Black clouds hovered in the night sky, the sky was gloomy as if pressed to the ground, and the rain falling from the sky swept across the vast land in the cold and whistling wind. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

In the wilderness, there is no village in front of the village, there is no land in the back, there is only an ancient road extending from afar, and it extends lonely into the distance.

In the dark clouds in the night sky, there was a low thunder sound, and the rain between heaven and earth gradually became heavier.

The earth is solemn, except for the sound of wind and rain on the wilderness, it is pitch black, only on the edge of the ancient road, a little light is lit alone, revealing a little light.

This is a wilderness hut, the owner's surname is He, a middle-aged man in his early forties, who is from Xiaochi Town, a day's journey from here, in this deserted place, next to the ancient road, he has worked hard to build a simple house, providing a place for travelers to rest and drink tea, so as to earn a few hard-earned money.

At this moment, Boss He was sitting behind the counter in his shop, listening intently to the sound of wind and rain outside the house, his brows furrowed slightly, and he sighed softly.

His hut is located between the town of Koike and a large mountain in the west, Kongsang Mountain, and the ancient road outside the door has been a way of business travel since ancient times, and it is also the only way to the big city of the east, Changhe City in the East China Sea, so travelers pass by from time to time.

Now, on this stormy night, there are still a few customers in this small wilderness shop, sitting silently in the dark and dim hut, hiding from the bleak wind and rain outside.

"Crackle!"

The heart of the oil lamp in front of Boss He made a slight popping sound, waking up the honest middle-aged man from his drowsiness. The sound of wind and rain outside the house was tight for a while, and the "whining" seemed to be choking, and it seemed that this night, the guests here could not leave.

With that in mind, he looked up at the customers in his shop. There were only five tables in the humble hut, and at this moment there were three tables with guests sitting next to them, and in the far corner sat a single man, in a dark place where the light could hardly be illuminated, and the man sat alone, even his face was blurred.

And the two tables that are closer, there is an old man with extraordinary bearing and a young girl sitting on the edge of one table, and there is a bamboo pole leaning on the table in the old man's hand, and there is a strip of cloth on it, which reads the words "fairy guide the way", which seems to be a scholar of the rivers and lakes.

As for the last table, it was the most crowded business trip, with four people in total, and the corners behind them were piled up with goods, and at this moment it seemed that there was a young man in the middle who was cursing softly about this ghost weather.

"Alright, don't say it. Another old man who looked older among the four people drank him, turned his head, smiled at Boss He, and said slightly apologetically: "Boss He, today's wind and rain are so heavy that you have to stay up late with us." ”

Boss He smiled and shook his head, this business trip often comes and goes with this ancient road, and he has come to his small shop to rest many times, so he can be regarded as a regular customer, and said at the moment: "It's okay, it's common for me to stay up late, but today it has been dark clouds since the daytime, why do you still have to hurry, sir?"

The old man was stunned when he heard this, then glanced at the others in his companionship, and said with a wry smile: "Actually, how come we don't know that the weather is bad today, but it is really difficult to go out." ”

Boss He let out an "ah".

The old man picked up the teacup in front of him, drank all the tea in the cup, and then couldn't help but sigh in his mouth: "Boss He, this world is difficult now!"

Boss He was taken aback and said, "What's wrong?"

The old man smiled bitterly and said, "From ten years ago, the Demon Sect, which had disappeared for a long time, suddenly reappeared, and I heard that there was still a big battle with those immortals of the righteous path in Qingyun Mountain. Since then, in the past ten years, the Demon Cult has not been wiped out by the righteous path, but has flourished day by day, and it has been heard everywhere that they are fighting with the righteous path. ”

Boss He was silent, the old man sighed, and said: "They fight them, we ordinary people can't control it, but under this fight, the world is in chaos, now thieves are rampant, robbers are countless, we are out to eat, every day is scared, for fear that we will meet a strong man, so I hurried away, but was blocked by the wind and rain here, trouble Boss He." ”

Boss He shook his head and said, "It doesn't matter, you don't have to take it to heart..."

As he was talking, a voice suddenly came from a corner in the distance, and said lightly: "In this way, this gentleman thinks that if there is chaos and thieves are rampant today, it is all for the Demon Sect in your mouth?"

The old man was stunned for a moment, and before he could speak, he looked at the table of the scholar and the young girl, and his eyes were also looking at them, the girl had bright eyes, a beautiful face, and shallow dimples at the corners of her mouth, which looked lovable.

At this moment, she suddenly opened her mouth and smiled at the old man of the merchant traveler: "This old man!"

The old man looked at her and said, "What is the matter, girl?"

The young girl said softly: "Old man, your face is thin and wrinkled, but your face is not broken, and although the Lord's life has many twists and turns, it is still safe. It's just that there is a small scar on the sixth part of your heavenly court, which is horizontal in the middle of your face, blocking the lifeline and wealth line, and when you are old, there may be a great calamity. Now depending on your age, it is better to talk less and cause less trouble. ”

All the merchants changed color together, and the old man stood up and stared at the old man and the young man closely, but neither of them reacted, and they were calm. After a while, the old man's face was cloudy, he glanced around, finally sat back, and bowed his hand to the girl, "Thank you for your advice." ”

He sat back this time, and the small shop immediately fell silent, and the somewhat mysterious man who had just been in the corner seemed to be quiet at the moment, and did not speak again.

It's just that this long night is long, and it's really difficult, and after a long time, the people in the business travelers over there gradually began to chat, but to talk about it, they talked about the battle between the righteous and the demons in Qingyun Mountain ten years ago.

These traveling merchants are just ordinary people, so naturally they have never been to the scene to see it, but it is rumored that this thing was born for this purpose. Moreover, those masters of the righteous path have always been mysterious and unpredictable, and they are the best talking points in the mouths of ordinary people. As he spoke, the voices of several young people grew louder, and the others heard it and were attracted to it.

“... In short, at that time, the situation in Qingyunmen was already in danger, fortunately, Dao Xuan Lao Immortal Gong participated in the creation, and with a light touch of his finger, thunder and lightning suddenly fell from the sky, and I heard that the loud noise could be heard within a radius of a hundred miles, so the people of the Demon Sect were repelled!"

"Fart!" Suddenly, there was a soft shout, but it was from the old man with extraordinary bearing who was sitting at the same table as the girl, everyone was taken aback, looked at him, and only heard the old man say: "If Dao Xuan is really so powerful, how can Qingyun Mountain fight, so many people will die in Qingyun Gate, even the first seat of the seven veins will die, and the other elder disciples will be killed and injured countless times, you are the demon sect Those demons eat rice?"

Everyone was dumbfounded, the girl next to him frowned, and said in a low voice: "Grandpa, I just told people not to talk much, why do you talk so much?"

The old man smiled, and his face, which was originally quite a crane bone fairy style, suddenly became a little proud, and said in a low voice: "Xiaohuan, don't scare me, I have already let you see my life, although I have been wandering all my life, but I am lucky to be old, the Lord is safe and old, and someone will send him to the end, hehe, it's okay, it's okay!"

The girl took a sip of tea, almost choked on his words, coughed twice, and glared at the old man angrily, but the old man was so proud that he didn't pay any attention to it.

This old and young man is the world-walking Jianghu Xiangshi Zhou Xian and his granddaughter Xiaohuan, now it has been ten years since the last Qingyun Mountain Zhengmo War, Xiaohuan has also grown up, beautiful and beautiful, but still follows Zhou Zhou Xian to the end of the world.

At this time, Zhou Zhou Xian seemed to be hooked, and regardless of the fact that it was the first time to meet others, he pulled the stool, and actually sat in the middle of those business travelers, and began to talk about the battle of Qingyun back then.

Zhou Zhou Xian's eloquence is excellent, and he walks the world, Ben also relies on the ability of a mouth, it is lively and lifelike, far better than the young people just now, and even Boss He couldn't help but come over after a while, everyone gathered around, listening to Zhou Zhou Xian's vertical and horizontal eyes, talking and laughing and looking back on the past...

"Ah!" Hearing the excitement, the young people let out exclamations at the same time, and one of them couldn't help but ask, "Uncle, were you also present at that time, and you know so carefully?"

Zhou Zhou Xian was stunned, then patted his shirt with his hand, shook his head and sighed: "I have never been willing to interfere in these things of fighting and killing, so let those Qingyunmen juniors do it!"

Everyone was taken aback, and they were in a solemn mood, but at this time, they heard a "poof" sound, but it was Xiaohuan who squirted out the sip of tea he had just drunk, coughing nonstop.

Zhou Zhou Xian glared at her, then turned his head and smiled, and then a young man next to him said: "Uncle, what happened to the disciple surnamed Zhang in Qingyunmen in the end, is it really the other way out of Qingyunmen?"

Zhou Zhou Xian frowned, was silent for a moment, and then shook his head and said: "This is not clear, there was chaos in the field that day, that Zhang Xiaofan was finally taken away by the people of the Demon Sect, and later, it was rumored in the rivers and lakes that he had joined the command of the Demon Lord Jiang Chen, and even helped the Demon Lord Jiang Chen destroy the Incense Valley, and now he may be a big devil who makes people smell and change!"

"Hey, big devil ......" Suddenly, the mysterious man sitting in the corner trembled, and a self-mocking smile appeared on his face, but he never spoke, only hiding his figure in the darkness.

The wind and rain outside the house swept the sky and the ground, as if it was a little more miserable........... (To be continued.) )