How can there be a brother in the rivers and lakes to have fun?

Although the sky has cleared up, the mountain road is still muddy.There is a thin smoky color in the distant mountains, and on Baimei Mountain, after a rain, a few leaves turn yellow.The halfway up the mountain was hidden in the clouds and mist, and the buildings on the top of the mountain and the trees on the mountain could not be seen clearly anyway.

In such misty mountain mist, the sound of hooves suddenly echoed on the mountain path.It doesn't sound like a horse's hooves are strong and powerful, nor does it sound like a cow's hooves are thick and steady.When the mountain wind blows away a layer of mist, I can finally see clearly—it is a donkey, leisurely carrying a man dressed as a scholar on its back.The man was dressed as a scholar, and the light blue straight shirt looked like the young leaves of this spring, with some warmth in the bookish atmosphere.A pair of brows and eyes are full of awe-inspiring righteousness, but the brows are gentle, hiding a gentleness.The man was sitting sideways on the back of the donkey, holding a book in his hand, but at this moment he was only holding it in his hand. The man was looking at the layers of white mist in the distant mountains, chanting two lines of doggerel——

"The years in the mountains come and go like fog, and the past in the world of mortals goes like smoke. If you ask a scholar where he comes and goes, there are five mountains and three mountains and one scattered fairy."

The doggerel drifted away with the mountain wind, so the mist in the mountains slightly wet his clothes.The mountain road gradually became steeper, but he still sat firmly sideways on the donkey's back.The mud gradually turned into a stone road, and the clouds and mist deepened a bit. When we reached a high place, the mountain wind suddenly became a little cold.And this cold, with a murderous look.

"Ha ha."

A fallen leaf fell to the ground, and with it, there was a woman in red.The delicate face was that of a beautiful young woman with just the right charm, but under the cinnabar bloodstains on the corners of her eyes, there were fine wrinkles covering her.The scholar looked at her, and there was a hint of pity in his eyes——

In this world, no one can escape birth, old age, sickness and death.

Longevity... is really a lonely thing.

The woman's figure was strange, and after she floated to the ground, she could see the scholar's face clearly.The momentary murderous intent and indifference turned his brows, leaving behind another charming smile:

"Scholar? The road ahead has been sealed off. This road is impassable. Go back on your donkey!"

The scholar took his book slowly, smiled righteously, and cupped his hands: "Madam is beautiful, why do you do such a powerful thing? Where did the scholar come from? There is still a little money in his pocket. If Madam lacks some Rouge and gouache, such an elegant thing, the scholar should naturally pay for it."

He said this like a naughty and coquettish young man like Xingheying.However, such words can always please the beauties, Lady Feizhen smiled:

"Oh, what a talking scholar."

It's a pity that what appeared with the coquettish smile was the cold killing intent in the eyes: "By the order of the leader, this road is blocked. Go back."

Can be called the leader, and there is a flying needle lady who can penetrate fallen leaves with a silver needle in a hundred steps - naturally only the water and the wind are clear.A stone gate can stop the crucian carp from crossing the river, but it can't stop the devil's light kung fu stunt.

So the scholar smiled and said, "Oh, it turned out to be the order of the Master Against Heaven's Destiny."

He also just said such a sentence, but he didn't have the slightest intention of retreating, it was just a simple retelling.

So Mrs. Feizhen also smiled, with sharp malice: "You are not afraid, of course you are not. You will never listen to the words of Shui Fengqing, the master of defying destiny, no matter what he says. At this moment, a little The order to close the road, the head of the dignified and righteous way, the head of Lingxu Sword Sect, asked the real person on the way home, how could you bother?"

A mountain mist drifted past, and after it dissipated, there were gentle eyes hidden in the brows, and the tenderness suddenly dissipated, leaving only the indifferent to the extreme peace.It was supposed to be on the way home on Changyun Peak thousands of miles away, but at this time, it actually appeared in Baimei Mountain.

"I won't kill you." Wen Huilu said slowly, "I don't need to worry about the matter between me and him."

When he opened his mouth with awe-inspiring killing intent, no one could refute anything, even Lady Feizhen.

No, it's not that no one can refute it.

As a gust of wind whizzed by, Lady Feizhen's eyes flickered, and a man in black clothes stood in front of him as if descending from the sky.Under the young and handsome appearance of a young man, there is a soul of the same age as Wenhuitu.Shui Fengqing's eyes are actually very big, the bright apricot-core eyes are worse than Xingheying's cat's eyes, but they have a stern temperament that cat's eyes don't have.When he saw the return journey, his cold expression didn't change at all, just a sarcastic remark:

"Jian Qianshan is your great apprentice? He was raised well, with the same temperament as you. There are indeed dead people in Baimei Villa now, but if you are worried about him coming, just go back. He can't die."

In his words, there was a bit of impatience-like meanness.

On the way home, he was still sitting sideways on the donkey. At this time, he stretched out his hand and squeezed the donkey's ears, and there was a playful smile on his face again, as if talking to the donkey: "Brother donkey, brother donkey, this road is blocked, you and I Why don't you go back?"

He pinched the donkey in pain, and couldn't shake him off, so the donkey shook its head and barked a few times.Asking about the way home, he let go of his hand and looked at Shui Fengqing.At that time, the gentleness that was swept away by the mountain fog and hidden in the eyes, now comes back in the mountain wind:

"What should I do? Donkey brother, he doesn't want to leave. This donkey has a stubborn temper. If he says he wants to leave, I can't keep him; if he says he won't leave, I can't pull him back."

Of course Shui Fengqing could tell that when he asked about the way home, he was comparing him to a donkey.However, he didn't accept the joke, instead he sneered: "What? Call me a donkey? I don't know who it was, but in order to preserve its false name, it chased and killed its fellow apprentice."

On the way home, I thought of Qianji Peak, so high and so cold.There is also the sharp sword inserted into the bluestone on Guixu Cliff, which penetrated so deep that no one has been able to pull it out since the day it was stabbed down.

"I know you are wronged." Asked on the way back, he said slowly, "However, the reappearance of the "Code of Longevity" is of great importance. Ah Qing, I will return those old things to you."

Shui Fengqing's face turned cold again: "Heh... Pay me back? How do you pay me back?" He stretched out his hand, pointing directly at the heart that asked the way home:

"You dig it out? I don't want it. You ruin your martial arts? Sorry, I don't want it either. You jump from here? Me, I still don't want it."

If you want to repay the debt, some people will not accept it.It's hard to get over the water, and the love goes without a trace.

So Wen was silent on the way home, while Shui Fengqing turned around, with the corners of his clothes swaying in the mountain wind: "It's hard to persuade a damned ghost, a person who is not compassionate and seeks death. The "Code of Longevity" is in this world? It doesn't matter, I don't care. The wind That boy Heming, I don't know where he came from, so be on your guard."

When he said this, his body moved and disappeared in the wind.The mountain wind and the mountain fog passed together, taking away that figure.So I can only ask about the way home, talking to myself——

"Do you think he's dead... Heming him, but that guy's son."

After finishing speaking, a bloody light suddenly flashed in his eyes as he asked about his way home.