The Beimen family, as the oldest family in the north, has long been traced back to its origins.

The northern region is different from the economic prosperity of the Central Plains and from the cultural prosperity of Jiangdong.

This place is mostly windy and sand, with a harsh environment, and often an endless desert.

The Beimen family is located in a desert oasis.

At night, the temperature in the entire oasis began to drop wildly, accompanied by the whistling wind and sand, like the sob of a ghost, which was extremely terrifying.

The Beimen family has lived here for generations, and I don’t know how many years it has lasted.

The iconic building of their family is a nine-story black ancient tower.

The years and years of the ancient tower's existence are no longer verified. The materials used are neither gold, nor iron, nor stone. After wind and sun exposure, they are already covered with dust, but there is no trace of cracks.

It is said that the Beimen family left behind a ancestral teaching a long time ago, and they had to protect the Black Tower from generation to generation, and they could not leave no matter when.

And the Beimen family did this.

But why did the ancestral teachings say this, no tribe can explain it clearly.

Many old people said that under the black tower, demons were suppressed. Only the bloodline of the Beimen tribe can maintain the black tower not fall. Once the Beimen family moved here, the black tower would be broken and the creatures would be damaged.

However, no one can prove whether this statement is true.

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In the dark room, the lights jumped.

Beimen Lie tossed and turned and couldn't sleep. As a rising star of the younger generation of the Beimen family, he just turned 21 this year and has always aimed at his cousin Beimen Three Books.

In order to catch up with his cousin's footsteps, he practiced day and night and almost became a martial arts fanatic, but even so, the gap with the Three Books of Beimen is getting bigger and bigger.

This made him feel deeply powerless.

Of course, there is more than this one who is powerless.

That is, after night, no one is allowed to light the lights and cannot practice in the yard.

He was also extremely puzzled about this rule.

A month ago, the head of the family discussed with several elders and suddenly made this strange rule.

You should know that in the past, there was no limit at all.

Whenever you want to practice at night, you will practice at the same time.

Moreover, the entire mansion is lit all night and patrols, which is almost no different from the daytime.

But now, not only aren’t allowed to practice in the yard, nor are the lights allowed, and even the patrolers are compressed.

From the first to the second update, everyone must go back to sleep!

This made him extremely puzzled.

For this matter, he also asked his father specifically.

At that time, his father's words still made him feel a little strange.

He remembered that his father was looking at a painting in the study, and he was obsessed with reading it.

It seems that my own question is just a subconscious answer.

[Curiosity kills cats, curiosity can kill people. If a family does this, it will naturally make sense to do this. Just sleep well.]

He wanted to ask more questions at the time, but his father waved his hand and asked him to retreat.

In the next few days, he went to see his father, but his father did not see him, but locked himself in the study and didn't know what to do.

In addition to his father, the other elders of the family also felt a little strange.

Everyone becomes mysterious.

He once got up at night to go to the toilet and saw his second uncle passing by the yard alone. He shouted at that time, but his second uncle ran directly into the distance as if he was stimulated.

He was surprised at the time and quickly chased after him.

But when I chased into a corridor, I lost my second uncle's trace directly.

After the day, he went to ask his second uncle specifically.

But his second uncle scolded him angrily on the spot.

Because last night, his second uncle had been sleeping in the room, and several concubines could prove that he had never left the bed for half a step.

His second uncle said that he was obsessed with the wits and talked nonsense, and almost put him in a lockdown.

He still can't figure out whether he saw his second uncle that night.

Of course, this is just one thing.

In the next ten days, other things happened one after another, and each of them revealed a little weirdness.

What made him feel most strange was his father's study.

When it came to daylight, his father hid in the study and stayed all day long, not knowing what to do.

He had long been curious.

Beimenlie is particularly energetic and often doesn’t sleep all night long. Now he is not sleepy at all.

Seeing the sky outside, it was almost three o'clock, he suddenly stood up.

"Forget it, go and have a look. I remember my father was looking at a painting at that time, and he was obsessed with reading it. Could it be that there are any martial arts secrets hidden in that painting?"

His eyes flashed, and the more he thought about it, the more curious he became.

He put on his clothes directly, gently opened the door, and walked out the door.

The entire Beimen family was particularly quiet and pitch black.

Only the faint light of stars and moons fell in the courtyard, hazy.

Beimenlie flew lightly towards the distance.

His room was some distance from his father's study.

Halfway through the journey, suddenly stopped, showed suspicion, turned around and looked into the distance.

“Hi```”

“Hehe```”

A strange low laughter came, vaguely, sounding like a five or six-year-old child.

Beimenlie looked puzzled and walked towards the source of the sound.

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In the afternoon.

Zhang Yuan and his friends walked through a desert and finally arrived at the area of ​​the Beimen Family.

While plucking his hair, he looked up at the giant city in front of him.

"Black Tower City."

"This big city is named after a building of my Beimen Family. The building of my Beimen Family is the nine-story black tower."

Beimen Zhiying smiled and said, her beautiful eyes swept over the black crow in Zhang Yuan's hand from time to time, and she was puzzled secretly.

Along the way, I saw Zhang Yuan constantly plucking his hair.

Strangely, the black crow in his hand will grow again soon after every time he is stripped of his feathers.

Along the way, I plucked my hair dozens of times.

This was the first time she saw such a creature.

"Nine-story Black Tower?"

Zhang Yuan showed surprise.

He wanted to see more.

"Young Master Zhang, Brother Su, let's go in."

Beimen Zhiying smiled.

The three of them walked towards the city.

Although the city is not as lively as Jiangdong, there are many tourists coming and going, carrying swords and swords, most of whom are children of Fengchen.

As he moved forward, Zhang Yuan soon discovered a huge black tower standing in the distance.

"Is that where your family is?"

Zhang Yuan asked.

"Yes."

Beimen Zhiying smiled.

"I wonder if your brother, the Three Books of the North Gate, were at home?"
To be continued...