small rivers and lakes

"It turned out to be a little friend from Wangyoutang, it seems that the old man has settled for lunch," the old man Qinggu stretched out a branch and raised his chin, "Very good, Tianxiameng is full of little beauties. "

Jiubao took a breath, thinking that this old man has lived enough. Although his master is young, he has already ranked among the top three villages and six halls in the world. He is the hottest celebrity in front of the leader. Mr. Nomura flirting at will?

I don't want to, but Zhong Yi doesn't care, with a smile like a spring breeze on his face: "When I arrive in Jiangcheng, I will naturally take care of all basic necessities, food, housing and transportation. Seniors only need to ride a donkey to see the flowers, and don't need to worry."

Old man Qinggu's eyes lit up: "I like you kid!"

"Senior has come all the way, so he must be tired," Zhong Yi said with a smile, "Jiu Bao, you should go back with senior first, and tell the butler to provide the best guest room, the best bedding, and the best food!"

"Yeah, it's really getting more and more likable!"

After sending the old man away, Zhong Yi turned around, thinking about the cause of the death of the head of the Ma Sect, while walking towards the inner courtyard, there was a steady stream of praise from the old man Qinggu to Jiubao from behind him.

"Little sister Gui Geng... Oh, it's actually a little brother? Hey, you're so handsome... Do you have a wife? Is there a married man? Oh, I'm still shy..."

Zhong Yi shook his head, there are rumors in the world that the old man Qinggu lives in seclusion in Qinggu, and he is a fairy and jade, now it seems that it is obvious that meeting is not as good as being famous.

The praise got farther and farther away: "Tianxiameng really deserves to be the leader of the righteous way of martial arts... From the head of the hall to the servants, they are all as beautiful as crown jade and fragrant... Hey, who said you use incense? Don't you Wen Shi said, the fragrance does not lie in the pistil, the fragrance does not lie in the calyx, but the fragrance is deep in the bones."

With a heartbeat, Zhong Yi raised his sleeves, and indeed he smelled a strange fragrance, richer than agarwood, sweeter than sandalwood, suddenly heard a gust of wind breaking behind him, turned around suspiciously, and saw Jiubao galloping towards him.

"Master!" Jiubao said urgently, raised his sleeves and sent them to his face, "This fragrance..."

"The aroma is very strange," Zhong Yi nodded, "Go and invite Mrs. Ma, I will wait for her in the wine cellar."

"Yes." Jiubao turned and left.

The old man Qinggu walked slowly over on his donkey, and waved a branch from a long distance away and shouted: "Little beauty, you little brother is so uneducated. The old man praised him, but he ran away. Let the old man ride a donkey." Can't catch up!"

"Senior is right!" Zhong Yi pointed at Jiu Bao's back and cursed, "Did you hear that, fake girl, come back and apologize to Senior!"

Jiu Bao buried her head in her head and ran hard, thinking that I am so beautiful, and I am actually following such a master, what a beauty!

Mrs. Ma hurried to the wine cellar, and Zhong Yi had already pushed the coffin away. The small space was filled with the smell of wine, blood and incense, which was very pungent.

"What did Master Zhong discover? This is..."

The old man Qinggu stood beside the coffin with his hands behind his back, and said calmly: "No name, no surname, just a passer-by."

Mrs. Ma was furious: "Why did you appear in my Chiyan Sect with no name and no surname?"

"..."

"Senior is the old man Qinggu." Zhong Yi said coldly.

Mrs. Ma looked over suspiciously, her face softened a little, she turned her head to look at Zhong Yi: "What did Master Zhong find?"

"Madam, please take a look." Zhong Yi put on a pair of white silk gloves and poked into the coffin. When Ma Feisha died, his body was torn apart, his family had to hastily put the body into the coffin.

Zhong Yi took out Ma Feisha's head, shook off the flesh on the surface, revealing the snow-white dry bones.

"Oh, Master Mamen really deserves to be a giant in the martial arts world," the old man Qinggu exclaimed, "Bones turned white after only ten hours of death?"

Zhong Yi leaned close to his forehead, took a breath, and a strange fragrance spread out.

Mrs. Ma's eyes burst into flames, staring intently at the terrifying head in his hand, her old face looked like a ghost under the dim light of the wine cellar.

"People from Lingtai removed the bones to leave fragrance," Zhong Yi put the head back into the coffin, "Mrs. Ma knew what this means early on."

Mrs. Ma tightly grasped the coffin with her hands like iron claws, and after a long while, she spit out one word at a time: "Incense, pin, bone!"

"That's right," Zhong Yi took off his gloves, closed the coffin, and said calmly, "The Devil Valley has been destroyed for ten years, why did the frightening Xiangguo appear on the head of the Ma Sect?"

"Because when the Demon Valley was wiped out, the Chiyan Sect gained a lot of limelight. Wife alone killed 32 enemies and captured the little devil alive. Naturally, the remnants of the Demon Valley hate him to the bone."

Zhong Yi nodded and said softly, "Heroes are eternal."

A disciple appeared at the door of the wine cellar: "Report to Madam, the condolence guests have arrived one after another, and there are also a few birthday guests..."

"Pfft..." There was a chuckle.

Zhong Yi turned around and saw the old man Qinggu leaning on the side of the coffin, looking overjoyed, he couldn't help asking: "What are you laughing at, senior?"

The old man Qinggu patted the coffin, and said with a smile: "I laugh at the remnants of the devil's valley as a cart."

"That's right!" Mrs. Ma said proudly, "I, Chiyan Sect, rank among the top five in the world. Back then, I was able to wipe out the Devil Valley and capture the little devil alive. Now, it doesn't take much effort to kill several evils of the Devil Valley." Sleeve out of the wine cellar.

Seeing her old and thin figure like a tiger, Zhong Yi smiled lightly: "Madam Ma is really a hero among women."

Before the words were finished, there was a sudden scream from outside, Zhong Yi rushed out of the wine cellar like a gust of wind, and saw a stream of hot blood splashing on the white banner, Mrs. Ma was dressed in white clothes, but her chest was quickly covered with bright red.

In her throat, a small golden feather arrow was still trembling slightly.

"lady!"

"lady!"

The courtyard suddenly became chaotic, and several figures chased them out immediately. Zhong Yi jumped and landed on the roof, only to see a vigorous figure jumping away nimbly on the roof.

Without thinking, he followed closely.

The figure's lightness kung fu is extremely high, and its sprinting figure is like a monkey, ape, and leopard chi. It took less than a stick of incense to throw off the pursuers. Come, with a flick of the arm, a small arrow shot out from the sleeve arrow.

Zhong Yi turned over in the air, dodged the sleeve arrow, and when she came back to her senses, she saw a barren mountain in front of her, and there was no figure of that person anymore.

A person fell silently beside him.

Zhong Yi asked: "Senior, do you know where this is?"

The old man Qinggu smeared and straightened his hair, and said unhappily: "How does this old man know about your Wangyoutang's site?"

"Although Wangyoutang is in Jiangcheng, Jiangcheng cannot be said to be completely Wangyoutang's site," Zhong Yi explained, "In addition to Wangyoutang, there are also Chiyanmen, Wuyingfang, Feixing Palace, and even... He lowered his voice and looked towards the mountain in front of him, "The Devil Valley Abandoned Wind Valley, which did all kinds of evil back then, is also outside Jiangcheng."

"You Tianxiameng set up Wangyoutang in Jiangcheng, isn't it just to guard the ruins of the abandoned wind valley?" The old man Qinggu said loudly, "It's been ten years since the Demon Valley fell, but your master still can't sleep well, it's pitiful .”

Zhong Yi turned to look at him: "Senior, are you in a bad mood?"

The old man Qinggu shook his clothes: "This old man hates sweating."

Zhong Yi laughed out loud.

Abandoned Wind Valley, formerly known as Qifeng Valley, was originally a small valley with beautiful mountains and clear waters in the mountains of Bugui. It got its name because a hero surnamed Feng lived in seclusion here many years ago. The wind will never stop, so it has been misrepresented as the Valley of Abandoned Wind.

However, even the Valley of the Abandoned Wind is no longer called, and it is replaced by a very concise and concise name called Magic Valley.

Ten years ago, the Tianxiameng assembled all martial arts forces to wipe out the Demon Valley. The grass and trees in the valley were stained with blood overnight, and the martial arts forest was free from evil spirits.

The old man Qinggu pushed open a firewood door, raised his sleeves to block the falling smoke and dust, and saw that the room was covered with cobwebs and dust, and the midday sun came in from the broken window, illuminating the few headless bones on the ground.

"After the Great War, rewards were given for meritorious deeds, and the beheading platform in front of the head of the League was filled with heads," Zhong Yi said, "Since the alliance was formed 400 years ago, it was the first time that good and evil were rewarded and punished on such a large scale. "

The old man Qinggu raised his hand and wiped the window sill lightly, and it was covered with thick dust. He blew off the dust from his fingertips, and snorted softly: "Eclipse night demon..."

"Yes, that night was a lunar eclipse."

"Ha, it's as if you have participated in it," the old man Qinggu said disdainfully, "Ten years ago, you were not as tall as a bench, and you could speak clearly and logically based on hearsay."

Zhong Yi said angrily: "I was 12 years old ten years ago, how could I not be as tall as a bench?"

"Huh, the little beauty is actually 22 years old this year?" The old man Qinggu was surprised, and then shook his head depressedly, "It's not good, the best-looking age for a man is seventeen, with mature and youthful bones, and a thin waist." Long legs and shy face, that's a beauty!"

"..." Zhong Yi listened to these shameless remarks, then looked at his old bark-like face, his eyes changed.

The old man Qinggu plausibly said: "Why do you look at me?"

Zhong Yi said expressionlessly: "I want to see what's under this face."

The old man Qinggu's eyes tightened, and he roared: "It's meat!!!"