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Chapter Sixty Seven

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    Because the mountain wind was blowing very hard, both of them woke up quite early the next day. Although it was not yet dawn, the owner of the house got up to boil water and feed the chickens.

    ? Yang Jin intends to go out to explore the road, taking advantage of the time now, even if the progress is not smooth, at least he can come back before dark.

    He found some old clothes to fix Wen Qian's injured leg, put on as much as possible for her, carefully restored the room to its original appearance, and asked the old man for some dry food. After all this, he was ready to leave.

    This day and two nights I disturbed the old man a lot, Yang Jin wanted to give him money as a thank you, but the other party insisted not to, thinking that he was able to live to this day because of the favor of the gods, he should do more good deeds, if he took the money, he would break the precept.

    He spoke eloquently, and strongly condemned Yang Jin's superficial and well-intentioned behavior of doing bad things.  In the end, Yang Jin had no choice but to leave a dagger beside the bed, which was the only useful thing on him.

    When they said goodbye and left, the old man was holding out a wooden sign and bowing devoutly in the courtyard.

    Wen Qian casually glanced at it, the sign seemed to be old, with a mottled outline, and some ghostly symbols were vaguely engraved on it.

    The old man worshiped very seriously, and he didn't even have the time to say goodbye to them. Yang Jin didn't want to disturb him, so he closed the door lightly.

    He kept going back the same way, and as he walked, the dark surroundings gradually became brighter. He first went to the cave to have a look¡ªthe government didn¡¯t know if he didn¡¯t notice it, or he was on the way here, and the secret passage was still collapsed.  He couldn't get into shape, which was no different from a few days ago, so he had no choice but to give up this choice and planned to go around the cave.

    Yang Jin thought that the reason why the old man couldn't find another exit was probably because many places were difficult to climb, and since he had light skills, as long as it wasn't a cliff, it shouldn't be difficult to climb over a mountain.

    After such a calculation, he slowly headed towards the rugged mountain road with Wen Qian on his back.

    The more we walked forward, the more luxuriant the weeds under our feet, as if no one had set foot on them, so weeds grew unscrupulously. Several wormwoods that reached our knees swayed in the wind.

    Wen Qian took a nap on his back for a while, vaguely feeling the mottled morning light hit her cheeks through the gaps in the branches and leaves above her head, she opened her eyes in a daze.

    The dense fog with moisture is lingering on the vegetation and rocks, and the tall green hills in the distance and the winding roads nearby are hazy. At first glance, there is a mysterious illusion of being on the side of Huangquan Road and beside the Naihe Bridge.

    Wen Qian got up from Yang Jin's back, spread his hands and swept across the invisible white mist around him, and suddenly said in a low voice: "Ah Jin, the fog seems to be getting bigger."

    It's not surprising that the mountains are foggy in the morning. Hearing this, Yang Jin just hummed, but didn't stop.

    "It's not some kind of drug again, is it?" She has already begun to unconsciously cast shadows on things with smoke.

    Yang Jin let out a slight smile in his nose: "It's really 'Once bitten by a snake, ten years afraid of the well rope' How can you jump into the same pit for the third time?"

    She snorted softly: "You probably thought the same way when you danced the second time."

    Wen Qian played with the black silk on his shoulders, "Remember when I was in the dungeon of the Governor's Mansion, if I hadn't discovered the passage to the wellhead, you wouldn't have caught Tang Shi so easily" At this point, she remembered  What, hugged his neck enthusiastically, "Hey, let me tell you a horror story."

    Yang Jin didn't even raise his head, and continued to speak: "What is it this time? A man is walking in the mountains with a woman on his back. The woman is lying on his back to tell a story. The man is fascinated by it, but when he turns around, he finds himself  Carried a female ghost?"

    As soon as the words fell, I suddenly felt the strength of Wen Qianhuan's neck suddenly retracted, "Ah Jin, look behind."

    He shook his head helplessly: "A new trick?"

    "No." Wen Qian stretched out his hand and turned his head back, "Look for yourself¡ªthe way you came from is gone."

    Yang Jin was forced to turn around, but before he could speak, he was suddenly at a loss for words.

    The originally winding road behind them suddenly disappeared at the end, and there were wildly growing wormwood and towering trees in the extreme, as if the mountain road was cut in half by vegetation.

    "Are you sure you're not drugged?"

    Wen Qian took out the antidote from his arms, quickly put it under their noses and sniffed it.

    Suppressing the spicy and sour bitter taste, the wormwood is still wormwood, the old tree is still old, everything remains the same, not an illusion brought about by drugs.

    The surrounding grass rustled in the breeze, and there seemed to be something hidden behind the neatly swaying grass and trees.

    Wen Qian lowered her voice: "Attachment??, the bone must be broken. As for how serious the injury is, I can't say. All in all, it must be treated as soon as possible.  "

    Yang Ning has never deliberately said comforting words, this sentence is already gentle and euphemistic for her.

    Shi Baichuan and Yang Jin immediately realized the urgency of the situation. Wen Qian's injury needs to be seen by a doctor immediately, but at this moment they are stuck in this mountain where they can't find the beginning and the end, and they are in a dilemma.

    It's not too late, everyone couldn't rest after hearing this, so they got up and hurried on their way after tidying up a little.

    Considering that Yang Jin's own injury has not yet healed, Wen Qian saw him stretching out his hand, and just avoided it without a trace, "Take a break and let Xiao Lang carry me."

    He hesitated for a while, but he didn't try to be brave.

    It was much easier for Lang Xu to look behind her. He almost supported the whole person with one arm, and freed up one hand to carry the large and small bags.

    The fog in the mountains has no intention of dissipating even at noon. The sun illuminates the light smoke even brighter, and it is a large expanse of whiteness in the past.

    Yang Ning and Yang Jin cleared the way in front. The epee is several feet long, which is very suitable as a tool for exploring the way. "This mountain is indeed unusual, have you noticed it? The higher you go, the warmer the climate-this is unreasonable."

    Yang Jin slightly nodded, looking at the vast white smoke beside him, he actually had some guesses in his heart: "If I read correctly, every plant, every tree, every stone and every pit in this mountain are all laid out according to Fuxi Liu's plan.  The change of the fourteen hexagrams has the shadow of a strange formation.

    "However, every formation has its weaknesses. As long as we find the key position, we will be able to break the formation."

    In their line of work, there are many people who are ignorant, and they have never touched something as profound as Qimen Dunjia, so the four of them looked at him honestly.

    "Among the odd gates, there are eight gates of 'opening, resting, life, injury, du, scene, death, and surprise'. The three gates of 'opening, resting, and living' are auspicious. Jingmen is the only auspicious gate besides these three gates.  .

    "I only know a little bit about it, but I'm not proficient, so I can only try one by one."

    When Yang Jin said this, he paused, "First of all, open the door and live in the Qian Palace in the northwest. I think there should be something different from the surrounding environment in the northwest." He walked in front, and everyone followed behind.

    Soon he saw a short dead tree rooted on the ground, Yang Jin stepped forward and knocked - it was hollow, as if made of metal, with five fingers spread out just enough to hold the trunk.

    "Open the door and the five elements belong to gold. This tree may be the mechanism that controls where."

    After he finished speaking, he thought to himself: I'll take it out and have a look.

    This idea just popped up, the arm has already moved first, and only heard the sound of "ßÑ", the dead tree was uprooted by him, at the same time, there seemed to be something attached to the root of the tree, and it was stopped along with the withered rhizome.  tear off.

    For a while, everything was quiet and nothing happened.

    Later, in the dense forest in the distance, the movement of birds fluttering from the tops seemed like a gust of wind was rapidly approaching here. Wen Qian hugged Lang Xu's neck, and could already feel the vibration of the ground under her feet.

    Yang Ning looked around in puzzlement: "It's done?"

    The ground motion gradually became clearer. Along with the sound of branches being crushed and broken, Shi Baichuan looked up and saw a huge rolling stone descending the slope, unstoppable and destructive all the way, directly breaking a sinister road from the thick woods.

    "Run!" he yelled, and the five of them hurried to the side to dodge.

    The rolling stone slid across Lang Xu's clothes, and before he could breathe a sigh of relief, another rolling stone roared down, and the lingering fog was broken by the menacing approach of the boulder, and he could vaguely see that there were still people following behind him one after another.  A lot of stones in a row!

    Wen Qian was so fascinated by the billowing smoke and dust that she couldn't open her eyes. If her leg wasn't still hurt, she might have stomped on the ground. She listened carefully to Yang Jin's book bag that had been dropped for so long, and thought he was capable.  This "knowing a little bit of superficiality" is really innocent, and there is no adulteration at all.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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