Just as he was thinking about how to get close, another harsh whistle came from the side of the village. The whistle was very long. The bandit not far from Yi Yan actually got up and ran towards the village quickly.

Yi Yan was overjoyed and was about to get up and take a few steps, but two people walked out quickly in the village.

In the darkness, Yi Yan couldn't see clearly. He immediately lay on the ground and did not dare to move at all. The two of them came quickly and soon arrived not far away in front of him. He wanted to retreat to the denser forest behind, but he did not dare to move.

He heard someone say in his ears: "The person in front of the village was Wang Su, the third guard beside the Governor, who was accepted by the Governor when he suppressed the Northwest swordsmen. He was just an ordinary swordsmen, but since he followed the Governor and practiced "The Soldiers Xuantiangang" and made great progress. It was difficult to have an opponent with a 'yellow sand' sword in his hand. Whether it is Xuan Xiu or the ghost, it is difficult to block the evil spirit of his swordsmen. He is known as the swordsman Wang Su, the master of the Sha Village, you must be careful."

The voice of the speaker sounded very young, and Yi Yan didn't dare to look up, but Yi Yan heard from his voice that he must be a young man, and there was a condescending smell in his voice. Even when it comes to Wang Su, the same is true.

I heard the Shazhaimai say, "Haha, just a swordsman, why bother. He practiced only in "The Soldiers Xuantiangang". There are so many people in the world who practiced this method, and I also saw that there are several people in the world who are famous in the world who practiced this method. My practice is "The Soldiers Tianlanggang", which is not comparable to the Soldiers Xuantiangang."

The Shazhai Lord looked down on Wang Su in his words, and was quite content with the methods he had practiced.

The young voice chuckled: "Why would Mu Yun not know the reputation of the Shazhai Lord? I am afraid that the Shazhai Lord will underestimate the enemy if he doesn't know Wang Su's background. Haha, I'm talking too much, and I hope the Shazhai Lord will not forget the appointment of Tianlong Temple."

"Don't worry, Mr. Mu, how could Sha forget? It's just that day, Mr. Mu is sure that they will go to Tianlong Temple?"

"Don't worry, the master of Shazhai, she has to go in incense once a year. No matter where she is, she must go to the local famous temple or famous temple. Only Tianlong Temple is the most famous here, so she must go and act according to the plan at that time."

After saying that, the young voice said "good goodbye" and left. However, the Shazhaimaster leader stood for a while and then strode forward and gave a loud order. Yi Yan guessed that he went to the front camp to meet the enemy Wang Su, and after a while he got up and headed towards the gate. But he was afraid that the man named Mu Yun would find the dead bandit and return, and then block his retreat.

However, after thinking about it, if you don’t enter, how could you meet with Wang Su?

When he entered the village gate, all the bandits inside seemed to be attracted to the front, and there was no one left behind. Yi Yan couldn't help but think: "Bandits are bandits, but once they encounter something, they will all come out. If someone prepares enough fire tools, they just need to lure people in front and set fire from behind, and the bandits will be destroyed by the backhand."

When he thought about this in his heart, he hid outside a village gate and looked inside. There was no one. He stepped in and felt a fierce aura coming to his face, and the feeling disappeared in a flash.

The copycat is made of wood. Judging from the design, it is obviously also from the hands of experts. The entire copycat is always round and looks like a castle lying on the top of a mountain from the outside. Only after entering will you find a different world.

In an aisle, there were lights burning on the wooden walls of the aisle, emitting black smoke, emitting a pungent smell of tree oil, and the top was already smoked black

On both sides of the passage were rooms. Yi Yan'er heard various shouts from outside, and was not in a hurry to go over and see, so he carefully entered the rooms.

Each room was not big, and there was no extra space except a bed, and the bed items were messy. There was nothing in the first room. When he quietly opened the third room, he found a woman lying there, and the woman was sleeping, and he didn't go in.

When he went to another room, either the room was messy and empty, or there were women lying there. He didn't dare to disturb him. These women seemed to have been robbed, and now they have accepted their fate, or they are used to what they have discovered now, so they can sleep with peace of mind.

When he came to a room that was relatively wider, he guessed in his heart that it was probably the chief's room. When he opened the door, there was a tiger's skin on the bed in the room, and a table with bows and arrows hanging on the wooden walls, and a tiger's skull was hanging directly opposite the door.

In addition, there is also a small cabinet, which is old, with drawers and some things on the desktop.

Yi Yan walked over and looked at the messy things on the desktop, but found no items of value. He opened one of the drawers and found a book inside. He picked it up. The book was a manuscript.

The cover read "The Technique of Breaking the Sky", Yi Yan was surprised, which was even more excited than what gems and silver money he found. He couldn't help but hold them in his hand and quickly opened them, but a piece of paper slipped from it.

Yi Yan reached out and saw the words on the paper, and immediately became confused. The things written on the paper were not something profound in practice, but a folk song. However, he heard Wang Su sing this folk song outside the mountain temple. Although he could not remember them all after listening to it, now he could immediately remember the words on the paper.

He was puzzled and quickly pressed back to the book, hid it close to his body, and even if it was vigorously exercised, it would not be left behind. He walked out of the room door and walked back. He didn't plan to go to the front door anymore, so he decided to hide it and wait until everything in front of the village was quiet before coming out.

But just as he walked behind, his neck was silently pinched, like iron pliers, and his whole body seemed to disappear without a trace in this moment, including spiritual power. It was like a snake being pinched seven inches.

His heart was shocked for a moment, and his mind was chaotic. The slight smugness that he had successfully sneaked into the mountain village was instantly blown away.

At the same time, I heard what he couldn't understand. It was a local language in Yunnan Province, but Yi Yan could guess from that tone that it must be a swear word.

He was pinched on the back of his neck and was almost lifted up. He could only walk with his toes and lower his head to move forward, and could do nothing.

Yi Yan could no longer determine the length of the journey. The moment his neck loosened, he was pushed hard and threw him to the ground. His hands were no longer pinched behind his neck, but the spiritual power in his body seemed to have been blocked from the connection with his consciousness.

"Tie it up, be careful, he has great spiritual power."

"What are you afraid of with spiritual power? Killing brother cuts his spiritual power down. No matter how strong the spiritual power is, it is useless. What's more, such a little kid can have how much spiritual power."

Yi Yan looked up in horror and saw that there were people in front, back and forth, and there were two people fighting together on the open flat ground in front. The people who looked at each other looked fierce in their appearance.

And when the two fighting in the open space in front of them, you will find that when the two men change their bodies, they seem to be hiding in the void for a moment, and there is some kind of escape method integrated into it.

Although the time and distance of disappearance were very short, it actually disappeared for a moment, allowing the bystanders to see the figures of the two people appearing faintly, and black lights appearing in the void, surging in all directions like turbulent flows.

One of the two was Wang Su.

Before Yi Yan could escape, the back and neck had been stepped on by someone. Then he was tied up.

The man who stepped on him shouted: "Boy, if you recognize one of those two people, you will let you go. If you don't recognize them, you will have to eat knife meat."

While speaking, a pale blade pierced the ground in front of him, and a ball of mud splashed into his mouth.

Yi Yan could understand his words, not like other people's voices, just like the sounds of others, I didn't know what to say.

Yi Yan was panicked, but as soon as he said that he knew that he must be lying to him, the purpose was to determine whether he had something to do with Wang Su. If it was related, then he would use himself to threaten Wang Su.

"Oh, don't you recognize me?" The man's eyes were full of cunning. He continued, "Just just shout "Wang Su is my son, I will let you go."

How could Yi Yan say this? The man laughed and shouted to the two men who fought in a row: "Wang Su, see who this is, brothers, hang him up and see who shot this kid's eyes first."

Yi Yan was very scared. He knew that he would not scold Wang Su between life and death, which had already made the bandits sure that they had something to do with Wang Su.

The bandits responded, and someone had tied up Yi Yan's hands and hung him on the high village gate with a rope.

The severe pain caused by the rope hanging on his body was not enough to dispel the fear in his heart. He had never been so afraid whether he was forced to kill the mage in the county at home, or when he was discovered by the sentry bandit while going up the mountain. Because those two times were short-lived, he could still move, shout, and had a sword in his hand, able to fight against others.

And now he can't.

I can't shout, for fear of being divided by Wang Su's heart. I can't hide, I can't escape. I can't watch the ground get farther and farther away from me, and the bandits have taken out bows and arrows. The fear of death seemed to drill into the bones bit by bit from his pores.

Every breath of breath has turned into that fear.
Chapter completed!