After the abandoned white moonlight was reborn

Is this closeness or admiration for the senior brother?

Xie Yu couldn't tell the difference, and didn't know when they fell in love with him.

Of course, I don't really care.

He turned his eyes away and looked at the emerald green lake water: "I haven't found any abnormality yet, let's just wait for a few days."

Qiu Lingjun nodded.

Nestling beside Xie Yu, looking at the clear water and blue sky.

Xingjing Lake was safe and sound for three or four days.

The three of Huang Zui searched through the files left by the missing persons case in the city, and also visited the homes of those whose relatives were missing, but they found nothing.

"It's evil, can it really disappear out of thin air?"

"There are still no signs."

"Could it be an evil cultivator?"

"Stupid, how many people disappear here in a year? Besides, evil cultivators won't stay in one place all the time,"

"I didn't find Yaoqi either."

"I actually suspected that the human traffickers in Yucheng did it, but they destroyed several dens and found no one... More importantly, it is possible for human traffickers to traffic women and children. What about the missing old people? It is unlikely."

"...It can't be a ghost."

After discussing for a while, several people were a little frustrated.

Huang Zui said dryly, "I'd rather accept the task of exterminating demons."

too difficult.

The elder of Jianzong is not a human being!

Yi Luoling ran around for two days, feeling very unhappy: "It would be great if the Shen family was here."

The Shen family is good at divination.

The ancestor of the family, Shen Shuzi, is even more unpredictable, and he has no plans.

Huang Zui took a straw in his mouth: "The Shen family? It seems that the disciples of the Shen family have not come to the Sword Sect."

He looked at Zhao Zaishui, "Your family seems to be on good terms with the Shen family, can you call the Shen family?"

Zhao Zaishui: "..."

What is the big dream of Spring and Autumn? Because Shen's leaked the secret of heaven, he was displeased with the way of heaven, and it has always been difficult for his offspring.

After thousands of years of inheritance, there is only one single seedling left in this generation.

Yi Luoling was bored, looking around, and suddenly saw Xie Yu take out a small sword formation plate to carve at some point, he lowered his eyes, holding the cold carving knife with his jade-colored fingers, the small sword formation plate slid across from time to time , not like Fanpin.

Still practicing sword formation at this time?

I can really calm down.

Feeling ashamed, Yi Luoling silently recited the Purifying Mantra four or five times before suppressing his anxiety.

Others only envied Tianjiao's extraordinary bones, but they didn't know that they could endure what ordinary people couldn't bear, and ordinary people couldn't suffer. She breathed in, took out the spirit stone, and practiced the exercises.

In the past few days, I have been depressed, and my practice has fallen a bit.

Yi Luoling only thought that Xie Yu was practicing.

At Xie Yu's age, if he can start practicing sword formation, he is already far beyond ordinary people.

Sword formation, anyone who is proficient in swordsmanship and formation cannot do it.

Qiu Lingjun was reviewing "Elementary Formation".

It is said to be the elementary level, but it is divided into confinement, spirit gathering, killing, teleportation... concealment, etc. According to the preference of the practitioner, it is also divided into the five elements of metal, wood, water, fire, earth, which are various and complicated.

Seeing this, Huang Zui said, "...it seems that I am in a hurry."

At present, we can only watch Xingjing Lake and wait.

Seven days in a row.

There is no wind or rain, Yucheng is calm and the sea is calm, and the people are happy.

The lady of the city lord is very anxious, but she has nothing to do: "The celestial lords rest for a while, and I will take care of my husband."

The five people were divided into two groups to guard Xingjing Lake.

The four of Qiu Lingjun's cultivation bases are not yet home, they have not yet bigued, and they still need sleep.

It was a bad day, and at midnight, there was a thick fog on the lake.

A little drizzle.

Qiu Lingjun held up his umbrella, feeling a little cold: "Senior brother...Senior brother!"

No one was around.

Xie Yu disappeared out of thin air.

The thick fog on the surface of the lake covered the sky and the earth.

A sword roared wildly.

The white rainbow light illuminated one side of the sky, and Qiu Lingjun's transparent pupils almost stood in a line. He opened his eyes forcibly, found a barrier that was about to disappear, and forced his way in with the help of the white rainbow sword.

But two breaths.

The fog cleared and the three of Huang Zui felt something was wrong, and when they drove Hong to Xingjing Lake, there was only a broken umbrella left.The oil-paper umbrella with pink lotus and green leaves lay alone on the ground, the handle was smashed into pieces by the spiritual force, and the umbrella surface was broken like a knife cut by a sword.

Huang Zui's face was ugly: "They didn't fight at all."

There are no traces of battle here, and the umbrella should have been smashed by spiritual power.

Yi Luoling couldn't hide his shock: "Brother Xie is gone too?"

Xie Yu is the one with the highest cultivation base among them. If something unexpected happened to Xie Yu, the three of them would also be in danger. "How could this be? This is a barren island."

The spiritual power is thin, and the monk's inheritance is almost cut off.

Zhao Zaishui: "I remember that white light."

He calmly said, "It's Junior Brother Qiu's Baihong Sword."

Even the Baihong sword was gone.

Xie Yu stood at the entrance of the village.

The luxuriant old locust tree is hung with strings of pure white locust flowers. Behind the narrow narrow path is a looming village with red bricks and green tiles, low walls and wooden doors.It was almost dusk at this time, and the orange afterglow dyed the sky red.

A group of children with shofar braids drooling at the white and tender Sophora japonica flowers: "I really want to eat it. Who's going to call Brother Huzi?"

Brother Huzi is the best at climbing trees.

"I don't know where Brother Hu Zi went."

"Go and collect firewood with uncle, he said he is too old to play with us in the future."

"I want to eat Sophora japonica. It's sweet."

"I want to eat the sophora cauliflower Wowo made by grandma."

"Move the ladder and climb."

As they spoke, several little girls looked at the only boy together, giving them high hopes.

The boy's name is Erhu. He is only four years old this year. He is wearing a bellyband, braided to the sky, fingering his fingers, and has an innocent face: "Me? Do you want me to go?"

"...It seems that there is no hope."

"Two tigers are so stupid!"

A few girls chirped: "Why don't you call me Sister Hongying, Sister Hongying likes us the most."

"But my grandma said it's okay, don't bother sister Hongying."

"Yes, yes, sister Hongying is very busy."

"But I want to eat."

"It's so sweet and delicious."

The breeze is gentle, and the sunset is red.

The corners of Xie Yu's clothes fluttered, and his eyelashes were dyed golden, a rare warm color. He stretched out his hand and quietly looked at the light falling on the palm of his hand.

The remaining temperature is not cold.

Not an illusion.

He seems to have broken into a small world.

The children under the locust tree finally saw Xie Yu.

"People from the village?"

"Come from outside."

"Are you lost?"

"...wow, he's looking at us."

"Look good... Do you want to run away? Mammy said that good-looking and ugly people are all ghosts!"

"Then he eats children?"

Xie Yu opened his eyes, revealing his unblemished black eyes, and walked towards the village.

He suspected that the missing people were all in this small world, but before they had walked a few steps, those children shrank their heads like quails and hid behind the locust tree.

Several pairs of big eyes are wet.

A little pitiful, as if afraid of him.

Xie Yu stopped, not knowing how to communicate with the children, he thought for a long time before saying, "Do you want to eat Sophora japonica?"

The two tigers are the most naive and the least afraid of people, drooling: "Eat!"

Spiritual power turns into wind.

The white Sophora japonica flowers fell in clusters and fell to the ground with a clatter.

The aroma is rich and fragrant.

Erhu opened his eyes wide: "Wow! It's raining."

"Acacia flower rain."

"It's so sweet."

After running a few laps excitedly, the children seemed to believe that Xie Yu was a good person, and they were not afraid of giving birth.

Big Ya picked up Sophora japonica flowers and stuffed them into her mouth, her braid flicked: "Where is Big Brother from?"

Er Ya picked up a bag, she was a little shy, hiding behind Da Ya and not speaking.

Xiao Hua leaned over: "Outsider!"

Big Ya knocked Xiao Hua on the head: "Stupid, outsiders mean outsiders! I'm asking where Big Brother lives!"

Xiaohua still doesn't understand.

The two-year-old baby boy went to pick up acacia flowers again.

The big girl's eyeballs were grumbling: "Our village has been deserted for a long time."

She asked curiously, "How did big brother come in?"

Hasn't been here for a long time?

Xie Yu: "He walked in."

Big Ya said, very interested: "What are you doing here?"

Xie Yu glanced at the village again.

The smoke from the kitchen is curling up, the chickens and dogs are hearing each other, and there is a sense of peace and happiness: "Come and find someone."

……

In Xiaohe Village, a young man lived in Da Ya's house.

It is said that they are here to find someone.

Da Ya Er Ya's parents went to the mountains to cut firewood the year before last and were eaten by tigers, leaving three of the five members of the family.

Grandma Xu is getting old, her health is not good, and her back hurts all the year round. She is hunchbacked and her face is covered with wrinkles, but she is very kind: "Is it because the old lady pestered you to pick the locust tree? The locust tree at the entrance of the village is old and tall. Yes, I was there when I was a child... It's not enough, it's really hard work for you."

"That's enough!" Da Ya opened her arms and gestured, "When the wind blows, it will all come down. It's so beautiful, grandma should go and see it too."

Erya also nodded her head: "The wind blows, the blows blow! It's delicious!"

Grandma Xu just wanted to scold the big girl for talking nonsense, but when she saw that the second girl was also agreeing, she glanced at Xie Yu from the corner of her eye, and saw that the gentleman was sitting on a chair, his robe was snow-white, and his black eyes were calm, looking at her too.

Grandma Xu smiled again, the corners of her eyes were wrinkled, and she touched her granddaughter's head: "Grandma has lived long enough to see everything, so I won't go." Pushed Da Ya, "Go, the Sophora japonica nest is steamed, and you also wiped the lard sent by your second uncle, it is delicious, go and eat."

Seeing the big girl running out like a whirlwind, she confessed again: "Be careful, don't be rash... don't burn yourself."

Erya also ran out with her sister: "Wow! Wowo!"

Grandma Xu looked at her two granddaughters with a smile all over her face: "The family is poor and the children are young, so I am laughing at you."

Xie Yu lowered his eyes: "No."

Children are more lively.

Grandma Xu hunched her back and coughed twice: "Mr. Lang is free, you can take more walks in the village."

Still worried that the two children would be burned, she went to the kitchen.

It gets dark from time to time.

Grandma Xu took a rest after tidying up Da Ya's parents' room for Xie Yu to live in.

People in the village can't afford to light lamps, so they usually go to bed when it gets dark.

Xie Yu stood in front of the window, the night sky was full of stars, every household was snoring, it seemed like a normal village.But something was wrong, very wrong.

He can always feel a sense of disobedience.

Also, Grandma Xu should have seen a monk.

At least I have seen people with supernatural powers.

She didn't seem very surprised that the pagoda tree flowers fell when the wind blew.

Xie Yu didn't rest, he went out silently.

This small world is not big, there is only one village and two mountains, and it takes only two hours to walk through it.

Xiaohe Village is famous for its small river.

A land temple was built by the river, where the offerings of the villagers were placed, and the incense was very strong.

It seems that it has been a while, the cast-iron god statue is rusty, and the paint is mottled. It is dressed in armor and a scarlet cloak, holding a red-tasseled spear, with its head held high and its chest held high, with awe-inspiring fighting spirit.

Looking across, Xie Yu was a little surprised. Although the face of the god statue was blurred, it was not difficult to see that the person enshrined here was a woman.

The names and taboos carved on the stone slabs have been eroded by wind and rain, and the past of his life is unknown.

But since he can be enshrined, he must have been a hero during his lifetime.

Wearing armor and holding a red-tasseled spear, she should be a majestic female general.

Xie Yu met the god statue's eyes.

He nodded slightly to show respect.

Although we have not met each other, we should cherish each other.