"A few guest officers, it's still a hotel. The little second brother wiped the white rag on his shoulder on the table, raised his head and asked.

"Stay. Yan Yun spit out two words with a cold face.

But the enthusiasm of the shopkeeper did not diminish at all, and he wanted to step forward to help them get the package, but Yan Yun held him down. "Where are the guest officers going?" the little second brother let go of his hand and asked with a smile.

Yan Yun didn't speak, but Yu Fan on the side replied with a smile: "Yinghua Mountain." "The sound is like a clear spring, giving people endless affinity.

The little second brother immediately changed his face, and seeing that Yu Fan was not a bad person, he kindly explained: "Then be careful." As he spoke, he refilled a pot of tea.

Yiyun was holding a sword in his hand, presumably there must be some story in it, so he took out two copper plates and put them in the little second-hand. "Little second brother, just say what you know. ”

There was a trace of white gas in the small black porcelain bowl in front of the table, and the shopkeeper smiled and skillfully put the copper plate into his pocket.

"You know there's an evil dragon on the mountain, right?" said the shopkeeper in a low voice and sat down in a gossipy tone.

Everyone nodded.

"Then you still go!" the shopkeeper was puzzled and said in surprise, "Legend has it that there is an evil dragon in the mountain, but it was locked in the temple by a warrior before. More than half a year ago, a strayed entrant accidentally released the evil dragon, so the hundred-year drought has reappeared. ”

The shopkeeper looked at the three people in front of him, who seemed to be extraordinary, and it was not impossible to get rid of the evil dragon and save the common people. However, most of the warriors who entered the mountain before were lost in the mountain and froze to death by heavy snow, and even when they reached the temple, they were bitten to death by evil dragons.

"You have to hurry up when you enter the mountain, and the mountain will be closed in a month of heavy snowfall. When the time comes, you can't get in and you can't get out. The shopkeeper took a sip of water and reminded.

"How did that warrior kill the dragon before?" asked Yoshiun, holding his sword.

The shopkeeper paused for a moment and quickly sorted out his thoughts, and continued in a mysterious tone: "Legend has it that the warrior had a dagger with a totem to kill the evil dragon, and after the warrior killed the evil dragon, he disappeared, and the whereabouts of the dagger are unknown. The little second brother sighed after speaking.

After telling the story, the tea on the table was already cold. The three of them were silent for a while, and finally Yan Yun spoke: "I'll leave for the mountain tomorrow." After he finished speaking, he glanced at Yu Fan again and added: Yu Fan stayed.

"Why?" asked Yu Fan.

"It's an order. Yan Yun had a cold face and an unquestionable tone.

Night falls. Darkness enveloped the whole world. The door of the inn is closed, and the red lantern above the door will blow and sway from side to side. "Whew!" The lights went out, and the world was left in darkness.

In the room, Yu Fan sat in front of the piano and plucked the strings, the colorful notes on it fluttered around the room, and the window crackled with the rhythm of the wind outside the door. The sound of the piano is like a coming snowfall, first a soft prelude, and the rhythm of the piano from low to high slowly stirs up like goose feathers and snow, burying all the feelings.

The speed of the fingers under the strings slowed down, and the sound of the piano stopped abruptly. Yu Fan sat in front of the piano and was silent in the dark for a long time.

The next morning, the weather was clear, and the sun shone on the black tiles of the inn with white flowers. Yu Fan stood in front of the door against the light. With a piano behind him, he resolutely walked towards Yinghua Mountain.

I must go and promise the emperor and the people of the dawn.

The rays of the sun gradually became milder, not as pale as in the morning, but with some warmth. The room where Yan Yun and Yiyun went to Yufan was long gone, the luggage in the house was gone, the quilts were neatly folded, and there was still a trace of residual warmth. Yan Yun frowned and looked at the sandalwood qin on the desk.

"Could it be" Yan Yun rushed out of the room and went downstairs, and asked the second child in the store in a hurry. "Where is the guy who came with us yesterday?"

At that time, the little second brother was sweeping the floor, and Yan Yun grabbed his collar suddenly, and the broom fell to the ground. "You, do you mean the man in white yesterday?" Xiao Er was dragged a little breathlessly.

The strength in Yan Yun's hand loosened a little. The wheat-colored face stared at him expressionlessly.

"Ahem, I saw him go out early this morning with a piano on his back. The shopkeeper coughed, his face flushed.

"Got out?!" Yan Yun let go of him, and asked in a low voice while suppressing the anger in his heart.

"Xiang Yinghua Mountain," the little second brother said intermittently. It's not that he can't breathe, but he was frightened by Yan Yun's calm face.

Yan Yun rushed out of the inn and rode on his horse and ran towards Yinghua Mountain, is this guy looking for death? Yiyun looked at his uncalm back and luck flew up to catch up with him. The golden inner force rides the wind. Yiyun quickly chased after him, grabbed the reins of the horse with one hand, and the black horse roared, raised its front legs, and stood and stopped.

"What are you doing?" Yan Yun roared, all the anger launched towards Yiyun. What does it mean to fight against yourself one after another? Yan Yun was extremely angry, and the more he thought about it, the more extreme he became, and as soon as he kicked his legs off the horse, he hit Yiyun who was riding in mid-air.

Today, Yan Yun wore a blue fur cloak, and his black-haired robe floated behind him, swinging an iron fist and smashing at Yiyun. Yiyun leaned over to dodge a move to stop Yan Yun's next move, grabbed his hand and asked Yan Sù with an expression: "What is your mission here?"

Yan Yun was silent, and only after a while did he speak: "Kill the evil dragon, and you will live." ”

"Then you ride a horse and rashly go up the snowy mountain, how can you be worthy of the people in the world!" Yiyun's voice was loud, and the words were loud.

Yan Yun's grabbed hand softened, yes, he still has a heavy mission on him. "But" Yan Yun was very good at this time

Worried about Yu Fan.

Yiyun knew that Yan Yun was worried in his heart, so he held his hand and comforted him: "Don't worry, let's hurry up and prepare to go up the mountain, Yufan will be fine for the time being." ”

Yan Yun nodded heavily, his eyes were full of admiration for Yiyun at this time.

Soon they had enough food, grass and heating supplies, and they didn't know where to get two snow wolves to pull sleds for them, and they set off towards Yinghua Mountain that afternoon.

The mountain is cold and windy, and the mountain road has been frozen into ice, making it difficult to walk an inch! The entire snow-capped mountain seems to be plated with a layer of silver, and it is only less than half the way to reach Yinghua Mountain at this time. Yan Yun

The gray sky began to fall light snow, and the white snow fell like a pure snow fairy on Yan Yun's blue fur cloak, which was particularly beautiful. The snow-capped mountains were white, and Yan Yun's sharp eyes were like eagles patrolling around, but he never found that glimmer of hope.

Yiyun stood on the sleigh and held in his hand a map of the ruins of the Yinghua Mountain Temple that he bought at the inn.

"I don't know if it's real. Yiyun rubbed the ball of paper up and down, and in the blink of an eye, it became crumpled. This map is really a bunch of stores in the inn, and there are so many of them that people don't believe it. Maybe it's because tourists think it's fun, so there are a lot of people who buy it. (To be continued......)