they didn't look like bad guys. After hesitating for a while, they still nodded slightly. "Come in, but you can only stay one night, and you have to leave tomorrow morning."

After speaking, he turned around and retreated step by step into the house, leaving the door open for Yi Xifeng and Zhong Lingxi.After the two people outside the door looked at each other, a smile appeared on the corners of their mouths at the same time, and they walked into the room.

The fisherman's house is very simple. There is only a round table and a few square stools in the hall outside, but it looks very solid. The walls on all sides are covered with dense fishing tools. As soon as you walk in, you will feel a faint feeling. The fishy smell of the sea hits the face.

Then he pointed to a vacant room and said, "Let's live there first, it's my son's room, but I haven't been back for a long time, so I'll settle for some dust."

After speaking, he walked out, leaving only the two people in the room.

inside the house.

Zhong Lingxi glanced at the furnishings in the room from the corner of his eye, then seemed to see something, and hurriedly pulled Yi Xifeng along.

On the gray-brown wall in between, there are several paintings, the canvases have already turned yellow, and the paintings are realistic figures.The background behind the figure is just next to this fishing village. On a small and broken hull, a middle-aged man is carrying a seven or eight-year-old boy. The boy is still holding a few big fish in his hands. Smile happily.

"Do you feel that the person in this painting is very familiar?" Zhong Lingxi paused and continued, "Does it look like the old man outside when he was young?"

"So now his son should be as old as us?"

Yi Xifeng didn't see anything from the painting, but the uneasiness in his heart kept knocking on his heart. After comforting Zhong Lingxi, he found an excuse to climb up to the roof and looked around.

He always felt that this village was very strange.

A few figures flickered and disappeared on the roof.

On the roof, a piece of thatch fell and landed on top of Zhong Lingxi's head. She stretched out her hand to take out the thatch on top of her head, looked at it, and then looked at the roof, with a flash of surprise in her eyes.

This house is only built with wooden beams...

As if he had discovered something, he ran out of the hall again and looked at the furnishings here.

"really……"

………………

Boom--!
"Who?"

A fisherman opened the door, saw three people standing outside the door, and suddenly froze in place.

All three were wearing black robes.One has a hideous scar on his face, but he is grinning; the other is tall, expressionless, and indifferent, and he doesn't look like a good person at first glance; the last one looks like a normal person, shaking his hand. Lufan squinted at him.

"Our three brothers pass here, can we stay overnight..."

Zhang Tao shook the feather fan in his hand, then cleared his throat, and muttered something, but before he finished speaking, he heard a dull bang, a little dust fell, and the door was closed again, followed by a crisp latch Resist the voice behind the door.

The smile on Zhang Tao's face froze in the thick night.

The three Zhang family brothers looked at each other...

"Which one is this?" Zhang Miao leaned against the door, took a deep breath, and said melancholy. "If it doesn't work, I'll just go in and tie them up!"

After the voice fell, another chestnut exploded.

Zhang Miao looked at the man who beat him in front of him, his eyes were burning with anger, his muscles swelled, and his blood was turbulent, and the aura of a broken wind was revealed immediately: "Zhang Fu, don't go too far!"

"Do you have anything else in your head besides fighting and killing? Can you use your brain? We are here to fetch the blood spirit jade, not to cause trouble!" Zhang Fu was not to be outdone, resisting Zhang Miao's momentum and continuing to attack forward.

When the two confronted each other, two crisp slaps resounded through the night.

"Instead of squabbling here, we should think of a way. We need to know how to make use of our strengths and avoid our weaknesses."

"What is it to maximize strengths and avoid weaknesses?"

"Although our Zhang family is not rich, but for this fishing village, we are enough to be the gentry here. We give a lot of gold and silver treasures. Is there anyone who will not be tempted?"

Speaking of this, Zhang Tao slowly took out the banknotes from his arms, and the two of them took a closer look, they were all a hundred taels of silver banknotes!

The eyes of Zhang Miao and Zhang Fu shimmered.

I saw Zhang Tao stuffing the silver bill in his hand into the crack of the door, and shouting loudly: "Fellow townsman, if you stay with us, we will give you money, how about a hundred taels a night!" (End of this chapter)