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Meng Ke ordered a cup of tea from the tea shop, and drank it quietly by himself.Qingcha also has a very literary name "One Leaf Guzhou". To put it bluntly, it means tea with only one tea leaf.After a while, two people came in, one old and one young. The old one was about 60 years old, and the young one was about seven or eight years old. They looked around the tea shop for a week and walked up to him. The old man said, "Do you mind?" Let's sit here."Meng Ke smiled and said, "It's okay."

After the two sat down, they ordered two dishes, but before the dishes were served, the old man saw Meng Ke's calm demeanor and upright face, so he asked, "I don't know the young master's name?" Meng Ke took a sip of tea, put down the cup and said : "Just call me Mengke."

"But people from the City of Lost Dreams?"

Meng Ke nodded slightly.

"The people in the City of Lost Dreams haven't been out for a long time, I don't know where to go this time?".The old man looked at Meng Ke, waiting for his answer. The child next to him couldn't sit still for a long time, and he couldn't find the time to interject. The old man didn't wait for Meng Ke to speak, and immediately said: "I heard that the City of Lost Dreams is fun. Alright, big brother, can you take me there?"

Meng Ke reached out and touched his head, and said, "Okay, what's your name, I'll take you there."The child's eyes lit up when he heard it, and he couldn't wait to shout: "My name is Yin, and grandpa calls me Yinzi."

The old man looked at Yin and smiled lovingly, "He just loves to play, and I'm getting older, so I plan to let him go to Mingshizong, so that he can take good care of himself in the future."Yin immediately murmured when he heard this, "What, grandpa can still live to be a hundred years old!" The old man laughed after hearing this, and Meng Ke also laughed.

"You haven't said where you're going? Maybe we can go the same way?" The old man said to Meng Ke after laughing.

Meng Ke turned his head to look at the sky outside the window, and said slowly: "I'm going to Bujun Mountain".Before the old man could speak, Yin rolled his eyes, his face full of doubts, "Grandpa, where is Bujun Mountain? Why haven't I heard of it?"The old man didn't answer Yin's words, and his face was a little dignified, "It's not accessible to ordinary people, is there something important?".

Seeing that the teacup was empty, Meng Ke picked up the teapot and poured tea into the cup while saying, "Look for someone".Seeing that no one paid any attention to him, Yin pulled his grandfather's arm unhappily, "Grandpa".The old man noticed that Yin was in a little mood, and quickly coaxed him, "The Bujun Mountain that the elder brother said is the Buming Mountain." "Buming Mountain?" Meng Ke and Yin spoke at the same time, and after they finished speaking, they looked at each other in a tacit understanding.

The old man straightened his sitting posture, as if he was lecturing, "That was all ten years ago," he said, and glanced at Yin, "You weren't born at that time?" Yin obviously aroused interest, and hurried Ask: "What happened next?".The old man stroked his beard, "Later, the Jun family in Bujun Mountain somehow provoked the enemy's family. The fire did not go out for three days and nights, and everyone in the Jun family died in it. Only the young master of the Jun family was willing to escape. Come back and see After arriving at the tragic scene in Bujun Mountain, demons were rampant, and the illusion of thousands of opportunities was opened, and all the people involved in the matter were gathered in Bujun Mountain. Qingfeng, who was not stained with blood, slaughtered bloodthirstyly. After that, Bujun Mountain was surrounded by black mist all year round. , dead silent, everyone called it Buming Mountain, also called Living Dead Mountain".Yin was still immersed in the story, "What about the young master of the Jun family?".

"Jun Yuan has been guarding Bujun Mountain since he became a demon. None of the people who entered Bujun Mountain came out. It is said that they were all killed by Jun Yuan. The Qingfeng in his hand devoured souls and sucked blood. Everyone called him a bloodthirsty demon. Feng is also called "Soul Eater".

"Then why was the Jun family destroyed ten years ago?" Meng Ke asked after taking a sip of tea.

"No one knows this. Everyone in the Jun family died in the fire, and everyone who participated in the tragedy of the Jun family was also killed by Jun Yuan. This matter has become a mystery."

After hearing this, Meng Ke left some broken silver and got up, and disappeared in the same place in an instant, leaving the old man and Yin looking at each other, "Grandpa, is that big brother a fairy?" , you have to practice hard, one day you can become a fairy like your big brother, do you hear?".

"Yeah," Silver nodded emphatically. "Grandpa, can I still see my big brother?".

"We will meet again by chance."

When we arrived at Bujun Mountain, it was similar to what the old man described. The mountain was surrounded by black mist, lifeless, and the silence made people tremble.Meng Ke stood in front of Bujun Mountain for a while, and stepped into Bujun Mountain.There is no vegetation in Bujun Mountain, all are burnt trees and relative bones. The so-called black mist is formed by the evil energy and the wraiths trapped in Bujun Mountain, and the desolate mourning in the air can be vaguely heard.Meng Ke walked slowly on Bujun Mountain, and stopped in front of a particularly large tree. The trunk was quite big, and its waist was as thick as a house. Although only half of it was burned, I can still imagine how it covered the sky at the beginning Block out the sun.Meng Ke approached, gently stroked the scorched tree trunk, and suddenly there was a faint sound.

It turned out to be the spirit of this tree, "Who are you and what are you doing here?", the spirit has become almost transparent, as if it will dissipate in the next moment, the spirit of this tree, like a dying old man, has reached its final stage time.Meng Ke stretched out his hand to touch the essence, and his hand passed through the middle. "I, I'm Chengxi's friend, I want to visit him, do you remember Chengxi?".Hearing Jun Yuan's name, Jing Po seemed to be in a daze, and seemed to have an impression but couldn't remember who it was.

"Do you remember this?" Meng Ke said as he took out a golden ginkgo leaf from his bosom. After Jing Po saw the ginkgo leaf, he seemed to remember everything, and his spiritual body became thicker.Jing Po rolled up the ginkgo leaves and murmured to himself, "Yes, it's Xiao Yuan, I remembered." He seemed to be smiling, and then turned his head to look at Meng Ke, "Xiao Yuan is dead," the voice said. It's miserable.

Meng Ke looked at Jing Po and said, "Well, I know, I want to know what happened here ten years ago?".

"Ten years ago, ten years ago, those people suddenly broke into Bujun Mountain, asking Xiaoyuan's father to stop doing something, and then they fought, and then the fire broke out. It burned for three days and three nights, and I suffered too. Heavy injury, in order to protect my roots, I almost exhausted my spiritual power, when I could feel the outside world again, I saw Xiaoyuan who was indeed seriously injured, Qingfeng pierced into the heart, and kept vomiting blood, I... ", right Speaking of a sudden change in the air, the coercion became higher and higher, the depressed people couldn't breathe, the ginkgo essence became painful and twisted, Meng Ke sat down along the trunk, closed his eyes, and held his breath.After a while, the coercion dissipated, Meng Ke opened his eyes, stood up and straightened his clothes.He put his hand on the burnt tree trunk, passed some spiritual power into it, the ginkgo spirit calmed down, Meng Ke withdrew his hand, and asked, "What's going on?", the ginkgo spirit absorbed the spiritual power, and the spirit The body left the tree trunk, came to Meng Ke, and gave the ginkgo leaves to Meng Ke's hand, "It's a god and demon, he releases coercion every day, and many demon spirits who survived that year were swallowed by the coercion. Can't escape, there are more and more resentful spirits, more and more devilish energy, and last year's last spirit has also dissipated." He was talking about the ginkgo spirit gradually becoming transparent, and finally disappeared into the air.Meng Ke knelt on the ground, bowed three times, put away the ginkgo leaves and got up to leave.