Behind the stone wall, the cries of the girls and daughters-in-law were very suppressed.

The aunt next door talked about the situation in the village. More than one person died. Two old people were beaten to death by the enemy country's rebels. There was no reason. They might just dislike the two old people. In the end, the old village chief led the people in a hurry. Burial.

The family members of several victims cried heartbreakingly, and for the first time everyone knew what it meant to be a country ruined.

It's still raining.

The creek in the valley became turbulent, and the newly built banana leaves on the shack did not dry up because of the rain.

Feng Ying stood on the stone wall without saying a word, perhaps unable to bear the cry of the bereaved relatives, raised her hand and lowered her straw hat, turned and walked towards the beach.

Glancing at the ducks and white geese sheltering from the rain under the banana tree, he untied the ropes, kicked hard and jumped onto the small fishing boat offshore.

The boat came to the bottom of the cliff to find a recess, and the boat stopped to shelter from the rain alone.

The thick cliffs above the head block the heavy rain, and the places where the rain can't be exposed are very dry. Many waterbirds rest and leave a lot of white bird droppings, and there are wild pigeon nests on high places.

The rain-drenched clothes cling to the body tightly, and it feels very tight when moving.

After the wind blew, Feng Ying squatted on the dry rock and watched the rain.

His head was full of images of underwater fights.

She doesn't like killing, but she is forced to do things she doesn't like.

To this day, I still don't understand why those people did bad things. The more I think about it, the more confused my head becomes, just like it's hard to see through the pouring rain outside.

After a long time, he sighed, took out half of the dried fish and slowly gnawed it.

A white waterfowl was gliding in the rain. It originally wanted to fly into the recess of the cliff to take shelter from the rain, but after seeing Feng Ying, it circled and gave up this safe haven, gradually moving away until it could no longer be seen.

Feng Ying thought about it a lot.

Thinking about when the bad guys will leave, and whether the lack of a boat will arouse their anger.

The drowning corpse will not float up temporarily if it is entangled with water weeds.

What if they found out that one person was missing and became angry.

After thinking about it for a long time, I finally came up with an immature way to pretend that the wind and waves are too big to cause death. After all, this kind of thing is very common in the big lakes and rivers, but to leave some traces, Feng Ying considered finding a way to disguise it as an accident to save the bad guys from revenge. villagers.

Do what you want, get up and jump on the boat back to the valley, and drag another small fishing boat away with a rope.

The rowing of the boat, the valley behind the shelter is getting farther and farther...

There was only the sound of rain on the white lake, which was battered by the rain.

Maybe it's been a long time.

Only vaguely can see the thick outline of Beishan.

No other boats were found on the lake. Maybe they all went back to the fishing village to avoid the wind and waves.

Carefully observe the water flow, and then look at the wind direction.

Released the oars, Feng Ying went to the stern and jumped on the neighbor's small fishing boat, throwing the two oars away.

Use a bamboo stick to gently pick at the bottom of the boat, grab the hemp fiber in the seam of the stern and pull it upward, and the bottom of the boat immediately gushed like a fountain. Feng Ying turned and jumped back to his fishing boat, waiting for the cabin to be filled with water, and then grabbing the boat. Hold the bow down and swipe down and buckle.

The mess on the boat was blown away quickly by the wind.

The sunken ship is too heavy, and it is not afraid of the wind and waves, floating and sinking slowly, and it is expected to be carried to the shore by the underwater undercurrent.

Feng Ying silently watched the sunken ship, hoping that they would not persecute the villagers when they saw it.

Looking at the flickering bottom of the boat in the wind and waves, it is like the floating future of a fishing village.

Just when everything was ready to go back, I noticed an abnormality. There were gaps between the rain clouds during the precipitation, and I saw a lot of people on the hillside with the help of a short gap.

The rain clouds were pushed away by the wind, and bundles of rain visible to the naked eye hurried along.

After careful observation and identification, Feng Ying was very sure that it was the bad guys from the enemy country, as well as the mysterious people who were on their way three nights.

They walked the mountain road in the rain, looking at the direction to go to an unknown hill in the distance.

Feng Ying once went to that place when he was hunting for herbs, and there was also a stone temple that was very old. I don't know which immortal it was dedicated to.

The gap in the rain cloud continued to move forward, and soon covered the figures of those people.

When I was debating whether to go and see, many strangers appeared in the gaps of the rain clouds that had moved far away.

"…"

Xiaoxiaoyu Village suddenly became very lively.

Feng Ying had an intuition. Although he didn't know whether the two groups were of the same power, he must have gone to the dragon vein that the two gods said. After thinking about it, he felt that he should go and have a look. Also know what happened.

After docking, hide the boat, bring rusty iron knives and bamboo spears ashore.

In the rain, I took a shortcut and climbed the mountain. The thick fallen leaves soaked up the rain and it was very difficult to walk. The exposed soil was full of running water.

Feng Ying didn't pay attention just now, but a special figure appeared on the mountain road...

Halfway up the mountain.

A team of nearly forty people hurried on the road in mino clothes.

Beishan is very large and high. Fortunately, the mountain road is relatively gentle. The villagers go up the mountain to hunt and collect herbs all year round, and gradually walk out of a solid mountain road. There is no need to worry about slipping or rough terrain. Han, one of whom held a hawk on his shoulder, followed easily by three monks in robes.

Originally, the falcon could be used to explore the way, but the rain was too heavy, and the falcon, which was injured and not healed, could not take off.

What he didn't know was that his falcon failed to lift off, but another falcon was circling in the rain in the sky.

On the hillside, Feng Ying's speed was getting faster and faster.

From walking slowly at the beginning, it turned into a step that jumped a zhang away, stepping on stones with precision and jumping, the body had heat flow to dispel the cold and relieve fatigue, Feng Ying thought that it was probably the legendary fairy power, and it felt very strange.

While running, I saw the falcon in the rain curtain. I thought it was the villain in the village. I had no choice but to hurry in the valley to avoid the falcon's eyes. I thought that if it didn't rain, the local crow would tell the foreign falcon who is the landlord.

In the rugged jungle, Feng Ying ran faster than a cheetah.

In the mountains and forests, all parties hurried on their way.

Noon.

The heavy rain suddenly stopped, and the golden sunlight shone through the cracks of the clouds.

Some thirty people were resting on an ordinary hill somewhere, and three robe monks were walking around with various magical instruments in their hands, and occasionally they would float up and look around with spells.

Their location is on the top of the hill, with a wide view, and at the foot is a rock that has been weathered for many years.

Very ordinary, like the back of an old cow, giving people a comfortable feeling.

The two young disciples started fighting, and the older cultivator made calculations as he walked, constantly calibrating on the animal skin map, confirming it over and over again.

The smooth rocky ridge on the top of the hill is about ten feet long and five feet wide, and there are traces left by wind and rain erosion.

It looks like it is covered with huge dragon scales.

The old cultivator put away the map and handed it over to the strong man commanding the soldiers.

"It's right here, I'm about to start, there is only one chance of success."

Hearing this, the brawny commander nodded.

"Please rest assured, Immortal Master, we have cooperated many times, and it is guaranteed that there will be no problem."

After waving his hands, the soldiers under his command picked up their weapons and dispersed. Perhaps they felt that there was no one in the barren mountains and mountains, so they were too lazy to wear armor. They just followed the rules to be vigilant in all directions.

The old monk took out a jade bottle and sprinkled the unknown dark red liquid on the smooth ridge rock three times in total, forming a triangle shape.

After finishing the incident, he waved to the two young disciples.

The disciple put down his backpack and pulled out three long iron nails. The iron nails have three sides, which is very strange.

"Arrange the altar and prepare for the practice."

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