"Speak. ”

"I want to go to Bear King Village. ”

The ghost's crying words made Old Chen's heart skip a beat, and he couldn't help but ponder.

The ghost cried, and he had naturally heard of his deeds. However, the feeling that the ghost cry gave him has always been very strange.

With the sword skills that reach the sky, in front of this kind of sword skills, there seems to be nothing that can block a knife.

The monster that almost destroyed the entire Zhangbei County, and in the face of the ghost crying, he was also cut with a knife. Although there is a suspicion of a sneak attack, however, such a monster is not a weak person no matter how you look at it.

Swordsmen and swordsmen, Chen Lao has also seen a lot, but none of them have reached the height of Ghost Cry.

However, Ghost Cry, who has such knife skills, has been so low-key in the past two years that it has to be doubtful.

Throughout the history of the Bashu swordsman, there is no lack of ghosts crying like this, all of them have reached the peak and disappeared quickly, but it is not that there is no trace from then on, but occasionally they will come out, and they will appear in an invincible posture and then disappear quickly, and sometimes, after a hundred years, there are rumors that this swordsman has appeared.

It seems strange in other places, but it is not strange in Bashu, because people know that this swordsman must have entered Shu Mountain.

In fact, this is also related to the inheritance of the Bashu swordsman.

When the elders or fathers in the family begin to teach the younger generations to practice swordsmanship, they will tell him that when you grow up, you may be able to cross that line, as long as you cross that line, you can enter Shushan and become a disciple of Shushan, that is, what people call sword immortals, immortals, and the like.

In Bashu, almost all those who practice swordsmanship have a childhood that longs to cross that line. Whenever they asked the elders what the line was, the elders shook their heads regretfully, saying that they didn't know either.

That line is very mysterious and peculiar, and those who have stepped through it will naturally know it, while those who have not stepped it will probably not know it for the rest of their lives.

Chen Lao suspected that this ghost crying was the one who crossed that line. Over the years, the reason why it has fallen silent quickly is that it has joined Shushan.

This time he came down from Shu Mountain, and he must have his mission.

Chen Lao didn't know what it was, but Ghost Cry took the initiative to mention that he was going to Xiongwangzhai, but Chen Lao had to raise his heart, guessing in his heart that Xiongwangzhai had done something terrible and attracted the attention of Shushan?

Thinking about it, I think it's impossible, Xiongwangzhai is indeed powerful, but compared to Shushan, the gap is too big, and how can those wizards and witches who are good at witchcraft be the opponents of Shushan Sword Immortals.

"How about it, do you promise?" Ghost Cry saw that Chen Lao didn't answer, and continued to ask.

Chen Lao came back to his senses and hurriedly nodded in agreement: "Okay, naturally it's good." ”

He struggled, but he still had to say yes. After all, he doesn't have the right to refuse, not to mention that there is Shu Mountain behind Ghost Cry, even if he guesses wrong, there is no Shu Mountain behind Ghost Cry, and he has no qualifications to refuse with that kind of knife technique alone.

"When are you leaving?" Oni asked.

"Three days, we need three days to prepare. Chen Lao hurriedly replied.

To be precise, it is not that Chen Lao needs three days, but other people, they have to arrange everything in these three days, and then transfer manpower to follow Chen Lao to Xiongwang Village to see if they can buy some food there.

"Three days, okay! I'll come back to you in three days. ”

The ghost cried and turned to leave, Chen Lao wiped the sweat from his forehead, and without paying attention, the stove in his arms fell to the ground, making a "bang" sound.

......

Early the next morning, Ghost Cry led the big black horse out of the south gate of Miaozhou City and went to Wang Zhipo.

In the southern suburbs, after asking the way, in less than an hour, I arrived at Wang Zhipo.

Under the slope of Wang Zhipo, there is a stele, look at the words on it, it is recorded that a person named Wang Zhi is recorded.

It is said that he led the villagers to besiege and kill a man-eating snake demon here, so that the people within a radius of dozens of miles would not suffer from it.

Later, Wang Zhi died of injuries, and the ashes were scattered here, and the villagers pooled money to hire a stonemason and a scholar to erect a monument for him.

The soil in front of the monument is full of incense, and it seems that it is quite popular, and people worship this Wang Zhi as a mountain god.

Wang Zhipo is not a high slope, and after following a path through a bamboo forest and a few woods, it took three quarters of an hour to reach the top of the slope.

It was very windy at the top of the slope, and Devil Cry stood at the top of the slope, looked at the opposite side, and saw no trace of zombies.

Looking up at the sky, a light snow had stopped last night, and now the sky is clear, the sun is very big, and it is slightly warmer on the body.

Presumably because of the sun, Oni Cry thought to himself and walked towards the other side.

"Young people. ”

Not long after walking down, when I passed a large yellow rock with a sandy surface, a voice came from above the rock: "There is danger ahead, it is better not to go forward." ”

The ghost cried for a moment, and suddenly plucked an onion on dry land, and then tapped his toes twice on the rock, and jumped up.

Above, a middle-aged man with a hat covering his face was lying there, his hands were pillowed behind his head, and Erlang's legs were crossed, looking very leisurely.

"Who are you?" asked Oni Cry.

"Wang Shixing. The man replied, "Who are you?"

"Ghost cry. ”

"You don't look easy. ”

"The same goes for you. The corners of the ghost crying mouth suddenly pulled upward, and said with a smile: "I'm at least still a human, you don't have to." ”

"I'm human too. Wang Shixing seemed a little annoyed: "I kindly remind you, why do you scold me." ”

"I'm telling the truth. Ghost Cry pointed to his ear, "I didn't hear your heartbeat, and besides, can you lift the hat and let me see your face?"

Wang Shixin was silent, the ghost cry suddenly drew a knife, and before the other party could react, a knife cut through the hat, revealing a pale face.

"Sure enough, you're a zombie. As he spoke, the ghost cried and frowned, and quickly retorted to himself: "No, although this body is a zombie, you are not a zombie, you are Wang Zhi." ”

"I'm Wang Shixing, and that half-baked scholar misspelled my name. Wang Shixing got up from the ground and patted his buttocks, but his body was a little stiff, and it looked awkward and difficult to do this simple action.

He smiled helplessly: "Obviously, my name is three words, but I didn't expect that after I died, the three-word name became two words." ”

The ghost cried and thought for a moment, and almost laughed out loud.

Wang Shixin can be written as Wang Zhi, and I don't know how the villagers communicated with the scholar.

The two chatted for a while, and Ghost Cry led the topic to zombies: "I heard that there are a lot of zombies on the other side. ”

Wang Shixing nodded and said, "There are indeed a lot of zombies on the other side, but most of them only appear at night. ”

"Your body is borrowed from a zombie?"

"Yes. Wang Shixing said a little depressed: "This zombie's body is so awkward, there was originally a better one, but unfortunately it was broken." ”