There is indeed something strange about it everywhere here.

Although these people who claim to be Songshan School seem to know each other, they are not from fellow disciples to learn martial arts. They have complete swords, sticks, and Songshan is just famous for the Sword School. Looking at their clothes and expressions, the new and old of the soil pierced into the tent, it can be judged that they have been here for at least a few days.

Liu Dingding was very happy to find that there was a well here. He ran over and drew a bucket of water, washed his hands and face, and was giggling because of the ice of the ground water.

Qian Yiqun glanced at these Songshan Gatemen and lacked interest in beauties of Liu Dingding. How high are they?

The leader got off the wooden platform, stepped forward and clasped his fists and said, "I have been honored to be honest for a long time. Today I have a great honor to see a real person. But Taoist priest, you just said you were lost?"

"That's right, I can't get out of this forest." Qian Yiqun said lightly, as if he didn't take it seriously at all. It's not that he pretended to behave, but that he was already wary and would not believe it all, so he showed his calm and gentle appearance.

The man said, "Does the Taoist priest not know how to walk this infinite wood formation?"

"Oh? It turns out it is a clever formation. I wonder how to walk it?" Qian Yiqun asked.

"If the Taoist priest wants to move forward, he must find a main tree." The man said, "Any tree can be regarded as a main tree. After the book is determined, he will throw something straight forward and hit the tree in front, and that tree is the next main tree. As long as he continues like this, even if he goes awry, he can still walk out of this infinite wood formation."

"What's the principle?" Qian Yiqun frowned. It sounded like a formation magic, and it was even more like a trick played by a witch and a genius in the wild.

If it really goes awry, then wouldn’t it be enough to knock on the tree every ten steps?

"It seems to be the saying that wood qi is moving," the man laughed at himself, "We are reckless people in the world, and don't know so much. Anyway, this is the rumors in the world."

"Are you just staying here and not leaving?" Bai Feng asked.

"That's exactly what it means." The man said, "This forest is rich in wood, and good wood that can be used as pillars is everywhere, and it is endless and mined endlessly. Maybe there will be towns in the future! We just want to gain a advantage first, and wait for our disciples and friends on the road to come, open an inn, so that those loggers can have a place to settle down."

"I'm afraid there will be hunters coming." Fu Yuze came over and said happily, "There are so many beasts here."

The man repeatedly claimed "yes", but in short, he praised their leader very wisely.

"After the Zhongyuan period, this place will no longer be a fairyland. What should you do then?" Bai Sha also said curiously.

"Young Master, how can we, those of us who live on the edge of the knife, care so much? Isn't there still more than five months from now to Zhongyuan? Let's talk about ten days underground and one day in the world, and there will be four years here. God, this has been a long-term business!"

Qian Yiqun nodded and said, "This is a deal that can be done."

"That's right." The man smiled.

"There is another thing to ask the hero." Qian Yiqun hugged and clasped his fists.

The man even said, "I dare not."

"Is Roosun here?" Qian Yiqun asked.

"Luo, who is Luo and who is Luo?" the man asked in surprise, his fists clenched.

"Well, don't you know?" Qian Yiqun also took out the Jie Yin Sword and slowly floated in the air. "Then have you, the senior brother of Ghost Face, as well as the old man Shiquan, and the monk Yuanming. They have all gone forward?"

"Master Taoist, I don't know any of the people you mentioned." The man took a step back, sweating on his forehead, his voice trembled, and he was worried: This Taoist is really crazy! How did he see the flaw?

"You are covered with the evil spirit of the white-browed old demon. Do you think we are blind?" Qian Yiqun sneered, "Speaking of this, since they are counting on me to open the way, they should be hiding behind, right? You have no way to call them out?"

"What's wrong with Miss Fang!" Liu Dingding suddenly shouted loudly, but he was holding a silver hairpin with beads embedded in it.

This was what she found out from the soil beside the well, and it was obviously Fang Qingzhu deliberately inserted there.

The only leisure activity these people have in the past few days is to peek at Zhu Qingzi, so how could they not recognize this silver hairpin? Seeing that their identity was exposed, the man stepped down and set up a doorway, shouting: "Honest Master!"

"Thunder comes!" Qian Yiqun shouted loudly, and his aura changed completely, like a god descending to earth, and like a thunder god coming.

"Give me your life!" The man knelt on the spot, stretched his hands forward, and gave a big gift. His whole face was buried on the ground, and he didn't know how much soil he ate while he was talking. He choked and said, "The Taoist Master is very careful! They did leave first! We are here to lead the Taoist Master to the ghost town."

Qian Yiqun actually didn't even pinch his fingers, just to scare people. He immediately became kind and said: "Look, wouldn't it be enough to just say it well? How long have they been walking? Which direction? Are there other ambushes?"

"They left when they heard the thunder in the sun. It took an hour to count." The man lay on the ground, "Master, the old man Shiquan and the monk Yuanming were both devils who killed people without blinking. The little one really couldn't guess what they would do to harm the heavens and harm the gods and offend the Taoist priests!"

"Well, that's right, you're just being urged by them as little bitchs who are native chickens and tiles." Qian Yiqun sighed and turned to everyone and said, "What do you mean? Should you catch up and kill them, or should you rest here for a while and eat something?"

"Of course I'm chasing after me and rescue Miss Fang!" Liu Dingding said angrily, "I've already chased you in front of me. Can you still watch them freely!"

"The emperor is not too hungry." Fu Yuze rubbed his stomach, "We haven't eaten for a long time."

"You just ate a rabbit two hours ago." Liu Dingding said angrily, "You little ungrateful wolf, I'll give you barbecue in the future!"

Fu Yuze has indeed inspired Liu Dingding's motherhood these days and is well taken care of by her. At this time, he was attacked by this elder sister and immediately became weak and hid behind Qian Yiqun and did not dare to speak.

"That... are you worried about Senior Sister Zhu Qingzi?" The man lying on the ground raised his head and said with a favor, "They will not be detrimental to Senior Sister Zhu Qingzi."

"Why?" Liu Dingding was skeptical, but wanted to hear some news that would make her relieved. She was not worried about leaving her parents and husband, because she knew that there would be no danger to her parents and lover, but she was very concerned about the "witch" who had only known each other for a while, but had a weak personality, but could step on anyone.

"Senior Sister Zhu Qingzi is the cauldron that Monk Yuanming and Old Man Shiquan like. It is impossible for them to hurt her until they discuss it." The man on the ground raised his head and explained patiently like a turtle lying on the ground. He had already seen that only Liu Dingding of this group of people was sincerely concerned about Zhu Qingzi, and he was also the kindest and most good-speaking person. He made up his mind to make a living in the hands of this female Bodhisattva.

Qian Yiqun said, "Okay, since Miss Fang is fine, we might as well take a break, then go find those evil people and rescue Miss Fang."

Fu Yuze was the first to liberate, cheered, stepped forward and swung the Yinshan Gatemen like bird-driven, dominating the fire pit. The white maple and white sand also went over, fetching water and meat, and began to settle lunch. The fox didn't need to be shouted, and had already come over quietly to prepare for dinner.

Liu Dingding looked at Qian Yiqun hatefully and said, "The people are so obsessed with you, you are so cold."

——Because I really don’t know what a thorny girl has to do with me! It’s good to be willing to save her. And it’s hard to say whether this woman is really thorny or cunning.

Qian Yiqun's eyes fell on the hairpin inserted by the well. Zhu Qingzi could guess the arrival of his group and left a mark unknown. Maybe he would be sure that this mark would be seen by Liu Dingding first. This layout ability is not weak at all!

"I often do nothing," Qian Yiqun laughed dryly, "The opponents are all cunning evildoers, it's okay for us to mess with ourselves. A pure, innocent and innocent woman like Miss Fang is going to be bullied by a 70-80-year-old evildoer... It's unbearable!"

Liu Dingding curled his lips: "You think I am a fool, can't you hear what you mean?"

"Sister-in-law is wronged, where did you get the implication of me? Haha, haha." Qian Yiqun teased his sister-in-law consciously and ran to have a meal with satisfaction.

Baisha was boiling a pot of water and pouring the bamboo shoots into it. These extremely tender bamboo shoots were boiled in water and then burst into fragrance. This kind of heavenly spirit and earth treasure was definitely not allowed to be added with seasonings. Fu Yuze held the bowl and waited for the white sand spoon to move and put a bowl for him first.

"Boll right! I just want the soup!" Qian Yiqun shouted loudly, fearing that the deliciousness of the bamboo shoots would be divided up by these three hungry ghosts before they could be dissolved into the soup.

Baisha grinned and said, "It must be..."

As soon as the three words were out, Bai Feng suddenly made a move like lightning and kicked Baisha in the chest.

Baisha flew backwards immediately.

The onlookers thought that the group of people suddenly had an internal conflict, and they were surprised.

Qian Yiqun looked up at the air, and a strange man was purging him silently.

The weird man was covered with long brown hair, his mouth and nose were extremely long, and he turned out to be a strange blue-purple skin. He turned around in the air and landed steadily where Baisha had just stood. A rough palm grabbed the pot without any stagnation, as if he wanted to grab the bamboo shoots inside.

The boiling water made him shrink his hand, and a pair of round eyes as big as marbles burst into fierce light. The slag screamed strangely and stretched out his legs and kicked the pot holder.

"Big Mandrill!"

The fox mixed in the crowd and screamed, and the next moment he had already entered a tent.

Bai Feng was closest to the mandrill, and immediately drew out a fake sword and stabbed the monster that looked like a human.

The mandrill slag screamed, revealing a sharp white teeth, stretching out his claws to grab Bai Feng's fake sword. How could it know that the fake sword was a treasure that cuts iron like mud? The flesh and blood body hit the blade and immediately made a neat cut.

Even if Bai Feng's swordsmanship is conservative, he does not need a second move to deal with a wild beast. The fake sword directly pierced the mandrill's throat, and in and out in a flash, without even the blood stains.

The mandrill fell to the ground with convulsions, leaving blood all over the ground.

"It's a big trouble..."

Qian Yiqun looked around and heard the sound of whirling like the wind passing from the canopy outside the village. From the lush branches and leaves, more round eyes and blue faces appeared, as if there were so many that there was no end.

They looked at the corpses of their own tribes, and all showed their sharp white teeth and roared like a declaration of war. (To be continued. Please search for Piaotianwen, the novel is better and faster!)
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