Chasing brother for thousands of miles

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The entire mountain temple is only so big, and how many clues are visible to the naked eye. Qi Xian, Wen Nianyuan and Ning Xiumao searched carefully again. Except for the few knots of hemp rope, there is nothing suspicious The place.

Nothing related to fire can be found.

After muttering, he left the temple gate, and Qixian plucked the mud and weeds under his feet with his toes.

Weeds have the most vigorous vitality. Although they are thirsty and yellow due to the drought, after so many days, the path Chen Yingxiang walked when he escaped has long been confused, but if he fell off the cliff, there should be some Traces can be followed.

The mountain temple was originally built on the top of the mountain, not too far from the cliff, and the three of them reached the place in less than a cup of tea, but Qiqi felt a little surprised.

Qixian and Wen Nianyuan had made a detour to the bottom of the cliff. From that angle, the cliff was not that steep, not even that high.

Simu Mountain is not a perilous peak in the first place, but it is just a gentle hill when counted seriously.

However, when they stood on the edge of the cliff, they realized that the cliff was extremely dangerous. At first glance, it felt as if the mountain was directly divided into two by some huge sharp weapon from the top of the mountain, and half of it was taken away. This cliff is extremely steep, and there is almost no gentle arc straight up and down.

Qixian stood on the edge of the cliff, looking down, the whole cliff was only jagged with strange rocks, shadows protruding from time to time like a dead man's withered hands.

From the line of the cliff mouth, there seems to be some mysterious force blocking the two sides. There are still messy weeds under their feet, and the almost withered jungle is behind them. When the cliff goes down the mountain, there are no trees, grasses, branches or leaves. fierce cliff.

If an ordinary person falls from here, there may be little chance of survival.

Looking at the fresh rock fragments on the cliff mouth, Qi Xian and Ning Xiumao both fell into deep thought. They raised their heads to look at each other from time to time, but they didn't say a word, they only exchanged an inexplicable wink.

Full tacit understanding.

Wen Nianyuan felt dangerous again in his heart, he was not Qingtong, he didn't know how Qixian and this man met.

He didn't want to ask at first, since Qi Xian knew it well - you know, Qi Xian couldn't count the number of men and women of various religions and high-levels that Qi Xian had met during these years of wandering in the rivers and lakes.

However, this person gave him a really bad impression.From the fight under the locust tree, this man warned Qixian to stay away from the Chen family's case, but at the same time he showed great concern for it.

Who is he, where did he come from, and what he wants to do? He has not revealed at all, but he seems to be hidden in layers of fog. A man with unknown origin and deep murderous intent... Could it be possible that he is the mastermind behind this series of events?

Wen Nianyuan's heart sank, and he quickly denied his thoughts. Even though he didn't like Ning Xiumao, he didn't feel that he had any intention to harm them.

It's a pity that it was still an eyesore, and after glancing at Qi Xian and Ning Xiumao who were communicating mysteriously again, Wen Nianyuan simply took a step back, looked into the distance, and temporarily put these messy thoughts behind him.

Qixian was holding a rock, and was rotating it in his hand to check it, when he heard Wen Nianyuan sigh impatiently, "This year's weather is really weirdly hot, and all the weeds are gone."

He hooked the corners of his mouth, and was about to continue to concentrate on looking at the gravel in his hand, when suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, he squeezed the stone tightly, got up and stood beside Wen Nianyuan, followed his gaze, the more he looked, the deeper his gaze became.

"You don't work hard, you don't know the five grains, you are such a useless person." He gave Wen Nianyuan a sarcasm, and said in a deep voice: "That's not weeds, it's upland rice."

It was a field planted with large expanses of upland rice, but these upland rice did not survive this rainless and sunny summer, and withered into a barren yellow, looking from a distance, it looked like a bumper harvest.

This means that there are farmers living on the other side of the cliff.

A thought slowly became clear in Qixian's mind, the clearer it became, the more absurd, the more absurd the clearer, he squeezed the stone in his hand, and said word by word: "Is there a village on the other side of the cliff? "

After asking, he realized that the few people present with him were all passersby to Yu Jinguancheng, and he really didn't know about these.

He couldn't help laughing, shook his head and took another step towards the edge of the cliff, threw the stone down in his hand, and then casually watched the little black shadow draw an arc, and quickly disappeared from sight.

"You'll know when you jump down." He said jokingly.

However, Wen Nianyuan almost forgot to breathe, the elegant and secluded figure at the mouth of the cliff in front of him seemed to want Feng Xu Yufeng to become an immortal, and panic rushed into his mind subconsciously.

As soon as he stretched out his hand, he watched the man tiptoe lightly, and he actually fell down like that!

The white shadow flashed in the air, like a shooting star that was stunned for a moment and then faded forever.

"Brother!" A helpless cry rushed out of his throat, and his taste changed, but he didn't realize it, and rushed forward, desperately trying to catch something, but saw...

But he saw a flickering figure lightly jumping and spinning on the cliff at several points, and calmly descended to the bottom of the cliff.

Ning Xiumao took a strange look at Wen Nianyuan who lost his composure, and laughed a few times annoyingly, "So he is your brother? I haven't heard that Mr. Qixian has a younger brother. I thought you would only be expressionless." Well, why are you so timid?"

After speaking, he also jumped up and jumped off the cliff in a chic manner.

Only now did Wen Nianyuan come to his senses. This cliff only looked dangerous, but it was actually not high. To ordinary people, of course, it was a hundred deaths, but it was nothing to them.

He smiled self-deprecatingly, yes, a quack, he is already a quack.

Although he still often forgets this point, he still thinks that the boy who studied hard by the window back then secretly went to find another child after drinking the bitter medicine he had to drink every day.

When Wen Nianyuan also jumped down, he thought that those two people should have gone away long ago, but found that the familiar white clothes were still standing there, waiting for his arrival like a rock.

Seeing that Wen Nianyuan's expression was still a little pale, Qixian didn't say much, but said lightly: "Let's go, we don't have much time."

At that moment, Wen Nianyuan's heart was settled.

In any case, the elder brother is his.Even if it's not his now, it will be his.He wanted Qixian to know that the Wen family did not abandon him, at least he would never abandon him.

The atmosphere along the way became a little strange.

Qixian still walked in front gracefully and freely, but Wen Nianyuan refused to take a step away from Qixian, firmly controlling people within the range that he could grasp with his hand, Qixian did not fly into a rage, any Let him squeeze and follow.

Ning Xiumao looked at this with a smile, and then at that, with a look of sudden realization, but occasionally turned his head, as if he could find something strange from the empty field of vision behind him.

It took a long time to walk this way, nearly half an hour.

As the saying goes, a dead horse runs away when looking at the mountain. Similarly, looking at the fields that are not far away from the top of the mountain, the actual distance is not short.

When approaching the large field, a small village appeared in front of us.

The village is on the other side of the field. It is not big and can be seen at a glance. At a rough glance, there are about eight or nine families. The cheapest thatched houses are built. Although it looks interesting, it must be uncomfortable to live in.

However, the strange thing is that there is no one.

Even in a small village with only a few families, there should always be a few children playing outside, but the weather is so hot, it is not impossible to hide at home, but what is even more strange is that there is no sound at all.

It's like a deserted village with no one in it. I don't know where the villagers in it have gone.

Although the upland rice in the field, which is almost lacking in water and dying in pieces, means that there should be farmers living here.

"Someone is ambushing there." Wen Nianyuan said in a low voice with a gloomy expression, stretched out his hand to pull the seven strings, and stared at a black figure in the upland rice field.

"Heaven and earth, you don't even open your eyes." An elderly man who was lying in ambush slowly straightened up, glared at the three of them, walked slowly in the field with a sickle in his hand, Mumbling incessantly.

Ning Xiumao sighed meaningfully: "Sure enough, someone is ambushing." Then he shouted to the other party with a happy face: "Old man, are you a villager in this village? You have always lived here?"

The old man looked at him with puffy eyes, "Nonsense!"

Ning Xiumao was a little embarrassed, but quickly put aside the little unhappiness and continued to work hard, "Why don't you all live in Jinguan City? Where are the other villagers?"

Qixian tugged at Wen Nianyuan calmly, and under the questioning eyes of the other party, both of them stepped back a few steps, away from Ning Xiumao.

Sure enough, the next moment, the old man picked up the dry grass and threw it where Ning Xiumao was standing, and said angrily, "Live in the city?! Do you know how expensive houses in the city are? Hey, it's an understatement, living in the city Li! What a fool!"

Wen Nianyuan suddenly felt that the mountains were green and the water was green, and there was even a fragrance of rice flowers.

Qixian glanced at him with a half-smile, stepped forward and said softly: "Old man, I'm afraid the harvest this year may not be good, and the villagers are looking for a living?"

"Isn't it? The sun is getting bigger and bigger every day, and the sporadic rains have killed the crops. How can there be harvest? These are all caused by monsters, one after another." He muttered a few words, Still refusing to let Ning Xiumao go, he glanced at him again, and said bitterly: "Still living in the city, it's easy to think!"

"monster?"

"It's a zombie!" The old man poohed a few times.

"Tell me, where is there such a dry day? It must be the zombies who are haunted! We don't know what happened to Di'an Village. No, it took a long time to find one that was burned last time, but only a few Drops of rain are nothing at all. Now I’m going to look for other zombies, and when I find all these monsters, it’s going to rain from God.”

Qixian sighed in a low voice, "Sure enough."