Picked up a little dumb on the side of the road

300 years ago, a fire rain shone all over the world, even people who were thousands of miles away were awakened, and saw the red cloud bursting in the sky.

In the past 300 years, how many personnel have been changed several times, and the sea is almost mulberry field.

The Qinggang faction has long since disappeared, and it is not even qualified to leave a mark in the history of Xianmen.

After Xue Chengzi, the head of the Qingling sect, the second largest sect of the immortal sect, died suddenly, the new young head was besieged by various sects because of his personal virtues within a few years after the catastrophe. Some people said that he fell into the valley There are no bones left, and some people say that he hid in the world of mortals incognito.

The Qingling faction gathered for profit fell apart in an instant, and the trees fell and the monkeys scattered.

Even the Min'an sect, which had flourished for a hundred years, gradually fell into the vast river of history when the three young masters disappeared and the leader never showed up.

Regarding everything 300 years ago, no one cares about the success or failure of good and evil.

There are only a few long-lasting stories, just like the myth of the ancient Father God splitting the three worlds, spread in the streets and alleys, timeless and fresh.

The prosperous town in the south of the Yangtze River is still bustling and bustling. There is a small wooden building on stilts in the bustling city, which is the largest tea house in the town. There is the most talkative storyteller in the town, telling the story of thousands of years with emotion. Love and Hatred.

The scattered seats on the first floor of the teahouse were already full of customers, and the waiter raised the copper pot of boiling water high above his head, yelling "be careful of the hot water" loudly.

The man in the light blue wide-sleeved brocade robe was tall and straight, wearing a soap gauze veiled hat.He stepped into the tea room alone, and although he walked quietly to the private room on the second floor without saying a word, the dusty demeanor around him still attracted the eyes of the crowd amidst the din.

The storyteller on the stage had already set his posture, and the slightly bloated boss of the teahouse came to the stage with a broken gong, and knocked hard a few times with "Boom, Boom, Boom".

"It's the beginning, it's the beginning!" The boss smiled all over his face, "It's the old rule, all the gentlemen have today's script on the table, everyone wants to ask for the price, and the highest price wins!"

"For five taels of silver at table number eight, I can buy the story of Yu Jun, the last head of the Qingling sect, and Xiaohu Xian'er!"

"No. 15 table 12 taels of silver, buy the secrets of the love history of the emperor's favorite concubine and guards next door!"

"27 taels of silver at table 20, to buy the unnatural relationship between Mr. Xun and his devilish beauty!"

……

"Stop making noise! ​​I'll pay 50 taels!" A domineering and even obscene young male voice came from the compartment on the second floor, "Just tell me about Yu Jun and Xiaohu Xian'er!"

"Wow—" the crowd of individual customers on the first floor burst into exclamation, and the boss was so happy to meet this wealthy guest, he turned around and was about to prepare.

In another elegant room on the second floor, the man with the veiled hat and gauze waved gently, and the little Er who was guarding the door immediately stepped forward with his waist bent, "My lord, what are your orders?"

The man didn't make a sound, but only handed out a note with a gold ingot on it.

"Palm, palm, shopkeeper!" The waiter had never seen such a heavy ingot of gold in his life, and he couldn't even use his tongue in his hand. "Second, second floor, Tianzi No. [-] room, buy, Buy the story of the demon head Mingfeng making troubles in Daiyu Mountain! Bid, bid, an ingot of gold!"

Everyone in the teahouse opened their mouths wide in shock and gasped.

If the boss had seen the world before, he was the first to come back to his senses after being stunned for a long while. He knocked the gong twice again, turned around and told the storyteller, "Why are you standing still?" How about it? Don’t rush to prepare!”

In the Tianzi No. [-] room on the second floor, another man quietly entered the cubicle.

"Master." He bowed respectfully to the man wearing the veiled hat before, "I knew you came to listen to books again."

"Yu Jun is back."

The man wearing soap gauze just now had already taken off his veiled cap, but the curtains in the compartment blocked the light, only a beam of light shot in from the gap in the curtains, and happened to shine on the corner of his left jaw.

The lines of his jaw are sharp and gentle yet gentle, and the corners of his lips are slightly upturned at the edge of the shimmer.

Although the visitor called him Master, but just looking at him like this, he looked younger than his apprentice.

"The book is already set." He reached out his hand to remove the hood that occupied the seat, and motioned for the man who had just entered the door to sit down, "Sit down and listen to a paragraph together."

His voice is also very gentle, but with a faint distance.

The man who was called Yu Jun before sat down after saluting, and said with a teasing smile: "Is it the story of the little fox fairy?"

"How could it be?" The man in the veiled hat smiled slightly.

Yu Jun also smiled, "That's the story of my wife."

Hearing the sound of Xingmu coming from the hall, he knew it was about to start, so he shut his mouth wisely.

"300 years ago, Mount Daiyu was a majestic high mountain with dense forests; a blessed place with beautiful caves. There are three princes of the Min'an sect who have commanded the immortal sect for a hundred years, and they dare not refuse!"

"But after that catastrophe, not only did the Min'an sect survive in name only, but even Mount Daiyu was almost razed to the ground..."

"All of this is thanks to the murderous demon leader Mingfeng who burns the sky and destroys the world!"

……

"Master." Hearing this, Yu Jun glanced nervously at the person in the shadows, "If there are some rumors in the market that are true, let's go?"

"Hundreds of years, I haven't heard any version." The man in the dark took a sip of the tea on the small case, and said lightly, "It's okay."

"That's right, my wife..." Yu Jun said awkwardly, "It's not fair."

"You are also a person who has lived for more than 300 years. When have you seen the word 'fair' in this world?" Seeing Yu Jun still standing aside in embarrassment, he didn't want to continue this topic, "Go find your little one this time. Hu Xianer, have you found it?"

Yu Jun's eyes darkened when he heard the words, and he was silent for a long time before saying, "I found it."

"Have you found it?" The calm and calm tone of the man in the veiled hat finally fluctuated, apparently quite surprised by the answer.

He got up and put on his veiled hat, "Let's go."

The master and apprentice, one in front and one behind, walked through the busy streets and the deep path to the depths of Lize Lake without practicing martial arts.

300 years ago, Xue Chengzi died suddenly under Xiao Yi's sword. At that time, Yu Jun was not yet [-] years old.

Although it is not as good as Mr. Xun, who once made his debut at the age of 17 on Lin Qingshan, he has achieved a small amount of success.Back then, he was rescued by Xue Chengzi from the tragic disaster of destroying his master's family. He only regarded Xue Chengzi as his savior and worshiped under Xue Chengzi's family.

At that time, he didn't know that it was Xue Chengzi who wiped out his small sect with only a few dozen people in order to get him.

When Xue Chengzi died suddenly, he was already the one with the highest cultivation level in the Qingling Sect, but he was only short of reaching the golden body, so he took over the authority of the Qingling Sect as a matter of course.

When the farce on Linqing Mountain happened, he was still in the small sect with dozens of people, so he was not qualified to participate.The catastrophe at the top of Daiyu Mountain was the first time he represented the sect in such an important gathering.

He would never have thought that a sentence he said casually following the thoughts in his heart would change his life from now on.

There is a small hut hidden in the depths of Lize Lake. The back mountain behind the hut is obviously far away from the hustle and bustle of the town, but at this time when the lights are on, the lights are bright and the smoke is curling up.

The two masters and apprentices walked to the foot of the mountain. On a stone tablet with a height of one person in front of the mountain gate, three large characters were engraved in official script——

Mu Guishan.

The red paint of the handwriting has been mottled with the years.

"Master, the severe cold has passed, and the beginning of spring will soon be here." Standing in front of the stone tablet in Mugui Mountain, Yu Jun stopped, "Are you going to retreat this spring?"

The veil of the veil swayed gently, and the person under the veil nodded.

"Then you can go back to the hut later today." Yu Jun looked up at the top of the mountain, "You have been in seclusion for several months, those little girls who just went up the mountain are just at the age of crying, and they will not see you when the time comes It’s time to make trouble, and I really don’t know what to do.”

The people under the hood pondered for a moment, then raised their legs and walked through the mountain gate.

The two walked up the mountain path all the way up.One person wears a light gauze hat, and looks like a fairy in the dust; the other person is respectful and solemn, with a dignified expression.

Although Mugui Mountain is far away from the busy city, but with these two people walking in it, it looks like an ordinary mountain village no matter what.

But as the two of them traveled far in the mountains, there was really a paradise in front of them.

There are neat tile-roofed houses lined up on both sides of the road, and the doors of each house are wide open. There is a sound of "Zi La" when the dishes are put into the oil pan, and the aroma of the food is also overflowing.

Under the eaves, there were children playing in groups of threes and twos, and occasionally a few were dragged by their parents by their ears and carried home for dinner.

After eating, the old people leaned on wicker chairs and gathered in a pile, chatting one after another.

This is the fireworks in the world where the few in the mountain have something to support and the old have something to rely on.

The two masters and apprentices walked through the thick atmosphere of fireworks, people who saw them would stop and bow, and salute from a distance, but they didn't say much.

There is a larger courtyard on the top of the mountain. As soon as Yu Jun stepped into the courtyard, another group of children surrounded him.

"Master, master! Where are our things?"

"Where's my kneader?"

"Where's my floral dress?"

"mine……"

The children blocked Yu Jun at the door with a lot of chatter, making the man in the veiled hat outside the door unable to move.

"Buy them all, buy them all!" Yu Jun touched the little heads of the children one by one, "Don't quarrel with the young master here, and go have dinner with the cook! I'll check later, who's bowl has If there is leftovers, I will not give him a gift."

After comforting the children for a while, they gradually dispersed. He turned his head and said respectfully, "Master, please come inside."

"The children still like you more." The man in the veiled hat walked ahead, "Why do you want me to come to eat, Yu Jun, do you have something to tell me?"

"These children are beggars that Master picked up from all over the mountain one by one. How could they not love and respect you in their hearts?" Yu Jun followed closely behind the man in the veiled hat, "It's just that Master, you usually don't like to talk. , they dare not get close to you."

Walking into the deserted room deep in the small courtyard, the man took off his hat, "You are their master, so they should naturally get closer to you."

"Then in this way—" Yu Jun smiled cautiously, "You should be their Grand Master."

"You and I are not from the same sect, and I have not taught you anything, so I am not your master."

Yu Jun flicked her fingers to light up the oil lamp in the room, finally revealing her true face under the hood.

That face was only 26 or [-] to the left, handsome and handsome, with gentle brows and eyes but a little alienated.

Wei Xun's description has not changed for 300 years, but it is always somewhat different from the original.

The author has something to say: sorry sorry! ~I'm back!This chapter is a transitional chapter, and then it will slowly enter into the plot - brother's long journey to find his wife!

These two days have been troubled by my aunt. There are always a few days at the end of each month and the beginning of the month that it is inconvenient to type. I will make up the chapters owed in the first two days later!

Bow o(╥﹏╥)o

感谢在2020-05-2318:57:33~2020-05-2620:44:53期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: Mark raises a glass;

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 7 bottles of little meow;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!