moonlit night

"...That's how it is. Since the Battle of Xiaoxiang ten years ago, the world of comprehension, the world of humans, and the world of demons have once again been at war. Fortunately, our Emperor Yongning was wise and mighty, and tried his best to protect the empire. You and me, ordinary people Only then can I live a peaceful life, and you can still have time to listen to the little old man and I gossip about old stories in this teahouse, or else, hey, you won’t have to worry about your head being picked off by a passing demon all day long. "

In a teahouse in the Imperial City of the Imperial Capital, an old man with gray hair was holding a gavel, sitting behind the table and talking excitedly, while someone downstairs was bored with a full meal, and yelled at the old storyteller: "It is said that the world is chaotic!" , but I have lived in this imperial capital for so long, but I have never seen any monsters. Everyone here, have you seen them? Have you seen them? Old man, have you seen them? Tell me a few, what do those monsters look like? Don’t they all have three heads and nine legs? And the women of the demon clan, I heard that they all look like gods, if you can catch one , it must be fun to play!"

The more he spoke, the more unpleasant it became to the ears. Before he finished speaking, he himself started to laugh, and the people around him laughed too. The old storyteller ignored his foul words, and took his teacup to moisten his throat. Then he took his time. He opened his mouth and said: "I don't know what this monster girl is like, but if you talk about the demon clan, I can tell you about it."

"Don't dawdle, talk quickly, you are well said, the uncle will give you more money!"

"Don't be anxious, everyone. The little old man has never seen the demon race with his own eyes, otherwise how can he have the life to sit here and talk to you? It's just that in the past ten years, a major event has happened in the demon world. There was still an uproar, and then it reached the ears of the little old man."

Speaking of this, he deliberately lowered his voice, leaned forward, covered his mouth with his hand and said, "Everyone, have you ever heard of a demon god named Li Yuan in ancient times? According to legend, Li Yuan used to kill people in the Heavenly Palace. The lives of hundreds of immortals were broken by the magic knife named Fengshen under his hand. Because of too many murders, when Li Yuan died, the knife was also sealed. However, just About five years ago, the little old man suddenly heard that the magic knife that had disappeared for nearly ten thousand years had reappeared, and once it appeared, it caused another bloodbath."

He spoke too nervously, and even the people below became nervous, and couldn't help but start to look around, for fear that the blood-drinking magic knife would suddenly be placed on his neck, and some people were bold enough to slap the table to drive them away In a tense atmosphere, he said loudly to himself: "Don't play tricks, everyone, don't be afraid, the emperor has dragon energy lingering, and the evil spirits dare not invade. Old man, what are you talking about, what is the bloody method? This magic knife deserves a thousand swords!" Master, who is it?"

"Yes, yes, yes," the old man sat up straight again, and said with a smile: "Everyone, just like the emperor is the leader of our human world, the leader of the demon world is called Mozun, and there are ten elders under Mozun, who are in charge. The first two are the most powerful, they are the right envoy and the left envoy, the right envoy is called Feizhen, the left envoy is called..."

"Don't talk about these useless things! Tell me quickly, is it that some Demon Venerable came out with the God-sealing Saber, chopped off all the ten elders, and then took all the power to himself? I knew it, sure That’s right! We’ve seen this kind of thing a lot, and it’s nothing new!”

"No and no," the old man slapped the gavel, "here's the interesting thing, the owner of this magical sword is neither the demon king nor any of the ten elders, but a little-known little No one even knows its name. But this little demon not only pulled out the Conferring God Saber that all the demon masters failed to pull out before, but after pulling out the Conferred God Saber, he was so bold that he spent nearly four years from ten to ten. The last one of the elders started to challenge, and challenged until the fourth elder, and finally won a miserable victory!"

"It's so powerful!" Someone below exclaimed.

"It's really powerful. I heard that the four elders possessed the power of the four elephants, and they were defeated by him. But this is terrible. The demons have always respected the strong. Whoever can defeat the elders can automatically replace them." The position of elder, if he can defeat the Demon Venerable, he can automatically replace the Demon Venerable. The others saw that this little demon was ambitious, so they stopped holding back immediately, and negotiated that the third elder, Yin Yingzi, would come forward to kill him in one fell swoop, but unfortunately in the end Although he was seriously injured, he was still allowed to escape, and it is unknown whether he died or not."

As soon as he finished speaking, the crowd below suddenly burst into commotion, but unfortunately the focus was not on whether the little devil was dead or not, but on the third elder that the old man had just mentioned.

"Yin Yingzi? It sounds like a woman. Why, there are female demons among the demon elders?"

Immediately, someone echoed, "Yeah, it sounds like she's pretty, but she's ranked third. You say the demons are sexually promiscuous, so this female demon should be a demon, right? Hahahahahaha."

"Hey, everyone, I can't talk nonsense. I heard that the female demon was very cruel, so she cut off her tongue carefully!" The old man looked around nervously for a moment, then slapped the gavel and said, "Okay, today's time is up." At this point, little old man, thank you for your support!"

"Wait a minute," someone from the audience came up and said solemnly: "Mr. Qin, I heard that the emperor has been overworked in the past few years and fell ill recently. Sigh, tell me, some older princes have been ill in recent years. Falling on the battlefield one after another, only the two little princes who stayed by my side were unscathed, but they are too young, if the Eucharist is ill, who should inherit the throne?"

"Who will inherit? You? Me?" The old man pointed at the other party, then pointed at himself, shook his head and said, "Anyway, it's not your turn, and the emperor's holy will is not something you or I can guess. What are you doing here? Leisurely? It's gone, don't the emperors of the left and right still have a son who is cultivating immortals in the South China Sea? At worst, call him back, compared to the illusory fairyland, the wealth and honor in the world are more worthy of nostalgia."

South China Sea?It seems that there is indeed a famous fairy mountain floating in the South China Sea, what is it called?

It seems to be called, Kunwu Mountain?

The Eighteen Peaks of Kunwu Mountain are still the most yearned-for sacred place for apprentices of the immortal family. On the day when the mountain is opened to accept apprentices, those who come to seek art will definitely step on the threshold of Lingyun Peak, the head of Ye, just to do it for themselves. Or their children seek a good teacher.This year when the mountain was opened again, all the peaks were full of people, only the most respected Juechen Peak in the past was deserted, just like the never-melting ice and snow and the never-fading plum blossoms on the top of the mountain, independent of the world in the cold winter.

No, in fact, some of the ice and snow on the top of Juechen Peak have gradually melted these days, so that some outsiders began to mutter, is it true that Mr. Wang Shu used it for ten years, not only did he fail to heal the wounds left by the thunder disaster? , on the contrary, it became more and more serious, so that even the ice and snow that the ice spirit root relied on for cultivation could not be retained.

Of course, rumors are rumors after all, and only Wang Shujun himself and the Xuanhu Peak Master who healed him know about his injury, but one thing is clear, that is, Wang Shujun will never accept apprentices again. .

"Qingluan, I see it's very lively outside today, do you know what happened?" A plum spirit opened its eyes wide and innocently jumped from one plum tree to another, followed closely by the tree. The woman who was walking in a hurry accidentally bumped her head against a branch, and flattened her mouth angrily, "Oh, what are you doing so fast? I can't even keep up!"

"If you can't keep up, don't follow," Luo Qingluan said without turning his head, "Fat Yuan is going down the mountain today, the carriage that the royal family came to pick up has already arrived at the bottom of the mountain, I have to rush to see him off."

"Going down the mountain?" Mei Zijing bit her finger and tilted her head and said, "Isn't it good on the mountain? There are delicious and interesting things, why do you want to go down the mountain?"

But Luo Qingluan had already gone away like flying away, after all, no one answered his innocent question.

Luo Qingluan hurried all the way, and soon came to the vicinity of Meiwu. The forest of snow plums outside the house was still blooming on the branches as before. It's a pity that those who can admire them have not been out of Meiwu for ten years.

Luo Qingluan sighed, bowed towards the closed gate of Meiwu as before, and said respectfully: "Master, the weather is very good today, and the plum blossoms outside the house are blooming beautifully. Qingluan will break a branch and put it away later." Go to the plum vase by your window and rest well, everything outside is me and Lingxi."

After a while, she said sullenly again: "Master, fat round today, no, senior brother, he is going down the mountain. My apprentice is very sad. You have been recuperating over the years. He has really become more sensible. He looks good, and he can help a lot with the affairs on the peak. With him here, Lingxi and I can feel at ease. But he is leaving, the disciple is really, really reluctant."

As she was talking, she burst into tears, looked around, wiped them off quickly, and pretended to be nonchalant: "I'm sorry, Master, I'm talking nonsense in front of you again, why don't you bear it?" , He’s not going to die when he goes back, maybe he can still be an emperor for fun, sitting on the 72nd concubine of the Sixth Court of the Three Palaces, it’s more in line with Fei Yuan’s temperament, he must be overjoyed.”

After finishing speaking, Luo Qingluan shook her hair violently, trying to take back the remaining tears in her eyes, but before she could put her hair back together again, she heard a man's voice with a sense of ridicule behind her:

"Qingluan, what are you talking to Master? Why is your hair still in a mess? This doesn't look like you."

Luo Qingluan was startled, blinked her eyes vigorously, turned around after combing her hair, managed to force a smile, looked down at the tip of her embroidered shoe and said, "I didn't say anything, I just told Master that you are going back to enjoy your blessings Let him not worry about you."

Before she finished speaking, she suddenly felt itchy on her forehead, and when she looked up, she realized that the man in front of her had walked up to her at some point, and was pushing aside the messy hair on her forehead for her, and sighed while tidying it up. With a breath, he said slowly: "Well, I told you, don't be angry, Luo Qingluan, you'd better stop laughing at this time, it's really uglier than crying. Tell me yourself that you don't want me, it's so hard ah?"

Luo Qingluan suddenly became angry and wanted to hit him on the head as she did when she was a child, but suddenly realized that Xiao Ziyuan had grown so tall that she had to stand on tiptoe to barely touch his chin.

Luo Qingluan stopped suddenly, then took a few steps back, raised his chin and looked at it carefully for a moment, then said with a smile, "That's right, you look like someone who can have the 72 concubines of the Sixth Court of Sangong."

The man in front of him has completely lost the chubby appearance he retained when he was a teenager. Now his face is tough and he can be called heroic. He is now wearing a black dragon robe of a prince, a golden silk python crown on his head, and a It is also paired with the Mo Longpei specially rewarded by Emperor Yongning this time, which is indeed very luxurious, but what he said is still as out of tune as before:

"What is the 72nd concubine of the Sixth Court of the Sangong? I think you read too many pornographic books, but your pornographic books are too low-level and don't even have pictures. Wait, wait, when the master returns to the imperial capital, you will have a good look at it before coming back. How about I promise to bring you the best erotic pictures when you are here?"

"Bah," Luo Qingluan was successfully provoked into anger, and immediately called the water kite out of its sheath, and stabbed straight at Xiao Ziyuan, then stabbed and said, "Who cares? Hmph, don't come back! Keep it for yourself." Just watch it!"

"Grandma, please spare me!" Xiao Ziyuan hurriedly flew away, and blurted out: "This dress was rewarded by my father, I won't be able to pay for it if it is damaged!"

Before the words fell, Xiao Ziyuan was stunned for a while, and as expected, he saw Luo Qingluan immediately stop the sword in his hand, then retracted it into the sheath in a somewhat lonely manner, and stood still.

"That," Xiao Ziyuan scratched his head, and took a step forward flatteringly, "I said something wrong, if you cut it off casually, I should be able to pay the money back."

Luo Qingluan ignored his nonsense, she seemed to suddenly have more sentimentality than before, hesitated and said: "Fat Yuan, you think the three of us can get together in the future?"

She didn't say who the other person was, but they both knew each other. Xiao Ziyuan was silent for a moment, then nodded decisively: "I will definitely! I promised to find a good sword for Chang Ye, but now I haven't found the sword, so naturally I have to continue to look for it." , when I find it, I will definitely hand it over to him. At that time, if I call you, the three of us can get together again?"

Luo Qingluan nodded, and suddenly stepped forward to hug Xiao Ziyuan, buried her head deeply in his arms, shrugged her shoulders, and said with a sob: "Fat Yuan, I'm so scared, you all left, if... If you don't come back, what should I do? Where did Changye go? It's been ten years, how could there be no letter, I really miss him. "

Xiao Ziyuan patted her on the shoulder lightly, sighed silently, and wanted to say something comforting, but it's a pity that he hasn't even learned the art of divination, so he really can't figure out what the future will be like.

In fact, what Luo Qingluan asked was also what he thought in his heart.

Ten years, junior brother, where are you?