The light rain outside the window is sparse and dripping, and the grass, wood, stone and tiles on the ground are washed like water. A few little swallows murmured under the eaves, and their voices were clear and crisp. The wind blew the cool rain, hitting the cheeks and temples, and the smell of rain cement and grass in the nose was refreshing, but I was in a bad mood. Fang Yin stood in front of the window, looking at the gloomy sky, his expression was gloomy, and his brows were still furrowed: "Little Liuzi, you say, what should I do?"

For three days, it was like this.

I can't find it, I can't find it, and Xiao Liuzi can't help it, Xiao Liuzi leaned on the head of the bed and yawned a long time, and his lazy expression said it all. Two people, in three days, turned around Jiangzhou City, looking for an unknown and unknown mansion in the huge Jiangzhou City, and it was indeed difficult for these two people. I can't find it, I can't find it, it's useless to run around and break my leg, Boss Fang can't help it, what can Xiao Liuzi do? Yes, in Fang Yin's memory, it was a big mansion. However, there are thousands of big houses in this city, and there are thousands of small houses, and they have their own differences, and they look similar, which one is? Which one looks at it, which one looks at it, and if you look for it, it means that you don't look for it.

But there was no way to inquire.

It is also said that in that year, the Jiangzhou War in the third year of Longjing, and then the Northern Hu army slaughtered the city for three days, and the blood in Jiangzhou City flowed like a river, and the rest of the people were less than one. Most of the people in the city today have moved from the surrounding villages and towns, and very few people know about the old households in their hometowns. There are those who survived, like Boss Fang, how can they just know him? I don't know, I don't know, who can recognize the little children of the year who have become a seven-foot boy?

What's more, Boss Fang only has one clue, my surname is Fang.

There are also people with the surname Fang, more than a dozen, who asked one by one when they entered the door, and shook their heads in front of them.

"What should I do, Sixth Son, what should I do?" Boss Fang muttered to himself, his eyes were hollow, and he looked a little stunned. Of course, Xiao Liuzi wouldn't say that, Xiao Liuzi couldn't bear to stimulate him again, or hit him: "How do you say that? Well, God lives up to your heart! Don't worry, boss, sooner or later you will find it!"

"Oh my God, heh!" Fang Yin smiled bitterly, knowing that he was perfunctory, but he was speechless. No wonder Xiao Liuzi, Xiao Liuzi has worked hard to follow around for several days, and he has done his best. No wonder no one, Xu is fate, the sect Yin has a home and cannot go back, and his relatives are not allowed to see him! How can I say that sentence, the eldest who left home when he was young and left home, and the hometown accent has not changed, heh! Which boss is still not satisfied? Where is this boss going? What if he returns to Jiangzhou? If he knows earlier, it is better not to go back!

Ay!

The drizzle continued, and there were thousands of thoughts, so I had to sigh and be speechless.

It is in the hour of the hour, and it will be exhausted.

"Little Fangzi!

A person outside the door laughed loudly, and his voice was loud: "Haha! Look, who's coming?"

Someone came, Fang Yin was already standing in front of the window, and he had already seen it at this time. The man wore a hat and followed behind the big fat head, walking slowly in the rain, but he couldn't see his appearance clearly. I saw a blue and gray Taoist robe, bast shoes and white socks, just like Fang Yin was wearing at this time! Fang Yin was shocked, stunned, and happy: "You, who are?" The big fat head entered the room, and laughed: "Fang Yin Fang Daoist, this Taoist is here to find you, don't you know him?"

The man then entered the house, took off his hat, and smiled: "Senior Brother Fang doesn't know me, but I know Senior Brother Fang." ”

Immediately, the two looked at each other, and Daoist Fang was stunned!

There is a Taoist chief in front of him, in his forties, who is described as elegant and white, beardless, and has a hairpin on his head.

The Dao Chang glanced at it, and said with a smile: "Not bad, it's Senior Brother Fang!"

"You, who are you?" Daoist Fang didn't know him, Daoist Fang didn't know him at all, Daoist Fang was stunned and could only say one sentence: "Who are you?" The man smiled and said, "I am your senior brother, named Zhou Cunru." Fang Yin turned his mind, and suddenly suddenly said: "Yes! Yes, yes! You are the senior brother of Shangqing, old miscellaneous, Mu Zhangjiao said that Jiangzhou also has-" Zhou Daochang nodded, looked at it and smiled: "Fang Yin, Fang Cunzhen, but?"

Yes, Mu Zhangjiao said that there are people from Shangqing outside the mountain, and there are also people in Jiangzhou: "I am Fang Yin, Fang Cunzhen, it is me." Daoist Fang nodded generally, and he only felt strange while being happy: "Zhou, uh, Senior Brother Zhou, how did you know that Fang Yin was here and came to Jiangzhou?" Daoist Zhou smiled slightly: "Senior brother's trip to Jiangzhou, Senior Uncle Zhang's letter informed you last month, and Senior Brother already knew about it when you just came down the mountain." ”

Sure enough, senior brother, I see.

But he has a senior brother, and Daoist Fang is still very strange: "Senior Brother Zhou, you see that you are much older than me, how can it be me-" Daoist Zhou snorted and sighed with a smile: "The radish is not big, it is big in the generation, you are a teacher Lu Changlian, and my teacher is Chang Miao, but not a senior brother and a junior brother!"

It was originally a disciple of the Qing Dynasty, and the mountain gate was opened every ten years, and the teaching was passed down from generation to generation for thirty years, and Zhou Daochang entered the mountain gate twenty years earlier than the Taoist priest, and also took the number in the word "save", which is the thirty-seventh generation. Shangqing Mountain has Shangqing Christianity, there are Shangqing people in the world, this week Cunru Zhou Daochang is the Shangqing Taoist who lives in Jiangzhou, more than this place to check the world situation to deal with world affairs, in addition to major events, weekdays are also rarely back to the mountain.

Daoist Fang is a person, Daoist Zhou has also heard of it, Daoist Fang is a celebrity in Shangqing, and Daoist Zhou is a well-informed person. Zhou Daochang learned in the letter that Daoist Fang was coming, and at this time he also saw this young Taoist priest surnamed Fang, who had not entered the Puritanism when the mountain gate was opened last time, and had already gone down the mountain before leaving the school, and felt very cordial for a while: "Senior Brother Fang, don't sit busy, and listen to what Senior Brother says——"

The two went out, and the two talked.

It's about Fang Yin.

It's about the Celestial Thing.

It's about the things of the world.

It's also said that the matter of the True Dragon Sect.

Zhou Daochang is well-informed, and his eloquence is also quite good, most of the time he is saying that Fang Yin is listening, and the senior brother and junior brother are familiar at first sight, and they don't have the slightest feeling of being born. Speaking of Fang Yin, most of them talk about Shangqing, Shangqing, and the world. Speaking of martial arts, when it comes to rivers and lakes, there are many people and many things, and Fang Yin doesn't know it, and Fang Yin listens to it with relish. The two talked on their knees, until the rain stopped after noon, and the little six sons prepared wine and food, and a few people set up a small wooden table in the backyard, sat on the bench and talked while eating.

However, no matter what you say, you always have to talk about the True Dragon Sect.

The name of the True Dragon Sect, Fang Yin has heard more and more recently, and even the big fat head and the little sixth son also know that there is also a True Dragon Sect in this Jiangzhou City, Jiangzhou Hall. Jiangzhou Hall is one of the branches of the True Dragon Sect Hall, which was originally in Jiangzhou City. Earlier, Fang Lao Xiaoliuzi and the others didn't know that it was because the people of the True Dragon Sect were high-minded and low-key, and their world was beyond the reach of the little screaming flowers at the bottom of Jiangzhou.

However, in recent years, the True Dragon Sect has become more and more famous, and now it can be said that it is known all over the world and famous all over the world! Even today, the continuous spring rain of the first mist is quiet, and it is silent, but it has already soaked everything and washed the dust all over the night. It is also like the red sun in the sky when it is clear, it is originally there, and the brilliance is restrained and unassuming. However, a sharp edge appeared in the real body, only in the clouds and fog, but in the blink of an eye!

Regarding the True Dragon Sect, Fang Yin didn't care at this time. Long Zhen, Yan Sad Song, Li is not to blame. When Fang Yin heard this name again, he remembered the thin and sharp man in black back then, who was extremely ruthless. With his hands touching, the ink practice is wrapped around his waist, as if he is sleeping quietly. Fang Yin thought of Lao Xue, but Zhou Daochang said that he had not heard any news from Xue Wanli in the past few years. There is another person, Fang Yin has not heard of it, Zhou Daochang said that he is the first think tank of the True Dragon Sect and the palace master of the Heavenly Palace of the True Dragon Sect.

His name is Yu Zanghai.