Great cause young maniac

When they left the Temple of the City God, Qiuli and Hehua took off their disguise as young servants, and sat in the tea house with their burdens on their shoulders.

Qiu Li found a place to sit next to the window, the casement was open, and the occasional cold wind blew by, but it didn't affect them at all to enjoy the scenery in the street.

"Brother Yi, what are we doing here?" Qiu Li stared at He Hua, who was sipping tea, with big black eyes.

He Hua's slender fingers caressed the body of the cup, smiling brightly.Undying self-red lips pouted, and said softly: "Hush, listen to me slowly."

Qiu Li sat in front of He Hua, looking at his mysterious face, she was really curious.

"Have you heard? There seems to be a movement in the demon altar gate that the Taoist priests of Songshan sealed off more than ten years ago. There has been no such weird thing in Jingmiao Mountain for more than ten years. I heard from Hunter Zhang that he That time I chased a white fox for more than ten miles, and when I got to the gate of the demon altar, I saw tens of thousands of torches, which dyed the forest red. If there were any, I could still hear the sound of someone singing At that time, he was so scared that he ran away, and after returning to the village, he asked dozens of other hunters in the village to come up to see that there were no more.” A middle-aged man dressed as a hunter sat across a table facing the table. The two rough men said.

"Isn't the Demon Altar Gate a legend? Why did Zhang Hunter really encounter this evil gate? It seems that the suppressed rumors on Jingmiao Mountain are about to surge again. By the way, the notice that Truman posted in the street Have you two seen it, it is said that the Truman sacred object was stolen, and whoever can catch the person who stole the sacred object will be rewarded." The rough man who has been holding a teacup, his eyes only glow when he talks about money.

The hunter thumped the table and said: "What sacred object does Truman have? The news of people in the martial arts is not as slow as that of Truman. If there is any sacred object, a group of Jiangyang robbers will probably be stolen every day. I think it's probably Truman taking advantage of the opportunity to reap some benefits."

The rough man holding the teacup asked puzzledly: "Then the Trumen are already a well-known family in Luoyan City. I heard that the young master Chu Xichen is modest and upright in his work, and has always been recited by thousands of families. The door owner's personal guard posted it himself, it doesn't seem to have other intentions."

"No, it's not. This big brother, what you said is wrong. Yesterday, my younger brother and my brother were passing through the famous small house of poisonous millet in Guoyang, and happened to see Master Chu in Yanyu Lane preparing to molest a good-looking man." Xiao Guan. Unfortunately, I was watched by my servant and brother-in-law."

Qiu Li was listening vigorously, and inexplicably added a voice. He looked up and saw that He Hua had already carried the flagon to the three-person table, refilling wine for them and toasting to the bottom.

"Ah, it turns out that Master Chu still has a habit of breaking his sleeves." The hunter man opened his mouth wide, with an expression of disbelief.

"That's right, if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes and heard it with my own ears, I wouldn't be sure that Master Chu has such a strange hobby." He Hua moved the stool, sat in the vacant place, and refilled the wine for the three of them.

The other two rough men glanced at each other, not knowing why.

He Hua beckoned Qiu Li to come over and sit with him, but Qiu Li timidly refused to go, but her face was already red.

This Hehua is really the one who doesn't open the pot and which pot to lift. He finally forgot about the vow last night, and he blushed again after being teased by him.If it is said that Master Chu has strange hobbies, isn't he the best among strange hobbies?

As soon as he thought of his words of willing to marry him, he felt his face was burning like fire.

After He Hua refilled the drinks for the three of them, he felt it was time to ask questions.

"I have a few questions I would like to ask the three brothers. I don't know what is the origin of the demon altar, what is the legend that was suppressed? We two brothers are foreigners, and we can't help but become interested after hearing what the three brothers said. Qiu'er, come here and listen carefully to the three brothers who tell us about the rumors about the demon gate." After He Hua finished speaking, the three of them nodded and agreed, and Qiu Li sat beside He Hua in peace.

"It seems that the two of you are from other places, so the three of us will talk about it in detail." The hunter-like man picked up the flagon in Hehua's hand and refilled the bowl with wine.

The two rough men laughed knowingly.

"The gate of this demon altar was sealed by a group of Songshan Taoist priests more than ten years ago. We don't know what they used to seal it. We only know that the sealed place is full of trees, and each tree is covered by a person. The sealed place There is often heavy fog, and people who go in are easy to get lost, so we hunters seldom go there. According to the Taoist priests, this seal cannot be opened unless it is done artificially. I have already said the latter, presumably You heard it too." The hunter picked up the white porcelain bowl and took a big sip of the wine, and praised the good wine.

Xiao Er brought some side dishes and a large plate of peanuts, which caused the three of them to drink a lot of wine and start bragging.

"What about the legend that Xiongtai just said? Could it be that there are ghosts and goblins here?" He Hua humbly asked for advice, and asked the man who was holding the teacup earlier.

The man cleared his throat and said: "That rumor has been spread for more than ten years. Although it has been changed a lot, it has not changed much. It is said that before the gate of the demon altar was not closed, it was near the gate of the demon altar in Jingmiao Mountain. You can always see a group of people in white clothes carrying a big white Roman sedan chair, singing all the way, and you can’t hear anything clearly. But after each singing, you can hear the ending sound of "Jiuzhong Building, Chi Jingyi", Then I saw the group of people in white floating into the sky, flying higher and higher, and finally disappeared into the clouds.The next day when people went up the mountain, they could see many weird animal carcasses. Later, people were afraid of bad luck, so they sent people to Songshan Mountain to find Taoist masters to come and have a look.Only then did the group of men in white disappear. He straightened his clothes, and suddenly thought of something to say: "More than ten years ago, someone saw the person in the soft sedan chair. He looked clean and white, with long black hair braided and long braids hanging behind him, and white clothes embroidered He wears a lot of beautiful red lotuses, and his temperament is not possessed by ordinary people. He can only use one word to describe it, beautiful.His attire is more elegant than Xue's, and just a smile can make people intoxicated.Of course, this was a rumor more than ten years ago, and none of us have seen whether it is true or not. "

He Hua withdrew her eyes and looked at Qiu Li, the corners of her lips were slightly hooked, as elegant as a fairy.