adopt a hangman

On Qingyang Mountain, Jian Fan kowtowed heavily to Master three times, then went back to her room and began to pack her luggage. Master’s rule in Qingyang Mountain is to go down the mountain alone to practice at the age of 16. After Jian Fan bid farewell to Master , is about to go down the mountain.

He grew up without father or mother, and grew up with his master on this Qingyang Mountain as long as he could remember. He has never seen what it looks like at the bottom of the mountain.

There was a knock on the door, Jian Fan turned around, it was his little junior sister Jiang Die.

"Come in," Jian Fan said, turning his head away, the movement of folding clothes in his hands still didn't stop.

"Brother, take me down the mountain together, multiple people will take care of you." Jiang Die's eyes were full of worry and reluctance to part.

Jian Fan tied the packed bag on her body, and said to Jiang Die: "Brother is going down the mountain to practice, I don't know what will happen, and I won't be able to take care of you when the time comes, what should you do if you are injured, stay on the mountain obediently, don't worry let master worry"

Jiang Die also knew that neither his senior brother nor his father would agree to his going down the mountain. He had acted like a baby with his father before, but he still couldn't get the old man to nod.

Jian Fan went out to bid farewell to several of her seniors and then went down the mountain.

Qingyang Mountain has a good environment and many trees, but the road is not difficult to walk. There is a special road leading down the mountain, which is left behind by the brothers who are in charge of purchasing. Jian Fan has always known the existence of this road, but never Never walked out this way.

This is the first time he has walked this road. In addition to his uneasiness about the unknown world, he is more curious and longing for everything down the mountain.

At the foot of Qingyang Mountain is Qingyang City. This city has always been peaceful and peaceful because of the existence of the Qingyang faction. At the beginning, the brothers who came down the mountain regarded Qingyang City as a place to practice, but as the ghosts were gradually subdued by everyone, There are no more evil spirits here. It can be said that Qingyang City has always been protected by the Qingyang faction.

The disciples of Qingyang who came down the mountain later took Qingyang as the center to find a place to practice in the surrounding cities. Jian Fan didn't stay here too long, and went straight out of Qingyang City.

At the very beginning, the Qingyang sect founded by Jian Fan’s master Jiang Lin was just a small sect with no name and no surname. He said it was nameless, not because it was not well-known in the Jianghu, but because Jiang Lin really didn’t give himself a name. The sect takes its name.

But as the sect grew, it became known to everyone. Some people thought that this sect located on Qingyang Mountain was the Qingyang sect, and the name was passed down.

Jian Fan walked for a few days and passed two cities, but there were no evil spirits. Presumably, the ghosts in the surrounding cities are also afraid of Qingyang. It was the third city he passed, and Jian Fan walked quickly to the gate, and saw the word "Fengcheng" solemnly written on the gate.

As usual, when Jian Fan stepped into the city, he found a lively teahouse and sat down. According to the experience passed on to him by his elder brother, if he wants to know what happened in a city at the first time, it is best to sit in a teahouse. There is always talk about one or two, and the words of the storyteller cannot be trusted. They will always exaggerate things in order to attract more spectators, but you can ask the waiter in the store.

Jian Fan ordered a pot of tea, and gave the waiter who served the tea a little bit of silver. This is the experience he has summed up these days. They offered some monetary rewards, otherwise they wouldn't want to talk too much, after all, no one would leave a good business and not manage to chat with a customer.

Xiaoer who received the money immediately became happy, and his attitude towards Jianfan became more respectful, "Daoist, if you want to know anything, just ask me, I am a know-it-all in Fengcheng, I promise to know everything about you Endless"

Jian and Fan's clothes are uniformly custom-made by the Qingyang School. Over the years, with the gradual growth of the Qingyang School, people have become more and more familiar with the Qingyang School's clothes. The waiter also looked at his clothes and called him "" Daoist".

Jian Fan took a sip of tea. He devoted himself to studying spells since he was a child, so he didn't know much about tea culture. He had been drinking tea these days, but he couldn't tell whether the tea was good or bad. It tasted better than water.

Jian Fan put down his teacup and asked, "Have there been any strange stories about ghosts in the city recently?"

"There have always been strange stories about ghosts and ghosts, about the Ningzhai in the center of the city, but they have been passed on for more than ten years, and they are not new." After collecting money from others, there is always something practical.

Xiao Er racked his brains to think, patting his head, it really reminded him of one, Xiao Er approached Jian Fan and said mysteriously: "There is another thing, there was a drunkard Zhao Laoxi in our place a while ago, he said he One night, he saw some fruits and vegetables floating in the air by themselves, and he ran away for a while in fright, and those fruits and vegetables flew towards him, knocking him out."

Xiao Er stood up straight again, and raised the volume again, wanting to alleviate the terrifying atmosphere, "But everyone doesn't believe what Zhao Laoxi said, he is drunk every day, who knows if what he said is true or not, and We are haunted by the Ning Mansion in the city, but it is said that the ghosts there can’t step out of the house, as long as they don’t get close, they’ll be fine.”

Jian Fan frowned, and asked, "What's going on in Ning's house?"

This time Xiaoer'er was really embarrassed and couldn't answer. In fact, he didn't brag. He really knew what happened in Fengcheng, but the Ningzhai happened more than [-] years ago. He was still a baby at the time, and it was strange to say that the whole Fengcheng was saying that Ning's house was haunted, but few people knew exactly why that house turned into a haunted house.

Jian Fan listened to Xiao Er'er's words and didn't insist anymore, probably there was a ghost who had fulfilled his wish and turned into a ghost to stay in the world, and he planned to go there to see for himself later.

Seeing Jian Fan's demeanor, Xiao Er'er also guessed a little bit. Although he is usually not a lot of things, but today he received the money and didn't do things well. He felt a little bit sorry, so he couldn't help persuading: "The Taoist priest is the best!" Stay away from that house, many people have already been harmed by that ghost, and no one in our city dares to come near it."

Jian Fan nodded and accepted his kindness, but she still wanted to go there to have a look, otherwise the trip down the mountain would be meaningless.

Jian Fan stood up, shouldered the burden again, and walked towards the center of the city.

The author has something to say: Tomorrow they will meet hot~(≧▽≦)/~