Knife splashing

Chapter 105 In Fengyang

"What... happened?"

Sharifei was puzzled at first, then his face turned ugly and he cursed: "You coward, could it be that the old man just pointed me in the wrong direction on purpose?"

The driver, Lao Mengtou, shook his head and said, "It shouldn't be. I have traveled all over China and named villages after places. I am not being random."

"This place should have been a great place to live, with mountains behind and water beside. Maybe something happened..."

As he spoke, he looked around, came to the pile of weeds by the side of the road, rummaged around for a while, and dragged out a rotten wooden sign.

In the moonlight, you can see the three words "Wujiagou" on it.

"You stay here, I'll go take a look!"

Li Yan waved his hand to signal the team to stop, then he shook the reins and rode his horse slowly into the village.

In a deserted village late at night, we naturally have to be on guard.

Li Yan held the hilt of the knife with his left hand, ready to activate the Three Talents Demon-Suppressing Coin at any time, while he held the Yang Jue with his right hand and took a deep breath.

In an instant, the smell of rotten wood, grass, and various small animal odors... all rushed into Li Yan's nostrils, and the vigilance in his eyes dissipated a little.

Although I don’t know what happened here, at least there are no ghosts haunting it.

Li Yan rode his horse around and quickly came to the entrance of the village. He shook his head and said, "It's okay. The villagers have moved away. Let's go in and rest here tonight."

Everyone immediately drove the carriage into the village.

Sure enough, all the farmhouses along the way were emptied, not to mention the pots and pans, even the door frames had been removed.

Moreover, the place where the door frame meets the bricks and stones is covered with mottled moss, indicating that the village has been moved away for quite some time.

In the center of the village, there is a large building.

Like other places, there was nothing inside, even the plaque on the door had been removed.

Wang Daoxuan lit a torch and burned the dried wormwood. He walked around a few times, touched the altar, and shook his head, saying, "This should have been the village's ancestral hall. The ancestral tablets were moved away using formal methods, and it was not done hastily."

"The people of Shenzhou are attached to their land and reluctant to move. It seems something big has happened, forcing them to move."

Sharifei scratched his head and said, "This is troublesome. We don't even know where Senior Wu's home is, let alone the graves of his wife and daughter. This matter has become..."

Li Yan pondered for a moment and said, "Let's stay here and rest for a night. The village is moving. Someone must know about such a big thing. Let's go and ask around tomorrow and find the old people in the village to ask."

Now that things have come to this, everyone has no choice but to settle down.

I chopped wood to make a fire, built a stove to cook, and fed the mules and horses. Before I knew it, it was late at night.

The previous experience at Niubeiliang had left the porters exhausted both physically and mentally. Although this was a deserted village, it was also a safe place.

Their minds were relaxed and their snoring was deafening.

Li Yan and Wang Daoxuan were still paying attention at different times, protecting each other and keeping watch at night. The battle at Niubeiliang made them realize that the road in the martial arts world is dangerous, and they are still far from it.

In the second half of the night at midnight, Wang Daoxuan ended his meditation.

When I opened my eyes, I saw a blazing bonfire. Outside the ancestral hall, the night wind was damp and a drizzle had begun to fall without my noticing.

Li Yan was not by the bonfire, but was standing at the door of the ancestral hall with his back to him, staring outside motionlessly.

In this situation, ordinary people would probably be shocked.

Wang Daoxuan had a vague guess, so he came to Li Yan's side and asked in a low voice: "See it again?"

Li Yan nodded, his face solemn, "The direction has changed."

On a rainy night outside the ancestral hall, the cold-hearted wandering master reappeared.

His clothes were ragged and bloodstained, but the direction he was pointing had shifted.

Wang Daoxuan looked at the area Li Yan pointed to, "The direction has changed, it seems that we are not far away. Where is the Dharma lineage that Senior Wu mentioned?"

Li Yan replied: "Tianzhu Mountain."

"Oh…"

Wang Daoxuan pondered for a moment, then turned around and took out an ancient book on geography and looked it up. "No wonder, I have vaguely heard of this place. Although it is not listed as a blessed place, it is also a place where Xuanmen monks live in seclusion."

"It is rumored that Zushi Cave, Jiaozan Cave, and Mengliang Cave are all in this mountain. Senior Wu's ancestral altar of the Dharma lineage should also be there."

Seeing that Li Yan was still frowning, Wang Daoxuan smiled and said, "It doesn't matter. There will be a way to get there. After we bury Senior Wu, we will leave."

"Whatever is there, it will be clear."

Li Yan nodded, but felt inexplicably uneasy.

Looking at Master You, whose clothes were covered in blood and whose body was pierced by chains, he had a vague premonition.

I'm afraid things won't go so smoothly...

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"Everyone, please stay calm."

Sharifei put on his straw raincoat and hat, and laughed, "I will be back with you soon, and I will bring you some good food and wine on the way."

The driver, Lao Mengtou, said happily, "Then I won't be polite. This place is close to Ezhou, and there are both water and land ports. There is plenty of good wine."

"According to the custom in Ezhou, rice wine is made on September 9th. It's less than a month away from Double Ninth. I guess the rice wine was just opened at this time last year and the flavor was just great..."

"Old Meng, I admire you!"

What else could Sharifei say? He gave a thumbs up, turned around, and left the ancestral hall with Wang Daoxuan, riding their horses and disappearing in the autumn rain.

This was the plan made this morning.

Sha Lifei has rich experience in the martial arts world, and Wang Daoxuan is familiar with local customs. If they need to gather information, the two of them can travel together and look after each other.

Li Yan has the strongest fighting ability and if he stays in the deserted village, he can protect everyone in case something happens.

After the two left, everyone became idle.

The pallbearers were particularly relaxed. They had already arrived at the place, and all they had to do was wait for Wang Daoxuan to choose a good feng shui spot. They would carry the coffin up the mountain and bury it properly, and then the job would be completely over.

Because Niubeiliang was in danger, Li Yan had agreed to give them an additional 50% pay.

Moreover, there is still plenty of time. If I can find some work and earn some money along the way, I can have a good and prosperous new year.

After relaxing, the few of them either boasted or listened to the rickshaw driver Old Mengtou telling stories about the underworld, which was quite a carefree time.

Li Yan, on the other hand, came alone to an abandoned house far away from the ancestral hall, set up the drum stand, and lifted the waterproof oilcloth on the Yunleishen drum.

Boom!Boom!Boom!
Soon, the sound of drums shook the roof and dust fell from it.

Because Li Yan was practicing the sacred drum Yunleiyin, he not only used hidden power when beating the drum, but also chanted the mantra "Hum" at the same time, so the sound of the drum was extremely loud and could be heard clearly throughout the village.

The porters and rickshaw drivers were already used to it and didn't care at all, and even listened with great interest.

The sacred drum has the power to shake the soul. When ordinary people hear it, they may find it noisy at first, but when the drum sounds stop, their minds, desires and distracting thoughts will be eliminated, and they will sleep better at night.

But what surprised them was that the drumbeats today were obviously much faster, and even had a hint of rhythm.

Three slow songs, three fast songs, and three songs neither fast nor slow.

“This is the Qin and Han drum music!”

The driver, Lao Mengtou, figured it out, took a puff of his pipe, and explained to everyone: "This Qin and Han war drum is very famous in Xianyang. There are many drum bands, but the tunes are the same."

"The first song is called "Going to War", with three slow beats, majestic and magnificent. The second song is called "Fighting", with three fast beats, overwhelming and overwhelming. The last song is called "Triumphal", which is neither fast nor slow, but galloping and joyful..."

"It has to be Uncle Meng, he has a wide range of knowledge."

"This is nothing. You have seen the Chang'an Drumming Festival. The scene was like the sea of ​​flags and the drums were like thunder..."

Not to mention everyone's idle chatter and bragging, Li Yan has already gotten into the mood.

Boom boom boom!
The drum beats are fast and slow, and matched with the mantra, they are as loud as thunder.

This force traveled through his body like a lightning strike, making his entire body numb, his pores opened, and sweat poured out.

Li Yan gritted his teeth and persisted, without any deviation in his movements.

He had gone through many hardships along the way, and he was never able to concentrate on his cultivation. After several life-and-death experiences, he realized that although he was young and was already a genius in the eyes of others, the fighting in the martial arts world did not care about age.

His fists need to be harder.

The knife must be even faster!
Now that I have time, I naturally have to find a way to break through.

There is no need to rush to learn Pi Gua Quan. Moreover, if you don't have a famous teacher to guide you, you may go astray if you only read the boxing manual.

But the hidden power needs to be practiced every day.

When beating the drum just now, Li Yan had a sudden idea that "Qin and Han Drum Rhythms" combined with concentration could be used to scare away evil spirits.

If it is used for hidden power, will the effect be better?

He does what he thinks, and that's his confidence.

With the Daluo Dharmakaya to heal his injuries, he became bolder than ordinary people, breaking through his limits time and time again. His outstanding kung fu was cultivated in this way.

Sure enough, the drum rhythm combined with the sound of clouds and thunder has a better effect.

He could feel the fascia all over his body bulging, and his whole body seemed to have turned into a divine drum, trembling to the rhythm of the drum.

Not only that, the drum rhythms of the Qin and Han dynasties were the drums used in military formations.

The rhythm of the drums was majestic and exciting, which made him enter a wonderful state, as if he was dreaming back to the Qin and Han dynasties, the battlefields, the dragon's blood and the dark yellow.

Boom!
After an unknown amount of time, the drumbeats suddenly stopped.

Li Yan's whole body was shaking, his muscles were twitching rhythmically, and he was sweating profusely. Not only were his clothes soaked, but there were also two wet footprints on the ground.

puff!
He felt upset and vomited blood.

I took a breath and felt a sharp pain in my chest and abdomen.

Li Yan knew clearly that he had suffered internal injuries. His muscles, bones, and fascia had reached their limits. His internal organs were delicate and could not withstand such a strong force.

The Daluo Dharma body turned and the internal injuries recovered quickly.

Feeling the swelling, numbness, yet strong and powerful force all over his body, a hint of joy appeared in Li Yan's eyes.

He made the right bet!

This method, however, is surprisingly effective.

It is equivalent to several days of hard practice in normal times.

Li Yan was happy, but also a little hesitant.

This method is naturally good, but it comes at the cost of damaging the Daluo Dharma Body, just like exchanging the durability of a treasure for cultivation.

The treasures of heaven and earth cannot be found just by looking for them...

However, this hesitation only lasted for a moment.

Li Yan made a decision quickly.

Use this method to quickly enhance your skills!
The treasures of heaven and earth are, after all, external possessions.

When you encounter danger, you may not have enough fighting power, but you have to exchange your life for it.

Of course, today's practice has reached its limit.

A warrior's body is like a bowstring. Even if he has a Daluo Dharma body, he still needs to keep a balance between tension and relaxation.

After putting away the Cloud Thunder God Drum, Li Yan took out the Divine Tiger Order, clasped it in his hand, pinched the magic formula, stepped on the Gang Step, and chanted: "Nuo Gao, the great-grandson Wang Jia is the only one who can open the Six Jia Qinglong, the Six Yi Fengxing, the Six Bing Mingtang, the Six Ding Yinzhong..."

Call ~
Suddenly, wind blew up out of nowhere.

Li Yan's aura was quickly gathered into the Divine Tiger Order.

The Divine Tiger Order can also be used to perform the Baopu Mountain Climbing Technique, and the effect is even more amazing!
The sky was gloomy and the old house was dimly lit.

Li Yan stood in the house. Not only was he completely lifeless, he was even shrouded in a gloomy aura. If someone looked out the window, they would have an illusion and find that he had become blurry...

This state is almost the same as when Luo Mingzi used the "Upper Black Bamboo Talisman"!
Of course, the consumption of divine consciousness is also astonishing.

Li Yan only persisted for a short while before he felt mentally exhausted, and the white light between his eyebrows began to dim.

Swish!
Li Yan had no choice but to cancel the spell.

It seems that we should build the tower as soon as possible.

Although the Divine Tiger Order is powerful, this kind of consumption is unbearable. On weekdays, one should still focus on eating yarrow, which will not affect the combat effectiveness.

Afterwards, he held onto the Divine Tiger Token again and began to practice the "Thousand Gold Body Protection Spell". He also used the same hand gestures and stepped on the magic circle, but the steps were different and the spells he chanted were also different.

"Nuo Gao, with three stars on the left and three prisons on the right, the world is turned upside down, and all nine roads are blocked..."

The spell ended, and there was no movement.

Li Yan was not discouraged. Practicing magic was not that easy.

In the old house, he performed it again and again, silently experiencing the changes between the formulas and the steps...

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At the same time, Sha Lifei and Wang Daoxuan also arrived in Fengyang County.

"Father, do you know Wujiagou?"

"I don't know, I don't know!"

"Brother, I have a question, Wujiagou..."

"Why are you asking this? Don't cause trouble for me!"

Sharifei originally thought that it was not a big deal and he could just ask anyone, but he never expected that everyone was so secretive about the matter.

Wang Daoxuan frowned slightly, "It seems that the relocation of Wujiagou is not that simple..."

"I don't believe it anymore!"

Sharifei was a little annoyed, "They don't dare to say it, but there will always be someone who dares to say it, Taoist Master, follow me."

After saying that, he took Wang Daoxuan for a stroll around the city.

The Shangzhou area also belongs to Shanzhou, with Shangluo City as its center.

Fengyang County is second only to Shangluo City in terms of prosperity because of its Manchuanguan Wharf, which was the former border between Qin and Chu and has developed commerce to this day.

The autumn rain was drizzling, and mule and horse carts were constantly coming and going on the streets.

"We're here, this is the one!"

Sha Lifei took Wang Daoxuan around and finally found a teahouse. There were auspicious clouds and lotus flowers carved on the doorposts.

Wang Daoxuan knew at first glance that this was a gangster restaurant.

The so-called Jianghu shop is different from ordinary teahouses.

To put it bluntly, it is a place where all kinds of rumors and news are transmitted.

This kind of store never has to worry about business. If ordinary people come here, they will most likely be confused and not understand what others are doing, and they will also be severely ripped off.

"Sir, please come inside!"

As soon as I entered the door, a waiter came to greet me.

Sharifei pinched his hands together, made a gesture, and said with a smile: "When a physiognomist first arrives at your precious place, he won't drink wine or tea. Instead, he will find someone who knows the ways of the underworld and listen to the wind (inquire about the news)."

The waiter immediately understood, threw a white towel over his shoulders, and said loudly: "Second floor, Feng, two people, Longmen tea!"

After that, he led the two of them upstairs.

In the hall, some secluded and dimly lit tables were occupied by people, some drinking tea alone, some talking in low voices, and looking at the two of them calmly, guessing their identities.

Wang Daoxuan pretended not to see it and followed Sharifei and the waiter upstairs. He immediately saw clearly that there were four wooden plaques in the east, south, west and north of the second floor of the teahouse, each with four large characters "Fenglinhuoshan" inscribed on them.

He was also a man of the underworld. Although he had never been to such a place, he vaguely knew some of the rules...

(End of this chapter)