Chapter 372

If Han Fei wants to live and fight against heaven, he must find the Xuanwu essence blood and the Xuanwu debris.

In today's world, a hundred year old thing is rare. Where can we find the Xuanwu essence blood?

Yaocheng, also known as Guicheng, was founded in the xuanwang period of the Western Zhou Dynasty and expanded in Hongwu of the Ming Dynasty. It has a history of more than 27 years. The ancients built cities and houses. They liked to place turtles under the four corner foundation and look for basaltic debris. This is an ideal place.

Overlooking the ancient city of Yaocheng, the plane square city wall is like a turtle, with six gates, one in the north and one in the South and two in the East and West.

The South Gate of the city is the turtle head, and two wells outside the gate symbolize the turtle's eyes. The north gate is Turtle tail, which is the lowest place in the city. All water in the city flows out through it.

There are four urn cities in the East and west of the city. In contrast, the gate of the urn city of the upper west gate, the lower west gate and the upper east gate all open to the south in the shape of a turtle's claw. Only the outer gate of the urn city of the Lower East Gate Opens straight to the East. It is said that when the city was built, I was afraid that the tortoise would climb away, straighten its left leg and tie it to the foot platform 20 miles away from the city.

Han Fei and others walked out of the airport. The whole earth has been shrouded in darkness.

Overlooking the towering ancient city wall of Yaocheng, I trudged and groped hard like an old man. Han Fei's breathing was a little short, his chest burst like pain, and his heart jumped like a baby eager to leave his mother.

The first time I took a plane, I felt a little uncomfortable. Looking at the bus waiting at the airport exit, Han Fei hesitated, then asked Mu Zixing for leave, waved goodbye to the people, and walked alone to the ancient city wall of Yaocheng.

The temperature in Northwest China is much lower than that in Hangzhou. Han Fei wrapped his feather sweater tightly, identified the direction and walked to the ancient city.

I didn't sleep last night. After drinking a lot of wine, he accompanied bailiyan to drink tea until dawn.

"When you come back!" Han Fei's ear was still ringing with a hundred Li Yan's sonorous and firm words, not a prayer or a plea, but more like a command.

Seeing Baili Yanran send Han Fei to the airport, Erya almost threw out her little flying knife. Erya was angry and ignored Han Fei all the way. Otherwise, Han Fei can't walk alone.

The Wulin meeting is held in Yaocheng hotel. The venue of the competition is a pedestrian street to the south of Yaocheng hotel. You can see the majestic Wuhuang temple.

The ancient city building of Wuhuang temple is a national protected cultural relic. It's definitely not good to compete and fight. For the Wulin conference, a domineering square platform was built in the middle of the original challenge arena site. Four auxiliary challenge platforms have been built around the main challenge arena, so that five competitions can be conducted at the same time, which can shorten the date of the Wulin conference.

But even so, the Wulin conference still needs to last until the end of January. The management committee and county government where Yaocheng is located attach great importance to this conference. This investment is so huge to strive to permanently locate the venue of the Wulin conference in Yaocheng.

Han Fei walked and stopped. When he entered the Nancheng building, it was completely dark. Looking at the dimly lit kiln City and the dilapidated buildings, Han Fei had a feeling of going through the ancient times.

There is no car in Yaocheng. If you want to save your feet, you can take a two wheeled rickshaw. Middle-aged and elderly men dressed like rickshaw drivers in the Republic of China pull tourists through the streets and create a dreamlike picture.

Walking down the nanchengmen, it was not a spacious South Street. Han Fei visited Erlang temple and went to the Confucian temple. He was a little hungry. I was patted on the shoulder when I was going to find a place to eat.

Han Fei turned his head and saw a strange middle-aged face. After looking at it from top to bottom. Han Fei's expression was slightly moved. A man who looks very ordinary has the level of ancient martial heaven.

"You are Han Fei!" The man looked at Han Fei with flashing eyes and asked.

"I don't know you!" Han Fei searched his memory. Whether it was yinghunshan or Hangzhou, he had never seen this man. To be on the safe side, Han Fei didn't nod or shake his head and looked at the visitor in surprise.

"Yes, you are Han Fei!" The man didn't seem to care much about Han Fei's rhetorical question. Take out your mobile phone. You should be excited after looking at the photos and looking at them“ I finally found you, otherwise I won't be able to sleep tonight. "

Han Fei was speechless. He just got off the plane. Why did someone look for him. Are you really so famous?

"Come with me!" The man stretched out his hand and pulled Han Fei's arm. Han Fei's grain silk stood still.

Han Fei is a little angry. Even if someone wants to see himself, it shouldn't be this way. Even if someone wants to see themselves, they should say why.

"Explain the reason!" Han Fei made a slight effort to get rid of the man's big hand.

"Eh!" The tiger's mouth loosened, Han Fei's arm broke free, and the middle-aged man was stunned“ I'll try again! "

The middle-aged man took an arrow step and stubbornly stretched out his right hand to grasp Han Fei's arm. He was fast and powerful and clumsy, but his big hand was very dexterous.

Han Fei smiled, crossed his legs and rotated like a top. There were many tourists around. Han Fei stood still and waved to the man not to be reckless.

When a scholar meets a soldier, he has no reason to say. At the moment, Han Fei feels deeply.

"You are a soldier!" Han Fei was excited and looked at the man's inch. There was some excitement in her heart. Did she want to see herself?

Zhang Yuqi must have known the Wulin meeting, and she must have guessed that she would come. Around Lin Lin, there are many bodyguards like middle-aged men. Did Zhang Yuqi come to Yaocheng with bodyguards to cheer for herself?

Thinking of this, Han Fei couldn't wait, but he still kept a calm expression on his face.

"How do you know the fighting skills of the army? Your footwork just now is obviously an ordinary footwork practiced by military soldiers. How can you avoid my claw! "

"One move, whether subtle or ordinary. When fighting the enemy, there is no difference. You can't catch me because your cultivation is lower than me! "

"Are you Gu Wu Tianjie Da Yuanman?" The middle-aged man simply pulled his hair and was unwilling, "how about a punch?"

Han Fei smiled bitterly, and his evaluation of the man was a little higher.

"Have a chance later!" Han Fei shook his head. "First, who wants to see me!"

"Oh! It's over! " The middle-aged man suddenly realized, stamped his foot and asked loudly, "what time is it?"

Han Fei was startled by the middle-aged man, took out his mobile phone, looked at it, and said in surprise, "8:30. What's the matter? "

"No! Go! " The middle-aged man stretched out his hand to pull Han Fei's arm, reached half and took it back, turned and ran away.

Han Fei hesitated a little and followed quickly. One by one, they ran strangely and walked through the alley. Han Fei didn't care where they were going.

Fortunately, the kiln City is not big. Ten minutes later. The middle-aged man rushed into a dilapidated iron door with black paint. Han Fei looked up and read the words "criminal camp" on it.

Han Fei frowned and followed in. In a rectangular courtyard, three huge incense burners are facing the iron gate. More than ten meters ahead, there are shabby steps.

A few minutes late. I can't see middle-aged men anymore. On the steps, there are five towering Tang style buildings, carved beams and painted buildings. You can still feel that extraordinary under the shadow of the night.

The central door was open, and dim lights diffused out. Han Fei felt it a little and didn't find anything strange. When you raise your legs to go to the steps. I heard a scold.

"Stop!"

Han Fei's right foot was raised and hung in mid air. This scold made Han Fei forget everything. It's her! Sure enough, it's her!

"Yes!" The middle-aged man answered loudly. Han Feicai put down his right foot in a stirring mood, rushed to the steps, hid behind the door and couldn't wait to look into the house.

Five people stood in a row, and the middle-aged man stood on the far right. In front of the five people was a large table. Behind the table was a chair. A girl wearing a ghost warrior mask sat on the chair.

Han Fei glanced around the spacious room and saw a lot of torture tools. It seems that this prison camp used to be a place to interrogate prisoners.

"Pa!" The startled wood fell down again, and smoke and dust rose on the table. Han Fei was startled.

"Han Fei, you big turnip, kneel down to the palace!" Han Fei's eyes were dark and his heart was flustered. He secretly said that she should not see the location where I am hiding now!

"Poop!" The middle-aged man flopped down on his knees, and the other four people flashed to one side and stood symmetrically in pairs. I don't know when, they each took a board of the same length as an oar in their hands, with a bad smile on their faces, and their fierce eyes stared at the middle-aged man's ass.

"Say, what mistake have you made!" When the alarm rang again, the girl's voice was majestic and cold.

"I'm Han Fei. Never give up, can't stand loneliness, can't stand temptation. Careless, no, no! For a moment, I fell into the trap of Bai Li Yan and got married with her. And... "

Han Fei stood at the door, listening to the familiar jiaochen and questioning, cold sweat rolled down. At the moment, Han Fei's mood is agitated, enjoying the untrue prank, and his heart is filled with guilt and warmth.

The middle-aged man stammered. Every time he made a mistake, he would get several boards on his ass. The sound of whipping increased the terrible atmosphere of Xing camp.

In a quarter of an hour. The middle-aged man rubbed his ass and stood up. He said wrongfully, "Miss, I've found Han Fei. Why do you beat me!"

"Look for you big head! Han Fei's fancy radish has long been lost by the goblin and brought into the pan silk hole. You find him - "the voice suddenly stopped and the dark shadow at the door flashed. Han Fei touched his nose and walked into the prison camp!

"I plead guilty!" Han Fei's voice was calm and walked towards Zhang Yuqi.

Over the past two months, Han Fei has meditated on the scene of seeing each other again countless times. However, Han Fei never dreamed that they would meet in the criminal camp! At the moment, even if the steel knife is on his neck, it can't stop Han Fei's footsteps.

"Kill him!" Zhang Yuqi returned to her senses, pointed to Han Fei and issued a cold order, "fight until the rod breaks!"

"Hoo Hoo"

Five Chinese characters, heard the command, each carrying a staff, round to Han Fei. Han Fei smiled coldly and bitterly. He let the stick fall on him. He didn't dodge, but gritted his teeth and walked forward!