Start with the gods

Chapter 172
Middle Earth, outside Heyang City, ruined temple.

Above the wilderness, at first glance, the terrain is generally relatively flat. Except for the towering Qingyun Mountains in the distance when looking north, there are relatively few undulating hills in other directions.

There are many forests growing in disorder near and far, large or small, distributed on this field, and there are also a few sparse trees standing around the ruined temple.

The sky was at its darkest, and the clouds in the sky were very thick, blocking the moon. Only a few small stars on the edge shone faintly on this desolate land.

The wind blew up that night, not particularly strong, but it blew past the treetops and branches, causing the branches to sway and make a deep "rustling" sound, which was heard in the ears and felt particularly cold when it blew on the body.

"Grandpa, I told you not to delay in that town, but you just didn't listen. Now it's all right, we can only spend the night in this ruined temple in the wilderness." At this time, there was a sudden crisp sound. The coquettish voice became clearer and clearer from far to near.

"What do you know?"

Immediately afterwards, an old man's voice sounded, saying: "My old man is doing a chivalrous act of righteousness, solving disasters and difficulties for the common people, and saving their lives."

"Hmph, I think you are just trying to cheat people out of some money?" The coquettish voice rose again, and under the faint light, a delicate girl about ten years old appeared in front of the gate of the courtyard where the ruined temple was located, and looked inside. After a few glances, he asked in confusion, "Hey, there seems to be someone in this ruined temple?"

As soon as the words fell, an old man with white beard and hair and a mediocre face also appeared in front of the door. Like the little girl, he stood in front of the door and looked in, muttering: "How could someone appear here at such a late night? It can't be a ghost, can it?"

"Grandpa!" the little girl said in a long voice, rolling her eyes at the old man, and said angrily: "How can any ghost know how to make a fire? I think passers-by missed the time and rested in this ruined temple."

Although the little girl said so, her eyes were vigilant, she carefully checked the environment in the yard, and did not take a step forward.

At this time, the dilapidated temple door in the yard opened suddenly with a "creak", and a young man came out from it, looked straight at the two of them, and said with a smile: "What the little girl said is, old man, the younger generation is not a demon or a ghost." , but a decent passer-by."

"It's you!" The old man narrowed his eyes, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.

"Ha ha……"

The man smiled lightly, bowed to the two of them, and said, "Junior Guo Yu of Qingyunmen has met senior!"

Guo Yu really didn't expect that he would meet Zhou Yixian and Xiaohuan, the grandfather and grandson, at this dilapidated temple outside Heyang City tonight.

After he left Tianyin Temple, he took his own daughter back.

Because the little girl has been staying in the Hehuan faction since she was a child and never went out, she is very curious about the outside world, and she is very interested along the way, looking at this and that, having a great time.

Seeing this, Guo Yu fortunately canceled Yujian's flight, and took her directly on foot, through mountains, across rivers, and lived a life of eating and sleeping in the open.

Originally, it only took Yujian to fly for a few days, but now it took nearly two months to reach the Heyang City at the foot of Qingyun Mountain.

Seeing that it was getting late tonight, he didn't rush into the city, but found this ruined temple in the suburbs to deal with it for the night first, but he didn't expect to run into them by accident.

To be honest, he was still very happy to meet this grandpa and grandson. Although the old man Zhou Yixian had a frivolous footsteps and lack of energy and blood, he didn't look like a deep-rooted cultivator at all. The second shot can also be corroborated.

However, Guo Yu knew that this person's knowledge and experience were rare in the world. It is estimated that there is no one in the entire Zhuxian world that is more extensive than him. It is a rare good thing to talk to and communicate with him, and there may be unexpected gains.

However, Zhou Yixian didn't really want to see him. He stared at Guo Yu and then glanced at the ruined temple, hesitating whether he should enter.

Seeing this, Guo Yu smiled slightly, walked up to the two of them, and said, "Senior, there are only the junior and the young girl in this ruined temple. How about tonight?"

Zhou Yixian was stunned, turned his head and glanced at the surrounding wilderness, took a deep breath, with an embarrassed smile on his face, and said: "I don't dislike it, I don't dislike it."

Xiaohuan, who was standing pretty beside him, smiled happily, and said softly, "Thank you, big brother."

Guo Yu smiled, didn't say any more, turned around and walked towards the ruined temple.

Zhou Yixian was still a little hesitant, but Xiaohuan had already followed Guo Yu into the temple gate first, so he had no choice but to grit his teeth and follow.

The dilapidated temple is not very big, its length and width are no more than ten steps each. There are two large pine pillars standing on the left and right sides, and in the middle is a statue of a god with only half of its body left. It looks very simple, obviously no one has been here for a long time Worship is over.

A thick layer of dry grass is laid on the left wall, and a large robe is placed on it. On the robe lies a little girl, sleeping peacefully with a faint smile.

And two steps away from her side, there were some firewood piled up, and the burning flames that were not too big brought warmth to the dilapidated temple.

Xiaohuan moved closer, stared at the little girl's long eyelashes, and asked, "Big brother, is this your daughter?"

Guo Yu nodded and said with a light smile, "Yes, she is only a year or two younger than you."

As he spoke, he bent down and straightened the robe on the hay, leaving an empty space, then turned his eyes and continued: "Little girl, there is still room here, you can sleep here tonight."

Just as Xiaohuan was about to speak, the eyelids of the little girl lying on the hay suddenly trembled slightly, she struggled twice and slowly opened her eyes.

"Huh!" The little girl didn't seem to expect that there was a stranger beside her. Her bright eyes widened instantly, and she stared at Xiaohuan for a careful observation. Rubbing his eyes, he asked suspiciously, "Who are you?"

Seeing this, Xiaohuan immediately had a smile on his face, and said, "My name is Xiaohuan, what's your name, little sister?"

Next, due to their similar age, the two little girls chatted together very quickly, making the originally quiet ruined temple gradually become noisy and full of laughter.

Guo Yu smiled and shook his head. He added a few firewood to the fire and stirred it twice, making the flames much stronger.

Then he picked up the baggage on the edge of the hay, opened it gently, and took out a green-brown wine gourd. He walked a few steps slowly to Xian Yiyi who was sitting on a bluestone on the right side of the ruined temple. He handed it to him and said with a smile: "Senior, it's a bit chilly at night, why don't you drink some wine to warm up your body?"

(End of this chapter)