The teacher is a fish

After eating, the two went to sit in a gazebo until late at night.

Just like friends who have been close friends for many years, they talk about everything from major world events to small things about themselves, astronomy, geography, humanities, water and soil.

It can be said that it is too late to meet each other!

Jiang Shuyin had never been with him like this before, and slowly sent him into the inn, his slender and tall body submerged in the night, faintly visible.Gently holding his hands behind his back, a smile flashed in his deep eyes: "The destination has arrived."

Shen Qingshu expressed his gratitude to him, slowly stepped up the stone steps, and turned his head: "You are a very comfortable man." Hearing this, Qi Yuyan, who was lying on the window sill, suddenly choked on his saliva, and burst into tears. Cough, my whole face turned red.

What did he hear?Qian Yangzun said that man is a very comfortable man? !

How did Qianyang Zun know whether he was comfortable or not? !

——Obviously, kid Qi Yuyan's thinking is complicated.

But he still didn't respond, lying on the window sill excitedly and coughing more and more violently, Shen Qingshu was worried for a while: "What's wrong with Yuyan?"

Qi Yuyan quickly shook his head, coughed and said, "Don't worry Qianyang Lord, I'm fine!"

Jiang Shuyin was on the sidelines, fearing that the world would not be chaotic, without any sympathy, and even gloating lazily, "Won't he cough up his lungs?"

After hearing this, Qi Yuyan choked more and more, Shen Qingshu frowned and lightly jumped to his side, patting his back gently with one hand.

Jiang Shu said with a smile: "What is this child thinking, he is coughing like this."

Perhaps there was more commotion here, alarming Ji Yuanqing and the others, but in a blink of an eye those four people were there.

Jiang Shuyin didn't like these people, so he sneered, turned around and left.Unexpectedly, when Ji Yuanqing saw him, his eyes suddenly widened, his face was full of disbelief: "Three, third brother?!"

He stepped forward and grabbed Jiang Shuyin, abruptly turned him around and looked at him for a while, and finally he was surprised and happy, almost trembling, and said, "It's really you! But you, haven't you been dead for more than 800 years?"

Jiang Shuyin: "..."

Shen Qingshu: "..."

As if struck by lightning, Jiang Shuyin Sima Xingkong was silent for a while, and couldn't help but turn dark and stiff and said: "Senior Ji, I'm only a hundred years old, how can I be your brother? Besides, my surname is Xue, and your surname is Ji." How are we brothers?"

The implication is that you recognize the wrong person.

Ji Yuanqing was also stunned for a long time, and said in disbelief: "How is it possible, how can you be born exactly like my elder brother?"

Jiang Shu Yin said: "There are no wonders in the world."

Chen Jianfang said: "That's true. As this little brother said, there are no wonders in the world, so it's not surprising if there are people who are exactly the same."

Fan Hesheng followed suit: "Elder Chen is right, but Brother Ji, we have never heard that you have an elder brother!"

Ji Yuanqing was almost full of thoughts about Jiang Shuyin, and before he came back to his senses, he subconsciously said: "You don't know, my third brother Ji Yuanying has been unable to retreat since he was a child, but 800 years ago, he had one day I don’t know why he left the customs and stepped into the world. But it’s only been more than a month since he left the customs, and he suddenly died outside, which is really incomprehensible.”

Chen Jianfang: "Where is Brother Ling's body?"

Ji Yuanqing came back to his senses and said in astonishment: "Yes, in my ancestral grave..."

In this way, the person in front of him must not be Ji Yuanying.

Gently cupping his fists and bowing to Jiang Shuyin, Ji Yuanqing apologized, "I'm sorry."

Jiang Shuyin didn't want to have anything to do with them at all, so he waved his hands indifferently, and said indifferently, "It's okay." After saying that, he lifted his legs and left.

At this moment, Shen Qingshu, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said: "Mr. Xue, I wonder if you would like to go with me?" He paused, his slender eyelashes were extremely quiet.

Jiang Shuyin really stopped in his tracks, and when he turned around, he saw Shen Qingshu standing beside Qi Yuyan, his snow-white skirt was lifted by the breeze, and a pair of clear and bright eyes quietly looked at him.

The moonlight pierced through the thick night and draped over his shoulders like a veil, so beautiful that one couldn't bear to blink.

Shen Qingshu: "If you were here, maybe it would be easier."

Hearing this, Fan Hesheng and the others couldn't sit still, they were quite puzzled: "Your Honor Qianyang really doesn't know who this Mr. Xue is?"

Shen Qingshu didn't even think about it: "A friend of mine."

All the people present were shocked, and even Jiang Shuyin's eyes widened in shock—the West Pole Seven has a very bad reputation, but anyone related to them will be labeled as "scum" by the world and despised .

Jiang Shuyin once revealed to Shen Qingshu that his relationship with the Seven Evils is extraordinary, and they are as close as family members.

If these were known by the people present, he would definitely be classified as a devil, and maybe the seven evil crimes would be assigned to him at that time, and then get rid of them!

But Shen Qingshu's words this time were nothing more than helping him keep a secret.

Different from what Jiang Shuyin thought, Ji Yuanqing and the others thought this way: Those who can make friends with Qianyang Zun must not be underestimated!

Even if the other party is not very old.

As for Qi Yuyan, this child's thinking is very simple and crooked: Qianyang Zun has an extraordinary relationship with this person!

Horrified face.

On the other side, in Falling Cloud Mountain, Song Xiaoyu led a little white horse, shrank his head and tail while carrying his burden, and muttered: "Hmph, if you don't let me go, I will go secretly and see what you can do to me! Chasing the cloud you Say it?"

As if responding to him, the little white horse scratched its hooves and honked several times.Song Xiaoyu was so scared that he quickly pinched its mouth, and cursed in a low voice: "Shut up, shut up, if those mountain patrolling disciples find out and report to senior brother, we will be imprisoned, you want to kill me!"

The white horse is very psychic, and immediately became quiet when he heard this, and followed him carefully walking in the mountains.

Song Xiaoyu continued to mutter: "Isn't it just Weeping City? What's the big deal? I can still go alone."

In the end, Jiang Shuyin went with them for various reasons.

The land of Weeping City is rich, but no matter how rich it is, there is still barren land, such as a village next to Weeping City.

There are about 200 households in this village, not big or small, and the people in the village live in extreme poverty.

Shen Qingshu and the others are here to investigate, so naturally they can't ask their entourage to shout and hug them, let alone fly swords and ride their mounts to make a big splash.

But to get to Weeping City, one has to pass through this village.

Zhou Hen, who had been taciturn along the way, finally spoke at this time: "Qianyang Zun, there are many people in the village, so maybe you can ask something."

Shen Qingshu also thought so, and the group took a small path into the village.

Jiang Shuyin originally thought that this village should be a lively scene of men farming and women weaving, and children.Unexpectedly, no one can be seen, and even most of the cultivated land has been abandoned.

Several other people also had surprised faces, as if they had no idea that this was the scene here.Qi Yuyan turned around and looked around, then ran to knock on the villagers' doors.Seeing this, Jiang Shuyin shook his head and said, "Don't knock on it, no one will find it. If you don't believe me, push it away and try."

According to what he said, Qi Yuyan pushed open the dilapidated wooden door, and with a "squeak", a burst of dust gushed out from inside the heavy door. Seeing this, Qi Yuyan took a few steps back and said, "My God, how many years has it been here? No one lives?"

The interior of the wooden house was dark, only a three-legged table with a broken leg was lying on the ground, and the surrounding area was extremely messy, covered with thick dust.

Shen Qingshu frowned, stepped forward to investigate silently, and said after a while: "I moved, but it's a pity that I left in a panic."

Qi Yuyan covered her mouth and nose and stepped forward: "Strange, why did they leave in such a panic?"

The four of Chen Jianfang heard that there was no one here, so they all frowned and checked the surrounding houses.

Suddenly, Fan Hesheng said: "There is someone here!"

Everyone hurriedly gathered around, and saw a white-haired old man shivering under a table protecting a child in a small wooden house.

The old man was estimated to be in his eighties, as old as a withered tree, making people feel pity at a glance.The child in his arms was about five or six years old, wearing a clothes that were too tattered to see the color, and curled up in the old man's arms like a bean sprout.

Shen Qingshu said softly: "Old folks, we are not bad people, we just passed by here and planned to stay overnight."

Hearing this, the old man poked his head out after deliberation, and asked in an old voice: "Is that true?" There was a hint of joy in the words.

Shen Qingshu nodded and said: "That's true."

He was originally gentle and gentle, but now he softened his tone, adding a sense of affinity.

The old man slowly crawled out from under the table with the child in his arms, his trembling limbs made everyone jump with fear, for fear that he would fall down if he lost his footing.

Seeing this, Jiang Shuyin hurriedly inserted from behind Ji Yuanqing, carefully supported the old man, and took the child in his arms.

The old man nodded his thanks to him and asked, "Where do you all come from?"

Jiang Shuyin didn't mention sensitive words at all: "We are foreign businessmen, and now we are in a downturn in our hometown, so we come to Qicheng to try our luck." What's wrong, why are people disappearing?"

With his support, the old man sat on the chair, Ji Yuanqing also closed the door with his backhand, and walked over with the others.

The old man seemed to sigh deeply, shook his head and said, "You are indeed foreigners. In fact, not only our village has moved, but almost all the people in the villages around this Weeping City have disappeared."

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay: "Why is this?"

The old man seemed to be angry, and snorted coldly: "You guys don't know something, this Weeping City is extremely rich, and there is a great sect of cultivating immortals in it, called Feng Lingzong." As if afraid that they would not know the meaning of cultivating immortals, the old man raised his hand Gestures in the air: "Xuxian knows, it is the kind of person who looks like a fairy, can cast spells, make rain clouds, and fly around in the air every day on a flying sword and riding a white tiger and lion. live forever."

Everyone nodded with mixed emotions, and the old man continued: "This Fengling sect should be a great sect in the world of cultivating immortals. It has ruled Qicheng, Yucheng, Huicheng and many other cities for hundreds of years, and has great influence."

Chen Jianfang couldn't help interjecting, with sharp eyebrows: "Domination?"

The old man nodded and said, "Yes, rule."

As soon as this remark came out, everyone in the room frowned, as if they were trying their best to hold back something.

It turns out that there has always been an unwritten rule in the world of comprehension. This rule has lasted for thousands of years, and all schools and factions follow it-no interference in the lives of ordinary people.

This rule can be said to completely divide the cultivation world and the ordinary world into two, and the well water does not violate the river water.

Just as the old man said, everyone in the cultivation world is like a god-like figure, who can soar through the clouds and ride the fog, spread the clouds and rain, and can be said to be omnipotent.However, if such abilities are allowed to follow one's inclinations and are not stopped, the Mortal Realm may fall into catastrophe.

Because the so-called formation of swords and guns in the mortal world is nothing to fear in the eyes of people in the cultivation world.

And this Feng Lingzong, as a great sect, took the lead to rule the mortal world in his own area, which is really a heinous crime!

Shen Qingshu was afraid that the meaning of the old man's word "government" would be different from that of others, so he deliberately pointed out: "Dare to ask, how do you rule?"

The old man said loudly: "They are rulers, even dictators. As you can see, the city in their hands has not rained a drop of rain for three years. In order to force us people to pay money, they even turned up the heat of the sun to illuminate the earth. The dry and cracked water evaporates, and there is nothing to grow the whole grain."

The old man wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with his withered hands: "Pigs, dogs, cattle, sheep, and the people all starved to death, and the newly built houses caught fire because of the hot weather, burning all our savings, and even our relatives were killed in the flames. My son died in such a disaster, leaving such a small child alone!"

Chen Jianfang raised her beard in anger, slapped the table with her palm and cursed: "It's unreasonable, it's really unreasonable!"

Sitting next to Jiang Shuyin, Qi Yuyan took a snow-white handkerchief and blew on his nose, crying, "It's so inhumane, Feng Lingzong is so insane, it's not as good as an animal!"

Jiang Shuyin was furious, and couldn't help thinking to himself: How come these righteous curses have remained the same for hundreds of years, even the new generation is like this, it's simply monotonous.

The old man hugged his little grandson and cried: "It's not just that, the people in the city are more or less rich, and paying money to them is not as bad as us."

Jiang Shu Yin said: "Since there are people in the city paying the money, it will definitely rain."

"No," the old man choked up: "They don't know how to control the rain and the sky, and they will never allow us to get a little bit of light. Ladies and gentlemen, a total of 5000 taels, how can I and other poor people who grow vegetables get such a sky-high price? We set up formations nearby, we are not allowed to escape from here."

"Only those who are young and lucky can run out from here. If they are unlucky and caught by them, they will kill and hang them in the village to intimidate everyone. If we can't pay the money, they will send someone to use it in three to five days. They beat us with sticks and snatched the beautiful girls in the village, and that's how my daughter-in-law disappeared."

The old man was in great pain, and the little child was trembling and crying. Qi Yuyan, who was beside Jiang Shuyin, was crying the loudest, even louder than the old man and the child, looking miserable.

It caused everyone sitting here to be angry and sad, but they couldn't help but look sideways at him frequently.