Mysterious Martial Arts: The Record of the Swordsman

Chapter 122

A gust of wind blew up in the dark alley, and the shreds of paper rolled up into the air like withered autumn leaves, and then Xiao Xiaoran descended all over the alley.

A few members of the Qingcheng faction stood withered in the cold night, their eyes glistening like pine trees that had been exposed to frost, and they had both Qi nourishing kung fu and external training kung fu. It can be seen that although they are lonely, they are obviously Qingcheng The elite of the pie.

"Changqingzi Daoist, I'm afraid there will be no results if you wait here, why don't you go into the alley with me."

Jiang Wen stuffed his hands into his sleeves in boredom, "I'm [-]% sure that the Holy Child of the Red Sun you're talking about isn't among them."

People in the Jianghu can only talk half-spoken. The purpose of everyone practicing martial arts is not to work hard to reason with others. After doing it just now, there is no need to pretend about many things.

"Jiang Daochang, this alley is called Youming Alley. People in Fuzhou city often see city gods patrolling at night and ghosts and gangsters haunting this alley. It is said that there is a river under the alley that goes directly to the underworld. Ordinary people just hold their breath and listen quietly. You can hear the gurgling springs carrying countless ghost cries..."

Changqingzi kept silent, no matter what Jiang Wen said, he just refused to enter it.

"Since this leads to the underworld, why don't you leave quickly? I'm [-]% sure that the Red Sun Saint Child you are looking for is inside!"

Jiang Wen's thinking has always been clear, and it is not a loss anyway, so why not?
No matter how many reasons they find, the reason why they insist on not entering is also very clear, that is, they are worried that this is a trap of the White Lotus Sect.

Even though it is easy for three people to act, it would be useless to add fuel if there are fewer people, and they will be wiped out if there are too many people. At this moment, they can only hesitate.

Seeing Jiang Wen's unscrupulous attitude, the three masters and apprentices of the Qingcheng School simply did not stop them, and watched Jiang Wen's actions from a distance, hiding in the darkness again.

The moss in Nether Alley is covered with moss, from the top of the wall to the cracks between the bricks, it seems that there is damp mist, even in the cold winter, it is still wet and slippery. If you can't adjust your center of gravity at any time when walking on it, ordinary people will fall heavily on the ground in two steps. land.

Jiang Wen walked two steps towards the alley, held his breath and listened quietly, and indeed heard the sound of running water as Chang Qingzi said, it was always noisy and inaudible, and sometimes overlapped repeatedly like the echo of a deep pool.

But not long after, he heard soft footsteps rising and falling behind him.

"You two heroes, how did you keep up?"

Without looking back, Jiang Wen knew that the two brothers Chang Hezhi and Chang Bozhi were walking quickly.

The two dressed as if black and white impermanence followed behind.

"Master ordered my brother to enter the alley..."

"His old man is outside to meet him."

The two answered in quiet and hoarse voices, singing one after another.

The older the Jianghu, the less courageous it is. People like Chang Qingzi who are obsessed with the family's inheritance have always been difficult to get along with Jiang Wen happily, and Jiang Wen only intends to believe half of what he said about the secrets of martial arts.

What a joke, just write it out silently after losing the secret book. The prosperity of the school depends on living people, not dead books. How could his master die in depression so easily.

His operation of sending apprentices into the lane shows that he is a complete veteran.

First of all, the Chang brothers were obviously not Jiang Wen's opponent after the discussion just now.

Changqingzi sent the two of them to follow them in, so there would be no threatening meaning by mistake. At the same time, the two sides were not enemies after all. Once there was danger in the alley, Jiang Wen would definitely take action. In the end, the Qingcheng faction could also benefit from the benefits.

After going back and forth, Chang Qingzi took advantage of Jiang Wen in order to retreat, and Jiang Wen really couldn't get angry and turn his face, otherwise it would just show that he had something wrong in his heart.

What kind of netherlands and paradoxes are all calculations in the end.

All in all, although such an arrangement is not as straightforward as the Qingcheng faction's full occupation, it takes into account their own retreat, at least the entire army will not be wiped out by the White Lotus Sect's calculations.

But Jiang Wen was not a person who would suffer. He sneered immediately after turning around, and decided to make things difficult for the other party.

"I would like to remind you again that more than one party is looking for this place tonight. It is very dangerous for you to divide your troops at this time."

Black and white impermanence said in a hoarse voice.

"Master's martial arts are already mastered..."

"Swimming without striking will never cause anything."

Seeing the firmness of the two of them, Jiang Wen stopped talking, and turned his attention back to this dark alley.

There are many old archways in Youming Alley, with blurred characters and desolate and peeling columns, looking down at the passing uninvited guests.

Tianya is not far away, Hengmen is deep, Tianya Road within Hengmen, and the monotonous and repetitive scenes in the alleys make this short road seem to have no end at all.The ancients said that the Netherworld Road of Huangquan cannot be reversed, and it must be as empty and desperate as this alleyway.

Different from the two brothers, Jiang Wen would follow closely as long as he sensed the impermanence of black and white behind him, making Jiang Wen feel like the King of Hades on a tour, and the originally eerie atmosphere in the alley became like a fish in water.

The three of them leaned on the weak lights to see that the high walls on both sides were already decayed and mottled. The slanted saddle wall drew a hazy tangent line on the dark sky, making the sky slightly greener and the blue tiles darker. Looking at the ever-changing geometric figures, I just feel dazzled.

Ordinary wall courtyard Jiang Wen can climb up by leaping lightly, but the high wall in Nether Alley is so slippery that it is difficult to find a bump to climb on, let alone climb over the wall courtyard to enter the inner courtyard. The endless ancient alleys.

Dazzling, the alley suddenly came to an end.

At the end of the road was a closed and collapsed wooden and stone building. The two-story building collapsed from the middle, completely blocking the front of the alley, and the towering walls suddenly disappeared, cut off at a place that should not have disappeared.

The three of them turned around resentfully as if waking up from a dream, but suddenly heard an incomparably sharp, tooth-piercing sound from within the high wall, as if some giant beast lurking in the dark night was grinding its teeth in the dream. , Indulging in a bloody and cruel dream.

The Chang brothers' figures trembled, and they quickly leaned their backs and glanced around, their eyes fixed on the high wall, ready to see a rugged face that only existed in Zhiguai, with ferocious sharp teeth poking out at any moment. on it.

But Jiang Wen was still indifferent. After overcoming the initial instinctive nervousness, he acted extraordinarily calm. Instead, he pressed his ears against the wall, as if trying to hear human voices from the terrified voices.

Coincidentally, with the loud noises one after another, there seemed to be another frenzied force resisting angrily, screaming against something, trying to find and kill the "enemy" with all its strength and urgency.

Hearing but not seeing, close at hand but out of reach, this caused the three people in Nether Alley to have an illusion, and began to empathize with certain things that could be seen, such as pale as the skin of a swollen dead person. The wall is so blue and purple that it looks like moss berries in the infiltration period, and it is like frost stars lying in the night sky not far away.

On the low hills to the south, Han Xing is still so evil and grotesque. It sprinkles starlight from the dark dome, like pairs of eyes watching the world, and it seems that it is trying to convey some strange and ambiguous information to the world.

An alley with no end in sight, two courtyards without gates, and the sound that could not be found and could not be stopped, the ordinary scene in Nether Alley became extremely strange, the moisture spread quietly, and even the figures not far away began to panic. Can't see clearly.

The Chang brothers looked at each other, and they both sensed some kind of dark force working in the alley, trying to convince them that everything in front of them had some kind of connection beyond natural matter.

Under the bewildered eyes of the Chang brothers, Jiang Wen's figure gradually became in a trance.

As if his figure was covered by gods and monsters, Jiang Wen was projected in the shadows hidden by ancient archways, suddenly lost his color, and his figure disappeared out of thin air, melting into the deepest part of the harsh night...

The tooth-piercing voice stopped abruptly.

(End of this chapter)