Chapter 4: Xiaomiao Early Warning

The light dimmed, as if someone accidentally knocked over the ink bottle, and the sky curtain was dyed with a layer of black.

Looking up at the sky, the darkness indicates that the heavy rain is about to pour.

The horse team accelerated and ran forward, but in this almost deserted wilderness, they were looking for a place to go.

Jin Zhan glanced through the curtain of the car, shook his head slightly, and said, "There is nothing we can do if the heavens are not good."

He Yiming shook his head with a smile and said, "Maybe the weather was so good a few days ago, so God is jealous and there is a downpour to greet us."

After leaving the border town, they had been traveling for a day and night, passing by several small villages on the way, but they did not go in, but walked directly through.

The Battle of Jin insisted on riding in the same car with He Yiming, and the two of them were chatting and laughing in the car, especially when the topic was about martial arts, the Battle of Jin was blushed and was full of interest and was in a state of never stopping.

But what I didn’t expect was that it was still sunny this morning, but before noon arrived, it was already covered with dark clouds.

He reached out and lifted the curtain of the car. A cool breeze mixed with fresh earthy smell came to his face. He Yiming took a deep breath and said, "The weather in Dashen is so unpredictable, almost comparable to that in the mountains."

Jin Zhan Zhan smiled silently and said, "Brother He, we have not really entered the Dashen area here yet."

He Yiming turned around and smiled, "We have already arrived here and are far away from there."

A horse suddenly rushed forward, stopped outside their carriage, and the horse knight skillfully pulled out his horse's head, and immediately maintained the speed of walking with the carriage.

"Master Jin and Senior He, there is a tea pavilion in front of you that can accommodate 20 or 30 people. Master Zhang ordered his juniors to come and ask if he stays there."

Jin Zhanzhan pondered for a while and said, "It's better to have a rest, but it's up to Senior Brother Zhang to decide."

The knight immediately responded respectfully, rode his horse and rushed up instantly.

Jin Zhan Zhan glanced at the extremely luxurious wall of the carriage and smiled bitterly: "Brother He, this carriage is a special vehicle made in our Lingxiao Palace. No matter how heavy the rain is, it may not be able to penetrate it. However, it may not be certain now. Since that is the case, it is better to rest in front."

He Yiming followed his gaze and there was a hole the size of a fist on the wall of the car. Although he could barely cover it with a thin plate at this time, if it really rained heavily, then the fast thin plate would be better than nothing, ensuring that the entire carriage would be filled with water.

The muscles on his face twitched slightly, and He Yiming felt extremely amused.

This hole was kicked out by Jin Zhan himself with a small stone. Although it was very pleasant at that time, I regretted it at this time.

Seeing the smile on He Yiming's face, Jin Zhanzhan shrugged helplessly and said, "Brother He, if you insist on rushing, I don't object, and I guarantee that there will be no rain invasion in the carriage."

When he said this, he was like saying something irrelevant. But He Yiming knew how much ability it would take to realize this sentence.

With a smile, He Yiming said, "Brother Jin, since there is a tea pavilion in front of you, why bother to move forward in the rain? It's not too late for us to take a break before leaving." After that, he looked up at the sky with his head held high and said, "The summer rain comes quickly and goes faster. Maybe it won't take long before we can continue on the road."

The convoy's speed significantly accelerated a lot, and finally arrived at the tea pavilion ahead before the first drop of rain fell.

At this time, there were more than ten people in the tea pavilion. These people were masked with headscarves, burly figures, and even weapons around them. They were obviously some people who had achieved success in their cultivation and travel around the world.

When they saw such a team of more than a hundred people and accompanied by two giant luxury carriages, these people were a little nervous. Several of them even grabbed the weapons tightly. The two of them were the only ones who did not use a mask on their faces. Although their appearance was ordinary, their eyes were extremely sharp, and they flashed with the light and momentum that only practitioners could possess.

The first person who was riding a horse in the convoy flew lightly from the horse and came to the pavilion in an instant.

This person is Fei Tiandong, a cultivator of the Tenth Internal Power who represents Lingxiao Palace, who overwhelms the heroes on Tianchi Mountain. When he came here, his eyes turned around, he had already taken all the situation inside into his eyes.

This so-called tea pavilion is actually transformed from a small temple. Although the walls around are not damaged, they are very old.

The entire temple is not big. If the space occupied by the tables and chairs inside is included, it can only sit for twenty or thirty people at most.

After Fetiangan entered, his eyes condensed, and an extremely powerful aura suddenly burst out on his body.

Although his cultivation level is nothing in the eyes of He Yiming and others, he is also a powerful graduate with the tenth level of internal strength.

Once this momentum was emitted, the more than ten people ahead changed their faces one by one.

With a wave of his hand, a gold bar suddenly rotated like a wind wheel. When he arrived at the table of those people, he suddenly stopped and landed straight on the table.

With the loud jingle sound, the two leaders' faces became increasingly ugly.

This seems to be thrown casually, but the magic of force is beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

"Everyone, we have invited you to tea today, and please leave here." Feitiandong said coldly.

The more than ten people were obviously walking together. After hearing Fei Tiannong's words, although no one had insulted them, they all took out their weapons. Even though they did not draw their swords and sheaths, they were still eyeing them.

The atmosphere in the small temple suddenly became tense, and the old man who was responsible for boiling water and selling tea was even curled up in a corner of the wall and trembling.

Fei Tianlun snorted coldly, waved his hand, and walked in from hundreds of knights. The two of them looked exactly the same, and they were clearly a pair of twins.

The two of them walked side by side, and with each step they took, their momentum became stronger and stronger.

Two of the leaders of the more than ten people finally changed their color. They looked at each other and stood up together. One of them picked up the gold bars on the table, clasped their fists slightly, waved their hands and said, "Go."

With his words, more than ten people behind him stood up without a word and walked out of the door.

However, there were already some tiny raindrops outside the door. The leader hesitated for a moment and hid under the eaves with the people.

Fetiandong hesitated for a while, finally felt soft and did not expel them again.

When the curtain was lifted, some people naturally opened the oil-made umbrella. Although He Yiming and the other two didn't care about this little rain at all, since someone was serving him carefully, they were too lazy to work hard.

After entering the small temple, the three of them in the Jin Zhan picked the largest table and sat down, and there were absolutely no more than ten people who could follow him with the identity.

"Crack..."

A thunderous thunder sounded from the sky, and then a large drop of rain shot like a bullet, making the leaves rustle, just a moment. It seemed like a water curtain was hanging between the sky and the earth, white, everything became hazy, and all the scenery in the distance could not be seen.

Nearly a hundred skilled knights stood straight in the heavy rain outside the temple. There was nothing hidden on their bodies. Although there were a few huge rain cloths, they were the first to take care of the two luxurious cars.

Several special majestic horses were pulled under the eaves near the small temple, and they were also wearing special rain gear on the horses.

The knights from Lingxiao Palace did not drive away the more than ten people, which was considered to be merciless.

He Yiming sighed softly. Perhaps he didn't like this kind of behavior, but he had no intention of accusation.

This is due to the strength gap. He Yiming believes that if the two sides get along easily and their strength is reversed, these people will drive themselves and others out without hesitation, and there is no possibility of resting under the eaves.

"Boss, bring the water." Fei Tiannong stepped forward, took out a jar from his arms, and said, "Use this to make tea."

Obviously, in this environment, it is impossible to have any good tea, so Fetiankan uses its own tea.

The old man then trembled and took the jar from Fei Tiandong's hand with a smile. He carefully opened the jar, took out the tea leaves inside, put some a little, then picked up the large teapot on the stove and poured some water.

Perhaps because of excessive fright, he was slow and almost spilled out, causing Fetiandan to shake his head secretly.

The brewed tea was delivered to He Yiming and the other two. Although they were not thirsty, they still stretched out their hands and raised their tea cups at the same time.

However, He Yiming's movements paused for a moment, his ears trembled slowly, his face changed slightly, and he said, "Wait a minute."

Zhang Zhongwei and Jin Zhan were both stunned and looked at He Yiming with surprise.

Putting down the teacup, He Yiming looked at the water in the cup carefully, as if he was studying some treasure.

His actions immediately aroused the alertness of the two Jin Zhanzhan, and their faces also sank in an instant.

Fei Tiannong and other disciples who entered the small temple in Lingxiao Palace looked at the old man who made tea with a gloomy face, and the air was filled with a deep pressure.

The old man's legs and feet became weak, his butt hit the ground with a thump, his mouth trembled, and he couldn't even speak.

He Yiming waved his hand slightly and said, "It has nothing to do with this person, you have made a mistake."

Fei Tianguan and others were stunned and couldn't help but secretly complain in their hearts. As their status as the peak acquired cultivator, they would actually intimidate an ordinary old man. If it spreads out, what would be the face?

He Yiming raised his head, smiled suddenly, and said, "Friends standing outside, please come in and sit down."
Chapter completed!