Chapter 1: No reckless disaster

The wind blew, and Hu Xiaotian couldn't help but soared into the air, and was carried by Yin Tianyun over the wall of the roof. The battle between Zhan Feng and Li Shan was in a fierce and tense moment. Although there were many masters in Leijiabao, no one noticed the abnormal situation that occurred in this remote corner.

Hu Xiaotian wanted to cry without tears, and even said he was unlucky. If he had been mixed in the crowd early, how could he suffer such an unrestrained disaster? He suddenly disappeared in the blue sky and the sun. Once the news was sent back, Song Qian and others would be in a hurry to jump. What's even more serious is that when Tang Xue couldn't find him, he would have a misunderstanding, thinking that he was deliberately avoiding and retreating early in the middle! With Tang Xue's character of softness on the outside and hard on the inside, how could he easily forgive his "ruthlessness"? This misunderstanding will leave a deep crack in the relationship between the two of them. However, Yin Tianyun was confused and explained and begged was useless. If he accidentally aroused his murderous intention and lost his life in vain, it would be better to shut up honestly.

After Yin Tianyun left the fort, he rushed all the way to the northeast, crossed the fields and gullies like lightning, and finally came to a undulating mountainous area. There were dead trees here and few people to visit. The ground was filled with withered leaves, and the cold and desolate atmosphere was everywhere.

Yin Tianyun paused at his feet, threw Hu Xiaotian to the ground, and shouted angrily: "Tell me quickly, where is the entrance to Yan Ao's underground palace hidden?"

Hu Xiaotian jumped up and looked around. There were no ghosts in the surrounding mountains and forests. Where did the underground palace architecture come from? He didn't know where Yan Ao's residence was. He asked tentatively: "Master, is this Mount Li?" Yin Tianyun frowned and said: "It should be!" Hu Xiaotian said: "Who told you that Yan Ao built the underground palace here?" Yin Tianyun scratched his scalp, and his eyes rarely returned to a moment of clarity. His violent aura unknowingly restrained and said: "I remember someone once brought me here to find Yan Ao. His name seemed to be Yan, Yan San, Yan Wu? By the way, it was Yan Wu!

After Yan Wu and I entered the mountain, a black mist suddenly flew over and spread around him, never dissipating. Then I couldn't remember anything. Hey, where is Yan Wu? Why did Yan Wu disappear? Did you see Yan Wu?" Hu Xiaotian shook his head and said, "I didn't see Yan Wu." He sighed in his heart. Yin Tianyun was indeed crazy. He could not distinguish between illusion and reality. He could no longer infer his behavior with normal thinking. The moment he was perhaps harmless, but the moment he would transform into the Demon King of Killing. What's terrible is that such a madman actually possessed extraordinary martial arts and was almost uncontrollable.

Yin Tianyun shouted, "Impossible! Yan Wu is clearly with me, why didn't you see him?" He raised his eyes and looked around, and suddenly shouted in a loud voice: "Yan Wu, where are you? Come out quickly! Come out!" He shook his arms, jumped up to the branches, shouting Yan Wu's name, while stepping on the tree and disappearing into the depths of the forest in a blink of an eye.

Hu Xiaotianmu stood there, listening to Yin Tianyun's cry gradually fading away, and a ridiculous feeling arose. Who did he provoke whom he was so lonely and abandoned in the deep mountains and forests. Fortunately, there were no tigers and wolves around him, otherwise he would have been in trouble with him unarmed! He looked up at the sky and decided on his initial direction, and then walked back in the direction. Yin Tianyun would not turn around for a while, so he would definitely not be able to count on him. He could only rely on his feet to walk out of the mountain area.

The mountains and forests were quiet, the cold wind blew, and the sound of crows echoed. Hu Xiaotianshen walked out for miles with one foot and one foot, wondering whether he was lost, but suddenly heard a faint voice coming from a distance. He was excited and quickened his pace, and his eyes suddenly became clear. He saw dozens of trees sank on the ground, forming a large open space, and the remaining broken stumps showed that these trees were broken by external forces. A group of big men squatting in the middle of the open space, which were setting fires, peeling and bones a wild boar, chatting and laughing, and loudly. When the big men heard the sound of footsteps, they turned their heads to look at Hu Xiaotian, and the fierce light was revealed.

Seeing that they were ferocious and had weapons, Hu Xiaotian couldn't help but secretly called them bad. The other party was a bandit. In this wilderness, the sky was not good. If one was not good, there would be a bloody disaster. He bowed and said, "Dear men, are hunters in the mountains? The young man accidentally heard that there was a great immortal in the mountains, who could spit clouds and mist and fly like a crane. He yearned for it for a while, so he had the idea of ​​going into the mountains to find immortals. Unexpectedly, after walking for most of the day, he not only found nothing, but also lost the direction of the road. Can you point out the path for the young man to get out of the mountain?"

Those big men laughed, "Looking for immortals?" "There are even idiots who read books in this world!" "Is it the immortal who can breathe and breathe? You scholar is so ignorant! According to your words, I am not the star god in the sky who will descend to earth? Get out of here, don't sway me and make me upset!"

Hu Xiaotian said: "Since you don't believe in Taoism or immortality, then the young master will say goodbye first."

At this moment, a thin man watching coldly suddenly opened his mouth and shouted, "Stop!" His face was pale, his eyes were deep, and his eagle's nose was like a hook, giving people a sinister and vicious feeling, and he sneered: "Boy, since you came to the door on your own initiative, why should you rush to leave?"

Hu Xiaotian looked carefully and found that it was Leng Qing, a ghost hand who had a one-time relationship! Near Changyang Mountain, Leng Qing and the seven demons of Yinshan and other underworld heroes chased the Mo brothers, trying to seize the iron box containing the secret map of the black iron. They intervened and destroyed it. Leng Qing also slapped him at that time. After a fierce battle, only Leng Qing, snake demon and camel demon escaped their lives, and the iron box finally fell into Li Shan's hands. Hu Xiaotian's hands sweated coldly and pretended to be puzzled: "Did the hero recognize the wrong person? The young actors are all literary and famous people, and it seems that they have no grudges with the heroes, right?"

Leng Qing smiled grimly and said, "Boy, don't pretend to be confused. Chang Yangshan's bloody battle has only been a few days ago. So many people have died. Have you forgotten? Fortunately, I am smart, otherwise I would have fallen into your hands that day." He paused and shouted, "Brothers, it was this person's guard who joined forces with Li Shan to kill Ke Dagui, Wujie Toutuo, He Chong and others, and took away the treasure map of the Demon Cult! Now the culprit actually crashed into our hands. Isn't this God's will?"

The other evil men jumped up and rushed towards Hu Xiaotian, "Fuck his grandma, this kid wanted to deceive us just now!" "His subordinates killed the brothers on the road, and just took him to his life." "Catch him and don't let him run away!" Hu Xiaotian didn't want to anger the other party so that he was killed on the spot. He wisely gave up resisting and pretended that he could not have martial arts at all. The evil men held Hu Xiaotian down and punched him a few times, and scolded: "Although this kid doesn't know martial arts, his bones are quite hard." "Brother Leng, how to deal with him? Do you want to make him a big deal and remove him from his stomach?"

Leng Qing shook his head and said, "It's too cheap to kill him so silently. It's only enough to be able to cut off his head, snatch his heart, and drink his blood when he decides the alliance in the evening."

"Good idea! Such a great event in the world, how can it make sense not to kill people to sacrifice to heaven?" "Haha, this kid happens to be related to the treasure map. Kill him will definitely win a good start."

Hu Xiaotian quickly learned the clue as they heard their Hu Chuhai talk. It turned out that the news that the mysterious iron secret map fell into Mo Hufeng's hands was heard. The northwest gangsters were all shocked, and all heroes gathered, hiding near Chang'an, staring at them, and all wanted to find an opportunity to get a share. During this period, someone contacted the city and made an appointment to gather in secret in Mount Li to plan the treasure map. Because there were many white masters in Chang'an City, no force dared to break into the city alone, let alone attacking the head of the Mo family, so they wanted to unite and launch an action. Leng Qing won over several thieves from the Qinling Mountains and temporarily formed a group of people in order to gain more contributions in the action.

In fact, the Xuantie Secret Picture records information about the altar of the Jiuyi tribe in ancient times, which has nothing to do with treasures such as gold and jewelry. It is of great significance to the Jiuyi tribe and is extremely sacred, but it has no value to non-Jiyi tribes. Thousands of years ago, due to the civil strife of the Demon Cult, the Xuantie Secret Picture disappeared in the war and eventually flowed into the rivers and lakes and was divided into two. In order to recover the Xuantie Secret Picture, the masters of the Demon Cult have stirred up the rivers and lakes for countless times, and they have killed many innocent lives. Due to the crazy pursuit of the Demon Cult, the underworld began to flow.

There are various legends about the secret map. Some say that it hides the treasure of the Demon Cult, some say that it carries the supreme skills of the Demon Cult, and some say that it is the certificate of the Demon Cult's passing of the throne of the leader, but the rumors about the Demon Cult's treasure are undoubtedly the most widely circulated and are the most deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. Of course, people in the Demon Cult will not issue statements to the public to clarify the falsehood of the rumors, so more and more people believe in the rumors. In order to seize this treasure of the Demon Cult that exists in the illusory world, the underworld masters have been going on one after another for hundreds of years, killing each other, almost crazy, and no one is willing to seriously investigate the truth behind it.

"Man dies for money, birds die for food", which is a famous saying in ancient times. People in the underworld lick blood on their heads all day long, and they are less valuable and enjoyable. They have a stronger desire for money than ordinary people. Once they hear about the treasures of the Demon Cult, they are like flies chasing rotten meat, and no one is willing to fall behind, and sharpen their swords and prepare to do a big fight.

Releasing news, causing conflict, muddles the water, and then taking advantage of the chaos to seize the secret map of the mysterious iron - this was a plan made by Hu Xiaotian. Who knew that after calculating, he would be in a desperate situation and his life would be difficult to save. Hu Xiaotian sighed secretly, the so-called human calculation is not as good as heavenly calculation. In the final analysis, it is because one of his own strength is too weak. Once there is a variable, the entire plan will be full of loopholes and there is no room for remedial. It is because of this. Regret and blame yourself, and it is useless to find ways to escape. But thinking about it, the chips he can produce can't impress Leng Qing and others who are so eager to gain power are helpless.

The evil men quickly set up wild boars to grill them. After the meat was cooked, they scrambled and chewed them happily. Hu Xiaotian had not yet entered the grain of rice from morning until dusk, and was so hungry that his chest was pressed against his back. Seeing that the evil men were full of oil in their mouths, he couldn't help swallowing his saliva, and the sound of the lower abdomen was gushing. The evil men laughed and threw a few bones with residual meat shreds over: "Boy, I'll give you two flesh bones. Don't be a starving ghost when you die, so as to avoid the suspicion of the underworld."

Hu Xiao Tianhu fell into Pingyang and was bullied by a dog, so he simply closed his eyes and ignored it.

"Hey, you guy is still a bit stubborn! You're going to die soon, don't you like it!"

The evil men had enough food and drink, put out the bonfire, tied Hu Xiaotian up and whistled away. They followed the marks of the guide and walked through the forest, turned left and right, and finally entered a circular valley. More than ten bonfires had been lit in advance in the valley, and a simple wooden platform was set up on the central open space. There were more than one hundred people sitting or making an appointment in front of the platform, all of which were extremely vicious and were not good at first glance. Leng Qing had a wide face, and as soon as he appeared, there were people who greeted him in a constant stream. Leng Qing responded one by one and led the people straight to the wooden platform.

Standing inside the crowd, there were heroes. One of them was a big man with a big waist and a round waist, and a curly bearded face pointed at Leng Qing and smiled, "Dear bosses, this is a ghost hand Leng Qing. Everyone might as well get closer in the future." Leng Qing clasped his fists and bowed lightly, "Good luck!" The gangsters replied with a cold bow, and didn't take it seriously. The curly bearded man's eyes turned, looking at Hu Xiaotian who was tied up like a rice dumpling, frowned and said, "Leng Qing, we are planning such a secret matter. What are you doing to tie an irrelevant person?" Leng Qing smiled sinisterly and said, "It's rare that heroes from all walks of life gather together. How can you not see red color without seeing such a big scene?" The curly bearded man suddenly said, "Good you, you, you, came up with the idea of ​​using the blood sacrifice of living people!"

At this moment, a scream came from afar, followed by a black shadow, and several masters broke into the valley from the northwest. The leader was pale and wrinkled. His left eye was covered with a black eye mask, his right eye was flashing with a cold light, and his back was slightly hunched. He was the boss of the seven demons of Yinshan - the camel demon. Among the seven demons, the tree demon, the bone demon, and the wolf demon were dead. Behind him were the snake demon, the pig demon, and the monkey demon. The camel demon's martial arts were so high that it was so cruel that everyone knew it and did not know how to open a passage and said hello.

Hu Xiaotian's mouth was bitter. If Leng Qing just wanted his life, the camel demon would definitely want to crush his bones and ashes to avenge his eyes. If he was discovered by the camel demon, he might not die until the alliance meeting was officially held.

The Camel Demon's nostrils were facing the sky, and he snorted coldly, walked into the crowd with a swagger, and shouted impatiently: "Gao Qingren, why didn't anyone come here?" The man with a curly face said hurriedly: "Boss Camel, I'm just responsible for preparing the venue. As for other matters, I don't know. But after counting the time, they should arrive too." The Camel Demon was about to get angry, and suddenly a bold voice sounded: "Camel, I haven't seen you for a few years, your bad temper has not changed at all. What's the ability to bully the junior!" The Camel Demon's eyes twitched, and his face became colder and ugly.

The unruly gangster heroes all changed their faces and stood with a solemn hand. The valley was silent, and the sound of crackling and bursting when the firewood burned was clearly heard.

He heard the sound of footsteps, a seven-foot-high head strode from the darkness. He was wearing a yellow cassock, a string of dark Buddhist beads hanging on his chest, a crescent shovel made of iron in his left hand, and a grilled lamb head in his right hand, while walking, chewing with relish, his mouth and face full of oil. His footsteps were extremely heavy, as if he was carrying a thousand pounds of weight on his back, and every step he took was half a foot to the ground, even the hard rocks would leave footprints.

The camel demon spitted out a few words like a toothache: "Don't kill the monk!"

The monk Busho threw away the sheep's head that was gnawed, wiped his mouth with his sleeve robe, and laughed: "Camel, I heard that one of your eyes was blinded. Who did it? Let me know. I want to invite him to drink the strongest wine and play with the best woman!"

The monk who does not kill is ranked tenth on the gangster list. He is a monk who breaks the rules and kills people as he wants. He and the seven demons of Yinshan once fought for a treasure, and each suffered damage in the battle, so that the relationship between the two sides dropped below the freezing point. From then on, they did not buy each other. Of course, it would be better not to kill the monk if they fought alone. However, if the seven demons in Yinshan fought one by seven, they would have to avoid the attack. At present, three of the seven demons died, and their strength was greatly reduced. If they did not kill the monk, they would no longer have to worry about the advantages of the other party's large number of people, so they openly spoke up to provoke.

The camel demon was slapped in the face by his mortal enemy in public, and his face was so angry that his face was blue and purple, but he couldn't do it. The rule of the underworld is to be the prey of the weak, and whoever has a strong fist is the boss. There are only four of the seven demons in Yinshan who are left, and they are no longer qualified to challenge the monk who does not kill.

The reputation of not killing monks is beyond the name of evil. The heroes of all gangs nodded and bowed and said, "You are here if you don't kill masters!" "If you don't kill masters, you will be at your fingertips."

When the monk Wukang walked closer, he saw the camel demon wearing a blindfold and his face was as deep as water. He laughed happily: "Amitabha, good, good! Good will be rewarded, evil will be rewarded, and cause and effect cycles are all in fate. Cause and effect, you have done too many evil things, so you have today's retribution!"

The Tuo Yao Er heard the sarcasm of the monk who did not kill the monk. Even if it was a clay man, he could not help but say angrily: "If you don't kill the monk, you will rape the women, rob merchants, massacre the people, and destroy temples. How come you have committed less evil deeds than me? Don't rush to say sarcastic words first. There will always be times when you are unlucky, and you will also be retribution."

The monk did not kill him and said indifferently: "The Sa family is a Buddhist disciple. He is blessed by the Buddha. How can you speak with you in the same day? I recite the scriptures devoutly for an hour every day. Do you have it? Since I am devoutly looking for the Buddha, I will go to the Western Paradise after death, and you will go to hell in all your life!"

The Camel Demon was extremely angry and said, "You monk Breaking the Ring with blood on both hands actually wants to join the Western Paradise? The Buddha is above, how can you beg you, a Buddhist disciple? I bet that your final outcome will definitely be to fall to the 18th level of hell and suffer the pain of reincarnation forever!"

The monk Bukan narrowed his eyes slightly, and his robes suddenly swelled up, and he said coldly: "Camel, you are so brave. How dare you curse the family like this? Isn't it a boring life?"

The Camel Demon was alert and sneered: "Only the state officials were allowed to set fire and not the people were allowed to light the lamps. How could such a reason be that! Are you really scared to be the Camel Master?" The snake demons and others hated the enemy and made a gesture in unison, glaring at the monk who did not kill.
Chapter completed!