While speaking, Li Yunze slowly bent down, his eyes looked straight at the entrance of the cave, and his pupils shrank into two thin slits, which turned into two terrifying greens against the gray-black rain and fog.

Accompanied by a flash of lightning that cut through the sky, his long gown slowly slid down from his back, revealing the orange-red hair that exploded like flames and four sharp claws covered with mud.

He stared at the hole of the black horn in front of him, his back arched slightly, his sharp and long mouth was cracked, and he made a long hissing sound.

However, just as he was about to get into the hole, a strong smell of wine suddenly floated behind him. He was filled with consciousness and quickly turned back. But before he could turn completely, there was a figure next to him. The man was holding a wine gourd in one hand and a long sword in the other, staring vigilantly at the dark hole in front of him.

"Who are you......"

He was stunned for a moment: He was very familiar with the fragrance, and seemed to have smelled it somewhere before. Yes, over the past year, he traveled through mountains and rivers, searching for traces of his enemies without stopping. Whenever he was extremely tired or about to fall asleep, he would smell the sweet smell of alcohol. At first, he felt strange, but later, he gradually adapted. Later, he completely forgot about this, and even did not notice that the fragrance disappeared after he came to Hexian Village.

So now, after seeing this man dressed in a righteous man with his own eyes, he was very surprised. He could not tell whether he was an enemy or a friend for a while, and he didn't know why he had been with him for so long.

The man did not look at the fiery red fox on the ground. He pulled out the wine and drank a sip of wine, but his eyes still locked the hole tightly, and did not dare to shift a minute or a little.

"Why follow me?" The fox finally couldn't help it.

The man slowly lowered his head, but he answered the question in his words, "The smell of blood inside and outside the cave is extremely heavy, and the fox has a sensitive sense of smell, so he shouldn't be able to smell it, right?"

"I'll ask why you want to follow me?"

"He won't leave a living place. Now he's so big and open-minded, he just wants to lure you in. Hu Zhun, don't you... understand?"

Hearing him say his name, the fox's tense body suddenly stood upright. Soon, he became the handsome young man again.

He no longer asked the man and looked at the deep cave and swallowed, "I naturally knew that this was his trick. I heard from Zou Min that although there were two women who committed suicide in this trench tomb, no one had died here for hundreds of years. Until ten years ago, Xiaotong's brother was poached here and died. The villagers saw the souls of the two women again, and no one dared to approach this place. From this I guessed that in order not to be disturbed, the old Taoist deliberately killed people, so he threatened the villagers so that he could devote himself to practicing in this trench tomb. The paper dog I cut was also stained with his smell, so he concluded that he must be hiding in this trench tomb. I knew that he was powerful and was definitely not his opponent by myself. But Xiaotong died because of my life, how could I ignore it?"

Hearing this, the man raised his sword without saying a word, and drew a few strokes at the black hole. The sword shadows flew. In an instant, the entrance of the cave was blocked by stones. Then, he grabbed Hu Zhun's arm and dragged him aside, and said softly, "Since you know that you treat him like a mantis chariot, don't lose your life in vain. If you want to avenge Xiaotong, if you want to avenge your Hu family, you can only go to Xin'an to find her. There is no other way."

Hu Zhun was shocked and his voice trembled a few times, "Is she who asked you to follow me?"

The man looked at him calmly, "You should thank her for letting me follow you, otherwise you would have crawled into the hole today and he should have made a fox fur vest."

Hu Zhun narrowed his eyes slightly, "Dare you ask the hero's name?"

The man turned around and walked towards the heavy rain, "This is not important. There are still a few days left here before Xin'an City. We'd better go now and don't stop for a moment."

Hu Zhun stopped and begged to the man, "Although Xiaotong can't be saved, his parents still don't know that he has died in the ancient tomb. I must go to the Zou family to inform them, otherwise, how can I feel at ease?"

The man stopped and hesitated for a moment. Finally, he looked back at him, "Okay, I'll go back with you, and let's leave together after telling the Zou couple about this."

***

As Hu Zhun expected, the Zou couple almost fainted after hearing the news of Xiaotong's death. After their emotions calmed down, Zou Min went to Liandi tomb no matter what, saying that he wanted to overturn it and smash it, even if he lost his life, he would do whatever he could.

Seeing him like this, Aunt Zou, who had just fallen to the ground, ran over and hugged his waist, shouting that if he dared to cross the door today, she would hit her head here and die. The whole family would die, and it would be considered clean and completely finished.

When Hu Zhun saw that the Zou couple collapsed completely due to Xiaotong's death, he felt very guilty and could only continue to persuade and comfort him. How could he take care of other things?

At this moment, he hated his cowardice. If he hadn't thought carefully and underestimated the old Taoist's evil spirit, Xiaotong would not have died. But even though he knew that he was unable to escape, he still did not dare to tell the truth. He was afraid that the couple would turn the finger on him, and even more afraid that Xiaotong would not forgive him. As a result, the blood debt on his body would be increased.

Thinking of this, his heart was desolate, and suddenly something Hu Zheng said to him came into his mind. He said: Little fox, you are smart and a teaching talent, but you are weak by nature. If you don’t temper it, it will not only be difficult to accomplish things in the future, but also be bad things. So if you let you replace Zhu'er, I really don’t know whether it is a blessing or a disaster.

He lowered his head and clenched his fists: Sir, you are not wrong. I am just a waste who can do things without losing anything, so I did wrong things again and again, hurting so many innocent lives.

Thinking of this, my heart was filled with sorrow, and my body and soul seemed to be separated into two parts, each with one end, and could not meet.

"Hu Zhun, it's time to leave."

The man's voice came from outside the courtyard gate. He had not entered the door, but squatted at the base of the wall, drinking the wine sip after sip. It was strange that his wine gourd was not big, but the wine inside seemed to be endless. The aroma of the wine was strong and came to his nose, which suddenly made Hu Zhun's mind feel a little more awake.

"It's time to leave," the man suddenly stood up, looking at the darker and darker sky, his tone became a little more solemn, "If you don't leave, you may not be able to leave."

Hearing this, Hu Zhun reluctantly raised his head and said word by word, "Heroic man, I have something to ask for."
Chapter completed!