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The rain was pouring down, and the vast drizzle was like the tears of the lover, and it was endless, and God seemed to owe it millions of taels of silver, and it was gloomy all day. Occasionally, a cold wind blew, and it was an unknown bird whose wings were wet from the drizzle, and flew up and down indiscriminately, and then crashed into a small tree that had just sprouted, stirring up a ripple of air.

"Silly bird, it's been raining all day, and it's going to fly out." The old man carried a farm tool and looked around the farmland, and when he saw the birds flying around, he couldn't help but feel amused and whispered in a low voice. Looking at the wet world, he knew that his plan was about to fall through again, although it had just been a while since the New Year, but the weather was a little cold.

The old man originally wanted to turn over the field as soon as possible, so that the spring rain could water it, so that the soil could better absorb the nutrients of the rainwater. It's just that he didn't expect that this god has been raining for half a month, and he can only stop there. Originally, today's weather had some signs of clearing, but who expected that God had just opened up for less than half an hour, and it became gloomy and annoying.

In front of the old man, there is a clear and blue river, the river zigzags up from south to north, the weather is like a silk rain swaying and falling to the long river, but there is a scenery like a long river of smoke and rain. It's just that in the midst of such a scene, the old man could not raise any interest at all, for he knew that if this rain fell like this again, it would not be a good thing for him.

Shaking off the rain on his coat, the old man held the hat on top of his head again, and he walked slowly to his home with his body on his back. On the muddy path, he left his messy footprints, which echoed the rain deep and shallow.

An old yellow dog in the drizzle rushed at him, and then the old yellow dog barked at him a few more times. The old man's gaze was slightly condensed, and his full face was a little dignified. Carrying the heavy farm tools, the old man couldn't help but speed up his steps, but at this time the rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the rain curtains were shrouded everywhere, and the rain and fog became thicker and thicker.

The yellow dog was as old as the old man, and the yellow hair on its body was mottled piece by piece, and it shook its head and led the old man to the dilapidated courtyard. The old yellow dog gasped for breath and seemed to be running too quickly, and the old man was carrying a heavy farm tool on his shoulder, and his steps seemed a little staggering, but he still caught up with the old yellow dog's pace.

Pushing open the courtyard door, a pungent smell of blood permeated, even in such a humid climate, the pungent blood was still strong. The blood soon spread, and the old man's feet as he walked into the courtyard could not help but tremble, he took his feet away, he hesitated, and finally he raised his feet and walked into the courtyard. The yellow dog barked at him a few more times, as if urging him.

Then he saw two teenagers lying unconscious in their courtyard covered in blood, and the rain had soaked their clothes. The old man trembled slightly, and when he saw these two young faces, his heart swelled with all kinds of feelings.

"You, whoever brings in your own house, don't know whether it's good or bad. When we bring in bad guys, we will all suffer, what is good about the two of them, even you can help them. I really can't figure it out, this God, it rains every day, endlessly, it's really annoying. The old man's rickety body stood slightly, and he whispered to the old yellow dog. The old yellow dog whined and wagged its tail, as if he disagreed with the old man's point of view.

"Okay, I'm afraid of you, I can't do this next time, there is no distinction between good and bad people. Alas, it's not good to stay at home on this rainy day, why did you run out, this troubled year, there are bandits and bandits everywhere, maybe these two people have met bandits. Seeing that they are still carrying weapons, they should be practicing their families, alas, what about martial arts, they are not injured. The old man muttered to himself as he carried the two unconscious, bloodied teenagers, into the room.

Don't look at the old man's thin figure and rickety back, but the old man's strength is very great, I saw him carry the two teenagers into the house one by one. Seeing this, the old yellow dog couldn't help but wagging his tail happily, and followed the old man into the house. As the two bloodied teenagers were carried into the house, the blood that remained on the ground began to be washed away by the growing rain.

"Ouch, it hurts me to death, you can't do it lightly." A hearty voice came, "You are a hero, not a dog who has been chased and killed like a lost family." Another voice as soft as a spring breeze couldn't help but retort. With a creak, the old door of the house was opened, and two teenagers slowly walked out of the room.

One was a young man in a blue shirt with a handsome face, and the young man was supporting a young man with a handsome face and angular face and a dark robe, and the two slowly walked out of the house and came to the small stone bench in the courtyard. The blue-shirted boy helped the black-clothed boy to sit on the stone bench, and he sat down opposite the black-clothed boy. As soon as they sat down, a yellow dog with mottled fur came in from outside the courtyard, and then rolled happily at the feet of the two teenagers.

The blue-shirted young man reached out and stroked the yellow dog's body, his eyes couldn't help but show a look of nostalgia for the past, his slender fingers gently brushed the mottled fur on the yellow dog's body, and his hands trembled slightly. The blue-shirted boy seemed to be lost in thought, and the yellow dog seemed to enjoy the boy's petting, which was meekly allowed to be stroked by the blue-shirted boy.

The young man in the dark clothes looked at the yellow dog who was enjoying himself and the young man in the blue shirt who was lost in thought, and he looked up and looked around because he was bored. At this time, the sky was covered with a thin layer of black clouds, wisps of light mist everywhere, and the ground was still a little damp, but the trees around were beginning to show a layer of pale green shoots, and the wind was blowing in the dampness but began to feel a little warm.

The yellow dog suddenly raised its head and looked at the door of the courtyard, and then it sprang up from the ground and ran towards the door of the courtyard. The yellow dog's actions woke up the brooding blue-shirted boy, his eyebrows furrowed, and his eyes flashed, and then his flickering light quickly disappeared. He glanced at the young man in Xuanyi, and the faces of the two were very calm, and they did not behave unusually.

The old man put the heavy farm tools on his shoulders under the corner of the courtyard, he looked at the two young men with a pair of cloudy eyes and said, "How are Ling Gongzi and Ye Gongzi feeling today, are you feeling better?" It's not the old man, I said you two, in this troubled autumn, it's not good to stay at home, and you have to run out, this is not looking for guilt. But fortunately, the two are young and strong, and the sword wounds are all skin injuries, and it will be good to rest for a few days. ”

"It's much better today, the old man really deserves to be reborn in Bian Que, and most of our brothers' injuries have healed." The blue-shirted young man got up from the stone bench and walked towards the old man, and then he answered as he skilfully lifted a bamboo basket from the old man's hand. The bamboo basket was full of palm-sized fish, and the fish was beating in the bamboo basket.

"Hehe, I was lucky today, I netted a few more fish, just enough to make up for the two of you." The old man squinted his cloudy and weather-beaten eyes and said kindly to the blue-shirted young man. "There are so many fish, we will definitely not be able to eat them all, so the juniors will help you." The blue-shirted boy carried the bamboo basket fish to a hut next to the house, and he said as he walked. The old man smiled with satisfaction, and followed the blue-shirted boy into the kitchen next to the house.

In the courtyard, only the young man in Xuanyi was stunned to look at the wisps of cooking smoke, and he couldn't help but look at the light and dancing cooking smoke, as if the cooking smoke had turned into a wonderful and dancing fluttering fairy. He couldn't help but feel sorry for himself, and looked at the wisp of cooking, completely ignoring the old yellow dog lying at his feet, and swept the wound on his ankle with his almost hairless tail.

"There are no good things in the mountains and wilderness, it's all up to the fish in the river, don't mind the two sons." The old man brought out a broken bowl of steaming fish, and said apologetically to the two teenagers. "Uncle is polite, you are still the life-saving benefactor of our brothers, how can any benefactor apologize to the boys." The young man in the dark robe grinned and said to the old man.

"I see that the two sons are not from ordinary families, we met because of fate, what kind of great favor are you talking about, you will have a share when you say this." The old man said with a smile. "Uncle, you are really too polite, if it weren't for you to save our brothers, I'm afraid we would have died in Huangquan a long time ago. By the way, uncle, why are you the only one left, your family? The other blue-shirted boy washed the dishes and walked out of the kitchen, then asked curiously.

"Alas, there was a dog who was killed in a mutiny a few years ago. The old man is used to being alone, don't you still have rhubarb to accompany the old man, this fish, you have to eat it while it's hot, and when it's cold, there will be a fishy smell, and the taste will change. Come, come, come, hurry up and eat. There was a sad look in the old man's eyes, and then he smiled with relief and beckoned to the two teenagers.

The bowl is very broken and old, but the fish in the bowl wafts out from time to time, and the smell of this fish makes people appetite. The two teenagers seemed to have never eaten such a good delicacy, and they gulped for a while, and even the old yellow dog, who could not be served, barked with pleasure from time to time. The old man's furrow-like wrinkles also stretched out in that moment, and he looked at the two teenagers with a kind look in his eyes.

"It's been a long time since I've been as quiet and quiet as these few days, there is no chasing and killing by the rivers and lakes, and there is no shackles of the world's great responsibilities. The young man in the dark robe completely ignored the image of the fish bones stuffed between his teeth with his fingernails, and he said with emotion. The blue-shirted young man beside him nodded slightly, seemingly agreeing with the other party's point of view.

In fact, everyone's position is different, and the nature of the things they see is also different, just like the old man, who lost his son in old age, he must be very sad to think about it. But time is a wonderful medicine, which can heal the grief in people's hearts, and it should be good for the old man to enjoy his old age in this quiet and simple mountain village. The young man in the dark clothes said leisurely.

"Everyone's mission is different, and so is everyone's path. You don't have to persuade me like this, in fact, I know very well in my heart that with just the two of us, we can't fight against the Sky Gate at all, let alone Linglong Valley. There must be someone in Linglong Valley who is eager to make this happen, and we are under a lot of pressure, but I will not give up, and I am sure she will not give up. The blue-shirted young man had a burning look in his eyes, and said in a very firm tone.

"One life and two brothers, I naturally support your side. The ancients had clouds and good things to grind, I know your current mood, I can't wait to fly to Linglong Valley, but we still have to get rid of those tails first. Along the way, the Firmament Gate has sent so many masters to hunt us down, it's time to teach them a painful lesson, let's defeat them first in Qianzhou, so that they can know that the Firmament Gate, one of the four great ancient martial arts sects, is not an unshakable god. ”