Zhao Yuan got drunk again. When he woke up, he found that the ship had docked and the woman in purple had disappeared.

In front of them was a blue sky, with a few floating clouds floating lazily in the sky. The sun that had just risen dressed them in golden silk clothes.

There is also a hint of coolness in the air, mixed with the unique fishy smell of the lake water.

Shaking my head that still had a headache, what happened last night seemed like a dream. No one would believe that the saint of the Yin Yue Sect, a famous demon sect in the world, actually had such a little daughter.

She had such a demeanor that she even drank wine with her twice, and each time she got extremely drunk.

"Young man, are you staying in my boat like this?"

Someone on the shore spoke.

Zhao Yuan quickly raised his head and took a look. He was talking to a middle-aged man who was holding a paddle in his hand and looking at him with some doubts.

Zhao Yuan quickly stood up and apologized: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'll leave right away!"

As he spoke, he inadvertently looked to the side, only to find a large number of people crowded on the pier not far away. They were tying several fishing boats together with ropes. In addition, there was a dark coffin beside them.

"Jinling Bai family?"

Zhao Yuan was startled, and suddenly remembered what the woman in purple said to him last night. That ordinary-looking coffin was filled with gunpowder, and was intended to be used to plot against the evil king Zhuge Tian.

With a thought in his heart, he quickly lay down on the boat, pressed his head and said, "Uncle, I have a terrible headache. By the way, I wonder if you know about Feixian Valley? Can you send me there and I'll give you money!"

"

As he spoke, he groped around in his arms and took out more than ten copper coins. This was all Zhao Yuan's property.

The boatman suddenly smiled and said, "Are you going to find Mr. Chen?"

Mr. Chen?

Zhao Yuan was stunned and asked: "Do you know him?"

The boatman said: "Not only do I know him, but everyone in Feixian Town knows him."

Zhao Yuan thought for a moment that maybe the evil king used another pseudonym, so he nodded and said: "Then I'll help you."

The boatman nodded and said, "Easy to say, easy to say!"

Then he boarded the boat. Even if he catches fish in the lake for a day, he may not be able to sell it for ten copper coins. How cost-effective it is to send the person in front of him to Feixian Valley for ten copper coins?

After the boat sailed a certain distance, Zhao Yuan sat up and carefully looked at the direction of the dock. Seeing that the crowd at the dock was still busy, he pretended not to know anything and asked: "Who are they? How did they get a mouthful?"

coffin."

The boatman rowed the boat and said, "I don't know that either. It's really unlucky to transport a coffin so early in the morning."

"that is!"

Zhao Yuan helped and asked: "Then who is this Mr. Chen?"

The boatman grinned and said: "He is just an ordinary old man. He usually likes to drink tea in the shabby teahouse at the head of the town, play chess, or go fishing on Feixian Lake. He doesn't seem to have many relatives or friends.

Sort of like that, but I don’t think this old man is simple.”

Zhao Yuan asked: "Why is this not a simple method?"

The boatman pretended to be mysterious and said: "It was raining that day. It was raining very hard. When it rained, I couldn't go fishing in the lake. I had to sit at the door. At this time, I saw someone running past me.

This old man Chen, he was holding an umbrella in one hand and the other behind his back, without touching the ground, as if he was flying. At first I thought I was dazzled, but it turned out that I was right! So I hurriedly chased him, but this Chen

The old man ran so fast. By the time I got to the teahouse, he had already started playing chess with others, so I quietly took a look at the soles of his shoes. They were clean, with not even a speck of mud on them. Tell me, isn't it very simple?

?”

Evil Lord Zhuge Tian is one of the four recognized martial arts masters in the Central Plains. With his skills, it is simply childish to keep his shoes from getting muddy in heavy rain.

However, how could a mountain villager like the boatman know the identity of Old Chentou, who he regarded as a very extraordinary person? It was natural for him to be shocked.

Zhao Yuan nodded in agreement, turned around and looked towards the bow of the ship. At this moment, the sun had risen, and the lake surface was dotted with a golden light.

Although the mountains by the lake are not high, the clouds and mist surrounding my waist at this moment look like a dangerous situation.

The limerick he wrote last night suddenly sounded in Zhao Yuan's mind: "Beside Feixian Town, Feixian Lake, and beside Feixian Lake, Feixian Valley. There are fairies in Feixian Valley, and they wear purple clothes and fine wine to guard the alchemy furnace."

Especially when she felt a blush on her face after hearing this, her girlish shyness was so beautiful that it was beyond words.

However, she said goodbye in a hurry. The world is so vast, when will we meet again?

Suddenly, I felt a little melancholy in my heart.

Not long after the boat sailed on Feixian Lake, it got close to the mountainside. The mountain here was extremely steep, and it was probably difficult for apes to climb up.

After a while, the boat entered a long and narrow waterway between the mountain walls. The waterway was only about a foot wide. The mountain walls on both sides of the waterway were as steep as clouds, as if someone had cut the mountain in half with a knife.

Looking up, all you can see is the sky as wide as a line above your head.

"This is a line of sky. After passing the line of sky, you will reach Feixian Valley."

The boatman introduced that, as he said, the length of this passage was only a few tens of feet. After crossing the waterway, the waterway suddenly changed from a few feet wide to about three feet wide. The water was crystal clear, and even more so on both sides.

Tree-lined.

At this moment, the Feixian Valley is shrouded in clouds and mist, just like a fairyland. There is also a faint sound of rumbling water in the mist. Because of the fog, it is impossible to see the entire Feixian Valley.

The boatman slowly leaned the boat against the shore and said: "This is Feixian Valley. Look at the road and walk up the road. There are several thatched huts, where Old Man Chen lives."

Zhao Yuan gave the copper coins to the boatman and jumped ashore. He originally wanted the boatman to wait for him, but in the blink of an eye, he thought that the Bai family had come prepared this time and letting him wait might harm him, so he gave up.

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After he left, Zhao Yuan easily found the path. The path was only about one meter wide. It was paved with a stone slab every few steps. The stone slabs were not polished and had various shapes.

There are even weeds growing between the stone slabs.

The path sloped upward, and after walking along it for more than ten feet, you could vaguely see the shadow of the house through the trees in the forest. After walking forward for a while, your eyes suddenly became brighter.

At this moment, the path has reached the end, and what appears in front of us is a suspension bridge. Opposite the suspension bridge is a green bamboo forest, and a hut can be seen vaguely in the green bamboo road.

On the mountain wall next to the hut, a waterfall fell straight down and poured into the small pool at the foot of the cliff.

At first glance, the location of the thatched cottage is like an island in a small pond. The surrounding mountains are steep, and the suspension bridge becomes the only way to the thatched cottage.

Zhao Yuan walked across the suspension bridge, followed the path through the bamboo forest, and arrived in front of the thatched cottage. He cupped his hands and said, "Junior, I pay my respects to Senior Zhuge!"

But there was no response.

Zhao Yuan hesitated for a moment, then slightly raised his voice and said: "Junior pays homage to Senior Zhuge, and I am here to deliver something as entrusted by Senior's old friend."

Then still no response.

"Is there no one?"

Zhao Yuan wondered, touching the thing in his arms, thinking for a while, wondering if he should find a place to put it first, but then he thought, the Bai family might have a plan to deal with him, so they should at least give him a warning to avoid being fooled.

Zhao Yuan didn't know about the ethics of the world, but he always felt that it was very unpleasant for the Bai family to cross the river and burn the bridge. It would be a good thing if someone taught them a lesson.

So I simply planned to wait, but after a while, I suddenly slapped myself on the head and exclaimed: "Oh no!"

The Bai family is also coming here at the moment. If I wait here stupidly, won't I run into them?

But then I thought, if they brought the coffin here, and if I missed Zhuge Tian when I left, wouldn't there be no way to warn him?

For a moment, Zhao Yuan found himself in a dilemma.

Just as he was hesitating, there were faint voices outside. Zhao Yuan looked quietly and found that about seven or eight people were carrying a coffin and carefully crossing the suspension bridge. He didn't expect them to arrive so quickly.

The suspension bridge was the only way out, and there were only some bamboo forests around the house, so it would be easy to be discovered. After looking around, Zhao Yuan immediately walked to the door of the hut and opened it with a slight push, without any hesitation.

, hurriedly hid in, and then looked outside through the gap in the door.

At this moment, this group of people had already carried the coffin to the front of the small courtyard.

There were eight people in their group, six of them were carrying a coffin, and the leader was Bai Chenrui.

Then I heard Bai Chenrui cupping his hands and saying loudly: "Senior Zhuge, I have kept my promise to deliver Bai Jingfei's body, and please come forward."

As soon as he finished speaking, a gray figure suddenly fell from the sky and landed in the courtyard.

Zhao Yuan was stunned, Zhuge Tian came, so he should have been nearby, so why didn't he agree when he called him?

At this moment, Zhuge Tian slowly walked towards the coffin and asked at the same time: "Who killed Bai Jingfei? Did you bring the murderer with him?"

As he spoke, he looked at the few descendants of the Bai family present, and an unparalleled aura instantly filled the surroundings. Even though the people who came this time were all outstanding leaders of the younger generation of the Bai family, but in the face of such a momentum, they

Everyone felt like they wanted to kneel down on the ground immediately. Even though they gritted their teeth, they could only hold on with difficulty at this moment, and their faces became increasingly ugly.

Bai Chenrui was a step ahead of them, and his body was shaky at the moment. Faced with Zhuge Tian's questioning, his lips trembled and he was speechless.

"snort……"

Zhuge Tian snorted coldly, and now he had walked to the coffin and reached out to touch the coffin.

"Oops!"
Chapter completed!