Yin Yin does not regret

The hot summer is far away, the autumn wind is blowing, the leaves have gone through the cycle from green to yellow, and they are falling down. Yin Liting draws the sword, and the birds are flying, chirping, very lively.

"Sixth Master Uncle." Daotong passing by bowed down to salute.

"Qingfeng, didn't you go down the mountain today?" Yin Liting saw Qingfeng in the crowd at a glance.

"I'm back." Qingfeng spread his hands.

"Come back so soon?" Yin Liting was a little surprised. Wudang Mountain has always been serious. Usually they rarely go down the mountain, and they will never see anyone until dark. What's more, the little girl also went with her this time. With her temperament, how could she come back so soon.

"Ugh!"

"What's the matter?" Qingfeng didn't speak, but kept sighing, and Yin Liting who was sighing became even more curious.

"It's not fun to go down the mountain with Miss Buhui." Zhang Sanfeng never cared about Wudang vulgar things, Yin Liting brothers were more approachable, Qingfeng was not very old, and he was less nervous in front of them.

"Why isn't it fun?" Yin Liting raised his eyebrows and asked, according to the little girl's lively temperament, he really wanted to know why it was boring?

"I don't regret that girl is a girl. She is a girl. She is not interested in delicious snacks, beautiful clothes, exquisite jewelry, rouge and gouache, but she is interested in cold swords. If you are interested, you are interested, and you still want to drag me to accompany him." Qingfeng slammed his feet and his chest was full of remorse, why did he agree to take her with him?

"That's it." Yin Liting really didn't expect that the little girl doesn't like those fights, and she usually looks reluctant to ask her to practice a sword, so why would she go to a weapon shop?

"That's right, just go shopping in the weapons shop. You can pick up a knife or a sword or something. It's good for Miss Bugui. After shopping for a long time, I didn't pick anything. I just looked at a piece of iron, a piece of iron." Qingfeng thought of the weapon. The shop owner was speechless when he saw the monster.

"I'd like to see what the little girl is up to." The girl had a strange mind and didn't know what she was thinking, so Yin Liting decided to ask her.

"She hasn't come back yet. She said she was going to do something important, and she wouldn't let me go with her. She said she would promise to come back before sunset." Qingfeng looked at Yin Liting with a troubled expression. He knew that it was inappropriate for her to be alone as a girl. But he couldn't say it, he didn't dare to fight, he was also very anxious, that's why he talked so much with Uncle Six, after all, only Uncle Six cared about Miss Bugui the most.

"I see." Yin Liting just smiled and didn't speak, just looking at Qingfeng.

"Uncle Six, why are you looking at me like this?" Seeing that Yin Liting only smiled but didn't speak, Qingfeng looked bitter.

"Why didn't I realize that you are such a monkey spirit before." The little Taoist priest in Wudang Mountain, since when did he have so many tricks, if you want him to find the little girl, just tell him.

"I'm Jinmo Zhehei, Sixth Master Uncle, don't forget to find your little girl, I'm not responsible for losing it." Hearing Yin Liting say this, Qingfeng knew that his plan had succeeded, and he It's not nonsense, he is so glib, didn't he learn from Miss Buhui.

"Teasing your Sixth Master Uncle, you want to get beaten." Yin Liting made a gesture and stretched out his hand, Qingfeng stuck out his tongue and ran away.

In fact, Qingfeng is too worried. They will not go too far down the mountain. It is just under Wudang Mountain, on the border of Wudang. In broad daylight, nothing will happen. He just needs to wait for the little girl to come back in Liting Xiaoxie. .

Habit is really a terrible thing, without the little girl chattering in his ear, he doesn't care about what he does, and looks outside the Liting Xiaoxie from time to time, as if her smiling face will appear in the next second .

In the afternoon, the third senior brother asked him to discuss the recruitment of Taoist boys this year, the conversation was a little late, and when he returned to Liting Xiaoxie, his pace unconsciously became faster.

"Why is Uncle Six in such a hurry, but is there anything urgent?" Xiao Daotong looked at him in surprise and asked.

"Well, there is something urgent." Urgent, very urgent, I really want to see her soon, but facing Xiao Daotong, he can only walk quickly while keeping a serious face.

Can't wait to go back to Liting Xiaoxie, but the little girl hasn't come back yet, looking up at the gradually setting sun, he hasn't seen her all day.

Time passed by minute by minute, seeing the sun slowly fading out of the horizon, Yin Liting became more and more anxious, although there should be no accidents in Wudang, but who can say for sure in this world?The bottom of the mountain is no better than the top, there are three schools of thought, good and evil mixed up, there are all kinds of people, the girl is beautiful, and her martial arts are really not high, if you meet bad people...

Thinking of this, he immediately felt restless. He really regretted it. When Qingfeng told him in the afternoon, he should have gone down the mountain to find her. At that moment, his actions were faster than his thoughts. When he realized it, he was already in Wudang Mountain. entrance.

Buhui is a very courageous girl, the only thing in this life is that she is afraid of the dark, the sun sets, night falls, there is no one on the road, when the night wind blows, all kinds of strange sounds come to her ears, there are birds and beasts, some The insects were all mixed together in one place, and the sound made no regrets, and I muttered in my heart, looking up, there was still a long way to Wudang Mountain.

"There won't be any ghosts and ghosts, right?" The more you listen, the more you will feel guilty, and once you feel guilty, you will have strong fear, grit your teeth without regret, and simply run away.

"Slow down." Yin Liting stood at the entrance of Wudang Mountain and saw Bugui running all the way from a distance.

"Uncle Six." Seeing Yin Liting, Bugui heaved a sigh of relief.

"Where did you go?" Yin Liting looked at her with a smile.

"I won't tell you." Buhui blinked.

"You come back so late knowing you're afraid?" Thinking of her terrified expression running all the way back, Yin Liting laughed, after all, she was still a child.

"Sixth Uncle." Yang Buhui looked sideways at him.

"Ok?"

"You miss me, don't you?"

"You must be missing me, right?" Yang Buhui said to himself, with an excited face, and did not expect Yin Liting to really reply.

"Yes, I miss you." He definitely couldn't say these words, but seeing the little girl's smiling face, the corners of Yin Liting's mouth also rose.