Yan Lan and Ziyi chatted quietly until noon, and then stopped. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Ziyi pushed open the window, the sun was just right, the flowers were fragrant, it was a rare good time.

Yan Lan looked at Ziyi who was enjoying the scenery, but he thought back to the shopkeeper with carved wood carvings in his mind, and he instinctively felt that that person was by no means an ordinary person, but on his body, he didn't feel any special breath, like an ordinary carpenter, immersed in his own carving.

Yan Lan's mind was on the strange wood carvings in the cupboard, except for a few wood carvings that seemed to be normal, most of them were very strange, either they were different, or they were human heads and beasts, or they were strange buildings, which were very different from the species he saw in reality.

After thinking for a while, Yan Lan couldn't think of a reason, so he didn't care about it.

In the afternoon, at Ziyi's gentle request, Yan Lan accompanied her to wander around the downtown area of the city, Ziyi only bought some beautiful ornaments that her daughter's family loved, and spent a total of a few top-notch human spirit stones.

Ziyi did this, in fact, she wanted Yan Lan to relax and relax, Yan Lan couldn't rest well for several days, her mind was tense, Ziyi always wanted Yan Lan to have a good rest, but she couldn't find a chance, and she couldn't find a reason.

At dusk, the two returned to the inn and chatted again until late at night, when they slept in harmony with each other under Ziyi's half-push and half-acceptance.

Yan Lan looked at Ziyi, who was curled up beside her and had fallen asleep, smiled gently, and then looked up at the roof, but couldn't sleep.

"The little madman brother has been going to Wanggui Mountain for more than half a year, and there has been no news, and it is estimated that he has not found the Soul Melting Flower. His soul jade slip has always been intact. It also means that life is worry-free, and if you have time after a while. I'm going to go to Wanggui Mountain myself. ”

"In addition, there is also the prophecy of 'Glowing Demon Red, Six Calamities and Troubled Times'. And the tyrant told me about 'the glow of confusion and the opening of the ruins', what secrets are revealed in this? I don't know when the ruins will open, so I'd better wait for the tyrant's notice. ”

"There are also the secrets of the ancient tombs, which are also very nerve-wracking! Now four ancient tombs have been discovered, which are located under the Jianhua Gate, the underground of Zhanjia, the spatial connection of the peach forest of Luoyunjian, and the Jushi Villa, and my severed palm has also absorbed the strange power of the four ancient tombs, and I have found that the man who looks like Wang Qi was grabbed by the blood-red giant hand. ”

Yan Lan's heart fluctuated and pondered for a long time. His eyes lit up suddenly, and he said in his heart: "Could it be that the severed hand is actually the hand of the person who resembles Wang Qi, he was defeated by the blood-red giant hand, his flesh was shattered, and only one hand was left intact." ”

"The giant Jiao that was caught in the severed hand is ancient and powerful, I don't know what kind of species it is, and it must not be low on the list of Luo Tian Thousand Beasts. It's a pity that I don't have a complete list of Luo Tian's Thousand Beasts. Otherwise, it is possible to deduce what kind of giant Jiao it is. ”

Yan Lan speculated on something in her heart, and she was a little tired, so she was ready to close her eyes and sleep for a while.

Suddenly, Yan Lan's eyes widened. He saw that the roof above the bed was carved with some veins, which seemed strange. I think I've seen it somewhere.

"That's ...... The veins of the entrance to the tomb!"

Yan Lan secretly exclaimed, he didn't expect someone to carve that vein here. After all, there are only a handful of people who know about the existence of ancient tombs.

Yan Lan slowly floated up and approached the roof. Reach out and touch the veins.

Suddenly, these veins shone slightly, and then they swam like small snakes, and finally formed seven characters - the Fallen Leaf Pavilion of the West Seventy Thousand Miles.

"It's ...... Did anyone leave me a message? Or did he leave it indiscriminately, and whoever touches this vein will form this seven-character message?"

Yan Lan landed slowly without making a sound.

Yan Lan looked at Ziyi, who was still sleeping, Ziyi seemed to be extremely relieved of him, and when he slept, he restrained all the breath around him, just like an ordinary little girl.

"Yi'er, I'll come when I go!"

With a wave of his hand, Yan Lan set a strong ban in the house.

Under the cover of night, Yan Lan quietly galloped towards the Fallen Leaf Pavilion 70,000 miles to the west.

After a few sticks of incense, Yan Lan fell to the ground.

Sweeping his gaze, this is an ordinary wood, the trees are sparse, and a straight path leads into the depths of the woods, and there is no end in sight.

The path was paved with dry fallen leaves, and Yan Lan walked lightly, stepping on the fallen leaves, but she didn't make any sound.

The surroundings are silent, silent, occasionally a few insects chirp, and from time to time there are a few wind whining, like a wild ghost crying, which is particularly weird.

Yan Lan spread out his soul power, and he was the only one in a radius of a hundred miles.

"The Fallen Leaf Pavilion is ten miles in front of me, but there is no sign there, will the message show up when I get there?"

Yan Lan groaned in his heart, his footsteps did not stop, and he approached the Fallen Leaf Pavilion in one step.

Along the way, fallen leaves fell from time to time, brushing Yan Lan's ears, brushing his clothes, and teasing his sight.

Yan Lan turned a blind eye, seemed to be slow and urgent, and had a feeling of fluctuation.

A moment later, a pavilion came into Yan Lan's eyes.

The pavilion is nine zhang high, with a total of eight corners, and there is a round stone table in the middle, and the table is engraved with the Yin and Yang diagram of Taiji.

The picture is very light, I don't know if it is because the wind and sun have diluted the paint, or if it is just engraved with veins and not colored.

Yan Lan still couldn't sense that there were people around, so he smiled indifferently, then took a step, stepped into the pavilion, and sat down leisurely.

The wind blows slightly cold all around, and the bright moon fades, which looks a little gloomy.

Yan Lan sat quietly for ten breaths, then said expressionlessly: "Since you are invited, why don't you show up?"

"How do you know that I'm inviting you?"

A faint voice came, and I couldn't hear joy or anger, like an illusion blown by a cool breeze.

Yan Lan was slightly surprised in his heart, because he couldn't hear where the sound came from at all, but he was still unwavering, and responded: "Juyuan Inn, there is a fate!"

"Haha, what a fate!"

A gust of wind blew, the fallen leaves were colorful, and a figure seemed to step out of the void and came to Yan Lan.

Yan Lan fixed his eyes and saw that this person was none other than the monk who resembled Wang Qi.

Yan Lan smiled and said, "Wang Qi, I know it's you!"

For this person, Yan Lan didn't know what to call him, so he had to call him Wang Qi, after all, the other party had acquiesced to this title at the beginning.

"In front of you, I am Senior Brother Wang Qi, and if I am not in front of you, I am not Wang Qi. ”

That's what the man in front of me said.

Moreover, from the mouth of Wang Qi in front of him, Yan Lan also heard the prophecy of "Glowing Demon Red, Six Disasters and Troubled Times".

All these things seem to be extremely uneasy for the person in front of you.

Yan Lan still sat still, looked at Wang Qi indifferently, and said with a smile: "You came to me tonight, do you have something important?" )