Shipin Dalizheng

"Did you hear anything?"

Xuanque listened carefully, but there was nothing except the sound of wind and water.

"I didn't hear anything."

"What does it feel like?"

Xuanque is the leader of the four sword guards trained by the clan. It would be quite intriguing if she couldn't feel it.

Xuan Que's expression was solemn, "No."

The man rowing the boat bared his teeth and took a breath. "It's a bit cold, and there seems to be some evil spirits. Sir, let's go back. It is said that there are ghosts and monsters in the deep mountains and old forests. Don't offend me."

Ghosts and spirits? Zheng Changzhi never believed in them.

He looked up at the cliff with a little doubt.

Xuanque said, "Sir, I'll go up and take a look."

As soon as the words fell, Xuanque flew up and flew straight from the boat to the cliff, like a nimble tit, grabbing vines with its hands, tapping its toes, and gradually rising.

Even Rong Wanli, who prides himself on being the best at light work (the best among the four of him), would sigh and say he is no match for him when he sees this.

Rong Shen had just hunted a deer when he suddenly felt that the atmosphere around him was unusual. Not only did he hear a rustling sound in his ears, but he also smelled a fishy odor.

The suspicion and caution he had developed from working as a secret guard for many years made him fly towards the road without hesitation. As his figure flew, the unusual and strange aura became stronger.

"Master, be careful!"

A loud shout was heard from far away. Rong Tang, who was playing the piano, heard it with his sharp ears. He was stunned for a moment and stopped. When he was about to stand up to see what was going on, a red flower rope-like object jumped out in front of him, scaring him.

"Oh shit, what is that?"

In a flash, he grabbed San Ya and placed her beside him, then picked up the Xuanlong Qin with his right hand to block. At this moment, no matter how precious the Qin was, it was not as important as his life.

The thing that was knocked off course by the zither was a red-flowered snake. It twisted a few times and then burrowed into a crevice in the rocks.

Sanya screamed, "There's a snake."

Rong Tang concentrated on his hearing and finally heard an unidentified rustling sound coming from the forest. Damn, could they be snakes? Judging by the noise, they were pretty big.

"Rong Shen."

Rong Shen arrived before the snakes, threw the deer at his feet, and held the hatchet in his hand with a stern expression, "Master, there is danger, leave quickly."

Of course Rong Tang wanted to leave, but there was a cliff behind him and he was surrounded in front. Where should he go?

The bats in the sky were like dark clouds covering the sky, reminding Rong Tang of what happened that night when he went to see his great-grandfather. That night, it was Wu Ji who played "Prison Phoenix" not far away to assist him. Could this situation be related to Xuanlong?

If the sound made by the black dragon is really infrasound, then it is possible that it will attract special animals.

Before they could even think about it, a forest python about three or four meters long and as thick as an arm jumped out, raised its head, stared at the three of them with its dim little eyes, and stuck out its tongue.

Oh my god! I want to run!

Rong Shen stepped forward quickly, swung the hatchet and chopped at the python's head. He was indeed an expert, and the python's movements were not fast. In a few seconds, its head fell to the ground, and its body was still twisting and turning.

San Ya was so scared that she started to cry. As she cried, more snakes gathered around her, some thick and some thin, some poisonous and some not, all like locusts and bee pupae that had seen blood.

"Fuck, what's going on?"

Rong Tang didn't bring any weapons, which was really a problem. Fortunately, although these snakes, big and small, came over one after another, they seemed a little sluggish, as if they were restrained by something. They moved slowly and were not very aggressive.

Rong Shen swung the hatchet to chop, and Rong Tang danced the Xuanlong to block. With a "click" sound, a dragon-patterned sword fell out from the side of the Xuanlong, shaking on the ground and making a buzzing sound.

Without thinking too much, Rong Tang picked up the sword and swung it. Although he didn't know any ancient martial arts moves, he was familiar with cold weapons. No matter whether he was chopping, stabbing, cutting or slashing, he could always kill one or two in the process, much faster than Rong Shen.

Fortunately, during the snake-killing operation, the bats in the sky seemed to have lost their target and did not rush down to cause trouble for the two, so they were able to deal with it for a while.

Rong Shen took a moment to ask, "Master, what's going on? Did you do anything?"

"I……"

Tema played the piano, is that the case? If so, if he could lure him over, he could also force him to retreat, but he had never learned any other songs with Wuji.

Wait a minute, he just hadn't learned the Xuanlong special song from Wu Ji. Many of the melodies he knew in his previous life were memorized in his mind. He tried to play it, but he wondered if it would help.

There were piles of snake corpses under his feet, and there was a gap for him to sit down and fiddle with the Xuanlong Qin again. If the soul-calling song could attract things, then would playing a song with a strong murderous aura scare these things away?

Without any hesitation, he plucked the strings with his fingers, and the song he plucked was "Ten Sides of Ambush", which was recognized as the most murderous in his previous life. After just two sounds, mysterious power emerged from between his fingers, and Xuanlong became speechless.

People could no longer hear it, but the snakes were in an uproar. They were the most sensitive animals, and such a strong murderous aura almost scared them out of their wits, and they fled from there, regretting that they were born as snakes and their parents did not give them four legs.

The bats in the sky exploded in an instant, scattering in all directions. Before the song was even halfway played, every moving creature in sight vanished.

Rong Shen stopped and suddenly touched his arms with his hands. He felt goose bumps and his scalp was tight. He was even more scared than when he killed the snake just now.

"Master, it's ready."

Rong Tang stopped and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

At the foot of the cliff, Xuan Que, who had climbed halfway, suddenly felt a strong murderous aura descending from the sky. She was so frightened that she almost fell off. She had no choice but to quickly slide down the vines and jump back onto the boat.

"Sir, there is murderous intent."

Zheng Changzhi also felt it. Although he did not know martial arts, he grew up in an environment like the Zheng family and was also sensitive to murderous intent.

The boatman hurriedly said, "Sir, it's dangerous, shall we go?"

Zheng Changzhi frowned and continued to look up the cliff. Although he could not see anything, he had a hunch that the strange power came from there.

On the cliff, Rong Tang took a long breath, wiped the sword on the hem of his clothes, and reinserted it into the side of the Xuanlong Qin. With a "click" sound, the sword was sheathed without a trace.

“It’s a treasure.”

It's not just the zither, the sword as well. Rong Shen looked at the place where the sword was inserted with envy on his face and swallowed his saliva.

"I came here to have fun, but it's really bad luck to run into this. Let's go."

Rong Tang called San Ya, but saw that San Ya's eyes were open but lifeless, as if she was scared silly.

"Oops."

Rong Tang held San Ya in his arms, felt her pulse, and pinched her philtrum, but it was of no use.

"Master, she's having a convulsion. Take her home and have her checked out by Doctor Zhang. She'll be fine."

Rong Tang didn't think that everything would be fine. Being frightened could be a big deal or a small one. If the child was frightened and had a fever later, it would be very dangerous.

"Take care of these snakes so she doesn't wake up and see them. I'll find a way to save her."

Rong Tang's method was naturally hypnosis, to make San Ya forget about it, so that she would not be afraid afterwards. In the past, when he hypnotized others, he needed them to be awake, and he used language to constantly hint and change their cognition. Now, he seemed to have another method.

Rong Shen quickly dealt with the snake carcasses by picking them up and throwing them off the cliff. After throwing away the small ones, he was reluctant to part with the large ones. "Master, this snake meat is quite large, more than enough for a good feast."

"If you want to eat it, hide it and don't let San Ya see it."

After saying this, he sat back on the stone and played the "Great Compassion Mantra Lullaby". The sound of the piano first entered Rong Shen's ears, and then entered San Ya's heart, and San Ya fell asleep.

"Saya, did you fall asleep again? What did you dream about? Were there any flowers or plants? Rong Shen shot a deer and will roast the venison for you later."

After a while, Rong Tang clapped his hands, and San Ya woke up. After a few breaths of confusion, her eyes blinked, "I fell asleep again?"