Chapter 59 Missed

Seeing Zhang Zhaoyang say this, layman Yanming knew that he had made up his mind, so he said to Lu Yueming and Tan Feng: "I am going to stay here, what about you?"

Lu Yueming and Tan Feng looked at each other, stepped forward and said, "We won't go in either. We will guard Brother Zhang here."

Layman Yanming nodded and said to Zhang Zhaoyang: "Then come in, my dear nephew. You know the formula."

Zhang Zhaoyang said with a smile: "Ten trees go straight, eight trees go right, six trees go behind, and six trees go left. I have already remembered it in my heart. Is it correct?"

Layman Yanming said: "Yes, that's it. Master Wanjian has a heart."

This sentence seemed to be a pun, but Zhang Zhaoyang didn't pay attention to it. Instead, he checked it and took out a bundle of slender snow-white strings from his luggage. Layman Yanming's eyes lit up and he asked: "Zhang Zhaoyang My dear nephew, is this silk rope of yours made of snow silk?"

Zhang Zhaoyang smiled and nodded in praise: "Uncle Yanming's eyes are indeed like a torch. This is made of silk spun by snow silkworms that are only found in the frozen land of the far north, mixed with other precious silk threads."

Layman Yanming asked again: "I heard that this snow silk is extremely tough and cannot be cut with ordinary swords. Is it true?"

Zhang Zhaoyang said: "That's it. How about giving it a try, uncle?"

Layman Yanming thought for a moment and said, "For the safety of Master Nephew Zhang, I'd better give it a try." After saying that, he took out the sharp dagger he used last time from his arms and said to Zhang Zhaoyang, "My dagger can cut iron like iron." Mud, can this silk rope bear it?”

Zhang Zhaoyang still smiled and said: "Uncle Yanming, it doesn't matter if you try. My sword master got this silk rope that day and has already tried it. I, Wanjianfeng, have never tried it except the Peak-protecting Divine Sword. No other sword can leave a mark on it." trace."

After hearing this, the layman Yanming picked up the dagger and slashed it at the snow-white silk rope lying on the ground. Sure enough, when he raised his hand, there was no trace left on the silk rope. The layman Yanming couldn't help but shook his head and said : "Sword Master Wan is really good at scheming. He can't bear to let the child trap the wolf, so he is willing to use this precious child. He is so scheming, so scheming."

Zhang Zhao Yang still didn't answer. He picked up the silk rope from the ground and tied one end to the jujube tree where the layman Yanming had cut the sword mark just now. The other end was tied to his own waist. Then he said to the layman Yanming: "Yanming Uncle Ming, this snow silk has another advantage, that is, it uses internal force to vibrate, and it will transmit the vibration to the other end. Even if the silk rope is tied to the tree, the other party can still feel it. Please Yan Ming. Uncle Master is waiting here. After the junior enters the forest, please send a message after a while. The junior also replies, saying that the junior is safe. When the junior arrives at the other end of the forest, he will send four messages to the senior in a row. If at that time, If you still want to go in, please follow the guidance of the silk rope and go in, okay?"

Layman Yanming said with a smile: "Okay, then I'll bother my nephew, we'll wait until it's ready."

Then, Zhang Zhaoyang took out Wan Jianfeng's leather from his pocket, handed it to layman Yanming, and said, "Uncle Yanming, if anything happens to me when I enter the forest, please return this leather to my sword master."

Layman Yanming was stunned, frowned and said, "Can your sword master safely hand over such a precious thing to me?"

Zhang Zhaoyang smiled and said: "Since my uncle has formed an alliance with my sword master, he is naturally not an outsider and can be trusted."

Layman Yanming reached out to catch it and said, "My dear nephew, feel free to come in. When we meet in a secret place, I will return it to you immediately."

Zhang Zhaoyang thanked him and said, "Thank you, Uncle Master. I'll come in right away."

After saying that, Zhang Zhaoyang drew out his long sword, raised his head and was about to enter the forest.

Suddenly, layman Yanming stopped him and asked, "How long is your silk rope? I remember that it takes a long time to walk into the forest, about four or five miles."

Zhang Zhaoyang smiled, patted a few other bags and said, "Disciple, we have some prepared here. If it's still not enough, then I'll just turn around and come back."

Layman Yanming looked at the bag on his waist, shook his head with a wry smile, and said to himself: "This Wan Chengjiu is really a hero."

Zhang Zhaoyang bowed his hands and saluted everyone again.

Then he picked up his sword and carefully stepped into the sun-dappled jujube forest.

At first, layman Yanming and others could still see Zhang Zhaoyang's back outside, but when he walked deeper, he was no longer visible, leaving only the snow-white thin silk rope hanging motionless among the trees in the wild jujube forest.

After waiting for a cup of tea, there was no movement in the jujube forest, and there was no sound of birds chirping. Layman Yanming stepped forward and pulled the silk rope with his hand. It was still tight. He used his inner strength to send it out. After walking over for a while, I felt some trembling in my hands. It seemed that Zhang Zhaoyang was still moving forward safely, and layman Yanming's mental arithmetic was a little more stable.

Layman Yanming retreated again, and Lu Yueming and Tan Feng naturally looked at him eagerly. Waiting for Zhang Zhaoyang's news, Layman Yanming nodded with a smile and said nothing. In this strange place, Layman Yanming Feeling a little pressure, he couldn't help but expend his energy to resist, so he, who didn't talk much to begin with, was too lazy to say unnecessary words.

After waiting for another cup of tea, suddenly, Layman Yanming's heart jumped for no reason. It seemed, perhaps, that he heard screams in the forest, but his ears obviously did not hear any movement, and it was still deathly silent. Lin Zi, he looked back at the two people around him in surprise, only to find that Lu Yueming and Tan Feng also had surprised faces, and their eyes were rolling around. He thought to himself: "Not good." He immediately jumped forward and used his hands to The silk rope tied to the tree continued to work as before, but after a while, there was no response. Layman Yanming felt anxious and sent the message again, but there was still no response. Layman Yanming thought for a while and started with his hands. Pull back on the string to see if you can pull it out.

As expected, it can be pulled, and it is very light to hold.

Master Yanming pulled out the silk rope from the forest with a heavy face. Tan Feng hurried forward to help sort out the silk rope that had been pulled out. Lu Yueming drew out his long sword and stood upright next to Master Yanming, staring at the ordinary-looking thing. The entrance to the jujube forest.

A lot of the silk rope has been pulled out, and a dead knot made by Zhang Zhaoyang has been seen. It is probably the second rope he has connected, but there is still nothing. Layman Yanming can't help but speed up. After a while, Tan Feng has a knot in his hand. The silk rope has already coiled out the boss's bundle, and the layman Yanming also heard the sound of "roping" in the wild jujube forest. As the speed of his hand changed, the sound kept coming. It should be the other side of the silk rope. Now that he was carrying something at one end, Master Yanming became more careful, slowed down, and pulled it out bit by bit.

It's close, it's close, everyone is on guard.

However, there was no monster following the end of the silk rope, and there was nothing on the silk rope, only a thread.

Layman Yanming frowned, picked up the thread, and examined it carefully. He saw that the bald thread was irregular, as if it had been pulled apart, rather than being cut neatly with a sharp sword. Layman Yanming again Put the end of the thread to your nose and smell it carefully. There is still a faint smell of blood. If you look carefully, there is still some blood stains on the silk rope. It seems that Zhang Zhaoyang is in trouble. He didn't even leave any relics. Layman Yanming sighed. Take a breath.

Over there, Tan Feng also took down the silk rope tied to the tree and handed the entire silk rope made of precious snow silk to layman Yanming. At this time, Lu Yueming, who was holding a sword in his hand, spoke. Asked layman Yanming: "Uncle Yanming, you have been here twice, have you noticed anything different from other places?"

Layman Yanming thought for a while and said in confusion: "I didn't find any difference. Did my nephew find anything?"

Lu Yueming looked at the deep wild jujube forest and said thoughtfully: "Uncle Yanming, I grew up in the mountains. Although I have never seen such a big wild jujube forest, I have never seen such a large wild jujube forest. I go there often, and after coming here for such a long time, I have always felt that this wild jujube forest is different from other woods. After thinking about it for a long time, I realized that this wild jujube forest is very strange, as if there is fog in it, and the sunlight cannot penetrate."

Layman Yanming chuckled and said: "Yes, my nephew is very attentive. The last time we entered, it was very foggy inside. We couldn't see very far at a glance. There wasn't much sunlight. Moreover, there were many animals and animals inside. Human bones.”

Lu Yueming nodded and said: "In any dangerous place, there will always be people who are curious and will rush in, and animals will also enter recklessly. Leaving corpses behind is not special. But, is there something special here that is not found elsewhere?"

Layman Yanming and Tan Feng asked curiously: "What's so special about it?"

Lu Yueming said: "Listen, are there any birds singing in this jujube forest?"

Layman Yanming and Tan Feng listened carefully. Sure enough, there were no birds chirping in the mysterious forest. Layman Yanming thought about it for a while and said, "My nephew is right. The last time I went into the forest, it seemed to be silent." , without any bird chirping.”

Lu Yueming said sternly: "This is the strange thing about this junior. Those birds are no better than animals. They have wings and can go anywhere in the world. Moreover, the woods are the homes of birds. This huge wild jujube forest does not have any Doesn’t Master Yanming find it strange that birds are chirping?”

After listening to Lu Yueming's words, Master Yanming's heart suddenly flickered and seemed to sink. The hairs all over his body stood up, and a cold sweat broke out on his back. Looking at the silk rope stained with blood in his hand, he felt a sudden burst of blood for no reason. Flustered, he looked at the wild jujube forest that was as silent as a sleeping monster. He didn't want to stay for a moment longer. He waved his hand and said, "My dear nephew, this is not the place to talk. Let's leave first and find a safe place to talk in detail." Not too late."

Lu Yueming and Tan Feng hurriedly said: "But it depends on Uncle Yanming's orders."

Layman Yanming didn't say much, put the silk rope woven from snow silk into his luggage, took Lu Yueming and Tan Feng and left quickly without looking back.

Thick fog flows in the quiet jujube forest, and nothing seems to have happened.

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