Luo Feiyu whipped his dazed buttocks with a fishing rod, then ran for more than ten miles and came to a narrow valley, where he heard a loud crashing sound.

In front of him was a waterfall, a rushing river hanging down from the steep cliff, creating a torrential wave.

Luo Feiyu had heard his master talk about the waterfall before, but now that he saw it with his own eyes, he couldn't help but sigh, "It seems that the master didn't lie to me." He tied his slump to a tree and approached the waterfall, only to see the waterfall.

The stream was extremely clear, reflecting the strange branches above. Luo Feiyu was in a trance for a moment, but later he didn't know if it was an illusion, but he saw something as white as moonlight flash across the lake.

Luo Feiyu quickly raised his head, but found nothing.

Suddenly, he felt a little nervous. He remembered the conversation he had just had with the old fisherman, and was so frightened that he quickly turned back.

However, just as he turned back and took a step, he felt a dense cracking sound coming from the mountain wall, making his scalp numb.

Luo Feiyu didn't dare to look back. After all, he had just seen the two ghost-like killers at Naihe Bridge. He was afraid that when he turned around, he would see an evil ghost holding a knife and dissecting a corpse.

At this time, the intensive cracking sound suddenly stopped, just like the heartbeat stopped suddenly, but there was no sound of footsteps coming towards him as Luo Feiyu expected.

"There won't be another ghost." Luo Feiyu shuddered, thinking about the ghost floating and swaying out of thin air.

However, the cracking sound sounded again, and it was much tighter than before. Luo Feiyu felt uncomfortable in his heart, but he was extremely curious, so he had to turn his head.

Fortunately, there was no perverted and terrifying scene as he thought, but the scene in front of him was even more unforgettable for him.

The flower vines clinging to the mountain wall actually cracked from the inside out. The marks on the flower vines became more and more obvious and grew longer. Without exception, some of them had already seeped outward.

With green juice.

"What the hell?" Luo Feiyu broke out in cold sweat, and he felt the sound of cracking coming overwhelmingly.

Suddenly, a "clang" sound came from the left side. Luo Feiyu hurriedly turned his head to look, only to see that a straight line had been cut out of a certain flower vine. The flower vine suddenly lost all traces of life, and

A bright silk thread poked out from the flower vine.

Immediately afterwards, flower vines continued to die quietly, and silk threads continued to emerge from the flower vines.

Luo Feiyu's heart felt cold for no reason, and he thought of an allusion.

During the Spring and Autumn Period, in order to assassinate King Liao of Wu, Zhuan Zhu placed a fish intestine sword in the belly of a fish and assassinated King Liao of Wu on the spot. However, Zhuan Zhu was also killed by King Liao of Wu's guards. This assassin's decisiveness was praised by later generations.

In ancient times, there was an assassin who hid his dagger in his belly.

Now there is a killer, hidden in the vines.

But in an instant, all the threads emerged from the flower vines. Although there was green juice remaining on them, they still could not hide the original cold glow.

Looking at the hundreds of threads, Luo Feiyu wanted to draw his sword, but found that several threads were already close to his back, cutting off the chance of drawing his sword. Luo Feiyu was shocked and hurriedly got out of his body.

A sword energy was struck.

Bird in prison.

The sword energy rolled wildly, forcing back the surrounding threads. Luo Feiyu hurriedly wanted to draw his sword, but heard a melodious sound of the piano.

After the sound of the piano sounded, those silk threads seemed to go crazy, dancing wildly, and soon approached Luo Feiyu.

"If you want to kill or chop, hurry up, don't play tricks on people here!" Luo Feiyu was a little confused, so he repeated his old trick and shook the threads away, but those threads pounced on him before he was about to draw the sword.

Come up.

Luo Feiyu finally became serious and noticed the melodious sound of the piano. He thought that the silk thread became different after the sound of the piano sounded. The sound of the piano may be the key to controlling the silk thread.

And there is a solemn and solemn meaning hidden in the sound of the piano.

Luo Feiyu felt something familiar and frowned: "Could it be that the sound of the piano in the morning bell and the sound of the string-manipulating piano are played by the same person?"

After a moment, the sound of the piano became more urgent, and the thread became a little more sinister with the sound of the piano. The speed suddenly increased and it danced wildly. However, it had no intention of killing Luo Feiyu, it seemed that it just wanted to trap him.

Looking at this airtight dragnet, Luo Feiyu's face was extremely ugly. After struggling back and forth for a few times, he still couldn't pull out the sword. He suddenly looked like he was dead, "You humiliate me like this, but you should kill me."

Me!" After saying that, he hit the silk screen with his head.

However, those silk threads seemed to have noticed it and cleverly avoided it. Luo Feiyu had no choice but to collapse on the ground in despair.

"There really isn't a normal person in Gusu." Luo Feiyu sighed.

As if aware of it, the sound of the piano suddenly stopped, leaving only the continuous sound of splashing water.

The waterfall is still hanging upside down, as if nothing has happened.

Luo Feiyu yawned and decided not to think about anything else. He just slept like this until he woke up naturally. After waking up, this thread of confidence should have dissipated.

So just sleep when you say sleep.

Mr. Guzhou, who was sitting on the high cliff, pursed his lips slightly. After looking at the Changqin on his lap for a long time, he also closed his eyes and rested his mind.

That's it, until the sun sets.

Luo Feiyu woke up, looked up at the red clouds on the horizon, and felt happy unconsciously, humming a tune happily.

"Visitors fly like autumn leaves, fluttering and returning without saying a word."

"Okay." A cold voice echoed in the mountain stream.

Hearing this, Luo Feiyu's eyes were sharp, "Brother, has he finally stopped pretending to be a ghost?"

At this time, the sound of the piano played, and the airtight silk thread quickly covered the red clouds, and surrounded Luo Feiyu. Luo Feiyu's heart trembled, and he stood up and cursed: "It's not over yet!

"

"Whether I finish it or not, it depends on your ability."

The sound of the piano became more urgent, and the threads danced wildly!

"you!"

In the mountain stream, birds startled.

On the mountain road in the distance, there were three people walking together.

Fei Caiyun stopped and looked at the flock of flying birds, and smiled slightly, "It seems that the young master has met him."

Xiao Xianyun on the side asked: "Is it Mr. Guzhou? Who is the 'him' you are talking about?"

Fei Caiyun smiled and said, "Of course it's the boy named Luo just now." After speaking, she looked at Xu Yao with interest.

Xiao Xianyun was still confused: "Luo Feiyu? What does your young master want to do with Luo Feiyu?"

Fei Caiyun and Xiao Xianyun looked at each other and showed a meaningful smile, "Although I really want to tell you, now is not the time." Before Xiao Xianyun could react, Fei Caiyun suddenly slapped her palm.

On her neck, Xiao Xianyun fainted immediately.

Fei Caiyun hugged Xiao Xianyun and looked at Xu Yao who was walking ahead, "Let's go back to Gu Zhou Fang."
Chapter completed!