The next morning, the sky was fine.

Yesterday the snow had melted, revealing black dirt and yellow vegetation. The bluestone is covered with hoarfrost, and a thin layer of ice has condensed in the puddles.

Outside the iron cage, tents are lined up, and some people carry burdens to sell back and forth.

Several officers and soldiers plucked a hanged guy from a tree under a tree and dragged him to be cremated.

A group of ragged people in the shape of zombies passed through the iron cage pass, and when they arrived at the open space outside the pass, someone shouted and came forward to ask. Soon, there was a large crowd around them, gossiping.

The man in the middle, his face pale and his eyes cloudy, suddenly fell to his knees, raised his head to the sky and shouted, tears bursting out of his eyes. Suddenly, everyone stopped asking questions, and there was silence.

The soldiers guarding the gate looked at this indifferently, one by one like sculptures.

Heart-rending shouts rose to the sky and spread to the end of the mountain...... Reverberate, the more desolate.

Whether it is the person who asks or the person who is being asked, the heart is heavy. It seems that this time it is destined to be lost. It was as if their backbones had been drained, their blood had been sucked dry, and they were lifeless.

Bang!

There was a dull sound, and the bluestone wall was splashed red. The man who hit the wall with a burst of brains slowly slipped down.

Another one, the hearts of the people silently thought.

They are both businessmen and naturally understand each other. This dead unlucky guy probably owed a lot of debts and went bankrupt, so he wanted to make such a trip.

Who knows, the iron gate is closed like this. Now, the debt he owed made him desperate, and he thought about what the creditors would do to him when they learned that they could not pay the debt, rather than die.

The atmosphere became heavier and heavier, and soon officers and soldiers came, and these officers and soldiers did not get impatient, did not gloat, and did not sympathize, but came with cold faces, and dragged away the corpses, leaving a long red mark on the ground.

As soon as Ghost Cry and Cai Wei arrived, they saw such a scene.

Cai Wei couldn't bear to turn her head, these people made her think of her father, they were all gambling with their lives.

Black smoke rose and the blue sky was overcast. The cry of despair is like a howl of a ghost, which is creepy.

"You're here. The old man surnamed Wu appeared in front of the ghost crying them, holding the hilt of the sword with one hand and a greasy chicken leg with the other: "Come with me!"

When I got to the gate, I was blocked. Ghost Cry took off his hat, took out the road guide, and checked it with the army's master book, and the officers and soldiers dressed in hundreds of generals with a thick Lao Qin accent looked at Ghost Cry vigilantly and asked, "Why are you going?"

Ghost Cry barely understood: "Go home." ”

"She's you. ”

"She's my sister. ”

Hundreds of people will carefully look at Ghost Cry and Cai Wei, how do they look at it and how do they feel that it doesn't look like it: "It's not like it!"

Devil Cry covered his eyes with his hand: "It's like it now!"

Hundreds of people will feel a little magical, this eye covered, as if it was a different person, quite handsome, not at all the appearance of the bad guy just now. Looking at Cai Wei again, with the comparison just now, he suddenly felt like a lot, at least the gap was not as big as just now.

So, he nodded and asked again: "Do you know the situation of the iron gate?" ”

"Nature knows. ”

"Then you're good at it. ”

The master of the army on the side said: "No problem." ”

The hundred generals waved their hands: "Release!"

Passing through the huge gate, you will see sharp peaks rising on both sides.

The top of the mountain is white, like a knife blade. The cliff was black, like pig iron. Some of the gentle slopes are yellow. There are also places dotted with greenery, which are large bamboo forests.

In front of us is a canyon, and there is a lot of water in the canyon, and the water seems to have been bleached, and it is gray and white. The water was surrounded by mist, wriggling and undulating, and from time to time the wind howled, and the mist began to rise and whirl like a white dragon.

This is the origin of White Dragon Valley.

Those white mist, there are often fierce monsters in them. At the same time, it is highly poisonous, ordinary people will be poisoned to death as soon as they enter, and those who have attained the Tao have demonic energy to protect their bodies, and they will also produce many illusions and get lost in it.

Therefore, you can't walk in the canyon, you can only walk the stone paths on the cliffs.

It's so dangerous here, but there are still a lot of people who enter Shu from here. Walking the stone path of the White Dragon Valley is certainly dangerous, but it is much better than other places within a radius of several hundred meters, as long as you are careful not to fall.

The old man surnamed Wu threw away the chicken legs, walked in front of him slowly, and hummed a ballad. The sound was unpleasant, but penetrating, reverberating through the valley. There will be some other irritation in this song at first, but after listening to it, you will feel that there is a special flavor in it.

After passing through a bamboo forest, before you know it, you are already in the air.

On one side is a bottomless cliff, and on the other side is a straight and towering cliff. The road is getting narrower and steeper, and the mountain wind is cold and urgent, blowing under people's feet, and inadvertently looking at the cliff, suddenly dizzy.

Cai Wei's face was a little pale, the ghost cried and let her get on the horse, the big black horse was very stable, plus there was a flying swallow, even if there was an accident, she could protect herself in such an environment.

But Caiwei was unwilling, although she knew that this was right, but in this situation, she sat on the back of a horse and raised her vision, which made her feel even more terrifying.

She was willing to hold the arm of the ghost cry, and the ghost cry could only let her go, this kind of road, Yang An did not walk less, and the ghost cry was naturally not afraid, and the foot was very steady.

On the contrary, it was the old man surnamed Wu in front of him, who was drifting more and more, his body was crooked, and he looked like he was about to fall down at any time, and from time to time he took off the gourd on his waist and poured a mouthful into his mouth. The wind blew, and the ghost cried clearly and smelled the smell of wine wafting in the wind.

Fortunately, the road is not too narrow, and it is still possible to pass through a carriage, leaning against the cold stone wall, holding the arm of the ghost crying, Cai Wei can still move forward.

Ahead, a stone cave appears.

After passing through the hundred-step-long stone cave, another bamboo forest appeared in front of you.

Cai Wei breathed a sigh of relief, and the ghost cried: "Senior, why don't you take a break?"

The old man surnamed Wu stopped and scratched his messy hair: "Why is it so troublesome......

But when he saw Cai Wei, who was a little panting, he said, "Okay, just take a rest!"

Saying that, he said to Cai Wei: "Girl, you can't do this now, it's an appetizer." ”

The most dangerous place in Bailong Valley is not this kind of trail hanging in the air, nor is it the most prestigious stone road here, but a plank road and a chain bridge.

The so-called plank road is a wooden stake nailed into the stone wall, and then the wooden planks are paved, which can pass people, but it is extremely narrow. And the chain bridge, connected between the two mountains, is much wider than the plank road, and there is a mountain wind every day, and people are shaking as soon as they walk up.

In these two places, the greatest danger comes from yourself, and the more you are afraid, the more dangerous it becomes.

And now the old man surnamed Wu wants to lead the ghost crying and the way they walked, deviating from the original path, which is even more dangerous.

Seeing Cai Wei's face becoming more and more pale, the old man surnamed Wu scratched his head in annoyance: "Come on, let's go slowly, go to the Shilong Inn to rest for one night, and let you have a psychological preparation for this girl and then go on the road." ”

"Thank you, seniors. Cai Wei said gratefully, it was the first time for her to walk this kind of road in Jiangnan, and it was inevitable that she would be uncomfortable.

After a short rest, the group hit the road again.

Stop and go along the way, halfway, have a lunch and replenish your physical strength. In the afternoon, the old man surnamed Wu in front suddenly stopped singing, pointed to the opposite side and said loudly: "Look, that's the Shilong Inn." ”