Zhao Yuan got drunk again. When he woke up, he found that the boat had already docked. The woman in purple had long disappeared.

In front of me was a blue sky, with a few floating clouds floating lazily in the sky, and the rising sun put on a golden silk suit.

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

Shaking his head with a headache, what happened last night seemed like a dream. I guess no one would believe it after saying it. The famous saint of the Yinyue Sect of the Demon Sect in the world actually had such a young daughter's expression. I also drank with her twice, and each time I was drunk.

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

Someone spoke on the shore.

Zhao Yuan quickly supported himself and saw a middle-aged man in his mouth, holding a boat oar in his hand, looking at him with some confusion.

Zhao Yuan quickly turned over and apologized: "Sorry, sorry, I'll leave right away!"

While speaking, I looked at the side inadvertently, but found that there were a lot of people huddled on the pier not far away. At this moment, several fishing boats were tied together with ropes. In addition, there was a dark coffin beside them.

"Jinling Bai Family?"

Zhao Yuan was shocked and suddenly remembered what the woman in purple said to him last night. The ordinary-looking coffin was filled with gunpowder, intending to use it to conspire to the evil king Zhuge Tian.

He moved his heart and quickly lay on the boat, pressed his head and said, "Uncle, the pros and cons of my headache, by the way, do you know if you know Feixian Valley? Can you send me a trip, I'll give you money!"

As he said that, he groped in his arms for a while and took out more than a dozen copper coins. This was already all the property of Zhao Yuan.

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

Mr. Chen?

Zhao Yuan was stunned and said strangely: "Do you know me?"

The boatman said: "It's not just me who knows him, but everyone in Feixian Town knows him."

Zhao Yuan thought in a blink of an eye that maybe Xiejun used another pseudonym, so he nodded and said, "That's a blessing for you."

The boatman nodded and said, "It's easy to say, it's easy to say!"

Then I boarded the boat. I might not be able to sell ten copper coins if I could catch fish in the lake for a day. Is it cost ten copper coins to send this person to Feixian Valley?

After the ship sailed for a while, Zhao Yuan sat up and looked carefully at the direction of the dock. Seeing that the crowds on the dock were still busy, he pretended not to know anything and asked, "Who are they? How did they transport a coffin?"

The boatman rowed the side of the boat and said, "I don't know this. It's really unlucky to transport the coffin early in the morning."

"that is!"

Zhao Yuan said with a helping voice and asked again: "Who is this Mr. Chen?"

The boatman grinned and said, "It's just an ordinary old man who likes to drink tea, play chess in the broken teahouse in the town, or fish in the Feixian Lake. It seems that there are no relatives and friends, but I think this old man is not simple."

Zhao Yuan asked, "Why is it not a simple method?"

The boatman pretended to be mysterious and said, "It rained all day, it was raining heavily. When it rained heavily, I couldn't go to the lake to fish, so I could only sit dryly at the door. At this moment, I saw someone running over in front of me. It was this old man Chen. He was holding an umbrella in one hand and his back was behind the other, without touching the ground, just like flying. At first I thought I was dazzled, but this old man Chen was right! So I hurriedly chased him, but when I ran to the teahouse, he had already started playing chess with others, so I quietly saw that the soles of his shoes were clean and there was no mud? You think, isn't it very difficult?"

The evil king Zhuge Tian is one of the four recognized masters in the Central Plains martial arts world. With his skills, he can do not occupy mud on heavy rainy days, which is simply a pediatrician.

However, a mountain village man like the boatman, how could he know the identity of Old Chen, who was not simple in his eyes, so it was natural to be shocked.

Zhao Yuan nodded in agreement, turned around and looked at the bow of the boat. At this moment, the sun had risen, and the lake was dotted by the rising sun.

Although the mountains by the lake are not high, the clouds and mists around the waist are like danger.

The oil poem he wrote last night suddenly sounded in Zhao Yuan's mind: "Feixian Lake beside Feixian Town, Feixian Valley beside Feixian Lake. There are fairies in Feixian Valley, purple clothes and fine wine guarding the alchemy furnace."

Especially after listening to it, a hint of blush appeared on her face. The shyness of her little daughter was so beautiful that it was really unremarkable.

However, she left in a hurry, and the world is so big, when will she meet again?

Suddenly, there was a hint of melancholy in my heart.

The boat sailed on Feixian Lake for a short time and approached the edge of the mountain. The mountain was extremely steep and it was probably difficult for apes to climb up.

After a while, the boat entered a narrow waterway between the mountain walls. The waterway was only one meter wide, and the mountain walls on both sides were as steep as clouds, as if they were split into two halves by someone. Looking up, you could only see the sky above your head as wide as a line.

"This is a first-line sky, and after a first-line sky, it will be Feixian Valley."

The boatman introduced that, as he said, this line was about dozens of feet. After passing through the waterway, the waterway suddenly changed from about 10 feet wide to three feet wide. The water was clear and the two sides were shaded by green trees.

At this moment, the clouds and mists in Feixian Valley were shrouded in it, as if they were in a fairyland. There was also a rumbling sound of water coming from the fog. Because the fog was blocked, it was impossible to see the entire Feixian Valley.

The boatman slowly leaned on the shore and said, "This is Feixian Valley. Looking at the road, I walked up the road. There were a few thatched huts, where did Old Man Chen live."

Zhao Yuan gave the copper coins to the boatman and jumped ashore. He originally wanted the boatman to wait for him, but in a blink of an eye, the Bai family came prepared this time, and letting him wait might have harmed him, so he gave up.

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

The path was slanted upwards, and after walking more than ten feet, you could vaguely see the shadow of the house through the trees in the forest. You walked forward for a while and suddenly became clear in front of you.

At this moment, the path has reached its end. What appeared in front of me was a suspension bridge. Opposite the suspension bridge was a green bamboo forest, and a hut was faintly revealed in the green bamboo road.

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

At first glance, the place where the hut is located is like a small island in a small pond, with steep mountains around it, and the suspension bridge becomes the only passage to the hut.

Zhao Yuan walked across the suspension bridge, walked along the path through the bamboo forest and arrived in front of the hut, bowed and said, "I'll pay homage to Senior Zhuge!"

But there was no response.

Zhao Yuan hesitated for a moment, raised his tone slightly, and said, "I am paying homage to Senior Zhuge, and now I am entrusted by my senior friends to send something to you."

Then there was no reaction.

"Isn't there anyone?"

Zhao Yuan asked in confusion, touching the things in his arms, thinking about it, wondering if he should find a place to put it first, but when he thought that the Bai family had to deal with him, at least he had to warn him, so as not to be fooled.

Zhao Yuan didn't know what morals were like, but he always felt that it was very unpleasant to destroy bridges across the river. It would be a good thing if someone taught them a lesson.

So he simply planned to wait, but after a moment, he suddenly slapped his head and exclaimed: "Oh no!"

The Bai family is also rushing towards this side at this moment. If he is waiting here stupidly, wouldn’t he meet them?

But then he thought, if they carried the coffin here, if they left and missed Zhuge Tian, ​​wouldn’t they be able to warn him?

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

Just as hesitated, there was a vague sound of talking outside. Zhao Yuan looked quietly and found that about seven or eight people were carrying a coffin and carefully passing the suspension bridge. He didn't expect that they would come so quickly.

The suspension bridge is the only way to retreat, and there are only some bamboo forests around the house, which will definitely be easily discovered. After looking around, Zhao Yuan immediately walked to the door of the hut and opened it with a light push. So without any hesitation, he hurriedly hid in, and then looked out through the gap in the door.

At this moment, the group of people had already walked to the yard with the coffin.

There were eight people in their group, six of whom were carrying a coffin, and the person who led the lead was Bai Chenrui.

Then Bai Chenrui bowed and said aloud: "Senior Zhuge, I have kept the promise to deliver Bai Jingfei's body. Please also ask me to show up."

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

Zhao Yuan was stunned. Zhuge Tian came here. Wouldn't he be nearby? Why didn't he agree to call him?

At this moment, Zhuge Tian slowly walked towards the coffin and asked, "Who was the one who killed Bai Jingfei? Is the murderer brought it together?"

While speaking, he looked at the Bai family's children present, and an unparalleled aura instantly filled the surroundings. Even though the people who came this time were all the best among the young generation of the Bai family, they all felt like they wanted to kneel down to the ground immediately. Even though they gritted their teeth, they could only support themselves at this moment, and their faces became increasingly ugly.

Bai Chenrui was better than them, and his body was shaking at this moment. When facing Zhuge Tian's inquiry, he was trembling and could not speak.

"snort……"

Zhuge Tian snorted coldly, and at this moment he had already walked to the coffin and reached out to touch the coffin.

"Oops!"

Zhao Yuan shouted in his heart, opened the door, and shouted: "Senior, be careful, the coffin is fraud!"
Chapter completed!