Zongwu: fortune-telling with luck, the beginning is Xiongba's orders

Chapter 242 Bloody figure!
Murong Qiudi stood at the foot of the mountain, looked up at Pori Peak, which was as steep as a sharp sword soaring into the sky, and said to the people around him: "There is no need to delay, get ready to go up the mountain."

The so-called son of a thousand gold can't sit down, Murong Qiudi is a celestial being with a noble status, because of all the rumors about Pori Peak, she will not rashly climb the mountain.

She would let the most trusted subordinates around her climb the mountain first, check the situation, and then go up the mountain after confirming that there is no danger.

When everyone around Murong Qiudi was about to climb the mountain, a figure suddenly came and stopped them.

"You can't go up the mountain, it's too dangerous!"

It was a local old man who dissuaded Murong Qiudi.

The old man was dressed in gray linen, with a stooped body, dark skin, wrinkled face, and a pair of cloudy eyes.

Decades ago, he had witnessed the magnificent vision of heaven and earth with his own eyes, and he had also witnessed countless people climbing the mountain with his own eyes. In the end, none of these people could come back alive.

It was also he who listed Pori Peak as a forbidden area, and no villagers were allowed to climb the mountain again.

Now seeing that Murong Qiudi and other outsiders want to climb the mountain, he naturally wants to stand up and dissuade them.

Murong Qiudi glanced at the old man, shook his head and said, "Old man, we appreciate your kindness. We have reasons for going up the mountain. We will take care of ourselves."

Hearing what Murong Qiudi said, the old man sighed and said, "Why can't you cherish your own life?"

While talking, the old man had stepped aside and stopped blocking the passage of Murong Qiudi and the others.

He has said what he should say, and he has done what he should do. As for whether to listen or not, that is the business of these people themselves.

When Murong Qiudi saw the old man step aside, he said to the people around him: "Go, you must go down the mountain before dawn."

The ten people standing behind Murong Qiudi were all masters in the innate realm, four of them stayed to protect Murong Qiudi, and the other six went up the mountain to investigate the situation, with a clear division of labor.

Following Murong Qiudi's order, six of them immediately set off towards the steep and towering Pori Peak.

Murong Qiudi and the other four went into a residential house on the side of the street, rented a small courtyard with silver taels, and used it as a temporary place to stay.

An hour later.

Another group of outsiders came to the town.

It was the twelve astrological signs, Shangguan Jinhong and Jing Wuming.

After arriving at Pori Peak, they immediately prepared to climb the mountain, just like Murong Qiudi.

The old man who once dissuaded Murong Qiudi also stood up at this time and dissuaded them again.

"Outsiders, don't climb the mountain, it's dangerous."

Faced with the old man's persuasion, Wei Wu Ya chuckled and said, "Old man, you'd better not meddle in your own business!"

Wei Wuya had also heard some rumors about Pori Peak when he came here.

But in Wei Wuya's view, this rumor is just a lie, it is nothing more than to scare away those who want to find the "Heavenly Crying Sutra".

He has traveled the rivers and lakes for so many years, provoked countless powerful enemies, and has not been killed so far, not only because of his high martial arts skills, but also because of his first-class escape skills!
No matter what danger he encounters, as long as the opponent can't kill him with one blow, he has the confidence to escape calmly!

As for Shangguan Jinhong, he had no intention of responding to the old man's persuasion. If the old man insisted on stopping him, then he didn't mind killing an insignificant person before going up the mountain.

The old man didn't try to persuade him anymore, he just did what he should do as before, and then stepped aside wisely.

Shangguan Jinhong walked forward slowly.

Wei Wuya's heart moved, and he asked the old man, "Old man, besides us, are there any other outsiders here recently?"

The old man nodded slightly, and replied frankly: "You are the second batch. A group of people went up the mountain an hour ago and have not returned yet."

Wei Wuya was thoughtful when he heard the words, and whispered: "It should be that girl."

Speaking of which, Wei Wuya pushed the wheelchair towards Pori Peak.

It's only an hour, presumably they still have time to catch up now!

……

On Pori Peak, there is almost no complete mountain road, and everyone can only barely climb among the weeds and bushes.

Fortunately, some people have gone up the mountain before and cleared some obstacles, so it will be much easier for them to follow.

As night fell, the entire Sun Breaking Peak was quickly plunged into darkness.

Everyone lit the torches prepared in advance, but did not stop climbing because of the darkness of the surrounding environment.

An hour later, everyone walked through a bush, and the scene in front of them suddenly became clear.

In front of everyone, a platform suddenly appeared.

The platform was very flat and made of bluestone, but everyone didn't pay attention to the situation of the platform at this time, because they smelled an extremely strong smell of blood!

In the darkness ahead, everyone could vaguely see six figures lying motionless on the ground, as if they had lost their breath!

Although they didn't know the identities of these six people, they could guess that they were the ones who the old man said would go up the mountain an hour earlier than they did.

Shangguan Jin Hong looked around with no expression on his face, but the expression in his eyes was extremely vigilant.

Wei Wuya was also observing the surrounding situation, and at the same time he quietly hid among the crowd, ready to escape!
call.

The night wind blows.

In front of everyone's eyes, less than a foot away, a blood-red figure appeared without warning.

The moment everyone noticed this figure, before they had time to react, the blood color magnified infinitely in front of their eyes, swallowing them in the blink of an eye!

……

The next morning.

Murong Qiudi stood in the yard, overlooking Pori Peak, with a serious expression on his face.

She made an agreement with the people who went up the mountain that no matter what the situation was, she had to go down the mountain before dawn.

But it had already been dawn for an hour, but still no one could come down from the mountain.

Not only their Tianzun people, Shangguan Jinhong, Jing Wuming and the twelve astrological signs who went up the mountain yesterday, no one has ever gone down the mountain.

"Did we meet, lost in their hands, or encountered some danger?"

Murong Qiudi was puzzled.

She wanted to know whether her men had died at the hands of later climbers, or had encountered some other danger.

She wanted to go up the mountain to see the situation, but she was a little afraid in her heart, and she didn't dare to act rashly, so she had to be patient and wait for a while.

This wait is three days.

Three days passed, and no one came down from the mountain.

And on the fourth day, the town that had been quiet for a few days became lively again.

Another outsider came.

And this time, more people came.

The forces in the south of the Yangtze River were the first to hear the news, and they were also the first to set off. Five or sixty people arrived in one day. They came in small groups and did not communicate with each other.

The old man discouraged everyone who wanted to climb the mountain, but ended in failure every time.

The old man was neither discouraged nor angry, as if he was mechanically completing a task assigned to him by someone, and didn't care about the others.

Curious, Murong Qiudi took the initiative to find the old man.

She asked the old man: "Old man, who told you to stand here and discourage others from going up the mountain?"

The old man glanced at Murong Qiudi, shook his head and said, "No one asked me to do this, I just think I should."

Murong Qiudi asked curiously: "What is there on the mountain?"

The old man shook his head and replied: "I don't know, no one knows what's on the mountain."

Murong Qiudi gave the old man a meaningful look and said, "There is a person who must know what is on the mountain!"

……

Seven Heroes Town.

When Zhu Houcong came to Qixia Town again, he was not surprised to see that the number of people in Qixia Town had dropped sharply, and it seemed to be a bit depressed.

On the way here, he had already received information that Wei Wuya and Shangguan Jinhong were rushing to a place called Pori Peak, presumably the "Heavenly Crying Sutra" was on Pori Peak.

This news is not a secret, and other people must have heard of it.

So everyone went to Pori Peak to seek the "Heavenly Cry Sutra", and Qixia Town naturally became deserted.

This happened to allow him to easily meet Huo Yin.

Tongfu Inn.

Zhu Houcong walked slowly into the lobby of the inn, looked at the empty lobby, and asked Lao Bai who was playing with Bai Jingqi: "Boss, is the business in the inn so deserted?"

Although he guessed that most of the people had already rushed to Pori Peak, it was a bit unexpected that Tongfu Inn didn't have any guests.

Laobai heard Zhu Houcong's words, raised his head and glanced at Zhu Houcong, and recognized Zhu Houcong at a glance.

He respectfully said to Zhu Houcong: "Young master, you don't know something. Since the news of the "Heavenly Crying Sutra" in Pori Peak, let alone Qixia Town, people in the whole world have gone to Pori Peak. Rifeng has gone, of course there are no guests in this inn."

Zhu Houcong was a little surprised, and asked: "Is there no one who asks the fairy king for divination?"

Lao Bai chuckled, and said, "It's gone crazy everywhere now, just take a look at this "Heavenly Crying Sutra", and you can become an omniscient person like Mr. You can do your own fortune-telling, so what's the use of it?" Spending money to seek divination from Mr.

Hearing Lao Bai's answer, Zhu Houcong couldn't help but fell silent.

The world is greedy.

They wait here every day, waiting hard for the choice of Baguapan Jinguang, and they may not be selected for a year or so.

But if they get the "Heavenly Crying Sutra", then they can pry into all the mysteries of the world, know what they want to know, and don't need to rely on Huo Yin anymore. Even if this is only a one in ten thousand chance, they are willing to gamble a handful.

If you lose the bet, you will get nothing at most, but if you win the bet, you will immediately become a fairy!

How many people in this world can resist such a temptation!

Thinking of this, Zhu Houcong asked Lao Bai: "Is the Xianjun upstairs?"

Lao Bai nodded and replied: "Yes, there is another hexagram today."

Although the vast majority of people went to Pori Peak to seek the "Heavenly Crying Sutra", there are still some people who prefer to make a decision after confirming some situations.

(End of this chapter)