: 80. A mountainside secret

80. Secrets in the mountain
80. Secrets in the belly of Shu Yushan
After a long time, the rain finally stopped. The weather in southern Xinjiang rained quickly and the weather was fine. The rain just stopped and the warm sunshine filled the earth. The land that has just been washed by the rain emits a fresh earthy smell. If it doesn't, it doesn't seem to be non-porous.
The scent is even more wonderful. The rain just stopped the dark three and came out from the inside. I looked at the three people sitting in the hall and had no surprise. Yeli refers to the dry food on the table on one side: "First fill the stomach, estimate
Today, the host will not come to give us breakfast.

Three moments in the dark, sit down and fill the stomach in the attention of the three people. The sick book students looked at the dark and chewed look with great interest, and smiled at Ye Liu: "The Chu Gongzi has a master such as Zhuo Guardian, and it is no wonder that he dares to go to the southern Xinjiang.
What is this just starting? Didn't sleep last night? "Dark three looked up at him and looked faintly: "The son only brought me alone, naturally be careful. "Sick book students have a deep look. It is not easy to have one of the guards like this. Listen to this Zhuo Jing."
Chu Jun only has a lot of people around him. Now, only one of his guards is special. Then... this Chu Junwei’s identity is just not ordinary. A faint glance at the Han Mingxi next to him, the natural ability of the brother of Tianyi’s owner is not one.
People.
Perceived the gaze of the sick scholar, Han Mingxi smiled at him with a look of harmlessness. Don't ask him, he doesn't know the identity of Jun Wei.
When the four people packed up, they came out of the small building. The sunshine outside was just as strong and the flowers in the air were getting stronger and stronger. However, the antidote provided by the sick scholars did not affect the four people. Go back to the small building next to it, the old man and the housekeeper, and Zheng Kui.
The has disappeared. Han Mingxi looked at the sick book and said: "It seems that they have gone at least one hour. How do you find someone now?" As long as people with familiar terrain lead the way, even if it is rainy, it is enough to escape. The place is gone. The patient's lips evoke a cold smile, faintly said: "As long as others are still in southern Xinjiang, they will not escape my palm. What's more... Why do you think they are waiting for us here? Where are they going? It will never be more than twenty miles away from here."
The sick student took a small box from his arms and opened it, flying a small blue moth from the inside. The moth thumped two wings and stopped for a while on a small porcelain bottle opened by the sick student’s hand, and flew up again to the depths of the stockade.
Fly away, "Go." Satisfied with the recovery of the small medicine bottle on the body, the sick students are faint to the three.
The three followed the little moth and the entire stockade was empty. It was too dark last night, no one noticed that the other houses in this stockade were very simple except for the two small buildings they lived in. Not like a stockade where people gather,
It seems like a temporary station. The moths walked all the way to the deep mountains. The poisonous snake venoms on the road died and wounded under the overbearing poison of the sick books. No one deliberately drove them. These snake worms also know how to avoid harm and benefit, and there is no squad to besiege. they. After walking for more than half an hour, the moth stopped at a cliff and lingered around the sickness and turned around and refused to go further.
"Isn't that the little moth of the son of the son with the wrong way?" Han Minghui laughed.
The sick student gave him a faint look and took the little moth back into the box and said to Han Ming: "Go down."
"Going down?" Han Ming cleared a sigh, and soon he reacted with a look of incredulousness: "You said let me go?! Do you know where this is? Here is South Xinjiang, who knows how deep below, who Know what snakes or monsters are inside, do you let me go?!" The disease book said: "You are the best in light work, otherwise, let Chu Gongzi go down first?" Han Ming Xia Tieqing's face looks like a sick book seems to carelessly groping Left hand fingers, looking at the leaves and dark three standing on one side. Although I met soon, Han Mingxi still
It is really not too good to know the merits of Jun Wei. If there is anything in the future, I am afraid that I will not even have time to escape. I didn’t get angry, I’m going to go down,
Go down and wait for you!
When you open South Xinjiang, this son won’t kill you!
Han Ming's feet are light, and the whole person, like a huge dark red butterfly, goes to the cliff and then falls down the cliff. The sick student whispered softly: "Han Ergong's light work is much better than the bright moon." But only the light work is better than the heart.
The mind-changing Mingyue son, the sick scholars do not put Han Mingxi in the eye. As long as you look at the part of the moon, you can't kill Han Ming, so that the owner can't explain it.
"Zhuo Jing." Ye Liu frowned and stood on the edge of the cliff and looked down. He only saw the white clouds rolling and did not see the scenery below. This cliff is only one time deeper than the cliff under the Black Cloud Peak. It is impossible to go straight to the bottom of the cliff with light work. Dark three up front and reach out
On the cliff, a silver silk thread is entwined with something and quickly goes down the cliff. After a while, I see the dark three slowly withdrawing the silk thread around the palm of my hand. Looking back at the Yeli Road: "The son, at least one hundred feet to the bottom of the cliff." And...the cliff is very smooth."
Shen Yu, a hundred feet is nearly three hundred meters, such a high cliff wall is still smooth, even the grass is not much, obviously it is impossible to grow naturally. It seems that the moth of the sick student did not bring the wrong place.
The sick student looked at the dark eyes of the action, and there was a hint of curiosity. He was about to open a figure and stringed it out from the cliff. The wolverine fell to the ground. Just after landing, I haven’t had time to breathe and come to Han Mingxi to open up. "Sick student! You are waiting for this son, this son wants
It’s been killed by you here, I promise that Tianyige will kill you to death! "The sick girl's face is the same, it seems that he did not put the threat of Han Mingxi in the eye, coldly asked: "What's the following?

Han Mingxi sneered, "What? There is a fart, even if there is anything you have to break the light, can you break the body? Don't expect this son to take you down, unless you want to fall with the son!" The sick book student frowned, Han Mingqing maliciously mocked.
It seems that he has just encountered danger under the cliff. He has forgotten the taboos of the sick students for a while. He can only use cynicism to calm the anger and fright of his heart.
"Han brother." Ye Li screamed, this time angered the sick students and there is no benefit.
Han Mingxi is not an impulsive person. He was quickly reminded of the anger by Ye Liang. "There is a sea of ​​flowers under the cliff, but I guess those words are poisonous. There are many poisonous snakes in the flowers, and there are several The skeleton, I don’t know if it’s inadvertently dropped or thrown away. But there’s a small hole in the middle of the cliff about seventy feet. It seems to be an entrance. But...
The sick student gave a glance, saying: "The cliff wall has been deliberately dealt with. There is basically no place to borrow. I just didn't make a joke. It is impossible for me to take one person down without falling into the whole. It’s the bottom of the snake and the poison. And the three of you... It’s just a delusion to use your own merits to go down alone.
It’s still very proud to talk about his own merits.
"It's no wonder that this road has not even a guard. Is it that we can't find a way?" If Han Ming is not a light-minded person, I am afraid that any one of them is a dead end. "There must be other roads. I don't believe that all of them are light masters." Han Ming is proud of the road: "That is nature." Do you think that peerless light work is easy to practice? But... even if there are other ways you can find it now?" They are not experts, let alone the southern Xinjiang they are completely unfamiliar. More importantly, those in southern Xinjiang are not fools. Can they still sit there waiting for them to find their way.
"You..." The sick student frowned and looked at Han Mingxi, Han Mingxi quickly hid behind Zhuo Jing, and even his head was too lazy to explore. "You don't look for me, even if I can't go in. I can't really talk about martial arts." I guess that even if it is really the entrance, it will probably not be able to perform it. I can only go to the grass at most."

What is so important inside?
asked Ye Liu frowning.
"Do you have a way?" The sick student frowned and looked at her.
Ye did not answer, repeating his own question, "What exactly is the son looking for?"
The sick book students snorted, and it was unrealistic for the three people there to have only one person who wanted to seize the threat of Chu Junwei. After a long while, he said: "It is a strange poison."
It is said that the interests of several other people have been reduced by a large part. Han Mingxi is curious: "The son himself is known for his poisonous techniques. What kind of poison can there be in this world for the public to take risks?" The sick book was cold and smiled, and the eyes shone with sinister radiance. "A kind of poison that can make people live without asking for death." Ye Liu is not interested in what kind of poison can make people live without asking for death. There are so many painful ways in the world that there is no need to risk finding strange poisons. As for what kind of survival, you can't ask for death. If a person really wants to ask for more, how can he possibly die? It’s just because you live, there are expectations and concerns. However, the sinister poison of the students of the sick book made Ye Zi’s heart jump, and there was a somewhat vague idea in his heart.
"The son is a poison master, why bother to find out what is poisonous?" Ye Liu looked lightly.
The sick student gave a short laugh, and the laughter was filled with grievances and malice. Then there was a sudden cough. "Yes, I have a lot of good things, but that is not enough... the most painful poison in the world." In southern Xinjiang. Hehe..."
Ye Liu looked at him with his big eyes, and his voice was slightly raised with a little curiosity: "The most painful poison in the world is the broken sausage, and the poisoned person will break the bones and slay the mourning. Dead. Is there any more terrible poison than him?" The sick student gave a smirk with a slight smile: "Yes, the broken sausage is really poisonous, but it needs oral, and it has a very strong medicinal taste. Other tastes can also be deceived by people who are proficient in medicine or smelly. But this is not the same, the poison made with it is truly colorless and tasteless, and only one drop can make people fall into forever."
"Yu Luo Minghua?" Han Mingqi asked curiously.
The sick book is disdainful and scornful: "Do you think that there is only the glory in the southern Xinjiang? Compared with the secluded flowers hidden in the holy land of southern Xinjiang, this is the real peerless treasure - the blue flower.

"Bi-Lanhua?" Han Mingxi looked blank. "The name is quite elegant, but I have never heard of it." The sick book scorned with disdain, and the glass frowned, faintly said: "The poor blue falls on the yellow spring. "The sick student smiled and said: "Yes, the name of this poison is really called Biyue Huangquan."
"It doesn't seem like listening." Han Ming said clearly. Compared with what is broken, this name is simply poetic.
The sick student smiled and said: "There is nothing. Once this poison gets into the human body, it immediately merges into the blood of the whole body. Unless you take a little blood on your body, this poison will never be solved. Because even if there is The method of changing blood, but as long as there is a little poison in the blood, it will spread in the fresh blood at the fastest speed." Han Ming is puzzled, "Why is it called Biyue Huangquan?"
"Oh, one is in the sky, one is in the ground. The person who is in this poison has a good appearance, but the attached one will rot a little bit. The more the poison is accumulated, the more beautiful it will look." But... he can't touch any people or animals anymore."
"Is it contagious?" Ye Liu hangs down.
"No, how can it be contagious?" The doctor said with a smile: "It is a big problem to play with drugs that cannot control the spread. Only you can't touch any character because any warm living thing will make him feel uncomfortable and speed up. The speed of guilty festering. He mentioned that he can only hide himself in a place where he is isolated from the world to make himself stinky. Ah... his limbs will be rigid in the first step, maybe he will starve himself before he rots.

The three people present all heard a chill, especially with the sound of the sinister test of the sick book, even if the sun is shining now, it makes people feel that the hair is chilly.
"This is impossible. If it is just a poison, it is impossible to pay attention to it." Ye Liu pointed out faintly. Even the precious poisons are only poisons, except for those who are in the hands of a sick person, but they are afraid that they can't solve the poisoning of Dan. Sick book Sheng Shen said: "Yes, Biluohua is said to be accompanied by another medicine legend can be alive and dead. Now the so-called detoxification of the poison can only solve some common toxins. But with blue flowers Detoxification Dan can be done as long as people are still alive, no matter what poison or injury can be cured overnight. It can prolong life. Do you say that such a baby has no one to grab? If the surname Liang made it into a drug, even if it It’s a million dollars and no one is too expensive.

The glaze masked the streamer in the scorpion and nodded lightly: "It turns out that it is indeed a baby. Is the son looking for it to cure?"
The sick book student sneered: "There is no mistake in treating diseases and making drugs."
"So... it’s a reasonable reward to divide a medicinal drug at the time." Ye Liu asked.
The sick book stared at her with cold eyes, "remuneration?"
"Don't the son ask someone to help and never give money? Since the son said that he can cure the disease and make the poison, then I can assume that the blue flower is not very rare. It is not good at pharmacology, and the blue flower is useless. So, As long as a drug that can detoxify and prolong life should not be too much." The sick girl's eyes changed, and it took a long while to sigh: "I promise you."
"well."
"I can do it myself." The sick student retorted that people took him down and made him feel like he was weak, which made him unacceptable.
Zhuo Jing glanced at him: "If you are not afraid of falling, you can try it yourself."
"You!" The sick man's face sank, but he saw Ye Liu waved his hand and picked up the rope. He went to Han Mingxi's designated position and skillfully fixed the iron hook somewhere, then threw the rope down. Ye Li grabbed the rope and slowly slid down the cliff. Han Ming sneaked out and looked at it. She could still see her holding the rope down the cliff, bit by bit, seemingly slow but the action was strange. Skilled and quick. It has disappeared into the clouds in a short while.
After a while, the rope that had been gently shaken was refined. Then, the iron hook fixed on the stone swayed more and more violently. "Hey..." Han Mingxi was anxious to catch it. He said: "Nothing, the son has arrived." Sure enough, the iron hook After loosening, the rope at the lower end seemed to be pulled down by half and quickly fell off the cliff. The dark side of one side has already begun to prepare according to the method of just now. The sick scholars no longer have to make more disputes. When they go down to the dark, they directly use the light to fall to the dark side and hold him tightly. The two begin to move down. This time it is obviously much slower than the glaze.
Han Mingxi left alone on the edge of the cliff, curiously watching the iron hook and string tightly holding the boulder, muttering softly: "Jun Wei is really a strange boy..."
When the glass fell to more than sixty feet, I saw that there was a cave with a height of one person not far from the side. I was glad that I found that the length of the rope was much longer when I discovered that the rope had a lot of slender and strong benefits. Otherwise, I am afraid I can't get here. Gently to the right, the force swayed past, and the glass fell accurately on the edge of the cave and stood up firmly. Han Mingxi did not see it. This is indeed a cave that is deeply bottomless, like a passage that is cut on a cliff, and a black lacquered piece leading to an unknown place. Looking at the ground is obviously a new footprint. It seems that these people are very confident and even send individuals to guard at the hole. The glass carefully took the rope and walked a few steps forward. After a while, the dark three took the sick student to appear in the hole. The two had just stood in the dark and the ropes were still confiscated. Han Mingqing fell into the hole.
"They really went in from here." Ye Li pointed to the footprints on the ground and the head: "Be careful, there should be an organ on the head. When I came down, it seems that there should be some kind of control mechanism on the cliff." So they didn't decide to take it down. It's a pity that we didn't have time to look for it." The doctor's face was not very good. When I was down, I was taken by the dark three, but it didn't cost much, but it was not good." Let's go. Don't worry about the agency."
Ye Liu frown asked: "Can you hold back and not cough?"
Some stiff nodded, the sick student took a bottle of medicine from his arms and poured it into his mouth. His face was even more ugly. "Reassured, no more coughing."
Yeli nodded, and the dark three-one horse first walked in front, and the sick student was followed by Ye Li and Han Ming.
After walking for a while, the tunnel became dark and dark. However, it seems to be dry. After the light disappears completely, the sick student takes out the fire and ignites. The frills frowned, and it was not a good idea to ignite in the thin air tunnel, but now there is no way. Han Mingxi followed, watching the dark three and Yeli one left and the right back leaning on both sides and picking up the eyebrows, whispered: "Jun Wei, are you too nervous?" He glanced at him. "Can I be nervous compared to the Han Gongzi who has achieved great success?"
The sick student looked back at the three people and continued to move forward with a fire. This tunnel built in the mountains is obviously not for the sake of suspicion, so they did not encounter any path along the way, within the maze. And the terrain has been going down, and when Yeli estimates that they are almost at the foot of the mountain, they finally hear the movement in front. The sick student raised his hand and annihilated the fire. He stood in the corner and looked out. He saw two men wearing Nanjiang costumes not far away. The two were behind a door, and the noise was heard from inside. from.
These two guards obviously don't think that someone will come in this direction, really whispering something together. But the straight aisle in front is at least a hundred meters and quite narrow. No one can put the two gatekeepers quietly at this distance. Once the two people have any movements, they will inevitably alarm the people inside.
The sick student was silent and took a delicate scorpion from his arms and pointed it to the front. Only two screams, the two southern Xinjiang people immediately froze. The four people quickly sneaked in, and the sick student first flashed into the door. When Ye Li passed the doorway, he paused. The side of the head saw two people who still kept standing and a black blood flowed out of their lips. Obviously, there was no interest. The eyes were dark and the leaves followed the flash into the door.
The darkness and coldness of the doorway and the outer passage are completely different, and it looks hot and bright. Not far from people coming and going, the guards have begun to become much stricter. However, the four are all masters above the standard. It is not difficult to escape from these guards.
Behind the barrier formed by a large stone, Han Mingxi looked at the outside with some curiosity. Outside, it seems to be full of people, and there is a flat iron sound. "What are they doing?" The sick book said: "They are building weapons." It refers to the distance, where many have been formed. The weapon is gone. The dark three looked at the glass and made a gesture to the glass, and the glass suddenly nodded. The weapons built by those people are not the weapons that people in the rivers and lakes or the ordinary Xiwu people like, but the conventional weapons used on the battlefield. The mass production of so many people is obviously a weapon for an army.
"It's not our business, let's go." The sick scholars are not interested in what weapons these people are building. The only thing he is interested in now is the blue flowers.
"Do you know where the surname Liang is?" Han Mingxiu asked.
The sick student sneered and said: "He can't run." Han Mingxi nodded. "I remembered, you poisoned him. What about your little moth?" The sick student gave him a cold look and got up and went to another Going side by side. Han Mingxi shrugged and smiled at Ye Liu. Dark three whispers: "The son, these weapons are built for a certain army of the big Chu." Ye Li raised an eyebrow, "How do you know?" The dark three fingers pointed to a row of knives not far away: "Southern Xinjiang people are used to using short knives. The Xiling people's knives are thicker. There are also Beibei, the northern squadrons are the strongest, they prefer long weapons, or big knives. This style of knives is used by our big Chu soldiers."
Yeli nodded and got up to keep up with Han Mingxi and the sick scholar.
The disease book students guessed that there is nothing wrong with this. This is indeed a small underground weapon building site. The two large and large holes are busy casting weapons, most of which are found in the Central Plains, and some are from southern Xinjiang. The two followed the sick students to escape these people, and the terrain left the karst cave that created the weapon into another hole. Compared with the rough caves in front, this is more like a palace that can be decorated. The ground is covered with beautifully carved marbles and comfortable and beautiful carpets. "Are these people dead?!" The four were just approaching, and a sharp voice came from inside. The frown of the leaf is the voice of the rich merchant Liang Liang. At this time, his voice was not as proud and contemptuous as before, but it seemed a little more anxious and killing.
"You can rest assured that they can't run."
"Why don't you send someone to kill them directly!" said Liang, dissatisfied. "The sick scholar is terrible. If he doesn't kill him early, he will stay. If he didn't follow me, I have already arrived in southern Xinjiang." But no matter how you can't get rid of him! And the surname Han, obviously also know the sick scorpion. You must not let them either. No matter what the price!"
"No matter what the cost?" Le Jiang sneered and sneered: "Who pays the price? Those few people are not simple when you don't know? Even the snakes can't help them. I am very precious to every man in the department." How many people have you sacrificed to go up with them? Are you as many people as I can with you?
"Don't forget..." said Liang, angry. Le Jiang loudly said: "You can rest assured, I have not forgotten what I should do. But beyond the scope of our agreement, you better not order me." The person inside seems to bow, and then I heard Liang’s opening. Dao: "But... in case some of those people ran, do you think they will let us go? The other three I don't know, the reputation of the sick scorpion I think you should have heard. He is the third cabinet of the Xiling 阎王阁the Lord."
"Why are you provoked people who are in the royal family!" Le Jiang was obviously very angry and screamed.
"How can I know?! I just found it in a few days after I left. I don't even want to dare to go. That person is notorious. I can do it. What can I do?"
"So you will bring him to the southern Xinjiang!" Le Jiang gnashed his teeth for a long while, and then sighed: "I know, I will send people to deal with them as soon as possible. You can rest assured that the road down the mountain has long been blocked. Dead, now the mountain is full of poisonous snakes, even if he is good at using poisonous illnesses, I don't believe he can poison a mountain snake poison!"
"Be careful, you must see his body. If you start killing them at the beginning, now there is so much trouble."
Le Jiang sneered and said: "He is not close to you, you think we can kill him first or he kills you first. I will tell people to do things, you should stay first. Don't forget your things. If the master can't get what he wants, you know the consequences!" Liang's breathing breathlessly said, "I know, half of the tokens I have brought. You give me the other half."

Le Jiang coldly said: "This is what we are in southern Xinjiang."
Regarding the issue of interest, Mr. Liang did not show weakness. "Things are in my hands. Only I know how to get it."
"That is the first king of Nanxun to the Liang family to keep, not for you."
"Haha, what about that? You know that it isn't yours in the Nanxun royal family?" Liang said with a smile. "I didn't give it to the Nanxun royal family. It's very good, isn't it?"
"Don't we have a higher bid? Give Nanxun a thank you for nothing but a few words." Le Jiang smiled coldly.
Liang Laodao said: "You want treasures, I want money. Do you want to take what you want? So, you better give me the other half of the tokens, don't play tricks, this mountain has been dug by you. It’s almost empty, you can’t find treasure without me. Also, don’t think about killing me, don’t forget me behind me...

The tone of Liang’s ambition is obviously making Le Jiang very uncomfortable, but he can’t help it. I have to say coldly: "I know, take it in a while. You better not play tricks, the master has said that you must see things in the latest half a month. Otherwise... even if you are behind the Emperor, it is useless!

Liang’s proud laughter, for a while, finally said:
I know, you can rest assured. I know the relationship between Wang Ye and your master. I don’t know who is not knowing how to score. Just give me the token and go to the south. I promise to send things to your eyes."
"So best!" Le Jiangdao, the footsteps gradually drifted away, and the room was finally quiet, only to hear the sullen gasping of Liang.
How to do? The four stood in the secret corner, and Han Mingxi used his eyes to signal the sick scholar. The sick book was coveted, and the gloomy face passed over a sinister smile. Han Ming fluttered and shook his body. Some poor princesses glanced at the beam of the old man who walked around. I don't know what this old man will be tortured like?