Invincible little uncle

Chapter 179 182. The Living Myth

Fifteen miles outside the Lotus Swamp.

Huachiji, there are many people coming from the north and the south, and the signboards of the time-honored old wines are blowing in the wind.

Most of the taverns gather some quacks, passing businessmen, and the proprietress’s craftsmanship is very good. There will be an elegant orchid fragrance in the oil-fried peanut rice. People who come and go will order a plate while drinking, and then start bragging.

It's just that recently, in this time-honored old wine tavern, it has become quite quiet, even if it is loud, it will soon quiet down.

The reason is very simple. It used to be a Yangguan avenue to go out of the city, but now it is a dead end. Anyone who goes out from the west gate, no matter who they are or how many people, are almost all missing.

Da da da.
Suddenly there was the sound of a horse galloping outside the door. It was a horse galloping alone on the path of the flower pool.

This was after the horse, but immediately there was a rumbling earthquake.

The people in the tavern couldn't help but lift the curtain to see who would be so domineering here.

What catches the eye is a tall and tall woman with a knife on her right waist and a mask with a dragon pattern. Her long gray hair is braided at the end and she is shaking.

Such a person wearing a dragon pattern mask also came here some time ago, but it's a pity that I haven't seen him come out for a long time.

Except for this woman, the nine people who followed her with huge differences in height and wrapped in black airtight cloaks were the ones who shocked everyone.

"It's just a pity that I went to this lotus swamp again."

"This dragon pattern mask looks like a big power, and these followers, each of them is bottomless, and they have never seen or heard of it on weekdays."

Niu Shuangfei, the wind matchmaker with a mouse whisker, was a little drunk and shook her head, "She must be here because of the disappearance of her companion a few days ago, right?

It's a pity that this lotus swamp is a bottomless pit that attracts people, and as many people as possible will die. "

The person sitting across from the wind medium is obviously a master of the rivers and lakes, with a short halberd on his back, a royal blue dress, and a face that is not angry but mighty. There are many forbidden places, Black Mountain Cliff, Luanhua Ancient Village, Dongliu Xiaozhu, a line of blue sky."

Niu Shuangfei was taken aback, and looked at the man carrying the broken halberd seriously, and said, "Yixian Motian has also become a forbidden area, so it can be the only way for Dongjun and Changjun. If you detour, it will take an extra hour." come all day”

The man carrying the short halberd was named Hou Cheng, and he sighed: "That's right, many brothers in my family, even the three heroes of Guanzhong, the strong bull butcher and Dingdao, all rushed from the blue sky and never came out again. As far as Hou knew, the local government had already put up a notice board ten miles away from the entrance and exit of the first line of blue sky, and sent people to be on duty.

On that land card, there are two big blood red characters, Forbidden Land! "

The people in the tavern were discussing with each other, but the sound of horseshoes sounded outside the door again, and it was heard that they were heading to the west again.

The sound of the horse's hooves was lonely, and there was no follower, but every time it fell, it was quite heavy, beating people's hearts.

Everyone opened the curtain again.

Some laughed.

"This is either a person who doesn't want to live, or a person who is closed and deaf and doesn't know anything."

"Or someone who is confident that he can solve it by himself and explore the truth of the Lotus Swamp, but there are too many people like this recently."

"It's ridiculous, but it adds a touch of weirdness to this forbidden area."

There are also kind-hearted people who are going to push open the curtain to stop this person who is going west.

After all, the femininity of the dragon-pattern mask just now was too cold, and the nine attendants behind her were too terrifying, so no one dared to stop them. , then life and death matter.

There were still some wine stains and oil stains on the curtains of the tavern, and the big thick-haired hands lifted it away, allowing the sunlight to penetrate through it, and everyone saw passers-by who didn't know what to do or what to do in the distance.

With loose long hair, a golden coffin on his back, and a Fangtian painted halberd in his right hand, his horse is huge, like a fierce tiger.

Originally, the tavern was still noisy, but now it seemed to be frozen in an instant, and there was no sound.

This quietness is like a disease.

Soon, it quickly spread from both sides of the street towards the distance, and soon, the entire Huachiji fell silent.

It was so quiet that only the sound of heavy horseshoes was left, and it was getting farther and farther west.

What is the West?
It is a lotus swamp, it is a forbidden place, it is death.

So, is this person going to meet death?
The mysterious proprietress of the tavern also ran out curiously. Although she was dressed in coarse linen, she did not hide her charming beauty. This beauty, who is usually only seen by lucky drinkers, also walked to the door curiously. Before, muttering in his mouth, "Why are all of them being immobilized, what exactly is it?"

She stood on the street outside her tavern, looking from afar with her feet on her feet.

She only saw a back, or a coffin, the iconic golden coffin, but her eyes widened, and her muttering was cut off. Obviously, this mysterious proprietress was also infected with "quietness" disease.

She has already got the answer, and she knows why she was immobilized.

So, is this person going west to meet death?

No.

No one thinks so.

Tens of thousands of troops will pass by here, and the elite leaders of various sects will gather and pass by here. They may all be suspicious, and they will think that they are just going to die in the forbidden area.

No matter how many ants there are, if they pile up together, they are still ants.

Compared with these extraordinary powers, even if you don't want to admit it, isn't it just an ant?
Except that man.

The man who just passed by with a halberd and a coffin on his back.

he.

No!

He never was.

Covering the sky with one hand, ruling the world, like a god or a demon.

He is the king of martial arts.

His name is Xia Guang.

Even during this silent time, the solitary and lonely sound of the horse's hooves had already left the west gate. From the blue brick road in front of the tavern, it was just a black spot.

Suddenly someone jumped up and threw a few pieces of silver, "Pay the bill."

Then the man led out the horse that was eating hay from the stable, stabilized the knife on his waist, and rode the horse west.

It was only then that everyone came to their senses, Hou Cheng, who was wearing a sapphire blue shirt and a short halberd on his back, Shuangfei, the wind-medium cow, and all the people gathered here, woke up with a start.

Then, they paid the bill one by one, and then headed west, toward death.

As if once the man walked by, death was no longer death.

The owner of the tavern is a fat man who always smiles. His smile hides a knife that no one can see. He is obviously a hermit with a lot of stories.

The lady proprietress put her hips on her hips and said in surprise: "Even if you are number one in the world, in the face of that extraordinary power, you are probably going to die, so why so many people follow?
Hey, husband, what are you doing? "

At some point, the fat man had already taken off his greasy coat, and said with a smile: "Ma'am, help me look at the store, and I will go too."

After all, he also led a horse and headed west.

The proprietress looked at the empty tavern and smiled, "It's time to close."

It's just that such a man who passes by, and the wind and clouds dance with him, has never been seen in the legends for hundreds of thousands of years.

That man is more than a living legend, he is simply a living myth.

But he seems too young to be married
The proprietress thought to herself, it would be great if my old lady was ten years younger.

　Sent early.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)