Ten thousand people think that the brother is reborn

June in the mortal world has already brought a little enthusiasm.

Especially in Yuecheng to the south, the heat wave was churning on the streets, and most people put on light clothes.

The most distinctive hibiscus flowers in Yuecheng are blooming all over the city. Almost every household will plant a piece of them. Even street vendors have all kinds of objects based on this flower.

Among them, a young man in white clothes and a cap attracted most people's attention.

There is no other special reason, but this person is really dressed too tightly, but the hat covers most of his face, and only the bright red full lips can be seen.

Especially now that everyone has changed into summer clothes, it seems that the hat-only people are becoming more and more prominent among them.

But the hat man walked steadily and extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, he entered the largest restaurant here.

It was noon, and the restaurant was very lively. Even though the price here was not cheap, there were still a lot of people here.The majority of them are naturally princes and grandchildren, and people who do business.

There is a table on the first floor, surrounded by stands and seats.Apparently it's for storytelling.

Luo Yunzhou walked to the front cabinet, took off his hat, took out a bit of broken silver with his slender fingers, and placed it on the countertop.

"Hey, guest officer, you're here." The boy in the front cabinet took the broken silver and smiled obsequiously, "Still the same?"

Luo Yunzhou nodded, put on his hat again, lowered his head, and walked towards the stands on the second floor.

The little guy smelled the faint fragrance floating in the air, and then looked at the thin young man's back. Even though he had seen it so many times, he still couldn't help showing an expression of obsession.

The young man dressed like this when he came to the restaurant for the first time, it was winter, and now it is midsummer, he still dresses like this.

His clothes were embroidered with complicated cloud patterns and snow-white piping. The material of the clothes was not high-quality, and the three thousand black hair was only tied loosely with a white ribbon and fell on his shoulders.

What makes people really unforgettable is the extraordinary temperament and the clear and indifferent eyes like glass, as if nothing can be reflected in them.

The cinnabar mole between the eyebrows added a bit of confusion to such an exiled fairy, her skin was like white porcelain, smooth and delicate.

It's just strange to say that every time I see the young man, I will forget that stunning face for a while, and in the memory of the contact with the young man, that face will be covered with a layer of mist, and I can't tell what this person looks like After wearing it, it seems that he has become an "ordinary" person.

Only when we meet again next time can we remember the details of the last time we met.

It's really weird.

When the figure of the young man could no longer be seen, the boy scratched his head as if waking up from a dream, thinking: What was he going to do just now?

Luo Yunzhou came to the side of the storytelling table on the second floor, where there was a table for two people, and Luo Yunzhou sat down.

The storyteller on the stage took a sip of tea, Xing Mu clapped his hands, and the surrounding conversation fell silent.

Luo Yunzhou poured a cup of hot tea, looked down at the storyteller's spittle, and talked endlessly: "Today's Fuxue Peak is full of talents, each apprentice is not only handsome, but also very good at swordsmanship. But Hundreds of years ago, there was another secret story——

Fuqing Sword Master once took in five apprentices! "

The storyteller waved his paper fan, aroused everyone's interest, and then said slowly, "Those three apprentices are said to have inherited the Poyun swordsmanship of Sword Master Fuqing, and they can be said to be in their prime, and they are outstanding talents! It's just that, at 19 At the age of [-], he suddenly fell away! It is said that even a corpse can’t be found!”

There was an uproar in the audience, with regretful faces.

"It's a pity...a genius of swordsmanship..."

"How did you die?"

"Then Fuqing Sword Master...!"

".....Freeze said!".

Luo Yunzhou lowered his eyes and slowly blew on the floating leaves on the tea, and took a sip.The color of the water makes the lips more red and delicious.

The storyteller brushed his beard and patted Xingmu again leisurely.

"At the same time, the young apprentice Fuqing Jianzun just accepted has become possessed at this juncture! He was expelled from the sect and killed without mercy!

It's just that this little apprentice is also very powerful. In just a few hundred years, he has made a name for himself in the devil world!After killing the old demon lord, most of the monsters and evil cultivators in the demon world belonged to his subordinates, which shows how bloodthirsty and cruel he is!Wherever he went, blood flowed like rivers, and women, children and children were not spared!

His matching sword, Lingguang, has also been famous all over the world for drinking countless blood! "

"Hey, this is really terrifying, but please don't come to Moon City."

"Hey, what are you afraid of!" The person who spoke took a sip of his wine and rolled his eyes, "Our Moon City is protected by the God of Flowers! Gods are still afraid of demons?"

"The Lord of the Demon Realm... Could it be that the person you are talking about is..."

The storyteller retracted the paper fan, tapped it in the air, and continued, "That's right! This person is Lin Zhi!"

Lin Zhi? !The expressions of everyone in the audience changed slightly, as if they were afraid of something.

Someone suddenly shouted: "Our Moon City is blessed by the gods, and nothing will happen! The God of Flowers will definitely protect everyone!"

"Yes, yes, speaking of it, the Flower God Festival is coming soon..."

"..."

Luo Yunzhou paused slightly while drinking tea, his eyes flashed, and he put down the cup slowly.

It seems that no effective clues can be obtained today, and the storyteller has been replaced by a face-to-face.

Although she would hear a little bit about Lin Zhi on weekdays, she would always subconsciously avoid it.Today is the first time I heard it quite completely.

Devil?Luo Yunzhou chuckled, but there was no smile in his eyes, but he was getting more and more promising.

Luo Yunzhou got up, perfectly concealed his breath, and walked out of the restaurant lightly.

As soon as he stepped out of the front steps, a looming bloody smell permeated from the restaurant.

Luo Yunzhou frowned, lowered his head lower, his whole face was hidden under the cap, and walked away quickly.

The atmosphere in the restaurant was weird at the moment. The crowd who were still talking about each other suddenly fell silent. The sound of chopsticks falling to the ground brought everyone back to their senses, and the next moment there were terrified shouts and cries.

"He's dead!" The shop clerk fell to the ground with his legs limp, and then ran out rolling and crawling.

"Run!! Killed!!"

"He he he... when will he die!!!"

A burst of noisy footsteps and trampling sounds mixed together, accompanied by the sound of bowls breaking, the huge and prosperous restaurant was in chaos in an instant.

The head of the storyteller who was talking eloquently just now fell on the stage, and rolled on the ground at the feet of the person closest to the stage. The head opened its eyes wide, and the body remained standing. After about a moment, it fell limply .

The storyteller seemed to have separated his head from his body before he knew what had happened, and he died with regret.

The blood from the neck splashed on the faces of the crowd, and it was blood red.

Lin Zhi sat in the dark, his crimson eyes showed his unusual identity, but everyone seemed to completely ignore this strange young man.

Hundreds of years have passed, and the boy's figure has also stepped into youth. He is tall and straight, his eyes are long and narrow, and his long eyelashes cast a thick shadow. Thin smile.

Lin Zhi's black hair was tied up with a slender red crepe gauze, and her robes of the same color were also made of high-quality fabrics, like a noble and romantic prince who came here to experience life but couldn't hide his temperament.

Who would have known that this person was actually a human being with blood on his hands.

Standing beside him was a chubby little boy, who looked about ten years old, with round eyes, a little feather that hadn't faded at the corners of the eyes, and a blue streamline between his forehead.

A whole body of feather gauze is layered and complicated, and the jingling jade stones are ringing non-stop, like a child of a nouveau riche.

This little boy is the blazing bird that has transformed into a form.

"Master, when shall we act?" Jiang Fei said in a childish voice with a serious expression.

"Go check it out again." Lin Zhi turned her wrist, grinding the rim of the green cup with her fingertips, "If you fail, you will be fined."

As soon as the word "punishment" was mentioned, Jiang Fei's chubby body shook a few times, her head lowered, and she hurriedly said: "No! No! Ah Fei will definitely complete the task!"

As soon as the words fell, Jiang Fei turned into a plump bird with red tail feathers and flew out.

Lin Zhi got up slowly, brushed off the dust that didn't exist on her body, looked at the chaotic scene in front of her, and raised the corners of her mouth: "I, I hate other people's nonsense the most. If my senior brother heard it, who should be blamed for these rumors?" Are you asking?"

Luo Yunzhou dodged to a dark and damp alley, walked quickly through the stone wall, and saw a dilapidated house.

Standing in front of the young man was a man in black clothes. He was handsome, with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, but his face was expressionless.

He stopped practicing the sword in his hand and looked at Luo Yunzhou.

"Did you find anything today?"

Luo Yunzhou took off his hat, shook his head, and then walked into the house.

The man glanced at the back of the young man, lowered his eyes in a daze for a moment, and continued to practice the sword again.

This person's name is Shen Mohan, Luo Yunzhou's partner in this training mission; the latter is precisely because of this person's few words and good cultivation, the two of them decided to be a partner. Although it is a temporary team, the tacit understanding is very high unusually high.

The two of them have been investigating the issue of Fusang Flower God in Yuecheng for more than a year, but the progress is very slow, and the people behind the scenes really hide without leaving a trace.

This hibiscus flower has been the guardian flower of Yuecheng for nearly a hundred years. At that time, there was a famine in Yuecheng, and all the crops were strangely withered, and there was no sign of wild animals trampling on it. was eaten.

Anyone who wants to leave here will only die suddenly within a day of leaving.

As if being cursed, until the so-called Fusang flower god came here, all this improved, and Yuecheng gradually became a land of prosperity.

But of course, there is a price. In order to thank the flower god, people regard the day when the flower god comes as the flower god festival.

And on this day, if there are any unmarried Jiji girls, they will disappear that night, four in a row.

This incident caused panic at the time, and later someone said that the flower god entrusted him with a dream, and it was the flower god who took the girls away to enjoy endless glory and wealth.

This suppressed this rumor.

It wasn't until the matter spread among the monks that some extraordinary people came to investigate.