After one heart to the Tao, it is all the Shura field

Since An Huaicheng, the second son of the Yunjing Sect, and the members of the Changtian Sword Sect broke up on the Golden Dome, the entire Sword Sect was secretly on guard, lest the members of the Yunjing Sect would make a surprise attack.

The members of the Yunjing faction were established with blood, except for Yunwaitian, they seldom left the country, and since there were fewer people who came out, there was naturally less communication with the other two factions, and there was even no friendship at all.

Once there is any misunderstanding, it is very easy to cause disaster, not to mention that Jianzu Shiyuan personally admitted that he had been to the third lady's residence that day, and misunderstandings would arise after coming and going.

But the strange thing is, what they waited for was not a dispute between the two factions, but a letter from An Huaiting, the leader of the Yunjing faction.

All in all, "my brother is reckless, please forgive me if I disturb you." '

He didn't mention the Sword Ancestor at all, as if he wanted to avoid it. This Yunjing faction master is at the peak of the fusion period, and his realm is second only to Jianzu Shiyuan. There are plenty of auras, and there are no fewer cultivators who are above the out-of-body stage than the Changtian Sword Sect. If the two factions really fight, the Changtian Sword Sect will suffer a lot of injuries.

But he took a step back directly, as if giving enough face.

An Huaiting seldom walked out of Yunwaitian. He hadn't seen him for many years at the last relic fairyland event. Cheng Shuang briefly dealt with him a few times. After further research, Cheng Shuang was also happy to see this, and immediately replied a letter.

Between the two factions, the turmoil on the surface seemed to fall quietly as soon as it was raised, and the death of the third lady in the dark could only remain a mystery in the end.

At the same time, Sword Patriarch Shi Yuan also suddenly retreated, and the Zhongtian Realm speculated that this No. 1 may have had an epiphany and is about to break through to the later stage, and some people said that he encountered a demonic obstacle. In short, there are different opinions.

Cheng Shuang kept the matter of being punished before very tight. Except for a few key people, no one knew about it. The outside world didn't know about his retreat from the beginning to the end, so guesses could only be guesses.

And the direct disciple of Jian Zu, who was in the limelight, also lost the news at the same time. No one knew his whereabouts, and everything seemed to be peaceful.

eight years later

The four seasons are distinct in the lower world, but this winter is extremely cold, with light snow falling in the early winter, and white velvet flying around.

The Gao Mansion, which was originally a well-populated place, has scattered its servants since the accident a few years ago. The guards have long since disappeared.

Light gray clouds blocked the sun and cast a gloomy color on the desolate surroundings.

All kinds of shops near the Gaofu have almost moved out, leaving some vacant rooms, and the crowds have become deserted. Walking into this area is like walking into a ghost town, with a very dark atmosphere.

In recent days, people will pass by here during the daytime, because in a few days it just catches up with the annual Winter Warm Festival, and some bold children come here in groups to 'treasure hunt'.

There are five or six children today, more than usual.

The sound of laughter and slapstick was clear and lovely, but it was a bit weird when it fell around the silence.

On the bluestone path behind the old tree, a young man in blue was walking slowly towards this side, leading a maroon horse with his back on his back.

Seeing this, the children stopped what they were doing and looked at him one by one.

I saw that he was wearing a bamboo hat, his black hair was tied up with a blue ribbon, his temples were let loose a little, and a very eye-catching red jade pendant hung on his waist. That face was something they had never seen before. The ones I have seen are beautiful, like gods walking out of the mountains.

They looked like outsiders. The children looked at each other without moving, but when they looked back, their eyes lit up. They immediately relaxed their guard, threw down the branches and rocks in their hands, and continued to look at them. Follow him and run.

I saw two big bunches of candied haws on both sides of the horse's buttocks.

"Candied haws! Candied haws!" The voice of the child surrounded my ears.

The young man was surrounded by several children in an instant, and they scrambled to pull his clothes, and one of them almost tore off his jade pendant.

The white and slender hand grasped the child's hand with very light strength, and only heard a gentle and clear voice said: "Hey, you can't move this one, you can eat candied haws, answer a few questions for brother, each brother will send one, why not?" Sample?"

The caught child stared at the knuckle-boned hand, feeling the slight coolness of body temperature, and nodded in a daze.

I don't know if this dazed look reminded me of the sweetness of candied haws, or I was surprised by this person.

"The Winter Warming Festival is here, have any strangers appeared in the town recently?"

The child's dark pupils stared at the smiling face in front of him. There was a shadow under the bamboo hat, and the face became more profound in the interlacing of light and dark. His little head was tilted, recalling how they played at the entrance of the town in the past few days.

"Yes, the fire lanterns during the Winter Festival this year are very big, and there are people from the towns next door."

Fire lanterns are a tradition of the Winter Festival. Every year, they will use bamboo and wood to build various colorful lights. In the center of the lights, candles, braziers, etc. are placed. Finally, a fire is burned at the end of the day, symbolizing the end of winter. When spring comes, all things will be harvested, and the fire lanterns vary in size and posture according to the situation of each household.

But there will be a big fire lantern in the town, gathering the strength of the whole town, the fire lantern will be put on one day in advance, on the day of the Winter Warming Festival, for everyone to appreciate.

"What else?" He asked again.

The child scratched his hair, and shook his head after thinking about it for a while: "No, there is no one else but you."

The man in blue smiled, the hair on his sideburns raised slightly, his brows looked like delicate jade in the dim light, and they were graceful with a gentle slack, looking lazy and pretty.

Let go of the child's hand, turn sideways and remove a bunch of candied haws tied on the straw.

"Brother keeps his word, this is for you."

The immature eyes were attracted, the child took the candied haws with one hand, and without caring about the others, he smiled and turned around and ran away, while the other children at the side saw this and surrounded him, one by two facing He holds out his hand.

The young man had no choice but to pat them on the head: "Don't panic, don't panic, come one by one."

After losing a few strings of gourds, the child scrambled home, the surroundings became clear, and a snort sounded in his ears. He turned sideways and patted the horse's neck soothingly. He raised his eyes to look at Gaofu in front of him. He glanced casually, then withdrew his gaze, and led the horse away.

This young man in blue is naturally Yan Qinghe from the lower realm.

Eight years were not too long or too short. During his free time, he traveled to many places, met many people, and made many friends, but none of them stopped him from leaving. He encountered more new things than his two lifetimes combined.

Life and death, love, hatred, anger and ignorance, he stood and looked at it again and again, only then did he suddenly understand that there are really so many emotions in this world.

The more one looks, the more awake one seems to be, and the whole person dissipates like a cloud.

Stop and go, he came here again.

Since it's time for the festival, why not stay here for a few days, he is very happy with the situation now.

Yan Lin lowered the brim of his hat, led the bay red horse and walked slowly towards the town. It was an upright festival, and a fiery red lantern was hung at the door of every household. The crowd is very lively, and the town has become much more lively after the incident eight years ago.

"Doctor Han, don't leave yet!" An old woman's anxious voice rang out abruptly. The volume directly attracted the eyes of the people around, and they gradually moved closer together.

Yan Lin also took advantage of the situation and raised his eyes to look over.

I saw a young man in gray walking out of a shop on the right. The gray sky could not block the light on his body, his half-length hair was tied behind his head, and his finely carved face was like a clear spring in a mountain stream. , clean and thorough, it makes people's hearts flutter at a glance.

A slightly sad face appeared on Junxiu's face: "No need for Aunt Li, I said that saving lives is a doctor's job, and money is not needed."

This familiar face and voice are as beautiful and clean as ever.

Yan Lin's eyes moved slightly, and his movement of leaning forward to watch the excitement was slightly stagnant.

Han Qisheng——

Why is he here.

Yan Lin withdrew his gaze calmly. The short time could only be regarded as a casual glance. If he was mixed in the crowd, it would be difficult to catch him. Suppressing the weird feeling in his heart, he raised his hand and pressed the brim of his hat again. Press down and walk out of the crowd.

He doesn't want to have anything to do with people from Zhongtian Realm yet, since someone is here, it's good for him to leave.

Although he was stripped of his soul, he has turned into a mortal.

But Han Qisheng is not. He is extremely sensitive to sight perception, even just a glance is enough.

Just when Yan Lin turned around, he turned his head sideways and looked in the same direction, but he was no longer in the crowd, and there was nothing at first sight.

Han Qisheng frowned suspiciously.

As soon as he was relieved, the old woman next to him quickly grabbed his sleeve: "No, you have to accept whatever you say today. You have saved me so much. If I don't give you anything, I will feel sorry for you." .”

Han Qisheng turned around, took a deep breath, paused, and changed his tone: "How about this, besides money, how about giving me some fruits?"

The old woman was stunned: "Fruit?"

"Yes, since it's thanks, it's fine to express my heart. As long as I accept it, I will accept your heart, right?"

The woman slowly withdrew the hand she was holding, and nodded, it sounded like it was okay.

"That's fine, you wait for me to buy it."

Seeing that the old woman let go completely, the people around him booed and said, "Mr. Han has been stumbled again. I want you to make a rule in the future that patients who see a doctor bring their own medicinal materials, so that they will save you trouble."

"Right! That's right!"

"Old Zhang is right hahaha!"

……

The banquet forest gradually drifted away, and the voice in the ear became weaker and weaker, until it finally entered the corner.

At this time, Han Qisheng suddenly turned his head and glanced around the corner, his eyes caught a disappearing corner of the blue clothes, and he took a deep look with his dark eyes.