Chapter 2 Chapter 1 Ghost Town Situation

The young man in Tsing Yi said: "There are still five miles to go. When I was working in the Escort Bureau years ago, I escorted the Escorts to walk this way. Don't look at the endless reeds. In fact, behind the forest barrier, there are villages and towns." The girl snorted coldly and said: "Don't forget that you are my elder brother now, and you still talk all the time. How can a big brother show shyness to a young man in Guang Qing who speaks in such a tone to his sister, and said: "Yes, yes, talk fast in the next moment ..." The girl was so angry that her face changed color, and she said:

"Hmph! It's really unteachable." The young man in Tsing Yi smiled lightly and said: "Actually, apart from dry throat and thirst, we really have no reason to hurry." The girl said in a deep voice: "You forget that there is a more serious and urgent reason..." The young man in Tsing Yi changed his face and said: "Sister, you mean that lame... lame ugly thing will intercept halfway?" The girl said: "It's not just that ugly thing, if daddy and his old man think well, I don't know how many risks we will encounter if we continue this way." The young man in Tsing Yi said: "My sister is worrying too much, the castle master is going too far..."

The following "word" is still not out of the mouth, the girl has already shouted: "Shut up! Dad has repeatedly told us that we are absolutely not allowed to reveal that we are from Taizhao Castle. You still keep calling the castle master!" The young man in Tsing Yi was terrified, the girl hummed and said again: "As one of the silver-clothed guards, you are so ignorant in your speech. I don't know why Dad chose you to carry out this mission?..." Before he finished speaking, the young man in Tsing Yi suddenly covered his mouth with his fingers, let out a soft "shush", and said in a low voice:

"Someone..." The girl kept silent, her beautiful eyes quickly glanced around, only to see the cloud and mist were gloomy, frost flowers were flying, except for the wind and waves on the top of the reed, it was difficult to hear any movement. The girl gave him a blank look and said: "What did you hear?" The young man in Tsing Yi shrugged and said, "Didn't hear anything? It's just my intuition..." The girl said carelessly: "Intuition again? You have sent out that intuition many times along the way, but not even a ghost appeared!..." The young man in Tsing Yi was speechless, the two of them rode forward, the reeds moved in front of the horse, and a figure leaped out from the grass!

The man was standing in front of the horse, dressed in a white cloth shirt, very young, about twenty, although his face was not particularly handsome, but his eyes were piercing, and there was a kind of demeanor in his manner, which made people feel People feel good at first sight. The boy in the cloth shirt shouted: "Hey, hey, answer in the horse!" Immediately the boy in Tsing Yi said: "What's the matter?" The boy in cloth shirt glanced at the girl and said: "Why are you riding side by side with this girl?" Immediately, the young man in Tsing Yi was taken aback, and said:

"I don't know why! Why do you ask me this question?" The boy in cloth shirt narrowed his eyes and said: "Just because it's not pleasing to the eye, I'm afraid this girl was kidnapped by Your Excellency, right?" The girl laughed coquettishly when she heard the words, "Heh...'heh."The young man in Tsing Yi said in a deep voice: "Brother is making trouble for no reason!" The cloth-shirt boy said arrogantly: "Whether it's unreasonable or reasonable, it's just a matter of control." The young man in Tsing Yi moved his mind slightly, secretly said:

"This boy is making excuses, don't you just say that? Let me test it out first." Tunnel: "Brother, how do you manage the law?" The cloth shirt boy said: "These words are tantamount to admitting that the girl was indeed coerced and abducted by Your Excellency. Everyone has a compassionate heart, so she must be protected... Protect flowers and eliminate harm!" The young man in Tsing Yi couldn't help but laugh, and said: "Who admits what? Let me tell you, this girl is my sister." The cloth shirt boy said: "You want to prevaricate with just this one sentence? You don't look like brothers and sisters. If you weren't abducted, you might have eloped?" The girl interjected with a smile: "What will happen if you elope? Hey, are you being reasonable or not? "

The cloth shirt boy said: "If it's elopement, it's even more unbearable!" Immediately, the boy in Tsing Yi turned his head to the girl and said: "This man is talking nonsense, what's the use of my sister talking to him, we need to hurry." He rode his horse forward, suddenly a white light flashed in front of his eyes, the cloth-clothed boy quickly twisted the rein with his left hand and shook it, the horse neighed in surprise, and its front legs flew into the air! The young man in Tsing Yi was thrown off the horse's back, he threw his upper body up, somersaulted in the air, and fell lightly to the ground.

The cloth shirt boy blurted out: "So easy!" The young man in Tsing Yi stood three steps ahead of the opponent and said: "Brother, is it arrogant?" The cloth shirt boy smiled and said: "It's not just arrogance, it's just going to kill you!" Tsing Yi boy Wen said: "Brothers are pushing each other again and again, we have always endured it, don't think it is because you are cold, just because..." The cloth-shirt boy interrupted and said: "It's just because you eloped together and you know you're wronged, so you don't dare to explode, right?"

The young man in Tsing Yi said: "Brother, the more you talk, the more outrageous it is." The boy in cloth shirt shook his head and said: "It's a pity that there is only one problem, that is, jealousy of 'elopement'. When seeing a man and a woman elope, he will kill him instantly." Immediately the girl said softly: "This kind of problem is really scary. If you don't see it, it's over?" The boy in cloth shirt said categorically: "No, I have to kill!" The young man in Tsing Yi said: "Very good, let's have a good fight..."

The cloth-shirted boy raised his palm slowly and struck straight out. The young man in Tsing Yi suddenly lost his figure, his arm sank slightly, and he grabbed it with his backhand.The cloth-shirted boy was forced to withdraw his palms, his body suddenly rose into the air, and he swung a huge ax with both palms, and it fell straight towards the opponent! The young man in Tsing Yi saw his amazing approach, his heart trembled a little, his body was flattened and after a few feet, he used his internal force to cover the opponent from afar. The cloth-clothed boy raised his head and screamed, his body flew five times in the air without touching the ground, and on the sixth round, he swung his palms and swung his moves like thunder. Covered by the wind of the opponent's fist, his body is like an iron nail, and his left and right palms are flying upwards. But when there was a loud "boom", the two sides crossed their bodies, the cloth-clothed boy stood five feet away, his hands drooping flat. The young man in Tsing Yi was stunned for a while, and said: "Which sect does brother belong to?" The cloth shirt boy said coldly: "No sect, no sect!" The young man in Tsing Yi said: "No wonder I don't recognize your tricks..." Before he could finish his words, the cloth-clothed boy came up to him with a slap in the face, raised his palm, and pushed towards his chest. The young man in Tsing Yi wanted to test the opponent's internal strength, he clasped his palms together and pushed out, the two forces collided in the air, both sides were shocked. The young man in Tsing Yi moved his palm with all his strength, spewing out his internal energy, but seeing that the opponent was still standing there, his body did not move, he couldn't help but secretly horrified. He shouted vigorously, circled his left palm, and extended his right palm again, the cloth-shirted boy did not change his original style, and bumped out flatly, the two sides faced each other head-on again! The young man in Tsing Yi's expression was very dignified, he swiped a semicircle with one palm, beyond Xunzhang, he struck out as many as nine palms in a row. The boy in the cloth shirt opened his eyes wide, his eyes flashed brightly, and he swung his palms out. Every time he received a palm, he took a few steps back, and finally he was already fourteen or five feet away from the other party! Immediately the girl frowned, and whispered to the boy in Tsing Yi: "This boy is not like the likes of Jianjing, he may be extremely boring..." I just heard the cloth-shirted boy on the opposite side say loudly: "If you don't see it, you still have something to do, that's all, if you are willing to pay a hundred taels of silver, we will do nothing." The youth in Tsing Yi said suspiciously: "Brother, is this extortion?" The cloth shirt boy said lightly: "There is a way to spend money to eliminate disasters, you should not be stubborn." The young man in Tsing Yi said: "This battle is meaningless. Of course, I am very willing to turn the sword into a jade, but right now I can only afford twenty taels..." As he spoke, he reached into his handbag and took out several ingots of snow-white silver. The boy in cloth shirt shook his head and said: "Not a good bargainer by nature." Immediately the girl interjected: "There's a solution for both ends. You might as well accept the twenty taels of silver for the time being. How about we send the other eighty taels of silver to you in a month's time?" The cloth shirt boy said: "No, I'll just go with you until I receive the eighty taels..." The girl blinked her eyes and said: "It's a deal..." The young man in Tsing Yi said: "Sister, you..." The young girl waved her slender hand, and he immediately stopped talking. The cloth-clothed boy saw it, and hummed in his heart, but remained silent. The young man in Tsing Yi said: "My lord, Gu Qianwu, can you show me your brother?" The cloth shirt boy said: "The surname is Zhao, and the word Ziyuan is Cao." He laughed and replied: "We don't know each other, why don't you tell me the name of this girl?" Gu Qianwu, a young man in Tsing Yi, said: "She...she..." The girl smiled sweetly and said: "Even if you ask for your name, you have to beat around the bush. It is true that Xiaojia is very angry. My name is Zhen Lingqing." Zhao Ziyuan, who was wearing a cloth shirt, said: "Between Zhen and Gu, brothers and sisters have their own surnames, which is strange." The girl Zhen Lingqing said: "Why is it so strange? We are cousins...cousins..." She tilted her head slightly, her beautiful eyes like autumn water looked at Zhao Ziyuan for a while, and said: "Hey, what can you do without a horse?" Zhao Ziyuan said: "Don't bother, the girl can let go of her bridle and gallop, and she will not fall behind on foot." Zhen Lingqing stopped talking, slapped the horse's back, and jumped out first, Gu Qianwu shook the reins and followed. After the Pegasus galloped more than ten feet away, Zhen Lingqing looked back and saw that Zhao Ziyuan was still standing there, she said with a cold face: "The person surnamed Zhao appeared too suddenly. Thinking about what we said earlier, he has already heard in his ears. He must have intentions to follow us under the pretext, and we must be careful..." Gu Qian Martial Arts: "Could it be that he came here for this?" Zhen Lingqing said: "I can't be sure right now. This person is unpredictable and profound, and it is hard to know, but I will eventually reveal his background..." The fast horse galloped, and in an instant it was tens of feet away from Zhao Ziyuan. Zhao Ziyuan watched the two horsemen gradually go away, and a trace of evil spirit suddenly flashed in his eyes, he murmured: "Fort Taizhao... Fort Taizhao... I never thought that this ancient castle would have another owner..." He jumped up and swept away quickly, and within a short while had caught up with the two riders in front. Seeing that Zhao Ziyuan was leaping beside the horse, Gu Qianwu couldn't help praising him: "Brother Tai is good at doing things, there is nothing to say about this light-hearted kung fu." The deserted road stretched along the wild reeds, and the terrain became lower and lower. Along the way, reed flowers fluttered all over the sky, whitening all the people and horses. Across the plains, at the junction of sky and cloud in the distance, a forest barrier appeared, a dark brown curve appeared in the green, two riders and three people hurried forward, and arrived at the small town in a short time. The small market town was built on the flat beams of the empty field, and the streets and alleys were dotted with dots. When the three of them entered the town, they immediately felt that the atmosphere was different. The whole town was quiet, not a single pedestrian was seen on the street, and not a single voice was heard! Gu Qianwu looked around and wondered: "What's going on? Are all the people in the town dead?" Zhen Lingqing said "Oh": "There is something strange, let's go to each street to have a look..." The two turned their horses' heads and rode across the side streets, only Zhao Ziyuan stood still. After about a cup of tea, Erqi returned to the original place, and Zhen Lingqing asked: "What did you find?" Gu Qianwu shook his head and said: "I didn't even see a ghost!" Zhen Lingqing said: "It's the same situation over there. It's eerily quiet. It seems that no one lives in this market town." Gu Qianwu turned to Zhao Ziyuan and said: "What's your opinion on this abnormal phenomenon, brother?" Zhao Ziyuan said calmly: "No one is left alone, we can live in a big house alone tonight." After a while, Zhen Lingqing suddenly heard Zhen Lingqing shouting: "Look! Someone's coming down the street!" Gu and Zhao heard the prestige and looked over. Under the sunshine, they saw a person walking slowly from the street! Gradually the man came closer, and it was vaguely seen that he was an old man with a clear face, holding a basket of vegetables and fruits, stopping and walking on the road. Gu Qianwu stood in front of the old man with a horizontal horse, bowed his body on the horse and said: "This old man invited..." The old man looked at the three of them and said: "Don't dare, what can a strong man learn?" Gu Qian Martial Arts: "The old man is the first person I saw in Xiayu Town, I don't know this town..." He paused slightly, and made a questioning expression.The old man frowned and said: "Heh, does the strong man feel that the situation in the town is different?" Gu Qianwu nodded and said: "Exactly, I wanted to find a restaurant to eat, but I didn't expect this town to be deserted..." Qingguan old man said in a deep voice: "The residents in the town have all moved to other places one after another half a year ago, just because..." Zhen Lingqing couldn't help interjecting, "Why?" The old man of Qing Dynasty said solemnly: "It's just that the town is often haunted by ghosts. In the past two years, dozens of people have died violently one after another. All of them died in horrific ways. There is no trace of the cause of death. There are still people who entered the town. The sound of ghosts calling gods and trumpets at night is endless, and the market town There are ghosts inside and outside, and the residents are disturbed, so Yan Xiang led him to move." Zhen Lingqing took a breath and said: "In this way, this town is actually a ghost town?" The thin old man nodded and said: “A true ghost town!” Zhao Ziyuan, who had been silent all this time, suddenly stepped forward and said: "Everyone in the town has moved elsewhere, why is it that only the old man still stays here?" The old man Qinghuang looked at Zhao Ziyuan for a while, and suddenly showed a puzzled look on his face, and blurted out: "How much like...how much like back then..." In the middle of speaking, he seemed to be alert, and hurriedly changed another tone: "Brother, this question is very sincere. The reason why the old man can't stay is because he has never been afraid of ghosts and gods." Zhao Ziyuan said: "The old man's courage is different from ordinary people?" The old man said: "Old people are forced to work with ghosts all day long because of their old career, and they will be at peace after a long time." Zhen Lingqing said: "What? The old man is..." The old man said: "The old man is the gravekeeper hired by this town." Zhen and Gu let out an "oh" in relief.The old man kept looking at Zhao Ziyuan, and the latter looked a little uncomfortable, turning his face to one side. The old man replied: "The humble house is on the cemetery in the outskirts of the town. There are fruit dishes, water and wine. If the three of you don't dislike it, please move over and let the old man enjoy the friendship of Yan Dao." Zhao Ziyuan didn't wait for Zhen and Gu to answer, and said first: "The old gentleman is so kind, but he is disrespectful. Xiao Ke will thank you first." Zhen Lingqing and Gu Qianwu looked at each other, and Zhen Lingqing nodded slightly. The old man went ahead, Zhao Ziyuan followed, Zhen and Gu rode their horses to follow, walking out of the north of the town, there was a large cemetery with a thatched hut in it. The four of them walked through the pile of chaotic pumps. The old man invited them to sit under the thatched shed in front of the house and set out water, wine, vegetables and fruits. The three young people were all hungry, so they ate and ate without any hesitation. Gu Qianwu took a sip of water and wine and said with a smile: "I didn't expect to drink and chew on the cemetery, but it has a special flavor." Zhen Lingqing gave Gu Qianwu a wink, and Gu Qianwu turned to the old man and said: "I take the liberty to ask the old man about someone. I don't know if the old man knows about it?" The old man said: "who?" Gu Qian Martial Arts: "A very ugly old man with a slight limp." The old man frowned, and was about to speak, when suddenly there was a sound of horseshoes on the road, three riders came galloping from the direction of the town, kicked off their horses one after another in front of the cemetery, passed through the cemetery, and came to the hut. A middle-aged man with a curly beard on the right glanced at the people under the shed, and asked: "Who is the gravekeeper here?" The old man said: "It's old." A short man on the left said: "Old man, have you ever seen an old man with a limp and an ugly face pass by here?" Gu and Zhen looked at each other in blank dismay, the old man Qinghuang snorted coldly and said: "There are also rules for asking questions. What kind of etiquette is this for old and young children? Humph, people really don't know how to behave." The short man cursed: "Ge Laozi, calling you an old man is enough to look down on you, but you are still hypocritical. If you make our family angry, heh..." The burly man in the center waved his hand and said: "Second brother shut up." He turned to the old man and said: "My father forgives me a lot. Our second brother is reckless by nature, but he is actually very malicious." The old man said: "I've never seen the person that the second brother Ling described." The bearded man said: "How is it possible? God of Disaster and Chou clearly agreed that we will meet here..." The short man shouted: "Old man, you didn't lie?" The old man in the Qing Dynasty silently refused to answer, and the burly man said: "Maybe the God of Calamity is late, we might as well wait here." The three of them stood by the horse and watched the road, when the sun had already risen. Under the thatched shed, Zhen Lingqing's expression was sombre, he dipped his fingers in water and wine, and wrote on the table: "It's the three monsters of Heiyan, worrying about the situation, they have already made a journey with God of Calamity!" Gu Qianwu lowered his voice and said: "The three monsters didn't recognize the two of us, and most of them still don't know about it. They are waiting for the notice from the evil god..." Only to hear the little man shout: "I still don't take a jar of burning knives to let the uncle get over the pain of drinking!" The old man said coldly: "It's all gone." The short man exclaimed angrily: "No wine? If there is no wine, the uncle will cut open your belly and feast on your blood to make up for it!" But when he heard a crisp sound of "cha", the short man had already grasped the big knife at his waist, he shouted loudly, and swung the knife towards the old man. The old man's complexion was heavy, seeing the cold light, and the knife was about to reach his body, Zhao Ziyuan under the shed suddenly shouted: "Toast you a glass of water and wine, catch it!" While drinking, he raised the wine cup on the table, flicked his fingers, the wine cup flew out of the air, spinning like a flying leaf, the castration disease was extremely terrifying. The short man slashed out with a knife, and the wine cup flew towards the place where the knife was held in his right hand like a swift arrow. Now he became hasty, he didn't even have the slightest room for consideration, and hurriedly withdrew the big knife, aiming at the tip of the knife. The wine cup was lifted away, and there was a soft "huh", the wine cup was raised a few feet, and it fell into his left hand. The bearded man lost his voice and said: "Rotating Leaf Finger!...Xuezhai Rotating Leaf Finger!..." The burly man's complexion changed, he jumped forward, cupped his fists at Zhao Ziyuan and said: "Heiyan Li Xiangye, these two are my second brother Zhan Nong and third brother Bu Shang, dare to ask..." He took a deep breath and continued: "Dare to ask, but you are from Yangwu Baixuezhai?" As soon as the words "Bai Xue Zhai" came out, the eyes of a dozen or so people in front of the hut all stared at Zhao Ziyuan, and everyone's faces showed expressions of disbelief. Zhao Ziyuan shook his head and said nothing, the burly man sternly said to Ye: "Brother Tai's first-hand kung fu is clearly from Baixuezhai. There are rumors in the world that Meng Jianshi, the master of Baixuezhai, has a close personal relationship with Zhao Feixing, the master of Taizhaobao twenty years ago. Since Zhao Feixing was brutally killed by a professional swordsman, it has not been seen in the martial arts world." With these two families showing up..." Zhao Ziyuan changed the subject and said: "It goes without saying that Your Excellency Kunzhong is famous, but even the kung fu of making the second brother's accuracy with the knife has reached the realm of deity..." When he said this, he turned around by chance, and saw that the pale old man had arrived behind him at some point, apparently listening to their conversation, with a very excited expression on his face. Zhao Ziyuan was stunned for a while, and said: "What's the matter with you, old man?" The old man in Qing Dynasty quickly regained his composure and said: "No, it's nothing... the old man just needs to see if the wine cup is broken." At this time, another monk with a short body and a big head came along the eastern path. The monk walked to the cemetery, turned to the left, looked at the people in front of the hut, passed by the pile of chaotic houses, and stopped in front of the divination merchant standing with his hands behind his back. The monk bowed his head and said: "Amitabha, the poor monk turned a good fortune." Heiyan's third fortune teller sneered and said: "Going to the cemetery of the dead to beg for alms, monk, you are too confused." The monk took out a wooden fish from his bosom, knocked it twice, and said: "It's rare to be confused a few times in life, so why should the benefactor take it too seriously?" Bu Shanghong said: "Honorable Chaotian! You still have to pretend, can't Bu Mou recognize you?" The monk took a step back and said: "The poor monk has been extinct in martial arts for more than ten years. I don't think there are people who have not forgotten the poor monk." Bu Shang said: "I heard that the venerable retired after defeating the Jin brothers in Lingnan ten years ago. Now, why did you come back out of the rivers and lakes?" The venerable Chaotian said in a deep voice, "The poor monk was forced to leave the mountain because of... for……" Zhan Nong interjected: "Is your lord going to betray me?" Venerable Chaotian said word by word: "Five days ago, the poor monk received a letter from his old friend, the god of disaster, the old ugly, who said that there was an extremely serious accident. He invited the poor monk to come here for a while..." Zhen Lingqing and Gu Qianwu, who were sitting aside and listening to their conversation, suddenly became quite ugly. Zhao Ziyuan saw it, and already had five or six points in his heart. Li Xiangye, the boss of the three monsters lost his voice: "The God of Disaster, Old Chou?!... Strange thing! Strange thing, our three Heiyan brothers also received a letter from Feige, and the meeting place is also a cemetery outside this ghost town!" After finishing the sentence, I suddenly heard a faint sound of "snoring" from behind a large tomb on the west side! Li Xiangye quickly stopped talking, turned around, and wandered around to the back of the grave, only to see a middle-aged beggar in white knotted dove clothes, reclining on the tombstone and falling asleep. Li Xiangye coughed lightly, and the middle-aged beggar rolled his sleepy eyes and said in a low voice: "There is nothing to do with the leftovers, and the clothes are not dirty!" Li Xiangye was stunned for a while, before saying: "Which expert from the beggar gang is here?" The middle-aged beggar stood up and said: "The flying ax shakes the world!" As soon as this remark came out, everyone looked sideways at him, and Li Xiangye laughed and said: "It turned out that the Flying Ax Beggar, one of the top five masters of the Budai Gang, has arrived. Forgive me for my blindness." The flying ax beggar said: "It's easy to say, I dare to ask if the God of Disaster, the old ugly, has come here as promised, the old beggar has been waiting for him for a long time..." The Bu Shang on the side said in surprise: "Why? Your Excellency also came here at the invitation of Lao Chou?" The flying ax beggar nodded heavily, and said: "Who said no." Li Xiangye said solemnly: "Old Chou didn't hesitate to work hard, so it can be seen that this matter is extraordinary!" The flying ax beggar said: "Wait for another hour, if the old ugly still doesn't come, our old beggar won't care about his big business. This time he flew a letter to invite Long Huatian, the leader of the gang. Go to the appointment on his behalf..." On the other side, Gu Qianwu was whispering to Zhen Lingqing: "It is said that the old ugly man is both good and evil, between black and white, and has great potential power. This seems not to be an exaggeration. It seems that he has invited first-class masters of both good and evil, who are in trouble. !" Zhen Lingqing said softly: "We must remain vigilant at all times and wait for the opportunity to leave here." After she finished speaking, she raised her pink face, and she saw that Venerable Chaotian was moving under the thatched shed, clasped his hands together and asked: "I don't know if the three benefactors also received the letter from the God of Calamity's flying pigeon?" He was referring to Zhen, Gu and Zhao Ziyuan, so Gu Qianwu stammered: "No...it's not...I'm just passing by here occasionally..." Venerable Chaotian rolled his eyes and said: "Good, good, it's a rare coincidence." Zhen Lingqing suddenly stood up and said: "The little girl doesn't know what the venerable is referring to?" Venerable Chaotian smiled and said: "The poor monk is not good at talking around corners. It's because the female benefactor is supercilious." He clasped his body together and bowed, but Zhen Lingqing felt a dark force approaching him. She flicked her jade hand faintly on her chest, but saw that the clothes of the Venerable Chaotian couldn't help but Zhen Lingqing's delicate body was violently shaking. After shaking it, I finally took a stake and stood firm! Zhao Ziyuan was shocked when he saw this, and thought to himself: "I've heard for a long time that this Venerable Chaotian's miraculous skills are world-class. Ten years ago, he defeated the Jin brothers in Lingnan. It really shocked the martial arts world and attracted people's attention. I don't want to think that he didn't take advantage of a woman today. It's enough." It proves that Zhen Lingqing is unfathomable..." Venerable Chaotian lowered his voice and said: "Teach!" All the masters on the grave realized that the situation under the shed was different, and all their eyes were on Zhen Lingqing. Zhen Lingqing patted his sleeves as if nothing had happened, sat down again, picked up the glass of wine in front of the table and drank it down in one gulp. This amount of alcohol, such arrogance, immediately stunned everyone. Everyone was silent, and everyone's mood seemed strangely heavy; the air condensed under the chilling atmosphere... The sky is getting dark gradually, it is the time when the west mountain is sunset and the east mountain is dark. The dusk was heavy, and everyone on the grave stood silently, only the three monsters of Heiyan paced back and forth from time to time, anxiously overflowing their appearance, the beggar with the flying ax rubbed his hands and said: "After waiting for a whole day, is the old ugly going to miss the appointment?" Li Xiangye stopped and said: "Let's see that the old ugly is probably delayed by something, otherwise with his personality..." Zhan Nong suddenly stopped and shouted: "It's the God of Disaster!...He, he's coming!..." Everyone's nerves were tense all of a sudden, and they looked around; under the afterglow of the setting sun, there was a black shadow limping past the ghost town and rushing towards the cemetery, but the speed was astonishingly fast! Zhen Ling's blue and white face changed, and he said hastily: "Let's go!" Zhen and Gu stood up, Zhao Ziyuan swayed slightly, and then stood up. The three lifted themselves up at the same time and rushed towards the east, the Venerable Chaotian shouted: "Benefactor, please stay -" As soon as his figure swung, he was already in front of the three of them.Gu Qianwu roared and pushed out with a swish of his palm. Venerable Chaotian took his palm forcefully without dodging or avoiding it. When the three of them took over the hands of the Venerable Chaotian, they crossed their bodies and suddenly moved five or six feet away. It was too late to say, and at that time, the black shadow in the ghost town had already rushed towards it, and it was approaching in an instant. In front of the grave, the speed is so fast that even a master like the Black Rock Three Monsters can only see a flash of light! The black shadow rushed into the cemetery, then circled around the corner, just stopping the three of them! In an instant, all the masters on the grave had surrounded them, seeing that they couldn't escape, they simply stopped. Looking up, there is an old man with a strange figure, ugly appearance, long hair and shawls, scrofulous skin on his face, and a slight limp in front of him! Zhao Ziyuan couldn't help but feel terrified when he saw this respectful model.Why not Zhen and Gu? Na Zhannong said: "Why did the old ugly come here until now?" The ugly and lame man is the God of Disaster, Lao Chou, he said: "I don't have time to go into details right now, but you are indeed believers, and this has given me a lot of strength." Gu Qianwu took a step forward, Hong Sheng said: "Your Excellency stopped us for no reason, what is your intention?" Calamity God Old Chou sneered and said: "How could it be for no reason, the old man has already expected that you will pass through this ghost town!" Li Xiangye on the side rushed and said: "Already expected? Old Chou, you invited us here, is it related to the three of you?" God of Calamity said: "It has a lot to do with it!" The flying ax beggar said impatiently: "What's the matter? Old ugly, why don't you explain it quickly!" God of Calamity said in a deep voice: "If the matter is not too serious, how can this old man labor for you." Seeing his serious tone, everyone's heart tightened immediately, but Wen Yishen continued: "Shen Zhizhang, layman of Qimen, have you all heard about it?" Everyone seemed to be taken aback suddenly, took a step back involuntarily, Bu Shang lost his voice and said: "Shen Zhizhang?! You mean that he died last year—he died in..." His lips trembled, unable to speak any more, God of Disaster said: "It was Shen Zhizhang who died under a professional swordsman." Calamity God nodded heavily, and said: "It is a well-known fact that Layman Qimen died under the sword of a professional swordsman. Before Shen Zhizhang died, he received a black letter of challenge from a professional swordsman. Everyone in the martial arts world is also aware of it." The flying ax beggar said: "You can't explain this by being ugly."