Chapter 16 Chapter Fifteen

The sea of ​​stone liquid and ink above the Danding tumbling for a while, suddenly separated towards the two sides, just like the Red Sea in front of Moses.Countless people were wrapped in translucent ink and slowly descended from the sky. When they descended half the height, Luo Zhongxia was able to see the identities of the visitors: Monk Peter, Yan Zheng, Qin Yi, Nineteen, that short and fat Cheng Zhou and a beautiful woman in her thirties . Among the six of them, Qin Yi and Monk Peter were in the same ink group, the other four occupied one each, and the five ink groups fell together.Luo Zhongxia could even make out the twinkling pen spirit in the ink ball with the naked eye.Scales, thrushes, rafters, five colors, and a pen spirit that I have never seen before, presumably belonged to that woman.These five stars are falling slowly, coupled with the jet-black sky, it has a strange sense of holiness.

"What the hell is going on..." Luo Zhongxia looked up at the sky and muttered, puzzled by this weird combination.Wei Shiran also narrowed his eyes, looked up to the sky, his eyes stayed on everyone for a moment, his lips moved slowly, he didn't know what to say. After counting them carefully, Luo Zhongxia suddenly noticed that there was no Zhuge Yihui in the team.He doesn't have a pen spirit, it seems that he was excluded by Gaoyang Lidong's exclusion mechanism. But why did Peter come in?A question flashed in Luo Zhongxia's mind. He took a closer look and found that Peter seemed to have been seriously injured and had been hugged by Qin Yi the whole time. "Could it be that people who don't have a pen spirit can break into the cave as long as they are led by the officials of the pen tomb?" Luo Zhongxia was startled when he thought of this, and he suddenly remembered that when Xiaorong broke into the cave in Gaoyang, He also kept holding his hand until the two of them fell to the bottom of the cauldron before letting go, and then fell weakly to the ground.

Mo... Could it be that Xiao Rong is not a pen official? What nonsense!Didn't Xiaorong's Yongxu pen see it with his own eyes?What's more, even now, I can feel the unique breath of the pen spirit in Xiaorong's body, which is very real in my embrace. embrace... um... Luo Zhongxia suddenly felt chills on his back for no reason, and before he had time to support Xiaorong, he saw Shijiu's cold gaze coming straight over, as sharp as her lancet, piercing himself easily. At this time, the ink balls of several other people also broke apart, stepping onto the bottom of Ge Hong Dan Ding one after another.

As soon as Cheng Zhoufu landed, he found Nineteen on his left and Yan Zheng on his right, so he ran behind Liu Yuanyuan in fright.Others are fine, but Yan Zheng is one of the guys that Cheng Zhou is most afraid of. His fierce performance in the hospital completely frightened Cheng Zhou out of courage. Liu Yuanyuan gave this cowardly guy a disgusted look. For some reason, the master insisted on sending him to participate in this operation.She looked around and found that the situation was not good for her side. For some reason, the pen boy and Wilde who manipulated the pen boy did not appear. It was really difficult for herself and a piece of trash to deal with three, no, four pen officials.

But before that, there is one more person who needs to say hello. "Uncle Shiran, you planned all this?" She said to the old man coldly. Wei Shiran was not surprised by Liu Yuanyuan's appearance, he sat firmly on the square inkstone, and said with a smile: "I'm ashamed, it's not this time. You see, even I myself was caught in a pen trap, unable to move." "Oh?" There was a surprised expression on Liu Yuanyuan's white face, but it was fleeting. "Is this a bad joke you made? Or is it another trap?" "Hey, don't you think I only have these two images in your mind?"

"In the eyes of the master, neither you, the old fox, nor the little fox can be trusted. But it's beyond my expectation that you have colluded together." Liu Yuanyuan said coldly, beside Qin Yi made a face at her.During the siege against Monk Peter and others, Qin Yi not only failed to complete the task of isolating Luo Zhongxia, but also helped Monk Peter escape from the siege, which made the whole operation fail.If it wasn't for Liu Yuanyuan's timely follow-up, she might still be wandering around Nanming Mountain with Wilde empty-handed until now. Wei Shiran said: "Your master and I are just a cooperative relationship, and we can't talk about trust or distrust. I do things on my own, and he sits back and enjoys what he gets. This is all agreed in advance. As for how I do things and how he sits and enjoys them, everything is up to you. It depends on their own fortune. I am unlucky now, and I am trapped in the pen array set up by the master of the pen mound. It's as simple as that."

Liu Yuanyuan snorted coldly, said nothing more, turned her head to look at Luo Zhongxia: "So this is the pen official of Qinglian Pen, and it doesn't look very good. Chu Yimin died in his hands? Tsk." "He died at the hands of your master." Wei Shiran reminded. "You can't even beat such a fluffy kid, he's like a useless person, why keep it?" Luo Zhongxia didn't notice this criticism.He now put all his attention on how to avoid Nineteen's eyes.In order not to appear deliberately evasive, he exchanged with Yan Zheng a little bit of embarrassment about their respective situations after they were separated.

It turned out that the cave where Monk Peter and the others recuperated was the opposite of Gaoyang Cave and facing the mountain. In fact, there was only a thin layer of stone wall between Gaoyang Cave and Gaoyang Cave.Just now Luo Zhongxia triggered Shen Kuo's mechanism, causing the entire rock mass to be affected, and this cave was also liquefied. Yan Zheng looked at Xiao Rong, then at Nineteen, and said to Luo Zhongxia with a tease: "This is your real doom, friend." Luo Zhongxia asked Yan Zheng to support Xiaorong temporarily, and moved over to talk to Nineteen.Unexpectedly, Nineteen said two words coldly: "Go away." He was so scared that he immediately shrank back.

At this time, Wei Shiran clapped his hands, and briefly explained how powerful the pen formation formed by Ge Hongding and Mi Fuyan was, which made everyone's complexions change drastically.Not long after they landed, they only felt that the tripod was quiet and cool, but they didn't expect such a powerful killing move to be hidden in it.If it's what Wei Shiran speculated, I'm afraid that none of these people will be able to escape. "I don't believe it!" Liu Yuanyuan said loudly, "Are you trying to scare us away just because of your empty words?" She spoke with full of air, but her footsteps never moved forward.For this unfathomable old fox, she still has some fears.Cheng Zhou, who was behind her, dared not say a word, for fear that others would turn their attention to him.

Wei Shiran said: "Under my inkstone is the fire of Danding, once we leave, everyone will be burned into ashes by Ge Hongdan fire, and go straight to heaven, wouldn't it be great?" Ding Nei suddenly became quiet, and the atmosphere here is just like the pen array, maintaining a delicate and fragile balance.There were eight people in total, but they were divided into three factions.Wei Shiran, Xiao Rong, and Qin Yi are obviously on one side; Liu Yuanyuan and Cheng Zhou are on their opposite sides; Luo Zhongxia, Yan Zheng, Peter Monk and Nineteen are neutral third parties—each side has troubles , Wei Shiran couldn't move, Xiaorong was too weak, only Qin Yi was left to fight; Cheng Zhou was a cowardly waste, Liu Yuanyuan couldn't do anything alone; as for the third party, Luo Zhongxia's anger towards Nineteen was as cold as cicadas , I dare not look directly at it until now.

Everyone, you look at me, I look at you, and each other's eyes show a look of bewilderment.The relationship between these eight people is intricate, and I really don't know whether to fight first, or seek common ground while reserving differences, and then escape.The tripod and inkstone situation in Gaoyangli Cave has turned into an embarrassing cage. "If there is a fight, I'm afraid it will be a scuffle. Who is the one who is still standing?" Yan Zheng said to himself with great interest, "At least I hope it's not Wei Shiran." "Why?" Luo Zhongxia asked absent-mindedly. His current thoughts were alternately impacted by worries about Xiao Rong, guilt about Nineteen and worries about Ding Yan pen array, and Huai Su's Zen mind was on the verge of collapse. "Because if he stands up from that inkstone, we will all be dead." Yan Zheng laughed to himself.Yan Zheng is the only one who can still tell bad jokes under such circumstances. Shijiu and Liu Yuanyuan glared angrily at the same time, feeling that this man was simply unreasonable. Wei Shiran glanced at him appreciatively: "You are Yan Zheng?" "Exactly, Yan is Yan Zhenqing's Yan, and politics is the politics of harmony between people and politics." "Don't be surprised by the changes, calm and determined, you really have the style of a general." Wei Shiran nodded and praised, "As expected of the man Yi'er likes." Yan Zheng's expression did not change at all, he clasped his fists with a smile and said, "I also admire Miss Qin very much." Qin Yi rolled his eyes, stood up without any shyness, giggled and said, "You two don't care about other people's face at all, and you just say it so outrageously, it's embarrassing to the death - the pen I gave you, but Do you still have it with you?" Yan Zheng spread his five fingers: "Always carry it." Yan Zheng's eyebrow pencil was stolen by Qin Yi from Wei's house, and he got it on his body by mistake, so the two of them are indeed destined to each other. At this moment, Liu Yuanyuan shouted with a sullen face: "To you shameless men and women, you are too nervous!? The accounts between us have not been settled yet!" Qin Yi immediately pushed back: "According to seniority, I have to call you auntie. Your teenager's emotional life is unfortunate, so don't blame others. Besides, happiness is right in front of you. You can't blame it if you don't catch it." Who?" She finished speaking in one breath, took Yan Zheng's arm generously, and at the same time gave Monk Peter a meaningful look. Liu Yuanyuan was furious, and her cold and rigorous expression seemed to have some angry cracks: "You don't have to worry about my business! You just have to die obediently!" "Get rid of us? This plan is very good, so what then? I will stand alone in the cauldron and die forever? Oh, yes, you don't have to be alone all your life, you still have that short fat man with you, here In Danding, we live together and live together." Qin Yi's words were eloquent, she spoke briskly, her jaw suddenly felt cold, and a white light flew past her cheek, piercing the tripod wall behind her, but it turned out to be an embroidery needle.Liu Yuanyuan slightly bent her right fist, and with three steel needles between her fingers, she said coldly, "If you talk more nonsense, the next time it will stab your mouth." Qin Yi didn't show any weakness, and immediately shook out his scale pen, turned out several scales and locks to float in the air, pointed at Liu Yuanyuan from a distance, and laughed: "Aunt Yuanyuan, you know my rare pen— — I don’t know what is the origin of your pen spirit? Why don’t you tell me about it.” Liu Yuanyuan's pen spirit avatar has always been a mystery, it seems to be weak, it can only bring out the guilt in people's heart, and has no other use; but this ability alone is very strong.Although Qin Yi has been messing with "them" all the time, he doesn't know the details. Liu Yuanyuan said proudly: "You don't need to know, and you won't want to know." Liu's eyes stood up, and two sharp eyes cut across the void. The gray aura filled her towering chest, and quickly converged into a pen that collapsed. A fluffy red-headed little pen. For a moment, the two pen spirits faced each other far away, and the atmosphere in the cauldron, which had been slightly relaxed, suddenly became tense again. Just when the conflict was about to break out between the two women, a voice suddenly broke in: "Miss Qin, Yuan Yuan, how about a few words from the poor monk Rong?" It turned out to be Peter who had been silent all along.He was seriously injured in the battle at Yunge Cliff, and he told Qin Yi about the big incident. In fact, he was physically and mentally exhausted, his complexion was frighteningly pale, and every word he said made people feel that his life was hanging by a thread.The pair of gold-rimmed glasses were broken and slanted on the bridge of the nose, looking rather funny. Liu Yuanyuan snorted coldly, but didn't stop her.Qin Yi laughed and said, "Uncle Peter wants to talk, how can I not listen as a niece?" Then he also put away his pen.She sneaked into Wei's house that day and claimed to be Wei Qinggang's daughter. If what she said was true, she should really be called Monk Peter as an uncle in terms of seniority. Monk Peter bowed slightly to Wei Shiran, stood up and said: "A monk should have pure six senses and not care about worldly affairs. It's a pity that the poor monk has been too deeply involved in the world, so I feel ashamed. Uncle Shiran, you are suspected of losing your relationship; Miss Qin, you have a grudge against the pen; you have a family dispute with Miss Nineteen; you have a guilty conscience with Yuan Yuan; vertical and horizontal." Everything he said was true, and the relationships among the people in the cauldron were all intricate and inextricable. Hearing what Monk Peter said, everyone nodded secretly. Monk Peter let out a deep breath, obviously trying his best to suppress the pain in his body. Luo Zhongxia was a little worried and said: "I said Peter, if you can't hold on, don't talk about it. Anyway, if we really do it, we won't lose." Monk Peter shook his head and continued: "If we meet in other places, the poor monk will not be able to say anything. But now we are all in the trap of tripod and inkstone pens, we are involved in strange dangers, and our lives are in danger at every turn, so we should temporarily put aside the past grievances , Think about the way to break the game. If you are still obsessed with fighting like just now, what's the point of winning? In the end, you will only end up with both sides hurting." What he said was somewhat partial to Liu Yuanyuan.If there was a real fight, Qinglian, Ruzhu, Thrush, and Linjiao, plus Peter, would have an overwhelming advantage over the unknown red-headed small pen and five-color pen. Why couldn't Liu Yuanyuan hear the implication, although she put on a ungrateful expression and moved her red lips a few times, she didn't shout out loud.Cheng Zhou, who was behind her, heard Peter's proposal, but was overjoyed, nodded hastily and said, "Monk Peter, you are right, very right, unity is needed at this time." But Nineteen shouted resolutely: "They are the murderers who killed Mr. Fang Binfang, how can I cooperate with them!" Yan Zheng persuaded from the side: "Hey, I didn't say I won't let you take revenge, it's just that the timing is wrong. Even if you kill them, you won't be able to get out. Wouldn't it be a waste of life?" "If you can avenge Teacher Fang, you will die without regret." Nineteen said decisively. "Even if you don't go out by yourself, you have to think about others." Yan Zheng glanced at Luo Zhongxia, it's okay if he didn't look at it, but it made Nineteen's anger rise even more: "Hmph, he's going to have fun! What's none of my business?" Yan Zheng groaned secretly in his heart, thinking that he shouldn't overthrow the jar of jealousy, he quickly changed his tone and said, "Let's say it's for yourself, the one who killed Fang Bin was Ou Zilong, the other was Zhuge Chun, and another "them" What's the point of you dying with these shrimp soldiers and crab generals?" Hearing it on the 19th day, the words made sense, just as he shut up, Liu Yuanyuan suddenly burst out: "Your surname is Yan, who do you think is a shrimp soldier and a crab general?" As the successor of the thrush pencil, Yan Zheng has always been very respectful to beautiful women. At this time, he was suddenly questioned, and he quickly argued: "I'm talking about Cheng Zhou." Cheng Zhou was most afraid of Yan Zheng, and he didn't dare to answer when he was scolded. , I had to shrink my neck and take the loss to my stomach. Seeing that he was so useless, Liu Yuanyuan sighed secretly, turned her gaze to Monk Peter, and said in an unexpectedly gentle tone: "Qingdong, what do you think should be done?" Monk Peter said: "The poor monk thought that since the tripod inkstone was a trap set by the owner of the pen mound, there must be a way to resolve it." This statement is a great truth, but it is of no use.After hearing this, everyone was a little disappointed. Previously, they thought that Monk Peter could have some kind of wisdom, but they didn't expect to hear such nonsense. Sitting on the square inkstone, Wei Shiran couldn't help saying: "Nephew, it's as if you didn't say anything." Monk Peter smiled slightly, and said to Wei Shiran: "For others, it is, but for you, Uncle Shiran, it is not the case, right?" Wei Shiran remained calm, and simply said: "Oh?" Monk Peter went on to say: "Although I did not attend the battle at Yongxin Temple in person, I have heard two benefactors, Luo and Yan, describe it in detail. The master of the pen mound's method of locking the pen is indeed exquisite, but Uncle, your technique of breaking the situation is even more so." Qiqiao. Firstly, it lured the ghost of the debater to destroy the Tubi Tomb, and then used the green lotus to trap the white clouds on the roof, all kinds of planning are very meticulous." When Luo Zhongxia and Shijiu heard this, their expressions were not very good.During that battle, they were completely manipulated by Wei Shiran, making wedding dresses for others for nothing. "Uncle Shiran, since you were able to set such a sophisticated trap, you must have known in detail the situation set up by the master of the pen mound to store the pens in advance. Yongxin Temple is like this, the secret of this Gaoyang Cave may not be out of your grasp .” Wei Shiran patted the inkstone on his knees, and said with a wry smile: "How do I know the secrets of Yongxin Temple? It's okay if I can tell you. But if I have everything in Gaoyang Cave, how can I be trapped here?" ?” Monk Peter said: "Uncle Shiran, I know your disposition. You have always planned before you move, and you don't fight unprepared battles. You say that you rushed into Gaoyang Cave rashly, I'm afraid it's hard to convince people." Wei Shiran was furious: "Then if I stand up and burn everyone to death together, you will believe me?" Monk Peter said: "Uncle Shiran doesn't need to show me this attitude. You are in prison, and the poor monk has seen it for himself. It's just that according to Uncle Shiran's style, he has always used his strength to fight, and he has never refused to do it himself. Do it." He took a short rest, looked around, and said: "Miss Qin Yi and Uncle Shi Ran are on the same road, she rescued us to the opposite side of Gaoyang Cave, and when Yuan Yuan's pursuers arrived, they happened to be together Falling into a sea of ​​stone liquid and ink. Isn’t this a coincidence?” The chaos on Nanming Mountain today caused the participants' thinking to be disturbed, and they remained in a daze.At this time, after listening to Monk Peter's dissection clearly and thinking carefully, he felt that there were many mysteries to be unearthed. Luo Zhongxia said at this moment: "This is unreasonable, Peter. Xiao Rong came to me because Wei Shiran was behind his back. How could he calculate when Xiao Rong and I would arrive at Gaoyang Cave and when we would enter the inner cave?" ?” Monk Peter said: "Gaoyang Cave needs people with pen skills to trigger liquefaction, but it doesn't have to be Qinglian. Miss Qin, Yuan Yuan, whoever it is, can also trigger it. So I think Uncle Shiran first The plan was originally intended to lure us into the cave, but you should have been excluded. Unexpectedly, Xiaorong came looking for you by accident, so he entered Gaoyang cave by mistake." "Uh?" Luo Zhongxia didn't know whether he was happy or worried, so he couldn't help but take another look at Xiao Rong who was still half awake.He suddenly thought of something strange that Rong Yu once said: "Lord Wei has his own arrangements, don't be smart and make troubles!" With such an understanding, could it be that Wei Shiran intended to be in danger deliberately from the very beginning, but this is What are you drawing? Wei Shiran sat cross-legged in his spare time, squinted his eyes and listened to Monk Peter's words, and said slowly: "Let's assume your nephew is right, what conclusions can you draw?" "If my inference is correct, Uncle Shi Ran can't break the situation of the tripod and inkstone alone. The key to breaking the situation and getting the brush must be among us, maybe even us." After Monk Peter said this, everyone was shocked.Liu Yuanyuan's heartbeat suddenly accelerated.Her original mission in Nanming Mountain was to capture these people, but if Qihou was also captured, the master would definitely be happier.She looked at the eloquent Monk Peter, and some emotions that had been buried for a long time quietly sprouted in her heart. The young Wei Qingdong, who used to be eloquent only in front of her, overlapped with the pale monk now. Clap clap. Wei Shiran slapped four times in a row, and praised: "People say that Wei Qinggang is the best among the young people of the "Qing" generation of the Wei family. Looking at it now, his younger brother Wei Qingdong is not inferior at all. , even more than that.” "Thanks for the compliment." Monk Peter replied lightly. "So, you admit that it was premeditated?" Liu Yuanyuan said loudly, she was eager to know how to get out of this situation, how to get this pen. Wei Shiran glanced at her slowly: "You child, your irritable temper has not changed at all. If you were willing to listen to Qingdong to argue a few words that day, why would there be such a misunderstanding, so that one escaped into Buddhism and the other entered by mistake?" Astray." "It's not up to you, an outcast from the Wei family, to teach me a lesson!" Liu Yuanyuan was very angry when she was told that she was hurting, and wanted to get on her body. Monk Peter hurriedly stepped forward to hold her shoulder, and said softly, "Yuanyuan, don't worry." Liu Yuanyuan was held down by his shoulders, and the heat in his palms came through his shirt. He felt flustered, and hurriedly flung it away: "What about me, I don't need you to care about me." Monk Peter was already weak, but he was thrown back by her. After taking a few steps, Liu Yuanyuan subconsciously wanted to support him, but stopped abruptly halfway, and secretly gritted her teeth. Yan Zheng stepped forward and supported Monk Peter.The latter gasped for a moment, raised his head and asked Wei Shiran, "Uncle Shiran, are the inferences I said correct?" Wei Shiran and Qin Yi looked at each other, Qin Yichao took a step back, but his face was a little ugly, he forced a smile and said: "If you want to tell them, just agree. We are a cooperative relationship, and I am only responsible for bringing people in. Others Never mind." Wei Shiran nodded, took out a book from his pocket, and threw it to Monk Peter, with a serious tone: "Although you are not completely right, you are not far behind. How to break the situation is all in this book, it's just... ...Well, see for yourself." Monk Peter took the book, and it turned out to be a collection of rubbings of "Nanming Cliff Carvings", published in the 1980s, which is not considered an ancient book.He flipped through it casually, and happened to turn to the page with the bookmark pinned on it. He lowered his head and read it carefully, his complexion turned from pale to livid, his hands shook violently, and he could barely hold the book. "This... this... how could the master of the pen mound use such a vicious method?" Monk Peter's weak and angry voice echoed in the cauldron.