The man in the cave responded with an angry roar that made a buzzing sound in Cheng Qian's ears. He suddenly felt a tightness in his chest and nausea, and almost vomited.

It was only through the echo that Cheng Qian could hardly make out what the other party had said.

She said succinctly, "Get lost!"

It was a very old female voice, rough and hoarse, even mixed with a bit of sinister malice, which perfectly fit the image of the old witch who eats people and digs out their hearts in rural legends.

Cheng Qian rubbed his ears, not understanding which of the two words "Fuyao Sect" or "master" angered her more.

Didn't the eldest brother say that he was ordered to come and pay New Year's greetings to this Zi Peng Zhenren? Could it be that he just bowed from a distance of three miles?

Cheng Qian turned his head in confusion to look at Yan Zhengming.

To be honest, Cheng Qian and Li Yun, these two little guys, one thinks highly of themselves, and the other is full of evil intentions, and both of them are unwilling to admit that there is nothing great about the eldest brother.

However, without looking at the long-term perspective of one's entire life, just looking at the current crisis, Cheng Qian and the others would have to agree - if a fight breaks out, the eldest brother is the only one who can be barely counted on.

He is the oldest, the tallest, has studied swordsmanship for the longest time, and has a sense of Qi.

Unfortunately, the sword of the strongest among them was knocked away by the old monster with just a chicken feather before it could even be unsheathed.

Yan Zhengming's face turned pale, and cold sweat was already running down his cheeks. But whether for the sake of face or for some other reason, he did not retreat a single step, and even forced out a somewhat arrogant smile.

...But even though he was very brave, Cheng Qian still hoped that he would stop laughing. When the eldest brother laughed, people would want to hit him with the soles of their shoes. It would be bad if they really angered the big monster.

"The master is not convenient to see guests, and we juniors should not come to disturb him. But last night, an ignorant junior fellow of our sect mistakenly entered the cave and has been missing for the whole night." Yan Zhengming paused, struggling to bear the huge pressure in front of the old demon's cave, trying to make himself sound more reasonable. "I heard from my master that since my sect was founded, the seniors in the cave have been living next to my sect, and we have been living in peace for all these years. The master is a magnanimous person, and he must not want to hurt the harmony between the two sides because of a child, right?"

Although these words were not very fluent, they still made Cheng Qian amazed.

On the one hand, he didn't expect that the eldest senior brother who couldn't even sit still would have the courage to take on the big monster. On the other hand, he found out that it wasn't that the rich young master couldn't speak, but usually behaved like a living stick. That was completely intentional because he was spoiled.

This long and well-reasoned speech moved Cheng Qian, but failed to move the old hen in the cave. After listening to it, Master Zipeng still replied with a single word: "Get lost!"

Yan Zhengming was humiliated twice in a row and almost got angry out of shame, but he still restrained himself at the last moment - although his face looked ugly, he did not lose his temper on the spot.

Young Master Yan is just willful and does not like to commit suicide. When a man reaches the age of fifteen or sixteen, as long as there is still a bit of brain power, he can tell who he can afford to offend and who he cannot afford to offend.

It would be no more difficult for Master Zipeng to crush the three of them than to step on a few ants. Yan Zhengming gritted his teeth, feeling confused and anxious. He had indeed dealt with this old hen several times on behalf of his master before. Although the other party had a bad temper, she would not lower herself and treat him like a mortal boy who had just got started.

In the past, although Master Zipeng had a cold attitude, he had never been so harsh to him.

Yan Zhengming suddenly had an idea and came to a conclusion: something big must have happened in the cave.

At this time, Li Yun behind him couldn't help but whispered: "Brother, she won't let us in, I...I think, why don't we go back to find Master?"

Yan Zhengming didn't dare to act rashly towards Master Zi Peng, but he was not so polite to this trouble-making junior brother.

Immediately, Master Yan said without even turning his head, "It took us nearly an hour to get here. Now we have to go back the same way and find Master. Are you asking him to identify the body?"

The towering mountain gate and the sinister Yin energy instantly melted the sweat on Li Yun's forehead. He shuddered violently. Li Yun stepped into the trap of cowardice again. When he thought that they were facing a big monster with real swords and guns - a big monster that did not welcome them, it was already not easy for Li Yun to be able to stand on his feet at this time.

But Han Yuan...

Li Yun's retreat drum beat against his conscience. He hesitated for a long time, and finally said painfully: "But we can't even get in the door, let alone face the monsters inside. I... I was thinking, since Fourth Junior Brother came in last night and is fine now, maybe we... don't have to rush for a moment, we..."

Standing in front of the cave entrance filled with fishy smell, Yan Zhengming was actually shivering secretly without making a sound. At the same time, he was secretly furious because of Master Zipeng's rudeness. So he was in a situation where he was shivering and furious at the same time, and he was very embarrassed to move forward or backward.

But as soon as Li Yun opened his mouth, he easily broke this balance.

After hearing Li Yun's fallacious argument to shirk responsibility, Yan Zhengming was so furious that his fear and trembling were overwhelmed. He was also a bully, so he immediately took out all the anger he had just received from Master Zi Peng and vented it on Li Yun.

"Li Yun, Li Yun," Yan Zhengming said with his signature teasing smile, "You are really something that people look up to."

Cheng Qian knew he had to make his position clear, so he immediately took two steps forward holding the wood given by his master, bent over to pick up the sword that his senior brother had dropped, walked to Yan Zhengming, and said to Li Yun, "Second Senior Brother, go back and find the master yourself."

Yan Zhengming received support, and the sneer on his face suddenly increased by two levels. He was really good at sneering in a sarcastic way. With a raised eyebrow and a slanted eye corner, he didn't even need to hum a sound. With this unique skill, others could sense his strong sarcasm from a distance of three meters.

"You are worse than a child." Yan Zhengming said to the pale Li Yun, then he turned to Cheng Qian, and in his excitement he forgot Cheng Qian's name, "Little... um, that is, Little Copper Coin, come with me."

This Master Zi Peng kept saying "get out" over and over again. Maybe she was just a coward. She might have been restricted in her movements, or was seriously injured and unable to move - otherwise there would be no need for the old hen to block the door and not let them in as if she were facing a great enemy.

In order to prevent Xiao Dibaotian from becoming the dumpling filling of some big monster, Yan Zhengming decided to give it a try.

Cheng Qian followed and said helplessly: "Brother, my name is Cheng Qian, not Tongqian."

The eldest brother snorted and laughed, probably indicating that there was no difference between "copper coins" and "Cheng Qian" to him. He reached out to take his sword, raised his chin slightly, and said to Cheng Qian: "Although the master is not here, his water-guiding talisman is in your hands. I don't believe we can't flood this broken mountain gate!"

Cheng Qian nearly fell to the ground when he heard this - no... didn't you just say that this was used to attract lightning? How come it's now used to attract water?

Could it be that our sect has a special talent for talismans, and can transform and combine gold, wood, water, fire and earth at will?

The next moment, Cheng Qian's eyes fell on the eldest brother's sword-holding hand, and he was "surprised" to find that his sword-holding hand was shaking constantly.

"Very good," Cheng Qian felt bitter in his heart, and he thought, "Big Brother was so scared that he didn't even forget to bluff."

The two young men knew exactly how much they were worth compared to their companions, so they pretended to be heroes but were actually sweating profusely.

Just then, the news started again.

Just when Yan Zhengming was panic-stricken and the veins on the back of his sword-holding hand were almost popping out of the skin, the stone door creaked and slowly opened inward.

I was actually fooled!

The old hen actually believed the eldest brother’s lies!

Cheng Qian, who was used to pretending, was fine, but Yan Zhengming had to work very hard to suppress the corners of his mouth that were about to curl up in smugness. He pretended to flick off the dust, wiped the cold sweat from his palms on himself gracefully, and said with a smile: "Thank you, senior."

Li Yun didn't know the truth, and was shocked by the "fearlessness" of his senior and junior brothers. Seeing them all abandon him and walk into the stone gate, he didn't know what to do for a moment. He was extremely scared, but he couldn't turn around and run. He was stiff for a moment, and finally he gritted his teeth and followed them.

On the other side of the stone gate was a cave. In the cave, there was no old witch from Black Mountain who ate people and dug out their hearts. There was only a giant bird lying in the corner.

It is certainly not an "old hen". Its feathers, as gorgeous as a golden phoenix, are drooping on the ground, looking dull and lifeless. The image of a woman is hanging above the head of the big bird. Although her voice is hoarse, she does not look old at all. Judging from her appearance, she may still be considered young.

Zi Peng's eyes fell on the wooden plaque in Cheng Qian's hand and asked, "Whose spell is that? Bring it to me."

Just as Yan Zhengming was about to continue talking nonsense, Master Zi Peng interrupted him sternly: "Shut up, little bastard, do you really think you can fool me with your cleverness? Give it to me!"

Before she finished her words, Cheng Qian felt a huge suction force coming towards him. Before he could react, he couldn't help but take a step towards the big bird. Yan Zhengming quickly stretched out his hand to stop him, and Cheng Qian's chest hit the eldest brother's elbow hard. The hand holding the wooden sign involuntarily loosened, the white silk fell to the ground, and the wooden sign was pulled over by Master Zipeng through the air.

As the saying goes, a lean camel is bigger than a horse. Yan Zhengming then realized that even if his guess was correct and Master Zipeng was indeed seriously injured and his movements were restricted, killing the three of them would still be a piece of cake.

Seeing the woman stretching out a hand to take the wooden sign out of thin air, a strong light suddenly burst out in the dark cave. None of the three teenagers could see what happened and they all closed their eyes involuntarily. They only heard a scream and when they opened their eyes again, the wooden sign had fallen steadily to the ground.

Master Zi Peng seemed to have suffered a blow. His figure became even weaker. He shrank back in fear, muttering, "It's not him... This, this is Bei, Bei Ming Jun!"